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High-functioning Hellraiser
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 Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 10:28 pm
This RP between Millicent and Razi. It started as an in-thread RP and will be moved here.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 10:29 pm
Thread Millicent: Doesn't the eyeliner-ish markings make him look more girly...?
Razi: -Snorts and slightly glares over at Millicent- Who the heck are you calling girly?
Millicent: Who do you think I'm calling girly? Your the one with eyeliner on your eyes. Are you crossdressing or something?
Razi: Says the plane jane with a logo on her butt. Are you trying to advertising something, hm? -Rolls his eyes- No, I am not cross dressing. Just because I have this marking doesn't mean I am trying to say something.
Millicent: Hm, it's better than looking like a flamboyant gay or whatever. *Snorts.* I suppose you can say that. They're my sponsor. *Shrugs.* It doesn't? It says something to me.
Razi: Aw. My heart cries so much from your words that it hurts like a horn through the heart. Boo hoo. -Pouts and fakes a sniffle- I might as well come stampeding out of my non-existent closet and slap a choice word right over that logo so the world knows what exactly you really are, cause it seems you have a stick shoved way up there.
Millicent: How cute. I hope you do. Your life would be one sorry one if you kept on denying yourself. *Quirks a brow.* Really? *Flicks her tail.* I hope the world does know exactly what I am, and keeps that in mind. *Laughs.* What a disability that would be to have a stick shoved up there. I wonder how I got so good at running with that disability.
Razi: What is there to to deny is there is nothing to deny in the first place? -Rolls his eyes- I don't know, you are the weird one here, so why don't you tell me how you acquired such an "extraordinary" talent?
Millicent: *Shrugs.* So you don't deny it? *Smirks a little.* Ahhh, I would say practice I guess. I didn't even know it was a disability, but whatever. It doesn't even hold me back.
Razi: -Chuckles a little while shaking his head, his mane toss a bit- So what is the name of the plane jane lady with a snake's tongue on her, huh?
Millicent: *Watches him, amused.* Millicent. What about the flamboyant gay who can't get himself out of the closet?
Razi: I don't know about him, but my name is Razi. -Smirks- I suppose it is nice to meet ya.
Millicent: .. *Laughs.* ahah. Your cute. *Eyes.* I guess its nice to be acquainted with you.
Razi: -Raises a brow at the eyeing- Oh, cute am I? Well that is something...well something not so knew, but all the thanks anyway. Your attitude is something I have never come across before. Most I meet are more..timid I guess.
Millicent: *Laughs.* Can you not sense the sarcasm dripping off that comment? Well, I guess for a flamboyant gay, you are cute? *Shrugs.* I can't tell you since I'm not male and gay. *Shrugs.* Well, that's boring. I would hate to run into them. That would just be a waste of time.
Razi: Sometimes sarcasm is better ignored and turned in to a compliment not intended to be such. It makes things fun if the other person becomes angry. -Shrugs and holds his smirk, the pouts- Aw, and why can't I be a good little straight boy like most of the other boys. I want to go around and join in their games~
Millicent: Aren't you clever. Does that boost your ego? Too bad I'm not quick to anger to your knowledge. *Grins a bit.* Oh? What exact games? *Quirks a brow.*
Razi: -Whispers- How about I just leave that to your imagination, huh? I'm sure you will think of something to your liking.
Millicent: If I leave it my thoughts, that would just be you want to hunt for some p***y. *Yawns.* Was that your attempt of being seductive, flam-gay? *Quirks a brow, boredly looking at him.*
Razi: -Raises a brow and resits the upcoming need to laugh- Seduce you? Why the heck would I want to do something like that? I thought I was supposed to be "flamboyantly gay"? Shouldn't I be running around out there all happy and skipping though a meadow of hot pink flowers trying to tackle down some big stud muffin? So why would I want someone like you? -Looks the mare up and down before looking away in a fake veil of disgust- Honey, you make me sick.
Millicent: You tell me, you tell me. You said you wanted to roll with the straight crowd. Who knows what you'll try to prove that your straight. Get fake girlfriends to prove that your really interested in girls. Who knows. *Grins.* How could I forget? I can actually see that happening. I didn't know you'd be the submissive one~ *Laughs a bit.* I didn't say you wanted me. *Gets a little irritated.* Hm, you can go away then, flamgay. *Eyes.*
Razi: -Pouts again and nudges the mare a bit- Aw, but I thought we were getting along SO well. I thought maybe I could be like your little gay "girl friend" and, and we could hang out and talk about this and that while we stay up all night giggling over stupid stuff no one really cares about, but we do.. -whispers- we do. -Chokes on a chuckle while shaking his head- But really, is that my new name, "Flamgay"?
