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Post by Vel on Sept 26, 2009 21:52:14 GMT -5
Aiden
The Last Fire Lord
___________________ The stag stood, staring down into one of the many magma pits that dotted Terra di Fuoco. The red-orange of the magma cast an eerie glow on Aiden's bodice. The sharbp, strange shadows from dusk added to the whole picture.
Aiden's red optics reflected the warm colours of the molten rock in them, making him look like the devil, which was the name given to him by many equines on this sad island. Aiden decided it was finally time. Time for the Zunden to rise again and take back what belonged, and still belongs to them, Isola Dei Dei.
The stag rose his crown and let out a cry that could be heard for miles. Any animal close by would know that the mighty Fire herd was coming to a meeting. They would rise and keep control over the island. Aiden knew they had to ally with the Ngiht Herd. They had been sort of 'freinds' in a sense. Aiden knew they'd have to do that again so they could rid the isle of the Time and Wisdom horses. Now he had to wait. |
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Post by .r e e d. on Sept 28, 2009 19:55:43 GMT -5
Fire's Romance [/font][/right] i used to be love drunk++ [/font][/b][/center] The small-framed mare made her way to the herd meeting; after hearing Aiden's call. But the mare had lost her filly look, developed into a beautiful mare. And the filly was growing well also.
Romacne, once hooked on Aiden, was well over her stupid crush. She had no ounce in her small body that still loved him. She did a stupid, stupid thing a, almost, year ago. Her filly, Firefly, the forbidden foal, was growing into a pretty, young filly. Romance loved Firefly with every once in her body. She was light that kept her going through dark times. Especially when she realized the stupid mistake she had done.
The pretty mare glared at the fire lord before taking her place. God, how she hated him. 'what's this about aiden?' Romance glared again. But, she already knew the answer to her question. It was going to be about the other rising elementals and positions. Romance snorted, slapping her bright crimson tail, thinking about who the Lady would be. Who ever the hell it was, she wasn't backing down. [/font][/blockquote] Muse` AWESOME.
Insperation` Love Drunk, Boys Liek Girls
Character` Romance.[/color][/font] Firefly [/font][/right] i'm gonna make it bend and break++ [/font][/b][/center] The dark orange filly was following a short ways behind her mother. God. She was so bored. There was nothing to do around the stupid place and she didn't enjoy playing with the other stupid foals. And her father didn't even like her, so what's left? Her mother. Ah, yes. The one who made the stupid mistake of conciving her. But Firefly loved her mother.
Sighing, the burnt orange filly kicked a rock into the magma, watching it as it melted, sending a small bubble to the surface. Firefly looked up, being a few yards from her parents, she decended into a trot. 'hi momma, dad.' She stared at her father, as if burning holes into his flesh with her glare. 'gonna pick a mate, daddy?' She cocked her head to the side, being the stupid 'teen' she was. [/font][/blockquote] Muse` AWESOME.
Insperation` Thanks For The Memories, Fall Out Boy
Character` Firefly.[/color][/font] |
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Post by Wildfire on Sept 29, 2009 17:41:57 GMT -5
Vatra <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
Muscled bodice floated across the charred terrain, harks flickering for any sign of others, but she had been without company for quite a while now. She had reached the point now that she wanted to do something, anything, for her herd. If that meant risking her life to restore the herd back to its former glory and its rightful place atop the hierarchy of equines on Isola Dei Dei, then that's what she would do. A heavy sigh blew from her heated nares. Her hot breath warmed the air around her, a thick puff of steam curling from her maw. The air was finally beginning to cool...somewhat. As much as possible anyways in a land that was filled with molten rock and huge fissures in the Earth's crust, exposing the very hot liquid center. Nerves itched with the pleasure of it.
Finally, a sound she'd been waiting to hear, broke the silence around her. There was no doubt that it was Aiden. This would be his cry for all of the Zunden to join and conquer their first victims. Power flowed through her veins and she knew that if she wanted to, she could crush them easily with a combination of her might and firey power. A joyous, yet eerily high pitched whinny blew from her kissers. Pillars took off at a near gallop. He wasn't too far away. She would reach him in no time. The scenery around her blew past in her peripheries. As if she hadn't seen it a million times before.
Ahead, Aiden stood, regal as ever. The young mare he had foolishly mated with was there with her daughter. Though by now she had easily accepted their presence and no longer held a dislike for them, simply a distrust. She was the third to arrive, gracefully gliding about two feet away. Her thick nape curled inward, pulling her dome towards her chest. Aiden, it's been a long time. She mused, trying to think shen last she had seen him. I gather it is time for us to move forward? She knew that he would be explaining more once the rest got there, but she was eager to confirm her suspicions that they were indeed starting up the war that would end in their victory.
