Finding Paradise

[shifre]

She smeared her vermilion chassi o'er the mother earth. Appendia elongating as she fled through the metallic colored green shrubs. Lebrums mouthed at the zephyr, Lampistras skimmed the terra firma, filling with swarthy water praying to find out how long she was going to be here. Going through many rejections made her heart hit rock bottom.

Emitting a melancholy rhyme from her primed tune strumpets. She was intuitive but for all the wisdom in the universe could tell her what to expect in this meeting. Prepared for the worst was her policy, for every get together always turned out the same.

Navigating her way o'er to the verdure she let her fulcrums collapse and tuck in an orderly fashion beneath her. Her orbit's lids begain to sink over her auburn stain glass windows. She breathed hard with depressionand bordom. Never feeling what if was really like to live and be loved

Bits of crackly leaves fell in a circle around her the glidded to renewed spots.It was peacefull here but held many sarrows in its novel. She could feel many faes already having their hearts destoyed here. She fliddled one last sigh then sunk into a tiny slumber.

[kakashi]

Lips parted as the stallion raced to and fro. His frolicing movements cut by the wind that lifted him from the ground. He bugled outloud, joy clean acrossed his features. He smirked and watched the doves and bitches, feeling a tug to none of them.

He watched a red 'ess, his harks perked up, she might be canidate. She seemed to be craving to leave, would she take the wind with her? He had a painted love. his pools closed slightly as he watched her. Fetlock fell over his face.

He watched her hide as it moved in the light. catching the blood of her pelt. He smirked, yet another darlking, would there be no change? He paused a moment, she wasn't that type at all, what was she? His grey blood boiled in his veins. He knew at last what she was. He would greet her as such. He watied for his chance to come in, and invite her to the lands of wind. Mug parted as he spoke out,

Well, you are a change aren't you little mare?

[shifre]

I will steal you attention like a bad outlaw.....

Smirking lethaly she rotated around and imminented devily at the egregious stygian. Seeing he had a pasted unfathomable mask that turned to a pestiferous hexed stalking down menace. projecting her skull up to the extermination principality. downthrowing her chains along her open lacerated serpitine. Assertivly Striking out at the hessian she conscripted at his uber limbs.

What have you materialize here for? I will excavate into you with my venom and you will not tumble out. I am more dominate then you think i will need to be looked up at and also discomfited down with your freash blood. You will leash no ruleing o'er me unless you show me that i can not manipulate a heassian like you.

OOC: gawd this post sucked but i am sick with scarlett fever so plz bare with me!

[kakashi]

The alabaster czar looked at the devilish angel in his midst. He snorted, canals opened ashe he breath, ribbons flicekd along his side as the stallion looked boredly at the vixen. Kakashi, Lord of wind as he were, smile at the corrupted mare. Findin her to his pleasure, very hard to handle. He snorted and pranced closure.

He spoke only a few words, but they were as strong as the wind he called his own. The mup opened, lyrics escaped, neither bad, nor good. Neither hrash nor angelic. It mearly was,

My dear vixen, you can manipulate me about as well as you can control the wind.

{I'm sorry! -hugs- Get well soon! Mine ish crappiness as well.}

[Sequin]

Banch your pathetic vocals have whipped by auds

Foolish doe, do not act as if the one of court is at your level. I dare you to speak in such a tone to me, I dare you. Piss yourself now, you have caught my attention. You are not to reply to a lord of winds command, you are to leave, NOW! Tick tock tick tock, your time is wasting away. For every moment you stand in silence, is a moment I stand in rage. Oh luck is not with you, pathetic banche. Oh look what you've done, you've made a fool of everyone. You may have had it so good, residing with this lord of wind, kaze dabbing his ability. Now, bow down to yoru ruler, bow down to your killer.

Dont make me scream
Dont make me deal
I swere
If you let a single tone slip
A tone without respect slip
Your coral slip will suddenly slip to the geo
Silencing you
Yes, silence for good

The flare of nares, towering form of ebon. A tatterd string of spun gold, gold dyed with ebon. A metalic strang dangeld around the neck of the bastard, a jewel of deep violet hung. A droplet, the searing middle riddled with a single drop of rouge, the rouge of his lady. He was bound, finalized. He had the same for the banche, his trekk home interrupted by this, of all damn things. Braces dipped in onyx churned, he did not move in silence however. Brute of wind, oh how you know of this trek. Should all fall silent, the breath ripped from your throats. Watch me closly, watch how this shit is done. Dont wait around like a sitting duck, court the lesser. Allow them to reject or accsept? No! take them by the thick locks, drag them as ragdolls, teach them who indeed is their boss. Dial was not slung low, a well defined arch held the appex at high. Labriums curled, the scent of the bruten to mask the rest. The enamels of ivory glimmerd in the pitch black, occuli of sandstone shining at same. He peirced the thick shadow, form emerging behind the nymph. Jawls opend, appex reaching the auds as he stood at the flank, directly behind he verred from. You do not attract me, do not belive this is my reason for coming.

