Dreambig
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Post by Dreambig on Jun 12, 2009 18:17:05 GMT -5
No matter how hard I try,
You never said it's right,
this is not a home,
I think I'm better off alone. [/color] It was rather depressing to see the mare as she made her enterance, she had met a stallion named Torchwood in the north beach, but he had simply vanished, and had said nothing but one sentence, so she had finally simply got up and left. The palomino had made little imprint on her, althrough his image would be forever seered within her mind. Being part time herd, she figured she should have seeked out her lineage, but she did not feel like it at the moment, in fact, she felt like nothing. The flash-backs still made there 'company' aperant, althrough they were not nearly as bad today as they usually were.
But who was she kidding? No one would want a pycshosocial mare that couldn't even go through a single day without suicidal thoughts, now would they?
SHe had not always been like this, Sabra. No, she had started out happy, and joyous, she had been born average, her sire the lead stag, and her dam a favored mare. She had been fine until he came into her life. Killing off her father and turing her family and friends into slaves of personal property for his own personal useage and pleasure. She had always hiden from him, the great black draft stallion, she had escaped as quickly as she could. Althrough, her photographic memory had kicked in in the battle, and visions and flash-backs of the battle and its' after-math still hung within her mind, so much alike a stubborn leaf, unwilling to fall from its' mother tree.
Shuddering as photos and the endless video of her fathers' last battle, and the drafts' killing blow, she slunk to the ground with the elegance of a slinky thrown down the stairs. Crumpling like a smashed pop can, being carelessly tossed aside by some arrogant teenager. Golden orbs seemed to stare, un-seeing ahead, while her frame shuddered, and if there had been any blood in her mouth, she might as well have been pre-sumed dead. Sweat began to bead over her canvas, the stars of silver and gold getting dirtied by her mindless shudders, her smokey pelt of grulla was already ruffled, damp, and un-kept. Of, course she paid no mind to it, nor the fact with her shudders she was letting out more of her heat scent, nor was she aware to the fact she was even in heat..
You always disapear,
even when you're here,
this is not my home,
i think I'm better off alone! Muse: :]
Song: Home - Three Days Grace
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Post by camino on Jun 12, 2009 20:43:16 GMT -5
Carzeth You make me smile, please stay for awhile now..
Carzeth was heading home after covering Magic when a lovely scent filled his fluttering nostrils. A mare in heat! He turned and galloped thundersly to the scent. He did a sliding reiner stop when the mare came into sight. He thingyed his head as he saw the sorriest sight in the world. Suddenly, he lost all his instincts to cover her. He lowered his head and ambled toward her. He lightly nudged her with his muzzle.
'You ok?' He asked kindly. She looked like she could be an easily pretty mare if she kept herself well. What was the matter? He looked at her vajayjay, which kept spraying that sweet scent everywhere. He bit his lip and thought about something other then what was really on his mind, trying to keep himself from having an eraction. 'It is not smartest to be out in the breeding grounds alone while you are in heat. You don't know how savage some of these stallions are..they don't think, they just do.' He said, and stood near her. He felt this strange urge to protect her against perverted stags. No, he would not let anyone near this poor soul..[/center] |
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Dreambig
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Post by Dreambig on Jun 13, 2009 0:25:02 GMT -5
No matter how hard I try,
You never said it's right,
this is not a home,
I think I'm better off alone. [/color] The images filled her mind, seering out all senses, leaving her blinded, mute, deaf, and tasteless. She saw the battle clearly, the black stallion - her sire, a mortal horse. Her mother had not been able to do anything, as she had tryed to protect her children, Sabra and her two older brothers - all of whom were killed for relation to her father, but Sabra had looked so different fromt he palomino paint stallion and her blue roan mother, he had thought her as an adbonded foal.
A last, violent shiver shook her bodice far more then the other. Golden gems blinked once, as if she were seeing for the first time. Looking back to her bodice, she noticed the coatin gof sweat and grime, and realized she had had another set of flash-backs, althrough that set had been more severe in its' vision then the others. She shook her pelt, trying ot rid some of the grime from herself, before she noticed a stallion standing there.
"I'll never be okay." she stated simply, knowing that no matter what she did, the flash-backs would still come again and again, and she had no control over when they came, nor how severe they would be.
"The breeding grounds?" she asked suddenlt, auds pricked. Looking around, she suddenly wondered how she could have been so stupid. Of course this was the breeding grounds. She should have realized it when she arrived. Sighing, the star-speckled ess nodded slowly, "Well, you are a stallion, are you not? You may breed me if you wish." she said, althrough she herself was wondering if she would be able to support him. She probally could, but the shudders had taken a bit out of her, but none-the-less, she was prepared to pay for her actions.
