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Post by hlfjac on Oct 30, 2010 0:05:36 GMT -5
Intense Confession
Black pelt rippled tightly over well trained muscles, bulging under my taught pelt. My fine Arabian carved crown nodded as I walked an impatient look in my step. My face was set in stone, no emotion showing. My dark orbs searched the terra, watching intently for the others that I had scented. My steps were light on the dark green grass; making no sound yet to me they pounded in my ears. My lifeless eyes narrowed as I walked without seeing anybody. My neck arched influenced by the Arabian blood yet my long, slim legs the touch of the mighty Thoroughbred. My legs stretched slowly yet going quickly from a walk to a canter.
My long legs stretched with grace as I made my way further into the force breeders Terra. A slight glint landed in my eyes as the faint smell of a nearby stallion oozed in my nares. The glint left my eyes yet only to return minutes later as the irresistible scent of a mare infected my nares. This was the times I smiled, yet an evil and horribly smirk. My easy stride worked its way until I was just yards from a stud. My black pelt shimmered under the harsh sun although I was quite used to the intense heat. I slowed to a fast walk, making my way to the stud before stopping in front of him. My slim frame would make it easy for me to move if he tried to attack me.
I scowled at the stallion, which seemed from my point of view to have nothing to do with force breeding. So what was he doing in this land, waiting to take a mare from the vicious force breeders that resided here? I smirked at the stallion and held my head higher. Waiting for him to respond to my small question.
OOC- BTW for whoever replies here, He is asking who he is and what he has to do with the land.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Oct 30, 2010 1:04:33 GMT -5
Frantic Horror watched the newcomer intently from the corner of his eye. When he had judged that the stallion had come close enough, his power instinctively took control, and after it ended he was standing next to the stallion with his nose next to the stallion's face. His eyes were dark and merciless as he locked eyes with the stallion. "And you are...?" came his low voice, just over that of a whisper.
Black Water observed the confrontation from a distance away, not daring to go near them. The new stallion worried her less than Horror. Before, Horror had always been gentle with them, and never tried deliberately to hurt them. But now... Something had happened, and now, she could sense bloodlust emanating from him. It was overpowering. Any moment he might snap and kill one of the mares... All she could do at the moment was stay away.
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Post by hlfjac on Oct 30, 2010 1:28:37 GMT -5
Intense Confession
My tall frame shifted restlessly as I stood staring at the stallion before me. We stared at each other for quite a bit, and I kept shifting restlessly, I wasn’t in my nature to keep still for too long. And I didn’t wish to do so. A foreleg struck forward. Pawing at the earth. My eyes hardened as he appeared beside me and my body stopped shifting. I was stock still now, no movement came of me expect of the slight rise and fall of my stomach. My crown looked straight forward, not moving to look at the stud that now stood with his nose at my crown. My long legs shifted as the uncomfortable silence between us was broken by the stallion’s hard voice. My eyes hardened and my jaw clenched together, a trait I had developed from my father.
“The name is Intense Confession.”
My voice was leaking with venom and at that my eyes flickered suddenly as I caught sight of a mare hiding in the shadows; my restless eyes watched her as I waited for the stallion beside me to respond. My body restlessly fought to stop the annoying knocking at the back of my head. How I contained my body’s’ instinct, I did not know how. For the mares irresistible scent lingered tirelessly in my nares. The next words I spoke where slightly interested but venom flowed through them as I hid my feelings from the surface.
“Who’s She?”
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Oct 30, 2010 1:49:59 GMT -5
Horror didn't have to look to know who the stallion was talking about, he was aware of everything in this land. "That is one of the mares that belongs to me and my brother. You now stand in the land of the forcebreeders." Again his power influenced this world, again he moved with seeming lightning speed as time stood still for only him. He appeared again a good distance away, next to Black Water. "Of course, if you have come to join our land, you may use any mare you wish." His eyes narrowed, "That is, if we deem that we can trust you."
Black Water jumped as Horror appeared next to him. She took a hasty step away. Horror didn't seem like he wanted to hurt her at this particular moment, but she could never tell with him any more...
