( FINAL call! ) (open)

[lynx'']

KETAMINE

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'Cuse me.
do you know
where the dealers are?
I mean, can you get me high?
What mate? You've lost the f.ucking plot...

Splash. Splash Splash. The repetitive soft sound of the waves lapping up onto the shore and over my hooves, leaving them a shiny grey colour. Splash. Splash. Splash. My gaze was carried down to the water as it seemed to turn rougher than before. Green eyes were reflected from the water as i stared down into the 'mirror' I looked almost insane, but really; i wasn't. Splash. Splash Splash. I jumped backward, startled as the waves rushed up my legs. The ice cold sea water making me gasp slightly, allowing a soft blow down my nostrils, i retreated from the waters edge, now wary of the stronger waves. I circled around, tail swaying gently from side to side, once again, looking out along the horizon at the setting sun; the ending of yet another wasted day.

My shining silver frame shuddered as the wind picked up, casting some sand particles around my wet hooves. Green opticals retreated from the stare and brow furrowed, narrowing my pools to slits as the dying sun blinded me. With fresh wind, came fresh scents, and i lowered my black tipped muzzle to the sandy ground, inhaling ever so carefully as not to choke myself with sand. Nicotine had been here. As time prgressed, we found ourselves spending less time together. In a way, it was a good thing. I needed a herd, two mares so i could challenge for a land, and she needed security; however, twins often held special defects, neither of us could explain it, yet we always had a way of finding eachother...

Tossing my cranium sideways, i sidestepped and made haste to the sheltered area. The caves that were neatly tucked away in the edge of the beach. Everything seemed louder here, the echoing sound of the waves rumbled down the narrow tunnel; i peered down, snorting loudly at the musky scent and once again, startling myself. I walked forward to the entrance of the cave, looking up at a loner beach tree that was slowly dying, i trotted forward, my frame almost gliding with movement.. Curling my silver based frame around the trunk, i gazed once more ut to the sea; already, the waves were growing, the wild waters becoming rougher by the minute. The wind changed direction, and with it, i was brought the to the concern of hushed voices. Stepping out of the shelter, i peered right, and for sure, two old mares stood in deep conversation, the bigger one scented me, looked my way and snorted, her harks pressing back into her skull before she nipped at the other and hurried off. With a stressed sigh, i walked back to the loner tree, quite fasinated that it was here.

Character: Ketamine
Status: complete
Word Count: 482
Comments: He needs mares really, but open to anyone xP


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[moxygurl♥]

The scent of salt drifted through black nasal cavities. Salt meant sand and sand meant a desert. Right? no wait, it meant an uh-beach? Yea that was it a beach. Oooh a beach! Ebony orbs light up with delight at the thought of the ocean, with its foamy waves and dampened shores. Audatives perked up as the sound of crashing waves soon drifted too her. Rapture was in her completely blissful state of mind. Everything was ‘hunky dory’ and ‘peachy keen’ at the moment.

The fae let out a squeal of glee, as her front limbs raised slightly above the ground. hind quarters launched the mustang into forward motion. A smooth lope carried her lightly painted bodice down towards the water. The closer the mare got the slower her pace became. Black banner rose into the air, and her nose dropped to be an inch or so away from the sand. As a wave crawled its way up the beach, the vixen snorted at the water and shied away from the engulfing liquid.

Was she afraid of water? She didn’t remember. But she did know that the weather was cold and therefore the water would be cold. And no one liked to be cold. Well at least she didn’t like to be cold. As the wave retreated back down the shore, the dun mare followed close behind and struck a dagger into the earth challenging the water to try to touch her again. And once more the harsh waves clambered up the beach.

The belle lifted her front end and pivoted on her right hind pillar and leapt away from the intrusive water. Simultaneously back legs kicked out towards the body of water, as a screech escaped the mouth. Once further up the shoreline and away from the wetness, Rapture froze. Completely forgetting why she was here. How’d she get here? Oh great. Well now she was stuck. Thorns quickly swiveled about trying to see who or what else was in the area. She noted two elder matrons galloping away, but there was another sense in the air. Oh, a boy! Dark pools instantly began darting about to find this said stud.

Finally she spotted him wrapped around the trunk of a tree. The filly’s neck arched as she pranced towards him. It was getting dark, but equines had a great sense of night vision. A short distance away her corpse halted. Muzzle extended slightly towards the other animal. “Hiyas!... Whatchya doin’?” her childlike lyrics drifted away from her. She was intently curious as to why he was out here all by his lonesome self.

