Title: No Music For She...
Description: dark dove, of pure evil and beauty...
Description: dark dove, of pure evil and beauty...
dream - September 27, 2007 12:09 AM (GMT)
a c a p e l l a
And no, none of it's true cuz I never knew you;
and now the truth of it is, is I wanna be like you,,
So hello, good friend, I wanna be next to you...
For my head, for my heart, for whats true.
myframe
beneath the wandering branches of the lively willow tree, i lay. My pelt of soot and ashen, contrasts display by simple beauty. I am exotic and wanted, alone and hurt, but why should any care. Tiara of obvious femine class, is home to my lovley lookers of azure. Though i have fallen from my prime, taken from my phantasy i cannot seem to find the real me. Alone i lay, here to stay as far away from my home that was. As i lay protected in the depths of the tree i can hear the outside world around me, wind sweet and soft blows a small shower of rain hits the lands gently and a horrible feeling of despair falls over mer. It is early in the morn, the sun has yet to rise, and even in the slight darkness i have no fear for they can take nothing more from me. Long banner, of thick silken cords is lashed over me, with the rain comes the bloodsuckers, they hide under the canopy feeding from me. Such discomfort i can not take, and slowey i rise to all four daggers. 3 dark and one light, they hightlight my mood greatly, as i walk from under the branches a cool mist hits me. Tiara is low, held in my frame for i am no longer the queen pride does not rush through me. I am not certain where i be, everything light looks the same to me, the rain cleans my pelt of striking allure. My past as a dark was pure, i had the sass and the class. My frame of feminie curves and gorgeous color was perfect, but my greatest attraction were my eyes, in the icyest shade of blue the looks i gave were assasinating. Even now i as moved at a slow walk over the grounds, one can see the perfection in me, i pleasure my self or no other, my gait is not its usual prance, that i left with my home. I looked around, no quines were close this was helpful for me, the last thing i wanted was some ass wanting me to hear thier sob story. My shadow was cast as the morning sun rose, the rain continued to sprinkle down from the heavens. Auds pinned my tiara held a slight grimmace, but no other emmotion was shown, my usually displaying optics were holes of nothing on this gloomy day...
Over a hill and down a slope i pick up a jog, fighting off my usual prance tiara still rests tucked to my chest. I come to a stream, daggers leave tracks in the mud as my lips are parted to drink, slightly parched i enjoy the cool liquid, as i drink my frame sinks now ankle deep in the mud i pull back rearing up my foredaggers are free, upon landing my frame twists real quick and scrambles up the slope to saftey, alone i stand with a view of the lands, the rythm of the rain is all i have with me...
[=]wonders slowley
mymind
the mornings pastimes were not to my standards, the leisurly walk for such folly i never had time. My lover was always with me, through our castle of marble and stone we walked, the mud had never tried to eat me. If i closed my eyes and though real hard i could hear the sound of ones daggers as they pranced down my hall, the sound of marble to hoof was breath taking. As i looked out over these lands, i realised nothing made sense to me, my dark temptations to draw ones blood after a false move had gone, my constant sass had been lost. Perhaps it fell with my castles walls, all my life i had been a prized possesion desired by at least one, and now as i looked over this land with not a stud in sight i cannot wonder why this was sinned upon me. The rain is faster now, and so is my broken heart, forepilllars sore i sink to my knees of ebony and ivory. On the slope i lay, and in the tall grass i sway. The rain is cold but i dont care, for so is my heart. Wind picks up my contrasting tassels sending them about, i know back home i could not lie alone without looking for others, but this was a new place and unfortunatly a new me. As i looked down to the stream i thought i saw another, but it was my mind playing a trick, his golden pelt will never be forgotten and the pain he caused will be with me forever. Slight anger pulses through me, but i forget it in a moment, i no longer desire to rip someone apart, i just dont have it in my heart.
[=]thinks back
myvocals
to myself i humm, to take up the lonleyness.
I hear no other music around me,
acapella is my name and right now
i live true to that, i have no others
no music to help me...
[=]sing quietly
andhere
laying pon the slope with the rain falling down, a shiver runs down my spine, but this is all oblivious to me i have my mind in another place, of shadows and perfection built of marbles and stone, never to be broken. I wish not speak of my sobstory, and no stud shall get anything from me, all alone singing in the rain i lay.
Contrasting hide, i am of perfect beauty, broken and battered all alone
the perfect tragedy,
the loss of a home.
laugh all you want, but have you ever tried to live like me?