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Post by sibber-chow on Sept 30, 2009 15:00:38 GMT -5
Cirque de Lasair &&Erebos °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° The mare had been scouting the lands, not just the territory of the Zunden’s but all of Isola Dei Dei, when she heard the call of her leader. Fortunately, she was not too far from the charred regions at the time, and it appeared that she had not arrived much later than anybody else. Her golden flecks narrowed faintly on Fire’s Romance as she heard her call unto Aiden with such a harsh tone. Lasair was not one to really care if the members were disrespectful to a member on their own level or below them since that was just the way of most Zunden, but the hierarchy was something to be regarded with the utmost respect. Despite the harsh words that were about to leave her lips, a dainty little smile remained plastered on Lasair’s kissers. “You really should watch your words, young one, when you speak to our lord. It appears your foal has picked up on that nasty habit. You both need to watch yourselves.” That was the first time Cirque de Lasair had used a harsh tone with anyone in the herd, yet she felt like it was something that needed to be done.
Having spoken her ‘tidings’ to the mare and her filly, Lasair then walked towards Aiden. Despite the fact that she had been given quite a high rank as second-in-command to the military operations, the lovely essa still humbled herself with a gracious bow to Aiden. “Aiden,” she rose, bobbing her head generously to Vatra as well, “Vatra.”
A lone stag whose pelt was the deepest shade of purlple, striped with shimmering silver and ebony, came from the East. The stag was short, yet well-built, but obviously not of Zunden blood. His head was c.ocked to the side as he made his regal approach – head held in dominance. “Ah, Aiden, do not tell me this is all that came of the once mighty Zunden!” The tone was deep and had a chuckle underlining each syllable. Silver orbs narrowed as he noticed a vixen taking a rather aggressive turn towards him. Lasair had made a few long strides towards the intruding figure before he could make any utterance. Despite the glare he cast upon her, another chuckle trickled from his chords. “Oh, please, mare,” he groaned in mockery. “I have not come to bare any harm on your herd. The name is Erebos, lord of the Arrats.”
Hearing that he was lord of the night herd, Lasair skidded to a halt. The night herd had once allied with the fire herd and perhaps that is why he was here now? But, as far as she knew, the Arrats had yet to even take back their homelands. Erebos bared his kissers to let his pearly ivories gleam at the mare in what appeared like a rough attempt at a smile. His crown was soon facing the lord of the Zunden, awaiting Aiden’s retort.°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Cause I just set them up,
just set them up,
just set them up to knock them down! iNSPiRATiON; [starstrukk] [by 3OH!3] word-count; ; [488] ' O°C | | I hope you do not mind Erebos intruding Vel. If you do, I will delete that part of the post.[/size] |
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Post by Magic on Oct 1, 2009 19:36:05 GMT -5
Milintica
The russet brute had been grazing in a meadow of uncharred grass, enjoying a day to himself. Lately he'd been enjoying many days to himself. He hadn't even talked to Ember for a while, which was a surprise. He didn't know what had happened but they hadn't done anything since the last time they had spoken. Who knew, she might have been busy. Or maybe it was him; maybe he was becoming solitary. But no, that mustn't be good! Just as the stag was pondering how he could stop himself from growing more anti-social, the answer came out of nowhere. The loud call from his Lead, Aiden. If Milintica just went to the meeting and mingled then he'd at least be making an effort. Yes, that would be a good start.
And so he did. The Lord and several others were parked near a bubbling magna pit. Quickly though, he noticed a lone stag. It would have been odd for him not to, as the hessian was a violet colour with flashy stripes. He definitely was not a Zunden. With that said, there was still a dark tinge to him. Milintica halted just behind the purple stud and he snorted so that his presence was acknowledged. Casting a glance towards Aiden, he stood firmly and waited for the leads reply to the intruder.
Ooc: Sorry ‘bout the awful content. I haven’t done any Role Playing for a while.
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Post by camino on Oct 2, 2009 18:47:35 GMT -5
Get a load of me
Get a load of you The zunden had been scorching the tips of a tree branch when the bugle of the lead stag drummed in her ears. Snorting, she turned on her hindquarters and started jogging slowly towards the meeting place. She remembered the last time she had even seen a Zunden was when she had spoken with Milintica, the Beta Stag. Not that she cared, she prefered to be alone so that she could think.
