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Infinite Valley

The land is sharp and hilly- jagged hills slice the ground and stand defiantly high above. There is a harsh smell in the air, a scent of death, of torment. But there is an air of pride and honor; the land watched the lives of many a strong stallion and mare through love, heartbreak, war, and pain. Foreboding twists within you like heartbreak, yet something bids you press on.
Descending the malformed, grotesque slope, you arrive at long last in the very pit of the land, what could be very generously termed a valley. Gazing upwards, all that can be seen is the tiniest sliver of a blackened sky, and peering along the wide rift in the earth, you see no end to this devastated terrain. At last you have found it- Infinite Valley.
A tall, slender, chestnut stallion emerges from the shadows. This is his territory, he has seen it develop, he has seen leaders come and he has helped make it great. This is Starlight Express, and this is his domain.

Alpha Stallion: Starlight Express (X)
Alpha Mare:

Back-up Lead Stallion:
Back-up Lead Mare:

Beta Stallion:
Beta Mare:

Mares:

Stallions:

Foals:

Mates:


Current Events:
Ok, if you are actively living here, post! I deleted everyone's names and I will put them back on if you want, but I honestly have no idea who lives here anymore! I want activity.

E-mail Vague

E-mail X

The Dark Side



  • Apathan, was there anything you needed to say to me? Or Terror, you asked me to contact you and I never got word back. -- X, 10:01:55 09/08/02 Sun
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  • Ok, lets try and get this territory back together. Ivory Shadow, will you do me the favor of updating the board? I really don't know how to do any of the computer stuff. Let's see about finding all of the active members and getting them up there, plus anything else that needs to be changed. Anything else we should do? -- X, 20:10:08 09/24/02 Tue
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  • *black stallion trots back in,glad to be home at long last* (Finally! my parents gave me more time! i'm back!) -- Darkness, 20:44:17 09/17/02 Tue
    *he looks around for his mate or any of his friends*

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  • ~*the mare re-enters from the shadows*~ -- Knock Em Dead, 21:21:54 07/06/02 Sat
    *her dirt covered pelt answering where she went for itself. she stares blankly around her at the territory and what had become of it nad sighs*

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  • -she trots around then stops and rolls in the dirt, sending a large cloud of dust everywhere* -- Knock Em Dead, 17:48:54 08/24/02 Sat
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  • Weary Return -- Apathan, 12:53:12 09/09/02 Mon
    The lean bay returns, stumbling occasionally, at a stilted trot, his eyes dull with fatigue despite the Light Queen's healing powers used upon him. He had just healed some extremely severe wounds inflicted upon True Evil, after bringing his adored mate back from the brink of death... and what he needs right now more than anything is a drink and a long nap.

    Walking slowly towards the bottom of the Valley, he reaches the fast-flowing river that is its center and, careful not to fall in, bows his head to drink. Once his thirst is quenched the former Evil Lead Stallion moves over to the nearest patch of cool shade and flops down under a tree, dozing in seconds.

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  • ::Black Colt trots in looking for others of his age:: -- Nameless Colt, 16:39:35 09/04/02 Wed
    ::Black Colt trots in and looks around for someone to play with::

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  • . . .The Thoroughbred colt gallops in, looking wildly for a healer. . . -- Stormwatch, 12:23:26 08/29/02 Thu
    His mahogany flanks are lathered in sweat and his breathing his heavy. He gasps out, "Please! Please! I need a healer; the prince, True Evil, is suffering greatly and I do not know how much longer he can hold on."

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  • Alone -- Apathan, 16:09:34 08/07/02 Wed
    The once-glorious stallion, once so full of vitality and verve, trots in, stumbling frequently, falling occasionally, but going... still going... and searching. His eyes are dull and glassy, his coat matted and unpleasant to look upon, his body emaciated, but he is without a doubt still the same stallion in some deeper way.

    Pure pain lacing his dark orbs, he gazes out upon the haggard valley that has been his home for so long, searching, searching for the one form that would compel him to stay.

