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~Royals~

King: Terror's Darkness
Queen: [none]
Queen's Advisor (chosen by queen): [none]
Alpha: Essence of Death
Beta: Wrath
Omega: Martyr's Sacrifice
Royal Guards:
Essence of Death
Cobra
Wrath
Insomnia

~Regulars~
Guards:
Anubis's Hidden Desires
Origianal Sin

Broodmares:
Cenzia
Diamond in the Rough
Swaztica
Blood Lust

Scouts:
*Terror's Fire

Others Claiming Positions Within Herd:

Trainers: Dahkana

Servant Stallions: Soul Reaver

~Foals~

Fillies:

Colts:

Those who are waiting to be accepted:
*Death Chant
*Discord
Irisenae Sharmah
Abbadon's Siagnante
Treason
Evil Desires
Hell's Curse

~Elder~
Plague

~Pairs~
Cenzia and Dahkana

~Known Herds~
[none]


~Exiled~
Darkest Desires

~Killed by Cobra~
Satan's Love

* You have until January 14th to post, or you will be taken off.


  • ...Essence... -- Essence of Death & Cenzia, 15:53:05 01/04/02 Fri (spider-mtc-tk061.proxy.aol.com/64.12.107.46)

    ...Massive friesian watches the mare dubbed 'Anubis'. Lappets swivel maliciously. Oracles glare into darkened pelt. Visage is tossed. No respect or trust given for none was recieved. Femme had been busy with affairs that had no doings in femmes mind. Snort is released before femme glides off searching for only remaining alliacne..


    ¤Mare bugles and follows dam in pursuing of alliance. Mare had seen inerest within the oracles of Dakhana and planned on pursuing.. for she had been ignored other wise..¤

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  • total confusion -- Cat, 20:10:46 01/03/02 Thu (ool-182dc5e4.dyn.optonline.net/24.45.197.228)
    Chains - are u Brandon? and if u r, u might have like had a memory blank...I was the 5th member of the 1st TD. Right, if ur not brandon, go fuck a tree! :) (if u r...doin't take offense. Trying 2 make everyone happy sux. I've given up.)
    ok - to jenn...I'm sorry. I thought u were gonna kill appy...if not...ummm...we'll figure something out.

    As always - love 2 all...

    -The Princess

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  • ***dark figure remains motionless*** -- -.... game of a riddle, guess of a name- true bloods would know thy name, 16:05:13 01/04/02 Fri (216-224-149-63.thegrid.net/216.224.149.63)
    **demonic optics snap back and forth, watching the devilish beasts move about... some showing distaste to his own... seeminly the land once jagged and of pure evil has started to soften.. not entirely yet it was beginning... he knew the time was almost upon him.. for his re-entrance... yet he would discuss matter umong only his known blood warriors-they knew whom they are... and shall reply if so-**
    *akuma-another word for satan... his player has taken visit..*

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  • Domestic Disturbance -- Anubis's Hidden Desires, 15:15:24 01/04/02 Fri (spider-tq072.proxy.aol.com/152.163.201.77)
    *~*Ebon hued fatal turns finely chistled visage towards harem equines...twas sad..very few judgements could be made..nothing has boldness now a days..onyx tapered lobes lace to cranium in foul temperment..mug curls..revealing ivory incisors as a fair warning of her lethal 'venom' for all who dared challenge...delicate nares flare..taking in the scents of the equus before femmia..small conclusions could be drawn about a few of the harlem members..


    Cobra- A fiery spirit indeed..though little in size this mare of arabic decent demands respect..indeed a trusted and valued alliance..

    Wrath- Mysterious femmia of dark genre..no doubt in hell that this femm had earned her position..and the rights to her kin..there was much to learn..this alliance would prove treasure..

    Martyr- This female seemed more of brute strength than intellegence..yet well educated on what equines were acceptable..femmia had witnessed the fatal's disposal of the unworthy creature who entered the lands..perhapes in time..and alliance with Martyr would be worth the efforts..

    Snort escapes fiery nares...no other creature had approached her nor awknowledged her presence..what of the other royal guard? Did she not tend to her duties? Smirk plays apon lips of the hell sent bruja..respect is a hard thing to earn..no other equines here would receive it from femm aside from those mentioned..annoyed wuff is made...the 3rd guard wasn't impressive to her..yet dark optics remain cold and placid..of no threat....or was it? Low pitched wuffle is emmited towards Cobra and Wrath..the only brutes she trusted as of now...Orbs of Anubis continue their watch..beware the plague of egypt..for she has arrived..*~*

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  • -A little mare trots in, plumage held high- -- Pure Dark, 11:15:46 01/04/02 Fri (ppp-225-10-220.friaco.access.uk.tiscali.com/80.225.10.220)
    -Inspects herd snorting once or twice, cocks dial slightly then rears lashing out at thin air. Eventually she returns onyx hooves to the ground, audis flicker yncertainly-

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  • Can i erase this stuff? its ucky -- Kitten, 15:07:19 01/04/02 Fri (dialup-65.58.14.84.Dial1.Charlotte1.Level3.net/65.58.14.84)
    ucky uck

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  • .don't worry, child..death will be swift.
     -- .cobra, 18:19:31 01/03/02 Thu (spider-mtc-tf061.proxy.aol.com/64.12.103.46)


    Once again, demoness stalks into this land with a single deed upon her mind; whip cracks against hide in silent rage, glassy orbs ablaze with a fury not seen in this deadly vixen in quite a long time...she had been peaceful, peaceful for her - no killing or attacking, just simply observing.

    And yet one had shown their ass...one whom needs a spellcheck badly and needs to grow, oh, a few years. She would have been fine, had she not thrown insults, and ran her mouth about something she readily admitted she knew absolutely NOTHING about...after all she was not here for the beginning of the game, and now, she will not be here for the end.

    Suddenly, velvets part and long, clarion cry is heard from this siren; the call of the reaper, some say....the song before her ruthless duty, her favorite work. 'Nails' propell her further into the land, churning up mother earth, seeking out the one who will suffer the consequences.

    .satan's love.

    Upon sight of this pathetic individual, beast slows to a halt, wicked, twisted grin alight 'pon chiseled features. The time had come, the bell had tolled...and now this moronic individual would 'kick the bucket'. Harsh snort is emitted; the only precedent to the act that was about to take place. Brutale lunges forward, knocking into Satan's Love, tearing at her flesh with lethal ivories. Crimson liquid decorates the demoness' hide, but it is not her own...lobes laced to cranium, she-beast continues her pastime, jagged hooves thrashing into the mottled pelt of her enemy, the enemy of the harem, slicing it as if it were a peeled orange. Muscles show, even the blood-covered white of bones show - it was not long now. Love's cries of pain and suffering are the sweet, sweet song this bruja loved to hear.....

