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Post by generalchaos on Dec 3, 2006 9:46:19 GMT -5
::Constellation Blue has long since left the path and stumbled upon a new land. She slid to a stop and casted her ebony obs at the sight of the ruins and the church. She shook her long slender blue hear and tried to shake off the feeling of uncertainty. She started walking toward the church the feeling getting stronger with each step. Stangly enough this place reminded her of home. Everyone else thought humans had been completely wiped out decades ago but she knew that was different.:: "but now they are truely gone..." ::she thought bitterly to herself. She continued to explore the new land she stumble upon::
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Post by generalchaos on Dec 3, 2006 14:02:05 GMT -5
:: Hours go by and she still has yet to run into another equine. She know becomes fully relaxed by the fact that this land might be abandoned. Her sleet grey hooves stir up dust as she makes her way slowly to the one place she truely has yet to search, the church. Blue looks around now feeling the nervousness come back, but she tosses her hair up high and desends into the church.::
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Post by Darkstar on Dec 4, 2006 13:36:46 GMT -5
Echoing sounds resonate within the church, the eerie silence broken by the pace of the stranger. The beast stood silent within, hidden from sight, nares gently releasing bursts of air, stealthy and soft. Pools seethed with darkness, the kind that smothers you, chokes you with is solid power. Well framed bod remained tense, statuesque. He was the hunter, slowly stalking his prey....aiming for the blow. This one was pretty, and brazen....unusual...and stupid.
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Post by generalchaos on Dec 4, 2006 16:43:12 GMT -5
::Constallation Blue trotted down a darken hallway not really knowing if this path in the seemly dark will take her back outside. She kind of can't remember which way she came into the abandoned church and at this point like any normal female would, she was beginning to panic. She started feeling as if she was being watched and started cantering along the hallway. She came to an abrupt halt when she realized that the hallway led to a branch off.::
"Hello is anyone there?"
::the now quite anxious mare said into the dense and dark air. She peered down each side of the hallways very uncertain.::
"Which way should I go?" ::the unaware mare asked herself out loud most likely to calm her nerves.::
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Post by Darkstar on Dec 5, 2006 0:12:17 GMT -5
Hello, is anyone there? The sound of a sweet song ...questions meant to soothe the troubled mind. The femme stood nervously at the crossroads, uncertain. Hidden creature remained unseen, cold pools remained on her frame, watching her movements. Hungry were his eyes, burning with his hated desire. He silently pondered when he would make himself known...
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Post by wayward on Dec 5, 2006 11:20:37 GMT -5
Hell never looked
Flints dug deep into the ground as the femme moved in the land known as the Ruins. She had been alone for most of her travels. Sweat had begun to form, little droplets clustered around her pistons, and the top of her back. They would roll slowly down her barrel of her towers, almost tickling her as they went. The femmora's hide was stained a dark and dappled grey, and she was proud to wear it. Silverthorne was what most considered beautiful, but she shrugged it off. Her head was finely sculpted, as if by and artist, boa the perfect length to carry her head high. Body was lean and fit, muscles certainly there, but not prominent and bulging. Pillars were not too long, and thicker than would be expected. Silverthorne was one that could run for days on end without a rest, and that was what she was proud of.
She was also proud of her mind. Silverthorne was a dark, sure. None could disagree with that. But she was a different kind of dark. She was one that did not let her hatred seethe through her voice, nor control her actions wholly. Yes, her hatred and anger fueled her actions, but did not control them. She was a planner, not an impulsive horse. The bruja was also a great fighter, and her own number of slaughters in her lands. She'd left those lands because she became tired of them quickly. Now she was here, in search of....Well, she didn't know what she was searching for. But she figured here would be a good place to start.
Silverthorne cantered quietly up to the other femmora. They were in a small structure that had long since been abandoned, and Silverthorne assumed it to have been a church. Orbs cast around, searching the place, mind committing everything to memory. The two femmes stood near where the altar would have been. Without waiting for the other's reply to presence, Silverthorne spoke. Her tone was a mysterious one, and this time, dripping with sarcasm. She told the other bruja,
Do you really expect that Filth does not know you're here? I knew it the second I entered the lands, and I don't own, nor know them very well.
She told the vix this, the turned her boa slightly, facing near where Filth was hiding. Silverthorne did not know his exact location, but nares scented him near by, and auds heard him drawing his breaths. Orbs had yet to see him, but she knew he was there. She spoke again, this time to the forest,
Come out now Filth. I know where you lay stalking us.
so good.
ooc-please tell me if you don't want me to posteh here!
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Post by generalchaos on Dec 5, 2006 18:03:06 GMT -5
::Blue spooked slightly at the persence of another mare. She turned her shaken and confused orbs to glance at the other mare. She did not know of this Filth person the other mare spoke off and asked inquizzitivly.::
"Who is the Filth you speak of, I do not know of him? I'm truely a stranger to these lands and I have traveled far."
::The young and ever growing anxious mare glanced at the other waiting for a response that she knew was going to be dripping of sarcasm. She couldn't help she was in a stange new land that was so much like her old one. She realized most of her ignorance probably gave from being born in captivity with the shocking remaining humans that were thought to be dead decades no centuries ago, yet she knew the last set her free because they were the last and going to die soon. So here she was thousands of miles away from her real home in a rotting version of it. She grew curious as to why the other mare called out to the Filth person. Was it true he was here?::
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Post by wayward on Dec 7, 2006 15:18:53 GMT -5
Hell never looked
Silverthorne turned her boa a bit towards the other bruja now. She gazed at her with her twin duos, trying to decide if she was genuinely clueless, or just a very large idiot. After a moment's contemplation, she decided it was a little bit of both. Orbs laughed silently at this other one, for she was truly clueless. Silverthorne was newer to the area, but she was not going to scream it to the heavens! God no! Certain things about you you kept to yourself. Silverthorne sighed a bit, a gentle puff emitted from in between her kissers. She was deciding on what to say. Finlay, she told the bruja,
Ah, femme, this equine of which I speak is the tyrant and ruler of the very ground you stand upon. As for you being new, well, don't get lost.
