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Post by KatiieColours on May 29, 2009 14:30:31 GMT -5
Diverso [/color][/font] You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin',
I'm gonna send you back to schoolin',
Way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you my love.
[/right] Silence. A stunning grey paint fae strutted through the unclaimed, dark lands, her pale daggers cutting through the humid air with the grace and precision of a lioness, her silky tassels tumbling over her elegantly arched neck as she shook her dainty crown. Multiple equine scents were detected in her inquisitive flares, but none particularly stood out to her and she continued forwards in a relaxed, expressive walk, multi-coloured banner held erect like a sleek flag, soft strands fluttering in the gentle breeze. Sparkling orbs scanned the hazy horizon for others, a few random loners here and there; none took her fancy, although she did wink suggestively at any stag that passed, allowing a little of her intoxicating fragrance to flow out, just enough to arouse them: it was just a bit of fun for her. Harmless. Sure, it had got her into a couple of tricky situations with a few over-ambitious stallions, but she’d always managed to escape, some way or another. Her smooth pelt shone in the harsh sunlight that caressed her petite frame, and she shook her exquisite crown, ruffling her mane into untamed spikes; matching her wild traits. Parting velveteen kissers she allowed a harmonious whinny to echo out through the grounds, the breath-taking noise being carried easily in the wind. [/size][/font] |
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Post by .r e e d. on May 30, 2009 19:34:12 GMT -5
Aro [/color][/font][/center] The overo kiger had been looking through Belle Valle for more broods almost everyday. And today, he was having a tad of luck. He mananged to find a mare.'aro. and what would such a lovely fae be called?' [/color][/blockquote] |
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Post by KatiieColours on Jun 15, 2009 17:03:47 GMT -5
Diverso [/color][/font] You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin',
I'm gonna send you back to schoolin',
Way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you my love.
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At first she thought it was just another stallion, trying his luck, but once he spoke his name she knew that it held some authority: she’d heard it before. A seductive smile tugged at the corners of her velveteen kissers, her chocolate orbs scanning his handsome bodice leisurely. Speaking out in provocative tones she replied swiftly, “Lovely? Surely you can think of something more original then that…” winking mischievously she circled him deliberately slowly, taking her time, gently sliding her silken banner over his glossy barrel. [/size][/color][/font] ooc//might edit tommorow but g2g because getting kicked off computer. |
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Post by .r e e d. on Jun 16, 2009 9:46:25 GMT -5
'i could call you bitch, but lovely fae sounds much better, than bitch.' Amber eyes wicked, he approached her. 'lord of valle nera de morte.' As she flirted, the stallion glanced over, 'unless you want to be called bitch, whore or maybe slut, i might stop doing that to every bastard you see.' Aro smirked. [/blockquote]
Muse` It went up a tad
Song` .....
Character` Aro[/size][/color] |
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Post by KatiieColours on Jun 16, 2009 10:28:19 GMT -5
Diverso [/color][/font] You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin',
I'm gonna send you back to schoolin',
Way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you my love.
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She scowled furiously as he spoke, not really caring whether he was king of the whole of Isola dei dei: how dare he speak to her like that! Swiftly she removed her frown, anger still bubbling underneath the surface, and smiled politely, the only sign of her rage her murderous chocolate orbs. Gritting her teeth a low snarl flared from her petite chest as he continued, spitting back in response, “Speaking like that will get you nowhere stag, and even if you are the lord of a land I really couldn’t give a fuck” her orbs were sparkling with fury, a slightly satanic red glow emitting from them as she continued, “What is it you want then, stag?” Petite frame shifted as his amber orbs flashed over her features: she almost felt like an animal at auction, and a cold shiver reverberating through her. Parting her velveteen kissers she spoke again, “And for your information, this casual flirting has never gotten me into any trouble, so you might want to take back your harshly spoken words, for I am no slut. In fact I’m innocent, so shut your mouth.” Feeling a natural impulse to back away as he approached she fought it, taking another step closer to him, staring him coolly in the eye; still she couldn’t help but feel at his mercy, her dainty bodice not a problem against his.[/font][/size] |
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Post by .r e e d. on Jun 16, 2009 12:39:38 GMT -5
'now now fae, don't go gettin' all hot.' Aro rolled his amber eyes. 'it might someday. wouldn't want a bad stallion to dominate and violate you, would we?' Brow raised. Ivory tail slapped at his hocks with a slap, he took a menacing step foward. 'scuse me?' Amber eyes glaring, silver daggar stomping the ground. Another slap of his ivory tail as he took one more step to her, right in front of the fae. 'what would be your calling? i don't want to keep calling you fae, or even bitch, if i have to.' Amber eyes narrowed. The kiger mustang was much larger than the puny mare in front of him.. [/color][/blockquote] |
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Post by KatiieColours on Jun 16, 2009 15:42:20 GMT -5
Swiftly she composed herself, her breathing accelerated, her petite chest rising and falling rapidly. Taking a step even closer to him, she found herself no longer intimidated by his size, raising her dainty crown and softly breathing down his pricked radar, “I’d like to see that ‘bad stallion’” before taking a step back, rolling calm chocolate orbs, a mocking smile flashing over her velvet kissers. Knowing she was beginning to anger him she raised her brow, laughing softly as he took another step towards her, his frame shadowing her own tiny 14.3hh one. Still, she stood still, staring confidently into his amber orbs, smirk still plastered over her silky maw. “My cursing is Diverso, means different. And I swear if you call me bitch one more time…” she trailed off, a quiet growl flaring from her teeny chest. As his eyes narrowed she snarled angrily, spitting out, “don’t try anything stag”.[/size]
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Post by .r e e d. on Jun 17, 2009 14:30:49 GMT -5
Before starting the fight, he snarled, 'your about to see it, bitch.' Amber eyes narrowed as he reared, aiming forehooves at her side menacingly. She wasn't a fly compared to his muscular build, he could easily take the fae. While he came down, he did a stunt many stallions do to force. With one swift movement, he acted like he was going to attack her front. When she turned, he quickly mounted, putting all his weight onto her back. 'bitch.' he snarled into her ear before entering.. [/font][/blockquote] Muse` I kinda gotta boost for this. xB
Note` Don't get pissy with me about this. Kit Kat agreed.
