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Post by `anntho on Aug 12, 2008 5:55:14 GMT -5
Coming onto the land, the first thing I picked up was the smell of nothing but equine, to be expected, but the depth behind it, this was for the other about my age. Marbled grey lanterns gave once glance about, my harks flickering to and fro, redirecting each soundwave past my inner ear and along the nerve to have my mind process it. Nothing but the wind.. Was what my mind told me, as did the rest of my senses. I gave a heavy sigh, just what I needed, some alone time, away from the sex driven stallions, and the defensive mares. Craning my neck I noticed the lack of blood sucker on my pelt, that was unusual, though I still lashed my gossamer against my haunches, more of habit than of need, it was after all I had always done before I left home.
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Post by lynx'' on Aug 12, 2008 6:22:51 GMT -5
c o c a i n e
I'm your favourite baby girl..
My three month old body trotted smoothly into the clan. The grass was dieing off now, when i had first visited the place, the grass had been up to my belly. Now, it was more like a wasteland, the hot seasons had melted away all the goodness. Only a few nearby apple trees seemed to be alive, i walked over to it, and rubbed my skull on the tough trunk, i stopped, and closed my eyes slowly.
Wakey wakey cocaine, don't you be falling asleep on me now. You have so much to learn, theres no time to sleep, rest, talk with others...its just me and you now little girl.
I grunted, and opened my eyes, my weakened body rested again the trunk. Just leave me alone, i haven't slept for three weeks now. Why won't you let me rest? I don't need your help, i can survive by myself. I snapped at him, i grunted again, and flicked my tail in annoyance. Snorting, i tossed my skull and reared, butting my head against the tree trunk, and when i landed, i felt the crimson liquid spill from my muzzle, i sighed, and rested my head on the trunk.
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Post by `anntho on Aug 12, 2008 6:37:44 GMT -5
radon i'm just the schizo boy As the filly that was no more than five feet from me started speaking with herself, she touched the deep reserve of my attention span. Go on now Radon. Speak with her, you know you have to. the deep voice within my head had told me that I had to. I didn't have to do anything that I didn't want to. As my mood went from interested to annoyed my harks flickered backwards, a scowl taking my once placid features. I moved myself forward to come to the side of the tree she was defacing with her hard head. "Come now princess. Don't ruin your inherited tiara." Yes, I was rude, but that was considered nice in my book, even if I came off with a cocky tone. Very good my boy, Now your learning. As the voice hissed and praised at me I gave a heavy snort, tossing my head sideways away from the tree to pivot upon my hind tendons, before coming to rest facing the filly again, the same hard scowl that I had before present, the hatred seeping into my marbled lanterns.
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Post by lynx'' on Aug 12, 2008 7:06:26 GMT -5
c o c a i n e
Sweet child of mine..
Licking my bloody muzzle as i felt the liquid drip down it, i scowled. Dam you spirit. I shook my skull, and closed my eyes. My breathing returning back to normal as i felt the darkness in me slowly fade away, until next time anyways.
Snapping my harks back and twisting my fragile frame around, i scowled even more as my chocolate orbs rested on another. A colt, invading my personal space, how dare he. And talk to me? I opened my jaw to speak, but snapped it shut again, after showing glinted white ivories to the intruder. A low growl escaped my kissers. Who are you? I snapped, my tone annoyed and firm, i hammered my hooves into the ground and flicked my stumpy tail. Snorting, i tossed my head again and took a few steps towards him, my neck arched in the way only arabians could, arched so much it gently bumped against my breast.
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Post by `anntho on Aug 12, 2008 7:17:03 GMT -5
radon that deafening voice As she spoke a my scowl changed to a bemused smirk. Go on, push her neck down, she doesn't deserve to present like that. The annoying little gnat buzzed in my mind, the scowl returning as I looked down to the filly, naturally being of a colt, I was more sound and masculine, where as she was delicate and flouncy. "Shuddup you little wench." My tones snapped harshly, not towards the filly but the voice still buzzing about in my head, ah, that was better, it had left me alone for the moment, now perhaps I could concentrate on the task before me. My tail lashed against my pelt roughly, much more longer than hers, a trait from my austrian warmblood heritage. Flickering my ears forward to her, I caught what she was saying, perhaps I should be kind enough to tell her, but no, not without putting her itno her place first. "Well, princess. It's Radon if your highness must know." There was that famous dark humor almost every neutral possessed and he was no exception. Noticing her now finely arched I stepped forward, pushing my shoulder against the part of her neck I could reach. "Settle down now, you'll hurt yourself." Wow, my day was just full of teasing, not the best way to make friends, eh?
