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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    Topsy turvy {kirin/ Any}
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    Kalamity
    IT'S THE LIFE I CHOOSE

    She doesn't understand what is happening all she knows is she wants to find her sister. She wants her family. This monster calls himself family, but she remembers not feeling to comfortable around him and after their encounter she remembers feeling sore and kinda nasty. She couldn't describe it but the feeling never went away.

    She still feels... nasty this time its in that swollen belly that she can't understand how it got that way. She wanders and wanders restless, every time that she attempts to leave he seems to be there almost as if he is gaurding her, stalking maybe? She doesn't know. Just knows that she wants to be skinny and go see her sister again.

    Eventually she watches a weird wet thing drop to the ground. She glowers at it. Well you got what you wanted Kirin, I'd like to go now. She stomps her hoof not paying any attention to the little bundle blinking up at her.

    Arkane

    The blackness turns into light. She looks around the world with big blue eyes. There are strangers larger then life looming over her. Her belly hurt and she watched as others moved their lips almost expecting something from her. But she just looks at them with that blankness of no understanding.

    She shivers for a moment her hide drying with the wet sticky stuff still on her dark purple coat. It seems that she is being ignored again. So she wiggles her ears one flopping to the side as she nibbles at the sand grains.

    With a snort and a shake of her tiny head she sniffs the hooves of a winged male. Her jaw drops as she looks up at him. He looked similiar to herself. But he seemed to be quite in the same mood as the woman that was stomping her hoof. What was going on anyways?

    Destruction and Chaos
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    Messages In This Thread
    Topsy turvy {kirin/ Any} - by Kalamity - 02-04-2016, 01:24 AM
    RE: Topsy turvy {kirin/ Any} - by Kirin - 02-06-2016, 01:32 PM
    RE: Topsy turvy {kirin/ Any} - by Kalamity - 02-13-2016, 01:58 AM
    RE: Topsy turvy {kirin/ Any} - by Arkane - 02-13-2016, 01:59 AM
    RE: Topsy turvy {kirin/ Any} - by Kirin - 02-14-2016, 09:34 AM
    RE: Topsy turvy {kirin/ Any} - by Arkane - 02-16-2016, 01:11 AM



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