    Deciding to pity the idiotic individual, incisors clamp upon Love's jugular, ignoring the thrashes and death throes of the poor, poor mare. Moments pass - finally, the enemy moves no more. Keeping jaws locked, beast stays firm for few minutes after that, making certain of the death of this sad, pathetic, moronic, idiotic, childish, good-for-absolutely-nothing mare. When it is a truth, brutale releases grip, allowing body to crumple upon the ground in a disgusting, bloody heap...

    Once again, guard femme is content. The rage has subsided, the fury yet again not apparent...the deed had been done.

    .if you desire, pay your respects to the traitor.

    .the epitomy of dishonor.

    .the one that was called Satan's Love.

    .behold.

    .goodbye.



    (bounds away in joyous manner, singing at the top of her lungs *ding dong, the bitch is dead, the bitchy bitch, blah blah blah* and no, ANNE, your character is dead, yes, I powerplayed, but I'm allowed to do that in this game, because Cobra is the shit and has always been the shit. Ask anyone. Thank you for your time, and don't come back again, unless you've matured and are ready to play nice.

    Everyone else - feel free to trample the body in total disrespect if you would like. :) )

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  • Anne -- attention please , 07:56:10 01/04/02 Fri (host217-34-38-145.in-addr.btopenworld.com/217.34.38.145)
    Can someone please go to the OOC board and tell me what on earth is going on?

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  • HA! -- formerly Devil's Flaw/currently Shadowfax,•†he †h¡r†eeñ†h \/\/¡§h• and so many others, 23:32:33 01/03/02 Thu (max3-68.ip.realtime.net/205.238.179.68)
    I really 'get around' on RPGS, as do Kiss of Death, Fear Sanctuary, and others. I think it's funny as hell when you and a friend on one RPG get to be friends on another one and you don't even know it. HA! I'm thinking about rejoining, but don't worry I won't be as queer as the old Devil's Flaw was...

    Chasity

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  • black font is evil..here dani>>> -- Tori, 20:10:08 01/03/02 Thu (spider-wo012.proxy.aol.com/205.188.200.22)
    .}

    *~*Onyx tinted bruja wuffles a greeting to demonic guard..lobes lace to cranium as muzzle extends..nares flare..smolting warm breath apon other..dial is lowered in reconition of the equine's position within the harem..liquid orbs of dark genre reflect cold games of the temptress's mind..alliance..*~*

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  • Forsaken -- Anubis's Hidden Desires, 15:26:50 01/03/02 Thu (spider-mtc-tf061.proxy.aol.com/64.12.103.46)
    *From the myst we fall..from the myst we rise..yet the darkness feeds off our pain and lies...inferno burn..black plague take form..bury them all in this hellish storm..by the powers of Anubis..the creator of hell..the rebel to life..the reason angels fell..bow to his strength..fall down to his might..for if you fail to do this..the ten plagues of egypt will he smight..


    From the ashes she came..beauty enchanting..a temptress of the devil..heaven's one clanting..yet spawn of hell is she..let all beware...for she boils the souls...all to wear and tear..who sent this beast? Who would dare? None other than Anubis..he put here there..so fear this bringer of death..or she will seal your doom..her task is simple..to avenge him from his tomb..*


    +Shadows roll back to reveal the moonlit form of the devilish seductress..nares aflare..orbs burning..dial is tossed..sending splashes of ebon mane cascading over sined crest..onyx obsidians dance across terra firma as if floating as ebon she brute ingresses towards the others..raven lobes melt back into chistled poll..incisors bare..femmia awaits the awknowledgement of the other equines..liquid gaze like that of the cobra..waiting..contemplating it's time to strike..+


    Name: Anubis's Hidden Desires (Anubis)
    Gender: femm
    Age: unknown..believed to be in early prime..
    Breed: Friesian
    Appearance: Radiant midnight ebony..purest in color..built of power and strength..
    Pesonality: I can not begin to describe this...you will learn what evil really is..dare to get to know her..and you will see..


    ((OOC: It's Tori here..I decided that bringing ROF back was not going well..as former queen..acts of dominance were taken the wrong way... since when I played ROF my characters were gentle..playing dark was kinda ruining ROF..so this is her daughter..I apologize if it seemed lke I was taking an ego trip..I'm still getting back into the swing of things..*wink*))

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  • Beware the Hell Fires -- Dakhana and Wrath, 18:38:23 01/03/02 Thu (HSE-Toronto-ppp287694.sympatico.ca/64.231.13.217)
    ((eep, Internet was down and you all havta go be active! Geez! lol...I am confused about Apollo, but for now I will just ignore it...lol))

    brutale observes quickly growing harem, a sense of claustrophobia overtaking massive frame. Should more arrive, the harem lands would be overcrowded. Plate raises, auds snapping to skull. Shifting uneasily within darkness, brutale moves alongside EOD, her strongest allie

    Masculin snaps ivores, auds plastering to rtaven skull. The whereabouts of his sire were unknown, for now he would keep stronger guard until TD's return. Harsh snort emit, knowing twas not his duty, nor was it his place, to accept or decline onslaught of mares.

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  • *^^* -- Reprimand, 16:03:59 01/03/02 Thu (h24-207-34-252.dlt.dccnet.com/24.207.34.252)
    The angels cry out in mortal hatred, the strange, carnal pulse seeming to echo violently through the night's velvet grandeur, fear staining the earth a silent crimson, the darkness reaching out with a clawed hand. In the shadows there is a life that mirrors the same terrible, beautiful rythmn, blunt and forcefully thrust upon the earth from the ragged iron gates, a grim smile of mockery resting easily upon her lips. To the music her footfalls play, an exotic melody scarce heard before death, hooves snapping upwards in a game of her own rules, a sweet, clear clarion filling the air*

    *The beat becomes urgent and desperate, seeking escape, as the angels recoil, shouting out Damnation bluntly upon the earth, her own jousting reply a chiding, cryptic alliance. A ragged tapestry adorns her crest, tendrils of twisted sable falling across the torn satin of her pelt. A brambled veil sheilds her smoldering eyes and lends her an aire of brutal mystique that she wears, oh, very well indeed, falling past a delicate muzzle that sweeps violently through the cold night air*

    *Domination is in her cry, without remorse nor revenge - a quiet arrogance, held up only by a haughty squeal that announces her presence one last time.... a warning, heed it well*



    (OOC ~ *hugs Lacey and Court and Cat* Hiiiiii! Sorry for such a bad entry post and Rep being a stuck up bitch, she isn't really, but... oh lol, anyways)

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  • *points to message way down* -- Tori, 18:11:48 01/03/02 Thu (spider-mtc-tf061.proxy.aol.com/64.12.103.46)
    Joined up again as anubis a little ways down..just making sure yall see!

    -Tor

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  • ...glare... -- Original §in, 16:25:10 01/03/02 Thu (spider-mtc-tc012.proxy.aol.com/64.12.105.152)
    Bruja sprung from Hell's flames snorts softly, tossing delicate-boned pate impatiently...flamelicked tassels flying...flint striking terrain once more...


    Recognizing many of her former herdmates a low whicker emits in greeting....