As she neared the group, she slowed to a quick walk, flicking her tail, ashes flying from the ebony banner, thus how she got her name. Ember's Ashes. She was going to stop a few feet from the gang, remaining as small as she could, but her eyes caught sight of a stag, that was no Zunden. She couldn't believe it..had Aiden asked a leader of another element to come here?
This was horrible, utterly terrible! This stag could spy on the meeting and only cause trouble. No, if he was spying, he wouldn't be standing her talking, sticking out like a sore purple thumb. A possible ally. Shaking her head, she looked away in hatred. It had come to allies now? That was to bad, she had once thought the Zunden had been noble and strong enough to do this alone.
We need no one. She said, barely loud enough to hear. If he was here as a possible allie, she would leave the herd. She wouldn't be apart of the disgrace. She would conquer this land alone, in the pride of what the Zundens once where and what they could have been.
She glanced at Milintica. She had mixed feelings for the baron..she had different feelings for him then the other Zundens, but still. She had already made it clear she didn't want to be a duo and that she couldn't trust anyone. Would he try to avoid her or approach her? Either way, it didn't matter to her, she was bored and ticked off.
Walking down the street,
and I hardly know you
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Post by KatiieColours on Oct 3, 2009 18:12:59 GMT -5
La Fiamma di Inferno. [/i][/color] inferno.[/color]
1. conflagration: a very large fire burning fiercely and uncontrollably, or a place being consumed by a large uncontrollable fire
2. hellish place: a place or situation that is reminiscent of hell, e.g. in being hot, fiery, or full of corruption
[Mid-19th century. Via Italian , 'hell' < late Latin infernus (see infernal)]
[/blockquote][/right][/color] {Yeah it's holding me, morphing meAnd forcing me to strive} [/blockquote] Inferno was, as usual, practising with her powers in her favourite part of Fuoco, where the grass was lush and tall, grazing her firm stomach as she paraded through it's depths, hoof falls almost silent; it was peaceful, the sweet stench of ash and smoke permanantly filled the bitter breeze, the soft roaring of the volcano just audible in the distance - the perfect surroundings to her. The flames she conjured from the cool air licked their way up her limbs as easily as fire up dry wood, scorching through the chilly air with practised precision and contained power, weaving intricate patterns into the sky. Heat radiated from her petite bodice, so much so it would have easily made a 'normal' horse disentegrate on the spot.
Glittering like two onyx gems embedded into her attractive skull her orbs scanned the area, wondering why the land seemed to have suddenly come to a stand still, like the Veggenti had come and freezed time - the mere thought of the time herd scum made her form burst into flames, a giant inferno appearing in front of the lithe framed vixen, growing in size and power, facial expression indifferent as if she was hardly doing anything.
A slightly sinister smile began to twitch at her satin kissers, the blaze's immense light and heat reflecting from her coal eyes, making her appear even more eccentric and deathly than usual. Suddenly the deafening roar of the new Zunden lord raced down her pricked auds, and the raging flames dissapeared with a simple 'pop', no trace of it ever being there.
Pillars moved elegantly through the heated air, her self made magma armor sliding over her muscles as she moved, stealthily as a panther. Neck was arch gracefully, jet daggers slashing at the ground as she weaved through the grass, leaping like a gazelle over the occasional rock - she knew as soon as she was in the presence of the others, she could sense their fiery personalities, their contained wrath and anger, although today seemed to be worse than ever. She just hoped they didn't mistake her for her sister. Then there'd be trouble.
Slowing to a walk as she neared them her shimmering deep ruby coat glided towards them effortlessly, her 'armor' being gently heated by her powers and sliding softly off her bodice and filing neatly into a crack into the ground. Pausing somewhere near the back she nodded to the other zundens, many unknown faces from her newly formed family swimming into view, only Aiden the was one she recognised. One horse caught her view instantly; deep purple coat glinted in the sunlight, lethal appearance not even making her shudder. Nothing frightened her. Facial expression remained clear, although she was wondering inside what the hell this stag thought he was doing here, invading their lands. Her body itched to lash out at him, yet she stayed perfectly salute, only her dark as death orbs glinted menacingly, smouldering like ashes in the light.
