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Post by taybay on May 22, 2009 22:10:08 GMT -5
The outcast had ventured from her designated fields to investigate the neighboring territories. Her brother should reside in the water kingdom somewhere, yet she couldn't seem to find the ungrateful bastard. Her father was neighboring in the Fire kingdom where he kept watch over his wench's and made sure their life and freedom dissipated into nothingness. Since he was a daughter of the monstrosity, she was considered a 'special' item and often courted by many to simply get to that monarch that obtained the calling of 'art.' She was salvaged because of her gender and was almost grateful, although she would have been happier killed upon her birth or not conceived at all. Then she wouldn't have to wander these lands as if a soul looking for another - because baby, she wasn't looking for anything.
Her beat was simple and well-known in the equine world. The three-beat staccato ringing soundless as the duchess passed through the perimeter that led into the fire kingdom. It didn't seem the main kingdom, but usually many other terrains bordered the main arena anyways. Well, as well as she knew layouts anyways. Tassels tossed on the svelte arena of her neck, falling to her bosom in soft ripples as if the wakes 'pon the sand had stopped in time. In her impassive and almost calm nature, she could almost be a water equine. Just like the sea she was unpredictable and was known for bouts of churning aggression and violent outbursts of rage that implemented the only other emotion she seemed to claim. For nothing but carelessness and a dead-pan expression elicited in her harmonics nor her beautiful tableau. For she was a chiseled masterpiece, just one for looking and not touching. Some hadn't learned that yet, but she would teach them.
Roses alerted, but didn't erect 'top her bonce as the femoral ventured into the terrain with an aimlessness pace to her movements. She truly didn't care who she ventured upon, but she knew that it would be interesting. Rarely did they find a non-elemental outside the Badlands, but Fudo had always been unorthodox. This was nothing in ordinary to the vixen, although her walk to eden would quickly progress to a walk to doomsday if she continued these wanderings and jousting at others. But she wouldn't call it.
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Post by trill on May 24, 2009 11:48:47 GMT -5
Gambler
So The Spider Sucks The Life The newly claimed land and I were still getting to know one another. When I walked over the land it seemed to guide my being to all its secrets, revealing its life to me. The sun was up but its light seamed to avoid my terra almost as if it was scarred to lay its bright rays on my ground. This land had once been beautiful, I could tell by the now dead tree and the scelatal bushes that were scattered over the land. It was probably the reason why the terra had accepted me so easily, it needed someone to help it regain its once beautiful being. I was not of the earth but I had water running through my viens.
The invisible being that was pulling me on my unknown journy suddenly stopped and I found myself utop a hill, that seemed to be the only area in the entire land that had actual greenery. By some unspoken agreement I let out my power, it seaped from my very being and into the air, skyrocketing out; calling to the familiars that were scattered far away. It wasn't long before storm clouds gathered above me, thunder and even some lighting shot from the darkening sky. I took a deep breath and then on the exhail I let go of the leash I had used to call the storm to me. In seconds big dropplets of rain started to fall, they didn't have the acid or other noxiouse components that the land usualy would have had if it had rained here without my help. As the time ticked by and my entire body became soaked to the bone the ash and other unwanteds started to leave the land. It all washed to the single small river -that was now overflowing- and flowed away, out of my kingdom. It would take time, atleast two days for all the toxins to be washed away, and durring that time I would become weekened because as long as it rained it would tap into my power reserves. I could already feel the fateage.
Suddenly a warning flag shot through my head like a red light. Someone had paced into the boundaires of my land. I shook my head, sending my long white mane into a fray around my head, water droplets flew from it. If who ever it was had any incantations that they wanted to try and take this land from me they would be sadly crushed. This was mine, I'd never had anything I cared about in my life but now that I did have Royal Solace as a home no one, no one would take it from me. With a surge of energy I clashed down the hill, my huge hooves sent up water and mud around me, my white legs turned speckled black. I didn't care though, the earth was already a part of me, it was not dirt, it was not dirty.