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  • ....Annoyance... -- Essence of Death, 17:01:16 01/03/02 Thu (spider-wb054.proxy.aol.com/205.188.192.174)

    ..Massive femina stand's aside stallion. She was loyal and would remain so.. yet change bothered femina. She wasnt sure as to how to react to apollo.. or the new horses. Lappetts swivel attentively. Things would be back in order soon enough. Bruja tosses visage and wanders harem silently..

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  • *^^* -- Reprimand, 15:57:46 01/03/02 Thu (h24-207-34-252.dlt.dccnet.com/24.207.34.252)
    *The angels cry out in mortal hatred, the strange, carnal pulse seeming to echo violently through the night's velvet grandeur, fear staining the earth a silent crimson, the darkness reaching out with a clawed hand. In the shadows there is a life that mirrors the same terrible, beautiful rythmn, blunt and forcefully thrust upon the earth from the ragged iron gates, a grim smile of mockery resting easily upon her lips. To the music her footfalls play, an exotic melody scarce heard before death, hooves snapping upwards in a game of her own rules, a sweet, clear clarion filling the air*

    *The beat becomes urgent and desperate, seeking escape, as the angels recoil, shouting out Damnation bluntly upon the earth, her own jousting reply a chiding, cryptic alliance. A ragged tapestry adorns her crest, tendrils of twisted sable falling across the torn satin of her pelt. A brambled veil sheilds her smoldering eyes and lends her an aire of brutal mystique that she wears, oh, very well indeed, falling past a delicate muzzle that sweeps violently through the cold night air*

    *Domination is in her cry, without remorse nor revenge - a quiet arrogance, held up only by a haughty squeal that announces her presence one last time.... a warning, heed it well*

    (OOC ~ *hugs Lacey and Court and Cat* Hiiiiii! Sorry for such a bad entry post and Rep being a stuck up bitch, she isn't really, but... oh lol, anyways)


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  • *trots in* -- Dreaming Outloud, 15:45:21 01/03/02 Thu (ol1-24.217.32.42.charter-stl.com/24.217.32.42)
    Her head down showing no dominance.

    Hoping that she would not be harmed, she whinnies announcing that she would be going with Apollo.


    (OOC: I am kind of confused so don't start tramping on me cause I am not sure if that is how I was supposed to do it.)

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  • ~Bad Move~ -- River of Flames, 04:40:38 01/03/02 Thu (spider-mtc-tf034.proxy.aol.com/64.12.103.34)
    *~*Bruja of ebon tinted pelage holds her own placidly apon her hilly 'perch'..audiatives pivot atop regal poll...alert of all sounds..visage is tossed defiantly as deceptive gaze follows the frusterated screams of the familiar stallion..outcasted? Fool...steed had earned his mark apon the harem long ago..as she had...pity the ignorant creature who removes this valuable asset from the herd..

    Snort of discust escapes nares..low whicker is emmited for alliances..those she could trust..femmia had not yet felt the presence of TD..she feared she wouldn't still..*~*

    ((Don't know why the heck you 'outcasted' Apollo..but it wasn't a smart move..Jenn has been playing him in this game from the very begining..Don't ruin TD by stomping on the older members for it is because of us old ones that TD is still going today is it not?

    Also..is Bran playing Chain?

    -Tori))

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  • *Mare trots in. She makes her presence unnoticed* -- Ghostly Trails, 14:51:34 01/03/02 Thu (NoHost/205.208.140.107)
    *Head hung low in subbmission she walks around. She stops and swyas her head lsowly..looking around*

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  • /Searching\ -- /Satan's Love\, 13:36:21 01/03/02 Thu (host217-34-33-166.in-addr.btopenworld.com/217.34.33.166)
    /Where were the ones she formed alliences with? the ones she has accepted in the harem in the past?\

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  • .attention. -- .cobra. (Jesi), 12:31:43 01/03/02 Thu (spider-wo074.proxy.aol.com/205.188.200.54)

    I ask that you all go to the OOC board and read my message...it is something that needs to be addressed before this petty crap goes any further. Feel free to respond, I expect there probably will be a few...

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  • .e n t r a n c e. -- .e x i l e., 11:57:10 01/03/02 Thu (wnpgas08-p62.mts.net/216.130.92.220)
    .the lonesome dove sings as she plods in, head held low in submission. the spark in her eye is temporarily dimmed as she wanders the perimeter, watching the action within. yet within her corrupted mind, she has sense to remain an outsider, for now at least. as a new and unaccepted beast, she was calm and passive, and was allowing that scrutinizing gaze to be cast upon her.

    .she remains in the shadows, awaiting an opinion. was her entrance permitted, or, like her name, was she exiled, a castaway like so many others? banished, as many a time before? she remains silent, her voice muted, and waits a decision.

    Name: Exile
    Gender: mare
    Color: silver
    personality: you'll find out... lol


    ((hehehe all, tis me, Court, finally coming back. *hugs* i missed TD ^_^))

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  • »« -- Apollo, 23:03:45 01/02/02 Wed (dialup-110.rosenet.net/208.221.191.110)
    Golden steed watches from borders. Now being an outcast by his leader he snorts. Anger growing more and more with every memory of his loyalness to the once great king. Silently he stays on the horizon waiting for the unknown.

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  • » Waiting -- Apollo, 09:28:24 01/03/02 Thu (ppp331.rosenet.net/208.221.189.217)
    Watching the turmoil of old and new below he snorts trots away heading back to the northern land he had found for the herd. Before dissapearing into the distance he stops, sending a chilling whinny back to the herd the older mares would know what it meant and the younger ones...well they would just have to figure it out. Vannishing into the thicket of trees he makes the long and ruged journey to the unihabited lands up north.

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  • §~mare stands quietly, not sure what to do...~§ -- Evil Desires §The devil's messenger§, 07:30:04 01/03/02 Thu (208-189-35-52.dial.swko.net/208.189.35.52)
    §~ebon she-beast stands quietly, just on the outskirts of TD, not sure what to do. She was on neither side, neither for or against the outcasting of Apollo. She was not yet a part of the harem nicknamed Satan's Army, and she wasn't going to be for awhile. She had had not one meeting with Apollo, and barely knew his name. She stood in confusion, wondering what they would do if she took no side. If the mares were to rebel against Terror's Darkness, she would gladly fight by TD's side. She was loyal to TD & no one else. She highly doubted they would rebel because they knew that would bring upon them a horrible fate. They were smarter than that...Ebon Friesian femina's oculars scan the territory for intruders and possible predators and find none.~§

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  • um... -- Evil Desires §The devil's messenger§, 13:06:43 01/01/02 Tue (208-189-35-39.dial.swko.net/208.189.35.39)
    I'm kinda "Waiting To Be Accepted" too...Sorry if this was meant to be or somethin'!