[/center][/size] {To be endlessly cold within
And dreaming I'm alive} [/right][/i][/size][/size]
Muse} Good, although i'm tired so the content may not be so great xD
Word count}[/color] 500 words exactly ahaha.Character played}[/color] La Fiamma di InfernoNote}[/color] For those of you who don't know I 'got rid' of Bellezza, and am using her twin sister Inferno as my zunden horse now - she looks nearly identical, although her coat is a few shades darker and her eye's are slightly darker. Their personalities are different, yet some things are similar.Song Inspiration}[/color] HysteriaArtist/band}[/color] Muse[/font][/size] |
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Post by TARDIS on Oct 26, 2009 16:56:41 GMT -5
Cynnau The stallion had been poking around the land for the past few days. Terra de Fuoco was a good sized piece of land. Of course the whole island rightfully belonged to the Zunden, but for now it was infested with dirty blood. Cynnau knew that that would be taken care of. Soon hopefully.
Cynnau broke into a canter when he heard his leader's call. Maybe Aiden had decided that it was time to launch the first attack. They had waited long enough already. Plus with the winter coming they would be at an advantage since the normals would be searching for food outside their homelands.
The stallion came to a halt when he came upon the group of horses. Looking around, he saw that almost all of the herd was here, only a few members were missing including his twin brother. One dark stag caught his eye. He was not a Zunden; he did not belong. Cynnau put his ears flat as he glared at the intruder. If Aiden signaled, the intruder would be turned into ashes. |
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Post by L Y N X ! on Nov 1, 2009 21:37:58 GMT -5
A Hero's not Afraid to give His Life.... [/font][/size][/color] Aithne
It had been a while since she'd tapped into what the herd was doing. It wasn't as if she was clinging to her assignment, oh no. As a matter of fact, she hasn't checked on Fiona and her band ever since she informed them of the goings on. But she would once she got the information she needed, which would be soon. Aiden's bugle echoed across his terra.
Aithne raised her boa from the lush grass, kept warm all year by the magma creeping under the earth. The commanding sound of Aiden wasn't hard to reconize, and he was obviously calling a meeting. The mare munched on the grass in her maw, ildly standing for a moment without in any rush. She swallowed, her soot-black banner waving on her rump as she began trekking in the direction of where the herd was probably gathering now like enthuseastic dogs. Sickening.
If the reader now does not quite pay attention on what this mare does, you may be missing a link to what may be happening in the future events. If you do happen to pay attention, you would know Aithne is a double-crosser. To her that would be a harsh discription of what it is, but she prefers it to be 'saving the Fire herd' kind of thing. How so? The workings of her mind are different from the average blood-thirsty Zudens', so it is clear she has a lighter heart. So, her thoughts say if that she stops the Fire Herd, she'd save them from future humiliation. What from, I or she doesn't know quite yet, but in her gut she thinks it would be very, very bad.
It had taken her a while, but she was here. She hadn't bothered to run, her stocky bodice had enough of that sort of thing. She was made for strength, not for speed, and no use trying to push against that fact, or her lungs. She reconized several of the faces, but a few she hadn't seen often of. But that was what she got for not paying attention to anyone.
The Zuden essa strolled up to the group with crown held proudly on her neck, her glowing yellow orbs shifting over each face with mild curiousity. She looked to Aiden and dipped her head in the slightest, nares flaring briefly. It was strange to be betraying one who trusted you, and not good for the heart. She wasn't sure about the rest of the herd, but Aiden had trusted her enough to send her out on a possibly dangerous mission. But oh how he was wrong to put such things in her hands.
Her gaze turned to Romance and her foal, Firefly. Strange things that resulted in her birth. She pityed the pair, but mostly the young dam. The had the lowest rank in the herd for using Aiden for stud services. But hormones could really screw up some things in your head and make you do some crazy things, and proof was right there infront of her.
As she waited for the meeting to start, her mind began to wander. Would she be able to pull off helping the normals? It seemed like such a large task for her to handle, but she has chosen to do it. Aithne began to feel isolated, the other Zudens a looming threat to her. Easily they would turn on her when they found out. A frown unconciously pulled at her maw. She could only hope she would survive their fury. She began to feel the cold air through her warm bodice.
[/blockquote] A Hero's Gonna Save me Just in Time.... [/font][/size][/color] |
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Post by Vel on Nov 14, 2009 9:02:57 GMT -5
Aiden
The Last Fire Lord
___________________ The Fire Lord remained as still as a statue as he waited for the rest of his herd members to file in. His maroon robs scanned the scenery. He didn't see anybody yet. The only momvement he could detect was magma spewing from different spots in the land, and the snow falling from above.
