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Joined: Sept 2006 Posts: 23 Location: At the moon!!! :) Karma: 0 |  | King Of Darks[Open] (619 words) « Thread Started on Sept 4, 2006, 9:29am » | |
Skeleton's talons slashed at the dirt and his lean, hard muscles rippled as he powerfully cantered into the clearing. His front pistons suddenly shot forward, making his daggers bury deep into the earth, and sliding the rest of his frame to a skidding stop. Optics scanned the vast lands, while auds were pricked. Skeleton observed and listened until he was sure he was alone. His cranium swiveled on his strong neck, and he saw the sun setting in the distance. The world fell into silent darkness, pierced only by the blue moon. Skeleton's moon washed body seemed to glow in the light. He was more at home in the utter darkness of night, than anywhere else. He suddenly cried out "Welcome father moon! Your son has missed you and awaited your return." His voice echoed through the whole land... then silence fell once more.
Skeleton bathed in the moon's eerie shine for some time. He stood stock still in vigil silence, greeting the night and darkness completely. He was a ghostly white silhouette that matched only the moon in this dark world, but on the inside he was as inky black as the shadow he made from the moon's glare. Skeleton completed his ritual by lowering his nape in a bowing motion. When he started speaking his voice was raspy from the cold night's air "I've traveled for a very long time. And tonight I gave you a ceremony, father moon, because I have finally found the land I'm going to call my own. I've always been a loner, an outsider, so I have gained wisdom beyond my age. I will find a Fae loyal to me, and by her I will sire strong colts and pretty fillies...who will be the foundation of my herd!" Skeleton took a moment for the echoes of his voice to die down, he had grown louder as he had neared the end.He continued after a short while, this time his voice was low and smooth "I swear by my unknown sire and deceased dam that I will protect my herd and family... or die trying." Skeleton was not afraid of dying, he was not afraid of anything anymore, fear had been replaced by caution.
Skeleton lowered his optics to the ground, inspecting a sharp thorn that had recently fallen off a rose bush. Skeleton mumbled to himself "That's how life is, there are roses and thorns. The roses are pretty to look at, but they wither after awhile. Though when a thorns start drying up, they don't lose their sharpness...they get sharper and sharper, all the way until they're completely dry and dead." Then Skeleton came to his conclusion "I will go like a thorn." Then he though slyly "IF I go." He started normally again raising his muzzle to the sky "Great moon, pity my enemies who cross my path!" with that Skeleton bent his limbs into a laying position, then he curved his nape to leave his crown resting against his broad chest.
When he awoke in the middle of the night, Skeleton felt that he needed to mark his achievement. He stretched his flexible boa so that his muzzle could reach his rump. Before he thought about it too much, Skeleton uncovered his fangs and bit deep into the skin on his back. It bled heavily, but now Skeleton had invented his "Dark Mark" and every member of his herd would receive it upon entering, and wear it with pride. Skeleton's blood dripped onto the ground and mixed with the dirt, the land had absorbed part of him... he was now leader and brother to the land. He looked up at the sky... and lost son of the moon.
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Joined: May 2006 Posts: 60 Location: probably on the computer. Karma: 5 |  | Re: King Of Darks[Open] (619 words) « Reply #1 on Sept 5, 2006, 6:45am » | |
(do you rp Siggy on Engraved Memories?)
I think that the auditioning post is fair, but I am going to need the Queen of Darks' thought on this.
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