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Re: Spirits Guide Us « Result #2 on Jul 30, 2008, 9:54am »
Thank you He said his banner dancing with the wind, his heart was pounding, he could not believe that he had actually claimed this land for good, I will make you proud.
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Shane « Result #3 on Jul 25, 2008, 9:21am »
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Name: Shane Age: 3 Gender: Stallion Height: 16.1 Breed: Arabian Color: slightly dappled grey Appearance: amazing, he is graceful, and strong, muscular Personality: sweet, does not fear but fear itself. Alliance: Light Other:
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Re: Spirits Guide Us « Result #4 on Jul 24, 2008, 10:49am »
Listening to Falcon's powerful, yet unsure words. Yes i am the one who watches over all lands. I am granting you this land, but i will be watching you to make sure that you do not mess this up..
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Spirits Guide Us « Result #5 on Jul 23, 2008, 4:10pm »
He trotted into the lands his heart pounding he was nervous and did not know how all of this that was about to happen or that is not about to happen will plan out. The breeze seemed to whisper to him. you can do it, just let your spirit run free and let your heart guide you though this. The future used to scare Falcon but the battle with that was now ending. Now he was letting things fall into Place instead of making them or wanting them to happen. Yes he wanted some things to happen and he wanted others to not happen. But he finally learned that you could not control your life only the way you live it. Trotting around he was doing what he had always dreamed of doing, Falcon was looking at the land that he had soon wished to claim. His big flints pounded the soft soiled lush grass and he monovered his way through out the light filled land. His pearly white canvas shinning in the sun's summer heat. His stilts moved him around as he still watched the breeze push the tasteful grass around making it dance. His silky long banner did the same. Coming to a walk Falcon looked up at the dark skies, a storm was approaching. Were there storms here often? or was this just one of those storms that will pass over in no time. Falcon shook the questions out of his dial remember to let things answer themselves not go go searching. A bang of thunder surrounded his perked auds as it echoed through the dark stormy clouds. The light terrain was dark for only a few minutes until the strong sun pushed through the angry clouds. Falcon started to walk out from under the tall oak tree he had found to hide under, his canvas still wet. Shaking Falcon flung the droplets of water everywhere, but they did not land on anything but the damp grass. Maybe this land would help Falcon grow both physically and mentally. He walked as the bright summer sun dried his bleached pelt. A falcon flew above him and landed in the tall oak tree that he had been hiding under. The Falcon seemed be watching everything, like he was the one ruling this land. This opened his eyes, maybe the falcon was saying that this would be him, this would be the Falcon that would soon rule this land. Letting out a soft whinny Falcon kicked out his fore pillars ever so slightly and the falcon took off from tree to tree landing on the tallest peak of each and every one. He circled the land, until he came back to the oak tree, which was the tallest tree in the terrain and the tree that would help Falcon rule this land. Taking a deep breath Falcon let out a loud whinny, My name is Falcon and i am calling from Crystal Lakes, and my journey here was long but you know that i have come here for a reason, I come to claim this land. I feel that i am worthy for i have learned from my mistakes, and one of those things is taking advantage of things. I will never take advantage of this once in a life time oppertunity and i will never let you down, or let my family down. For my father was a great ruler and i shall be as well too.
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Re: Deserving « Result #8 on Jun 29, 2008, 2:30pm »
He felt the ground tremble.. as he watched the strong stallion enter the Rocky Valley. He seemed to be troubled, but at the same time he seemed different. Not in a bad way, but the type of different that would take him far. Listening to the his strong whinny, he thought for a bit. Was he as worthy as he said he was? or was he just another one of those stallions that put a mask on, and change as soon as they get what they want? Fang seemed to be driven by something, but he did not know what. Watching him rear he still thought. Would he really not take advantage of this amazing land? or was he just saying things? Wanting to find out.. but he did not know how to. He finally made his decision, i am giving you this land, but i will be watching you closely. Watching to see if what you say, is true. So take it or leave it. But you do not want to know what is going to happen if you lie. The clouds made his vocals echo through the sky. He watched as Fang took in his words of wisdom.
