| Subject: Of Dreams and Nightmares |
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Date Posted: 12:32:22 08/30/03 Sat
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| Subject: Of Dreams and Nightmares |
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Frost Reaver
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Date Posted: 12:24:22 08/30/03 Sat
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| Subject: BATTALiON |
Author:
El
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Date Posted: 20:24:49 08/20/03 Wed
B a t t a l i o n
wild horse rpg
dare to join the fight?
fallen angels at my feet
.hazy sunlight shines over the bleak landscape. the barren dry desert offers little escape from the harsh wind and scorching heat. already a strong wind is blowing across the sand, stirring up the arid dust.
whispered voices at my ear
.what’s that? a shift in the wind. a steady beat, quiet at first, then loud, then pounding, pounding in your mind. the wind picks up again. harsher and angry, it whips around your form as you struggle to avoid the small dust storm that is forming.
death before my eyes
.still, the loud beat is in your mind, growing closer...there...you see something....it seems to...appear out of the dust. it is a white form, so pale against the darkening dusk sky and the raging sand. the loud sound you hear is the hellion’s hoof beats, the pounding rhythm o’ her nails against the hardened, desiccated ground.
lying next to me i fear
.she halts, seemingly unaware of the sand storm brewing around her. she observes you as you thrash about, resisting the gale of soil. she moves forward again, and you think it strange that her hooves do not sink low into the sand or leave any imprint. as she comes closer, you can observe her more closely. she is the purest white color, flawless and seemingly perfect. but perfect she is not, as you have yet to see.
she beckons me shall i give in
.she is the dame of darkness, the empress of evil. whatever you wish to call her, she is the queen of the dark realm, and you had best obey her. a harsh ruler she is, but a rather wise one as well. her word is the law. she stands still, watching you. you too stand still, fearing this pale beauty. her powers are great, far greater than you could know. once, many years ago, she was kind, but betrayal has turned her heart to stone, and now she rules with a harshness unrivaled by any other leader. she beckons you, and you are even more frightened.
upon my end
.she beckons to you again. you see she is impatient, and, nervously, you follow her as she canters back into the hell-like dust storm. it is nearly impossible to see or hear anything as the dry, hot sand rages around you. pressing on through the squall, you squint, trying to see where the siren went. as you slowly emerge from the dust, you see she is standing, waiting for you with an almost amused smirk ‘pon her pallid lips. she turns and once again continues her journey through the desolate tract.
shall i begin
.you quickly canter to keep up with her as you both move through the arid landscape. finally, the pale minx stops in front of a large cluster of impressive sand dunes.
forsaking all i’ve fallen for
.she presses her hoof into the sand directly in front of the largest dune. the wind starts to howl again. it ravages the sand dune, quickly wearing the sand away. you are stunned to see that the dune is in actuality a cave. the fair nymph smiles mischievously and trots into the cave. cautiously you follow her into the dark abyss.
i rise to meet the end
.the cave is surprisingly cool, and you try to relax as you follow the queen. the cave is also very large. you trek deeper and deeper into the cave, and find that the temperature is getting cooler and cooler with each step you take. finally the fae stops in front of what seems to be the end of the cave. she strikes her hoof against the wall and mumbles something in some unknown language. the wall slowly sinks into the ground, revealing a secret passage into the real dark realm. it is a large area, and very cool. light is cast by small glowing crystals set into the cave walls. moss and small plants grow along the floor of the realm. you see, in a corner, a small waterfall emerging from a wall. the waterfall spills into a small pool. many equines live in the underground oasis. the queen speaks to you, at last.
i am down poison. this is the start of my home, the land of the evil horses. the lights live above ground, but we are the rulers of darkness. we live under the ground.