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  • ~*~Forever Nevermore~*~ -- Last Days, 10:09:35 08/31/02 Sat
    *The stallion canters around boredly. His sister was at the ISO talking to some other stallion. He sighs. She'd probaly get a mate and leave. He looks around. His sister's quest for a mate has caught him*

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  • OOC I am so sorry for being missing! My computer crashed and it was gone for a loooong time. Bad timing since we were going to start again huh? ic Any news? please fill me in, obviously positions have been selected and apathan is back -- X, 15:05:09 08/16/02 Fri
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  • OK, I'm sooo sorry, but X is going to be away from today to the 24th, we're looking at colleges, woo hoo -- X, 07:55:53 08/17/02 Sat
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  • TROUBLE FINDING A MATE? PLEASE TRY THIS YOU'LL BE PLEASED, IT WORKS, PLEASE USE THIS -- DA MATCHMAKER, 17:58:25 08/16/02 Fri
    having trouble finding a
    mate???? come to the matchmaking board! youre sure to
    find the perfect love! wether youre evil neutral or
    light, you'll find the one who's right! you can find
    him/her on youre own, or you can email the matchmaker
    asking her to make you a match!!


    rel=nofollow target=_blank href=http://www.b2g3.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=Serenad
    e>CLICK HERE TO GO TO THE MEETING SPOT!!


    (i just started so there isn't much NOW, but i deleted
    like 20 posts to start new, post and there will be
    replys shortly, and this is color=red>only for the members of CM)


    thankyou, and come visit! ;)

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  • ~^mare trots around boredly^~ -- Knock EM Dead, 19:27:05 08/11/02 Sun
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  • ~Forever Nomore~ & .|.Flames of the Devil.|. -- Last Days & Devil Flames, 10:33:59 08/10/02 Sat
    *The stallion and his sister canter in*

    *Devil FLames looks around, then back to her brother*

    *Last Days nods* May we reside here?

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  • Yea! I have my own computer now and internet access. My screenname is 'cagedgoddess' Oh, and X please email or AIM me. -- Lizzy, Terror's player, 12:25:14 08/02/02 Fri
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  • ~4x's the size of a normal wolf and the growing seems to be stopped~ *HOWLS* -- Maya, 09:39:46 08/02/02 Fri
    *looks around, An evil glint in her eyes*

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  • *He stands before the few in front of him* I thin it is about time we get this territory back on its feet. i am having an activeness check, if you are here and staying, please post within the week, if you are visiting, I would like to know that too. -- X, 12:53:21 07/30/02 Tue
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  • A black stallion enters the territory, muscles rippling with each movement. He ceases and glances about, wondering where the leaders were. -- Lost Soul, 16:35:20 07/17/02 Wed
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  • *Wearily and quietly, the tall, slender chestnut stallion walks out of the shadows. His eyes are dull and expressionless.* Who has taken charge here in the abscense? -- X, 19:04:24 07/25/02 Thu
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  • Uncharacteristically she hesitates before crossing the border into the valley. Stepping as lightly as mortally, the dark princess looks for her father's friends. She looks for someone to speak with, she looks for someone to question. Her ears perk nervously at the slightest sound, anxiety driving her on. -- Dances with Darkness, 11:17:09 07/16/02 Tue
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  • Want be king or queen of your own island? Join Cold Springs Islands! -- Owner of CS Islands, 12:01:35 07/10/02 Wed
    There are 2 islands left where you can be king or
    queen and 3 where you can be lead mare or stallion!
    You can also make your own islands! Safe for everyone!

    Cold Springs
    Islands

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  • ^||^Never Again Is What You Swore The Time Before^||^ -- Policy of Truth, 14:55:23 06/22/02 Sat
    *blue roaned neutral enters the valley, looking for the mare he met at the ISO board, even more curious about these evils*

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  • *she sighs* I will be absent from tomorrow until July twentieth. -- Ivory Shadow, 20:25:15 06/29/02 Sat
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  • DEMONIC WOLVES -- someone, 01:48:21 06/26/02 Wed
    Come and join the Demonic Wolves. A King has been chosen and rules the Underworld. To join him go to:

    www.voy.com/90098/

    Many positions are open. TTs may eventually given out if active enough.

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  • Denial -- Apathan, 15:05:17 06/14/02 Fri
    Tumbling in, he collapses to the ground upon seeing the worst thing that could ever happen had happened.

    Having struggled on the last of his strength to return to her, he instead crumples by the side of his fallen love, his mind sinking into ever greater tides of Hell.

    But his last vestige of sanity grabs him by the throat and hauls him to his feet, eyes blazing madly as his mind grabs desperately for a solution through the blood-soaked haze. Think, Apathan! Remember your Power!

