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Post by U.nsung H.ero™ on Nov 18, 2006 15:39:32 GMT -5
Ebonite flints carried the worried carcass slowly into the all too familiar lands.It was 9 years ago when her first love,Ironic,had claimed her.Alas,the great flames tore them apart.
Visionaries scanned the terra for any sign of a stag to claim her and love her for who she is.Vocals cried to the heavens as hooves crashed the terra below.All she ever wanted was to be loved,and that was taken away from the 15 year old light vix.
Beaten path had had a foal with Ironic.Sadly,the foal didn't survive the birth.First her young colt,and now Ironic.Will she ever be loved and wanted?
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Post by B.oya on Nov 24, 2006 19:02:05 GMT -5
Presto
Ebonite brute wandered in at the sound of a minxen. Audits flickered to and fro, as he approached the sound. Orbs eyed the equine curiously as he got closer to her. His own tassles were slyly draped over his nape, and his banner flew out softly behind his muscular bod. His muscles rippled in the morning sunshine. He could tell that the vixen was getting on, but he really didnt care. His features wore almost no expression as he got closer and closer. Daggers clung to the autumn leaves, and he had to stop every once and a while to shake them off, for they annoyed him so. Yet ever so stilly, his long pillars carried him in a four beat. Nearing the femme, he dipped his crown. I be Presto. You?
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Post by U.nsung H.ero™ on Nov 24, 2006 19:07:11 GMT -5
Beaten Path's heart thumped.Finally.A stag that wants to talk to me!she thought.Hello Presto.I am Beaten Path of the lights.My mate perished in the great fire two years ago,and I didn't even get to say good bye.Alas,I am ready to move on.lyrics sang to the brute as banner quivered slightly in the autumn breeze.
ooc: FINALLY! this mare was my first rp charachter on the internet EVER!she was a mate with ironic,but rythm never rped him again.
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Post by B.oya on Nov 24, 2006 19:16:59 GMT -5
Presto
He laughed as she automatically opened up to him. Pleasure. I know what its like. He said calmly. I rule Mysterious Cliffs, in the neutral lands. He told her. He could feel the autumn breeze pick up and blow the colourful leaves bewteen them. He looked around at the oranges, reds, and browns filling up the valley. It was pretty yes, but those leaves could really get annoying, especially when they stuck to you. He chuckled softly to himself at his wild thoughts. Perhaps she would like to be a part of his herd, for she seemed quite eager to be.
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Post by U.nsung H.ero™ on Nov 24, 2006 19:20:58 GMT -5
Beaten Path stared longingly into Presto's orbs.It sounds like a nice place.May I come and see it?vocals eagerly asked.It had been so long since she had been in a terra.
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Post by B.oya on Nov 24, 2006 19:24:32 GMT -5
Presto
The ebonite stag shrugged. Sure, if you so desire to. You're welcome to. He said softly, seeing the hope in her eyes, and hearing it in her vocals as well. He smiled softly, for it was nice to see how eager she was to come with him. It made him feel somewhat wanted, and that feeling was the best feeling ever possible.
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Post by U.nsung H.ero™ on Nov 27, 2006 20:17:01 GMT -5
Beaten dpiied her cranium forward.Thank you,Presto.Shall you lead the way?lyrics gently inquired.Beaten was so relieved that someone had decided to care for her momentarily that she let a shrill nicker escape from her vocals.
ooc: all i want for christmas is some more muse...that post = no muse
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Post by B.oya on Nov 27, 2006 20:25:18 GMT -5
[[ i would have absolutely no muse if i replied to that LOL, its mysterious cliff in the neutral lands, if you want to make a thread ]]
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Post by U.nsung H.ero™ on Nov 27, 2006 20:28:33 GMT -5
[[ok.but first i must make a new foal charrie.Novacaine.He's a dark colt.]]
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Post by B.oya on Nov 27, 2006 20:30:22 GMT -5
[[ okay. cool ]]
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