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  • ...insanity... -- TD, 15:29:43 01/02/02 Wed (ool-182dc5e4.dyn.optonline.net/24.45.197.228)
    ...the winds of time and fate have turned...a stallion, for all a dear friend...yet a stud...andso...the enemy...aging gold...the hands stroke him harsh...but midnight phantom...a siluette in best of light...the massive emblem of Satan's Army...he stands tall...resisting the sands of time...an enigma...a figurehead...and yet his power runs deep as the sands he is so fond of...a s starlit tears fall...his allied time fades...and with a baleful scream...the tie is broken...and the son of Apollo...to take the steeds place...

    ooc: case u haven't figured it out...apolla got thrown out and the son is the new ally.

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  • Hey! -- Hannah-Marie and Janne, 01:06:47 01/02/02 Wed (czpp-p-144-134-73-96.prem.tmns.net.au/144.134.73.96)
    You have IS.(Irisenae Sharmah=H-M) on the rank thing but Hells Curse(Janne) Who had not yet been eccepted when she left is back and so is Chaos Of Midnight(H-M) who had been accepted when she left, arn't on there. How come?

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  • Hey, is the Cyndy here>> -- Anonymous, 23:10:08 01/01/02 Tue (max5-27.ip.realtime.net/205.238.178.27)
    >>Cyndy as in player of Kiss of Death,Kiara, Kiarah, and Cenzia?!If so, do you also play Essence of Death? If so I will fall over rigid from shock!K not really but are you?

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  • -Return- -- Essence of Death, 17:52:27 01/02/02 Wed (spider-mtc-th011.proxy.aol.com/64.12.102.21)

    ...Massive mare returns to the lands of hell. Curt nod given to alliances. Mare watches as devil herself enters lands. Dial held in dominance yet respect was there. Bruja remembered her.. although she may not remember thee.. femme had taken many faces. Shadows gleam within oracs as bruja moves off to shadows to watch. Judgement would be made in time... yet femme knew 'flames' would be accepted..

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  • .mind games. [ adressed to river of flames ] -- .insomnia., 17:46:57 01/02/02 Wed (66-81-21-26-modem.o1.com/66.81.21.26)
    .mind games.

    .anemic whittle gravitates from monad of darkness. lappets stir within pinned state. stalk limbs carried 'er forth from comforting shadows, in peregrination, in persue of thee one 'river of flames'. female halts a'front this new one, dome osciliated 'pon fibrous curvature. labrums remain cloaked 'pon stained enamels, orics scanning 'cross bod 'o one like herself bluntly. auids twitch, before retorting to half mast, crown lowering in respect for thee other. she 'twas not thee one to bow down 'pon one knee a'front a new one, but she 'ad heard much about she. about the one whom was the former lead. to come face to face with one? such an honor, but one wished not go on. dome elevates once 'gain, vision set at same position, b'fore nares dialated, huffing forth, exchanging unique scents. she 'ad learned the ways of the harlem, and the ways of the harlem she did play. 'twas better to 'ave alliances then enemys, as she 'ad learned. and this, she wished to become alliance of thee one 'river of flames'.

    .soon after moment of converse, oculi scanned lithosphere, scrutinizing the un-accepted ones, mainly newly ingressed, within harlem. mug wrinkled in disgust, yet silent she remained. plumeage vines swirled violently 'gainst hocks, as thee corrupted mocking-bird sent forth from parted labrums a satanic screech. gaze trailed off to 'er trademark, 'er hurricane. the duo 'twere partners, and thee same in several ways. soft whuff of recognition given to 'it' as its wrath 'twas sent forth 'pon helpless timbers. orics seered 'pon the ones of whom she disapproved of, snorting. satans army 'twas getting larger, as more equus moved in. it was going to be large, very large. she shall move forth to scrutinize these 'newly ingressors' more bluntly once done with former alpha. dome now tilted to peer 'pon the 'river of flames', before gazing 'pon TD. she 'ad been updated to a scout, and from depths 'merged a thanking whuff, before retorting to silence. she 'ad wished alliance with this female, flames. perhaps it 'twould be granted.

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  • ...return... -- Original §in, 17:36:17 01/02/02 Wed (spider-tq041.proxy.aol.com/152.163.201.61)
    Mare of flamelicked hue appears 'pon desolate terra...lobes pinn'd in mild caution...the Deviless had returned...yet would she be welcomed back, or prove herself once more...a nonchalant snort emits, though pools of fire dance with anticipation...

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  • Don't get burned.. -- River of Flames, 17:27:27 01/02/02 Wed (spider-wq052.proxy.aol.com/205.188.200.173)
    ~Ebon lashed fatal turns visage towards harem..such latent creatures were they..almost every equine was convinced that they were the darkest genre..we shall see..we shall see how much they can take..one may taunt a snake..but heaven help them if it bites..

    Lobes lace to cranium..liquid pools of dark gloss reflect cruel intentions..fore-limb is lifted then slammed apon terra...rousing bits of earth and stone from their peaceful state...wirey tendrils snap across haunches..bruja grew impatient..

    Velvit lips curl to a smirk in spotting of the one dubbed 'Wrath'..the mare had come a long ways since they had met last..truly she had earned her title of 'guard'..perhapes an alliance would be formed..low whicker is emmited towards the arabic blooded mare 'Cobra'..it seems though the years bring age..the femmia had not lost her firey spunk..cautious was she..not all can remember..

    Snort escapes fragile nares..TD had not yet made an appearance to her..the stallion whom she had run along-side for many seasons was vauge..a new begining..a new life..a new enemy..+

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  • .scrutiny. -- .cobra., 15:25:48 01/02/02 Wed (spider-wo011.proxy.aol.com/205.188.200.21)


    Sharp snort echoes through flared nares as mystique glares over the lands; whip cracks against muscled hindquarters, body otherwise still. Oculars that show no emotion lay focused upon the territory and its inhabitants, taking notice of the new equines and simply watching the old. Upon seeing Wrath, beast slightly drops dial in symbol of greeting, usually harsh and dominant presence dropped only in meeting this female. One that deserved respect like few others; Martyr, Essence, Apollo....

    Auds snap against cranium as she observes the newest to set foot into the realm. Some she remembered from this harem in years past...yet it did not matter. Although many had pride, and felt pride, this demoness knew better than that; it was nothing more than corruption. Perhaps the few that have returned were not as they used to be - perhaps they were.

    Brutale turns away from the scene, and stalks back into the shadows...to await the return of the lead...

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  • CATS BACK!!!! -- Cyndy, 15:13:04 01/02/02 Wed (spider-mtc-th033.proxy.aol.com/64.12.102.33)
    -La la la la _ Does dance_ td has returned!