.she watches her home for a few minutes before beckoning to you once again. this time you follow her willingly. you both trot through the land until you come to a passage way lit by the glowing gems she ventures down the path, and so do you. along the passage way is other paths leading to territories and other areas, but the queen keeps going straight. the path gives way to a large room. all along the walls are jewels and semi-precious stones. the gems give the room an almost eerie glow. on a wall there are 2 plaques made of gold. engraved on the first plaque are these words:
don’t turn away
don’t give in to the pain
don’t try to hide
though they’re screaming your name
don’t close your eyes
god knows what lies behind them
don’t turn out the lights
never sleep never die
.these words are what the evil equines live by. they live to fight, and they will fight to the death to regain their old homeland: the world aboveground. there is peace now, but who knows how long the peace will last. on the second plaque are these words:
in remembrance
arsenic
mother to the crown prince assassin
mother to princess down poison
mother to the traitor sheba
mate to king suicide
beloved queen of the dark realm
killed by the traitor sheba
suicide
father to the crown prince assassin
father to princess down poison
father to the traitor sheba
mate to queen arsenic
honored king
killed in heroic battle
assassin
crown prince of the dark realm
son of queen arsenic and king suicide
sister to princess down poison
and the traitor sheba
killed in heroic battle
in reverence of
the new queen
queen down poison
.down poison frowns.
my family. my father and brother died in a war with the lights. my mother was murdered...she was murdered by my own sister.
.she scowls. she did not look sad, just pissed off.
it is now our duty as evils to one day seek vengeance on my sister sheba. she must pay for what she did!
.says the mare bitterly. she glances at the plaques, then at you. silent, she turns and trots into the passageway, leaving you alone.
Owner Name: Elise
Email: DoolfaDramaQueen@aol.com
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Subject:  I have a question... |
Author:
Moon Wing
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Date Posted: 19:07:31 08/22/03 Fri
How do you join this? And after you do, how do you comunicate and what else can you do with your "horse" character?
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| Subject: ..see the light.. |
Author:
Riley
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Date Posted: 23:28:17 08/15/03 Fri
Unicorns first made home in this place. Followed by Fairies who made home with the Unicorns. Then the humans who brought their horses and dogs with them. They too made home on the land and all the species stretched across it. The Unicorns hoping to flee from man found a place on Tirvian they called Moonsweep the humans would later travel there and call it Vilpyre. Here our story takes place your story as well. Tirvian find yourself in this world. War shatters it hope brings it closer dare you take the plunge.
[[I haven't got humans or mythicals up yet but I figured I would start inviting people. In a week or so they should all be up shall you travel there?]]
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| Subject: -*-Forever Wandering-*- |
Author:
Arabella Dancing Heart
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Date Posted: 15:04:05 07/14/03 Mon
Across the gently rolling hills,
Beyond high mountain peaks,
Along the shores of distant seas,
There's something my heart seeks.
But there's no peace in wandering,
The road's not made for rest.
And footsore fools will never know
What home might suit them best.
But, oh, the things that I have seen,
The secret paths I've trod,
the hidden corners of the world
Known to known but me and God.
Yes, the world was meant for knowing,
And feet were meant to roam.
But one who's always going
Will never find a home.
A breath of moonlight in form of a young fae moves forth into the open land. Her everlasting pools gaze upon it reflectively. Crania lifts and pools soak in the gold of the sun. Silver peds lift and fall and kiss the earth in a dance in among shadows as she battles the age-old question... 'Do I dare...?' Her heavenly dance comes to a sad end as lobes prick about for any sign of the wind. Soon she is rewarded by a kiss of the wind against her silver-white arch, giving her a sense of peace. Another sweep of her pools is made upon the vast land. Silver peds rise and fall, creating a rhythm of silver bells as she strolled through the openness. Slowly shadows hint themselves in her pools, shadows of boredom and loneliness.
Alas, it is always lonely upon the path she dwells on, the path of a wanderer.
Oh where is the thread that binds me,
The voice that calls me back?
Where's the love that finds me-
And what's the root I lack?
My heart seeks the hearth,
My feet seek the road.
A soul so divided
Is a terrible load.
My heart longs to rest,
My feet yearn to roam.
Shall I wander the world
Or stay safe at home?
