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 Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 10:21 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 9:32 pm
Kurosaki Ichigo has been ordered in customs @wwwwwwwww@ <333 *die*
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 7:44 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 1:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 10:32 am
Many babies are on the way- I am spoiled as rotten hell. rofl heart
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 9:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 11:14 am
In thread RP- Finally Free! Meeki Succubus walked over to Ariston in slow, sexy movements. It was so nice to have her body back into its sexy shape. How she had missed it. "Have you given my proposition any thought, Ariston," she cooed at him. She had not yet given up on trying to win him over, even if it was for just one night. Tweekend Ariston: *gawks at the sight of Succubus, and turns his head in the other direction* Do you ever give up?! I told you, I don't like gothy chicks! (totally making that off *cough* Heartless )
Don't you have children to take care of, or something >> Meeki Succubus: No. I left them with your dipstick of a friend. It's not like I wanted to get pregnant. Though the boy shows promise. I could throw them into the deal. Leave Wrath alone once and for all and try to be a 'mother' to the foals. All you have to do is be mine for one.. single night. That's four lives dangling on your conscience now, Ariston. Tweekend Ariston: *flares up* ITS YOUR FAULT YOU WERE PREGNANT!
*tries to calm self for a second, before putting a glare up again* Hell no, Heeeelllll no. I am not going to listen to you. Wrath is fine, and so are his kids. Using dirty tricks like that will NOT win me over, so in your case, you are hopeless! Horrible lies and games are your only specialty, and they don't work on me! Meeki Succubus: You leave me no choice. Look at what a lack of mother did to your own children, Ariston. You think I haven't been watching? Do you really want Wrath to suffer the same fate? You @#$!'ed up your own children and now you want to @#$! up Wraths? Give it some thought. Tell yourself they are fine without a mother. Tell yourself that Wrath is fine being used by me week after week and that the foals will be fine with no softness in their lives. I guess as long as YOU believe it and it makes YOU feel better, that's all that matters right? Who knew friendship was so selfish. Tweekend Ariston: *gawks for as second, before grinding his teeth and biting his lip*
Now listen here, Succubus.
What you are implying about my family has nothing to do with YOUR OWN situation. You can say all you want, but Wrath will be fine. And are you kidding me? Softness? Your children don't need softness! Wrath doesn't believe in that crap!
Actually, what Wrath needs, is to NOT HAVE YOU THERE. So, to make you go back to your family would be something that would be hurting Wrath, so screw that! That's the last thing I want to happen!
*impressed with himself that he thought of that* Meeki The time had come, Wrath realized. Too long had he let the wench control him with her sexual wiles. Too long had he let misery and depression take over him to the point he lost the will to fight. It had been a new experience to him, succumbing to something he had resented. It had been an eye opening one as well. He enjoyed being with her, those adult moments that came fleetingly. Perhaps it was the only time he could tolerate the mare. As beautiful as she was on the outside, she was twisted and ugly within. She made him realize what he had been slowly becoming himself. This would stop. He had no idea what she was playing at with his friend and he did not like it. Perhaps a small part of it was jealousy but he was sure that most of it had to do with her vindictive plots. She was never satisfied with winning over a male physically, she had to tear at their mind and soul as well as their body. It took him awhile to break out of the spell. As loath as he was to admit it, he believed his foals had a lot to do with it. It rekindled something in him, something he did not know even existed and he knew that they needed him. A part of him admired the demonic mare. She was indeed beautiful and he would lust for her for a long time to come, but that was all there was. In the end, he realized that he pitied her. She would always be like a bee to flowers, gathering up what she needed but never staying at one location long enough to appreciate it. She would always be miserable and lonely. "You've gone too far, mare," he gritted out between clasped teeth as he stepped out from behind a crop of trees. It did not escape him that little Vex had killed. He would definitely talk to her about that in a bit. He had to do this while the anger was strong enough to free him from her seductive spell. "As far as I enjoyed your company, you're not the only mare worth a good rutting. While you are beautiful, you are not the only flower in this field. As far as what you have to offer, it's lacking. You are hallow. If you come to me at night, you will be spurned. If you come near MY foals, you will be killed." The chains dragged at the ground, a silent reminder of the pain they could cause. "Too long have I been captive. It shames me that you had such power over me, even temporarily. No, I take it back, it pisses me THE ******** OFF. If I were you, I'd leave. Now." And that was enough for the mare. She said no words to Ariston or Wrath but simply turned and ran until she gathered enough speed to take flight. ((Yay, Wrath is freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!)) Tweekend Ariston: *so relieved, that he almost falls over* Thank goodness you came back to yourself, Wrath. I was starting to get worried.
