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[big daddy lizzeh.]

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[bg=#5C140B] speech ! thoughts ! Despite the cheerful colors of the Isola, Terra Scure was as dark and dank as Hannibal's heart, and the true being he was. Blue eyes scanned the forest before him, remembering the first day he had arrived back within Isola, the power he felt becoming the Devil's pawn. But now, after so long walking upon the Earth again, it was as if the Devil had loosened his hold upon the stallion. However, the Devil had left behind the bickering voices within the Dark Lord's head, the non-stop talking and insane whispers. It drove Hannibal to the edge, making him want to just fall over and die. To never walk again. Even now, as he meandered between the trees, his mind was in turmoil. Hannibal ignored the voices, not wanting to bicker and nitpick at them. He was trying to become as sane as possible, to be able to just go a day without the voices whispering madness within his head. Ears flicked back against his skull, as he walked through the darkened trees, smoky hoof prints left by his hooves from where he had walked. Painted body seemed to smolder, as the fire within his veins yearned to expose itself.

[/font] No. I can not just burst into flames whenever you want to,[/font] the stallion whispered to himself, slapping his hindquarters with his tail.

The smoke that had been rising from his body disappeared, small patches of his fur singed from where the fire had been seeping through. Shaking his head slightly, Hannibal paused at the twisted, burned tree he had erupted from months ago. Tilting his head to the side, he inspected the tree, nostrils quivering ever so slightly. It was sure interesting what you could come across after the fact. Turning away from the tree, he headed into the shadows, wondering who he would come across within Terra Scure. Maybe some new blood for his herd.[/size][/font][/blockquote]

( harder, better, faster, stronger [DAFT PUNK] )
( threefifteen )
( lizzeh 2011 )

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[bg=#191919] Vala snorted in anger. She's already searched this place before. She hoped not to run into that one creep, though. This season was different the the last. Not one stallion was around. Disappointing. The mare was use to hooking in at least three stallions during this season, but none seemed to be around, anywhere. And she didn't want to head back home to where a bunch of whiny babies that wanted her back, or the scolding she'd get for leaving the lands for so long from the lead mare. She could feel the fresh electric current run through her, and made her coating full static. How could this year run so dry for her? Was it time to find new, ones she never had ran into? How could that be? She has been everywhere for a roving stallion. All this was not the same. This was not of normality. She feel herself actually well up in side, wanting to release a full blown shock that could kill. She walked in stealth today, for an when she was angry, no one wanted to even come near her. But this was not helping her cause. It was only making it worse. She stopped by her usual place she visited in the Terra Scure, the small watering hole she took a small drink out of, and stepped into the water, which the static that was on her turn her into an electrical outlet in a flooded house. It helped her cool down, to release so of the pent up energy. She stepped out, shaking what she could off. But even in her better mood, her foot steps moved silently. She snorted in the air again, allowing smells to come to her. Her ears pricked forward. Maybe this season won't be too bad. She knew there was another before her on this path, as she followed to find who this other was.

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Muse: Dieing...
Word Count: 318
OOC: I used my own angry to write this, but her and my anger are from two different things XD ...
Music: Panic! At The Disco - Build God, Then We'll Talk

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[big daddy lizzeh.]

<sup>It wasn't normal for the skies to darken as they were, thick clouds rolling overhead. Thunder rumbled in the distance, lightning streaking on the undersides of the rain-filled balloons, causing the stallion to flick his ears back uneasily. The weather upon the Island was more erratic than he had wished, and the stallion stomped a hoof, fire splashing up from the ground. Big, fat rain drops sizzled upon the fire as they fell to the ground. Blue eyes looked up to the skies, and Hannibal cursed under his breath, moving past the flame-stricken tree off into the forest that was just as dead as the tree he had emerged from.

Painted coat soaked up the raindrops as they dropped even more from the dark clouds looming overhead, and the hellion grew even more angry with the weather. This is not very welcoming, the stallion muttered under his breath, then paused in his walk. Ears flicked ever so slightly, and he turned his head to look behind him. He could sense someone following him, and it caused curiosity to flare within him.

For once in quite some time, the voices within Hannibal's head were quiet, as if anticipating what was stalking the hell-hound. Nostrils quivered, and his painted coat smoldered, flames almost bursting from within. Show yourself! I know you're following me, I'm not some stupid mortal, Hannibal's voice roared out of his body, flames erupting from his nostrils as he snorted. Forelock fell over his blue eyes, which danced with the Devil's flame. Whoever was following him was in for a rough time.</sup>

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^{[ heartbreak . m'black ]
[ two sixty two ]
[ lizzeh 2011 ]}

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[bg=#191919] Vala kept on walking, even though she heard the roaring. Why should she fear something really, especial since she had nothing to lose, except her looks, which if she ever lost she knew she couldn't live without them. She kept on walk a little further, but once she had sites of the one she was tailing, she watched for a moment. "Calm yourself. Do you always get worked up because one is trying to find company?" She said, softly, seductively, stepping out so she could be seen by him. "Odd how find me alarming. I am only a mare."

[/b] Holding her arab-type head high, at an angle to him. She held her ground quietly now, her poll spread over the one identifier to her breeding.

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Muse: ...
Word Count:[/b126 (Sorry so short.)
OOC: ...
Music: The Gummy Bear Song

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[big daddy lizzeh.]