Character` Aro[/size][/color][/b] |
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Post by KatiieColours on Jun 17, 2009 16:02:54 GMT -5
Diverso [/color][/right] Petite bodice shuddered as he snarled at her, cowering away from him; maybe this time she had gone just that little bit too far. Her dainty crown turned swiftly, looking for an escape route to escape from this satanic stag, silky tassels tumbling over her beautiful face, her chocolate orbs wide with fear. She had no chance to even attempt to run before she felt a powerful strike to her barrel, hearing a sickening ‘crack’ which she guessed was once of her ribs shattering from the brutish blow. She was winded, the pain from her chest making her dizzy as she stumbled sideways, an easy target for the quick-witted stag who rapidly mounted her, his strong pillars wrapping around her delicate frame, staggering slightly with the weight. Squealing loudly she bronked with all her remaining strength, hardly moving the stag but she still continued to thrash out, aiming a two hoofed kick at his chest, her breathing accelerated and heart hammering away behind a tiny chest. She was broken. Screaming out in fear she shouted, “Get off me it hurts! Please I’m sorry just let go” just as he thrust harshly into her innocent flower, breaking through barriers of pain. Agony had found a new level. Screeching she tried to gallop forwards, just trying to get away from the pain that raged inside her like an unforgiving flame, unable to believe that her innocence had been forcefully taken from her. Character played: Diverso Muse: Relatively good, although this was a little rushed. [/color][/size][/font] |
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Post by .r e e d. on Jun 17, 2009 16:18:32 GMT -5
The stag snickered. 'you'll pay, bitch.' His thrusts became more rapid and harder, before she aimed a kick, hitting him in the leg. 'you bitch!' His screech filled the air as he became more painful, moving her bodice forward with every thrusts. Biting at her crest after she tried to run, he gipped tighter, hopefully brusing her bodice. After releasing, he rested for a few moments, not hardly through. Aro's thrusts became hard and paiful again, releasing to insure fertility. 'you'll be my brood bitch, you understand, slut?' he nipped at her ear harshly. Finally dismounting, he strode to her front, ears back menacingly. 'if you try running, you'll only be raped, in the wrong place,' Amber eyes slitting, he dangled his sword by her face. 'clean. and if you bite.. you'll pay the price.' He aimed a hoof at her muzzle.. [/blockquote][/font] Muse` Wow. O-o' Had a muse burst.
Note` She'll have a foal, right? If not he'll just do it again. x3[/size][/color][/b] |
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Post by KatiieColours on Jun 18, 2009 13:57:18 GMT -5
Diverso [/font][/size][/right] The pain was worse than anything she'd ever felt in her life: it felt as if he was rubbing her insides raw, every thrust more painful than the last. Crimson began to flow, trickling down her pale legs and staining them pink, pillars trembling with fatigue; she wasn't sure how much longer she could hold his weight for. She put her last ounce of strength in kicking him, ecstatic when she came into contact with him, his screech of pain dimming her own momentarily although it only seemed to spur him on, tears streaming down her delicate face. As he bit at her crest roughly she shook her crown wearily, attempting to throw him off, petite frame wobbling precariously, his strong pillars gripping at her bodice even tighter, the pain suffocating her like the cloak of the devil. Feeling him release she sighed, her body broken and beaten, but most of all mentally scarred, but at least it was over now, at least she thought it was until he began to drive into her again, the immense pain started again, causing her to scream out, blood streaming from her crest, pelt sticky with sweat, both hers and the stag’s. She felt so… dirty. Never to be clean again, pure, white. Dark. Barely hearing his words as he dismounted she crumbled, front pillars collapsing from the pressure, body exhausted, head spinning uncontrollably, spots appearing before her dead orbs, now a sunken mud colour. As he asked her to cleanse, fury began to rack her shattered body, and she slowly clambered to her feet, shaking a little but standing all the same. Speaking out quietly she stared him straight in the eye, “I would rather die” not caring if this was what he would do. Quickly parting velvet kissers she spat at his feet, grinding her teeth as she whispered darkly, “You disgust me.” Character played: Diverso Muse: Quite good actually haha! Note: Yep she is Tox (: [/font][/size][/color] |
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Post by .r e e d. on Jun 18, 2009 16:31:45 GMT -5
Amber eyes slitted, he snorted angrily, aiming a forehoof at her face. 'you sorry hag from hell!' he spat once more before mounting her again, tool prodding at the wrong place. 'you disapoint me, bitch. i figured a slut like your self would live to your name.' Aro slammed into her, hips grinding as he pounded the wrong place, ivories searching to clamp down on her cheek harshly.. [/font][/blockquote] Muse` Pretty good for a change! :0
Note` ^^ She ticked him off.
