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Post by [ k o i ] on Oct 27, 2006 17:03:45 GMT -5
emotions run high.
duos melted back as the moon-washed one vociferated at the contessa, muzzle tucked in slightly as he persisted at the mare. though utterly suprised at the moon-washed doings, he slightly abet with it, for the dame [to koi] had been a bit lost.
lenses flickered to and fro, watching the mare, then moon-washed. back and forth, back and forth.
bante flickered, a small wave of breeze tickled at his aigrette causing it to dance subdualy in the on comming turbulant. dome faced away from the two, turning toward his barrel, kissers peeled back from his ivorns as he soothed an itch. one pinions became aire-borne as he did so.
bordom increased as he stood there, waiting to be addressed as he had closed in on the two equise. nostrils expanded and collasped, taking oxygen in exhaling carbon dioxide.
a forepinion thrust forth as he ran his dome along it, pretending to itch his poll. finally he realized, what bordom really was...
duos singled in on the moon-washed and the mare, listening to their conversation and just wishing one of them would make their point. though he was fasinated the way moon-washed worked, he was powerful, agressive to some extent, then you have the mare, equally stubborn, with a tinge of lust, or maybe it was zeal. who cared.
as he watched, he began to trace every little detail this land brought to behold. twas interesting.
living in your world. couldnt understand.
[moon-washed is you rotunda, because koi doesnt know your name he refers that to you, i hope you dont' mind, though once he learns who you are he will address you as that.]
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Post by ntra on Oct 27, 2006 18:56:33 GMT -5
Navy wachted this strange stallion, wishing hse could see what he was saying {hint :: kix ur writing}
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Post by [ k o i ] on Oct 27, 2006 19:27:15 GMT -5
love is such a fine lie.
goose flesh pricked at his vellum as he felt another's stare upon his back, nervousness over came him, a rapid shake convulsed the russet equine. tawny lenses flickered over the two equines, first to moon-washed then to the contessa, she was the one whom had persuade him with the looks.
blades gave a bit of a shrug before he detoured aft. still wary from her looks, neb twitched as the aroma of the three of them mixed, it was indeed a putrid perfume.
bante whisked again at his gaunt sides, ridding himself of the goose flesh. aigrette lunged forward as bow and dome flung down, muzzle brushed the sage sea, ivorns plucked at it, blades of plot hung loosely from his jowls.
the rhythmic munching of the russet fell solemnly over the terrain, lenses now fell upon the contessa. though it wasn't' really a glare he stood motionless, duos erect, neb flickering with movement now and again. watchfully.
lenses then flicked to moon-washed, the brutes vocals arose, addressing russet for his being. vocals found themselves as vocabulary poured out, stateing his brand.
i be koi bruthen. and you? who might you be?
lenses audited at moon-washed, content upon what he might have to say. mealy muzzle twitched every great while, proving his bordom.
why, why do you have such piercing eyes contessa? they go right through one. the russet thought this halcyon as he stared at the she, dome fell loosely horizontal and one pinion lay idly cocked. restful? no, just not into this.
another wuffling sound emitted boardly from the russet, tired lenses took a glance at moon-washed, snow-laid pelt effortlessly stood out among the three, compared to russets' coat, that was gold. lower jaw slowly moved this way and that as he emitted a yawn. though still weary, for the goose flesh was still there.
try as you might, but you cant' find me.
[i fixed it, it seems really huge now, i havent been doing anything to it {no sub text or teletype} nothing like that.]
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Post by ntra on Oct 27, 2006 19:30:09 GMT -5
^ i cant read a word....there no snese in u playing if we cant read it ^
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Post by ntra on Oct 27, 2006 19:37:31 GMT -5
thats fine! ....lol....lets RP ^^
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Post by ntra on Oct 29, 2006 14:05:30 GMT -5
""I am Navy"" She replid. Looking at this stallion for awhile but then walked away a distance, diping her head down to enjoy a few blades of grass.