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Post by hlfjac on Oct 30, 2010 2:14:18 GMT -5
Intense Confession
The stud’s words shook in my head. I stand in the land of force breeders. And the mare was his and his brothers. I startled as the stallion appeared beside the black mare at once. His sudden appearance made her jump, a tiny sign that I saw with my soul searching eyes. But his suddenly spoken words captured my sought attention. Any mare in this land could be bred by any stud. My eyes glinted with excitement. Yet his eyes narrowed when he spoke his next words. Trust was what he wanted. Even my eyes narrowed at the assumption. How could somebody ever trust a force breeder? They bred and they left. Easy enough. No force breeder cared an inch about his mares unless of course he was a softie. My eyes narrowed at how to answer the question and I decided finally not to. Instead I slowly nodded my fine head and walked slowly to where the mare and he stood.
When at last I stood in front of them, my eyes searched the black mare, waving over her body and landing on her finely carved rump. The then returned to her face, to study her scared appearance. My eyes searched into hers as she stood next to the stallion named Frantic Horror. A question formed on my lips and venom seeped through them as I spoke.
“And I can go searching for mares to bring back here?”
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Oct 30, 2010 2:24:16 GMT -5
Horror smiled as if that was the most obvious thing in the world. "Of course. Courtesy of my brother, any mare that sets foot in this land may never leave unless allowed by us."
(I'm getting tired of calling my mare black water, so I decided just now I shall call her Kuro, which is literally "black," though it sounds a bit masculine...) Kuro stared at the stallion as he watched her; his eyes sent shivers throughout her body. Finally she lost her nerves, and turned abruptly to run away from the two.
Horror watched her go with glinting eyes, but he remained still. If he wanted to catch her, it would be child's play, but he would leave her be for now.
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Post by hlfjac on Oct 30, 2010 2:41:42 GMT -5
Intense Confession
My eyes watched the stallion as he spoke in answer to my question. In courtesy to his brother. His brother I had not met. Though at this time I wished to spend more time around the mare than the stallion. A smirk came upon my face and I watched the mare as she turned abruptly and ran away. My body ached to go after her. To rake my teeth along her neck and taste the blood seeping into my dry mouth. To land heavily onto her back and have a pleasurable moment with her, maybe for me but probably the worst moment for her. I scowled at the mare as I saw her slim legs pushing her away from us.
“I’ll try my best to bring a mare or two back when I go out.”
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Oct 30, 2010 2:52:37 GMT -5
Horror smirked, "Good luck with that then. And maybe when you come back my brother can deal with you, I prefer not to get involved with newcomers." His voice dripped with a strange mix of distrust, enmity, arrogance, and boredom. He tilted his head away and started off slowly. "Oh... Make sure you take your time." he said with a snicker.
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Post by dasuke on Oct 30, 2010 22:38:21 GMT -5
(mind if i join in?)
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Post by hlfjac on Oct 30, 2010 23:35:27 GMT -5
No Not at all
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Post by dasuke on Oct 31, 2010 0:09:46 GMT -5
Grim Reaper's Pleasure
Pleasure sauntered close to where the two stallions where standing by Kuro. Her gaze upon them was hard, as she dared the newer stallion to even try comin near her. Horror, on the other hand, she was used to messing with him. Pleasure had done so ever since she first met him in the claiming grounds. Just because she was his brother's prized mare, didn't she would stop interacting with him. Of course it wasn't in the same way that she would interact with Satan, but she would still joke with him.
Shaking her head, she flicked her tail, her mind now began to wonder where her dear Satan had disappeared off too again.
Deathly Attraction
Seeing a new stallion having entered the forcer terrain, a place where all mares first steps would trap them until we decided they could go, Devil began taking interest in what was going on. Cantering smoothly over to his uncle, Devil nodded to him, before focusing hard eyes on the stallion.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?"
His voice was anything but soft, truthfully Devil did not feel like dealing with this stallion. In fact he would much rather make sure that this new stallion stayed away from both his mother and the mare, dreamer.
