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Post by wolf2 on Dec 29, 2005 9:59:29 GMT -5
Magic's words floated into Feather's ears, a foal? Magic was soon to have a foal? Her heart fluttered, she relized...her baby was grown up now. Feather was four when she had her...and now she was eight. Time seemed to rush by, she could still remember the day she had Magic.
She shook her head, there was a stallion here...one who wanted to change her home. She would not be under this stag's rule...and she wouldn't let him have control of her daughter either. Her daughter was happy, and was soon to carry a foal...a no one was going to change this, except Curse and Magic if they wanted. This stag, she hoped, would not get the lands. She wanted Storm to have them, it was ,after all, his father's lands. She heard the lyrics of Storm, saying that he wanted to give the lands to Curse...that he was no good at his job...she felt this was not true. She hoped he wouldn't do that...these were his father's lands, the lands that Spirit gave him...
Magic heard the words of Curse. He would fight for the lands if Storm didn't win, she knew her brother would win. So this stag thought he would own all the mares if he won? Not this mare...this mare belonged to Curse, and Curse alone. Curse had the key...and he would always have it. Curse was her love, her life. She remembered when she was scared to have a foal, Curse didn't push her to have one...he said when she was ready. Now she was ready, she would carry his foal this breeding season...no one would stop her from this decision, unless of course Curse didn't want to have a foal.
This stag, he wanted the lands...well, let him try...for he wouldn't get them...not with her brother and love in the way he wouldn't...
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Post by ponymad on Dec 29, 2005 13:43:30 GMT -5
Sighing he quickly dodged out of the way of Storms attack and then launched himself at Curse. If he was lead now he would have to fight him. Hoping to knock him of balence in some way. His size was his advantage at the moment, but that could change in a second. He ignored the other stag trying to interfer.
I will let all those mares or stags leave of they want, they can leave with there mates or on there own.
He snorted roughly and then looked guickly at the eight year old mare. She was beautiful, oh how beutiful. He shook his head to try and clear his head. But it did not work, theklack and white mares image just kept flicking back into his head. |
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Post by shadie on Dec 29, 2005 23:43:22 GMT -5
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Post by ponymad on Dec 30, 2005 6:13:52 GMT -5
OCC|| Um yeah, proberly so I will modify me post to Curses name?? kk??
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Post by shadie on Jan 1, 2006 9:43:14 GMT -5
[Alright]
The wind ruffled a few of the palm trees, the sound soothing to some yet annoying to most. Curse had grown up here, he thought nothing of this sound.. it was another sound that made the Sandy Shores a place he enjoyed living in. A place he would not give up as easily as the other stallion wished. The challenger's name had long been forgotten, it was a scrap of information he did not value, at all. Storm did nothing.. and now he knew it was his turn to fight. This did not scare him, in fact the ivory brute did not care if he had to fight or not. Fighting did not scare him, it never had and it never would. Snorting he looked at Magic, his dark blue voids seeping into her soft buttery henna oracles. "So, I guess it is my turn."
It was a question that did not need answered, for he knew the answer himself.. yes it was his turn to fight. For the Shores and everything he knew as well as loved, this stallion challenging did not sit well with him and Curse would see to it a end. His tones were smooth, reassuring and not even the slightest bit afraid. He shifted his great ivory bulk. The cream colored nares quivered as he drew in the scent of the Shores, and looked to those surrounding him, not a tickle of fear.. he stood strong like he always had and always would. A ivory dagger was pushed into the sand, sending the gentle golden grains everywhere.
How could someone dare think they were going to take the Sandy Shores from himself or any of the ones he was fond of. He looked to Storm his dark blue eyes blazed, "You do fine with leading all at the Shores."his words were lost to the wind which carried them to float adrift upon the gently rolling sea. The blue waters lapped at his feet, the rough salt water would sting one's cuts horribly but help to heal them.He had been hurt so many times, and so many times again he had gone into the salt water and let it sting his cuts and clean them out.
No longer would he just stand here, it was Curse who was going to annotate the fight. Rearing he flashed his flints in aggression and came back down with out a sound. Auds pinned to his ivory dome, as he lashed out with his knifes and daggers followed shortly, accompanied by a large wall of sand to blind his enemy. |
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Post by shadie on Jan 3, 2006 10:35:17 GMT -5
[I'll give you 5 days to reply or this fight is over and I win by default]
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Post by wolf2 on Jan 3, 2006 18:43:05 GMT -5
Feathers ears pricked up, her large shire bulk was now like a statue. Her daughter's mate would fight for the lands? If he won...he would be lead, since Storm gave him the lands. If Curse was lead stag...her daughter would probally be lead mare! Her baby was really growing up, to be a fine mare. Feather herself had been lead, just for a short while. Amber had wished it that way...but Feather was glad not to be lead anymore.
