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Post by akela on Mar 24, 2007 20:22:16 GMT -5
 .double double toil and trouble.
.fire burn and cauldron bubble. Body slipped into Herdless unnoticed by all the other equids. Stained talons ripped through the dirt. Skull raised as the ashen witch kept her distance from those of the light side. A rough snort released carbon dioxide into the night air as the dark wench strode forth. Something caught her eye. Standing there before her was a stallion who thinks he could be tougher than she. If you haven't noticed Toxic is built like a stallion. Skull raised high as thorns flattened within her mangled mane. Body lifted upwards as she came crashing down upon the low life stallion. Crushing his skull to pieces. Pressing onwards she soon comes to a halt while two liquid pools scanned the horizon.
Ebony tassel flicked behind her muscled haunches roughly as she stands firmly into the dirt. Awaiting the arrival of some fiendish stallion to take her to his domain. More importantly it would be a dark. And not some low found light stallion. If one such as that tried to take her to his lands, Toxic Tears will rip him to shreds. Her mind brought this retched creature to the insanity. If a Dark stud so dares to try and mount her. Toxic will tear him to shreds. Or more importantly crush him to where he can't make foals. A devil sneer appeared upon her facade as twin towers sliced forwards awaiting the sound of something approaching. Nares flared waiting to catch the scent of a stallion..double double toil and trouble. .something w.i.c.k.e.d. : this way comes. |
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Post by karee28 on Mar 25, 2007 15:08:20 GMT -5
White Hurricane stampeded into the dark Lonley forest searching for mare of his likes. Hid daggers hit the soil making defined divets. He swirled his banner behind him and kept his dark pools on alert. Then he peirced the calm air with a loud roar and a reared high into the air making his famous big entrance. He was new to this country but knew he would become a legand here. His white wisps of mane circled his orbs making him look like a misty ghost rather then a forceful demon. Suddenly in the corner of his eye she noticed a dark mare that he did want to take the time to meet so he entered her domain and said in a harsh yet kind voice
M' Lady what is a pretty thing like you doing around here all alone? You need some company, a foul prince to protect you, fea, I am here in looks for a mare myself, are you interested?
He then backed off and waited for the harsh fae to answer him.
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Post by ||~Cruton~::Grey::|| on Mar 25, 2007 15:24:30 GMT -5
Come here and try to beat me
Just Come here and Taste your own defeat I had come to these lands to get a mare, what I saw was a wrench running into Lone Forest. I knew away she was herdless so I galloped on, my hooves casting a rythimic beat apon the ground. A smirk was spread wide across my features as I watched in amusement when that dark fea murdered that idiot stallion. A light, yeah, big surprise. All darks murder lights at least once a week. I again looked up at the fea, such a nice wrench, and another stag nearby, such a waste of flesh and bone on him. Again I lifted my dial and surged out towards the two equines. Rearing as storm clouds closed in on us and trotted slowly up to them. My neck arched darkly as I halted nearby.
Come and Taste Your Own Blood
This is What You Recieve from Challenging Me
What a nice little show eh stallion? Oh and what is a pretty little wrench such as yourself doing out here in such bad weather.
Come Here and Bring It On
Come on Here and Taste Your Death
My words were ment not to be /that/ harsh towards the stud. My ebony orbs glistened with mischift and darkness. Then I decided to /want/ and bring home this mare. She was a fine wrench, good for my taste of no mercy for lights. So I walked up to the side of the two and waited for the wrenched fea to speak. Oh, she should be mine and how that other called himself a /dark stallion/. He was more of a pathtic neutral. Yes. That was him. Again I awaited the fea's answer to my own. Oh, this would be /interesting/.Your Death Lies Before My Eyes
This is What You Recieve from Challeging Me |
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Post by akela on Mar 25, 2007 22:21:22 GMT -5
.double double toil and trouble.
.fire burn and cauldron bubble. Dial snapped upwards at the sound of hooves coming her way. Two stallions to be exact has approached the demoness. Aye so which one is worthy enough to be her ruler. If not she'll simply leave them to their wits. Hearing them speak a sneer appeared upon her facade as she side-stepped to face them both
My cursed soul is Toxic Tears. First I must know the names of these two stallions who think they might take me to their domain?
Vemonous words poured from the demoness' lips as she stepped forwards circling the stallions. Returning back to the front thorns sliced against her skull as ebony tassel flicked annoyingly behind her muscled haunches. They soon flicked forwards once again awaiting for they're response. Looking at the new stallion who approached. A devil sneer appeared upon her facade..double double toil and trouble. .something w.i.c.k.e.d. : this way comes. |
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Post by Charontes on Mar 27, 2007 9:35:50 GMT -5
Aye, Charontes had his eyes on this lass. She was fiery, and had spirit that was so unimaginable. Her malice made him proud. Before any other brute coulod take her, they would have to get by him. So, Charontes leaped forward, his longs stilts carrying him far into the lands, so that he neared the group of equines. A grin escaped and soared across his maw. Fire sprang up all around the lass, blocking all from entering. All that is, but Charontes.
His stilts carried his large black body into the fire. It licked at his barrel, but did not burn him. The fire rose high, allowing none to see what would happen. Circling the mare, he tossed his head, tail high in the air. Showing off, well yes he was. And thats not a crime.
Charontes, Dark God at your service. I would love to know your own devil's cursing. Red eyes glinted out at her. He had already picked up her name. Toxic. But still, he wanted to hear her say it. He wanted the pleasure of having her respond to him. He wanted though, the malice to pour out of her mouth, and drip onto the ground. Soon enough he would get what he wanted. But not now. Now was not the time.
One of Charontes' ears flicked back, keeping a keen ear on the others. He didnt want any interuptions. Any who dared to interupt, were going to face him. And maybe even his little demon side would show. A shineing black glint was sent of his red eyes, showing no emotion, showing nothing to no one. |
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Post by karee28 on Mar 27, 2007 14:59:04 GMT -5
White Hurricane did not want to get on the wrong side of the Devil King so he backed off but before leaving the wreched pair he said with a slice like a knife in his voice to Charonetes:
Dark Lord when you have the time meet me in my new terra, I would like to discuss a matter with you in the pirvacy of my hills
He then sweep up his daggers and galloped into the darkness searching for other mares to join his terra.
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Post by ||~Cruton~::Grey::|| on Mar 29, 2007 16:44:38 GMT -5
ooc\\ meh boy follows hurricane
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Post by Toxic on Mar 29, 2007 21:56:09 GMT -5
it looks like Charontes gets Toxic without fighting
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Post by Charontes on Mar 31, 2007 19:08:23 GMT -5
is that okay with everyone? because I can redo my post....
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Post by karee28 on Mar 31, 2007 19:11:51 GMT -5
fine wit me
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Post by ||~Cruton~::Grey::|| on Apr 1, 2007 11:45:30 GMT -5
XD Me can't really compair and win against Dark King:
Dark King: 99.9%
Me:.1%
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