Silverthorne gave her the advice, the turned both boa and dial back to the woods. Auds knew that they had heard something not a moment before. Filth was in here, she knew. Orbs sought him out. Cool, dry air nipped at her hocks, but Silverthorne was oblivious to it. She muttered to herself,
Come out, come out, where ever you are.
She waited for Filth to show himself, or for the other fae to make another useless comment.
so tempting
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Post by Darkstar on Dec 8, 2006 15:01:59 GMT -5
Ah...another femme. How...interesting... Filth mused in his silence. Slowly he crept forth, columns stepping high in utmost charm, dial holding a most curious mask about it. Serpentine curved elegantly upward, the dark beauty he emitted was so very entrancing, the exotic toxin that were words poured forth from velvet muzzle...
" Ello ladies. What brings you before me?"
No violence sounded in the poisonous undertones, he was merely being playful at the moment. Pools were warm, unusually warm. Like smoldering charcoal after the fire has died.
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Post by wayward on Dec 8, 2006 15:15:18 GMT -5
Hell never looked Duos flickered to the part where Filth lay. Orbs saw him as he came forth, almost prancing. Towers turned her so she was facing Filth more now. Boa became arched, perfectly sculpted dial turning towards him. Ah, he was playing with them was he? No problem with that. None at all. The air he gave off was, near intoxicating, but not quite. None the less, Silverthorne's mask did soften a bit as she replied as sweet as her tone could get,
Fate perhaps.
A near flirty look had come about Silverthorne. At the moment her chassis gave off the sweat inviting smell of a femmora near or in heat. That scent mixed with her usually pleasant one created something nares could not refuse. Banner lifted lightly as a cold wind snapped at their bodies. It had very little affect on Silverthorne, who's own orbs had turned sultry. She might like this p[lace after all....
so inviting
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Post by generalchaos on Dec 8, 2006 20:06:40 GMT -5
::Blue looked at the stallion who came forth. She looked at the other mare and noticed her reaction to the stallion was that of seduction? maybe lust? Blue didn't know what she felt toward the mare or the stallion. She gave the stallion an glance over, her ebony orbs looking him over hurriedly. She tossed her blue head and replied to the stallions question.::
"A chance meeting. I'm merely traveling. What is this knowelege to you good sir?"
::she spoke slightly accented from the other mare. She tossed her blue head up to shake her long blackish blue frock out of her ebony eyes::
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Post by Darkstar on Dec 9, 2006 12:11:54 GMT -5
"Fate? That would explain how two doves such as yourselves come to my nest, wouldn't it?"
Flutes flickered to the blue roan femme, her song gently twirling into the twin towers. Pools shifted to gaze to her. A grin pulled at the corners of his maw, sweet words pouring forth...
"This knowledge is everything, dove. It helps me learn a bit more about you. Traveling, eh? Where from, if I may inquire?"
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Post by generalchaos on Dec 9, 2006 20:23:32 GMT -5
::Blue was uncertain if she should tell the stallion anything. She noticed it seemed like he was trying to persuade them to stay and something would happen if they said no. Blue decided she would play the stallions gave a little longer. She answered uncertainly::
"I do not remember exactly where I come from. I only remember that I was taken care of by a small group of humans who owned my family and I. Then something happened and all of them but one disappeared and he set my family and I free. I'm all that is left of my family since I was only a foal when that happened. But sir, that's unimportant now isn't it?"
::Blue turned her slender blue head and casted a quizzlical glance at the stallion. She tossed her head to once again remove her frock from her eye. She didn't trust either horse enough to have her hair blind her to any problems from either other equine. Especially the stallion, even though she did admitt he was very attractive.::
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Post by Darkstar on Dec 10, 2006 12:20:52 GMT -5
Humans...how interesting
The smile wavered from his facade, the mention of people churned his blood. He gathered himself and once again spoke...
"Aye, but it is important, dove. It tells me where your origins are...and what kind of knowledge you possess. But, in any case, why would you be traveling through the dark realm of equines?"
Attention once more shifted to the other, she seemed a bit smitten by our lovely Filth. He neared her, pools warm and inviting. A grin played across ebon' lips, and handsome lyrics were sounded.
"As for you, Fair Maiden, it seems you are a bit inquisitive. Why do you seem so charmed, dove?"
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Post by wayward on Dec 10, 2006 14:55:03 GMT -5
Hell never looked Mask was sexy and sultry for the moment. Silverthorne had been spoiled when it comes to brutes, for she always got who she wanted. But perhaps it was time to play hard to get. Orbs stayed sultry, but maw turned into a mischievous grin as auds received his words. His attention had been turned towards the other bruja, had it now? That would need to change surely. For this femmora, it seemed, had no clue what she was doing.
Wind curled up around Silverthorne, bringing her the scent of the brute. Ah, so he was awaiting to mate was he now? Ever heard of perfect timing? Branches rustled beneath the darker sky as polar winds blew. Now the tyrant stiffened. Ah so perhaps humans be his only fear? Every equine had one, and Silverthorne was good at finding them. 'Twas part of her mission infact, yes it was...
Auds swiveled as the copper czar spoke to her. He wanted to know the source of her attraction did he? Well he'd get his answer surely. Tone was not as sweet now, more mystery was included now as she spoke to him,
Because this is how you choose to perceive my actions.
so exciting
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