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Post by ♥ A R i E L A on Jan 1, 2008 11:29:10 GMT -5
Some play a deadly game
Some live in shelter
She smirked as she entered the lands at a lazy swagger, her tiara held high and proud just like it always was. Sometimes, the only way to win was to never back down. True, she thought it all was a game... something you played to win and if you lost to death, well, sucked to be you. Don't be a sore loser. That was how her life had been, at the very least. The flighty idiot of a mother and her thousands of mates... won and rejected like old gloves. That was how she treated her daughter, too. When she was a cute, lovable little girl, everyone loved her, including her mother. But times changed, and soon Roulette was 'in her mother's way'.
Her mother's way of winning the game? Maybe. But that didn't matter anymore. She was staring again, throwing out the old game, the game that was so painfully impossible to win and starting again. Maybe she would win the game of love... a game she'd never played before. Maybe she would end up just like her mother. Yeah right, she thought with a smirk. With a sigh, she gazed over the hillside, alone. Would she ever win the game?
But to me it's all the same
Life's but a gamble.
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 11:33:55 GMT -5
Numaric Light cantered into the claiming lands, seeking love. A spark of a ruby colored pelt cought his eye and he trotted over to greet her. Greetings, M'lady. How are you on this fine day?
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Post by echoeddreams on Jan 1, 2008 12:15:04 GMT -5
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[F] l a m m a b l e [J] u s t i c eA pale stag walked into the land. His head was held high, so he had a view of the faes. There were many, ruby, chocolate, midnight, pale, painted, grey and cream. He smiled, one fae of a ruby colour caught his eye. He loped over, but already a stag was there. He didn't give up hope. No point. Or he would never of got this far in life. Out of his maw a neigh went. Greetings, I blessed Flammable Justice. I would be intruiged to know your name as you look amazing, orbs and cloak and I'm sure you yourself are lovely
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 12:16:17 GMT -5
Numaric Light saw the pale stag walk in. He would have prefered to be alone in trying to woo tisi mare. Well, life isn't always how you want it.
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Post by echoeddreams on Jan 1, 2008 12:19:31 GMT -5
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Post by ♥ A R i E L A on Jan 1, 2008 12:20:56 GMT -5
Roulette smiled at the dappled stallion as he greeted her, and readied herself to reply when another stag entered the lands and greeted her. She couldn't help smiling at Flammable Justice's words, but she knew he was probably just trying to trick her. Trick her into thinking he cared... anyway, Roulette was never one to fall for flattery. She looked to see what was really inside... that was how you won the game of love.
Thank you.
She said, turning to Flammable Justice and letting the corners of her mouth rise ever so slightly. She then turned to the first stallion and said briskly.
I'm fine.
That was right. Give nothing away, get nothing back. That was how she liked to play, at least so far.
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 12:23:13 GMT -5
Numaric Light couldn't help but smile at this mare's brusque tones. Admiration flashed across his orbs.
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Post by echoeddreams on Jan 1, 2008 12:29:22 GMT -5
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 12:36:37 GMT -5
Numaric Light listened, although he didn't ask, he wanted to know the mare's name.
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Post by Reflection on Jan 1, 2008 12:37:51 GMT -5
The stag watched overhead on the snow covered hill, looking about the mare's. suddenly a unique mare caught his glance. there were already two stallions courting her, but he decided to try anyway. He galloped down the hill, only to skid at the bottom and get himself completely covered in snow. He laughed briskly, and then continued towards the mare. When he reached her he shook himself lightly to remove some of the snow from him, only to result in getting some on the mare. he laughed apologically and then looked to the mare and spoke Greetings. I apologize for getting snow on you, but when I ran down that hill I didn't expect to skid at the end, and get covered in the stuff, and when I shook, I should've been more aware. he laughed once again and continued Still, It was a fun expirience! Anyway, I am dubbed Unbroken Soul, but most call me soul. And I would be most honored to know the name of which you are called. His blue orbs sparkled in good nature, and laughter. The skid down the hill, had most definently been fun.......
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Post by ♥ A R i E L A on Jan 1, 2008 12:39:37 GMT -5
She gave nothing back but a little smirk. Well, at least he hopes I'm happy... she thought Whatever that means... she gave him an eye roll and considered what move to make next.
I don't particularly feel like blessing anyone with my name right now.
She said, giving him another smirk. This was how she played, like it or not. She looked briefly at the other stallion who had stayed relatively silent. he was looking at her with something akin to admiration... just like very other stag who looked at her.
As the other stag slid down the mountainside, she twitched a little smile. At least he knew how to play.
ooc- heh- she's a little mean at first- and a little strange 
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 12:40:03 GMT -5
Numaric Light watched as the new stag skidded down the hill, covering the mare with snow. He let out a snicker.
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Post by echoeddreams on Jan 1, 2008 12:41:09 GMT -5
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 12:43:18 GMT -5
Numaric Light asked What is your idea, may I ask? disbelief flashed across his deep blue orbs. He couldn't belive that Justice would think about skidding down a hill.
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Post by Reflection on Jan 1, 2008 12:51:08 GMT -5
He smiled at Justice as he spoke, what could his idea be? Soul listened to the mare speak of not telling her name. He looked at the fae and couldn't help but smile as he spoke. That is perfectly reasonable. Considering that you really don't know any of us, and we just decided to barge in and introduce ourselves. Not particuarly polite. Maybe we need to learn more about manners. Then again, It's all in good fun, when you loosen up, and just play a little. Happiness vibrated through his voice, as he continued. So thinking about the way I just put it no one can blame you for not yet speaking your name. Soul gave a small rear and bobbed his head curiously as he asked her a question quizzically Is there a particular reason for your coming to Arrowhead Mountians, Or just ready for a new adventure? A jubilant smile crossed his maw as he mentioned an adventure. Life was an adventure to him.....
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Post by echoeddreams on Jan 1, 2008 12:52:26 GMT -5
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 12:52:50 GMT -5
Numaric Light pondered This mare is a quiet one. Perhaps because of a dark past? He looked at the mare's red-gold coat and her flaming tresses. He looked at her eyes. He stepped back startled, and blinked. The mare's orbs appeared to change color. He looked again. They were a steady black.
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Post by ♥ A R i E L A on Jan 1, 2008 12:55:54 GMT -5
Roulette glared at the stags around. They all wanted her to talk, but they weren't letting her get a word in edgewise! Fine, if that's how they wanted it, that's how they would get it. She raised her dial with pride and looked down at them, talking among themselves. They wanted her to talk- let her for god's sake. For now, she was content.
She wondered briefly what her mother would do now. Perhaps charm the prettiest one and go home with him for a day before falling in love with another one? Yes that was probably it. her mother always preferred to lose the game- and have fun doing it. As for Roulette? She preferred to have fun winning.
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Post by Reflection on Jan 1, 2008 12:55:59 GMT -5
None taken Soul said happily. He gave a laugh at the mare's look at the stallion's and spoke to her Well, I can see that your certianly a mare with a personality. Though, mad, or not it's all in good fun. He bobbed his head. He was in an extremely jubilant mood and not even the mare who stood before him could douse it... All of a sudden he realized that he was talking so much with the other stallions, that she was hardly getting in a word. He spoke with an apoligic smile I apologize once again, were not letting you speak at all....
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Post by horselover4ever122 on Jan 1, 2008 12:59:57 GMT -5
Numaric Light looked up at the mare, breakingoff his not-so-conversation with the other stags. He wished she would talk, silent mares disturbed him. He though that all mares are chatty.
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