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Post by BB on Jul 20, 2007 3:41:05 GMT -5
The Grand Marshal
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Ebon carcass was drifted onto thee land. Bold red rollin' from thy shoulders, most thought the wasn't a threat but here stood a two year old killer. On the way here thy was beat out of his old herd. Scars that dripped of a sweet red liqouid covered thy bod, gash across they facade, bore no signs of stoppin'. Auds befell to thy crainuim, brute just seemed to be blood himself. Orb's glew the color of thee blood 'pon thy back. Plumes a dam' tangled mess were held high, despite the fact thy was near death. Orb's seathed to show pain, yet took in the dam'ed secenry around thy. Nares were lifted to the sky for scent of another, the place was coated in it. wait was shifted and daggers were thrown into the air showin' thy wither bone through a heavy gash 'ponn thy, it gleamed a starch white and deep red color. Thy didn't care anymore, thy was close enough to death and didn't care if thy was killed now.
You're sick of feeling down
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand
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Post by Judgment on Jul 20, 2007 20:28:41 GMT -5
A change in the winds came to the King of the lands. And unwanted arrival came to him, it was a dark. He could already tell by the stench of the smell. It wasn't any of his mares, and it wasn't a dark mare, but a dark stallion. What was a dark stallion doing in a light land like this? It was way out of lead. It didn't make sense why a dark stallion would come to a light land. His hooves beat into around his kingdom. He wouldn't let and intruder come in and steal his mares, or his lands. He would protect them with his life. Skyfire Valley was welcomed to any horse that was a light, but a dark he would have to think about that for some time before he agreed to let them welcome in Skyfire Valley. He stood on a large hill and looked down over his lands. There! He looked down at the dark brute that stood on his Kingdom. What was his business here? He quickly ran down to greet him, he would be friendly for now, but he wouldn't allow the brute to do harm to his Kingdom, or his mares. He stopped, banner held high, head in position saying that he was the high King on the grounds that this brute stood on. State your business for being here. he asked. His deep voice boomed around them demanding an answer on why he was here. He noticed his wounds on him but stayed concentrated on the brute. He wouldn't let his concentration leave the brute for a moment, because when a dark came to a light land, there was bound to be trouble somehow. |
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Post by BB on Jul 20, 2007 23:25:34 GMT -5
The Grand Marshal
Anger and agony
Are better than misery
Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will understand
Ebon hued carnuim was turned 'pon the brute, anger flashed through a deamonic pair of eyes. That hid a life of pain..Snort was released from blood crusted nares. Facade thrown, sendin' whipcords a flyin; bore the proof of agitation. another rear was given.Charred daggers were thrown to the sky, once again ivory wither was sliced through thy's skin and shown. Auds stayed rested in their usual spot. Facade, thrown once more at a sideways angle. Maw parted to release a gaspin' lyrics.
"What would It Dam' matter I'm basically dead"
Brute only survivn' 2 winters, truley couldn't do anything, or could he?
Once more maw awas parted,, ripple ran through once sleek bod.
'Its not like Ill do anything. I'ma mother f'ck of a mess, I've scured a place in hell, and yet one question I have for thee. What would you do if It was a light horse instead of a dark one?"
Sides heaved as air was taken in. Dagers were once more lifted and lowered as the brute shifted his pain un-bethknown to the other.
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing
Rather feel pain
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Post by Judgment on Jul 21, 2007 2:32:29 GMT -5
The King kept his distance from the stag. His auds pricked forward to the sound of him. He listened to him, so he was a dead horse walking... Or so the stag thought. He thought over his question quickly then drew a breath to answer. I surely wouldn't still be standing here now would I. He answered. Of course that was true. If he was a light he would be helping him, but since he was a dark, this was his own fault. There paths were different. That didn't mean that he wouldn't help him, but he would have to hear it directly from him that he wanted, and seeked his help. He wouldn't pressure his help if the brute didn't want it. There was nothing that he would do if he refused his help. His banner stayed in high position but he flicked it a few times keeping the bugs away from him. He waited to see what the other brute would do…or say. He could still live, he had a better chance at living if would ask him for help. Judgement didn’t know what he would do to help him yet, but the hard part would be getting the dark brute to ask for a light’s help… [/size] |
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Post by BB on Jul 21, 2007 3:05:59 GMT -5
The Grand Marshal
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't pretend that
I'm alright
And you can't change me
Liqouid colored orb's were rolled just the answere he'd expected, the thing that set alliances apart.....Everyone treated eachother like bastards, but hey that was life, What could you do? Another breath shook thy bod, coughs wer egiven as blood drizzled from thy mouth.. Forlock fell over thy face sheildin' thy orbs..Daggers were lunged backwards as more coughs shook thy..Ebon forlock fell from an orb, showin' only three things, I didn't deserve this, It's to late, and last No One's ever gave a dam' so you shouldn't..Before bod was heaved more heavily sendin' thy brute to the ground, yet thy tried to stand it was pointless... It seemed as though the brute was done fore.. Coughs and heavy breaths contuine to shudder from thy.Wither bone jutted from a heaavy gash. Blood poured from thy wounds...Orb's had been shut.....