Millicent: I think we're getting along too well.*Rolls her eyes.* You must be loving playing the role right now, don't you? If you must insist, you can be that little gay "girlfriend." Maybe then we can hook you up with some hunky stallion next, right? *Looks over to him mischievously.* I have just the stallion in mind for you... *Shrugs.* I guess so. It fits, doesn't it? It takes too long to say flamboyant gay.Millicent: I think we're getting along too well.*Rolls her eyes.* You must be loving playing the role right now, don't you? If you must insist, you can be that little gay "girlfriend." Maybe then we can hook you up with some hunky stallion next, right? *Looks over to him mischievously.* I have just the stallion in mind for you... *Shrugs.* I guess so. It fits, doesn't it? It takes too long to say flamboyant gay.
Razi: -Raises a brow at the mischievous look- Tch, yeah and then when he makes a move on me I can hit him right where is counts then stomp away to go about my travels as per usual. I don't have the time nor the patience to try and flirt with a girl just to have a nice time. It's a waste of time anyway of you truly don't care about them enough to stick with them for life, but then again some just aren't meant to have one love I guess.
Millicent: *Laughs a bit.* Where is this coming from? Now you're being all serious. *Shrugs.* I could care less for love. Its not like a stallion would be interested in me, or like I would be interested in a stallion. I have other things to achieve that hold more importance to me.
Razi: -Smirks a bit as he lightly shrugs and looks off to the side a bit- I guess you can say I jump around from time to time depending on the topic at hand. I am someone of many faces and accounts. Now, as for love, I don't bother looking for it. If it come, it comes. If it doesn't, well then I guess it just doesn't and I can go on living my life as it is. I've found interests and possibilities, but no one I could ever say I have truly loved or could say I could love. -His ears perk as he looks over at her- Oh? And why would you say no one could ever be interested in you, and what could be more important than love?
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High-functioning Hellraiser
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 10:43 pm
(( You are amazing. heart I appreciate this! ))
Millicent just eyed him. "I guess I just didn't expect that from you. Hm." She watched him, trying to get a read on his exact feelings on the topic. "I guess what your saying is true." She shrugged. "Like you said earlier, I'm just a plane jane as well as a pretty mean, competitive b***h." She grinned a bit. "More important that love? Racing, of course. I strive to be the best." She shrugged. "Plus, I can't ever imagine myself settling down, having a family, and that bullshit crap. I'm not exactly loving, caring, or motherly." She laughed.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 11:59 am
[No problem! <3]Razi rolled his eyes while letting out an amused snort at the comment. "Tch, come on. If Kolanas and Skinwalkers can go around having kids and manage not to mess up their life and eat them then I am sure you would do just fine. If not, then no will will be surprised I guess." His head slowly started to tilt, his bright blue eyes catching sight of the medal hanging around Millicent's neck. "The best huh? Like they say there is always someone out there better than you, and that medal just proves it. I hope your bitchy side didn't go and scream at whomever manged to take the silver and gold." he said with a hint of amusement.
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High-functioning Hellraiser
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 11:06 pm
Millicent shrugged. "I guessss..." She glanced over to Razi, her sunflower yellow eyes peering into his brilliant blue eyes. "Still, those foals have to be ******** up to some degree, right?" She laughed. "If I had foals, I'm sure I'd put them into competition from the start of their life until their little batteries die out. Possibly compete for my motherly affection and shun out the losers." She said jokingly. One of her eyes twitched, as she eyed the stallion with an annoyed glare. "I can hold myself to be a little more civil during competitions. I don't want to be seen as having bad sportsmanship. But, it gives me more reason to try harder when I do lose." She said, grinning.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 7:44 am
"With parents like that who wouldn't be? Who knows what goes in a family of Kolanas and Skinwalkers. One can only imagine." Razi shrugged himself, his ears flicking at the bronze mare's next comment, an amused smirk playing on his lips. "So you would put your kids through a survival of the fittest type of things then, huh? It's not like siblings don't already compete against, so it would be more like adding fuel to the fire, with a pinch of "motherly love" "
A small chuckle escaped his lips at the sight of the glare. He knew what he had said probably hit her, so the look wasn't anything he was not already expecting to see, but it was still amusing none the less. "Civil? Now there is a word I would not expect to tie to you, but to each their own in how they see someone and themselves."
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High-functioning Hellraiser
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 6:43 pm
"Of course. It makes me curious though..." She grinned. "Possibly. It's not unheard of. I'd create the most competitive little monsters out there. I'd start off when they're baskets, and hopefully the competitive nature will stick throughout foalhood until adult life. I'll disown all of the foals who fail to impress me." She said with a laugh, looking to Razi with a glint to her eyes. "What about you flamgay? If you were theoretically to have children, how do you see yourself raising them?"
She snorted, tearing her gaze away from him, ignoring his chuckle. "I can be civil, if I so choose." She shrugged. "I didn't say I was, I said I would just act as if I was civil."
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 7:33 pm
"How parental of you. Me? Not so sure. At times I can see myself being fatherly since I have been told before that I am good with kids, and I enjoy being around them from time to time. I just don't like when they get overly bratty and annoying, but that is life and anyone can be that way."
