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Post by Tazzin on Apr 17, 2013 20:12:28 GMT -7
 Hav e you heard, of the story?. The story of the Tainted Lady??. She wasnt quite the lady, but tainted she was. She had been known before around Helladius as the Devils Miss, a brute who was feared by all and any. A brute colder then satin himself, but soon he had disappeared, and then. The Tainted Lady really allowed her colors to show, she roamed the lands, harassing every breathing creature she could, one leading a rouge band, before deciding to go her own way. The Tainted Lady was known as Tainted Love. A painted mutt who had been birthed neutral but instinctively grew cold and dark, she was a player. A well wise player who knew what she was doing, she wasnt one to crossed the wrong path with, all thinks to the brute who had stolen her heart and locked the key away.... Not even her offspring deserve or received the love, affection, and attention this brute got from the ruthless mare.
Muscles ripped beneath the mud covered shaggy pelt, half of the broad body was shedded, while the other half was still within its winter shag. She stopped, grunting. She mare lowered herself closer towards mother earth, laying there. Ears perked, she listened. Whispers in the wind, voices in the dark, even the earth beneath her spoke of the legend, of the tale from the tainted lady. She smirked, rolling from side to side, she rubbed the itch from her back, rising. Taint shook the assist dirt from her coat and stood there, wicked mind thought. Clever thoughts run across her mind as she looked around at the other lonely equines. Was she lonely? Nah, not really. She was actually quit contenct now that she had welcomed herself back within these grounds, and now that she knew. There was not one brute who would control, tame, or claim her presents anymore......
Yawning, she moved closer and closer to a new, young mother. Ears pinned flat against her skull, baring her teeth. The paint charged, chasing bother dam and foal, watching as they fleed with fear, she chuckled. Sliding to a hault, the mare turned her crown. Ears perked, she could hear them, hear someone behind her " dont you know its not nice to hide from your challenge" she hissed. Twin towers that were once perked, flattened against her skull once more, baring those pearly whites, she walked towards the scent of the other "ill only warn you once, show yourself.." she paused "or pay with serious consequences" she hissed once more
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Post by royalpain13 on Apr 18, 2013 23:31:27 GMT -7
He gave a rough chuckle and shook his crown at the volatile summons from the ebonite and white maiden of sorts. Stepping from the shadows, his great gray body shifted under the limited light offered by less coverage. His twin towers peaked towards her, dark almost black brown eyes dancing with mirth though the rest of him remained expressionless. "Now is that any way to greet an old friend, Tainted, my dearest?" he bobbed his proud, spanish head on strong, bowed neck.
His body was everything a stallion should be with strong, angled shoulders into powerful legs and rounded, deep hindquarters with a majestic low set tail. He was thick and rippled with muscles each time he moved. Proud neck arched he flared charcoal nostrils with a deep breath, his pink lower lip dropping and curling into a sneer at her. "I would imagine it's hard to forget a face like mine, Tainted lady mine. You and I both know now that you won't be able to defeat me darling. Now come along, tell me what you have been up to in my absence?"
"Or would you rather get on about possibly reviving Sanity and bringing the world back to the order it should have always been?" he swished his stained banner against his lightly dappled gray-white hind quarters and tilted his head at her, bemused with her antics. His eyes shifted to observe the retreating mare and her colt before returning unconcerned to the bi-toned mare of his past once more. |
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Post by Tazzin on Apr 19, 2013 6:45:09 GMT -7
Hazel chestnut obs studying the figure coming forth upon her. Ears slowly retracing from their formal stance, she knew who he was, only stood as if she didnt. What was she suppose to say?. Was she suppose to leap with joy... happiness 'cause the brute who once ruled Helladius was back.. no!. She stood there talk, mind thinking for a moment before allowing a soft grin appear on her lips "well well." she started off. She wanted to let him hear of everything she had been threw, all the sh*t she put up with. But Tainted held herself back "my sweet itd take days to tell you everything" she hissed. Arching her nape, the mare took a step closer towards him. Banner switched, cracking against her hindquarters.
" Sanity" she paused, chuckling for a moment " even more chaos shall arise now." she finished. Her lryics faded as she looked off to the distance. Her obs were cold, lifeless. The mare had almost felt as if the world had taken everything from her. Taint had been unsure if she was even maybe to be half the mare she use to be, only now. With the appearance of her friend.... possibly be twice the mare, with age comes wisdom. She looked back towards him, grunting. This was going to be fun. Though she held a hatred towards him, his disappearance anyways, and all equine kinds... My dear Taint could over come any optical in her path and come out as a winner.
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Post by royalpain13 on Apr 19, 2013 18:19:43 GMT -7
"Then days I have to spare, Tainted Love, it has been far too long since either of us conversed." he dipped his head though everyhting about him from tone to body language to eyes said that he couldn't give a damn what hell she had been through in his absence. After all, it wasn't his job to keep up with those that could not keep up with him. "I believe the borders are calling you back, Tainted. Would you honor them by being the Queen you were meant to be all along?"
He watched her approach that single step, his expression impassive as he straightened and waitched, harks aware and listening for her next voice to stir the air. It would be sorely dissappointing if she said no. Perhaps he could drag her kicking and screaming back to Sanity. But something about the acknowledgement she offered his prior vocals had him prepared to welcome her home, though much had changed about the twisted, gnarled world in his absence. "There is much to be discussed and more still to be ravaged and destroyed."
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Post by Tazzin on Apr 21, 2013 16:18:26 GMT -7
Snorting harshly, the mare acted as if she did not even hear his words. Turning from him, banner switched. Mind pondered for a moment, the witch knew she could be the mare she needed, nonetheless she knew the Queens position fit her well. Twin towers perked for a moment, nape arched, turning. Looking over her shoulders, optics looked the brute up and down. It was time she became wicked, time she caused the heartache, and chaos he should have caused a long long time ago.
Muscles ripped beneath her pelt, turning to face him once more "then what are we waiting for" she hissed, Lyrics not so kindly this time. Shed ignore the past, ignore all that the old memories, and she would give the world the side of Taint that they wished they had never messed with. It was time for this mare to get back into the saddle and become the wicked queen. This rather excited her, though the future and what was to come would be a surprise to her later on.
ooc: ugh! still rusty!!! lol
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Post by royalpain13 on Apr 28, 2013 13:16:45 GMT -7
How bowed to her and for once there was no hint of mockery in the gesture, before turning and leading the way back to his borders in silence, proud, thick, spanish neck arched and flexed as his shoulders and hips rolled with wound taut muscles, each leg propelling him as though for a battle. The world was about to wish it had never been born and with the keenly bitter tone on her last words he was only all too certain that this were true.
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