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Post by anvil on Nov 20, 2006 20:19:41 GMT -5
Alkali
The crimson fae's frame wandered through the realm. Her dark orbs were shining in the strong sunlight as she moved toward the center of the valley, where no one stood. Large trees decorated the edge of the field, providing shade. That's where all the others were. She looked at all of the mares, their coats shining and their eyes gleaming beautifully. A sigh rang out from the fae's open lips. Why couldn't she be that beautiful? Her coat was bright chestnut, just like most others. She didn't stand out one bit. She halted and stood motionlessly. She watched the other mares for a bit, then lowered her dial to the emeralds below.
Other mares were such babies. They all stood in the shade, as far away from the sun as possible. Alkali was the only one out in the open. She had been in the sun for quite a while, and she felt completely fine. It wasn't very hot today, anyways. Still, the others insisted on being in the shade. The fae just rolled her eyes and went back to grazing. After a few minutes of grazing, she began to wander around the valley, lost in thought. Things seemed nice here, and quite peaceful. If she was lucky, a nice stallion would come along and she'd be able to live in these lands for a while. If she was lucky.
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Post by anvil on Nov 24, 2006 20:12:06 GMT -5
-bump? come on....it isn't that bad  - |
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 24, 2006 22:04:27 GMT -5
Escape of the Arts
With his heavy set jaw, his crown hung high into the air. He looked with deep repressing visions around into the vrowded valley filled with young and old, lights and darks, and beauties and Disasters. Within a moment of his time, he caught the young catessa that stood alone. No broncs stood beside her and none stood around her. Only he. Escape stood tall and bunched his muscular structure. He set his head tucked in beniethe his neck line, as his chin bobbed the points of his chest with every loping stride. And then he stood infront of the ess. He looked into her depthless visions as his audlits swivles around catching the many wonderous sounds.
He let his deep but soft lyrics ring from his cords in a tenor sounding way. 'lo ess? Escape of the Arts, and you'd be? He spoke in no harsh icy tone. He smirked willingly at her and made a smile come across his emotions. He turned his Charm on, and nature would just take the rest with it.
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Post by anvil on Nov 24, 2006 22:26:25 GMT -5
Alkali
Audlits flick forward, catching the warrior's speech. Her dark, beautiful eyes dart around as she studies him. Muscular build, quite tall. Handsome, too, though that didn't really matter. It was personality that she was after. She allowed a smile to wander across her lips as she looked him directly in the eyes. Alkali. Nice to meet you, sir. She let her delicate dial fall to her knees, showing respect. Then she lifted it again, her orbs shining. This stallion was polite, unlike most other.
Desperately, she thought of a good conversation to start. She didn't want to sound boring and say what all mares did...Then she'd feel stupid. Escape of the Arts. Such a name must have a meaning. Good, at least she hadn't asked a stupid question, like "How many mares do you have" or "Do you have a lead". Most faes only cared about position, and became angry if they were not the lead mare. Those mares knew nothing about true love.
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 26, 2006 11:31:10 GMT -5
With a slight shifting of weight he walked a little forward closer the the femmora. He tossed his painted crown with pleasure as if nodding to the femmora. T's pleasure is all min Alkali. With such beauty and grace he never understood why the mares went through all their troubles to come here, for it was an awful place, with mixed stenches and the carcasses of those who died from waiting for the stallions who never came. It truly was distirbing.
Escape blocked the thoughts out of his thoughts and turned his attention back Alkali. He spoke again this time more bluntly, yet his soft feel of his visions seemed to calm most down. Does anything really have a true meaning? I never really knew why i was name Escape of the arts, but i am, and it gives me a mysterious tune.
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Post by anvil on Nov 26, 2006 12:35:11 GMT -5
Alkali
Brightly colored leaves fluttered all around the valley, and some of the trees were bare. The air had grown colder, obviously hinting that fall had come. Her gaze shifted to the other faes. Some of them were chatting with stallions, while others still remained alone. What would happen if they were never claimed? A horrible thought came into her mind, but she pushed it away. She looked back at Escape, glad that he had come. She'd felt quite lonely here.
Alkali thought that Escape sounded a bit annoyed, if not angry, with her statement. Still, she kept herself calm and replied, her tone sharper than before. Yes, it does sound quite mysterious.
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 26, 2006 12:47:40 GMT -5
With a sudden laugh he seemed quite joyous. His deep black painted body was very incriminating and it stood out among the others too. He suddenly blurted out a slightly vocalized sentance. Well what brings you here Alkali? He said with kinda of a taunt. He smirked and batted his lashs as if he was playing in sarcasim. He laughed a loud and tugged on the dreadlocks that hung from the femmoras serpatine
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Post by anvil on Nov 26, 2006 13:05:47 GMT -5
Alkali
Shocked at the stag's sudden mood change, she took a step back. At first she'd thought that he was boring, and no fun. But perhaps she'd judged him to quickly. She allowed herself to laugh a bit, too, even if the others were staring at them like they were crazy. Maybe they were. Not sure. Guess it was fate. Sarcasm dripped from her vocals as she spoke. She didn't believe in fate at all. But then, who did? Everything happened for a reason. Fate had nothing to do with it. At least, that's what she thought. Smirking, she flicked her banner and nibbled at Escape's audlits.
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 26, 2006 13:08:03 GMT -5
// sry no musy for him right now, i'll posty later//
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Post by anvil on Nov 26, 2006 13:12:44 GMT -5
//ok, I have to finish my picture orders, anyway.  // |
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 26, 2006 15:50:11 GMT -5
He smiled at her comment. ate was what brought him here, fate was the contoller of life, he just went along with fate. But the brujo had his own plans too, but fate would have to bring him closer to that also, just as Alkali was brought here, by fate.
His crown cocked a little but turned back straight. He smiled. Well would it be part of fate if you came apart of my band would it? Not much to say to this mare, but he was a rather odd stallion, but he liked be different no matter how dumb he looked
//i suck at lights so bear with me here hha//
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Post by anvil on Nov 26, 2006 16:04:21 GMT -5
Alkali
Maybe fate was real. Had it been fate that brought Escape to her? After all, there were many other mares in the valley. Escape could have gone to any of them. Yes, maybe it was real...but she would never know. Lost in her thoughts, she became oblivious to Escape and the world around her. Fate. Did it matter if it was real or not?
Audlits flick forward at the sound of the stag's voice, and Alkali was thrown back into reality. I guess...maybe it would be fate. Or maybe half and half, since it's my decision. This was true. Fate could bring you to the fork in the road, but then you'd have to figure out which path to go down. She smiled and nipped his neck playfully. And of course, I'd say yes.
//lame...cheesy...terrible.//
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Post by Tear.dr0ps on Nov 26, 2006 16:57:02 GMT -5
// umm his land is in the lights place, i don't remember the name haha We can just post there kk?//
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Post by anvil on Nov 26, 2006 17:01:03 GMT -5
//mk, but you start...I'm incredibly lazy//
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