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. . you have entered the realm of dark star; the prince of darkness. . .

Dominant Stallion: DarkStar
Dominant Mare: ~undecided~

Mares:
Love in Idleness
Essence of Death
+Sacred+
Death of the Roses
Firey Challenge
Suicide

Foals:
Damis Weedad(dark love)
{Darkstar X Love in Idleness}

Stallions:
Throwa

: ooc updates : - Dec. 3 2001 :
...wow aren't we an active bunch! lol. sorry. i've been busy. . . mm... should/ better get more interesting soon! lol.. - allie/ds
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  • Dusk Horizons -- The Dark Being, 05:56:34 06/15/02 Sat
    How many lands did you pass to seek this one?
    How many torn apart by war, or else sickly sweet.

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    Dusk Horizons

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  • Goodbye -- Dani, 05:01:14 12/25/01 Tue
    I agree with Cyndy and Allie. DarkStar used to be an excellent game, but you can never redo something that great. It was a good try, but it didnt wok. I will see you guyts around! (TD)

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  • goodbye... again -- allie, 17:49:07 12/22/01 Sat


    : ebon moves within shadows, dark form shifting mysteriously with the light of the falling moon... oculi swirl with calm, locked 'pon small gathering of femme before him..snorts sharply, breathing laboured, muscular chest rising in short, sharp gasps...:

    :orbs widen with alarm, remaining 'pon faithful mares nearby..desperate call is emited as massive creature falls to earth with a quiet thud, limbs conorted painfully...snorts, curls of breath shooting spuratically from nares, air forced painfully from enclosing windpipe...orbs roll back, scarred dial of noble steed falling to earth gracefully....dark body remains hidden beneath a veil of foliage; stillness, silence, settles in...dark form disapearing into the emerald shadows of the earth...



    ...cyndy is right. this game isn't the same at all. it's pathetic. . i should never have opened it up again, i've ruined what ever reputation i had left. . it's time i retire darkstar. . . if i do open up another game, it wont be with Darkstar....or DarkestDesire or sacred...

    thanks again for trying to salvage whatever remnants of hiddenvalley/darkstar were left after my absence.. but i'm afraid this is the end...lol...

    bye...

    allie / darkstar/ darkestdesire/ sweet dreams/ sacred / etc. .. .


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  • Im sorry -- Cyndy, 12:02:43 12/22/01 Sat
    I must quit Essence of Death. Christmas is upon us and although i love Dark Star and everything this game isnt the same. Its really inactive and i dont have time for it any more. I have play practice 3 times a week and rpgs are slowly fading out of my life. Sorry

    ~*Cyndy*~
    -Player of-
    +Essence of Death+

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  • Entra -- Yuri, 14:34:01 12/15/01 Sat
    Femora enters..her beautiful pelt glowing in the dark..she raises her dial, before glacing over 'pon the lands. She lets out a cry..letting all know of her presence. She had returned..after finally stumbling 'pon the lands..(advertisments)..woudld she be accepted ?

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  • ~* Self Righteous *~ -- Suicide, 09:35:10 12/13/01 Thu
    I don’t think you trust,
    In my, self righteous Suicide,
    I, cry, when angels deserve to die…
    Father, Father, Father, Father,
    Father, into your hands I commend my spirit,
    Why have you forsaken me?
    In your eyes forsaken me?
    In your heart forsaken me?
    In your mind forsaken me?
    Trust in my self-righteous suicide,
    I cry when angels deserve to die.

    ~* Femora lifts elegant plate from terra, depthless oculli scanning for others. Shrill clarion emits, slight panick taking over. Where was every one else? Crafted pistons carry sleek frame towards spot others were last seen. Perhaps they moved towards different area and left tawny femora behind? Fore piston paws terra harshly, another trilling call emits from form, raven plummage flicking wildly. *~

    ~* Suicide *~




    OoC: Sorry, this is the same message as below, put easier to read. Wasn't paying attention to font size. :\

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  • ~* Self Righteous *~ -- Suicide, 07:25:19 12/13/01 Thu
    I don’t think you trust,
    In my, self righteous Suicide,
    I, cry, when angels deserve to die…
    Father, Father, Father, Father,
    Father, into your hands I commend my spirit,
    Why have you forsaken me?
    In your eyes forsaken me?
    In your heart forsaken me?
    In your mind forsaken me?
    Trust in my self-righteous suicide,
    I cry when angels deserve to die.

