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shut up and let me go; bruise, any - Taiga - 03-12-2017 She is SO fucking done. No matter what she does, no matter how hard she tries, she always comes last in her family. She’d started off so well - been the most gifted of the family’s girls (and the youngest), had been the apple of her mother and father’s eye … And then the faeries had stripped everything away, and Lumi had run into that magician, and Scholar, Hope and Fox had been born … And everything had just fucking compounded. She’d at least gained one good thing out of the whole deal, that being that, while the faeries had taken away her snowman shifting, they’d replaced it temporarily with a beautiful set of feathered wings. Rather more helpful than what she used to have, she has to admit. But everything else had rather gone to shit. Lumi had run away to a Nerine after making a deal with a magician. Mother had started hounding her every fucking move, and Father had started ignoring her (spending more time with Scholar, Hope and Fox, the little shits), and she just has no interest in dealing with it any more. She’s just done with them all. And she knows exactly where to go. She’s heard the stories, of course, of the wasteland far off to the west. She’d heard that it was created by a dark god who’d then ruled it for a time, and that he’d eventually passed on the crown to a horned, bloodthirsty demon. Just the right sort of place for making unjust parents regret their actions. She’s not disappointed in her choice when she reaches the border. The valley spread out below her is a vast, twisted canyon, all cracked grey earth and dead vegetation. The only signs of life are a few patches of green at the rivers edge, and a few sets of hoofprints that trail out before her into the valley below. Perfectly ominous - the exact sort of place a loving and caring pair of parents would want their ‘precious’ baby girl to avoid. “HEY!” She yells out across the valley, her voice reverberating off the canyon sides as she begins to descend. She knows there are other horses here, the hoofprints she’s now following only confirm it. The only question is who. “ANYONE THERE?” Taiga frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul … Blargh I know I need new html for her RE: shut up and let me go; bruise, any - bruise - 03-13-2017 I call him the devil because he makes me want to sin
RE: shut up and let me go; bruise, any - Taiga - 03-13-2017
She can’t help but wonder what her parents will do when they discover where she’s gone. Will they follow her here, track her down and try to impress upon her the ‘seriousness’ of her choices? Will they perhaps try to recruit her sister to convince her home (fat chance of that)? Or will they even try to physically force her back to Tephra? She can just see it … Mother begging her to come home, Father trying to warn her about some of the ‘unsavoury’ characters living here … She’ll laugh at them then, laugh right in their faces. They should have paid attention to her when they’d had the chance. And if they try to resort to physical force … well, she doubts the inhabitants of Pangea will take kindly to someone trying to throw their weight around here. Her revenge fantasies are interrupted by the abrupt appearance of a silver tipped horned stallion. Her pleased expression turns to one of scorn in mere seconds. She flares her wings and snaps her teeth at him (refraining, for the moment, from actually making contact). “Shut up yourself jackass!” She had expected the members of Pangea to be, well, a little more coarse, but this is just ridiculous. Here she is, willing to add to their numbers, and he’s about ready to snap her bloody head off for it. “And who the fuck are you calling a ‘young’ brat?! You look the same age as me, if not younger dipshit!” Her ears pin back to her chestnut head, and her foreleg paws at the rocky ground. Her shoulders roll as she readies her wings for potential flight - not for the first time she’s glad for the replacement. Snowman shifting would be fucking worse than useless in a situation like this. “Now I’ve come to join Pangea. Who should I speak to? Cuz it clearly ain't you.” Taiga frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul … Surprisingly, despite her immaturity, Taiga is actually older than Bruise, lolol. Not by much though. RE: shut up and let me go; bruise, any - bruise - 03-15-2017 I call him the devil because he makes me want to sin
RE: shut up and let me go; bruise, any - Taiga - 03-15-2017
He laughs in her face, like she’s some foolish child having a tantrum, and her blood begins to boil. “Well la-di-fucking-dah.” Seriously, he’s going to fucking threaten her? And he has the gall to call her a brat?! Then it’s her turn to laugh. “Seriously? You’re the prince? Hah!” She breaks into peals of tinkling laughter. “Too bad it’s a title that doesn’t mean much. Means your Daddy’s important, not you!” What a joke! Now, Taiga has never been afraid a day in her life. From the moment of her birth, she’s never had reason to be afraid. Her days have been spent within the close protective circle of her family, first in the Tundra, then later on in Tephra. Her parents and even siblings have kept her close, and kept her safe. In her relatively short life, the most extreme emotion she’s ever had reason to experience is anger, and that anger had been born of jealousy and frustration, rather than fear. So when Bruise first reaches out with his thin tendrils of fear, she doesn’t recognize the emotion. Through the haze of anger she realizes that she’s suddenly starting to feel a little more uncomfortable, but she doesn’t connect it with the emotion. Not yet. She sneers at him openly as he announces his name and tells her, no orders her to say ‘please.’ She’s half tempted to walk away and not put up with this bullshit, but she can’t back down, not now. Not when she’s so close. “Taiga. And you can f-” And then her stomach seizes in an iron grip. She shifts on the spot, confused and inexplicably nervous. She’s had her emotions manipulated before - her father can induce happiness after all - but she’s so unused to the emotion of fear that she doesn’t yet recognize it for what it is. She wants to hide all of sudden, get away from this asshole, but sheer stubborn pigheadedness keeps her hooves fastened to the blasted earth. “What the fuck?” She mutters under her breath. Is she sick or something?! Taiga frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul … RE: shut up and let me go; bruise, any - bruise - 03-18-2017 I call him the devil because he makes me want to sin
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