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 Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 12:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 2:11 pm
In between the vast valleys of Nightmare and Dream, the little fairy with torn wings and gentle heart danced in a meadow, stirring up winds of butterflies and other various little insects. Every once in a while, her shackles clinked together, creating a little beat as she moved. This girl had no parents...unless the man she was cloned from could be considered her parent.
This was one of the few times, Elric even allowed her out of his sight and he wasn't around to keep her safe....
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 3:35 pm
From the deep shadows and pair of blood red eyes glow and follow the flowing movements of this bright pony. The Neomancer, the Lord of Darkness, eternal enemy of the elves and their damned gods, was hunting!
Silently he stalks his chosen prey, and as he does so, marvels at his own choice. This fairy was not to his usual tastes. He was drawn to dark females who saught him out in order to sate their own thirsts for power. Yet, he could not help but wonder what would come from a joining of such an innocent creature and the Lord of Darkness.
A twisted smile crosses his lips as the thought crosses his mind!
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 5:16 pm
Tiny pink and white butterflies settled in to her mane and tail. Though she was no stranger to darkness or evil, she still maintained a form of innocence. She went cross eyed as a little butterfly took rest on her nose and she focused in on it, grinning a little. She was unaware of any gaze that was settled on her.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 5:20 pm
He snorts sharply and narrows his glowing eyes into a glare. What was she thinking, the fool, wandering alone in the lands between with no gaurdian. Had she not heard the whispers of the darkness creeping from Nightmare Valley, in will bent to causing harm to the light dwellers!
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 5:33 pm
Her tail flicked, sending the butterflies soaring for the sky. Her gaze followed the trail, smiling softly to herself.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 1:56 pm
He rolls one demonic red eye, tossing his gloddy black mane. Would such a fool truly be worth stalking! The only reason the Neomancer stalked females was for the purpose of offspring, to increase the size of his gathering before he could launch an attack against the light. Vlos and Sarol had grown well, and were now more then ready to take on the task of training more younglings. Despite the fact they were daughters, and much loved by the Drow in his following, he fealt the need for a son of his own to train and convert. But could he get such a thing from this seemingly witless female!
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:19 pm
Her senses peeked as the wind stirred, carrying with it scents such as his. She tensed, swinging around with a loud clang of shackles.
"Who's there?" she demanded though she felt like bolting.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:32 pm
He chuckles to himself. She was frightened! It was clear in the whites of her eyes and the very way she held herself at that moment. He glances upwards. The sun was still shining, and he dared not risk himself in the bright light. Better he draw her to the shadows. He studies her for a silent moment before deciding his approach.
"Simply one who wishes to meet you" he says in a voice that he purposly made sound hurt. She looked like one who would work well to have her sympathy played on, and as such he made his tone sound as pathetic as possible.
He also begins to slowly shift his form, Keeping his black fur but looking now thin, starving, with his eyes sunk into his face and his ribs poking out of his gleaming side.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:36 pm
She frowned. If this being wanted to meet why not go into the light? Her instincts told her to fled, but it wasn't everyday she got to meet someone new. Slowly she urged forward before she stopped, keeping to the edges from the shadows, trying to remain in the light.
"Who are you?" She asked again, almost quieter.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:42 pm
"A pony lost and alone" he says, putting a deliberate catch in his voice as though in pain. "And unable to search for help!" he added to his transformation a large cut across one leg, seeping blood. "Will you not aid me, my Lady?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 3:47 pm
"That doesn't tell me a name..." She murmured, inching forward to the treeline again.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 4:03 pm
"Its been so long since I've have company, my name has been lost in the fog that clouds my mind."
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 4:18 pm
"I see....that must be awful, living alone. How'd you get injured?" It wasn't hard missing the blood from this distance. It was mingled with the meadow and forest scents, but still there.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 4:25 pm
Frustrated that she was still standing in the night, the Neomancer still keeps up his appearance, his voice not loosing its pained tone in the slightest. "A viscious trap set up on the outskirts of nightmare valley snagged my leg!"
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