    Of course. Sinking beside her, the lean, dull-hided bay presses his head, neck and 'shoulders' against her, fully yet lightly. From the depths of his heart comes every possible vestige of his golden Power... buttressed with half his soul. With every effort, with every possible strength, the stunning golden glow enters his love. Her soul... he thinks dimly. And there it is... cloistered deep within her heart, an ember, fading with every passing moment... but still there! With half of his own he flows into her soul, his battered, tainted spirit becoming one with the last traces of hers, and his healing Power grips her body. The cells restore themselves, duplicate, and are infused with a strange strength, one that was not even there originally. The power of a life-giving love.

    Half a soul the poorer and every last ounce of his Power drained, the scrap of a bay stallion collapses comatose to the ground, half-dead.

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  • Lightning Only Strikes Once, Unless You Know Black Majik -- Black Majik, 18:47:13 06/22/02 Sat
    Stallion enters, message on the joining board. He wonders if he can stay. His evilness is obvious as his red eyes glimmer.

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  • *the filly trots in and looks around for someone she knew* *someone by the name of Knck Em Dead* -- Angelina, 20:13:17 06/17/02 Mon
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  • Can some one tell me where a fill named sweet addictions is? it's urgent! -- player, 04:03:32 06/20/02 Thu
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  • she trots in submissivly after being kicked out of true evils tt "may i stay" -- Diablo, 21:25:03 06/19/02 Wed
    she says with her head down "i would be honered"

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  • Parapara shifts her smile setting from "pleased" to "dazzle". -- Parapara, 18:08:10 06/15/02 Sat
    Now she studies the polished surface of the dodger-blue tama, swallowing her distorted reflection with a disgruntled hiss. The nose, small and delicately snub on her own face, appears completely out of proportion to the tiny ovular eyes that squint and blink beneath the massive forehead. She looks away.

    The sun emerges from the shelter of a fat cloud and casts a harsh glare that glances deftly off the glassy spheres suspended from her skull by tightly-whorled locks of saffron and cornflower and gravitates towards the larger orb that seems to be something of a magnet for light. Illuminated from within by glowing silver and pink, the petite sorceress lifts a few feet off the ground and travels in this manner in the direction of Evil Valley, picking up speed as she departs.

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  • Enter the sorceress. -- Parapara, 17:32:10 06/11/02 Tue


    Trailed closely by a retinue of fat bubbles, the blue-haired girl slips in at a sprightly walk.

    Her keen, round eyes deftly recognize Malussinn as she manages a grin that exposes perfectly conformed teeth.

    "I'll do it," she agrees unconditionally before adding, "But it'll cost you a piece."

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  • *he trots back in for a short visit* -- Darkness, 17:08:02 06/11/02 Tue
    *he nuzzles Ivory and whinnies to all of his opther friends* I'm afraid i'm not back for good yet.Love you Ivory.I'll get on as much as I can. *nuzzles Ivory once more and turns,galloping out*

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  • Fading -- Terror and Pharozupe, 11:07:10 05/31/02 Fri
    The mist, catered by the entrance of the exile, curls its fingers around the territory. Its master, a shadowed eyed and mangled silver maned unicorn, steps forth from the dense fog. The fog cloaks her again for but a moment, but it was long enough for the change. Now, she is a woman. Pale skinned, cold blue eyes, and plantinum blonde hair. The fog bows at her fingertips, repsecting her who commands it. The gesture is expected though, and the woman pays little heed. Her eyes glare at the dark mare, the one deemed Terror. The woman's lips are silent red as the subject of her eyes also changes.

    The black mane curls, but maintains its length. The skin lightens slightly to a deep bronze, and the hooves bend like hot metal as they form the systematic ten fingers and toes. Her muzzle srinks and her ears slide to the side. Human is the one called Terror now. A pathetic human of five foot three and bordering one hundred pounds.

    The woman does not speak yet, though her words are known. No, she waits fro Terror to speak.

    "I thought it would take longer. If I had known..." Lies. She knew. "I really wished you hadn't shown. Things are fine..." A sad sign is emmitted, proving Terror spoke only more lies. "Please, go."

    The woman's body is immobile with the exception of her red lips. They smile and speak. "I bare a gift. Do not refuse it, sister." Baring her palms, a silver and stoned dagger visualizes. "Pay your depts, sister."