    ~* Femora lifts elegant plate from terra, depthless oculli scanning for others. Shrill clarion emits, slight panick taking over. Where was every one else? Crafted pistons carry sleek frame towards spot others were last seen. Perhaps they moved towards different area and left tawny femora behind? Fore piston paws terra harshly, another trilling call emits from form, raven plummage flicking wildly. *~

    ~* Suicide *~


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  • -Neglected- -- Essence of Death, 17:17:31 12/09/01 Sun

    ..Massive bruja snorts and lappetts lace. Femme had been forgotten and heat period would be over soon. Only one foal of this harem had been born.. how could they survive without offspring? Bruja snorts and shallow disdain nickers are released to alliances as femme enters shadows. Darkness covers form.. and bruja was not seen...

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  • : w a i t i n g : -- DarkStar, 16:59:14 12/09/01 Sun



    : unknown equus had entered his land. . . death of the roses, throwa, firey challenge, azulfuego, dark void. . .each had appeared, entered his land with pride, defiance, self assuredness.. each had pleased him at first glance... but none of the femme, nor throwa, had remained to prove to him their loyalty. .. in fact, in their absence he had come to realize that perhaps they were not to be a part of his land. .. :

    :snorts, dial raised, short trumpet emited in proclamation... if any of the named equus were to return, they would be chased off, unless they could prove to him their devotion. .. :


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  • ~* Self Righteous *~ -- Suicide, 10:27:04 12/09/01 Sun
    I don’t think you trust,
    In my, self righteous Suicide,
    I, cry, when angels deserve to die…
    Father, Father, Father, Father,
    Father, into your hands I commend my spirit,
    Why have you forsaken me?
    In your eyes forsaken me?
    In your heart forsaken me?
    In your mind forsaken me?
    Trust in my self-righteous suicide,
    I cry when angels deserve to die.

    ~* Femora gazes about, plate raising from food supply. A flick of raven plume whisks against haunches. A soft snorts passes through nasal, the scent of a new one drawing her attention. Black Void, was the new one. Auds of perfection melt against skull, this femora was more cocky then Suicide herself. That was a bad combination. Cocky and prideful. Ivories bare, a savage hiss emitting. She was comfortable with the other femoras, yet something about the new one pestered her so. Raven tressles of plummage flick wildly with aggrivation, pistons picking into animation to draw the frame of the tawny bronze femora away from others in silence. Perhaps it was fate for she to put distance between herself and other femoras. Yet she still minded their health and well fare feircely, a bond just didn't seem to grow right away. Unwilling to just be appart of the greeting comitt to one that pestered her so, she would not hide it. Another hissing clarion emits, warning the other new arrival that she was not to be mingled with. Plate lowers once more, finding peace in teh shadows as muzzle pushes snow to the side. *~

    ~* Suicide *~


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  • ...darkened cry... -- Damis Weedad, 06:25:08 12/08/01 Sat
    young rogue ventures from side of mother, now oldenough to be on his own, yet still under protection of dam and sire. Taught muscles ripple 'neath raven coat, ever bright star shone 'neath loxks of raven. Merciless gaze falls 'pon each member of harem. Power surged through he...Power of sire. Low bugle emits, lappets laced to skull. Lithe limbs carry rogue deeper into valley on a search for sire whom he rarely saw. Frame now stood at 15.2, growing larger each day. Frame seemd to bulk, more so than that of either dam or sire. Plate tosses skywards, deifant scream let loose. Respectt ever held for sire and harem...Yet still craving for freedom rushed through veins. Harsh gaze flickers o'er unever terrain, kelsons crushing terra. Youth, now yearling, venturec closer to dam, plate bobbed to she.

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  • -=-she enters...-=- -- -=-Black Void-=-, 23:12:02 12/07/01 Fri
    Age: find out for yourself
    breed: evil
    color: look at me! are you blind!?
    Pic:

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  • ...cry for sanctuary... -- Love in Idleness/Damis, 04:09:31 12/06/01 Thu
    female watches harem silently, attention ever so often returning to youth at side. Muzzle lowers ot he, plced 'pon well formed loins of mascu. Raven uzzle 'gainst raven pelt almost seemes as one. Kelsons crush thorugh terra, tresses wavering o'er optics full of hatred. Soul seemed non-existent as blank stare was cast o'er terra silently

    youth of masculin gender stands, power growing within each day of life. Same look appeared within gaze as dam, same rough contours marked brute as his sire. Lithe limbs had already begiun to grow into powerful frame for only a few months. Still glangly, yet not so gangly as one might h1ave expected. Silence over came he as mascu rested at side of dam, optics locked 'pon sire curiously

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  • .can. you. tame. .blue. fire. ? -- Azulfuego, 11:26:47 12/04/01 Tue

    - Female slips into a stacatto trot, darkened plummage flagged. . .high-pitched squeal of dominance is sounded, plush dial tossed, irritated by her blunder of stumbling upon anothers land. Haunches shift, auditives pinned in aggression to skull, forelock strewn 'bout visage. .her freedom would be defended. . . -

    - title - Azulfuego

    - meaning - Blue fire

    - hued - storm grey

    - aged - primity

    - qualifications - dominant mare in old land. . .

