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Post by leprechaunoflowd on Jun 2, 2009 16:33:40 GMT -5
Stabinae regarded the scene before her with bemusement.
If it weren't for the fact that she was seperated from her offspring, surrounded by strangers and volatile stallions and a human whom she found mildly irritating, overall in a place she didn't want to be in any longer, with such a ridiculous series of events happening around her, well...
She would have found the whol thing extremely amusing.
But at the moment Stabinae was restless, irritable and fighting off fatigue; a giant purple elephant could have popped out of nowhere, sucker-punched Satan, then belched out Frantic Horror and her lips wouldn't have so much as twitched.
' I am going to ressurect him...'
Good luck with that, sunshine.
Stabinae parted her jaws and hissed softly, before picking up a brisk trot. Her ears were flattened against her skull, her eyes daring, just daring someone else to stop her.
She'd had enough.
I'm the fear that keeps you awake
I'm the shadows on the wall
I'm the monsters they become
I'm the nightmare in your skull
I'm a dagger in your back
An extra turn upon the rack
I'm the quivering of your heart
A stabbing pain, a sudden start...
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Jun 2, 2009 21:35:20 GMT -5
Horror lunged through the barrier, he was home at last. His body had finished repairing itself, though it still hurt like hell, but he didn't care. He reared back, his powerful frame towering high. Everything looked different, yet nothing had changed. It was not the place that had changed, but more the way he looked at it. He didn't see all the creatures there with as much kindness as he had before, now he held not even respect for them. His unfazed eyes glared over everything emotionlessly, the hatred in them boring into everything around him.
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Post by Thorn on Jun 2, 2009 21:43:47 GMT -5
“Horror?” Misfit asked but she kept her distance she was still in heat but there was something different about the two stallions.
“Your girlfriend is still waiting for you.” Satan laughed, and walked to the top of his hill, he stood with dignity and a hatred that he couldn’t shake.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Jun 2, 2009 21:49:49 GMT -5
Horror tried hard to keep from laughing. He still called himself a forcer, but Satan talked as if he still had interest in any of that. Horror couldn't be sure the next time a mare came near him he wouldn't lash out and attack it, but not to breed. He wanted blood, to see something writhing in pain... He glared around, just daring someone to test him and come nearer.
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Post by Thorn on Jun 2, 2009 21:59:00 GMT -5
Misfit went closer and stood feet from him, she still had a secret weapon. Her blue coat shined in the sun, “What happened?” She asked.
Satan watched his brother’s body language and saw he had no interest in breeding, but blood. “Horror, come here!” Satan called.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Jun 2, 2009 22:03:51 GMT -5
Horror turned away, ignoring Misfit completely, and stalked over to where his brother was standing. "What is it, Nii-san?" His eyes shifted around, his ears flickered back and forth, everything about him suggested that he might snap any minute. He purposefully let this show, though in reality he had quite a good grip over himself. His self control had remained with him even after he had changed so much.
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Post by Thorn on Jun 2, 2009 22:12:40 GMT -5
“Crone, he has been testing our power, and he threatens our very position.” He said with a low growl. He looked out trying to spot the stallion who was starting to be a pain. His eyes seemed unsettled and he was feeding from his brother’s fierce energy.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Jun 2, 2009 22:17:16 GMT -5
Horror couldn't refrain from laughing then. "That will be the biggest mistake of his life. Maybe we can have some fun with him, Nii-san?" That was perfect, he would have an excuse to fight another forcer, and he could go all out. For the first time in his life, Horror felt truly alive.
(kinda ironic, right? He only really feels alive after he died=p)
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Post by Thorn on Jun 2, 2009 22:26:07 GMT -5
“Better yet, let’s mess around with his sister Prize, and when he tries to pick a fight with us…You get the idea.” Satan had some sort of mental connection with his brother. His smile was twisted and so was his thinking.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Jun 2, 2009 22:50:26 GMT -5
"By messing, you mean attacking, right?" Horror could only hope his brother was on the same wave length as him, he had always been the nicer of the two but he didn't know exactly how much his brother had changed compared to him.
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Post by dasuke on Jun 3, 2009 1:50:57 GMT -5
Pleasure walked over to Satan quietly.'You brought him back....i'm glad you did.'Pleasure noticed the lookin Satan and Horror's eyes,both looked fill with dignity and hatred .'Satan,are you ok?or do you just need rest..'