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| Subject: ~Driving me insane~ |
Author:
Illusions of Insanity
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Date Posted: 21:39:11 08/11/03 Mon
| | *the dark bay mare trots in tiredly, she finally found her nephew he was somewhere behind her, she was now looking for Shadow. A sharp pain interrupted her thoughts, she let out a low snort. No not now, she didn’t want to have the foal(s) now. She flicked her tail as another pain ran though her she wanted to find shadow first, but that wasn’t going to happen. She laid down silently, her breath coming out shaky, her legs locked up under her, as she laid down slowly they were coming if she liked it or not*
Name: Illusions of Insanity
Nickname: Insanity
Age: unknown (hehe I don’t remember)
Gender: mare
Breed: unknown. Looks part Arabian
Color: dark bay.
Markings: a star and many scars. Underweight, despite being pregnant with twins her ribs still show.
Personality: changed a lot since she was in CM last. now is back to being fearful of everything, she jumps at shadows or the simplest of noises. Depressed but at the same time happy to be alive and free. .
Past: mostly unknown. She was forced back into slavery by her uncle, forced to fight in a war, she almost lost her life. Her uncle was forced to let her rest where she ran. She is in really bad shape now and is pregnant with her uncle’s right hand’s foal.
Extra: most of her powers are binded all but her power to sense her family or loved ones. She learned that power back at her home.
Born he was to live in vain.
Anger from inside.
Internal rage growing deep.
Satan’s cage of Pride.
In your dreams, in you screams.
Playing with your mind.
Under your breath, afraid of death.
Faceless creatures of the night.
Born into the flesh.
Standing ten feet tall.
Born out of rage.
Beast that marks the skull.
Shadows of the darkness
Writings on the wall.
Illusions of insanity.
Driving me insane.
Locked inside these four walls.
Hear the silent scream.
Rips away the humanity,
like a mosh pit filled with pain.
Born into the flesh.
Standing ten feet tall.
Born out of rage.
Beast that marks the skull.
Born he was to live in vain.
Anger from inside.
Internal rage growing deep.
Satan’s cage of Pride.
In your dreams, in you screams.
Playing with your mind.
Under your breath, afraid of death.
Faceless creatures of the night.
Born into the flesh.
Standing ten feet tall.
Born out of rage.
Beast that marks the skull.
©Stacey/sly Raising Hell Studios
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| Subject: REALLY FUN GAME |
Author:
Eclypse
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Date Posted: 14:15:06 08/09/03 Sat
| | Their demise was legendary, and their evanescence upon a great pyre that kindled with enmity and ardor, until the stridor of palpitating hearts and rapid breaths became the sorrowful silence of beloved but lost souls. The prosperous realms of antiquity were impaled upon their own scythes of treachery and anathema, their animosity was their damnation, while in the past it had been the very provenance of their ascension. Why, then, despite the empires’ surrender to bitter mortality, do pensive reminiscents still speak of their parlous havens in fearful whispers? Why, knowing their rise was also their downfall, can’t they forget what had been so inspired in candid dreams? The past is not so easily forsaken, and, try as it might, the phoenix cannot abandon its immortality. Again, it has risen from the ashes, decrepit and trivial, with the potential to reclaim its former glory, its flaming wings predicting the new illusions that lie ahead. The forlorn children of a forgotten world cannot deny the appeal of the comfort of companions and the potency of commanding fearsome armies, but as their innate inclination towards survival lures them forward maudlin sentiments tear them back. Memory can be a mirror that shows two faces - we’re too eager to accept the vibrant joviality of those languid days of mirth, but yet, there is, still, the horror and absurdity of everything that lies besides our inner demons... be careful, for equilibrium is hard to be found, and the wheel of Fortune is still rolling... one day you're up, one day you're down... Are you ready for this offer of a second chance?
Eclypse v3: Liberation
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| Subject: Calling All Angels....Or Devils.. |
Author:
Calling All Angels
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Date Posted: 00:09:19 08/08/03 Fri
ivory fae enters the meadow, lonely and looking for alot of things. She needed a herd to be in. It didnt really matter where, she just needed to be needed. She was also lonely in terms of actual friendship. She had never been one who made friends or aquaintances easily but once you became her friend you would say it was worth the wait. She really wanted to experience love. This fae would be willing to lay her life on the line for a complete stranger. She doesnt really know where she belongs. She is really not good enough to be a light, sees nothing in between, and doesnt know if she will be accepted in the darks. Her muscular frame twitched under her tightly stretched ivory pelt that was radiated by her ice blue pools. Her milky tendrils hung low past the bottom arch of her neck and were full and silky. Looking around for anyone to talk to, she stood, her beautiful looks usually caught the look of many by standers.