*just.. smiles happily* Meeki Wrath: I guess there's a few surprises still left in me. Can't say I'm not going to miss the late night visits. Those were growing on me.
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 11:44 am
 Stat Rolling! Name and url of pet: TsukiStrength: 6% Courage: 8% Speed: 8% Intelligence: 8% Luck: 6% Stamina: 4% To keep when I send stuffs in <3
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 8:24 pm
 DanteStrength: 5% Courage: 9% Speed: 9% Intelligence: 4% Luck: 4% Stamina: 9%
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2007 7:58 am
 MaliceStrength: 6% Courage: 12% Speed: 7% Intelligence: 10% Luck: 8% Stamina: 11%
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2007 1:47 pm
In Thread RP- Loveless and Incubus July 27th, 07 Baneful  Time flew past. It felt like one day he'd been a pathetic little foal, outsized even by the most miniscule inferior the next he had grown into the fury that he nursed and fed daily. He had had his pride broken once in his youth and now made it his greatest thrill to shatter the pride of others, to break them body and soul. No one would ever get near enough to him so as to shatter him so completely again.
As always, he was on the prowl, moving like a wild creature through the trees, fangs bared, muscles rippling under his sleek fur with every step he took. He ate well here and was clearly thriving, his loosely curled mane scattered about his neck like liquid shadow. His blood red gaze combed the forest and his predatory smirk never left his features. Before him fluttered the shadow of a raven, visible only within his own head, a ficticious creature he beleived led him to his next prey, showing the will of the great raven himself.
He had not been to this part of the forest before, but rather than apprehension, excitement coursed in his veins like lightning. Who knew what delights lay here, fools to toy with like playthings before scattering their blood like rain, or more pleasant things, perhaps a mare or two whose emotions he could ensnare, gain the trust of, and break like ragdolls.
He was young and he was angry.
There was sooo much to do. Tweekend 
It didn't take long for Loveless to spot the boy, and as she flew overhead, she heard the thumping of hooves shatter many pieces of earth. At first she mistook the creature for Wrath, but when her eyes peered closely in, she noticed vast differences between the young Kalona and the stallion she knew.
Such a comparison with scent and appearance could only mean one thing, that Wrath's son was rummaging around right underneath her!
At first she proceeded to act uninterested, glaring at the figure and proceeding to take flight. But she felt inclined to meet the thing, since she was a fan of his parents. It had been awhile since she had seem them.. she wondered how long she had been off on her own now.
With an acceleration of speed, and a thrill snarl of enjoyment, Loveless moved paces in front of where the beast was walking, so that she could land and await his coming. She was still unsure if he had sensed her yet, but she molded her body into a stern stillness when she saw his humongous figure approach. She held a toothy grin while eying the monster, making sure to remain unimpressed in expression.
"Why hello." she said, in her usual stalking voice. Baneful Incubus did indeed spot the mare just ahead of him, though at first he simply assumed her to be some prey creature moving unawares through the trees. It was only when she stopped in her tracks that he got a good look at her, casually raking his invasive gaze over her form, finally coming to rest on her face. A faintly amused grin tugged at his lips, revealing his razor sharp fangs. He hadn't exepected to encounter a Kalona out here, that made everything that bit different, there'd be no bloody games for now he told himself, but that could wait.
He ruffled his leathery wings and finally spoke, still grinning slightly, his voice a velvety purr. The way he spoke made every word seem like innuendo. "Why hello there yourself." he smirked, pawing the ground, not used to standing still for any length of time, always wanting to pace and move. He gave a low approving growl before speaking again. "And who might I have the pleasure of addressing today? Not every day I come across one of the raven-blessed." Tweekend Raven-blessed? Well, at least he understood the importance of being a Kalona!
"You are lucky for such a pleasure." she said, keeping a stale expression while eying him carefully. Such strange markings, he was exactly a mix of Wrath and Succubus. "Who I am is of no concern for now." she added, while flicking her bangs out of her scary eyes.
"Tell me son of Wrath," she commanded, while raising her tail in a bit of a stretch. "What kind of Kalona are you? Even the most impressive of sights can act like the weakest in breed." It would be important to skip any other chit-chat until she knew exactly where the stallion stood. Judging on his raven comment, he could have been either mocking the fact she was a Kalona (which would have been unacceptable), or he was proud and well taught in the subject area.
