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Post by lynx'' on Aug 27, 2008 14:01:20 GMT -5
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On toward the wilderness
I nodded at her Of course, the devil is different in all our minds I smirked, and walked away from her, to a nearby tree, and scratched my skull, showing i was no longer a threat, and i was relexed with her company. Although, i would still not show any sympathy.
However, at her next words i marched right up to her, my lip curling slightly. Bring your uncle? here? to get me? A threat? i hissed. who did she think i was? I snorted sharply, and bumped her skull with mine, firm, but not overpowering.
I saw she was upset by my invisable reaction to her name. I dmirked. You know, darling, i do not have to tell you my name, it is of no importance here. And then, she told me about her past, well, part of it. I nodded, and waited for her to find something else wrong with me.
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Post by Trill Stalker on Aug 27, 2008 17:51:52 GMT -5
Toxic Things Don't Always Work Out The Way You Want It To I watched as the stallion slowly walked away from me, and started to itch his head against a near by tree. Apparently we both felt easier in each others presence. Then at my next words he was there in front of me, I had barley seen the movement. "No, here to get me," I joked trying to soften my false threat. "You can't take everything so seriously... my uncle is a neutral so I highly doubt he would hurt you unless you gave him really good reason to." A tickling sensation started around my wound, I flinched the flesh around and found that a fly had landed on it. Ew.
The stallion did another sudden movement and our heads clashed...Was he trying to dismember my brain? I shook my head to get the stars to stop spinning. I glared at the big bloke, but then my eye's sparkled You know, darling, i do not have to tell you my name, it is of no importance here. "Alright then you leave me no choice but to call you Stud Muffin. Unless you want me saying 'hey you, the one with the face' all the time..."
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Post by lynx'' on Aug 28, 2008 12:59:49 GMT -5
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Far beyond the sundown
I snorted at her words, send for her uncle to get her? why? was she scared? hmpf. I flicked my tail sharply, and walked backwards, again, so i was a few metres away from her. and why would you bring your uncle here to get you? don't you like my company? i hissed a ther, no wait, a neutral? dirty half casts. My muscles rippled under my skin, i hated lights, and neutrals were just worthless. I snorted again, and bared my ivories for a few seconds.
My harks snapped back though, at her next words, stud muffin? what the hell? I growled, a low growl right from the pit of my stomach, and i snapped my ivories inches from her body. You will call me sir. or something along those lines, or i will crush you like the worthless fool you are. I snarled, licking my lips and stamping a foreleg hard into the ground, raising dust.
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Post by Trill Stalker on Aug 31, 2008 15:43:55 GMT -5
ToxicMemories and Goodbyes I considered his question, don't you like my company? The Stud Muffin was definitely strange and played with my mind. But that was probably because he was a dark and reminded me of my father, who had been much crueler then this one. With the way I acted I would already have been killed by him, he hated retribution; and I just seemed to be rebelling against this young stallion every chance I got. "I wouldn't exactly call you company..."
The bloke obviously had no use for lights or even neutrals, I could tell by the manner in which he took my words. "Why do you hate Light's and Neutrals?" I really didn't get why some hated others when they didn't know what kind of personality that light, dark, or neutral truly had. If I was to judge the stallion with first impressions I would have said that he was clinically insane and that he was a very cruel stag. But now that I have known him for a few hours I can tell that he is not all that evil and he doesn't really take joy in hurting others and that it was just the way he was raised.
I slashed my tail and made a loud thwacking sound against my leg, when the stag growled and snapped his fierce teeth at me. "I am not going to call you Sir. if you don't like Stud Muffin then at least let me call you SM." I instantly winced at the initials, getting a fleeting memory of what my father used to call his band, Slave and Master. I blew out like a balloon deflating. "Never mind." My mood was gone now, I didn't feel like playing with the studs emotions anymore. The past for me was filled with pain and it always burst my bubble. "If you don't mind I have to get back on my mission before I get picked off by predators."
The time with the stag had been interesting but it had only blown a chunk of time out of my searching for my uncle so I could finally find a place to call home; well for a little while at least. Giving the Black and White a final sad smile I turn my back to him and start to flee into the forest which I had came from, hopes of finding my way again clung to me.