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  • ||silence|| -- Treason, 14:16:53 01/02/02 Wed (spider-wq022.proxy.aol.com/205.188.200.146)
    Femora of ash views desolate terrain of TD from afar...silent and unnoticed...pools of ice survey all, expressionless...
    ((lol, totally pointless post, but I'm incredibly bored...and cat should be back by tomorrow or the day after. *yawn*))

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  • ** -- The Martyr's Sacrifice, 09:10:44 01/02/02 Wed (92-133.everestkc.net/64.126.92.133)


    **She wheels with a raised eyebrow, leave Terror's Darkness? Why? She stands stout with a simple quip, she had been chosen as Omega and not for vanity. Shrouded in the light only a proven warrior can ever hold, her quiet confidence evident but not pushed, she is the Martyr, there needs no more be said. Once more her question is scrawled, why leave? With the decline of the herd, the vegetation was plentiful, and tehre were no predators, at least none that were to waste worry and anxiety over.**

    **Her careful scrutiny passes each of returning figures, and she praises them. Their presence demanded respect, and so given, and her critiquing gaze returns to Apollo.**

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  • /Love of the Satan\ -- /Satan's Love\, 06:51:29 01/02/02 Wed (host217-34-44-39.in-addr.btopenworld.com/217.34.44.39)
    /Fresh scars visable as pieces of torn flesh still cling to battered body, yet massive figure of friesian blood fatale remains on her feet, pistons strike thee air as she ingresses at a sharp pace, massive dial tucked b'tween moving 'orepistons incase of a attack, lobes remain in their place, plastered to poll, nares flatter as lungs gasp for vital oxygen, a hollow melody emits from deep chest cavity, scarlet optics blazing b'neath heavy forelock, daggers of jet steel leave her signature 'pon thee femilier terra, massive shadow of she stumbles, alone she was, the colt has started herd of his own, yet she did not wish to think about what happened to herself, where were her allies? she has returned, but was she still accepted 'mongst them, or shall she fight for her life once more? fierce gaze was sent to all\

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  • »« -- Apollo, 21:24:24 01/01/02 Tue (ppp265.rosenet.net/206.64.0.247)
    Golden steed looks over the land, torn and scarred by the many horses he rears once again, shrill whinny piercing the silence. Nimble limbs carry male at suprisingly brisk trot for age, herding all the worthy mares he takes charge of the herd moving them to a better land. Nipping flanks harshly, unusual for silent steed as he drives the mares northward. He knows of a great land in that direction uninhabited and perfect for the massive herd. The journey is ruged and some might not make it alive. Lobes pinned steed takes no attitude from the mares focing them to move onwards.

    Noticing an old mare returning he nickers to River of Flames and herds her along as well expecting a fight, but not carring he had a job to do and it was going to be done wheter it killed him or not.

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  • Domestic Disturbance -- River of Flames, 21:14:18 01/01/02 Tue (spider-wq062.proxy.aol.com/205.188.200.182)
    ~From the ashes of the abyss arise the dawning...the earth trembles as her presence becomes more vivid..her legend not forgotten..her torch still aflame..fear her...fear her..heed the warning of this forsaken one..for you will know no mercey..~

    +Thundering hoofbeats announce the comming of the hellion..body entangled with the engrosing darkness amurges ebon femora..pelage tattered and torn..wirey tendrils snap across haunches...drawing thick blood of purity..onyx obsidians slam against terra..ripping away the tender flesh of grass from it's base and leaving only the bare and vile dirt..visage is tossed viciously as femm senses the equines..

    Bruja halts with massive force..lobes lace to cranium..a fair warning..velvitine lip draws to a tense hold..revealing invory incisors..the killing tools..hoof is stomped against terra..impatience..impatience..nares flare..taking in the scents of all who lie before her..searching for a familiar..one of knowledge..for these were the lands of her former mate..the fresian steed..his presence was gone..

    For all who know her...fear...for all who don't...shame..here stands the former lead of TD's once great harem...proud was she..foolish..indeed not..female did not arrive expecting all to bow and bend..she would fall in line..if there was one here to prove superior..yet these equines were unknown..Cobra..Wrath...Plague..Apollo..Ebony...only a few of the equines she remembered..but she did not see them here..a new begining...a new life..a new world..and now..a new hell+

    Name: River of Flames
    Gender: Femmia
    Age: Unknown..suspected to be in mid prime.
    Breed: Friesian
    Appearance: Ebony tinted pelage..tattered and torn..onyx tiped lobes...sternly built..deep brown oculi..
    Personality: heh..you'll see..you think you've seen evil? I mock you.


    OOC: Yep..it's me..Tori..I'm back..for all who don't know..I'm from the origional TD..played Stir of Echoes in the second..warm welcome? heh..

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  • umm.... -- Viva, 17:49:11 01/01/02 Tue (spider-tr022.proxy.aol.com/152.163.201.182)
    Original Sin kinda went inactive...she's not here anymore. Treason is, in her place...

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  • Crimson femme enters upon firey hooves, her eyes a glow with evil and cleverness, ready to have her chance to play a few of her own tricks... -- Bed of Roses, 13:29:21 01/01/02 Tue (moda188.logantele.com/66.38.20.188)
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  • -Deadly- -- Essence of Death, 15:50:04 12/28/01 Fri (spider-mtc-td071.proxy.aol.com/64.12.104.181)

    ...Friesian form is seen on horizon as femina watches harem below. Torso elevates calling all within ear shot. Femina wished to from a recruit party. Anyone interested step forth.. then leaders and groups will be formed and recruition will begin. Cupped pores snort as obsedians return to terra..

    -Whose with me? -

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  • »« -- Apollo, 19:38:08 12/31/01 Mon (ppp278.rosenet.net/208.221.189.164)
    Golden steed watches herd with utter dismay. TD was no where to be found as well as most of the mares. With much effort steed rears emitting shrill whinny calling all that were preset to reply. Dropping down he waits for them to make presance known. Snort of disgust emits as he observes all that he sees. The herd was falling apart, looking to Cobra and his other allies he whickers worriedly wondering what to do. Knowing if TD didn't return he would gladly take care of the herd until no longer needed.

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  • ...return of fear... -- Wrath and Dahkana, 12:32:35 01/01/02 Tue (HSE-Toronto-ppp286287.sympatico.ca/64.231.8.80)
    ((ooc: Im back! yay!! How was all your new years and holidays and such? BTW, I am too lazy to read the amazing amount of posts...sooo....lol, forgive me if I miss something))

    raven light flickers o'er turbulent flora, a shadow seeminglycovering the lands of Mordor. Harsh gaze flickers almsot joyfully 'cross the land brutale had so missed. Silent figure stalks silently through shadows soi well known to she, smirk playing 'pon ashen lips.