"I pray hope that you are impressive in both appearance and breed, or else I will have to get awfully nasty." She lifted her lip all the way up into a wicked smile, showing her bloodstained teeth. Kalonas that were weak needed to be killed, and she hoped since this was Wraths son, that he was anything BUT weak. Baneful
Incubus threw back his head and laughed. "What kind of Kalona am I?" he flexed his wings and lashed his tail behind him, baring his fangs in a broad grin. "I am as you say, I am son of Wrath but in no way his lesser. I hail from as pure a line from the great raven as any. There is only one "kind" of Kalona in my eyes, those who embrace what and who they are to the fullest. Those who sympathise with lessers are not Kalona." he inhaled in a ragged snarl, the velvet in his tone replaced momentarily with that fury that seemed to spark under the surface in his every movement."They are scum."
He flicked his ears forward and wrinkled his nose slightly. "And even if you are too ashamed of who you are to tell me your name, I will tell you mine. I am Incubus." he leaned his head a little closer and lower and purred mockingly
"Oh and if you feel like getting nasty, feel free. I can be rather nasty myself you know. If could be such fun"Tweekend Well, that question was answered, in a much better way then Loveless could have asked for. "Good. That is very good." she muttered, though was feeling ill at his strange energy.
"They are scum, but I cannot judge just by a breeds appearance. Some Kalonas are just born weak.. " ..eventually she would have to kill her own brothers and 'family'. "And I am not ashamed of anything!" she snarled, with a raised voice. His little comments were doing nothing but pissing her off, and she lowered her eyelids in a stare.
"Fun? You remind me of something terrible..." yes, and that something terrible was Succubus herself. The female that Loveless praised and learned from as a filly. She was so impressed by the creature, that she always stared in awe at what she did to others.
Oh my, what ever did Loveless get herself into? By running into a son just like her?
"My name is Loveless." she finally added, turning her nose away selfishly. "Your father is good friends with my father..." but for the moment, that would remain nameless.. Baneful The black stallion nodded. "Yes, weakness comes in various guises. I had no idea that it had snuck into the kalona breed aswell, I will have to keep my eye out for that." his eyes seemed to dance sadistically at the thought of meeting a member of his own kind who was too weak to even hold their own. That'd be a rare prize indeed. He laughed darkly as he seemed to rankle the mare, good, anger was delightful to watch, more delightful to feel.
"Oh you flatter me." he said mithlessly. "I do so love to be told how terrible I am. But yes, fun, you'd be surprised how fun a good fight can be." he tilted his head slightly, moving his mane out of the way giving her a lop-sided look with both eyes. "Though fighting is only half the fun, winning is the other half."
Finally, a name. He looked as though he had won some minor victory as she told him of it. "Such a beautiful name." he said with a wink "Whoever named you left you with some potent wisdom in your title. If only the mare I knew a few days ago had been given such knowledge..." he trailed off. "Love is a potent weapon."
He raised his ears attentively at the mention of his father. "My father has friends? I'd believe that when I see it." Tweekend She cooled herself for a moment as he spoke, arching her neck and swinging her braid naturally. "Trust me, you will know in seconds, and hopefully you will exterminate the problem before more disgusting creatures are brought up into this world through love and happiness. To think that there are Kalona out there that would do that." With a blink, she snorted, always hating to dwell on the subject.
"At least your not a loser." she added, now letting her mouth form into a sly grin. "If you were a loser, that would be quite awful wouldn't it?" This stallion probably thought he was so suave, but Loveless was bitterly trying to catch him on his little speeches.
"A potent weapon? You've got to be kidding me." she added, while looking at him almost shocked. "Whatever does that mean?" She completely ignored his fascination with her name, and went straight to what was bothering her.
"A blonde fool, they have been close since before your and my time." she added, while glaring since he doubted her. Why would she lie? She was many things, but not a liar. Baneful Incubus looked sick to the stomach at the prospect of Kalona being raised into a mockery of what they stood for, raised in the illusion of love and contentment, brainwashed into thinking they were nothing better than somehow flawed or ugly lessers. The very idea mads him wish such a parent was there in front of him right there so that he could tell them of his outrage, but it was just the two of them. "To think that a line as flawless as our own could produce such defect. I would not hesitate to kill such a polluted individual and to make them an example, you have my word on that."
He cocked a brow slightly at the almost barbed statement about loss. "No, I am not a loser. I never lose." his tail seemed to twitch more erratically behind him and he flicked his ears back. Clearly failure was a very very touchy subject for him. He was only too glad to move onto other things, nodding. "It is a potent weapon when you use the ties of emotion to break someone. There is nothing more delightful than luring the foolish into the pretence of love before breaking their trust at the end. Yes it is potent, it strikes wounds where hooves and fangs cannot." he smirked "With my own kind I bear no falsities though, I merely flirt in jest."