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Post by lynx'' on Sept 5, 2008 11:05:29 GMT -5
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So far away
I watched her reaction to my words, and what i was expecting was right. I cackled slightly, and tipped my skull to the left a little Well, wench. If i am not company, what exactly am i? Now, she would have to watch her answer now. I smirked, and kept my gaze on her, my black eyes tinted with silver as the now raised moon shone into them from the corners.
A fierce wind suddenly ripped over the area, throwing my tassles into a fight, they twisted, like the branches of dark evil tree's. my tail swiweled around my hind, slashing at my ghost like pelt. I had lost most of my black, as the years had go on, and was now more of a grey, with a few darker spots, than the sabino colour i was born with. As she spoke again, my jaw twitched a little, my teeth clenching in my mouth. Lights are cowards, every one of them are pathetic and useless, unless of course, you keep them as slaves to breed from. I cackled, and fell silent again, only speaking when she asked a question. Of course, i loved to tell others about myself, my dark, evil, twisted mind curling into their sweet inocent faces.
The faint sound of a male wolf howled in the distance, i reconised it. It was non other than the howl of Cracken, the lead wolf of the small pack that Father allowed to stay in our land. Hollow Woods. At the thought of it, i was itching to get back, to find Shadrik, to discuss more about the oncoming battle. At her words, i hissed my answer back, and darted froward, digging my front hooves in the ground and flicking my back end round smoothly. I lashed out with both hooves, hard, using all my back strength. I returned to the ground, and twisted back around, flashing my ivories once again. Good lord Wench. You have some lessons to learn. Carry on the way you are and you will certainly be killed. For sure, if my father, the great Chaos was here instead of me. He would of crushed you. I spat at her. A low growl escaping my crimson stained lips. Ah, my father. chaos, the great. Everyone had heard of him, he was known as the darkest stallion on the whole lands of midnight Acres.
As she spoke again, my scowl turned into a grin. Ah darling, running away? I cackled, and as she turned to gallop away, i was soon hot on her heels, lowering my frame a little, ready to pounce, i lifted off with both hinds, in a long jump, reaching her hind, and sinking in my daggers, deep into her flesh, attmepting to grind her to a halt. Trust me now wench, you will get nowhere without me. Your safe with me, no one else with bother. I snarled at her. Clacking my teeth sharply.
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Post by Trill Stalker on Sept 5, 2008 16:37:37 GMT -5
Toxic Retaliation B*tch The bone chilling call of a wild wolf sounded off in the distance; black clouds crawl over the glowing moon adding to the eeriness of it. I didn't really want to wonder into the woods a lone but I had to find my uncle and get away from the dark black and white stag. Although I did not feel in an amusing mood a small smile lifts up one side of my lip in a half grin. The stag was so contradictory, lashing out at me for threatening him and yet he brought his father into this conversation.
I knew who Chaos was, having heard many stories told at night by my father of him. Chaos was the great Dark king. I also knew that the small threat For sure, if my father, the great Chaos was here instead of me. He would of crushed you was completely true and the stud was not just toying around with me. His father was Chaos the one horse that my father had ever talked about with respect. "Then it is a good thing that you found me." Even though we had had some rough times at first and I was waisting my time - that I could have been using finding my future - with the black and white I was actually glade he had found me. With my father always giving me hard love and my mother just being killed the Dark Stallion had been like a bright light leading me out of the Obis and into the flame of life. I have been animated with this stallion more then any other time in my life.
I had already turned and taken my first steps into the shadowed forest when the stag spoke again. Ah darling, running away? I had thought that I had explained to the black and white thoroughly enough that I was in need of a safe haven. He was now taunting me. I wanted to say back to him "I am not your darling and I am not running away I just have better things to accomplish with my time then stay here chatting with you." But I never got the chance. Apparently the stag didn't want me leaving because hot searing pain flashed through my hind quarters. The Dark Stallion had dug his teeth into my flesh in another attempt to keep me from walking away from him.