Imp, you will learn today who your ruler is, what you are. I dare you to speak, I dare you to breath, I dare you to move. Do not utter a single tone, make your leavence now to the lands of Kaze. You are a foolish banch, do nto speak to an elemental lord as if you are an equal. Worthless filth, you are leser, LEARN IT! You fucking ignorent wordings have drawn me here! Now allow them to seace! Kakashi, control your wenches! Wenches to be!

He snapped at the aud, tearing away from the fool. He moved to the bastard, the blank glare crossing once more, the glare allowing the knees to clank, allowing the rouge to run cold. As quickly as he came the mass of ebon drifted away, gone.

[kakashi]

Now you've done it
You've gotten his attention
I tried to be nice
i tried to be fair
But you took the hard route didn't you?
Now we will both have to pay for this
Possibly in flesh and blood

The alabaster stallion titled his crown back, he felt somethng touch the wind, something was coming nearer to them. his wipcords lifted free of him as he arched his neck, his ribbons fell down his seprentine in graceful arks. The czar, ruker of wind, watched as the devil stallion entered, he felt him. Tines slapped at the ground as fear presented it'self. Any wise czar, or lady would be afraid.

He lifted his pools fromthe ground, his fear tucked away, he wouldn't speak of that, nor think it. As Kemor was more than just king of them all. He was God in essance. The grey stallion, of mustang heritage lfited his banner and swished it. he took a hesitant glance at the vixen, pools steeled with anger.

That anger fueled him to speak rashly, to speak coldy. His lips parted, anger spewed forth before the Mighty One could even utter his wrath, er, preasence. The smoke stallion lifted clear as he lashed out at the vixen, tines slashed in front of her, fury blaze,

Damn bitch! Had you come sooner the Lord wouldn't be here! Damn your breath, you come, or you die!

He spoke to the vixen as he landed back on the ground. The ribbons fluttered as he summon his wind around him. his pelt danced as the phantom wind flicked along his back. He looked to Kemor as the un-dead stallion entered. He bugled shrilly, fore-pillars lifted up. but not in threat. Greeting.

He turned as the Czar over them all spoke. he listened to the guttral tones, the harsh vocabulary. Kakashi took in his words, his advice. He nodded his crown. Looking at Kemor, he snorted, white head dipped and kisser touched his chest. He spoke again, aiming his reply at Kemor.

I shall do with my bitches what ever I wish to do! Allow them to run about frolicing in the light, or torment then in the darkness with threats pain. What I with my wenches is no concern of yours Kemor! She will learn her place. and learn it well.

With a flick of his banner, the whtie stallion turned and looked pointedly at the vixen, who hadn't even had a chance to name herself. The Friend of Wind stood still, pale pelt sweltered in the weather. He watched the vixen, lyrics reached back towards her,

I go now, follow or die bitch.

He warned her. with a nod of his wegde, he bowed to Kemor, then tucked his tail, bucked out and bolted off, wind in his mane.

[Sequin]

Pathetic brute
All is my concern
The air you breath
Mine
The sod your stand on
Mine
The wenches you chase after
Mine
Pathetic brute
Such a shame you cannot hold your tounge

The words of the alabastar hessian struck the auds like a whip, the squabbleing finding its way back to him of course. Oh dear, such a shame. For the cat has indeed released your tounge, has indeed allowed it to flop as it wishes. Now you may learn the meaning of do not speak, do not breath, do not move. You have passed my test once, you passed it with flying colors. Oh but now you have failed, so miserably you have fallen. Do you think my pause in speach was an invite for your words to spill? No! Infantile, infantile behavior. You say it is none of my concern what you allow your wenches to do? Have your forgotten? I wrote that line, shut the fuck up now. All is my concern....You will know this.

Such a shame how tides change
Such a shame how times follow
Such a shame you are so hollow
Unable to collect my blunt warning
Such a shame I will force you to roll and gravel

The brute stopped, a feral hiss of warning darting through the thick foliage. Occuli of the bastard churned to a seering rouge, the smog of black filling the air. The stone of binding was the cause, the thick black allow not a drop of light to make its way through the greenery. A turn formed, the turn allowing his wake to spread before the bastard. Should he even turn? Should he even go back adn waste his time? Oh yes he should, the foolish needs to learn when to hold ones tounge. You think I would not hear your words in reply? I hear all, all. Nothing can slip under, over or around. You say your wench will learn her place, learn it well. Well it seems two may learn it today, perhapse my wordings were not only of the doe. Dear dear Kakashi, I hope you enjoy your trip.

Lets see how it feels to have your lungs crushed
Lets see how it feels
Who is up first?
Hmm you over there
Can you feel the boa constricting
Preparing to eat you whole
Of course you can
Just a tad tighter
Just a tad tighter
I can see you turn blue.

Appex snapped to the side, a lung taken upon the brutes being. He watched the fool leave, watched it with great precision. You will feel it soon mongrel, lets cast a sinful spell upon your hide. Oh yes, can you feel it now? Jawls parted, form rising upon the geo.