    - persona - blue fire cannot be tamed as easily as others. . .


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  • : disgust : -- darkstar, 20:13:10 12/03/01 Mon



    : ebon brute stands ridged, lobes laced t'ward newly aquainted members of harem. . . oculi wander from equs to equs, a faint smirk present on shadowed visage . . snorts, dial bobbed restlessly as sudden baritone emits from muscled breast. . . connection with femmes was weak, fragile.... ties that could be shattered in an instant . . the harem itself was fragile, hanging together by a thread, nothing more. if danger presented itself, the harem would not survive... the creatures he had gathered were indeed powerful but also self righteous, prideful and selfish....perhaps the birth of his first offspring would bring mares together. . . :

    :snorts, absentmindedly creating large crater in frozen terrain with chaffed hooves. . . rears without warning, glaring t'ward all who observed him. . . a warning.. . . a signal of his own frustration. . . the harem disappointed him. . .if things did not improve, it would not survive...ebon brute would insure that :


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  • ...cry for sanctuary... -- Love in Idleness, 17:06:44 12/02/01 Sun
    (Cutting to the chase..lol..I hate bieng a pregant mare)

    brutale silently dissapears over horizon, finidng secluded spot. Limbs buckle 'neath she as femme hits gournd with soft thud. Pains shoot swiftly through frame, no cries made. Optics close, and what seemed like aneternity later, a young colt lay at the side of she. Colouration was of the purest ebon, and upon regal plate shone a bright star of pure white. As dam stood, youth compied female and stood beside she. Suckling hungrily, male stood strpngly a'side dam. After moments of feeding, male began to step away, testing legs. Muzzle of femme stretches out, guiding he back to harem

    Name: Damis Weedad (dark love)
    Breed: unknown
    Colour: black
    Markings: one large star

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  • ~* Self Righteous *~ -- Suicide, 09:19:54 12/01/01 Sat
    I don’t think you trust,
    In my, self righteous Suicide,
    I, cry, when angels deserve to die…
    Father, Father, Father, Father,
    Father, into your hands I commend my spirit,
    Why have you forsaken me?
    In your eyes forsaken me?
    In your heart forsaken me?
    In your mind forsaken me?
    Trust in my self-righteous suicide,
    I cry when angels deserve to die.

    ~* Femora of tawny gold engresses into this new land, feeling at peace with the choice of appearing upon this scene. Deadly oynx leave tainted prints in the Earth, delicate naads swelling to draw in the scent of the air, North Wind rushing to tango 'ver the form of she. Raven silken plummage flags high into the harsh captore, the gale ruffling locks into tangled bliss. Depthless oculli gaze 'bout the others, a sneering look infecting her placid facals. Raven fore falls upon chisled facals, covering dethpless oculli. She gazes through the 'mask' of ebon, silent, no other recongnization of she. *~

    ~* Suicide *~


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  • ...cry for sanctuary... -- Love in Idleness, 19:42:53 11/30/01 Fri
    female silently watches o'er harem, muzzle lowered to lush greenery. Plate raises momentarily, auds flickering. Harsh snort emits though paper thin nares, ever more protective of self since life lived within her. Plate is raised once more, watching

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  • ^ Random winds... ^ -- Thowra, 12:41:56 11/29/01 Thu

    ^ Shifting shadows enclose the area..a flicker of silver? Steed stamps hoof, expelling misted breath through dialated nostrils, turning eyes to the mares..coveting but resisting. Flagging molten quicksilver, he steps grandly into the area, emitting a low baritone..he was home.. ^

    [ T.h.o.w.r.a. ]

    [ S.o.n. o.f. t.h.e. w.i.n.d. ]

    [ 6 S.u.m.m.e.r.s. ]

    [ H.u.e.d. o.f. q.u.i.c.k.s.i.l.v.e.r. a.n.d. c.r.e.a.m. ]

    [ M.a.s.c.u.l.i.n.e. ]

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  • ...ignorance... -- Essence of Death, 11:47:40 11/29/01 Thu

    ...Mare releases buck and bugle. Energy level high ever since estrus had been entered. Whistle emitts to new femina. 'Firey Challenge'. Femme had intrigued not only stud but hellion herself. Pistons carry her forth and nudge is placed 'pon others pelt followed by a nip. Perhaps and alliance? Toss of visage emitts another bugle. Energy is bothersome to femme but unavoidable...

