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Humpty Dumpty had a G R E A T fall;;
« Thread Started on Jul 9, 2007, 4:46pm »

As the flight turn to flightless;;

the muscular stilts of the roaned devila tampered with the patterned loam before her daggers, push, slice up [wtf was i thinking XD] would be the literal term for her motions. ligaments contracted and expanded with each meaningless tread into the unknown terra, twin towers swiveling around rather contemptuously in what seemed would be in an agitated manner before flippantly residing back in their graves. nirigresent [sp?] opticals scavenged the crimson stained realm for no particular reason. she could be in search of amusement. but that was not the case, she was here to claim. oh yes, this tainted loam would be hers, and if anyone would choose to loiter in this bxtches way, hell would be handed to them on a silver platter.
one might draw to the conclusion that sweet revenge has changed since their last rendezvous with her, and this would correct. she is no longer the sweet Revenge unsure of her true motives, hiding behind pompous, arrogant vocals. no. she knew what she was here for, what she longed for. and nothing could get in her way of that. but please, do not mistake her for being a thestral, because that would be a grave error. she did get along with a majority of them, using the words "get along" rather loosely, but that is where it ended.
attention was dragged back to the present as her radars caught the sound of a cackle bouncing and ringing off the gully walls. and this brought a rather hollow grin to her maw. a puff of oxygen exited her nasals as she rose her dagger and brought it down repeatedly, creating a pawing motion. zenith shook, her lengthy tendrils slapping and cascading in multiple directions. some say that their is a rugged beauty attached to the contessa, one that radiates an air of unapproachability. ha. when she was told that, oh how it amused her. beauty did come easy to ehr, but that beauty was only as deep as her epidermis, and that equid had failed to recognize that.
as the laughter continued its rant, she decided to join the solo. maybe madness has taken over the devila. who knew. suddenly, her cackling was ceased as her pate was thrust towards the darkened heavens, releasing a callous screech into the atmos, engulfing it. a neigh that would travel the crimson gully, and remain here for all eternity. for she, she was Sweet Revenge, and she was claiming.

we watch them fall.

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read me;;Sweet Revenge
kill me;;Dark QUEEN?
love me;;blue roan
kiss me;;none
torture me;; empty
shape me;; none

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Re: humpty gumpty had a G R E A T fall;;
« Reply #1 on Jul 9, 2007, 5:09pm »

So here I am. Just me, myself, I, and my problems. Yes, my problems. Problems that were unbearable and unforgettable. If you never met me and just heard about me your first reaction would be saying "GROW UP!". But its kinda hard to when your still considered a juvenile. I wish I could grow up and forget all about everything. You'd think I was just throwing a pity party for myself and forgetting about everyone else that suffers in the world. Truth be told, I envy them. Anything could, correction, would be better than this. Again so here I am just a year old. I don't know love, happiness, joy, peace, or comfort. All I have ever experienced was just the opposite. No, I am not a dark or a thestral, or even a light or neutral. I don't know what I am or who I will become in the future. All I see is a long lonely road to no were in noweresville. Thats alright with me. Seeing no one and speaking to no one was better. I didn't want to deal with it again. The less I was noticed the more likely I was able to get out of the hxll-hole.

I am not very attractive or striking. My bland mocha color blends in with anything in the forestry, except the plants and herbs. I live forever with scars upon my coat and inside. I do have a sort of a temper and I would rather not be bothered. I wouldn't kill anyone though. That's were I am soft. If you haven't done any harm to me then I won't do anything to you. It's just the way it goes and flows for me. It's worked so far so I haven't seen any need to get more tough.

My miniature daggers brushed and slightly dragged across the topography as I walked on. My pate hung low and my opticals fixed on the soil. I didn't want to look at anyone or anything. My barrel lifted and dropped slowly as my breaths were silent and long. Harks didn't perch they just drooped off to the side. My banner now just long enough cascaded to one side of my nape. The scars across my facade looked like some signs a tribe painted on my cheek bone. It was blue after all. The bruises color never left the area so the scar was now pigmented azure. Might as well have a feather in my dreds as well. Life was quiet, life was the same as it was for a month. Traveling to find something better. But what was better. Was all I experienced the best it could get. If so, what was I still doing here? Why didn't I just give-up a long time ago. Maybe all the answers would be solved here.

My movements suddenly came to a halt and my zephyr immediatly lifted. Listeners swivled wildly about as an almost chanting laughter bouncing between the gully's blocks. I made no moves what-so-ever as the cackling continued, except my occuli moved from the left to the right as I scanned the context for any clues who this character was. As the racket ended, no sense of relief came on my part, for I knew that once everything was quiet is when it was most dangerous. Then came the shrill scream, my muscles twitched slightly but I had been expecting it. I knew were I was, crimson lined the place, it would be foolish of me to not. Stumbling on the place was a mistake, but I hadn't stumbled here. My intentions were clear. I had been raised by darks, beaten by darks, and taught by darks. I knew nothing other then the score heritage. You would be wise not calling my a dark for I am not one. I don't take pleasure in killing the innocent for revenge or for games. I think it is just plain wrong and stupid. Who in their right mind would use perfectly fine commen sense for such a wasteful 'treat'. I mean come on people.

My barrel lifted then fell as deep, slow breaths were taken into my lungs. Then I saw her. A blue-coated ess. Now I wouldn't say she was beautiful or gorgeous because frankly I haven't reached that female facination stage yet. I mean, yeah, she was nice looking and all but thats the most you'll get out of me. My long limbs streched out from under my mass as I slowly prepelled my corpse towards a deeper part of the gully. I wasn't going to waste my time with brain-cell killers. I had other things to do. Like...pacing, and other stuff, but there very important. My daggers quietly crunched over the surface. Visionaries drifted back to the azure tinted femm. Strange these score creatures are, very strange.

I quietly watched the femmora as she continued emiting her loud, obnoxious scream into the atmosphere. It was not at all frightening. Well to me atleast. I lived in some of the most frightening senario's ever, please, your going to have to do better. Right now she was just plain annoying. I began to question why I ever travled in the dark lands. I just make myself in a worse mood then coming across a ess. Oh, one more thing I don't get is ess's. There strange ways mock us. They think there all that. I may be eating my words in a few years and not hopefully months, less, weeks but hey, I'm a kid what do you expect me to say. My nape shook trusting my short banner over o the other side. My azure scare on my right cheek-bone hidden by the shadows. The contessa's each-screeching scream still bounding off the gully walls a head ache started to form in my cranium. Soon I was unable to contain the new found rage.

My embodiment swung around to face the blue-tinted 'quine. "Brows" furrowed, pupils narrowed and a frown placed upon my labrums. I was just about to snap at the inhabitant till I found myself unable to speak. It was a good thing though. My lungs drew in deep breaths to keep myself from lashing out. I knew that once I broke out into a million tiny pieces of angry words I was giving her sense of weakness. I stood and glared at the baroness for a moment then turned back to my destination. Yes, there was two things that I despised most but put together it was pure hatred. That was hot-headed femms and annoying darks. This one seemed like a combination of both. How lucky for me.

ooc: used the first part of my post from the one in the mingling lands, then added onto it.

hope you like it. by the way it is my FIRST OVER 1,000 WORD POST!

Word Count: 1,103

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