    Masculin returns alongisde dam, yet entrance into darkened world is not to quiet. Shrill clarion rings efforletlessly, like a screech of death coming to a fragile world. Thunder rolls ahead as beast plunders forthward, return of a great

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  • Returning of thee -- Chaos Of MIdnight,Irisenae Sharmah and Hells Curse, 23:24:00 12/27/01 Thu (czpp-p-144-134-73-249.prem.tmns.net.au/144.134.73.249)
    IS Auditives of hellion rebel prick as she 'feels' the return of her half-sisters. Cantering out to the boundry, her arabin-like self, showing all elegance and pride. She watches for they, in hope that she was right.
    COM Chaotic being enters before her dear sister does. Steping throguht the shadows with pride, her pelt singed a little from the fires of hell. Looking back, she spots her sister a little bit behind, obviously not in a hurry. She breaks into a canter and slides to a stop before Sharmah. A warm niccer to her other sister inquires where Midnight Mystrises was, as their pale ghost like elder sister was with Sharmah last thime they meet.
    HC Hellion queen steps out of the shadows to be greeted with the sight of her old/new home. She nussles COM and IS. Sibling matters come up front as important before they travelers must go out and greet the others. Likewise to the Chaotic one, she inquires as to where their older sister M&M was. Courius glances to the chestnut steed whom was not there when they left.
    (ooc. Janne playes HC and she's my cousin who happens to be spending the summer hols at my place. I play IS and COM) opps. you can't red COMs message

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  • +A Shadow+ -- ^V.Frozen Flames.V^, 16:08:20 12/30/01 Sun (spider-tn082.proxy.aol.com/152.163.207.82)
    +Femora seemingly melts into the open from the shadows. Chestnut coat glimmers darkly in the faint glow of sunlight. A short snort escapes as cold, sable coloured orbs scan the horizon. Emotionless orbs land upon each visible equine. An ebon hoof strikes the ground and auditives flick forward, intent on all around her. A nicker escapes parted lips, hoping but one would take notice in her arrival. Though she cared not if none did.+



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    closing tags (NT) -- helper, 19:31:38 12/31/01 Mon
  • §~†~mare looks into the territory~†~§ -- Evil Desires §The devil's messenger§, 14:18:48 12/29/01 Sat (208-189-35-44.dial.swko.net/208.189.35.44)
    §~†~ebon Friesian steps towards the interior of the territory but freezes in mid-step, reminding herself she did not belong inside but on the outskirts to prove how worthy of membership she was by protecting the territory of predators and enemies. She had failed ot do so with the foolish steeds Lucifer and Chance but they had paid and suffered punishment from Wrath and others...She smirks. Twas funny that they had actually been lured by the scent of the mares' estrus. She had thought they would penetrate the lure and go right to the point of the plan. But they hadn't, fortunatly. She smirks again...how foolish they were...~†~§



    §~†~The thought of the battle between the mares and the foolish steeds reminded her of the condition she was in now. She was in heat and soon a stallion was bound to find out. She hoped the first stallion would be TD, but the chances of that happening are slim. She snorts softly, her silken forelock flying a few inches above her head. It gently floated down to cover her eyes. She gently shook her head, being a vision of gentleness and beauty. She snorted softly. She might look like a gentle creature but she was all spirit. She smirk haughtily to herself.     If she even had a spirit... She thought with pride. She trots around the outskirts, working her muscled legs and haunches and then lauches herself in a full gallop, her heavy hooves thundering rhythmically on the padded ground...~†~§









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    Èvï£ De§ïre§



    §~Yes...truly...you are right...
    her desire is only that of the purest evils...
    the evilest evils...the deadliest evils...
    Yes that is right...
    you have met the nightmare that shall always come true...
    You have met the true nightmare...Evil Desires...~§

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  • Question> -- Viva, 20:44:48 12/29/01 Sat (spider-mtc-ti071.proxy.aol.com/64.12.101.181)
    Is anyone online?? I'm incredibly bored and there aren't any new posts to read *whines* on any of my sites...is anyone on????

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  • ||ingression|| -- Treason, 15:48:08 12/29/01 Sat (spider-tl083.proxy.aol.com/152.163.207.213)
    Demoness makes her entrance unto the land....unnoticed by most and forgotten by allies...her home deep within the shadows....she snorts softly, awaiting her judgement...
    ~Status~
    ..Dubbed Treason..
    ..Has seen five summers..
    ..16 hands..
    ..Midnight hued..



    ((It's Viva, rejoining :-) ))

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  • .be known. [ Terrors Darkness ] -- .insomnia., 11:36:59 12/29/01 Sat (spider-ntc-ta052.proxy.aol.com/198.81.16.42)
    .be known.

    .anemic whittle gravitates from monad of darkness. plumeage chords snapping violently 'gainst haunches, but female seemed different. a prance carried 'er forth, but thee same iced glare 'twas set 'pon features. she 'twas in heat, and for once, she 'ad wished a foal, with thee one terrors darkness. 'er slink carried 'er 'long the domain line of territory, awaiting retort after a tuned limerick 'twas sent forth.

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  • .:...silence...:. -- Death Chant, 10:17:17 12/29/01 Sat (c227175-a.roalok1.mi.home.com/24.2.249.78)

    {...inside the deadly flames o' darkness, a burning pyre is set w'thin the core of the orb of death. for all one knows, 'twould be either dead nor alive. wails of tormented haunt the air, 'tis fate to be redeemed, for the lights' retribution. would it be for all to know, that the undaunted shall never prevail? ahh, 'twould be in the future to tell, n'ver now, n'ver the present...}

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  • -Cast out- -- o Chain o, 20:25:46 12/28/01 Fri (dialup-65.56.194.161.Dial1.Charlotte1.Level3.net/65.56.194.161)
    -She slinks with neck low, lobes pinned to dial to protect herself from the cold night air, she had been cast out of her pack atleast 2 nights before, blind in one eye she had spent too much time away from her fellow wolves, scared to face the blurry forms at times. They had forgotten her scent, now she had to place to call home.-

    -She stops before the herd of taller beast, thinking them to a type of tatanka. Staying her distance from the herd she sits, head lowering to watch the hooved things wearily. Ears perk at the sound of russling bush, stalking off after the smaller thing soon to be known as supper-

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  • *thinks* -- Viva, 13:08:43 12/28/01 Fri (spider-wa074.proxy.aol.com/205.188.192.54)
    Can I rejoin as OS or just come up with a different character? *glowers at Cat and contemplates tossing various vegetables at her* ya know, you haven't posted for almost as long as I did....oh, well, guess it all lies in the rank...*scowls and sighs, throwing up hands* well, some one let me in on this, please....

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  • Deathly Steed -- Satan's Nightmare, 15:31:37 12/27/01 Thu (d89.as0.mcnv.oh.voyager.net/216.28.90.156)
    A brute of black enters regally, yet as stud's scent is captured his dial is lowered and his manner becomes more humble, his ivories are kept hidden and his coal look 'round 'fore resting 'pon the new mare dubbed Cobra and her disagreement with the one dubbed Terror's Fire.

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  • //Deathly femina glances around, orbs steely.\\ -- Devil's Advocate, 15:53:30 12/28/01 Fri (i207-233.nv.iinet.net.au/203.59.207.233)
    //Regal dial thrown high, shrill whinnie is emitted through flared nasal passages. Orbs scan other equines with a sort of respect. Pendalum flicked, lappettes twitter at slight noises.\\

    ((OOC. Gotta start posting something with meaning! LOL! Oh, in case you didn't know, I've been accepted but I'm not posted up yet.))