[=]without the music
ooc: ignore the fact tht that post is very neutral like, its old and i dont have any clue on how to start this so i am just using this, she gets darker i promise lol
And no, none of it's true cuz I never knew you;
and now the truth of it is, is I wanna be like you,,
So hello, good friend, I wanna be next to you...
For my head, for my heart, for whats true.
myframe
beneath the wandering branches of the lively willow tree, i lay. My pelt of soot and ashen, contrasts display by simple beauty. I am exotic and wanted, alone and hurt, but why should any care. Tiara of obvious femine class, is home to my lovley lookers of azure. Though i have fallen from my prime, taken from my phantasy i cannot seem to find the real me. Alone i lay, here to stay as far away from my home that was. As i lay protected in the depths of the tree i can hear the outside world around me, wind sweet and soft blows a small shower of rain hits the lands gently and a horrible feeling of despair falls over mer. It is early in the morn, the sun has yet to rise, and even in the slight darkness i have no fear for they can take nothing more from me. Long banner, of thick silken cords is lashed over me, with the rain comes the bloodsuckers, they hide under the canopy feeding from me. Such discomfort i can not take, and slowey i rise to all four daggers. 3 dark and one light, they hightlight my mood greatly, as i walk from under the branches a cool mist hits me. Tiara is low, held in my frame for i am no longer the queen pride does not rush through me. I am not certain where i be, everything light looks the same to me, the rain cleans my pelt of striking allure. My past as a dark was pure, i had the sass and the class. My frame of feminie curves and gorgeous color was perfect, but my greatest attraction were my eyes, in the icyest shade of blue the looks i gave were assasinating. Even now i as moved at a slow walk over the grounds, one can see the perfection in me, i pleasure my self or no other, my gait is not its usual prance, that i left with my home. I looked around, no quines were close this was helpful for me, the last thing i wanted was some ass wanting me to hear thier sob story. My shadow was cast as the morning sun rose, the rain continued to sprinkle down from the heavens. Auds pinned my tiara held a slight grimmace, but no other emmotion was shown, my usually displaying optics were holes of nothing on this gloomy day...
Over a hill and down a slope i pick up a jog, fighting off my usual prance tiara still rests tucked to my chest. I come to a stream, daggers leave tracks in the mud as my lips are parted to drink, slightly parched i enjoy the cool liquid, as i drink my frame sinks now ankle deep in the mud i pull back rearing up my foredaggers are free, upon landing my frame twists real quick and scrambles up the slope to saftey, alone i stand with a view of the lands, the rythm of the rain is all i have with me...
[=]wonders slowley
mymind
the mornings pastimes were not to my standards, the leisurly walk for such folly i never had time. My lover was always with me, through our castle of marble and stone we walked, the mud had never tried to eat me. If i closed my eyes and though real hard i could hear the sound of ones daggers as they pranced down my hall, the sound of marble to hoof was breath taking. As i looked out over these lands, i realised nothing made sense to me, my dark temptations to draw ones blood after a false move had gone, my constant sass had been lost. Perhaps it fell with my castles walls, all my life i had been a prized possesion desired by at least one, and now as i looked over this land with not a stud in sight i cannot wonder why this was sinned upon me. The rain is faster now, and so is my broken heart, forepilllars sore i sink to my knees of ebony and ivory. On the slope i lay, and in the tall grass i sway. The rain is cold but i dont care, for so is my heart. Wind picks up my contrasting tassels sending them about, i know back home i could not lie alone without looking for others, but this was a new place and unfortunatly a new me. As i looked down to the stream i thought i saw another, but it was my mind playing a trick, his golden pelt will never be forgotten and the pain he caused will be with me forever. Slight anger pulses through me, but i forget it in a moment, i no longer desire to rip someone apart, i just dont have it in my heart.
[=]thinks back
myvocals
to myself i humm, to take up the lonleyness.
I hear no other music around me,
acapella is my name and right now
i live true to that, i have no others
no music to help me...
[=]sing quietly
andhere
laying pon the slope with the rain falling down, a shiver runs down my spine, but this is all oblivious to me i have my mind in another place, of shadows and perfection built of marbles and stone, never to be broken. I wish not speak of my sobstory, and no stud shall get anything from me, all alone singing in the rain i lay.
Contrasting hide, i am of perfect beauty, broken and battered all alone
the perfect tragedy,
the loss of a home.
laugh all you want, but have you ever tried to live like me?