Words: 436

[Nevaeh]

Florence
Gentle as a flower

Trotting along in the snow cover parts of the beautiful land, Mr ice had grabbed the trees that were shinning in the sky, and covered them in a blanket of ice, while Mr snow had came down upon the earth and covered her in a lovely cold blanket of snow. As my hazel orbs looked around then I noticed that I was nowhere need my old home, bringing myself to a halt lowering my crown down I began to sniff at the snow covered grass to get a scent, then a scents came flooding though and into my nares of different types of horses.Estranho

Turning my whole body around I then began to canter over in the area, as my light colored hooves touched upon a soft sand, as I looked around I noticed that the sea was rough but I did not mind that. As I slowly walked over the beach area, hazel orbs looked out of the rough seaside, Este lugar é lindo, mas onde é esse lugar?

Standing still while I watched the sea crashing back and forth against the sharp rocks, soon different but faint scents started flowing into my nares, making me turn my body around, as my hazel orbs then saw two horses, as I slowly made my way over towards them I then deiced I knew that a lot of horses knew English but I knew English, Welsh, and my first Portuguese. Olá, sou Flossieas my lyrics came out, I gave a smile thinking to myself that most would not understand what I had just said.

Sharp as a Sting

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Nevvy's Notes
Horse: Florence aka Flossie
Muse good
Comment: She mainly speaks Portuguese when she is nervous, but she can speak and understand English.

[lynx'']

KETAMINE

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'Cuse me.
do you know
where the dealers are?
I mean, can you get me high?
What mate? You've lost the f.ucking plot...

Green opticals lifted from staring at the ground as a fresh female scent came wafting into my flared nostrils. i squinted slightly, the day coming to an end, making it harder to see as the sun disappeared over the horizon. I gave a soft whinny as the mare began walking toward me. She spoke, her loud lyrics exciting me slightly. there had only been Nicotine and the small filly to talk to over the few weeks. Silver audits tipped forwards, and giving the dun mare a sweet smile, i stepped forward, extending my muzzle out to touch her neck gently. "Hello! ... not much, just waiting here for something to happen i guess. What about you?" I asked her, retreating and giving her some space incase the mare was freaked out by my 'coltish' behaviour. But judging by her loud, confident words, i took a simple guess that she was young too. "I'm Ketamine, whats your name, miss?" I asked, licking my lips, the salt had harded on them, leaving a tangy taste on my taste buds.

I gave a soft snort, dipping my skull to nose at the sand, over turning the first layer, only to reveal a small crab. Cranium shot into the air and a short squeal escaped my lips as the tiny creature nipped at my muzzle. With a smart flick of my hoof, i tossed the crab into the distance, unharmed of course. If it was something i was good at, it was listening to others. And i would never forget the conversation i had had with Alix, the small filly who was so into nature it made me wonder...My gaze landed upon the dun beauty once mroe. I sudied her for some time, unaware that i was looking at her. Only when i heard the sound of a non-english voice did i snap out of it, looking away from the dun mare quickly, and casting my gaze upon a nicely patterned other. "Uh- hi there, Flossie? Do you speak english? I'm Ketamine..." I spoke to her with an almost childish voice, after all, i was only three and i wanted to enjoy my life, not get wrapped up in commitments whilst i was young. There was no harm in being like i was, was there?

Character: Ketamine
Status: complete
Word Count: 457
Comments: you two, i am absolutly SO SO sorry for the wait, just everytime i went to reply, something came up, like my horses broke out or i needed to go to town...*hides* hopefully though, this post is okay, i spent alot of time on it to make it up to you xD


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[moxygurl♥]

Everything was all smiles and giggles. Thorns flickered as she heard his soft nicker. Well at least he was friendly. The sweet smile upon her muzzle only grew as he stepped forward to nudge his nose against her nape. Playfully she reached down to nip at the point of his shoulder. A musical giggle phased through her lips. And she was just about to answer his question about what she was doing here when her mind went completely blank. What was she doing here? How’d she get here? Brows furrowed together as the minx’s mind tried to comprehend what was going on.

“Honestly, I have no idea what I’m doing here.” Was Rapture’s simple answer, her voice held a somewhat confused tone to it as the filly tried to place the pieces of the puzzle together. But the square just would not fit into the circle. Oh wells. “My name... oh its-uh… Rapture!” arching her tan colored Boa she smiled. “Yup Rapture… that’s Me.” as the colt bent his cranium down to pick at the sand, the fem did too. Curiosity taking over, but the dun quickly jumped back. Snorting she watched the crab scamper off with a ‘ooooh what’s that?’ look on her face.

Audatives swiveled about as they caught the sound of hoof beats coming closer. Black eyes quickly followed the ears as both senses fixated upon the approaching mare. Again the female’s features light up with delight. Oh more people! Yay! But that playful an innocent look dropped from her face as strange words sprouted from the other mare’s mouth. Eyes widened slightly and her jaw hung agape. One ear was tilted out to the side as the other was focused upon the bizarre speaking fae in that ‘what the…?’ kind of look. Shaking her head Rapture smiled again. “Hi!” the vixen voiced, beaming with excitement.