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  • «~» -- Apollo, 18:48:41 12/27/01 Thu (ppp341.rosenet.net/208.221.189.227)
    I noticed complaints about voy, but you know what I have been a member of this game for as long as it has been open and after ITW closed down voy is the mb we choose to use. To make everyone happy we will have a vote on which mb to use, this one or the b2g one below. If I missed anyone on the ranks let me know.

    Message Board

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  • «~» | •• -- --, 17:06:51 12/27/01 Thu (ppp239.rosenet.net/206.64.0.65)
    Golden steed lifts head to see many standing over him, slightly embarassed with current state steed forces self upright. Breathing returned to normal he lowers visage to those deserving more than him. Attention drawn toward flesh and blood, worried look crosses face noticing he had entered the realm. Steed snorts and sends warning nip to him. Slowly he walks over to a water hole drinking until refreshed.

    Taking the nip steed retreats back to borders still waiting for monarch's permission to enter. Chestnut orbs watching surroundings carefully. Boredom takes over and steed trots away maybe to return later if needed.

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  • .venomous. -- .cobra., 14:03:41 12/26/01 Wed (spider-wm031.proxy.aol.com/205.188.199.161)


    Within the darkness of the shadows, mahoghany hellion stalks towards this once familiar land. Nares flare wide to take in the scents of the equus that reside in these boundaries...few she knew still roamed these parts, only the two stallions and one female whom she respected...one of the only ones....

    Emotionless orbs gaze harshly around the surroundings - auds snap back against cranium, warning, daring these guards to approach and deny her entrance. Lithe, muscular body stands deathly still, tendrils of the ebon mane of this demon playing lightly against her sculpted dial. Chiseled Arab pate remains steady as well, simply observing those in these lands...nostrils flare and seek once again the scent of the stallion, one who was treasured and respected by she - would he remember her?

    No scars or wounds to tell of her travels since last they met. Only age...now a mare of almost 11 years, much has passed. Yet it is not shown...nay, for she has learned to conceal much of what others would call weakness. No weakness has been found, and age does not slow this she-beast...any other that may wish to contend to that, please...

    ...please do...

    Finally a step forward into the darkened lands - yet appearance remains aggressive, for she would never show submission to those that would not deserve it. They would have to earn her respect, they would have to work for it.

    ...the cobra has returned...


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  • «~» -- Apollo, 10:12:19 12/27/01 Thu (ppp234.rosenet.net/206.64.0.60)
    Golden steed watches the arrival of his allies, Slight knicker is given as the long awaited entrace of Cobra is made. Slowly steed walks over to deadly femme, age showing as joints crack and pop with each step. Winded from the short trip he collapses by her hooves. Heavy heaves push chest cavity up and down as steed rests not trying to get up just yet.

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  • .determination. [ Terrors Darkness ] -- .insomnia., 10:55:30 12/27/01 Thu (spider-ntc-ta083.proxy.aol.com/198.81.16.58)
    .determination.

    .she 'ad wished a foal. yes, 'twas strange of the hellion to have such a wish, but she needed one to carry forth 'er lineage once she 'ad retorted to 'er abyss..forever. soft whistle parted labrums, a limerick, a poem, twisted into a strange manner. auids cast forth 'pon dome, shuffling within shadows. 'twas now known that bruja was, in fact, in heat. and yes, she 'ad wished a foal with thee one.

    .terrors darkness.

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  • ...Deadly... ...Ash... -- Essence of Death & Cenzia, 10:18:45 12/27/01 Thu (spider-wd073.proxy.aol.com/205.188.193.183)

    -Massive friesian form is brought towards thee new.. yet old.

    (Welcome back Cobra! You dont know essey but i used to play Angels Death, Sun Kissed Angel, Angel of Death.. all the angel horses in a harem of hell.. lol.. welcome back! :})

    ...Lappets swivel ontop of poll as mare is 'pon the one of mahogany hue. Oracs stare her down yet auditors erect themselves and muzzle was given in greeting of recognized femine. Harem t'was not the same without the deadly bruja's presence within it. Bruja knew that Cobra deserved to be a royal guard more than she.. yet femina had earned position and pride was carried with it! Soft nicker emitts as bruja aquaints herself with old harem member. Terror would be overjoyed that hellion had returned. Soft whuff emitts to alliance Wrath. Thanking her for giving her a nice reputation. Scorn is placed 'pon visage suddenly as one dubbed Terror's Fire aims kick at Cobra's chest. Knowing it was not her place to step in and that Cobra could handle thee self.. bruja watches as annialation will take place. No one messes with thee notorious Cobra.. unless you wished for your own death.. femina snorts harshly and whistles for youth of her own...

    ¤Friesian canters up at call and skids to a stop aside dam. Young 3 year old bruja bobs visage and looks at one of imidiate acceptance. Why hadnt dam been brutal like she had been with all over newbies? This mare infront of she seemed worthy of her respect though. Nicker emitts as young form extends muzzle to her. Once attack was made by alliance... bruja backs up. She was wrong. Femina snorts and elevates torso bugling to the stupid youth. Alliance was no longer there. Her only alliances now would be her dam and Dahkana. Harsh snort is emitted from nazal passage as mare awaits retaliation from deadly mahogany .. Cobra¤

    ((Hee hee once again welcome.. do you have aol or AIM? it would be great if i could have it! mine is Daddysgurl525 feel free to IM me ne time! :) ))

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  • .unearthly. -- .insomnia., 23:35:30 12/26/01 Wed (spider-ntc-tb042.proxy.aol.com/198.81.16.167)
    .unearthly.

    .anemic whittle gravitates from monad of darkness. silence overcomes all, before silence is shattered with an unearthly wail, erupting from the depths of thee corrupted one. pinnings stir 'gainst lofty carriage, plumeage vines entwining, tangling themselves up 'gainst haunches. crimped wires twirled listlissly 'gainst tuned shoulder, fibrous tendons bulge from oiled bod'. nares dialate, fleshed pink born once 'gain, snorting, before returning to normal state. scabrous daggers imprint cursed signature within terrain, wounding greatly at several paws. orics flickered with malevolence, and unknown evil which brewed inside. 'twas it to be unleashed 'pon those worthless souls whom thought they could conquer she? 'o course, of anything lower then 'erself. she dare not battle someone higher, and risk 'er relationship with the other mares, or even 'er ranking. hushed female clamped labrums, elevating and clamping them several times in slight boredom. orics seered 'bout lithosphere, soft hiss emorted from orophis, valkyrie retorting to peregrination forth. dome remains elevated 'pon arched curvature, awaiting a retort, if any wished to chant in return.

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  • boardom -- --*Irisenae Sharmah*--, 19:27:08 12/26/01 Wed (czpp-p-144-134-73-193.prem.tmns.net.au/144.134.73.193)
    femora wonders, her boardom plain. Noone seamed to notice that thee was here in thine land and That anoyed thee. Rearing up thee looked over the land, wondering....ever wondering. On the morrow, mayhaps thee mighy depart from thine land forever more. That would sound like a thing that she mayeth do. Paths of magick crossed even this land, and thee was attuned but not used to such disrespect.....even for an outsider.

