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Post by sultan on Oct 7, 2005 19:16:03 GMT
Dark Satanic image floated silently, evily into the area. He tossed his poll and sniffed the air with his paperthins. His daggers beating like a soft drum. Lights. Everywhere Especially, Mystique. He had forced her when they were captured and tortured at the barn. And he was here to make sure his child was born safely. And unharmed. If it were harmed in birth he would kill either Mystique, or that stallion she always talked about. Black Sun, or what ever. No. He would't kill Mystique. He would use her as his mate against her will. HE would turn her dark and if she tried to escape. He would kill her and eat her flesh, and drink her blood. (I play her too.) Name: The Satanic Sultan(Call me Sultan) Gender: Stallion Breed: Friesian Age: 4 Height: 18.1hh Colour: Ebony Markings: Amber Personality Alliance: Dark Picture:  |
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Post by Marthana on Oct 10, 2005 23:37:13 GMT
The she demon watched eyes haunting. A smirk was place on the lips of death. Her whip flashed in the air vicoiusly. The brujio on the taunting sands couldn't pass of as a dark, for she knew that to be a dark you must feel pain and enjoy the pain, especially when themselves enflict pain on others. She knew the past of everyone, forcing was nothing when man makes the pathetic ones breed. For she had the knowledge of all dark deeds. Anyone could have the look and copy others of darkness but to be true you must do somthing no other has completed in task. she dipped her canria in mock lust can't be in a darks blood only ambition hatred and pain. |
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Post by sultan on Oct 13, 2005 23:02:15 GMT
he tossed his poll and smelled a dark soul. He looked towards the direction in which it came and glared that way. Doubt was what he felt coming from over there. But he would prove himself if he had too. HE galloped furiously towards the mare he smelled. And through bared ivories said,
Got something to say? Mare?
His paperthins were flared and he looked down severly on this non friesian chassie.
His Amber eyes glowing with nothing but hatred. He had killed his old "master" The other horses, he simply ate. And he destroyed the barn. Nobody knew it was from a horse.
ooc: I kind of messed up in my sampl post thingy...
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Post by Marthana on Oct 14, 2005 14:31:39 GMT
((((doesn't really matter you put everything needed down just not in order  ))))) 'he scoffed, knowing nothing was needed to be said but her scoff. but she vocaled in a smirk nothing is to be said if you look past your eyes'he wasn't foolish, 'he knew 'e was greater in size than her but she could hold 'im off if 'e lunged. Embers in 'er eyes flicked visously (((Eh my gosh how horrible post i'm losing my self lately))) |
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Post by TheWondyfulSultan on Oct 17, 2005 3:53:34 GMT
ooc: sure? lol nice
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)))))