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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Sept 18, 2008 18:09:30 GMT -5
A white mare cantered into the area her white body moving perfect along the ground,her white silvery mane and tail moving as it flowed with each leap into the air.Her hazel eyes ooking over the terrain,she was lonely.She then put her nose into the air,she then reared highly into the air letting out a neigh.Her name was Phoniex,a rare name for a white mare.But it was her free spirit that earned her name.She then halted and started to graze. Phoniex occ Anyone if you want to rp.
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Post by Ride Into Morning TM on Sept 18, 2008 18:12:36 GMT -5
[Wow, why does the title remind me of the Jonas Brothers?]
I'll post soon :]
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Sept 18, 2008 18:13:19 GMT -5
(I think it is the title.I thought it well for name... Sweet thanks)
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Post by Ride Into Morning TM on Sept 18, 2008 18:45:14 GMT -5
His eyes flared like a million stars in the midnight sky, they knew no boundaries. A set of dark, heavy wings trailed behind him. The beast had the build of a purebred Arabian, regal and tall he stood with a faint touch of loathing for those under himself. You could perhaps, say his charms were a deadly drug awaiting their first weary victim. He did not want one of those w*hore mares, those who pranced about displaying their scent in the faces of the hessians. No, Charon had a sour taste for those type. Sparkling Lake? What a distasteful thing to name such a peaceful setting. The grass grew due to the fertile soil below, and the sunshine had no clouds to block it's rays. Many rivers cut through the land as if it were a vein in a working body. He had to admit to himself, the land was full of grace and pure beauty beyond his ability to understand it.
The white cresent on his long, arched crane was a mark of his rightful place as the heir. The ivory around his deep blue optics were the clear sign of his becoming a brute from a youthful colt. His handsome black hued coat was yet another reason to fall for his looks.
A grey equine came into his sights, and to be more clear, she was a mare. He had no desire to make contact, and for the moment he planned only to keep himself hidden.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Sept 18, 2008 18:49:37 GMT -5
occ Is he a pegasus?Hey I think I have a good plot for these two.
Phoneix ears perked up and then she lifted her head,her nares flared breathing the scent of a brute.And he didn't seem to happy or light.Her instinct started to kick in.RUN!!"They screamed buy she ignored it.She then reared her head high in the air ears foward.She then bolted running as fast as she could away from the smell of the brute.
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Post by Ride Into Morning TM on Sept 28, 2008 20:32:47 GMT -5
[He's got wings, don't he?] Well, this is amusing. The midnight black beast pondered to himself, keeping his movement to a lazy walk as his large and yet elegant wings trailed behind him. Charon's dished face carried a pair of optics that was promised to make even the most demented of sociopaths hide underneath their beds. He was a demon in his own right, a new way to define the word in more ways than one. The light ivory painted circle around his eye was almost a key into many realms, he could see beyond this life and well into the afterlife. What he saw was unknown, what he saw was disturbing and psychotic. There was no known ability like that of Charon, he saw what was blind to the population. Well, she seems like the talking, friendly type. His voice was silent and hushed, a rumor being spread about the crowd until all had heard what had been said. Charon was a phantom of all things, a walking disease waiting to infect the rest of the world he attempted to claim as his own. It was bound to happen, the world would fall to him and with his power around his neck he'd soar above the clouds with blood on his teeth. The sight of a fleeing equine, only added salt to his open wounds and we always mean this as a good thing. His back was arched, a sleek feline preparing for the flight to pounce on a weakend mouse. The shape became harder for his sharp sense of sight to scope out, her shape faded into the horizon. Throwing his body mass into the hair a few steady flaps with Charon's wings were all it simply took to get him soaring. Kicking out with all his limbs he flew above the sharp tree tops as they moaned for him to become their next victim. Bloody crows nipped at his sides, and it seemed as if the clouds become more grey with each thrash of his wings. He was coming closer, and as he learned he was right above the dashing femora his landing was nearly as smooth and disturbing as when he leaped into the sky. Hello, love.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Sept 28, 2008 20:47:35 GMT -5
(How cute.)
She did a sliding stop she perked her auds forward."Ello sir,I be Phoniex."She bowed,then rose.She looked over his figure he was a handsome,he was built nicely.This was her first encounter with a Pegasus and then looked over him.She noticed his wounds "Sir are you alright?"She asked.And heard the calls of crows she then turned around and saw them watching the two in a tree she pinned her ears back and then snorted at them.She then turned her attione back to the stallion.