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  • + cold + -- + sacred +, 22:19:20 11/27/01 Tue


    + raven bruja stands ridged, torn, ravaged hooves breaking frozen terra beneath. . . . . gaze wanders, nares wide with the scent of estrus . . . snorts, tail of she twitching with growing aggitation . . . fine beads of cold sweat appear on ebon hide, tendrils of matted, sweat drenched mane fall to either side of muscular, yet slim neck. . . rears, stepping back against the earth, watching ds and love attentively. . . +

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  • ...cry for sanctuary... -- Love in Idleness, 16:17:45 11/27/01 Tue
    silent figure stalks through terrain, only vision of she being the dark shadow cased 'pon uneven terra. Mass of raven plumage flags b'hind muscled flanks of she, sweet scent of estrus escaping fatale. Plate is flicked in impatience, temer running short. Kelsons dig menacingly into lush vegetation neath raven frame, optics scanning horizon as brutale emits low baritone, calling to DS

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  • [Alas, what hath the famed Hidden Valley 2 become?] -- Of Many Names, 14:29:52 11/26/01 Mon
    [Shadow's form of many different beings... From a firey red mare, to ebon black. Tall proud stallion to small, quite mare. She hath played many characters throughout the entire history of the game... Divulging her dark secret... She was both enemy, and ally... Admirer and hater... But yes, now was the time to say farewell to the game that introduced her to all rpgs... Hidden Valley.] I've many names that you might, or might not, recognise. I was Swiftwind Stronghoof. I was Vixen. Vesuvius. Until We Meet Again. Rougue. l-eclipse-l. Dark Conquest. There are many more. I reveled in the glory, the simplicity, of this game. It became an ultimate escape. But now, the legend, the fame... It hath dwindled down to this. I am afeared I hath already found better things. And to thee, I pay my final respects. Goodbye. I shalt always remember thou who hast introduced me to the rpg.[Shadows slip elusively through the fog, and for one last time, are gone...]

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  • I have Come -- Firey Challenge, 06:18:57 11/26/01 Mon
    A silent beast enters the land of evil.Oculi press on merciless.Jaw and jugular are brought together as she leace her auds 'pon silken crown.The flamed coat stands out like a beacon until you come upon her.Begging for mercy you'll go down, not to return forever more.A silent stalker she becomes, hiding on the ouskirts.Visage is flung high stamping her oynx hooves, ipmatient for them to find her.

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  • ...cry for sanctuary... -- Love in Idleness, 19:11:50 11/25/01 Sun
    slender frame stands as a silhouette 'gainst pale Winter moon. Frost ladens lush vegetation 'neath kelsons, figure casting silent shodow cross terrain. Plate is held 'top arched neck, auds swiveling 'pon crown of raven silk.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    Paper thin nares dilate, satin linings of crimson hue exposing, bitten harshly by frosty night air. Slender forlimb raises, enamel pummeling in return to terra. Rumble sounds from deep chest cavity, followd by exhale of crisp oxygen of hiver.
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    Depthless optics trace harem of five equids including raven self. Forthwards movement is made tresses flicking neatly at well defined pasterns. Kelsons crush terra of white frosted emerald. Gaze retreats to one of dubbing DarkStar, intrigue within unpenetratable optics. None would know secrets kept within soul of brutale. Clarion of high octive rips through silent night, scattering flock of favens nestled 'pon weeping willow near boarder of harem.
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  • : g a z e : -- d a r k s t a r, 21:21:06 11/23/01 Fri


    : dark brute stands silently, feral oculi darting forcefully through the darkness. . . the four mares he had gathered were all of great stature and worth. . . there was no doubt that the four would please him . . . :

    : love - the mare was quiet, yet forceful and demanding in her own way. . . eod - this mare too was calm , and did not force her presence upon the others... there was much to learn.... sacred - this dark femme intruiged him, but she too, as the others, was still quiet.. . . however, the mares were still becoming aquainted with eachother and their new land . . . dotr.. the mare had made an impressionable entrance, but no more had been seen of her . . . :

    : snorts with mild, yet growing, disappointment... more mares were needed if his harem was to truley survive and prosper... snorts repeatedly, eyeing the mare's limp tails wonderingly .. perhaps it was too soon, to unsafe for the femme to bear foals, but the harem needed to increase it's size and strength :

    : a harsh, high pitched sqeal is emited, signaling to the mares his mild intrest... snorts, tail flagged, tho his gaze wanders aimlessly. . for he did not know any of his mares well....snorts once more, awaiting their reaction... :


    (oooo... new color.. d. blue is depressing. lol)

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  • -True evil never really dies...- -- Death of the Roses, 21:21:49 11/21/01 Wed
    *Ebon femora of dark disposition arrives from the myst..obsidians scrape terra as bruja ingresses towards familiars..or were they? Wirey tendrils snap across powerful haunches as devil enchantress makes her way towards equines..nares flared..lobes laced to skull..incisors bared...unfamiliar was she to some..grace to others..unforgetable stance...