A look of honest surprise appeared on his features at the mention of this friend of his father's, he must have been ignorant all this time. It was interesting and worrying, what else didn't he know about his parents.
"I had no idea." he snorted. "Seems there is a lot I've yet to learn still." Tweekend She smiled, though this time genuinely. "As I said, that is good to hear. You saying that is pleasing to my ears." And with that, she twitched one of her ears playfully, only to gleam at him happily. He was lucky then, if he had never seen such a horrible excuse for life.
"Yes but that may only work for those who believe in love." she added, now bringing her smile into a frown. "What is your plan then, when you are encountered with one who does not hold love as true? Then you really must have a challenge." Ha, how funny, she was almost talking about herself. But still.. his little games could only work when the other was dumb enough to believe that crap.. right?
"You have plenty of time to learn, that's what living is." she was glad that he didn't argue and only listened to her knowledge. Maybe he wasn't as stupid as she first had thought? "I haven't seen your father in awhile, I imagine he is as impressive as always. I almost thought you were him, but then I realized you both are still different." VERY different, actually. It was strange that she could understand Incubus, rather then the swearing she always heard with Wrath. Baneful He gave her another one of his almost imperceptible smirks in return for her approval, glad he had met one of the more sane members of the species and received warning of the existance of pathetic creatures in their midst. If he hadn't had warning he might have missed them and a chance missed to prune the branches of the noble raven-blessed would be chance he'd regret passing.
His grin flicked predatory again. "Ah but there you have it. I seek to entrap those who love only, and see to it that they do not survive to pass on that foolishness. There is no more delicious moment than the second where they realise that all they believed was an illusion and that in the real world, survival is ruthlessness." he added silkily "Those who do not beleive in love are wise then, they live to see the light of another day." he gave her another appraising look and seemed to find her satisfactory in his estimation.
Foolishness was not something he wanted to catch him out so despite pride, he was still willing to learn. He intended to use the emotions of others in his favour? He would have to learn how emotion worked, there was so much he'd have to know and in knowing his parents, he'd know himself more.
He helf his head up higher in unspoken pride that he had almost been mistaken for his father. He would not let himself bring disgrace. "Yes, I am different from him." as a foal, growing up to be like Wrath had been all he ever wanted. Now he was grown he didn't care about being just like his father, he simply wanted one day to be able to look him in the eye as an equal. He looked almost wistful for a moment.
"I'd be trying in vain forever if I sought to be like him. There is too much of my mother in my blood for it to ever be otherwise." Tweekend Well, thankfully she would never fall for one of his traps then. She felt quite intelligent, that she was able to figure his game out on her own. "Isn't there more then love, though?" she questioned, now eying him carefully. It was something she watched from Succubus herself, and love had nothing to do with the twisted mind-trap that the dark female had on Wrath. "I would think if anything that lust was more strong then the potent of love. A physical lust, where one is bound to never escape."
Maybe the stallion just worked differently? Either way, Loveless wondered what other tricks he had up his sleeve.
"Same for me." she answered, understanding the pain and annoyance of her own mothers blood. "At least you are not the spitting image of your mother, whereas I am cursed." She held her tongue, because she didn't want to make it sound like a competition per-se. But, she understood the conflict very well, and she wanted him to know that. "But, isn't it more fun when you turn out prettier or more handsome then what you hate?" her smile was now twisted, but she enjoyed what she was for that sake only. Baneful He grinned suggestively "Lust is indeed very strong, however, much to my annoyance, most mares are not half as interested in falling into a trap of lust, they seek security from a prospective partner and in that respect. Stallions though, who knows if that'd work on them?." He laughed out loud, a harsh cackle, jarringly different from his speaking tone "I'll have to try it someday. Lust is an easy weapon to weild if appearances are on your side, and I like to think that at least in that department I am blessed." he curled his tail sensuously. "Pretending to give a damn about lessers. THAT is where the hard work lies."
He sympathised with her to an extent, he was in some ways proud to bear echoes of his mother but at other times felt like Wrath carried a reverance amongst their kind. He circled Loveless unashamedly, wanting to use her comment as an excuse to get a very good look at her. He returned to stand in front of her.