Kakshi Kakashi
All is my consern
But now you are my concern
You feel your barrel tightening
The wind taken from your lungs
How long can you stand it
Does it feel good?
Like you are drowing in the shallows
The fat bully holding your head down
Your knees shall shake
A quak eof hell
Now tell me when is and what isnt my concern
Wench follow along
Kakashi
You now hold my spell
All mentioned taking your toll
I hear you tumble
Weeze and choke
Now its time for the spell to croak
The wind to return
Return only when it feels
I hope you enjoyed my play
I hope you relized your fate


x Kemor has left, Kakashi lmao sry, mouthing off is a no no.

[shifre]

Snapping a chuckle out to both of these bastards she whipped her shull up discombobulating it. Hexing a glare to both of them she was pissed as she would ever be this was not her place she needed a concetration camp not a harem to be treated lovingly! Warm blood flew from her nasle caverns, glaring a venomous look up at kakashi she flug her right uper lims dagger out at his lower limb. Missing it on perpous but wanting to tamper with blood to be had from him. Smirking at him she hissed blowing warm lethal venom fluid about letting his plop to the quagmire out of her stiched together lebrums that bleed through easily. She screamed a laugh at Kakashi for beinf yelled at for hios doings.

Damed bastard i will shadow you till i find out what you will really treat me like. Iwill need to be tamed with your whip and beaten like you have never done before.

Tuning to Kakashi she flug her whip cord up at his shull front veiw disgusted at him chewing out the both of them. You are a Pesant bastard and i am a mere hore dont let this mean you have a concerning o'er me!

Slashing her carcass by Kakashi's side she layed her defuncitated blood soaked head 'pon his back that had mant open wounds avalible to suck blood from. She then whispered a deathly tune into his thorns.

Intense heat, burning my outer shell.
Hot is this damnatious place called Hell
Demons and serpents all part of the fray
They laugh at the resident's pain, torture and dismay

High atop throne sits the Devil himself
Surrounded by bones of the evils he's dealt
His body was of perfection, just right in every way
No sharp nails, long horns, and tails like everyone else might say

His walk was not that of a hurried pace
His hair was kept neat, as well as his face
His skin was tanned, not red like cut meat
And he walked though the fires with no soles on his feet

As he approached, he took my hand
And through his garments I could see what made him a man
I quickly returned my eyes to his face
Only to discover on me, his eyes in the same place

A gesture was made and I was disrobed
My body now freezing from eyes that stared cold
He looked me over and seemed to be pleased
Inside he must have chuckled at all my evil misdeeds

He laid me down upon the ground
And from the mouths of every cretin there was not a sound
His first kiss, burn like fire upon my chest
I knew from that point on he would handle the rest

As he filled me, my insides burned with fire
Warm gases then lifted us up, higher and higher
High above his fiery realm, his silence broke
And I will never forget the words he spoke

His words onto me were: "This shall be my finest day."
And I thought to myself: "Who would ever think of the Devil being gay?"
As time went on and the feelings did too
Who would think that he almost said, "I love you"?

I then awoke, thanks to my noble stead
Rubbing my head from which I bleed
I must have hit it while ridding trough the wood
Punishment for thinking thoughts that no mortal should

As I steady my horse
I thought, it must have been a dream of course
And this I thought, until my garments I did part
Only to find the burned impression of lips upon my heart

[kakashi]

ooc|| ^^ I'll post back. Kakashi was in a bit of trouble with Kemor. Eh Eh. Luff the post by the way!

[Sequin]

ooc: u better include ur oh so painful punishment lmao, oh and post as ori in w/e im gonna reply as i leave to judge the fight.

[kakashi]

ooc|| -grins- Kakashi ish in for a /world/ of hurt...poor Ori...too cocky...^^

[Sequin]

ooc: yesh yesh, now post poop face, Kemor doesnt hold a grudge though.

[Poor Sick Shifre]

OOC: taps foot come on kakashi whats up with you? have time to come on and post OOC posts but not one for me devil child 'quine?

[kakashi]

Tines slashed at the ground as the stallion looked at the vixen, then at Kemor. He felt the ir taken from him, he felt the pain course through his body as the Lord punished him. He screamed softly, pain eraticated his every step.

The Wind stallion fell to his knees. Pools closed against the pain, the stallion stood as the pain left him. he snorted and stood, body spasming from the pain.

He listened to the vixen, harks pulled towards her. He listened as her lyrics came at him, ryme layed over them as the vixen spoke. He snorted and replied, touching her gently, Well, we'd better go. He said softly, ribs still hurtinga s his voice rasped out.

ooc] Eh...bad post. Muse must've run away again.

[Shifre w da Flue]

She sorted and turned from this hued porcelian canvas wrapped stygian. She was emitted a horid laugh as she watched in pleasure of his wincing pain. such a dishonoring brute to the lord aren't you? she padded o'er to his side and layed her bergundy stained dream box 'pon his hunches. she grabbed excitidly at his smoke slaked chains lipping at them constantly. she snorted a rythm of of dominating snorts. She would not forget his promise to her for she could rule o'er him other wise he could tame her with his flesh ripping whip.

[blah short but had to reply]