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Cutting through just like champagne petals Sprinkled over the blackest sea Urban stars will shine, electric, they keep on calling. As they beckon I'm enamored of the sight. No, everything won't be alright for me tomorrow. Tomorrow may not come.
The moon lay just on the sea, as if resting there before continuing its way up into the ever darkening night sky. It was almost full, so it cast the black water below it a shimmering silver. Stars dotted the night sky, unsure if they should wait to come out, or come out now in full view. The twinkled, giving the words twinkle, twinkle litte star a whole new meaning. The moon lifted its bulk from where it had been sitting on the sea and continued its journey upward to grace the heavens above with her beauty and grace. As it moved, the sea and sky darkened, clouds gathering. Perhaps it would storm, perhaps not.
A snort split the silence like a gunshot, loud and piercing. It came from the horse who stood on the other side of the rocks that seperated Kasrein Beach and Konai Shore. From the beast's shoulders sprouted a pair of massive wings, spanning thirteen feet from wingtip to wingtip. They were dragon like in appreance, which placed the breed to the demonic horse: Dethas. On the top of the left side of its neck, was a symbol that he had had since birth. It appeared to be a pentagram with rounded top parts, enclosed in a circle. This, like the webbing of his wings, was a deep red.
Where eyes should be located in a heavy head were a pair of what seemed to be a pair blood red jewels. They were, in fact, his eyes. A lock of dark red mane fell across one of them, blocking it from view for a moment, before he slung his great head and moved the mane out of the way. His tail lashed his hindquarters as he moved closer to the jagged rocks seperating the lands. Wings flared out sharply, creating a gust of wind.
Ranjit smiled a rather sinister smile. He had flown over Kasrein Beach, seeing what it offered. It seemed to the the perfect territory for him. The rocks would protect it. Flying intruders could be easily run off, with a large enough herd. From what he had seen, there was places along the edge of the beach to rest there. Yes, the territory had everything to offer. He backed away a few steps, enough to get a running start, then leapt forward, let his wings come out and push down, and was airborn. He caught a gust of wind and sailed up it, then coasted. Ranjit let an eerie scream leave his maw. It said that Kasrein Beach now had an owner.
Ascending slowly with hopes of finding One small moment of clarity I escape the blackness cast upon me. I still can't see as you bind me, murder me from miles away. I will finish this today for you. Tomorrow means nothing.
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Joined: Nov 2007 Gender: Female  Posts: 21 Karma: 1 |  | Re: cutting through just like champagne petals « Reply #1 on Nov 20, 2007, 12:46pm » | |
love me or leave me or rip me apart this is the voice that i was given and if you don't like it take a long walk off of the shortest pier you can find
A set of large, feathered hooves crashed onto the moonlit sand as the stallion's webbed wings folded and sent him descending to the ground. His velocity weighed down with his bulk caused him to stumble slightly, but he quickly recovered and stood gazing about the beach with dignity. The large dethas hybrid lowered his massive head, and gazed into a shallow tide pool, seeing the moon between his ears, the burgundy reflecting off the silver water, the vivid white of his blaze against black, and just a bit of pink inside his flared nostrils.
In a moment, the water turned murky, and shadows with no possessors roamed the tiny pool. Spawn grinned to himself as what seemed to be a black winged horse appeared in the shadows. Ears flicked back as a sound split the air, what seemed like a horse's snort. He grinned ever broader as he put two and two together, and he turned to look at where the noise had come from.
Wet sand clumped inside his hooves and onto his feathers as he walked closer to the rocks, flaring his leathery black wings, just in case anything happened. He thought about calling to the horse that made the noise, but he remained quiet, and the only thing that could be heard was the soft thump of his hooves and the rustle of his wings rubbing together and on his back.