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July Member of the Month « Result #9 on Jun 29, 2008, 10:57am »
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Cantering into Dark Cove adrenaline coursed through the masculine stallion's veins as his dappled canvas moved in a slow gallop, each stride longer than the previous. With speed he traveled across the rough, uneven turf toward the center of the terrain, a bold expression upon his facade. The effects of what had been done had drifted through and past him like a leaf on the summers breeze. He cared not that there would be many others, obstructing him from his claimage, and they were not the only things lying betwixt them. Now all the demon cared about was getting this plan moving, and taking his rightful place as Fang. They did not need any foolish drama that came with the years of being so young. Harks were plastered tight to his skull as he urged his straining body on for more, the earth vibrating each time his hooves touched the ground. Thick, mangled plush whipped around in his wake beside him, sleek coat shining in what was left of the suns rays.
Replaced with his formerly skeletal pelt lay sleek black flesh that all darks envied. His steel-shod plates were both heavy and inpenetrable, slicing thru bone with one swift motion. With every step the demonite trod, the ground beneath him transformed from lush grass and shrubbery to cracked earth. Blood-dipped daggers strode with confidence thru the sparse foilage that covered the plain, flame igniting on every surface. His pistons were long and lithe; with lethal cunning, he could produce a shredded carcass in seconds. The brute's shield was thick and muscular, and his whole figure was covered with toned muscles, rippling and flexing beneath dark skin. A desperate sheen lit his devilish coat, enhancing its shine even more. Plume raised high off the terra to avoid dragging, his tassle swung high in the breeze. 'is ribs protruded heavily, as if half-starved. Stout withers rose mightily from the spine; from these grew a thick, arrogant nape that was held high always. The devil's thick, silky banner sprouted from his arched crest, fluttering in the atmosphere. Thus, 'is tresses flailed high in the air, lingering there as if in their own accord. Crowned atop his serpentine came his cranium, massive and savagely sculpted. The patron's chiseled veins appeared on his risers and bridge, cutting across his visage. Delicate nares flared blood-red, taking in any and all scents from far and near. Cutting down the monarch's grooved and scarred labrums, however, emerged crescent fangs of iridescent bone, poison dripping from their tips. Seething from between them, blood dripped down his maw and fell to the ground, a sizzle rising from the earth. With fatal precision, he could send foes to their doom, lest a massacre befall him. Yet it was his optics which were the most devilish of all. Burning as embers from within molten rock, his crimson lanterns lay still and silent embedded in his skull. Blood dripped from their corners, staining his dial and tower. Indeed; he was a fearsome sight to behold.
Into the Graveyard he trod, other studs fleeing for their sorry hides. A brutal laugh emitted from his mug, fangs glinting in the moonlight. Rising in a picturesque rear, pistons rising in the sky. Pivoting on his hocks, the ebonite demon raised his crown and trumpeted a war cry to all those who dare challenge him and become game to the most fearsome ghost to walk the earth.
He prided in his magnificence leisurely, expecting the best and receiving no less. All stags feared him, and he feared none. The sinister fiend could not be subdued...he was Satan, the almighty retriever of evil, the bringer of torment, despair and poverty.... this was not really Fang, this was the stallion that his father wanted him to become, but he had chosen to be neutral, and he was happy where he was standing today. His father had died, and Fang had moved on, becoming the best that he could be. Taking in his surroundings he made his decision, this was the place, the one he had always dreamed of claiming. Rearing, his long silky banner flew up, he kicked her fore pillars, and let out a powerful whinny i am blessed with the name of Fang, And i come to claim the land of Dark Cove. landing he continued, i am worthy of this land because i will not take it for granted and i will never tortore anything or anyone here, as long as i am the lead stallion. I will treat everyone as an equal, and will not end up like my father, Spinning Death did. he looked around at the blue skies waiting to see what would happen next.
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