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| Subject: Looking for a herd, and maybe more. |
Author:
She only smokes when she drinks
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Date Posted: 00:23:36 08/08/03 Fri
With black tassels hanging in every direction around the fae's defined cranial and neck, Now and Then, as she was oftenly called, lifted her body towards the dark sky and gave a whinny to the abyss. Her steel grey body was shrowded in dark orbs. She may have entered these lands through the light but her heart was saying dark. Her deep pools of grey blue were like stone, her body had been battle scarred from previous lands, her pistons were heavily muscled as was the rest of her body, and her heart was only touched by few. She was in search of a heard, maybe more, but definently a herd. She was loyal and she was strong. For only being 5 years old she had seen too much and heard to little. She is wise in the way of the dark and dominent yet respectful to those who deserve it. She sees her self as a strong, self willed fae who really didnt deserve the hand of life she was delt. But she was willing to take on anything life threw at her.
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| Subject: |^I can't go on much longer^| |
Author:
Conquered Soul
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Date Posted: 19:23:46 07/31/03 Thu
|Who am I? Bellowed the spirit of the young silver-pelted steed as his enraged flight brought him into open land. I don’t know! He would answer himself.
Onyx dressed limbs poured out his perplexity, his grief, and his ire over the land.
Peds met earth and created deafening thunder, as he looked determined to run till he was dead. Tendrils streamed out from arch, waving a banner of death.
He had questions without answers and was at last conquered after three long years of torture to body and soul. Who am I? I do not know.|
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| Subject: º : . Here the Moon Sing . : º |
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Star's in Moon
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Date Posted: 16:12:39 08/05/03 Tue
The golden hued mare appeared on the horizon. Two foals came up behind her one ebony the other auburn they both looked sad and anxious. The sun-kissed mare pressed her muzzle to both and her soft voice was heard to ears that listened closely. Little ones listen to me both of you have lives to live and I want you to live them. My time in the Mountain is over but yours has only begun. I hope you find happiness in where ever you choose to make home. She smiled softly at the two the older ebony sniffed lightly the younger one had tears down her small mug. Mommy I miss you though.. who take care of me? The little chocolate filly asked sadly. My little Maiden Angelic Moons will watch over you until for me. She is only two but I trust her. The honey mare looked at the ebony filly who looked protectivly over at the younger one she thought of as a sister. I will Starlight I promise. The mare nodded and her muzzle was pressed agaist her daughter the filly dubbed Moon Maiden one last time. She turned and nuzzled Angelic Moons as well. Goodbye my dears go with blessings. She smiled softly as the two nodded and turned.
The charcoal filly sighed and moved off in a slow gallop towards the place called Hopeful Valley there was someone there she missed deeply. She stopped to wait for the younger filly to follow. The smaller one sniffled a bit more and then the pair took off under the watchful eyes of Starlight's Thunder Cloud.
The golden mare sighed softly dark ooids soft and yet so dead. Only a very small part of her remained still alive and that was kept by two things. Her daughter Firelight who still stayed with her and the hope she might find the other half of her being once again. A shrill nicker was heard from over the hill the call from a lovely mare coated the same as the one that stood now. Lobes flickered and she stood a moment longer hating to part from her home once more.
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| Subject: -| Don't turn your back |- |
Author:
E.H
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Date Posted: 06:06:36 08/06/03 Wed
Cremello stallion dances on the spot, watching the mare who had entered with him.
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| Subject: Testing again. Sorry! |
Author:
A Tester that knows people hate testers
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Date Posted: 01:47:39 08/05/03 Tue
Hello? Testing...I love strawberries. The moon is made of cheese. Cheesecake is very good for you.
Hello? Testing...I love strawberries. The moon is made of cheese. Cheesecake is very good for you.
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| Subject: Testing. Sorry! |
Author:
A Tester that knows people hate testers
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Date Posted: 01:45:13 08/05/03 Tue
Hello? Testing...
Hello? Testing...