My long striden gate meant that it didn't take me long to come to the presence of the one who had daired enter my lands. My nostrils flaired and even through the overpowering smell of rain I could scent the reak of mare. I was still on alert though because even a mare could give me a run for my money. I made it no secret that I was comming to confront this mare, when only a few feet seperated us I let out a call that was punctuated by the crack of lightning in the sky. It lit up my being, my main coat color shinned obsidian while my long mane and tail were bone white. Without a jerk in my step I closed in on the mare, my eyes glowing from the power that I released to feed the ragging rain storm. "Little mare don't you know better then to wander a lone into the bowls of hell?" I cackled, strains of my pale white forlock stuck to my cheeks making my face seem hollow. "Because the only way out is for death to take you into his bony hands." My voice was deep, and power crackled threw the vocals. I was running on a high. Word Count; 709 Comment; First post really using a power, it was fun. Character; Gambler - Water |
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Post by taybay on May 24, 2009 13:42:25 GMT -5
'cause when I can see an angel in your eyes
F u d o - x
but if i look deeper inside i see your freakish little side
In some time - movement had ceased. No creatures swayed nor did the flora that seemed to be disintegrated by the fire benders. Was this truly water lands? For it looked to contain the soot of fire benders, so maybe the elite element had staked their claim over this land. It could happen. Pace never ceasing as aerials flickered with disinterest, barely rising from her bonce before flattening violently to her skull. belfry turning to peer upon the remnants of once might have been a beautiful field with unpolluted water. Much like leviathan's reign... Indeed; it mimicked the King's lands almost exactly. Hopefully - the inhabitants here were smarter.
Then - the sky opened and water poured from the clouds that had been non-existent before. Obviously this was the doing of the Patriarch of the lands - so this must be inhabited after all. So wonderful. The rain blurred her vision from sienna disks as she slackened her pace to a trot - seeming to bring her limbs down in time with the pace of the steadily progressing drops. it soaked her skin through and caused a shiver of displeasure down her spine as she almost sneered in refusal of admittance. Keeping her blank tableau; the musky cologne of an dominating creature pierced her nasal passages as the duchess stopped as did the King. The elements corresponded with his dramatic opening followed by flamboyant words that meant nothing to the sodden maiden. Merely babbling that promised her death. Well, so had her father.
He spoke; alto notes that seemed to scale into her coned aerials. Her own vocals polite; yet icy in their tone as she approached the stag by a mere few steps. Alone I am, and alone I ever will be. None a threat for you. They flowed like a well-orchestrated piece of music as she halted square; her tassels of onyx swapping against her well-muscled haunches as she listened to his following notes. Then so be it. For I don't fear death, death fears me. it sounded corny and she knew it; but the less he knew about her true intellect than the more that she could use it against him. If she acted stupid, it would deceive the Knight and become one hell of a game for the duchess.
music: here without you - three doors down
muse: pretty good
notes: none
words: 476
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Post by trill on May 24, 2009 20:35:35 GMT -5
Gambler
I got this feeling in my veins The honey sweet vocals of the mare entered my blackened ears, her words were meant to deter me from threatening her any more. They told me she came not to fight or wound but just because. My eyes flashed maliciously. "No, you may run from me little one but," I took in a deep breath, my nostrils straining and my chest expanding. Taking in her scent, scratching it into my memory. "I will always find you." I took a step closer. And because I wasn't totally paying attention to the storm clouds above us the rain had slowed, it still dropped in big tears but I could actually pick out the coal blackness of the mare. "What you need to understand faye is that you are mine." The mare was not only pleasing to my eyes but the wreak of her called to my nerves and sent them on high alert. This day was meant for replenishing my kingdom but it could also be used for renewing my life. If I had to force this mare to be with me then so be it. Having myself being the ruler of her without letting the little one have any freedom was not something that really pleased me. But neither would I let her walk away from my lands.
I don't fear death, death fears me. Her words ripped a laugh from my lungs. It was deep and rolling, calling out to the succulent mare. "I can assure you that when faced with death you would get on your knee's willingly and beg for mercy." But then again I had proved my own uttered words wrong more then once. When my father or even my own mother had decided to beat me I had not begged for them to stop I had not groveled at there feet. Instead I had looked up at them, my mouth bloody and smiling and said 'is that all?' I had encouraged them. Why? Because in a way I wanted death, I needed it. What I had been living before this, before the kingdom I stood upon was not something that anyone could call a life. I had just been a simple shell, taking on daily actions with no though, no feelings.