[=]without the music
ooc: ignore the fact tht that post is very neutral like, its old and i dont have any clue on how to start this so i am just using this, she gets darker i promise lol
Spirit Dancer - September 27, 2007 12:49 AM (GMT)
The changes in the temperature, from my icy mountain home, to here, had began to irritate me. But I'd endure the irritation to begin expanding my herd.
Thankfully, the sun was hidden behind the clouds - though it didn't hide my blood red pelt from anyone or anything. My hooves tredded upon the earth, silented by the grass and the thick feathering on my hocks. Coal black occuli stared out blankly from underneath my equally black, but immensily thick, forlock and mane. My stare and my stance showed I was obviously bored, or equally uncaring.
Eventually, my wandering gaze finds the outlines of a lone equine. Diverting my path towards the loner, their scent soon wavers into my nares, and revealing their gender. The smell was certainly different; from the weak vapors of Eagle's, Regret's, and my past lady's own. I stop once I've gotten close enough, though I don't bother to hide the scars over my right half-blind eye or the ones scattered across my muscle scuplted bode. I no longer cared for my appearance.
"'Ello, lass. I am Vladimir Dracula, King of Exotic Mountains," I continue, my voice booming out like thunder, naturally, though my voice is burdened by my accent.
[x] Eep. A premade, but it's easiest for me. xD [/x]
dream - September 27, 2007 03:17 AM (GMT)
a c a p e l l a
And no, none of it's true cuz I never knew you;
and now the truth of it is, is I wanna be like you,,
So hello, good friend, I wanna be next to you...
For my head, for my heart, for whats true.
lying silently, i felt large vibrations move under me. Mass of silken forelock covered the cold hard occuli i owned, look of anger and hate was plastered to the velveteen rosen maw. Auds pinned my frame scrambled to stand, legs long and strong held myself in the falling rain, it seemed to let up abit and as my frame of muscle and beauty shivered i was slightly releaved. Tiara dropped into frame as i looked about, my optics scanned the shadowed horizon. Taking afew steps i found myself looking to the sky, the rain had ceased all togeather. Grin was worn for the first time in what seemed like aged, pretty pelt was damp from the rain but as it glistened i knew the effect was dazzeling, raindrops were still visible on my facade, smile was worn as i looked about and the dagger falls grew stronger. My calm breathing was a cloud in the air, white mist flew from my pink rose nares. Ivories were ground as i let out a small snort, cleaning my vocals i shook my tiara, foredagger played with the grass before me, bored out of ones mind i was upset about the past, but as dark as i was as heartless and hurt i would not dwell pon such a stupid error. I was young, gorgeous strong and dark, what more would a hellion want. Hopefully i could use my assets to gain a high ranking, i would be no slave no toy. The large stud came into my view, other vixens would have trembled in his presence, i glared at him a deathly glare it almost spoke daring him to fuck with me. His words hit my auds in a large accented tone, auds pinned i shook my dreambox. Tassels flew long and unruly yet silken and perfectly matching the rest of me, snorts were dropped once more, my tiara still held in its usual pretty frame, oculli glared out from under thick silken locks of ebon and ivory. Kissers parted as if to speak but i waited a moment shifting slightly wondering what the large bulked stud thought of me. Lashes flickered trying to catch his optics, auds perked for a moment as my breath was a small silver fog, the chilled air was not made for me. Pelt thine but quite weather proof was failing for a shiver ran down my spine...
"acapellas the name"
I liked to play this game, mess with thier minds make them think i already knew this brute was pleanty strong for me. His large frame and thick blood were certain, feathers pon his large daggers were thick and caught my eye. His pelt of red blood was a contrast to my own, almost highlighting me as i faced him. His statue towered over me, standing in his shadow i still felt no fear, smaller and more aglie i was almost certain speed and stanima would favour me. Large bulk of his was strong but i was certain slower than my own. Muscled well with feminie curves i had many assets to me. Optics cold looked to him, wondering what this mighty place he ruled be, was it the darks kingdom oh how i hoped so it would give me a chance to become a queen again, for my auds pained to hear the sound of my daggers pon the shimmering marbled floors. My reflection on the shinning palace walls, smirk was worn. No matter whom was his queen i would challenge the bitch but fist i needed to see what this large stud thought of me, for his next words would decide it all, i honestly hoped the large brute was smitten with me, drawn in by my looks and caught by my dark persona and sly mouth, it was how it usually went but a stud of his kind i had never met so perhaps his standards were different...
ooc: gah srry lame post!!