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Post by lynx'' on Aug 12, 2008 7:32:18 GMT -5
c o c a i n e
hush now, don't you cry..
I cocked my tiara to one side when he spoke, was he pocessed too? I smirked, he must be, replying to little voices in his head that threatened to take over. I flicked my harks forward for just a second as he spoke, his tones filling my ears, and leaking through my body.
I licked at my muzzle again, lapping up my blood, my soft tongue grazed over the open wound and i flinched slightly i stepped one step closer to him and smirked, the edges of my mouth twitching slightly. And why.. I flicked my tail and walked up close to him Would a dark colt such as youself care if i hurt myself? I asked, him, extending my neck and nipping him on the shoulder firmly. And why are you here? I added, my snappy tone returning.
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Post by `anntho on Aug 12, 2008 7:50:15 GMT -5
radon don't turn off As her ivories grazed my shoulder, the fleash twitched. I returned the gesture at the base of her man, tugging the strands, not gingerly, but not roughly either. "Perhaps. The neutral colt, is intrigued by you." My smirk returned, this time an amused one, not a cocky one. Again I had been mistaken for a dark, which I did not mind all that much, being as it only proved I had a nasty attitude. Stepping forward to repeat her actions my breast bumped against hers, my head upheld as to not butt our heads together, rewaken my voice and reopening her wound. As I looked down to her, my ivories found there way to her forelock to tug at it firmly, exhaling carbon across her poll.
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Post by lynx'' on Aug 12, 2008 7:58:49 GMT -5
c o c a i n e
I'm your favourite baby girl..
I smirked again when he spoke, and flicked my tail. Ahh, and what would a neutral be wanting with a dark? I asked him, ugh, i couldn't beleive he wasn't a dark. My hrks snapped back and i snorted sharply. Annoyed.
Enough chatting now girl, pop the question. do it, now. Don't make me come out, infact, wait, let me out, let me do it, let me kill him.
I shook my head violently No you moron, i can do it myself, go away. snorting, i pawed at the ground. And danced over to the colt. As he tugged at my mane and my forlock, i showed my ivories once more. Look colt, enough mucking around, now, you ahve as choice, choose to come with me, be a follower, or i kill you. Snorting, i stepped away from him, as not to rush him into anything, but the darkness inside me pushed me forward, making my jaw open and lock upon his neck. Again, i backed up, and waited for him to reply.
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Post by `anntho on Aug 12, 2008 8:06:12 GMT -5
radon And i'm still the schizo boy, by your demon side As I noticed her diappointment the voice back inside my head started to chuckle, blocking at her first words, but I caught the last, how not with her latched to my neck. "Now deary. No need to be harsh, Of course I'll come with you." I smirked, what better way to overrun MA than with two crazy foals and a whole mess of other that where scared to death of them. Flicking my own tail lightly I pulled at her mane yet again, taunting, teasing, before my own ears flickered back, another scowl crossing my features. Very well my boy, the way to rule a place, pick alliances. Keep her at your side, she'll make good use. For once, good advice from the annoying gnat in my head. "Where to first princess?" And from that I decided, was her pet name, and she'd be called that by me for all eternity.
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Post by lynx'' on Aug 12, 2008 9:05:41 GMT -5
c o c a i n e
I'm your favourite baby girl..
A smirk played across my lips when he spoke, excellent..I surged forward and pulled his mane, First, we will go back to taunting marshes, the place where i reside for this moment in time. With my mother and father. They would be pleased i had found my first follower. I would rule the whole of midnight acres one day, and everyone knew it..
Excellent work my darling, you have done well, your first follower, now, grab a couple more soon, then we can attack. But for that, you must let me out, let me out cocaine..
I shook him off, he was staying right where he was, in my head, no way was i going to release him. I turned back to Radon, and signaled for him to follow me. Now, you have agreed to be my follower, you will stay with me for eternity, serve me, and act unnder all of my orders. I spoke, but it wasn't my voice that rang out, it was his, the dark spirit inside my soul.
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Post by `anntho on Aug 12, 2008 11:20:24 GMT -5
radon And i'm still the schizo boy, by your demon side As she spoke to me and beconed me after her, I picked up the demon hush behind her words. Now, promise her boy. The gnat inside my head cooed and nudged at my mental stability. "But of course princess." I remarked, before placing myself at her side, lifting my head to murmur into her head. "You and me princess, we'll rule the world." A sly smirk present on my features before I relaxed my head back down to the position that I felt comfortable, off to her home it was, and she could lead, all I would do, was fallow and being my nasty self.
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