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Post by KitKat on Jun 3, 2009 3:12:01 GMT -5
Kayla
Kayla walked over to the stallions and bowed her head, "I am glad you brought him back, she nodded and then walked away, "I will be leaving now for i feel another precense in need" She walked over to the edge and passed through the barrier still unsure of whether it would let her.Breeze of the South
Breeze looked at her foal now grown. She looked down unhappily, she thought of the happy life she had led and what lay ahead for her. She vowed she would protect her foal at all costs even if it cost her her life. She nuzzled the mares shoulder and her eyes drooped open " i will do whatever it takes to protect you and keep you safe" she dropped her long mane over warriers neck and stayed there keeping her warm. She led her out making sure forces werent around, realising that her foal could use her powers she said, "do what it takes to protect yourself" She walked calmly over to Satan and looked at him "Satan i know i have never been anything special in your eyes but you have to help me protect Warrier, she is so young and defensless if you dont help i will die for her safety, she can not be bred until she is ready" She looked into Satans eyes and realised that they werent the same "youve changed" she backed up her eyes scared and looked around at Horror "both of you" She wirled around and galloped up to her foal, "use your powers and i will be here to protect you" Breeze looked at her chiled, her beautiful daughter and bursed out crying, "I will not let it happen to you, i wont i cant" she buried her head in her mane and her daughter wrapped her huge wings around her mother protecting her from harm
Wild Warrier
Warrier was fully grown, she hoisted herself up of the ground and raced like the wind with her mom. She reached the side and looked up her head to the breeze, she nuzzled her mom and waited for her return from the stallion when she got back she saw fear in her eyes, the exitement had gone and now you could not make out any of the spark in her beautiful eyes. She put her huge wings around her mom protecting her and then she hoisted herself into the air, she got infront of Breeze and got ready for anything, She closed her eyes concentrating and felt herself melting away into nothing, She opened her eyes and nickered to her mom telling her she was here. "its ok mom you and me will be protected, if they wont let me out i will give my life for you to go free" she came down to the ground and stared ahead still invisible not taking her eyes of the stallions around her....
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Post by leprechaunoflowd on Jun 3, 2009 6:27:23 GMT -5
Stabinae tensed upon spotting Horror; the andaluscian stallion emitted a dark aura of anger and hatred, and she could tell he was out for blood.
Her ears flattened against her skull, and she changed her route slightly, leaving a wide arc around the two brothers as she moved towards the exit.
Stabinae loathed stallions, and one would think she would take pleasure in ending as many males' lives as she could, ensuring they never approached her again.
But that was not the case, for two reasons.
Firstly, Stabinae was cool, pessimistic, sarcastic; overall, very sharp with her tongue and quick on the draw, even ruthless.
But she was not a killer. She was not some cold-hearted murderer, and no matter what she had been through, Stabinae would never use it as an excuse to end someone's life.
After all, it wasn't their fault she hated- well, okay, they weren't exactly helping their case by forcebreeding mares and holding them captive... But still. She personally had no quarrel with these stallions apart from her irrational.... Issues.
And secondly, no matter how hard she tried, no matter how well she concealed it and dealt with it and forced herself to remain strong, Stabinae was...
A shell. She was not broken, but she was cracked and scarred and fragile on the inside, missing pieces that had been lost over the years she had suffered through her... Ordeal.
She still felt fear. She was still afraid, and found it difficult to interact normally. Why should she, when no one could possibly ever understand her?
You could not understand someone...Unless you knew them.
These beings did not even know her name, let alone her past.
It was fear; hot, simmering with fury and tainted with maligance and malevolence, but still fear.
The kind of fear that is like sanity struggling against insanity; the type that forces you to do the safest thing to protect yourself regardless of whether or not you want to or feel able to.
She left a large amount of space between Horror and Satan, because...
It was the type of fear that would stop at nothing to ensure they did not touch her, and that included fighting to kill.
(E~L~L: As you can see, Stabinae is very, uh...Conflicted. =D Desire to leave and see her offspring is making her move, when really all she wants to do is remain as unnoticed as possible so as to avoid the stallions. Then, although she always forces herself to be strong, she shows weakness in letting fear get the better of her and go around Horror And Satan in a large arc, rather than just walk right past them. Apologies for the length; my muse is on steriods. Right muse? (Muse: Help me...))
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Post by Thorn on Jun 3, 2009 19:08:27 GMT -5
“I don’t need rest, I need revenge!” He partly yelled at her then scolded himself and nuzzled her. He didn’t know what was wrong with himself and shook his mane.
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Post by dasuke on Jun 3, 2009 19:40:37 GMT -5
Pleasure nuzzled Satan back,a flame burning in her as she thought of ways of revenge,her mind could think of many ideas of revenge.'who do you want revenge against?those who dared attack your brother?'Pleasure was feeding off of the dark aura Satan had coming off of him,it was fueling her own dark side,making her want to find someone or thing outside the barriers to take it out on.She looked at Satan,her tail flicking in anticipation,everyone of her muscles were ready to take on a challenge.
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