Character` Aro[/size][/color][/b] |
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Post by KatiieColours on Jun 19, 2009 16:55:03 GMT -5
Diverso [/size][/font] A powerful dagger struck her in the face, sending her reeling, a small amount of crimson trickling from her puffing flares, a furious snarl springing from her broken chest and ripping at the hazy air, the scents a mix of hers’, the stags’, testosterone and blood. She was beginning to weaken, the life fluttering behind her petite chest dimming, dark orbs rolling into the back of her head. But she wasn’t through - not by a long shot. She would fight till’ her death, this little vixen certainly had some spirit, and maybe she wasn’t the strongest physically but she wouldn’t stop until she had had her revenge on this stag for forcefully taking her innocence, causing her such immense pain. Breathing deeply she looked past the agony, blood streaming from many places in her shattered body, but she still had fight left in her. As he mounted she bronked roughly, throwing his balance slightly but he swiftly snapped at her cheek, catching the soft pelt and causing spots of blood to seep out, a yelp of pain singing from her shocked kissers. Still she continued to fight underneath him, his tool prodding hardly at her forbidden hole, pain stirring within her like monster being awoken from a slumber. Lowering her dainty crown she bucked with all her might, wobbling slightly sideways and somehow managing to shake him off, her small yet powerful pillars striking the ground as she attempted to flee, propelling her forwards, but her fatigue soon caught her up and she stumbled over a loose rock, skidding the tough ground and sliding on to one side, grazing her barrel. Chest heaving she looked up through swollen eyelids, spasms of pain shooting through her bodice, her breathing irregular and shallow. Pools of blood collected around her, staining the soil. Character played: Diverso Muse: Suprisingly good actually! I rambled a little xP Note: I noticed hahahahaa [/color][/font][/size] |
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Post by .r e e d. on Jun 20, 2009 7:28:30 GMT -5
Aro [/color][/font][/right] A screech of fury as she attempted her escape, the kiger was on her in a mere second, her pitiful bodice on the rocks. 'you will be a brood in my land, understand bitch?' Snarling words, as he aimed a pounding on her barrel again, hopefully getting a couple more ribs. 'now get up, you worthless bitch.' He spat by her facade, amber eyes the worse they had been since he had fought for another mare. Blood covered the mare. Nostrils flared, ears on his neck, he stomped a silver daggar again. 'get up!' A good days treck, was to Morte, but she could make it.. [/font][/blockquote][/size] Muse` Pretty good
Note` Just make a thread in Morte after you reply. x]
Character` Aro[/color][/b][/size] |
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Post by KatiieColours on Jun 21, 2009 15:48:09 GMT -5
Diverso [/color][/size][/font] She barely heard his scream, her mind in such a state of disarray it was almost as if she was being held underwater, suffocated, unable to resurface, the echo of his hoof beats on the dry soil sounding distant and distorted. This couldn’t be real, right? She’s wake up and this wouldn’t have happened.. But her throbbing bodice told her otherwise. The blood loss had made her weak, and she shuffled uselessly on the ground as she tried to raise her shattered bodice, with no luck. The stag’s unforgiving daggers were upon her in mere seconds, stamping menacingly on her barrel, another few sickening ‘cracks’ telling her that was another few ribs giving way under the pressure. Dim chocolate orbs rolled into her head with the pain, breathing stopping altogether for a short while, as if she were dead. There wasn’t a place in her body that wasn’t screaming at her with agony, her breathing starting again but so shallowly her chest barely moved, the only way to aid the shooting pains in her chest. A scowl still managed to flash over her silken kissers as he spoke, gritting her teeth she managed to clamber to her pale hooves, shivering slightly even though it was quite warm. Snarling she spoke out, her usually melodic voice full of venom, “Worthless? Why bother taking me back to your lands then? I will never be your little whore” stepping closer to him she continued, “And there will never be a ‘next time’. I’ll make sure of that.” Limping away she found a shallow pond of water, dropping her head wearily to the cool water and sipping it, the icy liquid soothing her parched throat like silk on her skin. Dropping to her knees she washed in it, trying to cleanse herself of the stag’s potent scent, to purify herself. Water dripped from her beaten bodice as she rose again, the pain still there but dimming; she was learning to cope with it. Character played: Diverso Muse: Quite good (: Note: Like a complete new thread or in the herd meeting?[/color][/size][/font] |
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