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[Nevaeh]

Florence
Gentle as a Flower

Auds flicked forward as I heard vocals, I was not at all surprised that they did not understand what I had said, well apart from my name. Porque é que todos falam Inglês?...Why does everyone speak English? shaking my crown which caused my mane to mostly lay on the right hand side of my strange colored neck, the rest of my mane lay on the left hand side of my neck. I have only know that my mum and dad spoke Portuguese, I just had to have a little chuckle at the faces they had pulled at what I had spoken to them. Eles têm sempre a puxar funny faces. The always have to pull funny faces.

Then my orbs caught the sight of the crab; I just gave a little snort that sent little white puffs of cloud into the air, Caranguejos sempre na forma. Crabs always get in the way. I knew that I would have to speak in English I would, but lets just see what else I can do. As my spotted chestnut crown lifted up towards the beautiful sky, I saw the beautiful luna trying to peek out from behind the tree at where I was looking. Hsconder e procurar para a Lua hoje à noite…Hide and seek for the luna tonight

Taking in a depth breath while I got my brain away from Portuguese thinking and into English speaking and thinking, now my lyrics came out Claro que falam Inglês, Português, mas é a minha primeira… that I just said it means. Of course I speak English, but Portuguese is my first.

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Sharp as a Sting

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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Flossie
Muse:idk
Comment: sweetie pie
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[lynx'']

KETAMINE

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'Cuse me.
do you know
where the dealers are?
I mean, can you get me high?
What mate? You've lost the f.ucking plot...

i beckoned the chestnut based mare over. Night was slowly crawling in now and as it was the middle of winter, i wanted to keep the two mares warm. Nostrils exhaled carbon calmy, taking in the sweet scent of the two faes'. "It's such an honor to meet you both, Rapture and Flossie. But times are hard, it would be dangerous for us to stay out here, perhaps we should venture to a nearby cave? Atleast for the night. when morning turns, i shall go and challenge for a land, that way, we can always be together and safe. Would you both be okay with that?" I asked the pair, with a gentle grin slapped upon my face, everything was happening so fast. I was fending for myself, surviving on my own...

Character: Ketamine
Status: complete
Word Count: 157
Comments: i had a 545 post, but then the pc crashed just before i posted it...museless now! next post will be better.


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[moxygurl♥]

After the other mare had revealed that she indeed spoke English is when Rapture’s mind began to wander just like it always does. Dark eyes focused in on a shore bird fluttering against the darkening sky and fighting the wind that was pushing the waves. Birdie! Black orbs then drifted over to the water. Oh look the ocean! Wait, we had been through this before. A thoughtful look crossed the dun face. Audatives then snapped back to the stallion as he spoke.

What was his name again? Don’t tell, its-uh Ketamine? And he had just said the other fae’s name. Flossie? Right? The mustang’s mind was like a newly wiped chalk board, nothing on it but dust, and the whispers of old notes and sketches. Darn. Then Ket said something about staying in a cave. Spooky. The filly’s façade light up at the thought of a new adventure. Well it wasn’t really an adventure, but with her imagination anything was possible. The colt was also saying something about getting a home, a piece of land. Something important like that. But it could wait till tomorrow. And by then she will have forgotten what he had said.

It was best for the feminine to just go with the flow an pretend like she knows what she’s doing. That’s how she got away with things back in her old herd. The herd? Hm wonder where they are? Oh well. Her opticals had been scanning the shore line for a place to call a safe haven till morning. She had spotted one that seemed big enough. Now it was wither or not the others would follow. Playfully the lightly tanned animal reached out her muzzle to nip at the other two before dashing off towards the orifice. “Race ya!” the fem shouted over her shoulder as the three beated lope carried the dun bodice away from them.

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Comments: Oh ouch. That much have sucked majorly. Computers are evil. Well your post was awesomes even with the issues you had. ^^

[Nevaeh]

]Florence
Gentle as a Flower

Lyrics came forward when I heard vocals coming towards my strange colored auds, pricked forward trying to catch what I could hear I was still fairly young and the best thing I like to do was play, and when I heard the other’s fae’s lyrics. Será que alguém dizer jogar?...Did someone say play? as I began to listen more carefully I heard what the words that the strange colored stallion was saying, and for once in my life I agreed to do something, Quais são os seus nomes novamente?...What are their names again? as my hazel orbs watched as the bright moon vanished behind the trees. I gave a little nod of my crown to show I was listening and agreed to what the stallion was saying, Ah eles são chamados de Cetamina e Rapture…Oh they are called Ketamine and Rapture.

As soon as I felt a playful nip against my strange dotted chestnut coat, it made me give a little giggle, I turned my strange colored body around, as soon as my hazel orbs saw the other mare gallop off. My muscles twitched underneath my strange colored skin, my legs went into a fast gallop after Rapture. Estou indo pegar você

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Nevvy’s Notes:
Horse: Flossie
Muse: idk about hers
Comment: Sweetie pie
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[lynx'']

*wiggles eyebrows* okay i'l go challenge