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Post by Mad Nysa on Jun 21, 2011 18:14:49 GMT -5
The monster inside Kahora had ran and ran until she stopped in Allevare Mettono. Kahora apeared where the pure black mare was and looked around. She had no idea where she was, and why did the voice keep snickering? She snorted and walked slowly on. Her deep neck wound had stopped bleeding so much, but it hurt at every little movement. She ignored the pain, and spoke to the mare inside her.Mind if you can get to some water? She let the mare out, and the pure black mare apeared again. She snorted and followed the sound of running water.I have a name you know. It's Lost. Lost snorted when Kahora didn't reply and continoued to the stream. She had many scars, glowing, turquoise eyes, red markings that looked like dried blood, and her body looked misty. She took a deep gulp of water. She lited her wet muzzle up, a smirk on her face. She had led Kahora into this horrible place, and she herself had come her to maybe...kill. She heard the figure of a bird, and grinned. As she stalked toward it she thought she saw a flicker of movement in the corner of her eye, but shrugged it off. Lost had not killed in such a long time, but a bird would keep her content for awhile. Just as the bird saw her she lept at it, putting her hoof to it's tail feathers. She reached down and closed her teeth down on the bird's neck. The bird hung limp as she tore it apart, savoring the sweet metollic taste of it's blood. Lust danced in her eyes as she lifted her bloody muzzle up, wanting more. She stood still, having thought she heard something or someone.
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Jun 26, 2011 3:22:05 GMT -5
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Insanity creeped through the land once more, but not really like in the way he did before. He saw that mare, the one that sounded like his mother, go this way. Silence came as he stalked like a predator hunting. Lips were still freshly painted with blood. He wanted more and left the blood on his lips for later. Savory. It was beautifully bittersweet. He still felt the heartbeat of her's, lull of her voice mocking in his head. He couldn't wait to rip her throat out so the echo would stop. It was more annoying than those who spoke in his head. It was unnerving. Killing her maybe the only thing that could end it. She could mock him, but she would know then he was truly strong than her, even with her running. He'll end her. He hunted, but found nothing, his mind grew frustrated. He knew she went this way. He trailed her. There was no way she vanished. He glared around, as suddenly noises of a struggle met his ears, a smirk appeared on his face. Even if it wasn't her, he'll make himself... useful in his own way. He hate to waste his time here. The last time he cam here, he brutally torn apart a mare and infected her with his new disease, carrying his child. That child will kill her. He hope his thinking of that would come true. He moved slowly, towards the sound of struggle, spotting a mare. She looked like her, but he could tell it wasn't her. She hadn't shown her face, the one he's hunting. Time to make a new infectee. He slowly came as close as he could, going unseen. He wasn't going to waste his time, though he still will leave her battered and bleeding the ground. He planned quickly, and this was going to be quick for him. He had to get back to his hunt and back to his killing and destroying lives. He then bolted back out, not wasting a moment to take a bite into the mare, to grip her, to stable her for his moment of fun and torment.
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[/color] Muse: Insanity Wants It's Fun...
Word Count: 360
OOC: He talks of sperm as an infection! XD He's like "Rape first, rip apart later" until he goes like, "lol, tired, i leave you to die noa. bye!" Kahora is not going to get off easy! XD
Music: Toxicity - System Of A Down [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Mad Nysa on Jun 26, 2011 10:38:50 GMT -5
He came at Lost before she knew what to do. He locked his teeth at the end of her neck. She heard Kahora squeel inside her, they both got the same wounds as if they were one horse. She thrashed around as he tried to stable her. She finally tore apart from his grip, more flesh peeling off. As soon as she was free she tried to get a good grip somewhere on the stallion's neck. She wanted more,more of that sweet taste in her mouth. Her maw was still blood stained from the bird, and she wished it had lasted forever. A smirk was set upon Lost's face as she stood there waiting...She was oblivous to one thing she was in heat. She had always thought she was top dog, the one no one could beat, so that was the last thing on her mind. She attacked, lunging to his throat. Want flashed through her eyes. Oh, how she wanted him, his blood flowing into her mouth. She kept snapping everytime he would dodge, she reared up,looking like an insane horse. Oh, she was insane.