What if this stag won? Feather couldn't leave the shores...if was the only thing she had left of Meg and Amber, but her daughter would leave with Curse. She guessed if Curse didn't win...which she highly doubted, she could live on the beach...where she and her friends had first met. Meg, she remembered had two sons...and she wondered what they had become. Meg had had the colts just before her death...and Feather had cared for one....
Magic's heart weld up with fear...Curse would fight! She hoped he would win...but what was most important to her was Curse's health. What if he got injured servilely? What if he died! No Curse was a strong, able stallion...he would be OK, but still she was scared. She had seen curse play fight, when they were smaller...but a real fight. One that could cause fatal injures! She backed up, her heart began to pound in her chest. Small streams of sweat trickled down her neck...she hoped Curse wouldn't notice she was worried. She tried to over come her quickened heart beats. She took deep breath, and soon she calmed down. In her heart, though, lay unseen worry...
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Post by Crow'sia on Jan 8, 2006 0:11:56 GMT -5
OOC; Hrm, I'd give a twenty four hour time period, but you know, its been about six days (since there's the original post, and Toxic's reminder. Don't think there's a rule that says this, but its never come up right. So Curse is winner by default, if there are any issues just PM me, and don't go boom. XD Unless something bad happened, like if one's family member died etc, you know those kind of exceptions.
Oh, and I'm also a little confused here, so, ya'll were fighting for the territory, right? Flamed Storm owns it but that may have changed and not been updating, who were you playing Ponymad, I'm a bit confused. x.x
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Post by shadie on Jan 8, 2006 17:38:21 GMT -5
Flamed Storm, Hazel has quit all the rpgs she's on with me and I think she may be taking a break from here but she wanted Curse to have the lands and Storm wasn't here to fight so I would've if PM would reply.
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Post by flame on Jan 8, 2006 17:39:52 GMT -5
-Finally when Dream said she loved him...he left...
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Post by Crow'sia on Jan 8, 2006 18:14:58 GMT -5
OOC; Would have fought for the lands you mean? But with -looks up red font x.x- Kanao? Arg, -brain explodes- Awes well. The lands fall to Curse then, I think.
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Post by Hazel on Jan 9, 2006 13:42:21 GMT -5
no i bloody havnt quit!
right, im very sorry that i was robbed on new years eve, that i came home on the first of the month to find my computer gone and my hamsters thrown across the room, almost dead. Im so sorry that i havnt been able to get online due to the lack of a computer. So take the shores and i bloody well will quit idiots, seeing asd toxic wants my lands so much that she would say this to all you guys. Just so you know, toxic is a bitch and from this moment stron shall hate him, if i am still alowed on the bloody site after this. I have been checking up on this site during hiatus for weeks and suddenly, the moment i cant get on, people consider me gone forever. So thanks for being my friends, but i dont want to rp with people who would be so mean as to think i had left all rp sites just because i am ofline.
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Post by Kindred Blue on Jan 9, 2006 14:11:49 GMT -5
Hazel, as good a friend as you are to me, that was completely out of order.
You see up there, in the header? "Real life before roleplay. " Thats kind of saying that a roleplay isn't as god damn important as you make it out to be. You, my little friend, have held these stupid lands for two generations - the entire time you've played this game, you've had these lands under your control. And yet you go fucking crazy when somebody else fights for the place you left behind, wether it be by choice or not?
You have told me so many times during school that if one more thing went wrong you would quit, and now you just use it like a little threat to kick everybody back into the places you want them to be. And then we get the pity issue. Hazel, I can be there for you when these things happen, but people online who are nowhere close to you emotionally or phsyically can do nothing about it. They can say their kind words but they shouldn't have to pushed into place just because they feel sorry for you or whats been going on. None of you have even the slightest idea whats happened to me over the last week - no, not even you Hazel - because I don't use my real life as a weapon against the people in the RP world that can do bugger all about my problems!
And theres more! You were one of the first Moderators here Hazel, when you were demoted I tried to get Bayard to give you another chance, and I would have succeeded if it weren't for the fact I found an insatiable hate for that Administrator. When Crow took over, low and behold, you got your damned place back.
And what example do you set to the people you've spent so fucking long leading?
Your return post brims with swearing and abuse towards a player, cries for pity that they don't deserve to have to answer, and then a plain idea that its perfectly fine to let pesonal problems affect how your characters feel! I lead you into roleplaying, Hazel, and something like that makes me want to kick your ass back out of it - its an unspoken rule that your personal hates or loves shouldn't affect your characters feelings. Every roleplayer knows it.
I could rant for hours. You caught me at the wrong time, Hazel, I've snapped. You all know pretty well I can have a temper (we've not seen Bayard since, have we?) and you also know I pride myself on keeping the boards clean and keeping NSE in the right condition.
So I am locking this post, and if you reply Hazel, I will warn you.
Threaten to leave if you want - but you know I didn't give a damn when Bayard did it. She was Admin - you're just a Mod.
Kinneh over and out.
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