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Post by [ k o i ] on Oct 29, 2006 14:28:42 GMT -5
stalking the night.
brow rose as the mare addressed no one, lenses worked their way over the contessa, tracing her every feature. inquiry came to russet as he watched the petticoat drop her dome and eat, she had spoken to him, right?
lenses glanced at moon-washed for seconds, then followed back over to the she. not wanting to start a quarrel between the three he gave a humble bow and went back to his original stance.
neb flickered as the aroma of the she floated to his air passages, try as he might he couldn't rid himself of her aroma. duos flicked back as he thought solemnly to himself, how foolish i was to let this get to my head. lenses glanced past the threesome and over to the wastelands, maw lowered as his poll rubbed against his crimson pinion, tawny eyes glowered at the thought he had.
bante fluttered as another turblent over came the group, a boisterous sound came as the tempest ran through the terrain. a cackle of branches followed a low thud. tis probably a fox or a foolish bird, nothing to worry myself over. right? russet thought.
steely muzzle grazed his leg, followed by a grunt as he nipped at the sage. ivorns plucked at the plot of land, nibbling, appendages moved slowly aft, lenses watched the equinrd intently.
farewell?
russet guessed that it would be his last resort, he hadnt inched back more than a foot before he realized what he was doing. aigrette was cast into the atmos as a ratherly large shake over came russet.
i think its time i say goodbye ole you when love is true?
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Post by ntra on Oct 29, 2006 15:52:00 GMT -5
Navy looked at this weird stallion. ""Yes, i was tallking to you. What is your name, and what allince are you?.""Then, she too heard a noise. ""What was that?Navy was always afrid of things like this. Growing up on her own, she dreaded the times she had to fight off things coming to get her. She spooked and jumps closer to the new stallion, wanting reassurence this was nothing to be afrid of. Happy that she was with a stallion who might fight off anything that would try to harm them. What am i afrid of? Tis probably nothing.
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Post by [ k o i ] on Oct 29, 2006 16:09:24 GMT -5
love draws attention, it heals the pain.
duos flickered as the contessa advanced closer to him, neb flared at her adjacentness. bante swished in nervousness, he hadnt' expected her to come this close.
brow arose, her inquiry reached his duos, facade shook as vocalization arose from the russet, hadnt she already learned his epithet? apparently not. lenses glanced to her, her ocular, a colossal amount of secrets seemed to hide there.
aye navy, i be koi, i am neutral, more so leaning toward dark, and you? what might they label you fem?
a grin plastered his mealy muzzle, duos trudged forth, waiting for a reply from her. neb made a rather loud wuffleing sound, vocalization rung out again,
and that sound, twas probably just a foolish fox or bird, fear not.
left back pinion cocked as relaxation fell upon him, lenses watched the other two, content that he, russet, had made some acquaintances, if moon-washed didnt' shun him from their 'band' of three. a sigh emitted.
boa flexed as the russet streached at standing there for too long, dome arose and tucked as the strech prolonged their converse. another yawn excaped.
and here i am, waiting for you.
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Post by ntra on Oct 29, 2006 16:13:56 GMT -5
I am also somewhat nuetral. but moreso leaning toward Light. Sir Filth has already labled me Folish, and maby he's right. Navy looked at these two, theb turned back to Koi. She wachted his every move. Navy held her head up hight and pawed the ground as she awaited a reply.
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Post by [ k o i ] on Oct 29, 2006 16:27:33 GMT -5
so different, yet the same.
lenses met hers, fulfilled with nothing more than something that the russet couldnt' read. foolish girl eh? sir filth? ha, it seems as if this is out of a novel... maybe that is my life, a novel indeed. he thought, lenses came back to meet the horizon.
navy, you see, that was a foolish question of i, for even though we are so different, we are yet the same. you are not foolish, just maybe a tad too lustrous, or zealous, but not foolish, do not believe filth, let him be the foolish one.
the orange globe had peeked from behind a mountain, twas close to twilight, the sun would be setting soon, night would be upon the threesome, that would mean the creatures of the night would be at their peek of hunting. duos flicked back as he saw the dusky atmosphere, indeed night would be upon them.
lenses veered toward the terrain they stood on, it was barren, there was nothing here but lost souls and rubbish, nothing was ever meant to live here for long. a low grunt emitted, pinions shifted weight, he was uncomfortable around her, she was too overwhelming... or was it that maybe... no it wasnt'.
kissers parted as dome swong around and ran across a tawny pelt, an itch provoked him. whiskery muzzle twitched as a smile toyed at his kissers, he couldnt help himself. twas all the contessas' doings.
night crawls upon us, the creatures hunt.