While I had been away in my own little past my eyes had darkened and so hadn't the storm around us. The very land seemed to reflect my emotions. I would not hide anything any more. It did not matter that I was an open book for this mare to read. "So what will it be little one? Will you get on your knee's and beg me to let you go or are you going to follow through with your own words and put fear into me?" We were barely an inch apart, my dampened breath mingled with hers while my body heat radiated from me in waves and danced upon her chest. "Though I am willing to give you another option. One that will be much easier on the both of us." My eyes had lightened and so hadn't my vocal tone. "Utter your calling and vow your being to me." With my last word I lowered my head and touched my muzzle to the vein that throbbed threw her silken coat. I let out a hum that vibrated threw me and into her body.
Word Count; 573
Comment; Ha Ha this took me like ten minutes sorry if it sucks.
Character; Gambler - Water |
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Post by taybay on May 24, 2009 22:20:06 GMT -5
'cause when I look at you I can see an angel in your eyes
F u d o - x
but if i look deeper inside i see your freakish little side
It was obvious that she meant nothing - and even more obvious that he simply wished to extend his empire by claiming any equine who dared to venture onto the lands of the sovereign. Yours? Why would you wish to contain an non-elemental equine? You have surely lowered your standards. 'Brow' arched in almost a challenge as she withdrew a step from his imposing diaphragm - although her emotions ran slim and she found this unheeded information. Surely when he found out that she was more mortal - more vulnerable than the rest of them, then he would take advantage of her. But that would be stupid; and he should be cautious before he proceeded with stupid moves.
She stood motionless - blinking at the behemoth with an glazed look before something seemed to snap her to attention once more. Indeed, she had ventured into her cerebrum abit farther in the presence of someone that would claim her womb - but what would that do? She would kill the poor little creature before its first breaths would come; or she would simply beat it out of herself. Either way - whether he planned to claim or play with her; she had indeed found herself in a spider web that even she might have some trouble wiggling out of in the near future. Maybe I look death in the face and say 'is that all you have?' Her lyrics were almost a whisper - but with conviction as she spoke. The proximity that ensued the equines needn't bring loud tales of woe or despair. Just quiet mummers - like whispers being told in the dark.
She had two options and an unannounced third one. He expected her to come to her knees and plead for her life? Pah! Her life wasn't worth that much, even to her. It was a worthless carcass -empty of soul. She basically took up space on the Earth and painted a pretty picture for the ones inhabiting it. I could never bring fear to you. My father is like you; but much more demanding and brutal. She nearly cracked a smile, but kept it confined as she felt his muzzle cross against her soaking wet pelt. Fudo. daughter of saint's art & mahnai. She felt the thrum of his richote within her diaphragm as she spoke her last mummers. And daddy won't come to save me.
music: lollipop - lil wayne
muse: good
notes: i really like gambler
words: 501
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Post by trill on May 25, 2009 19:10:50 GMT -5
Gambler
Shock-Wave I blinked my long lashed eyes to vanish the water from with in them. The water ran hotly down my cheeks, though the temperature was different it melded with the rest of the rain that cascaded down around us. "What does it matter if you have no element?" I asked the mare, while sending my head into a frenzy in an attempt to uproot the liquid that seemed to sink into my very bones. I was of water but that didn't mean I had to like it. "I am a king and my duty is to protect what is mine." And even though I was a new king, new to everything that the name entitled I knew what was meant of me. And when I attached my soul to this land I took a vow to fulfil everything that it entitled. "You do not need an element running threw your veins in order for you to reside here within my kingdom." My tone was deep and resounding, promises mixed in with the uttered words.
