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 Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:10 pm
Thin blinked, and turned her head as Reaper raced past her, ignoring his war cry. She watched him..Run into a tree. Wow. The albino blinked, and then burst out laughing. Each laugh resonated in the air, high and scratchy. Finally, after a few minutes, the old mare stopped laughing, and gasped for breath for a minute. The egotistical pig.. ran into a tree! Grinning horrendously at the black and white blob, Thin decided to comment, "Smooth. Very smooth."
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:16 pm
Reaper slowly removed his horn from the tree, pulling himself away as he growled.
"At least I killed something," said Reaper. "Perhaps I was not truly trying to kill you, mare. Have you ever thought of that? No, of course you did not. Why would such an idea pop into your silly dimwitted little mind? Oh, I'm sorry, did I use big scary words? Maybe you should increase your vocabulary and get a proper education. While you are at it, you should learn more about respecting those more powerful than you and knowing your place in this world. You are nothing more than a mare. A silly, little moronic mare in that giant world that be. Consider that your first lesson in your advancement in education."
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:27 pm
Thin just smirked triumphantly. "Dimwitted is not exactly a big word, only a fool would consider it so. Neither is little, or mind." She paused for a second. "I have an enormous vocabulary, I just see no use in wasting it on a pathetic retard." The albino sniffed, before continuing, "You are correct, for once. I am a mare, as ye are a stallion. Albeit a whiny, bratty one, but a stallion nonetheless." A ruby eye glinted, and suddenly she realized exactly what he said in his first sentence. "And why wouldn't ye want to kill me? Pity? I need no pity. Pity is for fools." She hissed the word pity as if it was dirt. "And you should keep your eyes open when you charge, toherwise you'll fall off a cliff. Though I would pay to see that. Consider that your first lesson in the art of war." The last word, war, was flung about casually, as if she had been in a few fights herself. It wouldn't be suprising, really.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:42 pm
"It is not pity, your mindless fool," grunted Reaper. "War? What could you possibly no about war, mare? A war is the single most fascinating event that this life, this world, has to offer. For a mare such as yourself to say a word such as that is a disgrace to the very constant essence of the spirits of war."
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 2:46 pm
"Then what is it?" She asked gruffly, glowering at him. "War? I know all too much about it. All too much. Have you ever asked yourself, or wondered how I got my limp? I doubt you have been in a War yourself, no one would want 'The Epitome of Evil' On their side. Nobody would ever want you." The subject of war seemed to have touched a soft spot in the albino, and all her replies were hisses, as she turned to leave.
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 8:36 pm
"Quit telling silly lies, mare," said Reaper with a grim and twisted smirk. "You know you want me. It's very clear by your behavior and attitude towards me that you have a passionate undying desire to be with me for all eternity, be the mare behind the man who is the Epitome of Evil. Your constant atempts ridicule and condescending tones are merely tries to cover up your love for me. Admit it mare. You want me.
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 8:39 pm
"What the crack are YOU sniffing?!" Thin snorted, half amused. She had no feelings for this pig. And this was only proving more so how jerky he was. "For God's sakes, why the hell would I like you? First off, I'm pretty damn old. And I don't do love." Her red eyes narrowed, but she turned again, and started to walk off, forgetting her olive leaves.
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 8:43 pm
Reaper watched as the mare walked off, feeling a bit disappointed in her reaction. Reaper than closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to get his mind off of her and the possibility of affection towards her. As he opened his eyes, he spotted a few olive leaves left behind. Reaper grabbed the olive leaves in his mouth and hid them behind him.
"Fine mare, but I know that you will only return, chasing after me, wanting me," said Reaper. "You will be back. We will meet again."
Reaper then grabbed the olive leaves and began to walk off, away from the mare with the olive leaves in his mouth. Its only a matter of time before she chases after him, wanting the leaves.
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 8:50 pm
"Sure, sure. When Hell freezes over, we can set up a date." The albino said, dryly, voice dripping with sarcasm. Her white hooves made a soft rustling sound on the leaves as she departed, her limp dragging behind. Thin looked like a ghost, dissapearing into the bowels of the forest, to her home. Only then did she remember the olive leaves, and a frustrated look passed over her face. Damnit, how could she forget them? Age..? She sighed, and kept limping along. There were plenty of others.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 2:06 pm
Anselm was walking slowly through darkwood forest and kept an eye out for anythign that might want to hurt him. when he was a little colt he was told never to go through here and never did as he listened to his parents. but now tha the was an adult, he figured it was about time to explore the place. it was kind of spooky so he was on edge.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 2:12 pm
Darkwood Forest seemed the best place most suited to his character, Lucrain mused, as he idly wandered through the looming trees. The only lights that even came close to being seen were fireflies and the twinkling stars... but perhaps he was merely being poetic. Green eyes sharp as he observed the area--he was a new one, just come from within the forest itself--when he spotted a lone stallion. Swiftly, he moved with a precision commendable even by the best assassins, and watched.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 2:16 pm
Anselm snorted and stopped a moment to check the surrondings about him as he felt somethign was about. as he looked about he saw a stallion byhimself. tossign his head, he always was weary of anyone new. watching the other stallion, he waaited to see what he was up to.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 2:23 pm
Damn, he was spotted. He was losing his touch... Deciding the other was harmless, he approached cautiously, his mind thinking about ten steps ahead. In a whirl, he managed to return to the present situation and proceeded to speak. "Who are you?" Blunt, sophisticated and polite, and yet rude all at the same time. His guard was way up, and his seagreen eyes glittered with an intense emotion of icyness.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 2:26 pm
Anselm stayed where he was though with his shyness he wanted to take a step back but kept himself from doing so. and when the other stallion talked it seemed he was rather blunt and to the point. " i'm Anselm and who are you?" was he responce he gave to the stallion which in it self was kind of rude with how he worded himself.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 2:44 pm
Lucrain couldn't help himself; he smirked. Seeing no point in giving his full name, he replied, "Luke. Greetings, Anselm; new to these parts?" Anselm seemed that way, what with how the stallion seemed to be quite unfamiliar with this area. Not that he himself knew much about it, but he was better at trusting his gut instinct than most others; well, so he hoped.
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