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Jun 29, 2011 12:06:15 GMT -5
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Insanity watched the mare in her worthless plight. She was just fighting away like she could win and beat him. Really, she had no way of winning against him easily. It would take her a long time before this mare would beat him. He was born insane, though it took longer to fully understand the power he got with that insanity. But not much longer. He's killed since a foal. She didn't have that experience. No one has. It was only his. Bonded in chains he was, the only evidence of that was the tight chain halter of his head, but these chains could never hold him like the humans thought it would. She reared, he flew up at her throat. It was her mistake to leave it out in the open like that. Gripped it, not biting down, but tight enough simple yank wouldn't free her. He really needed to go back to hunting, to killing. His grip began to tighten as an idea began to form in his head. Weaken her. Don't make her pass out, but weaken her. The vice grip began to close down, closing her air way. She could kick at him as much as she wanted. It would only make him feel even better. Teeth threaten to protrude into the flesh, but past the windpipe as his grip tighten until the windpipe was almost flat in his mouth.
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[/color] Muse: ...
Word Count: 235
OOC: ...
Music: Sweet Sacrifice - Evanescence [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Mad Nysa on Jun 30, 2011 13:12:50 GMT -5
Lost struggeled against his grip, but wasn't able to free herself. She needed air. She began to wobble, but there was a defiant look in her eyes. Her eyes fluttered as she threatened to topple over, but she didn't. Her eyes rolled into the of her head as she needed air more despretly. Just as Lost thought she was going to collapse the stallion loosened his grip, and she took a shaky breath of air. In. Out. In. Out. She got her breathing back to normal, but she was still shaky and weak from running and fighting. She didn't know what he was doing, since she could've been dead already.
Muse:It's slowly dying
Occ: My muse is dying! D:
Music:Open Wounds-Skillet
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Jul 3, 2011 16:59:14 GMT -5
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Insanity snorted, nostrils shaking in the vicious torrent of air forced through them. He could feel the force of her windpipe pulling in what air they could, until the breathing began to slow and he released. He wasn't going to kill her. Why waste the time of making his enjoyment when he had to muster the energy to kill her the way he wanted to in the end. He'd let the insanity he will have caused without being there do it's job. He walked the the mare's withers and bit into them, reaching up with his hoof to beat hard against her sides. Steadying her, he's wasted enough time, he unsheathed his tool, and walked around to her rump. He snapped at her tail to move it out of the, but he honestly didn't care if it stayed in his way. He'd only force himself past it to reach what he wanted. He began to mount, latching on to her like a some parasitic leech.
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Music: Unforgiven - Creed... [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Mad Nysa on Jul 9, 2011 10:04:35 GMT -5
Lost tried to shake him off, but he was too strong. She wasn't afraid, no she knew that the foal she would have would eathier kill her, and rule or not kill her and rule. As long as this offspring lived she would be happy. She turned her head to look at him, eyebrows raised. She stomped her black hooves as blood dried to her pelt to go with her markings. Kahora panicked in her mind cussing and saying she didn't want a child. Lost ignored her and focused on being prepared for the pain. While waiting she pondered on what the foal would look like.
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Jul 10, 2011 2:53:15 GMT -5
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Insanity snorted at the mare, her struggle useless. They always thought fighting off the coltish looking stallion would be so easy. He was so much stronger than they thought. His hold on her was tight. But what turned from struggle was to stillness. He glared at the bodice of the mare. He saw her look at him expectantly, like she wanted this violation of her body. The stallion actually hesitated, his tool throbbing now, expecting the heat of her insides against it's walls. It wasn't as much fun without the fight, seeing the want in her eyes. He was now tempted to just kill her. He didn't give what one wants. The Bloodstained Gold eyes, merciless but confused in look, seemed to continue changing in their choice of the crime he was to commit on this mare. Images of what he wanted to do played out. The original idea would only work to her favor. He slid off her now, beginning to think about what should he really should do. They tinted eyes remained on her, readily watching. He wasn't going to let her off, that was for sure on one thing. The offering lingered in his mind. A willing participant would be a change for the stallion. But the spawn of his. Would it become an evil child soon to kill all? His blood splattered nostrils quivered in the wind not, trying to decide silently of his choice.
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[/color] Muse: The Insane Is Confuse Of What It Wants Now...
Word Count: 240...