    Instantly and thoughtlessly, Terror kneels in acceptance. Tears threaten to surface as her hand touches the blade. This is not wished, but there was little she could do. She was not under her own control..."I want to be forgiven. It hurts to be alone."

    The woman knows of the emptiness too well. As her heart skips, she hardly can fight the smile that surfaces. Now Terror would die. And no one was left to stop her. "Apathan left you because you are worthless." She says, continuing the thought. "There is only one who will forgive you. He waits...he will be there to greet you at home. He won't leave you. Not like that wasteful husband and those wretched children of yours..." The woman pauses, mid-sentance. Babbling was causing her to lose focus. She must stick to the script. "Go ahead Terror. Show him ou're sorry. Ask forgiveness for leaving him. Blame yourself for his death. Tell him you'll be with him forever and ever. Show him, Terror. Show him."

    Lightheaded and confused, she wants to but does not argue. She cannot. Not anymore. Loneliness had weakened her. She could not survive on her own anymore. "Daddy, I'm sorry. Take me into your arms. I'm sorry for running away. I was scared, Daddy. I was scared of you. You kill Mother..."

    The woman stares wide-eyed at her sister's unspoken past. She cannot speak in fear of upsetting the trance that has weakened the former Lead Mare and transformed her mind into that of a child.

    "...beat her until she died. I was scared, Daddy. I didn't want you to hurt me like you hurt Mother. But I know she was bad. She threatened to leave you. You didn't like that, Daddy. When you found me, I was scared. I didn't want to end up dead. I left...I'm sorry. I thought I was happy her with Apathan...I thought. I miss you. You made me who I am, Daddy. Daddy's Little Girl misses you. Please, Daddy, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for pushing you away. Forgive me, Daddy...I don't want to die, but I will for you. Tell me you forgive me. Tell me, and I will. I'll be with you forever and ever if you forgive me...Daddy.

    Her cue is now, the woman knows, but she hesitates. Could she sentance her sister to death? Yes, yes she could. Her sister caused the death of their father. He died because of Terror, so Terror deserves to die. Closing her eyes, she visualizes the man she loved and devoted HER life to. Her father...their father.

    In the mist, he appears. He was dressed in black garbs and spoke through the mind of the woman. He was her phantom. "Yes, my dauighter. Come home and be forgiven. You can prove yourself yet, Daughter of the Underworld."

    Terror nods, grasping the blade in a naked hand. Crimson blodd leaks from the cracks of her hand. "As you wish, Daddy." Now she takes the dagger by the handle. It is her left hand that would perform the task. A leftie, and sure sign of her devil heritage. "Forgive me father for I have sinned..."

    His voice hastens, as the woman grows impatient. "Yes, daughter, my Little Terror. Now do it."

    No doubts arise as she raises the blade to her throat. Breathing deeply, she suddenly flips the blade to slit her wrists. She does not know why, thought the woman who watches does. Terror, the one capped inside the controlled mind does not want to die. That Terror believed in hope and dreams. That Terror wished for peace in her mind and soul. That Terror was all but dead now.

    There were no outside interractions, no more false phantoms, after this action. Even the woman, Pharozupe, departed. Now Terror was alone. Deathly alone. She breathes slowly, as her life drains from her veins. Her fifteen years, most of them in the lands of Cascade Mountains, would be ending.

    "Curse this place of the Cascade Mountains and all of those who inhabit its wicked lands. This land bleeds the innocent and breed Devils." She coughs, falling to the ground. Her mind is lightheaded and dizzy. The thoughts are clouded, spinnning in the maze of her mind. "Curse this place that brought me to the domestic life. The land that I mothered a child and nurtured two more. Curse that land on which I will die. Curse the land...the land that I-"

    The mind spell begins to wear from her troubled mind. And only now does she realize the trickery. She was tricked into her death. "Curse this land of the Cascade Mountains. The land that I love."

    Her eyes trouble her and she closes them. It was too late for her. These cuts were self-inflicted. They ate at her soul, weakening the already shrunken will-power. Her will to live. She could cry out for help, but she does not. Even if she survives the wounds, her life would be over. What life was there left to live? Her beloved Apathan was gone...her children grown up and moved ahead. And she...she was suicidal.

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  • *jet black mare trots around the tt* -- Knock Em Dead, 18:54:53 05/25/02 Sat

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  • He canters around at a heartless, lazy pace. -- Oz, 19:53:27 06/06/02 Thu
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