Snorting I lash out with one hind leg and make a clashing impact with his knee. I hopped this would cause him more pain then before because he needed to learn that I would not stand his abuse without retaliation. He even had the nerve to say Trust me now wench while my blood dripped from his lips. "How do you expect me to trust you when every time I turn my back you make me bleed?" The meeting between the two of us was going down hill once again. "I am not safe with you either! You just bit my arse." Pain was still emanating from his bite like a heater. "Do you know what it feels like to be bit the arse?" It most likely felt like being bit any where ells on the body but it still killed like a mother.
no one else will bother. His words cut through my pain and added to the pile of misery in my life. That flame that had been worming my frozen soul was splashed with an ocean of ice cold water. "Why are you even bothering with me?" Pain seemed to bring out the worse in me, or at least the angry b*tch. ""Stop toying with me and tell me what you want with me." The stag better not say he wanted me as his slave like he had said what the lights were good for. I would have killed myself rather then let myself be so degraded.
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Post by lynx'' on Sept 9, 2008 3:31:28 GMT -5
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Supermassive black hole..
A low grumble escaped my lips, how can i tust you when you make me bleed I snorted and tossed my skull, freeing my eyesight from falling tassles. If you made some servere changes to your attitude toxic, then prehaps you would come out of this unharmed. I spat at her, moving back and watchign her from a small distance. Now enough of the small talk, i'm tired of being here, i need to get home, i have an army of equines to train for the battle. Will you come with me? or stay here and perish. Yes, my words were harsh, however, i was always straight to the point, i never messed around.
Glancing at my surroundings, i noticed the sun was close to setting, excellent, in a few hours, we would be able to train again. Well, i doughted Toxic could catch up so quickly, prehaps father would allow her to stay and gaurd the lands with the others, whilst we fought.
[o.o.c;;ew ew ew, sorry, thats such a bad post]
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Post by Trill Stalker on Sept 17, 2008 17:49:53 GMT -5
(occ, it is alright, although you could have at least put the right words that Toxic said lol "How do you expect me to trust you when every time I turn my back you make me bleed?" ... and kinda keep up with what the surrounding is like [it is already night so the sun can not be setting] But I would like better posts from you.)Toxic Cold, not just physically 300 Words I snorted, my breath coming out in a white, foggy mass from the cold. "Well Stag, how would you like me to act?" I bit out, glaring at the beast with eye's so dark and frigid they competed with the surroundings and weather. "You want me to bow down and kiss your hooves, like a begging slave." Some of his earlier words wondered into the now. "Or better yet you want me to turn around and offer myself to you like the Lights you say are only pathetic and useless and only have two uses. A self loathing slave and useless brude." It hadn't matter that his spoken words had included my name, the first time he had used it. The words that surounded it were harsh and I did not react well to them.
A disbelieving laugh escaped my throat I'm tired of being here "Well sorry to keep you here, but I have been trying to leave from the time I first laid eyes on you." My heart twinged at the mention of home something that I could only dream about and had never really experienced first hand. I didn't like war because of the blood-shed and hurt that it brought, and the stallion had to go train a whole hoard of horses for a battle that was obviously coming. "Given my options, go with you and the brutality that you offer. Or stay here and die a lonely life..." The latter would not be an option for me, I had my uncle that I could always call upon. "I am going to have to go with your second offer." The stud said he was a dark and yet gave me a choice. I wasn't sure if he would like my answer so I braced myself for his onslout.
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Post by lynx'' on Oct 2, 2008 8:24:51 GMT -5
i n t r e p i d ; ;
Through the fire and flames we carry on
As she spat her words out, i chuckled, my deep voice echoing a little, as now, we seemed to fineally be the only awake creatures close by. I would like you to act with some respect i spoke with a calm tone. And i listened to her words, Ah, hormonal fillies. Gosh, ho-w did stags bring up their offspring now a days? From the first day i was born, i was taught how to fight, and defend myself. Told the way of the warrior, told how to rule, like my father, before me. Now, this. This filly infront of me, a spoilt brat, rather like my twin sister. I snorted as she finished her words. Very well, if you do not wish to follow me to Hollow Woods. Stay, i couldn't care less. Goodbye Toxic. I gave her a last smirk, and flicked my tail in annoyance, cackling, i spun on my heel and trotted off away from her.
[o.o.c;;i mentioned hollow woods there, so Toxic knew where t come to find him. i have no muse for this thread anymore, so i guess it would be best to have toxic follow treppy to hollow woods. =D]
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