Spawn almost laughed aloud as the horse he saw in the pool leapt into the sky, letting out an eerie scream of claim onto the land that the stallion [spawn, incase that got confusing] was standing on. He was sure that the demonic horse had seen him now if he hadn't know he was already there, and was waiting for him to acknowledge him.
would you believe me if i said i didn't need you, 'cause i wouldn't believe you if you said the same to me. and near death, last breath, and barely hanging on. would you believe me if i said i didn't need you?
don't be so scared to take a second for reflection, to take a leave of absence, see what you're made of. so i'm selfish, and you're sorry. when i'm gone you'll be going nowhere fast. so who's selfish, and who's sorry?
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Joined: Nov 2007 Gender: Female  Posts: 68 Karma: 2 |  | Re: cutting through just like champagne petals « Reply #2 on Nov 20, 2007, 12:59pm » | |
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Wings pulled together, angling the beast down. He landed on the side of the land that was called Kasrein. The black one turned to face the other hessian, dark eyes glinting coldly. Ranjit made no showy display of power, no tossing of his head, arching of his neck, nor rearing. No, he rarely did that. Besides, why pick a fight when the other being might merely wish to speak? He let his wings flex slightly, the sound of leather moving over fur heard over the soft murmur of the ocean that was forever striking the sand.
The other horse stood about as tall as Ranjit, perhaps a hand shorter. He was, it seemed, larger in mass than Ranjit. Like the red eyes horse, he had dragon like wings, though his were pureply black, whereas Ranjit had blood red webbing. His hooves were more feathered than Ranjit's, showing the horse was most likely a single breed of draft, where Ranjit was a mutt of many.
A breeze caused Ranjit's heavy tresses to sway; it also brought the scent of the ocean and of horse. The black beast snorted softly, then moved forward, closer to the rocks seperating the two stallions. This could get rather interesting quickly, though Ranjit had no intentions of picking a fight so quickly. He was smarter than that; twas better to make allies than enemies, especailly when he had only just arrived in this land. Yet, he refused to be the first one to break the silence.
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would you believe me if i said i didn't need you, 'cause i wouldn't believe you if you said the same to me. and near death, last breath, and barely hanging on. would you believe me if i said i didn't need you?
Spawn's grin disappeared as the winged horse turned around, landing lightly a few yards away from him. He blinked his burgundy eyes, ears pricked forward toward the stallion. The hessian's black webbed wings folded neatly against his body, breaking the silence between them with it's rustling and rubbing. it was obvious that this red eyed beast wasn't going to speak first.
His eyes strayed over the brute opposite him; noting the lean muscle decorating his frame, the red tints, and mostly the odd red heartagram blemishing his neck. Spawn, himself, had no unusual markings, just his four socks and thick blaze along his muzzle and forehead. He was pretty normal -cough- if you looked over the demonic looking dragon wings and his deep red eyes. And also the power of foresite and his psionic blasts. Other than that, Spawn was a perfectly normal massive draft horse.
"Are you a mute? Or are you just stupid?" Spawn remarked after a few moments of standing in silence. Alright, so maybe it wasn't such a nice thing to say, but Spawn wasn't such a nice horse. He smirked slightly, and turned his face from the oncoming wind. Salt burned his nostrils slightly; the was the first time he'd been near the ocean in years and it was always an adjustment for him to scent past the smell of salt. His smirk disappeared as he turned his head back to the horse in front of him, red eyes locking with red eyes. He shifted his weight, pressed his wings tighter against his back, and waited for a response.
don't be so scared to take a second for reflection, to take a leave of absence, see what you're made of. so i'm selfish, and you're sorry. when i'm gone you'll be going nowhere fast. so who's selfish, and who's sorry?
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Joined: Nov 2007 Gender: Female  Posts: 68 Karma: 2 |  | Re: cutting through just like champagne petals « Reply #4 on Nov 23, 2007, 5:04pm » | |
Of late, it's harder just to go outside To leave this deadspace with hatred, so alive Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay Killed by the weakness, but forced to return, turn it off
Red eyes glowing, the black beast let himself observe the stallion more closely. There were no odd markings on him to distinguish him from the multitude of other black horses that would roam this land sooner or later. Four stockings and a single blaze; all to common, nothing special about them. Black dragon wings, void of different colours, like Ranjit's. No, this horse was rather plain.