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Post by hlfjac on Oct 31, 2010 2:14:12 GMT -5
Intense Confession
My eyes stayed on the stallion as his words pierced my ears. I scowled, distrusting as his words fired my heart up. My neck arched and tail flagged out as my head took over. My foreleg left the ground and restlessly waved above the ground until I pawed viciously at the dirt. He was testing my short patience, which had always let me down when trying to cope with frustrated mares. I glared at the stallion that had met me at first. Wanting him to be far away before I could let my temper go. My crown flung to the sky as an echoing scream left my throat. My screaming was blood curdling, enough to send shivers down ones spine. Including mine. Like icy fingertips were touching.
My nares trembled, legs dancing restlessly in place. Within seconds my body language changed abruptly, from a tense, angry stance into a relaxed, excited stance as my nares scented a mare. Her smell infected my nares and my eyes searched to see hers landing harshly upon me and Horror. My active orbs looked at the female and I wished to go to her side and run my maw along her back. I watched as she flicked her tail and shook her head. My mane waved in the slight wind as I lowered my head slightly. My eyes stayed on the mare, wanting to go to her. My eyes focused intensely on her, boring into her.
My eyes suddenly flickered from the mare to a cantering stallion. I scowled; stallions always seem to be around. My eyes shifted to his as his hard eyes landed smoothly upon me. I raised my head, my soulless eyes resting on his. His rough voice landed harshly on my ears and they flattened against my skull and my emotionless voice returned.
“The names Intense Confession and I’m here because I do exactly what every other stallion in this land does. Force Breed.”
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Post by dasuke on Oct 31, 2010 15:19:10 GMT -5
Grim Reaper's Pleasure
The black prized mare of Satan, the heartless brother of Horror and the father of her colt Devil, stayed where she was. She noticed that the new stallion's eyes had glanced over her and in respons, her smooth as silk black ears pinned flat against her skull. With a stamp of her hoof, causing a cloud of swirling dust to willow up from th ground, her finely created head raising as her tail whipped visciously at nothing but simple irritation.
Deathly Attraction
The son of the devious Pleasure nd the heartless Satan, noticed that the stallion had seen his mother.
"Forcebreeder or no, my mother is off limits to you."
His silky ears laid flat into his dark mane as the whispering wind blew a harsh breeze between the two stallions. Devil already had a hawk like eye watching the stallions every move, having put it upon himself to take watch over his mother while his father was off somewhere.
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Post by hlfjac on Nov 2, 2010 1:59:10 GMT -5
Intense Confession
The mare returned my look with her flattened ears and a glare in her eyes. She stamped her hoof probably annoyed and I smirked, her tail whipped viciously with irritation. The stallion in front of me caught my attention, His mother was off limits and I assumed the fae behind him was his mother. I scowled but held back the words that were filling my mouth with venom. My eyes caught his ears flattening and I sighed heartlessly. I shifted under the watchful eye of the devious mares’ son. Having to feel like I was not trusted had no effect on me, partly because I had been living like it all the time and most mares meet me when I am in a charming mood, and trust me, only to find out hours later that I am not the most trustworthy guy around. I smirked slightly and opened my mouth to talk.
“Fine but Only If There Are Others Around.”
My glare whipped viciously at the young stallion and my words were filled with venom.
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Post by dasuke on Nov 2, 2010 19:34:06 GMT -5
Deathly Attraction
He could almost laugh at the stallion in front of him, almost.
"Incase your more dense than you already are, let me spell it out for you. I probably saved your life by warning you to stay away from my mother. If you haven't figured it out already, then let me break it down so a foal could even understand it. If you were to touch my mother, then you would have signed yourself a death sentence with my father. Yes, ther are other mares here that you can take. However you might want to make sure that no other stallion has called them their prized mare. A prized mare belongs to that stallion, and that stallion only, got it?"
His voice carried a venomous touch to it that probably would have made even his father, had th great stallion been here to hear it, proud. Ears still lying flat against his skull, the muscular two year old colt flicked his tail in an agitated way. For one he wanted to get back to his mare dreamer, hopefully his father would allow her to be his own little prized one. If not than he would continue searching for that one.
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