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 Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:46 pm
This is a self-RP between two of my own Soq 
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:47 pm
The dark stallion gave a long sigh as he walked through the open field. His stomach turned a little bit as he remembered the other day when he tried to swim. It was terrible and he nearly drowned. Luckily he didn’t go too far out where he would have drowned. Now he was forever afraid of water and messing up his crazy good looks. He didn’t think it was possible for him to look bad, but he didn’t look all that enticing for the ladies with his hair all wet. Water was his enemy as well as twigs since they were buggers to get out of his hair when they got stuck. He hated it so much.
He stopped by a field of pink flowers growing and looked at them very closely. Maybe he should pick some to offer to girls when he saw them? He needed a technique to get their attention since his demeanor obviously wasn’t working. His attitude was on point, but when it came to anything else they didn’t want anything to do with him. But a little nicety wouldn’t hurt would it?
Smirking, he picked one of the flowers very carefully so that he didn’t ruin any part of it. It was the last thing he wanted to do at the moment.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:48 pm
“Hey what are you doing picking flowers? Are you a girl?”
A purple mare snapped from behind the stallion. Her light purple eyes narrowing on his rump thinking this guy was so ridiculous. He was picking pink flowers for what appeared to be no reason. Maybe it was for himself, but then that would be stupid. She knew some stallions liked flowers and some stallions didn’t, but she never saw one actually picking them. She sneered a little bit before giving him a small n** on the rump and walking in front of him.
“You know your pretty neon for a guy too…hmmm…maybe your just weird.”
She shrugged as she looked at his funny expression with the flower dangling from his mouth. He really did look goofy, but it couldn’t be helped. Who wouldn’t with a pink flower dangling out of their mouth with a blank look?
“I’m Vesper and your in my way. I saw your big old rump and I just had to pick on it.”
She laughed blatantly in his face.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:49 pm
The black stallion frowned when the mare laughed in his face. He didn’t feel hurt, but a little embarrassed that he was caught picking flowers in the field. How unmanly was that? Though he was sure he could think of a reason why he was there. He couldn’t just degrade himself in saying he was picking flowers for pretty mare’s like herself. No he was above that and a good reason was brimming on his mind as he spoke. A very good reason actually.
“I was picking flowers for my own hair. You see…I love the way pink looks in my mane so I just have to have these flowers in there…unless…you feel you would look better with one tucked behind your ear?”
He wiggled his eyebrows slightly at her before nudging her shoulder very lightly. The flower then fell from his mouth making him frown once again.
“I’m Paparazzi, but most just call me Razzi for short. Big old rump!? What? This rump is gorgeous and you know it. So don’t go disliking what your obvious jealous about.”
He grinned at her a little bit before leaning down in the flower bed picking another flower. This one was prettier then the first in his mind.
“Do you mind if I place this in your hair?”
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:50 pm
The purple mare glared at him with a fire in her eyes that told him to back off. She didn’t understand flirty behavior and this guy just wasn’t letting up. He kept going and going for the longest time now. She didn’t want no damn flower in her hair. She didn’t really like flowers to begin with and here he was offering to put one in her hair. Snorting a little, she turned away from him and began to walk through the flower field stomping on some flowers in the process. She didn’t care, but she knew he would.
“Well Razzi…I don’t want a flower in my hair and stop thinking I’m jealous of you. If anything I find you amusing to look at. Bit of a dork actually.”
She shrugged carelessly as she walked through the flower field more. Even though this stallion was annoyingly focused on himself, she found him amusing. Amusing that he just didn’t get the hint or didn’t really care for a hint. Maybe he was just that arrogant?
“So Razzle…Yeah…I think I like the nickname Razzle better…what do you like to do?”
She asked him curiously flicking her tail behind herself. This stallion was going to entertain her as she journeyed.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:51 pm
Razzi flicked his tail in annoyance behind himself. Though the question made him less annoyed because he felt like she was becoming interested again. Maybe she was playing hard to get? But then again what did he like to do? He didn’t like to swim. He didn’t like traveling too much. He didn’t like the wind or the rain. He just didn’t like a lot of things. As long as t wasn’t any of those he didn’t have a problem with it. He didn’t know how to have fun though. He didn’t have too much of a childhood. He didn’t really remember much from it and there wasn’t anything important from it. His sister’s he didn’t really see and that bothered him a little bit. He didn’t see his mother or father either.
“I don’t know…I didn’t really go out much to have fun..so anything as long as I don’t mess up my looks.”
He told her flicked his hair a little bit. There was something about this mare that just seemed to want to do something fun. He only hoped it wasn’t anything crazy.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 8:54 am
No fun?
Vesper nearly tripped and fell on her face from his words. She didn’t know anyone that didn’t have fun before. She couldn’t imagine life without having fun. This stallion sure was one of a kind and there was no other way to put it.
“Well then how about we travel since I don’t want to wear you out so much right away, but there is one thing you need to stop doing…”
With this she turned around and glared at him before stomping her way up to his face. She was going to make sure he got the idea.
“STOP TRYING TO PUT A FLOWER IN MY HAIR!”
She told him with a snort before she turned away from him. She wasn’t going to have any of this pretty stuff the entire journey. She would end up pushing him off a mountain or a cliff.
“Come on if you want to travel with me…”
She snorted as she began to trot away from him.
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