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Post by devilsadvocate on Apr 24, 2007 18:46:40 GMT -5
I cantered in on hooves of steal or that is how it seemed. My daggors pierced the earth with every beat and my tassles flew behind me whipping the air.
A song sings in my ears, a song of my life, of death and hate. I have come to this land to change my life, to make something of myself.
A voice flows into my head, it is the devil. He has guided me my whole life and is still guiding me to this day. 'Feel the dirt under your hooves, see how it moves, become one with it and nobody can catch you.' He says to me.
I listen to him, the dirt under my hooves feels soft and dust like. I blend my self in with it. I run faster and faster.
Then i stop. I rear up slicing the clouds with my daggors. It is a soft item those clouds are and i hate it but to destroy them is like magic.
I let out a call, for some unlucky stallion to come my way and claim me. For my name is Penny's Revenge and I am the dark defeter of the old ways, when lights and darks lived together in peace. Or at least i think i am.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Apr 24, 2007 18:52:19 GMT -5
Daring Dancer three-beated into the terra. He sniffed out the scent of a mare like a dog. He stopped found the proper direction and reared, he slashed the sky with his daggers and landed with a heavy thump, he set off at a gallop after his mare.
THen he spotted her. She was beautiful but he found no love for her. He slowed to an easy lope and came up to her, he decreased in speed and halted infront of her. {'Lo Vixen, I have been cursed Daring Dancer, may I have the honor of knowing your staining?} He hissed. He bowed slightly when she introduced himself.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Apr 24, 2007 18:58:15 GMT -5
I smirk mercilously, "Silly stag, dont you know who i am" i say, a dark laught ecapes me and i lash out at him with my hooves. They drop to the ground feeling nothing but air "My name is Penny's Revenge."
I mock him with a bow of my own and continue to stair at him sizing him up with every glance. He seemes to be a big strong stag but looks can be decieving....
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on Apr 25, 2007 18:00:33 GMT -5
(sorry Ill post later)
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Post by devilgurl on Apr 26, 2007 16:05:43 GMT -5
{Well Penny's Revenge, I claim you for my herd, The Dark Fire Herd. If your wondering the only rank I have for you is Beta.....considering I already have a mate.} He hissed plainly. He pawed the earth, his muscled flexed, his mug tucked into his chest, ivories clacking in a stallion-ish way. His presentation made him look like the bravest, Darkest, and strongest stallion in all of Samuta, or even in all of the world, which he might be. He looked her over through his forelock and flowing mane between his paperthins, draped over his forehead. She would be a prize for any stallion to have in his herd. She would make great foals.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Apr 27, 2007 17:20:06 GMT -5
"Well stag," I begin. "lets go then." That was not what i had wanted to say, i wanted to tell that stallion to go find another mare foolish enought to believe him. But i couldnt rish harming myself out in the land all alone anymore.
No that woudn't do. After i made the darks and lights enimies, 'or so i thought'. All lights were after me. No i wasnt safe at all and this stallion seemed worthy of me, mabey.
I snikered and walked behind the stag waiting for him to lead me on. 'He' a single word was thought in my skull. A deadly word if used right. Was this word deadly now? You may never know.
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Post by :|: d e v i l + g i r l :|: on May 1, 2007 18:19:05 GMT -5
He smirked and led the mare to his land. {Follow me...} He hissed. He walked onward, he knew the mare would follow so he didnt look back.
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