Blue eyes stared at the mare who stood before him, an ear tilted forward ever so slightly. Nostrils quivered, and he felt slightly silly. A mare? Really? That is what he was getting all antsy about? Snorting angrily, flames shot into the air before him, as lightning flashed across the sky. Someone can not be too safe within this forest, the hell-spawn merely said, the rain falling more now, causing patches of mud to appear around the pair. Eyes stayed upon Vala, as he fell silent, thunder rumbling angrily overhead. Finally, he broke the silence, an unsettling chuckle erupting from him.

Now, since I have seen that you are merely a mare, what are you doing wandering around Terra Scure by yourself? You know what lurks within the trees, I can sense that sureness within you, and yet, I sense something else. Is it that you actually seek out the torture that stallions inflict upon mares who wander these trees alone? Which leaves me curious. If you're actually looking for someone to fill in that thrill, why follow an old stallion like me? Surely there are other stallions within Terra Scure, much more younger than me, that could help you with whatever you need. A small smirk crossed the stallion's muzzle. It had been quite some time since he had spoken to someone other than a Felwood herd member, and now that he was, he was speaking so formally. It was unheard of with Hannibal. He was known to speak in such short sentences, snorts and the like. What made this mare any different?

Shaking his head slightly at the situation, Hannibal chuckled again. It was almost as if he were insane, chuckling to himself like a madman and speaking to the voices in his head. Which, were still silent, as the mare stood before him. The flames that had wanted to blaze out of control across his body had smoldered and died, as the rain started to fall more and more from the darkened clouds hanging over the island. Yet, the fire within the stallion's eyes roared, coursing through his veins.

[/font] So, now that I have said my piece, what is your name? I have to know who my stalker is, after all.[/font][/size]

[ new divide. linkin park ]
[ three seventy two ]
[ lizzeh 2011 ]
[ hannibal ]

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[bg=#191919] Vala rolled her eyes at the stallion, still holding herself high without regard of how this could insult the one before her. "I am no stalker. I could be if I was following for days, weeks, and months, but I haven't. I was only look for someone to have company with. And this place seems safer than most I have seen at this time. The tales of Scure seem to be a little over... exaggerated. And if I am to offer my name, am I to get a name in return?"

[/b] She spoke, stepping slowly around him to the other side of him, with her lethe. She wasn't fully hiding herself, already knowing this stallion is dangerous himself, though the two of them were of two different types of dangers. but then she stopped, holding still for a moment. "But why give names since you seem not you want company of any sorts. There are other things I could tend to, since you seem so uninterested, I guess I could go... Find something else in my interest that won't waste my time."[/b] She spoke, still hold herself high, as if she were the better of the two. She started to turn and head down the path next to her. He'll do something if he was interested. Not that she cared. She didn't have time to waste. [/size][/blockquote][/font][/color]

Muse: ....
Word Count: 227
OOC: ...
Music: Panic! At The Disco - The Ballad Of Mona Lisa + P!nk - Funhouse

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[big daddy lizzeh.]

An ear flicked forward quite lazily, as Vala spoke, nostrils quivering ever so slightly. Rolling his own eyes, the painted stallion shifted his weight boredly, glancing toward the trees, as if the mare's words weren't really worth paying that much attention to. Letting his tail sway behind him, Hannibal scoffed ever so slightly. If you don't know my name by now, you surely have not been on this island long. But, since you've asked, it's Hannibal,

[/font] his voice was low, as he turned his attention back to Vala, ears swiveling on top of his head. With the rain steadily falling from the dark skies above them, his coat smoldered, steam rising into the air around his dark brown and white body. Head lifted a tad when he realized that Vala was turning away and heading away from him.

A forceful snort escaped him, and Hannibal's body moved foward, following after the mare.[/font] Don't think you can shrug me off that easily. We weren't done,[/font] as he drew up to the mare's side, something in him wanted to reach out and nip at her shoulder. Blue eyes wavered slightly, as the hell-horse inside him fought to break free, to show this mare that he wasn't a stallion she should really mess around with. Shaking his head and blinking a few times, Hannibal suppressed the need to burst into flames, continuing his path along side Vala.[/font][/size]

[ the take over, the break's over . fall out boy ]
[ two thirty three ]
[ lizzeh 2011 ]
[ hannibal ]

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[bg=#191919] Vala continued walking, head high in the air. "Oh, I've heard of you. Just never heard of the general look of the oh great and fearsome Hannibal" Her voice dripping in sarcasm, though the true was that she heard of this horse, just never got a to hear of a general look of him. The rest was set for the sarcasm. Even though She was always told to fear him, she never did fear things things other horses feared. The only thing she feared was to have damaged looks. She kept her even pace as she heard him say 'Don't thing you can shrug me off that easily. We weren't done.'. The only thought that ran through her head was, 'If you weren't so interested, then why you following me.' but her thoughts remind inside her cranium. "But I thought you said a younger stallion would what I'm looking for, since you don't seem interested in have a bit of company at all." She spoke arrogantly. She knew this stallion was going to call her stupid or something like that because she didn't fear him.

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Muse: ....
Word Count: 186
OOC: Ahh.... She's being a pain in the ass, isn't she! XD
Music: ...

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