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect |
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Post by Judgment on Jul 21, 2007 22:15:33 GMT -5
Judgement shook his head. He couldn't let this stallion die here. Not in his lands. The brute didn't belong to the family, or the herd, he didn't even belong to the same alliance! Get up you fool, you will not die in the lands of the lights. I shall not have a dark carass lingering at Skyfire Valley! He walked over to his side he brought his head to his neck and started pulling him up. I will help you if you want me to, although I don't know what I could do for you, there is a stream close by, if you think that you can make it there let's go. He told him sternly. The stream was only a few yards away, it was hard to hear, but if you had well hearing, it could be heard from where the two brutes were. Judgement kept on pushing the stallion trying to make him stand up. He didn't want to have him die here in his lands, but if the brute did die, what could he do? |
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Post by BB on Jul 23, 2007 12:25:43 GMT -5
The Grand Marshal
XxShe put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forgetxX
brute lifted off the ground a little, not wantin' any help...Not watin' a stream...Not carin'...wobbly small brute, walked like young child...But it slower brought him closer to the edge of thee terrain..Few steps were takin' then thy would fall, thee whole time tryin' to get to the end of the eart...Tryin to fnd somethin'.......Someone........Never know......a look was flased back..Pain still, yet agogny gleamed, few yards from thee ed brute stpped, Pillars gave way. But once more thy strugled up and slowly tumbled and tripped to the end, never wated in hs whole life except by one.......Yet one more look flashed back to the stag, If No one ever broke there alliance then will still be here.Bastards, and b'tches....
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
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Post by Judgment on Jul 24, 2007 2:06:03 GMT -5
Judgement saw that the brute didn't want his help so he backed off. He watched as he struggled up and down, and up and down, and up and down as he went along. What could he do? Anything that he tried to do he would agonize and fret about. Why have you come here of all places? He asked him. Judgement did have a right to know didn't he? After all, this was his Kingdome, and it was a Light Land not a Dark. He was very courious about why he was here. He walked slowly near the dark brute waiting to see if he would answer him or not. He expected that he wouldn't get an answer from the brute, but he might as well try right? |
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Post by BB on Jul 25, 2007 5:33:37 GMT -5
The Grand Marshal
Thy shrugged, slowly and painfully, Though dark brute tried to hide it....
"Why Did I Abandon Her,Is The Same As Askin' me why I'm Here. fate, perhaps...Yet that is just the case of life itself."
Lyrics rolled off the maw, not hate ful, It was nothin' like a dark's tone, yet it seemed sone strange...Blood ridden brute stood there takin' body rackin' breaths. Auds Flew donw at the small sound of somethin' within' in thy crainuim.. But it didn't matter, thee b'tch had beytrayed thy right....Perfectly simple...Right..Wrong even for a dark. Thy wither once more shone slicin' through thy carcass, dazzlin' in thee fadin' Light...
We'll run away, keep everything simple
Night will come down, our guardian angel
We rush ahead, the crossroads are empty
Our spirits rise, they're not gonna get us
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Post by Judgment on Jul 26, 2007 13:40:03 GMT -5
Judgement turned his harks back and forth. The dark stag seemed notlike himself. He wasn't acting like a dark, but not like anything else either. Could this be because of his injury? Judgement didn't know. He looked to the sky, the sun was starting to come down, and the rays of the sunset were blooming out over the land. He smiled at the wonderful site. Maw parted asking the brute one more question. T'was a question of life, and death, or so he thought anyway. Do you think that you will live through the night brute? He asked. Judgement knew that if you were determined enough to do something, and that if you set your mind to it, you could most likely win what you wanted. So now it was this dark, this most likely, killers trun. Did he want to live? Did he had determination of living? Life was a powerful thing that could easily be taken away. He waited for the response of the brute. |
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Post by BB on Aug 7, 2007 8:04:05 GMT -5
The Grand Marshal
xXNothing MattersXx
Another breath shook the bod, Lyrics were carefully place...
"Truth Be Told I don't Think I'll Make Through The Next Hour"
Orb's seemed to shine of thee purest reds as they closed and were reopened. Auds fell, strength of holdin' them to much...Young Brute watched in silence for a moment, before thy took another step...Questions shall always remain unanswered, death always be diffrent then anyone expects, and a firey deamon of a soul ca always be broken...................Can't It? |
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Post by Judgment on Aug 7, 2007 17:19:06 GMT -5
He pondered over his question for a few moments. I see.. He said. Orbs were still glued to the heaven above them. What would it be like to die? What was a heaven really like? Was it as peaceful as the stories were told, or was it just simply a land with nothing at all but a large patch of grass and a stream to run through it? And then there was helled lands. What could that be like. The thought frightened him of having to live there for eternity. Was it black as a volcano or darker? Was there toucher beyond toucher? He turned his attention to the brute. Where would he end up? |
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