Hello? Testing...
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Subject:  NEW FOR ALL FOALS AND PARENTS!!!! |
Author:
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Date Posted: 16:48:47 08/02/03 Sat
The premiere foal haven, for parents AND foals, Foal Frolic is now open! All horses are allowed, from evils to lights! Please come by soon and meet tons of new foals and their parents!
FOR ALL LEADS OF TTS: If you would like a link on your tt, please post at Babbling Brook and I will have your tt linked on the Foal Frolic page. Also, her is the html for your page for the above link:
Thanks, and please enjoy!
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| Subject: All Positions Open! |
Author:
Aphrodite's Flower
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Date Posted: 08:44:54 05/29/03 Thu
She canters quickly and stops in a patch of sun.. "Hello, I am Aphrodite's Flower. I am lead of the newest horse territory of the neutrals- Babbling Brook. I am in need of mares and stallions to join teh herd and hopefully gain a position. All are currently open. Please, come by and stay as long as you wish.." She quickly gallops off. This is your invitation to Babbling Brook in the land of the Neutral Horses. Please stop by!
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| Subject: www.freewebs.com/cascademt ((New Addy for CM please use it )) |
Author:
Don't support the Hacked and stolen version of CM
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Date Posted: 09:47:45 08/01/03 Fri
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| Subject: NEW FOR ALL FOALS AND PARENTS!!!! |
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Player :)
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Date Posted: 12:48:21 08/02/03 Sat
New! Babbling Brook of the Neutral horses has its very own new foal haven- connected to several other tts including Starlight Valley, Misty Peaks, and Secret Falls!!! Now foals AND THEIR PARENTS can play and meet new friends in a completely safe haven! All horses may come- Neutrals, Evils, and Lights! Please stop by today!!!!
The Foal Frolic
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| Subject: }|{Do you have what it takes?}|{ |
Author:
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Date Posted: 12:04:15 07/26/03 Sat
†Cursed† ::Fear Factor::
†Cycles† ::Four::
†Lineague† ::Desert Arabian::
†Genre† ::Fatale:
†Pigmentation† ::Amber Champagne::
†Skywards† ::16::
}|{Tensions mounted as fatale journeyed upon foreign loam. Desert blood running thick through her veins as each dancing step brought her closer to her desire. Shanks shifting in intricate dancing movements set to hypnotize those who dared to set their visions upon her champagne cavas. Nadirs o' paper thinness spread wide to allow the intake of surrounding perfumes, and to exhale carbon back to the crisp atmosphere. Multifaceted orbs shift beneath a dark waterfall, daring any to catch her gaze, and hold it for any length of time. Caudal sweeping terra suddenly lifts as dance become more rapid, and sweeps out behind sphinx for a brief period before daggers sheath themselfs in the soft soil and cause the silken tendril to ride forth across chassis, then to flip in some slight agitation. Slight cocking of the visage causes dark tresses to move just enough so glowing orbs beneath can see out and deem the time right for her piercing call to escape open vocal chamber and sweep out across the lands in a warning. The time has come for fear to rise in the hearts of those once thought brave, and it's bringer has risen once again to strike out in pleasure.}|{
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| Subject: *A mare gallops up, crying all the way. She had been hurt badly.> |
Author:
Angelic Delight
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Date Posted: 23:59:36 07/12/03 Sat
Not physically, but on the inside. She would never forget those words. "Budge up, Angel. The mares I have known never cried. They put away their childish ways at age one." Roulette had said. Never would she forget....he had cut her heart so deeply. She had trusted him since he had lost his parents also. He was the first one to know what actually had happened to her family. And he had said those hateful words. She keeps on running until she reaches a little hill with a big willow tree. When she sees this she slows and walks under the branches, slightly hiding her. Once there, she collapses in a heap of tears. In the middle of this huge meadow on a sunny day with a slight breeze a pure white mare weeps under an acient weeping willow tree. She didn't plan to come back while he was there. That or when she was ready.*
(Please, no one but who this concerns post here please. Thank you.)