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Post by Ride Into Morning TM on Nov 13, 2008 21:28:32 GMT -5
His blinding ice painted eyes stared in enmity at the foolish, stupid creature that had just dared to speak. He knew this was certain, she did not exactly know what she had gotten herself into my daring her luck. "Shut up!" A handsome pair of harks flattened themselves on his midnight black skull and his eyes, they wore the most harshest and aggressive of expressions. The wings that lay across his back felt the soft kiss of the wind brush against his wings. The crescent on his neck moved as his muscles tensed and relaxed. It seemed as if the white around his neck felt Charon's tense eyes burn. By now, his wings were stuck closely to his back, every muscle in his body was rushing with aggression and a loathing, screaming hate. He did not take lightly, to useless mares prancing about with their tails stuck up into the sky. The bright hue of her coat as as pale as the clouds that once remained in the sky, but those clouds have birthed a more sinister storm. Charon felt the need to lunge back wards, a savage wave of emotion thundered into his system and shook him. "Sir? Please, spare me. Sir, that makes me want to choke on my own blood."
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Nov 15, 2008 22:09:50 GMT -5
She then pinned her ears back agressivly toward the stalliona and then squeeled angerly at him,and turned around and started to walk away from him.Her tail up,she was teasing him,she then went into a canter.
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Post by Ride Into Morning TM on Nov 15, 2008 22:29:58 GMT -5
He blinked his emotionless eyes. As the coward, fool of a equine cantered away he did not move not a muscle in his flesh nor a feather on his wings. "Do you always flee from your fears?" Charon wanted to test this vixen's wit and sanity by first cracking into her mind. Some, could be much harder to get to and cause Charon to sometimes loose his very own sanity in the process. She flicked up her tail, but not a hair on his body stood on end and he felt nothing surge through his body. He was far wiser than colts who mounted any mare he could grab with his teeth and hooves. Charon was wise, he had graced his earth for a fair amount of years and such a brute was sure to have a intelligent way of seeing the world around him. But then, his evil half crept inside him and ate away at him piece by piece. It would never allow him a moment to snap back from the dark abyss. There was no saving him, at least that he knew of.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Nov 15, 2008 22:42:10 GMT -5
She halted and reared,she then hissed at him ''I only run away from idoits like you.''She growled.She then stood square,her head was high in proudness.
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Post by Ride Into Morning TM on Nov 15, 2008 22:55:13 GMT -5
He couldn't believe was his ice cold eyes were telling him. This mare is downright stupid! She's a mental freak! She's lost her mind! How cute, she looks content with her words. A slick smile was painted slowly upon his face as he thought those words to himself over again. "You run away from idiots? Well, that's special." He rested his wings back on his shoulders and felt the wind rage through his plumage and dreads. The cool weather was just perfect for Charon's taste, he loved the feeling of an impending storm before it came. Darkness would soon devour the area, and Charon did not plan on going anywhere soon. "You're a sad, pathetic example of a creature. Do call me by my name, Charon." He took a sense of humor on what he said to her and his expression related to this. He had a smirk, burnt upon his face and he raised his skull to get a better view of the smart ass who dared to talk with him.
Her rear, was it supposed to strike fear in Charon's heart? For it did not, only it make a loud laugh surge from his lungs. Throwing his body into the sky he cut upon the stomach of the dark sky and landed with an impressive amount of force. He was right about her, she was a mare who spread about her scent in the faces of any brute she met. It did not matter who, it didn't matter where all she wanted was a stallion. Charon came across such beings but paid little to no attention to their antics and sad attempts at getting him to come closer. Her hiss sounded like a small mouse before a snake stabbed it with it's venom and fangs. She had a small, dainty body but she seemed as if she were far better than Charon.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Nov 15, 2008 23:00:46 GMT -5
She sneered at him and then charged at him doing a sliding stop.''You better watch what you say Charon!Cause you don't know what I can do when i'm angry''She sneered at him,her eyes seem to burst into flames.
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Post by Ride Into Morning TM on Nov 15, 2008 23:11:18 GMT -5
Charon was moved to the point of hysterics. You better watch what you say Charon! Cause you don't know what I can do when I'm angry! He felt the laughter come much harder know, and he could almost fear a tear well up in his eyes. He hadn't laughed so hard in much of his adult life, at least this beast of a mare was giving him some form of entertainment one way of another. In a mocking feminine voice, Charon chuckled "Oh no! I better watch my words with a keen eye! Oh, oh, this little girl is going to do something bad! Oh!" He could not believe he was wasting his time, but teasing and taunting was the one and only true love in his life at the moment. This small, worthless piece of trash needed to be disposed of and he knew exactly the way to do so. He had a far larger advantage over her. She had a stocky build, a grey coat, black eyes, and a small frame. Charon was a purebred Arabian with endurance that would beat any equine in the land and his wings, strong and powerful could lift him into the clouds at impressive speeds.
"Spare me! I can't take it, you're cracking me up." He offered a few more laughs once more.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Nov 16, 2008 12:11:25 GMT -5
She squeeled and then started to bite the stallion hard squeeling,hoping to draw blood then part of her coat at the barrel started to turn flaming orange color.
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