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Subject: }{-*-}{ Author: }{-Storm-}{ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 08:29:25 04/08/02 Mon In reply to: Malussinn 's message, "Black mane whipping around his neck, he steps into the territory." on 13:29:04 03/27/02 Wed OOC- Sorry, stomach virus. It hesitates for a moment, unsure of the two new threats. Then, tentacles of darkness form from its main body, creeping over the ground towards them. The unicorn's horn gives the storm barely a thought, and neither does X or DOL's magic. The tentacles are as fast as lightning as they whip out to wrap around and separate the three, one stray tentacle approaches Arielle from behind and attacks her at the legs. Piercing through the make-shift shield by Arielle, Morê, and Moony, the unicorn, mare, and stallion are grasped in the storm's clinging hold. (So as not to powerplay: *hopefully* they are grasped.) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date The colored wind rounds towards the three. Takes form of a old but young man. Watches. A strong shield forms around the three. Turns into the colored wind again. (NT) Ex 15:23:41 04/08/02 Mon The gryphon king frowns mentally, and perhaps outwardly, for only an instant. Rashkae 18:36:16 04/08/02 Mon *Long slender white legs carry the blue-flecked unicorn into the oddball lands. He looks around for his mate, ears swept back* -- Calydor, 19:21:44 04/08/02 Mon Walks towards her King. -- Diablo, 15:13:59 04/09/02 Tue As Arielle is sweept of her feet by the tentacles, Morê>> -- M,M, and A, 17:16:22 04/09/02 Tue