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Post by 2117716 on Aug 14, 2006 17:48:58 GMT -5
Dark Rose galloped in pounding into the earth with her sharp hooves. Rose wasnt into stepping softly and nicely not like the Earth brought her anything good. Her parents were selfish little lights and she didnt like it at all! She turned on them the day she was born. Her eyes were dark and dull and she hated her coat for being so light. It was all her parents faults for making her this color she was. Rose wanted to be black. Why did my parents bring me into this world anyway? Rose thought to herself. She would never share her secret thoughts to others. Nobody wanted to be around her, not even the earth. It seemed like everyone was on everyone elses side.
Before Rose left home she had been in a big fight with her sire and dam. They were mad at her attitude. What ATTITUDE. This stuff Rose would never understand. Maybe it was her sires lack of teaching and her dams lack of knowledge. Rose lived with her sire and dam and her brother who was as light as the sun! He was so annoying and Rose had beaten him up everyday and she would get in trouble for that.
The reason why Rose was out of her herd and in a new strange surrounding was becuase her herd and parents had kicked her out. They didnt want someone mean in there herd anymore. They said they had enough of me and my dark attitude. There was the word attitude again. Rose had no one to turn to and her parents thought she was a failure for not being a light like all the other family. Everyone in there family was light! She was the odd one out!
Rose walked over to a fallen tree and dug her sharp hoof inot it and split some of it off. There was a tree by the fallen tree and she stood between them trying to get away from the sun. The sun wasnt Rose's best friend.
Another thing Rose hated was her name... Dark Rose. It wasnt a dark horses name! Rose espically... Roses were supposed to be red and cheerful... totally opposite from Rose.
Why was Rose's life so terrible! Why did her parents treat her this way.... why did the earth treat her this way?
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Post by Roxie on Aug 15, 2006 23:36:47 GMT -5
and it hurts to know I'm alive... Russet deamon heaved mass into the lands of claimance un steadily. Occuli stained ebon as he manuvered himself easily at high speeds. Apex bobbed as it thrusted into the atmosphere to let ivory enamels clack at nothing but pure space. Salmons flared as he took in the inpact of the winds. Plumage wrestled with hocks as he decided not to stop. His eye had been brought to a femme seemingly angry, and young. She seemed to have some quialities that made her light, she didn't not have an ebon stained pelt, and she seemed quite delicate, and easy, but he knew she was full of fire, and more complicated then a light could ever be. Flints cracked upon the lithosphere as sad dishes were left in the flora behind him. This essa would join his hell, she had no choice. Phantasim was a stallion who could not be controlled. He was the darkest cruelest, and pittyless stag in the dark hells. He would make you his life long slave, forever. He controlled your freedome, and you had to work for it, even if it meant putting you life at risk. Most thanked him for what he did, he created stronger, darker equines, who no longer had fear, they were just, blankly, un-emotionally, there. Dreads struck nape as it arched and speed quickly dropped. Forelock twsited and matted as he steailthly came closer to the bytch. Deep shrill escaped as he announced his arrival, and noted to her, he meant buissness. Labruims parted as cold lyrics escaped into the atmosphere, "'Lo bytch. You seem confused, and angered. Hmm, perfect...." His voice trailed off as he circled her, he rammed himself beside her, pushing her towards the direction of his lands. Ashen mug was devoured by demonic smirk as he watched her, if she dare fight back, it would only pursuade the maniac inside of him to be released, and once it was released, there was no stopping it. Again lyrics stung the air, fighting at harks in ear shot, "I be Phantasim, no need for your name. You are mine now." He rubbed against her and pushed her towards the direction of his lands again. Apex bobbed as it rubbes up against her spine and along it. Enamels gritted as she squeeled, attempting to nip her into his lands. She was his now, he had placed the force claim. But no tears will fall from these eyes... |
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Post by 2117716 on Aug 16, 2006 16:38:46 GMT -5
Rose saw the stallion and she wasnt the least bit excited. She stood there holding a grudge. She wouldnt move a step. He glared at the stallion. There was no way he could do this to her. She remebered that he could... he had forced claimed her. She didnt have a say in this. He took a nip at her but and she kicked her back hoof out and and kicked him square in his leg. Rose laughed to herself. There was no way he was going to get her without a fight. She was the one that always fought in her old herd.
Rose looked wildly at this stallion! She knew she had to go with this stallion because he had forced her to go. Rose's light parents always told her to obey stallions... haha. She never obeyed stallions or mares. She was pure stubborn.
Rose threw her back feet and tried kicking him to make him stop. She tried to get closer to the tree to smash her head but that never worked out. She would rather die but she wasnt that knowledged to know how. She was still young.
Dont you have something better to be doing Rose hissed at the stallion. She didnt care what his named was and he didnt care about her. Rose was mad, well she always was mad. She supposed there was nothign she could do but live her life in his hell. He would be her commander. She wouldnt do anything he told her to do.
