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Post by r.andom on Aug 5, 2006 11:14:46 GMT -5
By picking the pedals one by one, you never see the true beauty. The brilliant reds, oranges and yellows decorating the trees were a wondrous sight, the myriad of colors flashing, showing off to the world. The sun shone brightly down from the crystal blue expanse that was the sky, warming the chillier months of autumn with its ever present rays. The beauty of the golden day was completely lost on the pale mare as she lounged easily.. Her mystery shrouded occuli rested almost lazily on the ground, their hazel depths still seeming to drink in every detail, observe every minute, every movement. Even at ease, it was an unnerving sight, bellying the plastered exterior.
Though if Aria could be said to have a favorite season, it would be winter. Shefar preferred the chill stillness of the frosty white landscape to the raucous green buds of spring or summer. In her estimation, fall was not a bad season either. The birds were disappearing to warmer climates for the winter, the insects leaving and allowing one at least some small comfort. Of course, Aria was rarely comfortable, even if she appeared to be so. To believe everything you see would be a grave mistake, for some things can hide even in plain sight. Aria for example, was so very different on the interior than she appeared to be. The only window through that thingyy, self absorbed exterior were her eyes, and even those could lie sometimes. Standing there Aria wondered just what she was really doing here... weither it be the need not to be lonely or just because this was the most excitment she has had in awhile? Well there was only one way to find out...Destenirse en mi antecedentes.
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Post by free on Aug 9, 2006 12:36:21 GMT -5
x-xBlack Devilx-x
x-xWhen the sky is black he comesx-x
Canvas as ebon as the midnight in the horison orbs looked around seeing a B'tch off 'is taste. Legs was in a trott towards the B'tch as vocals came from 'is maw in a cold tone.
x-xA devil has come as vocals are coldx-x
State your name B'tch.
x-xCurze of the devil he has do you know it?x-x
Ebon orbs looked at the B'tch with slight interest wanting to know 'er name. 'e wouldn't state 'is as long as 'e didn't know hers. Snort was made by nostrils as the hellion of te curze Black Devil in front off the B'tch. 'e shook 'is ebon dial as auds was switched ready to catch up the B'tch vocals.
x-xNever doubt the devil. He will doubt youx-x
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Post by r.andom on Aug 9, 2006 12:40:16 GMT -5
Passion is her, as is lust and other small feelings of curiosity and hate, desire and wonderment, and she watches this daily routine of life and limb, survival of the fittest with a dark eye and a sceptical mind, for she has no want to be what they do, she has no want to be labelled as different for she sees nought wrong with the typecast world. She has shaped the mould and they have come out of it and reformed themselves – and Ariacares not for such strange talents and fetishes to be different. The roan mare is in no way elaborate in her manner – she is rough and unrushed in actions and words, and they will get used to it or simply hate her for it.
As the hellion approched, a smirk rolled 'pon her lips, Aria peered at him through tangled locks, as circled her. She casts a lethargic snort in his direction, sensing the wanting that he emits for her and letting that malicious leer-smirk cross her lips again, although it is fleeting and beguiling and uncommon. As he speaks that simper once again crosses her muzzle although she knows it is, once again, brief and only a glimpse, and her hard, cold eyes bore into his own. "It's Aria." The maligned humor evident in her complex optics, as she stated simply the truth.Destenirse en mi antecedentes.