During the snowy season, Terra Di Fuoco was still as desolate as ever, even more so with the little vegitation there lying dormate for the winter months. The cold, winter winds would whip across the lava flats, soon becoming warm winds. Snow fell almost constantly now as winter progressed, but not one flake of the pristine crystals ever touched the reddish brown earth of Terra Di Fuoco.
Aiden's audits flicked as he detected a new sound. His optics took a minute to focus, only to show him the forms of Romance and Firefly approaching him. His mouth curved into a small snarl before it fell again. He still held a strong dislike for Romance, after what she did to him. His hatred toward her lessened as every day passed by. But then again, with out hatred, Aiden wouldn't be fit to lead the mighty Zunden back to power.
After a few minutes, the meeting area began to fill up as herd members filed. One by one they came; Lasair, Aithne, Milintica, Cynnau, Inferno, and Vatra. Only a few were missing, but that was their own fault. Appearnatly they had better things to be doing than attending the meeting. They could just find out what happened from the other herd members later. Come to think of it, why should they get the information they missed? They were the ones who skipped out; they didn't deserve to know.
The stag's orbs danced over his gathered herd, looking at each of their faces for a brief second. He had a rather lazy expression on, until his optics settled on a dark violet figure, that was adorned with silver and obsidian stripes. Aiden's maw turned into a sneer. The intruder obviously wasn't of Zunden blood. Why would a dirty blood walk into Zunden land? Another thing the fire Lord noticed, was that this visitor carried his crown high as if he was of some importance.
Aiden huffed and strode up to the dirty-blooded new comer. He eyed him for a moment before speaking. "Ah, you must be one of the ones they call 'Children of the Night'." Aiden stated, figuring out that by this equine's colouring, markings, and body structure that he was of Arrat blood. Back in the ancient days, the Arrats had allied with the Zunden since they had such similar interests and outlooks on how things should be on Isola Dei Dei.
Aiden's audits flatted against his skull for a second. He did not know what status this animal held in his herd. Again, the Fire Lord noted the high carriage of the animal's skull. He obviously held some high status in his pathetically small herd. Aiden knew that Terra Di Fuoco was home to the largest Elemental herd, just as it should be.
His zeniths flicked when the Arrat spoke to him in almost a mocking manner. Aiden lifted his head a notch and looked the visitor over. The Fire Lord turned his crown when he saw Lasair striding up to the Arrat. Aiden gave her a pointed look, telling her to back down for now. The Arrat may be here for something useful; assumably alliance with the Zunden as they had done in tha past. Aiden would surely take them up on that offer. The Zunden could have a great start with the Arrat, and in return, the Arrats could keep their lands and maybe even expand them when the island was taken over.
Aiden's thoughts were confirmed with the Arrat, who introduced himself as Erebos, the blood ruler of the Night Herd. Aiden bobbed his head a couple of times, before taking a step forth. Erebos' coming had been fortold by the ancient horses of Wisdom before the great battles took place between the Zunden and the rest of the island. It was about time he got here. "Yes, the Lord of the Night. Pleasure to meet you." Aiden said in a sardonic voice, giving the Night Lord a mock bow. Obviously the Arrat Lord already knew Aiden's calling, but then again who didn't?
Erebos told Aiden that he wasn't here to harm the herd. Aiden rolled his eyes a bit. Of course the Arrat wasn't here to harm them, and if he was, he was very, very stupid for doing it alone. Even if he had a herd it would be stupid since they would be outnumbered. "Well if you are not here for a little fun and games, then why set foot in Terra di Fuoco?" Aiden asked him, already knowing the answer.
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Post by sallysue277 on Nov 25, 2009 23:43:01 GMT -5
[[Decided to come back... I have kept Arisu & Karma only. I'll decide on Rio]]
Karma
Do unto others as you wish
to be done unto you
The once familar land had faded away and been replaced by this cruel, unforgiving, snow-covered terra. She sighed, wondering where Rio was, he was nearly full-grown. She remembered when his father had been alive and healthy, King of the Fuocos. She sighed, shoving those memories aside, and pushing the present to focus.
Now was the herd meeting, and she arived quickly. Nodding hellos to Vatra, Lasair, Aithne, Milintca, Cynnau and Inferno. She ignored Firefly and Romance, "Hello my lead, sorry I took so long in getting here. I was looking for Rio. I don't know where he sneaks off too," she dipped her dainty crania in greeting. She stepped back, waiting to here what exactly they had to say.
[[Sorry for horrid post. No muse]]
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