He spoke, causing Ranjit to whip his eyes to meet the dark red of the other stallion's. The words were mocking and cruel, but right now, Ranjit showed nothing. Words were words, actions spoke louder. Wow, cliched much? Ranjit turned his head away, looking out at the ocean, where the moon shimmered silver. He contemplated what to say back.
Head whipped back around, slinging red-black tresses into those cruel eyes. He chuckled, very softly, his heartagram marking glowing slightly as his power reached out. He cared not for the fact that it was night, and let the evil aura float around them. 'Neither, stallion, I merely wished not to break the staring game we had going on.' Once again, a chuckle slipped from his maw. 'Who are you?' The words were blunt, utterly cold. Clearly, Ranjit was not going to waste time with small talk.
Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes Posthuman extinction excels unrecognized Feeling surrounded, so bored with mortality, I decay All of this hatred is fucking real, turn it on...
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Joined: Nov 2007 Gender: Female  Posts: 21 Karma: 1 |  | Re: cutting through just like champagne petals « Reply #5 on Nov 23, 2007, 5:57pm » | |
will you burn with me on the pyre? when the fires have died, you gotta lengthen your stride you better run, motherfucker, run it kills me to act surprised so why don't you just say no if you're mad at the world, no matter as my fake heart concedes to your fake love
Spawn watched him and laughed. At the length of what it was taking him to respond, he was beginning to think he was really stupid. Then he whipped his head back from looking at the shimmering water, and laughed. Alright, so he did seem pretty stupid. But, surprise, he spoke! So maybe he wasn't so dumb, but it was pretty damn cliche that he kept chuckling. God, do you have any idea how ignorant you look?
"Who are you?"
"Spawn. Spawn could've made some smart ass reply, but seeing as he knew absolutely no one he'd put up with the horse. Maybe he'd even like him after a while, because at this moment this horse was pissing him off quite a bit. His eyes narrowed at the stallion as he noticed the heartagram marking on him glowed, and he realized that this stallion's evil aura was effecting him, which was resulting in how his mood suddenly got pissy.
Yes, now it was obvious that he had an evil aura. Spawn could practically see it it was so strong, much less feel how tense the air was now, and how uncomfortable it felt to breath. He felt electricity in the air as he took a step forward, the hair on his underbelly and face prickling.
mama and papa got liquor and gun stores torching this city down i had a thought and i lost it it was a monument, decent and pure took out a razor and made my own picasso hold me when i'm ready now
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Joined: Nov 2007 Gender: Female  Posts: 68 Karma: 2 |  | Re: cutting through just like champagne petals « Reply #6 on Nov 24, 2007, 11:55am » | |
I can't believe it's been a year Since I kissed my fears On their salty lips And said to them I love you all I carried the weight of the world on my shoulders For 20 years and look at me now
The heartagram glowed stronger as the aura grew as well. Ranjit took a few steps forward, so that a rock brushed his chest somewhat. The stallion who stood before him seemed not to be in a rather good mood, so the black-hearted beast dropped all acts and became scarily serious. He had no want or need to agitate this other stallion to attack; no, there was no need to fight, not yet anyway.
'Spawn.' Ranjit's hissing voice twisted the word. 'It suits you, Spawn. I am Ranjit.' He murmured, voice low as he took another step forward, winding his way around the rock. He now stood a mere yard from the other horse, tensions high between them. Ranjit's cold eyes met and held Spawn's not moving now. The aura flicked, stronger than ever suddenly, then slid away, the heartagram ceasing its glow. There was no need to use the power right now.
ve got something to say About the last 10 months I've lived I'm not the same kid I was when I was younger I just thought you should know I take a pill every day to help me deal with life
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