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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Feb 15, 2011 18:04:43 GMT -5
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The coltish stallion walked in the woods in silence, the songs of love birds dieing in his wake. Of course, who would want to sing or even be in his presence. He was such a dark stallion. His lips were frowning in his silent passing. Was there really nothing here. He knew this place to hold stupid mares whole have no clue what a breeding land and evil stallions mean. He glared at his surroundings, his bloody gold eyes searched his surroundings, looking around carefully for discoloration or odd shaping in the foliage. His needs of a victim and how long he would need to look one would decide their treatment, from bad to the worst. He was ready to decide their fates as well, whether they would walk away with nothing, his kids, or die at his feet. He felt his teeth grind together in boredom. Nothing seemed to be here. He snorted, think of turning to another resort he had in mind.
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[/color] Muse: Nothing but dead....
Word Count: 166
OOC: Really short. I've let my muse for him die..... *Sad Fayce*
Music: Breaking Benjamin - Until The End [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Mad Nysa on Feb 26, 2011 9:36:43 GMT -5
[Had the temptation to join  ] An orange pelted mare walked through the breeding grounds. She wasn't here for that stuff. Eira was here to possibly kill a mare, or a stallion. She felt the grass burn under her hooves, and snorted. Today, wasn't Eira's day, no one was in sight. She walked toward a nearby stream, and had a little refreshment. Her black orbs flickered when she saw something move. Eira's eyes fluttered, trying to see it. After awhile she went back to the stream. She thought she heard something, but she ignored it. She felt the glass shrivel under her hooves, and started to hear a hissing sound. Eira snorted, and started to walk forward. Muse: ehhh ok Word count: 111 Music: Ke$ha >.> |
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Feb 26, 2011 14:52:56 GMT -5
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Insanity's quiet but noticeable wake kept going. His movements weren't live and dance nor were they dead and dragging. He didn't seem lively, even for a killer. Her glared around as the nostrils flared silently. Fresh scent met them. The mind went to work, letting this scent drive him into a full mode of insanity. His bloody gold eyes sparked into the crazy as they rolled in search. He snorted, and he moved now, the movements turning from the odd medium to a stalk, a walk of this insane, cold-blooded killer. He moved past scrapping pain of the trees. Pain. What little did it do to him. It didn't bug him what so ever. The remaining chain halter didn't rattle, for it was fitted so tightly to his head it couldn't move at all. His eyes snapped over to the side at the slightest movement, a flicker of orange in his peripheral vision. He glared only for a moment. His blood-stained white lips curled up in the sadistic, wicked smile that matched his paint smile on his face. He stepped past his blockage of what he saw on the other side, making no noise. The flicker of orange was his next victim. A mare that held little of what would impress him, but a victim was a victim, no more, no less. He stared for only moment, seeing her in a blur, his plan coming together in his thoughtful, crazed mind. He then took action, jumping forward for his hooves to rip the mares pelting.
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[/color] Muse: Nothing but dead....
Word Count: 255
OOC: Note this though. If you think Insanity is going to talk, he's not. For some type of reason her doesn't like to talk on the site! XD
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Post by Mad Nysa on Feb 26, 2011 15:05:02 GMT -5
[well I'm gonna make him xD]
Eira saw a flash of black, and her pelt felt amazing pain. A stallion. She looked at her pelt, thankfully the cuts weren't to bad. She ran at the stallion, her hooves lashing out. She summoned a small fireball, and lashed it out at the stallion. Her adrenaline rushed. Her pelt hurt even more, she snorted starting to summon another fire ball. "You messed with the wrong mare." Eira hissed, throwing another fireball. What is up with this stallion?! She thought, when she saw the chain on his head. Eira felt the energy drain from her body, she felt limp. No no no. She thought. Her eyes closed, trying to find the energy within herself.
[trying to get used to Eira.]
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Feb 26, 2011 16:25:38 GMT -5
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The stallion smirk now. A firey elemental. How fun! He bared his teeth in a wide, crazed smile. She has a voice. He couldn’t help but want to rip it out of her throat. He felt the fire balls sear against his coat and skin, but even that didn’t bother him. It only helped his craze. Does this mare think he cared what creature he played with. He wears mangled bodies like the wolf wears sheep clothing. His eyes glared at the mare. An elemental was succumbing before a normal horse. Such irony, especial at this time. He stepped to the weakened mare with ease, as he bit into her pelt, kicking at her sides. Ruin her value, he thought. His teeth ripped at her fleshed, creating wounds that would ruin the bright orange coat of hers, the hotter blood spilling against his lips. Why should either of them care. It was on skin, flesh, and blood. Ruin her value completely. Such ease came in this ruining of her pelting. He felt satisfied with his work no her pelting. Almost. Time for the finishing touch. He stepped back for a moment to ensure she was still standing.
