SUMMiN' BoUT A MAN iN BLACK;; [[OPEN]]

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somethin' bout a;;

»there's something that appeals to me, when I happen to see a snazzy man in black walking down the street that makes me wanna buy a Cadillac, get in my best Sunday clothes and stroll into town, with the top down. Wave to people as they go by, tears of happiness in their eyes. Oh what a world we'd live! Happy as clams, holding hands, loving each other 'till the end of time. When the world grows flat, boulders break from great mountains, will we know that it's time to go. Come on world! Hop in my Cadillac, let's leave this town, I hear Jacksonville's a nice place to be. Every one there's happier than you an' me. I know it sounds impossible, but it is. Innocence does exist my friends! Corruption's reign soon will end, though impossible it sounds, it isn't! There's hope on the horizon. But oh no! Eyes sewn shut struggle to fly open, but iron thread locks them closed, you wish to scream, but you just can't. You're stuck inside this dream. Clouds begin to form on the horizon, and you know that you're stuck, thunder roars, lightning flashes. Heart beats faster faster. Operation now complete, it's time to get you to your feet. Welcome to the world, little corrupted monster, it's time to start your rule little monster, the time has come, that corruption becomes number one.

»just like a dream, a horrid nightmarish dream, clouds form, wanting to burst at the seams. Chocolate brown eyes sweep the skies. Oh how rain pleases me so! Come my darlings, fall upon me, darken my pelt of gold, let your fingers run through onyx strands of hair, I want to feel you, make sure you're always gonna be right there. In goes air, scents accompany it, so clean, so...disturbingly clean. The mountain path ends here, in a grove of trees. I look back over my shoulder, this means leaving the comfort of open skies and dark shadows. Sounds like fun. One foot in front of the other, now you know you're doin' it just right. Scents of unknown origin dance around me, begging me to come play, fingers, slender fingers play upon ivory keys, their melodic music calling to me. I sway in the music, I sway in the wind. This is where my adventure really begins. I follow their trails this way and that, always coming upon nothing that grabs my attention. I can hear the storm grow closer, but now I'm wandering in lonely circles, those misleading mistresses of the forest, want me to be lost, I'm an offering to the gods, th' gods of shadows, I'm a prisoner in my own mind, screaming for escape, but no ladder I do find. I stumble around blindly in the dark, the trees, menacing trees, knotty faces twisted into expressions of hate, rage, and insanity, fingers rake across my sides, back, shoulders, neck face, soon I'm bleeding all over the place. I'm just a poor German Riding Pony, hated by the students that used to ride me, marked by humans, a brand on my hip, reminding me where I used to be. But I'm no longer there, however, this now seems just like the hell I lived in for so long. But hark! A break in the trees! Blood streams past my knees as I stumble to the waters, I need something, something to comfort me. I'm now crawling on hands and knees, they've got me begging for mercy, why won't they release me? The waters, so warm, so smooth, so comforting. Crawl in, crawl in. Blood turns pink as it dances around my body, and here comes the rain! My body halfway submerged in the waters that swirl around me, rain pounds upon my golden head, drops dripping off my darling nose. I'm your little Vampyre Valentine, nice to meet you.

«Vampyre Valentine
«645
«I like hur <3

``MAN IN BLACK

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xx The water was calm, the calm of that before a storm. She'd been her for awhile now, soaking in the crystal waters of the aquafur. The warm liquid swishing endlessly about her ankles as she stood upon the stones beneath, oh how she loved, adored, cared for the water. So many words to describe the feeling and yet so little time, the alabaster toned female gave a grunt of displeasure as her silence was interrupted by a bloody vagabond. Pretty little thing she was indeed, a deep velvet gold color stained by her own wine, oh what a messy thing she must be. She reached for the waters and the waters reached for her, calling her with a lullaby that promised a good future, the paint watched with stark blue eyes. Aware that this creature needed help as the injured minx fell into the waters, churning the silken substance into choppy waves before they died away once more into a smooth surface of milky white. Even before the rain let loose imago had begun to move towards the other mare, extending her muzzle in a friendly way, letting her know that harm would come to her no more. The rain fell under hte pressure of gravity, like apples slamming into her skull, but the black and white paint only stood there, used to the unpredictable weather of this area, for she lived here for the timebeing.

xx "come now we musn't doddle!" she chided the mare in almost a motherly way, this ability came to her naturally, through DNA, just because. Again so many ways to put it and yet at the time she could hardly care, her worries far more intent on the pitiful pony before her. Setting her mind to helping the other girl, she got down and began smoothing out the bloody hairs of the other horse. Fleshy tongue swiping repeatedly over the wounds in a gentle manner, like a mare calming her foal, for this little thing seemed half scared to death and she'd rather it not be that way. Muscles coiled as the steady curtain of rain roiled the moonwashed waters around them, hooves found a solid grip and she continued to wash her new friend.