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Post by R.hythms on Oct 30, 2006 15:04:05 GMT -5
Trust Your Instincts
Jewels swiveled in their sockets as his vision surveyed the pair's motions. An inaudible snort echoed throughout nasal caverns as a solitary flintlock scoured the landscape. Time, he had not for foolish games. Pistons churned beneath his massive bulk propelling him forth and a simple trice - beat. Corpse was expelled toward the extending horizon gradually gaining elevation before halting his trek. Gaze again swept the terrain dancing over the pair. Hind - extensions propelled his carcass toward the atmosphere as fore - legs pawed relentlessly at the stained carbons reveling his distaste of the opposite sex. Only the skilled could change his opinion.
They Are Usually Right
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Post by [ k o i ] on Oct 31, 2006 20:59:48 GMT -5
now looking back, mistakes are made, i now regret ever coming here, though it is just so, i have ended up in between this fight, how foolish of i...
dome flung around to view moon-washed, lenses flickered over to his 'waltz'. there was no reason for him to leave, lenses flickered back to navy, then to moon-washed; for he hadnt' yet obtained his brand. pinions gave a bit of a yearning to leave, but what would that do? increase his chance to be scorned and laughed at? probably.
mealy mouth brushed against his russet pelt, duos flicked to and fro with undecidedness. brow furrowed as he continued gazing at the other stallion.
turning his dome back to its original stance, russet thought if moon-washed wishes to make himself a darkened one, let it be, his attention should be grabbed after this though... a smirk appeared upon russets features, haunches bulged as he did a one-eighty turn, now facing moon-washed direction.
pinions brought themselves so he was directed in the other stallions path, hoof-prints were visible as he traced them to where moon-washed stood...
as if russet was a foolish colt again, fore-pinions arose from the earthen loam, discs scared the crispen oxygen. vocalization rolled from his steely muzzle, an imitation indeed.
once stabilized upon the ground, a bugle was given, lenses bore toward moon-washed as if this was a game, which, to russet, it was; indeed this would be the last foolish move that would ever be given to an elder. once more, a smirk crawled across russets' mealy muzzle, lenses hid many things, this was one that they did not.
angry, eh sire? havent' any time to waste within this terrain, too good for it? oh, but of course your too good, who would waste any time in a land filled with rubbish? well have a good day, may the fallen ones be with you...
no harm was meant, this was more of a more physical converse between the two stallions, moon-washed was free to do anything he please with this terrain and the mare... he could have both if he wishes.
a tad bit of guilt and fear held him back, he knew he shouldnt' have said that much, though it was all in good fun shall we say, though russet was pretty sure that once moon-washed hears him, there would probably be a dispute... a ratherly large one. duos flickered back as the last of his speech flew out to evaporate from the existence, neb inhaled deeply as that was a bit lengthly.
lenses flickered to the brute, waiting. waiting for him to recognize the words that floated from the russets kissers, waiting for what would happen.
all in good fun moon-washed, all in good fun. though obviously the hastily ones cant' decipher the whispers.
i smirk, you cry, i love, you die.
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Post by [ k o i ] on Oct 31, 2006 21:06:55 GMT -5
[ooc][dont' kill me, lol, koi is only playing rhymes... cause hes a silly silly boy...]
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Post by R.hythms on Nov 1, 2006 15:31:43 GMT -5
Calling All Demons
Serpinetine descended allowing a stained mug acess to the vegetation but enamals resided from grasping the nutrition from its roots. Twins rotated allowing the russet's soundwaves acess to the interior drums releacing waves toward is crainum. A snort echoed about through inner caverns before exterminating inself in the littered carbons. Tolorance remained at a high as skull ascended allowing the azure jewels a gaze of the opposing tyrant. Gaze bore upon the russet with a slight intencity allowing vision of his patience. It, true, was not on a low but it was possible for a rapid decline. Vocal cords realeced alto tuned lyrics but also portraying little emotions. I suggest you believe of me as one who has no respect for nature? The geo had been traverced many times over by this tyrant. A sneer filtered about chiseled features awaiting the responce for this inexperienced tyrant poised before him. Gaze remained penetratingas if requesting a responce from the soul of the russet one.
Calling All Angels
|ooc| -giggles- Maybe I could keep Round at bay ^-^
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