OOC: FFFF!!!! He's being a tease now. He'll follow through, though... Sometime And his junk is all hanging the wind. Like 'lol, air *ten seconds later* HOLY CHIZ MAN! IT'S COLD OUT HERE, HURRY THE HELL UP!' XD...
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Post by Mad Nysa on Sept 10, 2011 10:01:36 GMT -5
Lost cackeled as he slid off her,looking confused. She slowly edged toward the cover of the trees,her eyes locked onto his. She would've ran at him, but with these wounds she had no choice but to make a break for it. Run run run run! Kahora said in her mind,wondering why she wasn't making a break for it. Lost tried to get her legs moving, but they seemed to be glued to the ground. She stared into his gaze,wanting to hurt him so bad. She wanted to hear his screams,him surrendering. Her eyes challenged him. Blood trickeled down her pelt,splattering onto the ground. Lost knew she wasn't fit to fight, but atleast she wouldnt be a coward and run.
Muse:Dead
Occ: I did it!!!
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Post by *~`cHEsHirE!i!cHEetAH`~* on Sept 16, 2011 18:59:33 GMT -5
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Insanity snorted at the mare challenging him, as if to mock him for not following through with what he intended, a glare the read to him now as only that she want to kill him, but she was too weak for him. Such a foolish challenge for the beaten down thing. Intentions didn't shift yet, as he began to reevaluate how he acted and how she should of reacted instead. Wasting precious time to kill many with over simply making a new infectee of his cancer. The colored raven colored pelt twitched as he tossed a tinted different mane to the air, poll fling to the side in a stringy mess. Nostrils quivered as a snort forced out and he stared at the mare with the still intent of his made up mind. His teeth ground together for a moment as he advanced to begin his ritual again, but this time, he won't allow this mare to make his mind to reel away from decided things. Smells of others who had been previously here still wreaked into the air. Such a mare should have been smarter than that with such a foul smell emitting from the dreadful place. Where birds should of sang loudly, only the ringing silence called out, offering no help at all. He finally advanced for her again, standing at her rump, glaring across the black, sweat and blood soaked coat of hers. He snorted as he remounted, not pausing to allow time for her to struggle hopelessly for him to dismount again, bury himself past her tail and into the hollowing of flesh.
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[/color] Muse: Insanity Into Chaotic Malfunctioning...
Word Count: 269...
OOC: ...
Music: Largo for the violin (Bach) - Emilie Autumn + Kiss of Monochrome - SID + Shiver - The Gazette... [/td][/tr][tr][td][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Mad Nysa on Sept 17, 2011 19:44:23 GMT -5
Lost tried to pull away, but the next thing she knew he had entered her body. She squealed in shock and pain as he tore through her bodice. She tilted to the side as she struggled against his weight. Sweat ran down her coat,shivering as if she was in Antarctica. No I don't want a foal! I'd have to.... have to...Take care of it and I can't continue doing my job if i have to take care of a little demon! I can't kill a little foal....It's innocent! Wow I really thought I could count on you to get me out of here, but noooo you made it worse! I'd rather die then have a stupid little thing follow me around! Lost would have rolled her eyes if she wasn't in this situation. She let out another squealed as the stallion on top of her thrusted rusted hard. At least she didn't have to take care of the foal, but it was really boring being stuck inside another's body. She didn't know how it happened. She had been born on the island as a beautiful white Arabian with her twin sister. They looked exactly the same, and it was very hard to tell them apart from one thing. Lost's eyes had been a rich hazel while her sister,Violet a gorgeous bright violet. Her parents had always favored her sister as she was perfect at everything. All Lost did was get in trouble. They had lived in a vacant land for their whole lives and when they were three their parents let them go. As soon as Lost started exploring she got into a lot of trouble. She was chased and almost killed for being in another herd's land,almost was raped, and was attacked by a zuden. Yep, not fun, but it was fun to her. Violet disappeared a few days later, and Lost had found her dead on the edge on a herd's land. She had weeped for days even though she had always had been mean to her sister and hated her. Only a year later had Lost fallen to the hands of a group of zuden for entering there land. Now, years and years have passed and Lost as been resurrected, but it obviously went wrong for now she was in another horse's body. She didn't know what happened to her sister but she had to get out. A huge amount of pain snapped her back into reality and she faced the situation again.
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Mystery!!!Rwar<3