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Post by Roxie on Aug 17, 2006 0:16:48 GMT -5
OOC| Please just watch your PPing. I noticed it but thats fine, I sometimes end up power playing by mistake, but please try not to, I dont like yelling at people so I don't want you to get into trouble, but I can't always be bending the rules. ;D BIC| Baby there's no fighting it... [/color] Occuli styaed on her. Vision never blurred as she kicked out at him. A hit to his appendage, but what was he to do? it barley left a mark, she was still young, and only an essa. He was grown, and a demon, there was no challenge here. Foam floated in mug as he manuvered his bodice to dodge her attacks. He smirked at her pure anger, it seemed to be perfect. His job was to create stronger equines, create an army of truley dakr equines, and the best was there bad past. Salmons flared as he cackled at her attempts to stop him. He shoved her again, this time harder, as hard as he would to make a stallion move. He shrilled in pleasure, he loved the fight, it only made him all the more pleased. Dreads layed limply upon curvature as it arched. Muscals bulked as he nipped her again, but harsher, hoping to make contact with her body. He reared up, carefully trying to land upon her. No one said he had to play nice? Now did they. Harks pricked at her tones. Demonic smirk overpowered ashen mug as again he shoved her, marking his claimance upon her once more. Plumage wrestled with hocks as he kept a lock on her. Enamels grasped out, hoping to take a clamp upon her, no matter where, he needed a grasp. His first attempt failed, perfect, now he would have a chance to speek. He would get his way, that he promised her. Labriums parted as he spoke to her harshly, "Ha bytch, you have absolutley no power over me. You are still young, and I can alter you. Of course I have better things to do, but what the fu.ck, mine as well have some fun in my time too!" He squeeled again, only pushing her over the edge more. Oh the fun of screwing with the minds of the wee one's. Phantasim was known as a hard ass, he would get his way, not matter what that meant doing, and she better belive, he would get what he wanted. But come on lets keep going, I can take another hit... |
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Post by 2117716 on Aug 17, 2006 11:58:14 GMT -5
Occ: Sorry its sorta hard for me. I am not that good at playing darks  I wish I was! lol. Rose looked at the stallion her orbs were dull and dark. She smirked at his saying. Well thats nice. Hope you have a ball. Rose said sacastically. Rose wanted to lay in the grass and just lie there until she died. But unfortantly she was stuck getting pushed to the place by this stallion. What are you so facinated of by me? Rose wanted to know. She was still acting sarcastically.She didnt care about what he felt in her or what he wanted. She herself didnt know what she wanted. OCC: See I cant play a dark |
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Post by Roxie on Aug 17, 2006 13:28:11 GMT -5
It's not death, it's the pain you want... Harks lifted as he listened to her. She budged slightly as he nodded. His heart pounded as the chase made his spirits fly. Another peircing squeel escaped from the russet brujo as he prodded her fourth again. So what if he could kill her, that is what she wanted? No, it was the pain she wanted, so why not he be the infection that inflicts the pain on her. Demonic smirk stayed curled onto ashen mug as he continued to lay claim to her. Chest muscals bulked as curvature remaind arhced. It was as if he were placed as a peice of artwork, molded to perfection, he was the dark king, and he could only expect perfection back. One last push he executed, she had no choice but to follow him, he had force claimed her, so why was she still fighting? Labriums parted as his cold tones were releashed into the atmpshere, "Facinated by you? No. I have a willing vision, one that needs to grow, and you are only but my mere ginny pig, a bytch stuck in my web. Perhaps I can help you. It is death you want no, help me, and i'll help you."His deals were promising, if she stayed with him for 3 years, and obeyed his command, and endured his whishes, he would give her what she wanted, wether it be her freedome, or death she wanted. His smirk fadded away as he went back to buisness, it was no joke, she was his, but if she gave up, and just let him lead her in his direction, the deal could be done. It was up to her now, and he would not wait for long. Dreads flickered in the winds around him. Silence fell over the gloomy lands, as he waited for her reply. Harks prickec,waiting. Ptience ran thin as seconds turned to moments. He snorted sharply before speaking, "Now m'dear, what is your desicion. Either way you are mine, but one way, you have a chance at what you truley want. Your mine for 3 years, then you have your wish. Now what have you chosen?"He remained still, waiting. Appendages locked, he no longer budgedm letting her think, it was a choice of what she wanted, he was being, perhaps kind, letting her choose, who knew how long this kind steak would last. It's time to choose your fait, no more time to flaunt... OOC| Thats allright, just keep up with your posting, and it will get better. I am horrible at playing lights, so don't worry ;D |
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Post by 2117716 on Aug 17, 2006 13:59:24 GMT -5
Rose looked curisouly. She wanted to be better at being dark and mean because her parents never would help her becuase they were lights. Fine I will go with you. But its not my choice... since you already forced me. I do want to get better at being a dark. My parents were lights but I never got it to be dark! I want help with that. Rose said lightly. She was now in his prison and couldnt be let out. She glared at nothing. She couldnt believe herself for not putting up a fight. She was utterly mad at herself.
You promised and I remember! If you fail it wont be pretty.Rose said. She did agree to go with him.
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I wish I was! lol.