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  • ::Thick huffs of smoke leak from scarred nostrils as she stands hillside watching the once great herd:: -- ~Plauge~, 11:45:40 12/26/01 Wed (dialup-65.58.15.93.Dial1.Charlotte1.Level3.net/65.58.15.93)
    ::Ebon hoof scratches at the hard soil. Descust takes to expression::

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  • -Gone- -- Wrath and Dahkana, 15:49:09 12/26/01 Wed (HSE-Toronto-ppp287363.sympatico.ca/64.231.12.140)
    Sorry guys, Im gone from tomorrow until...Im not sure, lol. It will be either New Years Day or the day before or after. Don't do anything hasty wihtout me! lol, and

    HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!/font>

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  • «~» -- Apollo, 11:40:38 12/26/01 Wed (ppp276.rosenet.net/208.221.189.162)
    Golden steed approches blood bay and whickers. aged steed looks around, clarion call announces the arrival of his only offspring. Turning back towards the younger steed he paws the ground and leads him out of the territory where they will stay until TD allows entry.

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  • WHERE IS EVERYBODY?!? -- Cyndy, 10:07:17 12/26/01 Wed (spider-wc052.proxy.aol.com/205.188.193.42)
    What happened to the TD we all know and love? Why is no one active?!? Is anyone out there? Poor essey and cenzia could post all day without ne replies! What the hell happened to you all?!?! HELLO OUT THERE! ITS ME CYNDY!! CAN NE ONE HEAR ME??!? lol please return loyal members of td.. and help save the game.. Cat do you have a banner for td? Do you want mares to recruit?!?

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  • OCC: -- Discord, 12:56:20 12/25/01 Tue (spider-mtc-tj064.proxy.aol.com/64.12.106.49)
    OCC:I'm going to be out of town til i don't know when i'll TRY to get online thought c ya til then and merry christmas!!!

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  • :) -- Jenn, 10:28:41 12/25/01 Tue (dialup-121.rosenet.net/208.221.191.121)
    Merry Christmas!!!!!

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  • Remember Me -- Firey Challenge&Terror's Fire, 19:15:08 12/24/01 Mon (d23.as0.mcnv.oh.voyager.net/216.28.87.88)
    Lobes prick into the coming darkness and fatal of royal guard moves forth. Optics become dull and foward she marches on. Her proud stances is left behind with her porgeny as well as her blood lines. For now it was her turn to remain with the Grim Reaper.

    The younger mare's dial is raised as her dam is welcomed back into Hell. Though gone the other mare would return, someday. The demon's ivories part in a good-bye song to her dam. Her lobes prick and she moves closer to her sire. Low snorts are brought forth and she shakes the terra firma with her pistons.


    Heoros die yet their souls and legends live on forever


    (FC has left the game. Terror's Fire will remain. And maybe one day wil Firey Challenge return. For the records, this is the very last game that FC was in and well, it'll stick to her like glue.-snorts- Oh, well, I believe TF is 3 yet listed as a doal and yet again you,Cat, have updated the board!oops, sorry for the absence(sp))

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  • ||deadly|| -- Untold Lies, 14:56:14 12/24/01 Mon (spider-te051.proxy.aol.com/152.163.195.196)
    Femme of midnight hue ingresses 'pon terrain....unnoticed, a shadow within a shadow...O beware, enemies...no foe shall leave her unscathed....
    Bruja awaits her judgement from the harem...onyx tail flicks unconcernedly..

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  • NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! -- Death Chant, 18:21:56 12/23/01 Sun (c227175-a.roalok1.mi.home.com/24.2.249.78)
    I will be gone on the 24th of December, and be back on the 27th. Farewell for now, but don't worry, I'll be back! Sometime... *Forced grin* There won't be any internet there...oh the pain, the misery, don't make me suffer! *Regains composure* I believe I've said enough, cya all for now!

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  • ...beware the hell fires... -- Wrath and Dahkana, 16:02:28 12/23/01 Sun (HSE-Toronto-ppp284828.sympatico.ca/64.231.2.145)
    beast observes entrance of blood bay stud. If it was true, and mascu truely was son of Appolo, then great worth must be held within. Yet not all youths follows within hoofalls of sire...Time would only tell

    Beast silently scans cadre, shrill clarion pronouncing

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  • •arrival• -- •Unforgiven•, 23:09:38 12/22/01 Sat (dialup-266.rosenet.net/206.64.3.74)
    • Blood bay steed approches herd of darkness, scent of sire strong within realm. Bugal is sounded calling out to thy father wondering what brought brute here. Dark orbs scan region and snort is emited awaiting pressance of father. Deadly nails scrap frozen soil digging up vital nutrients below. Steam rolls from nasle, growing impaitent 2nd bugal is emitted. •


    •Unforgiven•Mascu•Arabian•Blood Bay•


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  • .nightmare. -- .insomni., 09:41:58 12/22/01 Sat (spider-ntc-ta051.proxy.aol.com/198.81.16.41)
    .nightmare.

    .ebon lynx slinks silently through shadowed umbra. soon after 'merging from its silent abyss, orics flickering. labia part, limerick emorted from depths, seeming to 'sing', female hissed near end, before peregrination continues forth. dome dips, soft mug brushing 'gainst TD momentarily, before retorting besides him. hind limb cocks, plumeage quarreling 'gainst haunches, before silencing as first flakes of snow blanket forms. soft snort emitted in disliking of the ivory pieces, lappets adhere to skull, yet she remains silent. only movement 'pon bod being the gyration of auditives after rising.

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  • pondering -- --*Irisenae Sharmah*--, 20:30:14 12/22/01 Sat (czpp-p-144-134-73-76.prem.tmns.net.au/144.134.73.76)
    pon waiting acceptance, femina watches the others, pondering on why her two half-sisters like such a place. She knew why she seamed to like it but acting came naturally to those of her kin. Family being family, most of them where alike in temperment and ways. Feminae looks to the stallions, Terrors Darkness and Apollo. she wonders why such a welcome was givin to he, the one who said that he had returned. (I think that this will work)

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  • OMG!!! -- Viva/OS, 18:32:10 12/22/01 Sat (spider-mtc-tb022.proxy.aol.com/64.12.104.27)
    You guys deleted me!!!! Its not my fault that my mom wouldnt even let me NEAR a computer for a week!!! Grrr...*pouts* you guys are so mean!!

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  • .:...beware...:. -- Death Chant, 16:15:00 12/22/01 Sat (proxy1-external.roalok1.mi.home.com/24.4.252.136)

    {...dark one emerges from the shadows w'thin...}

    {...auds lace to regal crown, twin flames of dark alight in occuli. dial is tossed elegantly, raven tresses cascade down slender neck. nares flare, harsh snort emitted. gaze wanders 'long borders of harem, 'ppendages carry br'ja 'cross terra restlessly...}


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