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Date Posted: 16:38:21 02/13/03 Thu
Author: Frozen Dreams
Subject: -the nights are colder now
In reply to: True Evil 's message, "To my fellow inhabitants." on 19:44:31 02/12/03 Wed

as always, the abarsive pallid equid traced his entrance upon the terra with no modest reserve in the quality of his gait. exaggerated to the point of nonsense, he paraded into the ensemble with a flawless grace and impeccably noble poise. staring coldly about the group for a fraction of a second he determines no threat to his life among the petty gathering of his race, and stands, in blatant disrespect to the leader of the opposition. no dip of his dignified crania allowed any trace of even the most reluctant of admitions that this charcoal hued child was in any way his better. or even, for that matter, his equal. Frozen Dreams put himselfon a pedestal. not a puny fantasized one either. the belief he held of his superior status was embedded as deeply within him as the insticnt to breathe.
with a cocky twist of his boa he encompased the circle in his commonplace disinterest. remarking without words what a bore they all were to him. attracted by the enlarging group he had graced them with his presence, if only momentarily, to allow his curiosity to be indulged. making a skimpy assessment of the fillies, and barely a glance at the gargantuan female, he passed his eyes to the two stallions that stood across from him. he composed a more direct analysis of these two, but dismissed them just as easily in the end.
his poise reflected a bored gentility, and it was obvious that he was not on his guard, even amidst potential enemies. he was unaware as to the subject of discussion, and by the look ordaining his finely dished pallet one might assume he really had no intentions to procure the information. although, ofcourse, he must have, else why would he make an appearance at all? his dusted coat gleamed with the aftermath of a snowfall, and the ebony of his mane hung untangled and placid along the width and length of his nape complemented his beige coloring with a sombreity found only in the wake of a grand disaster. a tail of matching hue swept in drawling fashion along his hocks, teasing the earth with it's proximity. a triangular lobe swung deftly about, gathering the averaged sounds of a gathering of individuals. his nares, on the other hand, made no attempt at inhaling the mixed aroma of the group, choosing to remain motionless amid the assault of scents. sensing the hush that would, on a norm, accompany his entrada, the stallion turned his stygian pools once more upon the equines, staring each of them in turn. the malice and growing impatience created an unquenchable flame in their depths. abranding that seared the horizons they rested on. aimed to create impressions. saving, in obvious display, the final taste of his bitterness for his royal highness the brute calmly observes his opponent. examining at length the quality of the individual that would stand against him.

do you have what it takes, True Evil?

he mused absently through the rivers of his psyche, quelling the instinct to insult him now and have it done with. finally, he asserted his voice into the mix, tossing words of intense sarcastic content at the listeners of his fellow conversationalists.

greetings, friends. you may not know me, Frozen Dreams. a lowly individual of no valoured importance i'm sure. and you are..?

he posed his question in a general fashion, removing his eyes from the king to flick with arguable inertia over the remainder of the gathering.

that's right. show him what you think.


FROZEN DREAMS
-dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude.


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[> Awareness -- Apathan, 18:24:06 02/13/03 Thu [1]

"We know you," he responds curtly, his dark eyes expressing his clear distate at this overbearing stallion's excessively self-involved manner. "And I am Apathan, once Evil Lead Stallion, once friend to Malussinn, and now will serve his son for as long as my heart beats." Thus without frills he summarizes his identity, views... and a subtle threat.


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