And no, none of it's true cuz I never knew you;
and now the truth of it is, is I wanna be like you,,
So hello, good friend, I wanna be next to you...
For my head, for my heart, for whats true.
lying silently, i felt large vibrations move under me. Mass of silken forelock covered the cold hard occuli i owned, look of anger and hate was plastered to the velveteen rosen maw. Auds pinned my frame scrambled to stand, legs long and strong held myself in the falling rain, it seemed to let up abit and as my frame of muscle and beauty shivered i was slightly releaved. Tiara dropped into frame as i looked about, my optics scanned the shadowed horizon. Taking afew steps i found myself looking to the sky, the rain had ceased all togeather. Grin was worn for the first time in what seemed like aged, pretty pelt was damp from the rain but as it glistened i knew the effect was dazzeling, raindrops were still visible on my facade, smile was worn as i looked about and the dagger falls grew stronger. My calm breathing was a cloud in the air, white mist flew from my pink rose nares. Ivories were ground as i let out a small snort, cleaning my vocals i shook my tiara, foredagger played with the grass before me, bored out of ones mind i was upset about the past, but as dark as i was as heartless and hurt i would not dwell pon such a stupid error. I was young, gorgeous strong and dark, what more would a hellion want. Hopefully i could use my assets to gain a high ranking, i would be no slave no toy. The large stud came into my view, other vixens would have trembled in his presence, i glared at him a deathly glare it almost spoke daring him to fuck with me. His words hit my auds in a large accented tone, auds pinned i shook my dreambox. Tassels flew long and unruly yet silken and perfectly matching the rest of me, snorts were dropped once more, my tiara still held in its usual pretty frame, oculli glared out from under thick silken locks of ebon and ivory. Kissers parted as if to speak but i waited a moment shifting slightly wondering what the large bulked stud thought of me. Lashes flickered trying to catch his optics, auds perked for a moment as my breath was a small silver fog, the chilled air was not made for me. Pelt thine but quite weather proof was failing for a shiver ran down my spine...
"acapellas the name"
I liked to play this game, mess with thier minds make them think i already knew this brute was pleanty strong for me. His large frame and thick blood were certain, feathers pon his large daggers were thick and caught my eye. His pelt of red blood was a contrast to my own, almost highlighting me as i faced him. His statue towered over me, standing in his shadow i still felt no fear, smaller and more aglie i was almost certain speed and stanima would favour me. Large bulk of his was strong but i was certain slower than my own. Muscled well with feminie curves i had many assets to me. Optics cold looked to him, wondering what this mighty place he ruled be, was it the darks kingdom oh how i hoped so it would give me a chance to become a queen again, for my auds pained to hear the sound of my daggers pon the shimmering marbled floors. My reflection on the shinning palace walls, smirk was worn. No matter whom was his queen i would challenge the bitch but fist i needed to see what this large stud thought of me, for his next words would decide it all, i honestly hoped the large brute was smitten with me, drawn in by my looks and caught by my dark persona and sly mouth, it was how it usually went but a stud of his kind i had never met so perhaps his standards were different...
ooc: gah srry lame post!!
sassaboo - September 27, 2007 07:14 PM (GMT)
(( O.O That's what you consider a lame post? Though her way of speaking is a bit confusing and shakespearian))
Spirit Dancer - September 27, 2007 09:08 PM (GMT)
[x] Yurr, very true. xD THough I can't really see where she speaks..So could you put the quotation marks, " ", around her speech, please? [/x]
dream - September 28, 2007 03:06 AM (GMT)
ooc: yea its not my strongest of posts thrown togeather lmao, thre i put quotations and its bolded i switched it around alot less confussing i will back off the shakespearin speaking lol its just me my first rp horse ever talked like that and i have always mixed it around like that lol but i confuss myself sometimes, i hope thats better...
Spirit Dancer - September 29, 2007 02:40 AM (GMT)
Whatever plans the lass had, they'd have to wait a bit. It'd take time for a mare to worm her way into this vampire's cold, lasonic heart. Time that would eventually run short - with my herd growing, and such.
"A pleasure, Acapella," I reply with a dip of my immense diadem, audda flickering back into my thick, unruly jet black locks.
- UNFINISHED -
"A pleasure, Acapella," I reply with a dip of my immense diadem, audda flickering back into my thick, unruly jet black locks.
- UNFINISHED -