The mare was motionless, almost as if in fear. But I did not scent any fear from her. If I had to guess I would say that she had a stronger will then most equines with fire running in there blood. is that all you have? Her whispered words made my dark ears perk up. How many times had I said that exact phrase in my past? I released a deep chuckle that resembled the rolling thunder within the clouded sky. "Mare we may just have more in common then you think." What had the mares past been like? Had she too been tortured, beaten and then thrown away like so much trash? Maybe...maybe if she chose to stay then I would find out the answer to my unspoken question. But later I would ask. If she accepted me. "Do you discriminate?" I asked, turning her question around on her. "Would you have a problem attaching yourself to me when I control the water?" I sent out a wave of power to accentuate my words. One moment it was raining upon us while in the next there was no more droplets upon our flesh. Though it had only stopped the downfall of water in about a ten by ten space. Around us the storm still ragged on. This was a fancy show of how much control I actually had. It would either scare her off or prove to her that I did have the power to defend everything. Myself, this land and her.
I backed away from the femme my tail swishing from side to side, flicking off strands of clinging water. "I am not brutal mare." I sneered, my tone belied my words but I did not like her assumptions of who I was. "I gave you an option you can either choose to stay here of your own accord or you can attempt to flee from me." I paced the short space of rainless land. "If you choose to run then I said I would find you because this land needs you." I thrashed around taking in the surrounding destruction of the whole. "Do you see what I see?" Everything was black, lifeless. Her name brought my attention back to the mare. Fudo what a strange calling, there was another question to ask if she decided to be with me and everything that was mine now. Why had her parents named her that, was there a meaning behind the name that meant something? "I have no pity for you." I clicked my teeth together, gnashing them. If her father had hated her what about her mother? Had she been at least loved by her mother? Word Count; 638
Comment; Thank You. And I apresiat you being the first one to help me form Gambler into the beastly personality that he has.
Character; Gambler - Water |
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Post by taybay on May 25, 2009 20:51:38 GMT -5
'cause when I look at you I can see an angel in your eyes
F u d o - x
but if i look deeper inside i see your freakish little side
She listened. Impassively - yet attentively. If he was still speaking, obviously he had something worthy to say. He didn't seem to be someone who would speak without meaning to his lyrics, and she sort of appreciated that in a way. Her sire babbled with inconsiderateness; merely trying to strike the fear of god into his opponents until he continued with he movements marked only by Satan. She was rendered almost speechless; she had offered her salvation when she had none. In a way, she only needed a home. A place to run too when she had gotten herself in too deep. She was the way she was not because she was as rotten as her sire, but because she had never known anything better. Thank you.
Indeed, she was attentive in her nature. Almost in awe of the knight; but you could tell that no emotion remained over her face. Her will was of iron - strong and unbending when implied. Discriminate? She mulled over the words and shook her tiara; tassels lifting on her shank as lightening displayed her soaking wet hide. Mini tremors covering her lithe diaphragm as she stood before him; relentless shuddering that caused her ivories to slam together. I judge more. I assume because I have been taught nothing more. Her soprano notes were quiet and slow; almost a purr but with abit of hesitation. Like she didn't know the correct wording. She locked eyes with the friesian knight- those beautiful lens; one of sienna and the other of beryl. Then he implemented the control he had; and she too was in awe. One step closer to the bruno and she allowed her hot breath to wash over his soaked flesh as the dryness almost stunned her. I will look at you and say. Is that all you have?
A fire blazed in her; wild and more than untameable. But it was quenched by her reality. The past that she had been abused, beaten, and shattered and then thrown to the world in a final moment of repulsion from her sire. She was nothing - and she was never anything to her mother either. Love wasn't a emotion she knew, and would never be a word she learned to pronounce. I will stay, because I would rather be here than exiled from the badlands. it only brought on memories of pain and desolation like her childhood, and she needed to escape. He paced the drying lands as she looked among the monarchy that seemed to be lifeless, and nodded slowly as she followed his pacing with her eyes. Tossing her forelock over her beryl lens as a sigh escaped her lips. Forelimbs dragged her towards the King as she heard the familiar click of his enamels. She winced internally, but lain her head on his withers as well as she could. Pity? She kept where she was. Pity has not pitied me.