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first post with her :3

xxx I M A G O

[ASH a ho CAN]

somethin' bout a;;

»i'd leave it all for you, but the brick walls keep closing in, so let's make a run tonight, but I’m blinded by the lights, now I hold you through forever, and I never want to let you go. If you jump I will jump too, and we will fall together from the building's ledge. We must never find our selves looking back at what we've done, but for our excuse for what we’ve done we'll say it was love, because I would die for you. This night is all we've got , so let’s drive fast until we crash into this dead end life full of sweet dreams that won't come true. So when you take that last step over the edge, I’ll follow you, I’ll follow you all the way through. Baby, let's leave this town behind and we'll race right off the cliff. If they don’t remember anything of us, at least they will remember this. It all got so mundane in this life we live. But when I’m with you I'm back again, now just take me by the hand we're close to the edge, and I fear that if I take another step without you by my side, that I’ll fall away from reality, I’ll forget what it’s all about, and soon all memories I have of you will fade away, and my blue sky will turn gray. Now tell me baby, what’s left for us to prove wrong? Because we’ve made it through everything they’ve thrown at us.

»the rain, the rain, it falls down, the rain, the rain. It washes away all the pain. Thunder, lightning. It's all so intriguing. I remember the harsh hand of man, whips, spurs, bits, girths. What horrid being they are. But I am a dark, no wimpy light. Captured from a distant herd far from where I am now, I was taken from my home, from everything I had ever known. They threw a saddle on my back, and expected me to move around like a perfect pony should. But I had spirit, I had hope, that I'd escape from hell and get back home. But they broke me, whips, spurs, chains and bits, it was all over before it began. I was locked in a battle I could not win. I was submissive but vile, throwing children, stopping cold and not moving, bucking, kicking, stomping on feet. I did it all, even in my stall. I hated the life of being tamed, I hated it, hated it. But I'm free now, there ain't no strings on me. In a place I never thought I'd ever be. Oh look, some one else is in this vicinity, I look over at her, amber eyes glaring, hating, scowl falls across my face. She's in my space. I make a move to go away from her, but she's seen me. damn. She comes over and starts licking me. I pin my ears back but tolerate it, but it doesn't last long. I haul my self from the water and let the cool rain steam on my pelt as the heated water evaporates away, I'm not a kid you know. my tone sour.

«Valentine Vampyre
«532
«BETCH SHE IS

``MAN IN BLACK

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xx She was so kind it was almost pathetic and most of the time she put the jibes behind her. Swallowing her heart and taking the pain of daggers in her chest, suffering quietly as horses laughed at her. But as she continued to run her tongue down the length of this here girls spine she was aware of the little thing coming to. The body that pressed against her tastebuds stiffened and imago suddenly lifted her pink lump of flesh and stepped back. Milky waters shifting in wavelike ripples as she moved back and away from the injured creature. The others blood sullying the pure smokey white of the pond, oh what a horrible deed had been commited to this girl but even now after the care she'd given imago was rewarded with harsh words. Wands layed back against her multi-colored skull, her muslces twitched beneath her soaking skin as she lifted her dial and glared defiantly at the horse. Used to the putrid spewings of a dark, but after she'd bothered to care for her pitiful pain she still turned round' and spat, spat like a demented cat.

xx Lids narrowed dangerously and she shot an equal look back at the golden ruffian. Perferring to stay in the warm liquid than rather be hammered on any worse by sheer rain. Imago tossed her crown and sniffed, lifting her whip like banner and shifting slightly to the side, with blunt effort she sent a shock of water at the other mare. A smirk growing devilishly on her mug as she watered it with dark plans, not something you usually saw in her but it rose every so often. Whenever a certain person came along and fed it the right thing it would rise in her chest and before long it would start to show its gruesome colors. And who's to say the lovely paint mare didnt enjoy the change of scenery now and again, but she was a light by nature and didn't intend on letting this last long. Throwing knives at the velvet pony with icey blue lanterns "oh? you coulda' fooled me!".

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WELL SO IS SHE >:3

xxx I M A G O