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Date Posted: 14:05:37 02/11/02 Mon
Author: ��cģ
Subject: � Dȃ��n� ChUcK��
In reply to: Martyr 's message, "**uh oh, spaghetti o's**" on 19:44:32 02/10/02 Sun

. Chuckle rumbles o'er ashen labrums, lappetts flickering d'faintely 'pone tched scalp o' she beast .

. Ah and I see you wish to rebuke upon your steed? A daring quality. You see why I have chosen you, yet rebuke that I am right. A stupid, yet may I seclude, a 'dumb' quality indeed, trying to 'presume' your wrath by words. Honestly mare, get yourself together, I aint a small child, nor will I take back my words .

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[> [> [> [> **i was laughing before.. but you just stepped across the line** -- Martyr, 15:27:23 02/11/02 Mon

**The haughty scarlet raises her crest in blatant dominance, and with an dull roar of her irritation and annoyance. Pure inexcitation crosses the other of glowing ferocity and by simple reasons obvious she is secured in victory.**

.your words suggest that you lord us all.
.but self-proclaimed greatness holds no importance and is quickly disreguarded.
.if one so neive believes they can conquer a mellinium, than I bid it, but for you, there is no option.

**Her nostrils flare and her amounting galvanism continues as the dely in the mare's line of arrogance stoops suddenly. Tired even in so short of time, she shakes her head and with a low hiss she breaks the even line of her dentines to bare her teeth in hiddeous snarl.**

**Without breaking her stare, she moves closer with deliberation and without second harp she leaps with a raised crest, her teeth searching randomly for the mare's poll in distraction. In the same moment's breath she lifts a foreleg high and brings it crashing down her delicate kneecap, her fetlock, and then her fragile coronet; an open line of vital injuries. With a low snort and a half-hearted nip at her flanks, she sashays close to the mare's flanks. She dips a shattered crest and lifts her hindquarters in a massive buck, her hind legs flung up at her stifle without a genuine care of whether it hit or not; Her second series of attacks were true; Deadly concentration and pointed accuracy were fully given to that attack and with her own speed, agility, and unpredictability added to the distraction of her head, there was no escape. Wheeling with her same aire of careless perfection she turns to face the mare squarely, an unnerving fire charring her eyes and flashing dangerously. Vilipendency shatters the opposer's vision of supremecy and the practical chestnut stands stout with a simple quip, mocking what misprize stands before her.

.simple mare claiming the forces of destitute, without vertebrae, nor stronger light.
.i offered you your chance of redemption.
.you raised your nose arrogantly and replied with a stubborn no.
.that is your downfall.
.you truely think black thunder will care when you fall for your stupidity?.
.you have much to learn about these lands.
.pity you won't have that opportunity.

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[> [> [> [> [> � P�� u � -- ��n��cģ, 15:44:26 02/11/02 Mon

. Lappetts dance vigorously 'pon scalp .

. NO, that is no my downfall. My downfall was asking you to join in a rampaging fellowship, that was my downfall. My downfall was not backing down, that was my strong point, that my true strong point that you could not handle, that was where I came in, that was where I defied you, no matter rank. Did it ever occur to you, respect 'twasn't granted to ranks, but to thsoe who deserve it? To me, you deserve nothing, for you do not recognize the true soul inside, you look at the outside covering, you look at a wall, and I see through it. Perhaps you shall rethink this, for I am open for anything, yet submission, never will I think o' it .

. Capsule is suspended o'er clashing carbon, duo flickering quiet'y o'er fire speckled visage, tresses o' mixed iv'ry and fire lapsating 'mong hind region o' she beast, mug pressed near teathered boa, constricted to let labrums roll hiss o'er ashen, banshee scream repeating in quiet, repetitive, melody .

. Quiet, yet you fear me, silence you ask of me, defiance you have granted me, my spirit you have concealed, the wall around me you see, the soul is never free, the ooids you hold are worthless, ne'er to see through, and the night will haunt, haunt your soul out of you .

((LOL, this is getting good...*MUAHAHHA* Go Quin, Quiney making Marty mad..*cackles* hehehehehe......OOO and thanks for spelling me precious name right! O BTW, do you have AIM? Mine is: SerpTwerp give me a buzz))

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