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Date Posted: 09:04:14 08/05/03 Tue
Author: (Shazaam)
Subject: (Leave or meet your Demise)
In reply to: . d0g . . s0ldiers . 's message, ". ShOw . . YoUrSeLf ." on 02:57:50 08/05/03 Tue

(Nox had finally taken her reign over the world of Cascade Mountains, and just when Shazaam stepp back upon his homelands, his vision caught something he wished not to see. Taut epidermis was carved into a glassy mesomorphic figurine, cone shaped harks gyrated until they fell in disgust upon his capitulum. Svelte appendages drew the svelte King towards the unwanted. The salvage. A steady hiss oscillated from vocals as he slowled his velocity and pulled up beside the stallion)

"Leave my mother alone. You will never take her heart from my father. Try until you crash and burn, but she is entwined to her family. Sorry, but she is not the tramp you obviously picture her as. If you love her, leave her be. Step off of my lands, and never step back on them. Step off... or meet your death"

(He gritted his teeth at his last word. Death. He was beginning to sound dark. evil. Yet he wouldn't put up with his family, and his home, being disturbed and pestered all the time. And it was seriously eating away at his nerves)

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[> [ . Worried . ] -- Tori, 20:07:13 08/05/03 Tue [1]

[ . Parking her son in the safety of a copse of trees with the admonition not to move, the golden mare set off determinedly towards her mate. Jaded orbs landed on the brute that obviously had her love worked up into such a tizzy. She vaguely recalled other instances when the mahogany stallion had made appearances in the Isle, and none of her recollections had a happy ending. Steeling her nerve with a backwards look at her semi-obedient prince, the palomino kept on her course until she drew even with Shazaam. A worried expression covered her facade, but she knew that Shazaam was well-equipped to drive the intruder from his home. Standing staunchly by his side, the golden beauty reflected a steady gaze at the other stallion, wondering why he didn't get the hint and find a mare of his own side to haunt. ]

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