Razi snorted, his blue eyes looking away with a tinge of amusement as he moved to start circling the mare. "Acting, actually, either way it doesn't coat you so very well at the moments, and probably any moment from what I have seen since you seem to be a loose fire cracker most of the time, but like I said, to each their own, and I suppose I do not know you very well to completely judge you, yet. Hm, I wonder if it is all that hot headed steam boiling inside you that propels you when you are running."
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High-functioning Hellraiser
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 7:58 pm
Millicent just grinned. "Oh? Why thank you." She quirked a brow. "Really? That's interesting. I wouldn't have ever imagine you to be good with kids." She shrugged. "Yeah, that's why I would disown those ones." She laughed a bit.
The mare watched as Razi circled her. Her eyes narrowed on him, a scowling stretching her lips. "I'm sure if you saw it for yourself, you would believe it." She said with a fake sugary tone, batting her eyes at him. "Oh really?" She said. "A loose firecracker. Do I seem irritated to you?" She asked, while one of her front legs reared up, almost looking like she was going to charge him. "Ah, but you have already judged me, and yet you don't really know me." She said with a laugh, as she crouched down a bit, still rearing her front leg. "We'll just have to see, huh?" She smirked.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 8:07 pm
The orange stallion crawled to a stop and stood before Millicent once more. He pouted and dawned a sad look, his voice switching to that of those "stereotypical gay gay". "Aw, sweetie, are you going to try and hurt me now? Whatever shall I do with himself if I happened to be injured? I don't think I could ever go on strutting around with an injury plastered on my beautiful self, a work of art. Boo hoo."
With a fake sniffled he crouched down himself so he stood eye to eye with the mare, his voice switching back to normal. "How about we see to that right now?"
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High-functioning Hellraiser
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 8:47 pm
Millicent rolled her eyes. "Aww, honey. Whatever gave you that idea. I wouldn't hurt something as cute as you." She laughed, her eyes glinting in the light, showing the mischief in her eyes. She made a quick movement to rear her athletic body up, kicking her front legs, faking jabs at the stallion. "If only you were that beautiful, flamgay." She snorted.
She smirked, her mouth curling up to looked like a pleased kitten. "Ooh~ Looks who wants to play." The mare laughed again. "Are you sure you're up to it?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 11:04 pm
Razi gave a questionable snort at the look in Millicent's eyes. He wondered what the mare could be up to, and it was no sooner after the thought came to mind that her got his answer and found himself jumping back to dodge the counterfeit jab.
He stood in his place, a bit on guard, with a slight look of annoyance, but her let it pass for now. "If only? Tch, I'm so radiant I should be use as a warning signal, but that is besides the point and matter at hand." The stallion quickly straightened himself out and put on a look of determination. "I said we should see to it now, and I meant it. If I wasn't up to it, then I wouldn't have asked in the first place. So how are we going to do this, since you are the "expert" of the races here?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 6:33 pm
After landing back on her forehooves, she blinked at him innocently. "Afraid?" She asked.
"A warning signal for what?" She asked. "That your a slow moving object, much like a banana slug?" She asked, with a quirked brow and smirk. "My, my. Look how cute you are looking at determined and crap. I wonder what you look like--" She cut herself off, laughing. "Ah, never mind." She looked around, trying to get a good scope of what could be a good track. "Do you want to long distance or short distance?" She asked first, ignoring his prior question. She was going to make this as fair as possible, despite her competitive nature.
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Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 9:19 pm
Snorting in exasperation and a pinch, he mentally rolled his eyes as he walking around for a bit, his eyes scanning the landscape so he could at least get a good feel for it before the race, and know what he should keep a look out for. If he was going to beat the mare, then he should be prepared for the obstacle that could come his way.
"Tch, banana slug my spotted bright a**, we'll see who the slow one is by the end of all of this."
Stomping a hoof in to the ground, he turned to the mare, a smirk painting on his lips. "I can keep up with long distance, thank you. I may not be a race horse or anything, but I have the stamina and strength to keep up, no worries. So, " He looked out in to the distance and grinned. "how about from here, all the way down to that river that sits in the woods? Shall we keep it a clean race or make bets?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 6:27 pm
The mare carefully watched the stallion as he took in the surrounding area. She felt confident that in any terrain, any track route, or whatever, she would thrive in. She's put herself in many situations to make sure that she got as much practice in all types of environments.
The mare rolled her eyes, coming back into focus on the now instead of her own thoughts. "We'll see, pretty boy. We'll see."
She quirked a brow at him, looking at him daringly. "Bets?" She perked up a bit. "What do you have in mind as a bet? Or would you rather keep it silent until the end of the race?" She asked, trying to figure out for herself what she would want out of him. Of course, she -had- to win. She wasn't going to let this flamboyant pretty boy win a race against her. The mare sneered a bit at the thought, glaring at him for bit. Her competitive nature was definitely changing her demeanor.
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