You always disapear,
even when you're here,
this is not my home,
i think I'm better off alone! Muse: :]
Song: Not My Time, If I Could Be Like That - Three Days Grace
Puppet(s): Sabra [/size][/color] |
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Post by camino on Jun 13, 2009 11:40:59 GMT -5
Carzeth
I can't make a move to capture your attention, I'm staring at perfection..[/center] The stag sighed, feeling sorry for her. He nudged her again, a bit harder. He went against all his instincts. His ears pinned at her reply. Please do not think that way, mare. I am Carzeth, by the way. And who are you? He said, trying to make her fall into conversation. She was a mess. It seemed she didn't know where she was. He knew he needed to get her out of her and to Terra De Scure before she was forcebred. Now he FINALLY got it. She was an angel. It may sound stupid, but he knew he had been not caring and selfish lately-Ever since Halloween cheated on him with Oscurita. And now, he just happens to stumble upon a helpless mare that needs him? Concidence? Maybe. Or maybe not. He wanted to tell her that, but he figured it was to soon.
She had told him that he could breed to her. Why would he do that? Add insult to injury? He shook his head. How could he possibly? I couldn't, mare. Your miserable as it is. Please, come to my land. I want to protect you. He said, touching her weak shoulder with his muzzle. How he wanted her safe..
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Dreambig
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Post by Dreambig on Jun 14, 2009 20:23:52 GMT -5
No matter how hard I try,
You never said it's right,
this is not a home,
I think I'm better off alone. [/color] Sensing his with-drawal, his workings to go againest inscints, she sighed slightly. At least he had his heart in the right place. Turning to face him, she looked him over, golden orbs dull, but slowly brighting as he went on. He, indeed, was the first nice horse she had met in many, many years.
Kindness was something she hadn't known since she was about two years of age. Seven years of neglect and hassle, as well as discomfort and hiding made it hard for her to believe him, but she tried her best. "Do not call me mare, mister Carzeth. My name is Sabra." she said politeily.
As he stood before her, he seemed to sadden for a moment, a mere second, as if in thought. She tried to reach into his mind to figure out what he was thinking about, but couldn't. "You were sad..? And confused.." she said, adding a hint of a question to it, as not to let him onto her lineage. She did not want anyone to know she was from the elemants. "I cannot garuntee I will be of any help. You don't want a mare like me.." she said, knowing after all she had been through, who she was, and her mental health, no one would, or should ever want her again.
You always disapear,
even when you're here,
this is not my home,
i think I'm better off alone! Muse: Eh..
Song: I Hate Everything About You - Three Days Grace, It Ends Tonight, Move Alone -All American Rejects
Puppet(s): Sabra [/size][/color] |
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Dreambig
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Post by Dreambig on Jun 15, 2009 10:41:26 GMT -5
No matter how hard I try,
You never said it's right,
this is not a home,
I think I'm better off alone. [/color] Mare watched Carzeth, the black stallion was sweet enough, but he seemed a bit oblvious. Looking at him as he spoke, "How so?" she asked, unsure of how she was being amusing. She noted his slight tension, but his mind was rather blocked, so she could not read it, like she usually could.
"You don't understand." she stated simply, knowing she was dangerous. She had four of the elemant herds held within her, and her mental health was at a level of about ten - twenty percent. "I am safer then you might think.." she said as he said he wanted her safe. She wanted to go with him, but she wanted him to know she wasn't the usual mare. You always disapear,
even when you're here,
this is not my home,
i think I'm better off alone! Muse: Bad
Song: The Way I Am, My Name Is - Eminem
Puppet(s): Sabra [/size][/color] |
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Post by camino on Jun 15, 2009 15:32:04 GMT -5
Carzeth Cuz your the baddest little thing that I've ever seen...[/center]
The black Friesain flicked his ebony banner. He had never known such a stubborn mare, and what little patience he had was wearing deeply thin. He reached into his well of patience to pull the last few remaining scraps out. He snorted, and stomped a hoof. I could care less, Sabra. I WANT you to come. If I didn't, don't you think I would have left by now? Everyone wants to know there not alone. Please, Sabra. He said, sighing deeply. He WANTED her to be with him and his herd.
[[SHORT! I am so museless, I just BARELY made this.]]
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Dreambig
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Post by Dreambig on Jun 15, 2009 20:08:18 GMT -5
No matter how hard I try,
You never said it's right,
this is not a home,
I think I'm better off alone. [/color] Sabra shook her crown gently, her mind settled a bit by conversation. "Don't say I didn't warn you." she stated, "But impatenice will get you no where." Looking him over with her golden orbs, she sighed. Oh, how she wanted to be a normal horse. How she wished to have her powers stripped, and just to live a day in the hooves of a horse without her powers or the dangers she held within her, a horse without her past, and her problems. "Where is your land, Carzeth?" she asked, with a final sigh, finally giving in.
You always disapear,
even when you're here,
this is not my home,
i think I'm better off alone! Muse: Eck.
Song: The Way I Am - Eminem
Puppet(s): Sabra [/size][/color] |
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