Topic: --you know this is M I NE&& (Read 343 times)
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--you know this is M I NE&& « Thread Started on Aug 23, 2007, 6:29pm »
»I trot into this barren land; deep ocean-sprayed occuli look around at the surrounding terrain. Nares flared and took in the scent of no equine brutes. Nor were there any wolven species either. Audits pinned against my ebonite skullary. This land would have to do 'till I fight for the King's posistion; and win. That shouldn't take to long. I already have a fae to protect and keep here. Thats one reason to mark this terrace as mine.
»A sharp diamond dug into the bare earth of the land. I let my nostrils explore the whole land. Perhaps this land dubbed Rutilious could be ruled by meh. Though I doubt the gods would let meh live in a place as wounderful as this. Oh, but I'd force them to give it to meh. So, whats the point of being negative?
»Oh yeah, I'm a Darq! Silly meh! I snort and let my orbs scan the terrace once more. Appendages picked up a trot as I made sure the boundaries were secure. How I love this atmosphere. To just think that the sweet smell of this land and everything in it would be owned by meh brought the most inviting taste to my occuli.
»I rear and let my muscular appendages lash out and throw my razor sharp daggers in the blanket of air. As my daggers land harshly on the soft sod; I let out a piercing screech of claimence. I won't give up. I'll fight for this land to be mine forever. And I won't give up. No matter what the gods say. I toss my skull and let my tassles fly in the wind. I pick up a three beat and buck in jubilee.
Re: --you know this is M I NE&& « Reply #1 on Dec 20, 2007, 1:17pm »
The place of shadows held a chill that doomed any lesser creature for eternity. They dare not enter the place because of the stench of dark power that rode the air there. But it called the name of the lone stallion swiftly approaching on ebony diamonds, beckoned him to enter and retrieve what was his. He half pities, half loathed the creatures that fled from the place, those pathetic lights who knew nought on suffering and those undecided neutrals with two hooves in the sunlit meadows and two in the barren lands coated in sin. At least he knew where his heart lay and what the nightmares held. He ignored the fresh scent barrier and entered the realm of shadows. As he was plunged into the darkness he survived off the blood red taints faded from his coat until the only thing left was the deep black that made him look like a moving shadow. This suited him best as he knew that it made some scared though he knew that it would not daunt others like him unless they were just kidding them selves about were they ought to be. Stilts slowing down he took his time to view the territory that he knew was not his. What he saw he licked and he decided that he would seek to stay. He had come looking for answers but had no idea where to find them so he just listened to his instincts and they told him to stay. His lobes pricked as the screech of another reached his ears. That was when his instincts surprised him. Lets see if you brute, match up to your land His lyrics were dripped with ice and filled with the sense of dominance. For some reason his instincts were telling him that this land should be his. It would have been simple to just take it but to fight for it would be so much sweeter. It would make it seem well deserved and an achievement. He could have danced on his daggers with the promise of a fight but that was also not his way. Picking his pace up again he set of in the direction of the brute that stood in his way of dominance. He wanted the land, almost felt like he needed and he vowed that it would be his, no matter what it cost. Then maybe he could build up his followers and push the limits of the darkness he thrived on. It wanted him to be great and to be great he would be.