music: none
muse: superb
notes: wow. you're welcome. thank you for letting me help you. they are very similar, and I like that. they could be good together or good for one another. [shrugs]
words: 622
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Post by trill on May 27, 2009 18:26:05 GMT -5
Gambler
A Sure Way Of Getting Nothing From Something. It seemed as though the mood had softened, the both of us were becoming more acostomed to each other. We were both descovering that neather of us were a threat to one another. This desolet land would be so different with another being inside of it, helping it grow into what it had once been. "Do not thank me." I said, I was still on the far side of the clearing stairing at her with cool calculating eyes. "If you stay here with me then you will have to do your part as well." I dug my front right hoof into the mud of the earth. I did not bother to look up when the mare spoke again. Her vocals were light and airy, almost hesitant. "We all have parents who brought us up in this world but not all of them were ment to have foals." I replied, tones deep and rocky with emotions. "My own parents are examples of that." I grumbled, not entirly sure why I had shared that little bit with her. I had never been one to open up to another, I was one with a impenitrable wall that protected me from the outside. But maybe this little mare -Fudo- was one that wouldn't just help the land reform but also give me a chance to change. I felt more then saw the mare take a step closer to me. I was still intent on my thoughts and the earthen mass below my hooves. I will look at you and say 'is that al you have?' My eyes did rise then, to lay upon the mares charred coat. It glistened like oil from the fresh rain, she was a siren beauty. Fudo was a mare who was perfected for this land, she blended in with the background. Even the ecosystem was made for her. Because there was more night then there was light she would be able to take to hiding easily. "And I will reply 'no you have all that I am able to give.'" The mare walked forwards, towards me. Almost unafraid. She was strong, I knew this because energy rolled off of me in waves and in a mear second I could bend that energy and steal her life away. And yet she was the one to confront me. "Will you accept me?" I asked almost tentitavly from above Fudo's smaller frame. I hoped I wasn't condeming myself for a regection. But if I never got it out there in the air then our life could never start.
My facial features hardened. "So what are you telling me," I scowled down at her. "That you are picking the better of two bad seneario's?" Well what more should I have expected? You stupid stag. whispered threw my head. I should have never expected more from the mare then her wanting out of the shit hole she had been in before. I was just the salvation she needed from her past life. She really didn't care about me or the land. Her patite head shifted to raise and lay against my withers. I was not in the mood though and shoved her away. "That makes no scence mare." I sneared angrily from a few feet away. "Pitty has not pittied me?" I was once again in that fowl mood and the storm brewed hevier around us.
Word Count; 573
Comment; Sorry about how long this post took me and how sucky it is but I am not feeling well. Gambler didn't like how Fudo seemed to be using him, like she would rather put up with him then be vanquished from the earth. Just in case you didn't get that.
Character; Gambler - Water |
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Post by taybay on May 27, 2009 22:27:29 GMT -5
She tilted her structure downwards as he spoke; taking in his gruff baritones with almost an attentiveness. He was pulling her from her shell - grabbing her from the depths of hell she endured and bringing her a salvation. Someone was giving her a chance. She wanted to be with him, she wanted to live her life here. It did allow her to leave the badlands, but she wanted to be here for a better reason. I do accept you. I do.
Then as she shred one layer of defense to maybe show a hint of hopefulness in her eyes; he spat back at her with verses of venom. Accusing her and taking back his invitation almost as she re-traced the steps she had taken towards the stag and drew in her cranial as if she had been slapped violently. No! You have it wrong - for it worded it wrong.... Then he critiqued her speakings, and indeed - it didn't make sense. Well, to anyone but her. But there was no arguing with the Knight as he stood before her and seemed to hate every molecule that entered her being. Which were now blow from her dilated nostrils in frustration of her own sense as her soft soprano notes played. I am sorry if I offended you. And I offer you a poor excuse. Sigh escaped her chassis as she took one step towards the enraged king - lyrics level and position with a pride but without arrogance. Maybe I have been taught no better than the foul creature that raised me. But what I spite is inaccurate. I do accept you, for you. I want to be here. I want to live me life here and not just because I can escape. You are my salvation; but all i need is a chance. She spoke with conviction - but allowed softness to edge in her tones. But if you really want me gone, I will leave. As you wish. Beryl and sienna lens examined him with a soft approach as she risked one step closer. She didn't want to lose this chance that she had gotten to start over. She wanted to get to know him - to be with him. More than she originally thought. But if need be, she would also leave. If it would please him.
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