    Visage held regally..dark pools of liquid genre cast over the lands..whicker is emmited from chest cavity..announcing her presence..scent...new..untimely..distant...what was female to expect? Welcome her challenge..welcome the threat...beware her strike..

    Name: Death of the Roses (DOTR)
    Gender: Femm
    Age: Unknown..suspected late prime
    Appearance: Ebon in pelage color..wirey tendrils for mane and tail..obsidians of regal harshness apon soil..liquid pools of maroon..
    Breed: Friesian
    Personality: Heh..you'll see


    OOC: hehe..thought you could get rid of me?

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  • ...cry for sanctuary... -- Love in Idleness, 18:08:33 11/21/01 Wed
    kelsons crush soft terra, gaze flicker o'er uneven terra. Nares flare exposing inner linings as breath is inhaled, taking in scents carried by gentle breeze.

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  • + troubled + -- + sacred +, 20:06:20 11/20/01 Tue


    + silent femme stands alone, dark form harshly evident against the pale brown terrain. . . oculi burn with suspicion.... snorts, nares filled with the scent of the two mares, and the stallion....stomps repeatedly, sharp, pointed hooves crushing the earth benieth with ease...bolts upward, a sharp squeal emited, directed toward Essence of Death... ebon snorts, advancing toward the unknown mare, curious of the other's, and her own, standing +


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  • ..Boredom... -- Essence of Death, 18:36:48 11/20/01 Tue

    ...Massive friesian wanders about the outskirts of the land. Familiarizing herself with the scenery. She must know the land like the back of her hoof if she wished acceptence. Low whistle emitts to Love. No alliance had been formed yet if one of the two were accepted, they would be better off...

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  • ...cry for sanctuary... -- Love in Idleness, 04:06:48 11/19/01 Mon
    raven brutale slinks silently through wavering sjadows, optics peircing unto land of DS. Unsure of acceptance, low baritone emits. Auds plaster to refined poll, slender figure slowly circuling harem

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  • * silken femme alights forcefully upon the frozen earth beneith, oculi wide with curiousity * -- +Sacred+, 21:13:42 11/18/01 Sun


    * ashen femmina stands without motion, her pale figure standing bright against the dark terrain . . . frosted auditives twitch eagerly as a powerful front hoove is cast down with irritation... nares flare suspiciously, gaze locked upon the dominant stallion *

    | name | sacred
    | age | young
    | breed | arab
    | personality | quite, honourable, loyal


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  • : Dark Star : -- DarkStar, 21:01:26 11/18/01 Sun

    ~


    : dark star : the return :

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  • r | e | t | u | r | n -- DarkStar, 16:49:17 11/18/01 Sun
    : an ebon form shifts within the swarthy shadows of night, the moonlight filtering softly through a thinning veil of branches above, playing smoothly upon the fine contours of the prince's augmentated figure. . .feral orbs scan the soundless land with untainted apprehension. . . :

    : pointed hooves play soundlessly through a path of fallen leaves, a lightened silhouette of the infamous stallion now seen plainly against a velvety blue sky... :

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  • ..Emerges... -- Essence of Death, 18:15:54 11/17/01 Sat

    ...Friesian emerges and bugles to the two standing souls. She has come....

    Dubbed
    +Essence of Death+

    Breed
    +Friesian+

    Age
    +unknown+

    Hue
    +Pure Ebon+

    Persona
    +soon to come+

    Visual



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  • ...cry for sanctuary... -- Love in Idleness, 18:07:41 11/17/01 Sat
    shadowed bruja rosses horizon onto boarders of land. Silent prowless flits closer through merciless shadows, optics scannig terra for sign of life

    Name: Love in Idleness
    Breed: unknown
    Age: 6
    Colour: deepest ebon
    Perso: You will have to find out for yourself...

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  • hmm -- darkstar / allie, 16:47:04 11/11/01 Sun
    come on, people! someone has to be the first to post!!

    don't be afraid, ....

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