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Post by free on Aug 9, 2006 12:58:22 GMT -5
x-xBlack Devilx-x
x-xThe devil states his name in a curzed wayx-x
Smirk came on 'is nape as 'is auds caught the vocals and curze off the B'tch. Shook was made by 'is dial as orbs digged into 'ers in a cold mattered way. 'he showed no mercy for any B'tch at all. Vocals came fiesy and cold at the B'tch as the hellion stated 'is ebon curze.
x-xA curze you would never think off he hasx-x
Well a dreadful day B'tch Aria. From the devil himself I have the curze Black Devil the Czar over Devil's Forest. Only one offer I have for you. To join my harem who is going to grown to a full formed harem full of B'tchs and litle essa's and hellions.
x-xHe has said it. The curze of the devilx-x
A smirk was on 'is maw as the hellion looked at the B'tch. 'e didn't care about what 'he was going to answer but 'e wasn't going to let 'er go that was for sure that would be to easy to let the B'tch go. A snort was made once again as 'e waited on Aria's vocals reply.
x-xHis patiense is gone as he awaitsx-x
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Post by r.andom on Aug 9, 2006 13:16:03 GMT -5
Carelessness is not in the nature of her, the powerful, dominant mare that moves with the grace of snakes and remains hunter of the hunted through rain or shine. Evil is her nature, pure and deceitful and she will not and cares not to deny this although maybe she will to some stallion where the contest is between lights and darks and he prefers light. She knows she is untouched, feral in her loathing that most stereotype evils (what stereotype evils? They have all gone and in their place there are the ones who are different, the ones who think it is wrong to be stereotype, although now they have formed a simple new type of such a thing, and have left the old stereotypes to be normal in their haste to be un-stereotypical) do for what they see as light, and she is pitiless and ruthless to them.
Her features remain expressionless and lackadaisical, her face marble and her beetle-black eyes as cold as ever. There is something about him that makes her seem tense and ready to flee, some age-old, ancient, archaic instinct that comes into play whenever she sees him, and this she understands. Aria is predatory, stately, majestic, arrogant and cruel – the epitome of sadistic manliness and stereotypical evilness. It shows in her eyes, her stature, her very aura and the way she moves, and she sees this in him as well and instinctively fear comes to her, of something of that sort for this reason.
"Well.. I suppose it couldn't hurt." Destenirse en mi antecedentes. ooc ll lets make something exciting happen. Like... I dunno jus' something. -hehe-
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Post by free on Aug 9, 2006 14:10:11 GMT -5
x-xBlack Devilx-x
x-xTime tostrike soon the devil syesx-x
A sly smirk was placed on 'is maw as 'e walked over to 'er giving from 'is maw a nipp on 'er mane as a snort was made once again giving 'im the urge to do something 'e was thinking on all teh time but not here it was too public 'e would trick 'er to come somewere else as 'e knew 'he needed to follow.
x-xNever trick the devil he tricks youx-x
Come on then my B'tch. To the coldest place on these lands.
x-xShemust come she has accepted her faithx-x
A grin was made on 'is maw as 'e waited on the B'tch to answer. Time had come 'e knew it and hoped 'he didn't another nipp was played on 'er mane as 'e loked at 'er showing nothing off love.
x-xHe is a true darq indeedx-x
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Post by r.andom on Aug 9, 2006 14:17:29 GMT -5
Oh, spider-spun misfortune upon them all she brings, for Zynfendal is no daylight to your darkness, she will simply amplify it, make it resound about the empty walls of the dungeon you’re trapped in – she is murderous, torturous, manipulative, for she likes to play games with the mind, likes to toy with them, as a cat with a mouse before it kills the prey..
She snorted, quietened as he watched her, the dark of her eyes deadpan still but alluring with a sense of foreboding coming from the very air about her, the tension in the atmosphere. Feeling his lips curl, showing a snowy-white, to place a slight nip upon her skin. Oh, it seemed such a delicate thing, that touch of tooth and velvet and flesh, but really he was monstrous, outcast, and the monstrosity was testing his pet...
Parting her maw, she let her lyrics spill out. "Fine" With that she picked up a 2-beated rythem. Destenirse en mi antecedentes. ooc ll where to? And you don't have to post here again if you dont want to.
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Post by free on Aug 9, 2006 14:20:25 GMT -5
to The Forest! *Marches* lol Bye the way fade black or graphic?? His gonna forcebreed his so evil!! *evil laughter* lol
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