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[/color] Muse: Nothing but dead....
Word Count: 166
OOC: RAPE IS IMMIATE!
Music: Beautiful Love – The Afters (Kind of Ironic, isn't it! XD) [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Mad Nysa on Feb 26, 2011 16:40:37 GMT -5
Pain. That was all Eira thought. She groaned, bucking out. Her legs wobbled, but she stood tall. Hopefully, it wouldn't bring noticeable scars. She felt the blood skim down her pelt. Eira was numb all over, but was helping the pain. As the stallion continued she knew her pelt was probably ruined forever. "Stop it." She managed to form those two words. She gasped, and groaned. The stallion finally stepped back with a smile on his maw. Something isn't right here. Eira thought. She managed to create a small fireball, but it whizzed past him. This wasn't good. No one was in sight. Hopefully, the stallion would leave, but he just stood there with that wicked smile.
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Feb 26, 2011 17:23:42 GMT -5
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Her voice. 'You should be glad I'm not ripping it out. ' He thought. He usually always went for the throat of any thing, to silence it's cries. He simply snorted, her plea just weak to him. 'I should kill for being so pitiful.' his mind said. But he has decide to give her a worst curse. To bare a child would hard on this mare enough. Then a child from him would destroy her. He moved around her, ignoring all signs that she may fight him in oppose. He stopped behind her long enough for him to let his tool slid out. Se wasn't going to stop him. He changed up on her, pushing into her without even stopping. He let his teeth lash out onto her neck, biting down hard, his forelegs squeezing her tightly beneath him. It was too late for escape. He started in, disregarding how hard he pressed into her. He did not care what will happen to her during or after this. He didn't care that he ripped her open. He kept on going with more thrust, each one harder and rougher against her. Though she was going to be completely tore up from this, she'll still survive. Long enough for the foal to destroy her mind and her with it. He kept on going, feeling nothing. She a goner at this moment and here after. He stayed over her, releasing her neck for a moment before it fell under trap of his teeth again. He then felt something different in his body. A new pain. A pain he didn't understand, but it felt good to him. He kept on going and going. He wasn't going to release her. Not yet. Sooner or later, it will end.
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[/color] Muse: Nothing but dead....
Word Count: 295
OOC: ...
Music: My Chemical Romance - Mama + Headfirst for Halos [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Mad Nysa on Feb 26, 2011 17:48:03 GMT -5
Eira screamed when he enterd inside her. Deeper deeper deeper. Sweat mixed together with blood dripped down he body. Deeper deeper deeper. Another scream. His hold was tight. She felt like she was being ripped open. Deeper deeper deeper. He let go of her, and she almost relaxed thinking it was over, but the stallion gripped her again. She tried to get him off her. Another scream. Eira heard short gasps that came from her own maw. It felt like internity. Then it felt like he stopped, but he wouldn't back away. She managed to control her breathing, but waited for him to continue.
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Feb 27, 2011 3:59:47 GMT -5
(It's late, so I'm not going to mess with the and all. Okay? I'll set them up tomorrow or something.)
The mare beneath him was simply ignored. Even in his coltish, light frame build, he was stronger than most thought. He let his craze redrive him to finish up. He's come to far now. Now if only the pitiful mare could have her screams heard and put him up with an real challenge. She only proved that even an elemental couldn't destroy his madness. He tightened his legs around her more, constricting the breath she just gain back out her. She didn't need it. He began again, let himself black out out into the pain that gave move to his insanity.
He finally seem to wake after a little while of his daze and after the pain slipped away in her. All was done. He ruined her value much more, knowing his dark seeds laid inside her, manifesting. He gave in a few more thrust before letting her ago, the most violent of them all. His teeth unclenched on her and his front legs let her have air again and he let himself land back to the ground. He was done with her. He snorted as he realized he driven himself into a dripping sweat. Or maybe it was the mare's firey ways that made him sweat worse. Oh well. He didn't care. For a moment the stallion seemed to be put at ease, the restless insanity calmed, but returned quickly. His attention refocus on the mare who he just committed a violent crime on. Why not one more thing before I leave. His tool slid away, and as if he didn't seem to care that there was something in his away, shoved her, hopefully to the ground, and he walked forward. The mare's cries didn't seem to be heard. He felt more disappointed. No other victims. Yet. The coltish stallion slipped away, out of sight.
(No need to post back. I'll post the pairing in the foal stats, so then if the foal does survive Cire, it would be acknowledged it was actually born.)
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Mystery!!!Rwar<3