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Subject:  VOTE FOR LUCIFER'S MISTRESS |
Author:
Lucifer's Mistress
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Date Posted: 19:07:53 07/30/03 Wed
Thunderous hooves pound against the terra, as the black Egyptian Arabian mare slides to a stop and rears on her powerful hind quarters, muscles showing through her black coat. A glint of pure evil in her eyes. She considers herself as a top horse, she is destined to be the Dark Leader! VOTE FOR ME
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| Subject: Vote: Lights & Dark |
Author:
Yours Truly
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Date Posted: 13:11:39 07/19/03 Sat
To vote here's what you need to do, just cast your ballot like so: Name- light or dark. Individual players can vote more than once, but not characters. If you have no intention of voting, please don't reply as your post will not be read. Thank you. ~Dice
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| Subject: [You'd best start believin' in ghost stories...you're in one] |
Author:
,font color=black>Black Pearl
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Date Posted: 11:34:58 07/28/03 Mon
Ebon hued brute pounds into the terra and rears, coming down with a surge of power. This was his chance to rise to the top and he was going to grab on and hold on tight. he would become the leader. This was his destiny.
OOC: Ok, he sounds pretty forceful, but I'm trying to show how powerful he really is. I'm an active role player. The only time I can't get on is Sat and Sun, I really want this chance to expand my playing field. Vote for Black Pearl!
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| Subject: WHERE DO I FIND DREAM SPEAKER FALLS?!?!?! |
Author:
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Date Posted: 21:01:28 07/20/03 Sun
HOW DO I GET TO DREAM SPEAKER FALLS?!?!?!
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Subject:  Any 1 want a mare? |
Author:
Silver Storm
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Date Posted: 23:37:22 07/22/03 Tue
Who wants me in their herd?Im very new and need a active home and herd. Im so lonley.
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| Subject: -Bored- |
Author:
Rush
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Date Posted: 21:36:26 07/18/03 Fri
The stallion trudged into the meadow, his russet tail occasionally catching on the dense foliage. His head was lowered and his expression bleak. Bored. He was so bored. He was bored beyond belief, beyond his wildest imagining. He had thought the ball would relieve these feelings of restless impatience and it had, for a time at least. Then his 'date' so to speak had jilted him. Ah well, it was fun for a moment or two. Sighing heavily, he glanced about hopefully, his adventurous nature begging to be entertained.
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| Subject: Vote for me |
Author:
SteelFire
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Date Posted: 21:11:42 07/22/03 Tue
Hey guys, vote for me to be lead stallion. Im the best role player ever. Ive role played from when I was 6 til now! Plz
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| Subject: Active Leader |
Author:
Desperado
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Date Posted: 22:50:13 07/21/03 Mon
Hello I'm Desperado, I live with Angel Eyes at Frozen Lake, If you r in need of a leader or second in comand stallion for the lights I will be more than honered to do so. i'm very active and I love this game sooo much.
Thanx for having such a good game, Desperado
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| Subject: -Slips Forth- |
Author:
Allidaine
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Date Posted: 23:03:59 07/16/03 Wed
*~Prevailing winds washes over the matt surface of pallid grains, whipping and curling the loose material
into dust deamons, dancing and twirling only to fall back in submission to the heavy heat. The air
shimmers with soft irridecence, rippling the backwash of the tumbling landscape. As you watch a small
figure appears at the bride of a dune, merging and shifting with her background. She approacahes slowly ,
warily, chisled head upheld in defience, upper lip curling as she haults at some distance, nares pinching
with a sharp intake of breath. Heavy countance upflings, broad chest following as she pulls herself into a
full salute, fores carving into the heavy air. Dropping to earth, solid hooves scattering the corse particles
around her compact figure, her frame shakes with a forceful whinny. Hindquarters gather as she springs
forward, slender yet muscular frame extending with each powerful stride as sure hooves navigate the
shifting terrain throwing a surf of pale grains before her, mane flagging in a tangled banner of strands, her
abraised hide softly shimmering with health, adorned with scars of early battles and bickerings. With a
rush of air she skids and slides piroetting neatly casting a smooth arc of sand behind her form plunging
into a further rear her painted form a momentay staute of farrel strength and endurance, a peircing whistle
heralds her arrival, and her allowace to be seen.~*
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