"Yes, there is nothing better than that, and I'd say, even without having seen your mother, that you have paled her." Tweekend "You are correct in that, stallions are much easier to seduce with lust." Even she had tried it, and enjoyed the simplicity of the way that stallions think. Though, at his little boast about appearance, she scowled at him, and flipped her hair arrogantly. "You are blessed? Come now, isn't it in the opinions of others to prove if one is blessed or not?" She gave him a wink of her own, and strode a few paces past the stallion, since she was not good at sitting still either. "Lets walk, I am restless."
She was enjoying his blabberings more then she initially thought, so she decided to walk next to him for the time being, to see what else he would say.
At his little compliment, she only snorted happily. "Well, my father is quite beautiful, so if anything it is more of an honor looking like him." Though, she was thankful for her own unique look, so she wasn't the spitting image of either of them. "Don't you have other siblings? What do they look like?" Baneful He shrugged slightly "It's up to others to prove it, yes, but if you don't think you are the most attractive thing to grace this earth you'll never outwardly look it." with a nod he strolled alongside the female, glad to be moving again. It might not be the usual wild prowl-gallop-fly-gallop sequence he was used to, it was motion and therefore, it was good. He held his tail in an arc behind him, head high and walked with an arrogance in his step usually found only in human show steeds, always aiming to emphasise his size, a habit he'd kept since he was a foal.
"My siblings?" he wrinkled his nose. He cared for them insofar as any brother would. "I have two sisters, Vexation and Fury. They have mother's horns but definate hints of father." he looked deeply dissaproving. "His foul mouth for one." he ruffled his wings irritably "I don't know what either of them have been doing with themselves though, it has been quite some time since I saw one or the other. What about yourself? Do you have the joy of being one of several children?" he rolled his eyes. Tweekend She grinned as he spoke of her sisters, and imagined the little rascals swearing as much as Wrath did. "Actually yes, I have two brothers but, for all I know they are disgraces as well." she put her gaze on Incubus, and almost grinned alluringly. "You would kill them, instantly, as I would as well. I haven't had the luck of finding them, yet." She figured he would understand that if she needed to go out of her way to kill them, that they were most likely very weak and pathetic.
She looked ahead of them to see more forest, and she sighed angerly. "Where exactly were you going earlier? There is like, nothing in these woods." How annoying, to be roaming around such an ugly area.
Maybe Loveless enjoyed causing a fuss more, and making herself visible in the sky, since she always loved watching lessers run away from her dark figure.
It was strange though, to still be talking to the stallion after all this time. Loveless didn't enjoy socializing very much, but she figured it was alright at the moment, since Incubus wasn't that much of an idiot. "Ah well, I forgot what I was doing today, anyways." she muttered, while snorting at the ground. Baneful Incubus gave her a sidelong glance, apparently only just being hit by the worry of what would happen if either of his sisters ended up being classed as "weak", he had no qualms over massacring lessers and other animals, but Kalona and family? The brief hesitation in him made him panic that he too could be considered weak for it and he shut down on that thought and considered it no longer. Instead he smirked approvingly. "If I have the misfortune of meeting either, I'll dispose of them for you gladly." he tossed his mane out of his eyes and eyed the forest accusingly.
"I was..following a raven." he frowned, still not sure if other soquili could see the raven at all or wether it was in his head. "I'd never been here before. Was hoping there'd be mares. Or just idiots." he snarled at the empty forest. "Or anything at all. It's dead here, and that's without my help." He snorted. "Maybe there were others but we scared them off unwittingly. Cowards are like that."
Inc himself rarely socialised without ulterior motives, it was a refreshing change to just chat without having to constantly think about how he'd seduce and slaughter the other. "Have you seen prey at all since you got here?" Tweekend "It is amusing that you are unfamiliar and uninterested with this area as well- at least there are no other distractions though, right?" Ah well, she looked at the sulky forest and sighed, shaking her head. How humorous, for her to be stuck in such a position, and especially with a male! It was all too odd for her, she would have to punish herself later for spending so much leisure time out and about.
She was glad though, the he would happily kill her brothers. They needed to be killed, especially since they were disgraceful in their names. She would get angry if he felt sorry for them or something, so she was relieved that she didn't need to dwell on it more.
"I haven't seen many prey around here, its a pity for us! This is a nice hiding area I supposed, but I would doubt that you and I would ever hide from anything." With a quick smirk, she bite into her lip, imagining the days when she would hide around as a filly. Thankfully though, those days were long over.
"You were the first thing I noticed, not only were you loud, but you were bright and powerful even from the sky." Sadly, she didn't mean for that to turn into a compliment, and she figured he would bask in the words. "I was merely observing as I normally do, I prefer the sky in such cases."
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 10:22 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 9:15 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 8:28 am
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