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Post by Mage on Mar 6, 2008 18:14:30 GMT -5
The buckskin painted vixen walked into the lands. Her mind was already racing as to what she would do now. Desore abandoned her and now she was being asked to continue living in the Diamond Lake with a new stallion and his stuck up little lead mare. She snorted and stomped the ground but what was she to do, she stopped in the open field and let her vocals ring out, she wanted someone to chat with.
((alright so Fantasia needs friends, Montana is already her friend and will come in later. But I want Fantasia to get kind of an idea on what Desore has been up too and why he left like he did.)) |
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Post by Reflection on Mar 6, 2008 18:36:03 GMT -5
Whisper walked soundlessly through the grove of trees and made her way out into the open meadow. Her chestnut pelt shimmered, and her muscles rippled as her slender legs moved her gracefully. She held her tiara evenly, and her colored optics searched around for company. She had been quite lonely lately, and her only friend was Blaze, because it seemed that he was the only one who understood. Though now she was more open, and free about her thoughts, and she longed for a friend like Patronus...The friend she thought was her friend, or was, until...She shook her head slightly. All she needed was a mare friend, someone who would understand like Patronus did before she changed. Someone to listen, and someone to talk to. Suddenly Whisper's optics caught on A buckskin painted fae, and hope roused in Whisper as she strode lightly over to the mare. When she reached her, she dipped her tiara slightly, and a warm smile formed across her maw as she spoke softly Hello, I am Whisper. Who Might you be? The wind whisped through lightly, and whisper's optics glowed warmly as she waited for her reply... |
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Post by Mage on Mar 6, 2008 18:46:25 GMT -5
The snow was begining to melt, and spots where the snow was gone was muddy. Spring was well on its way and Fantasia's orbs watered slightly at the thought, she had thought that Desore would be the one but he turned out to be just like the rest. But why had he left in such a hurry? Fantasia sighed but per ears pricked to hoof beats and she turned her buckskin dial to chestnut painted fae making her way over. Fantasia stood strong, she had come to find new friends not to cry over Desore anymore. She dipped her dial in return listening to the mares words and then formed her own.
I am Fantasia, nice to meet you Whisper.
Fantasia's dark hazel pools warmed slightly just by having company and getting her mind off of what was going on and a smirk crossed her gentle maw. |
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Post by Thanos on Mar 20, 2008 22:49:54 GMT -5
(I don't have any mares who were troubled by Desore, but I'll bring Dream Runner, seeing as she can see what is happening through dreams)
The white fae stepped lightly through the grove, water dripping onto her coat making it shimmer like thousands of diamonds. She raised her head when she heard voices, one she reconised, but not from life, from dream. That voice belonged to one of the mares of Desore, one who had loved him and who he had actually loved back. It was only too bad that she couldn't change him completely. Then maybe Thersandra wouldn't have died. She moved foward again, coming to the spot where the two others stood. She smiled quietly at the two. Calm and seemingly off in another world, yet here at the same time.
Hello. I'm Dream Runner. It seems I have missed the introductions. What might I call you?
Dream asked, her voice quiet, off in another world, yet here all the same. Her orbs glowed quietly as she watched the two. The mare that had been Desores seemed to miss him, she must not know what he had done... |
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Post by Mage on Mar 26, 2008 13:48:25 GMT -5
Fantasia stood calmly though if you looked into her deep orbs you would only find confusion. She no longer knew what to do, she had given love another chance and yet it only turned out to be the same. She was alone again and now a new stag asked for a chance but Fantasia just didn't know what to do for her heart was shattered enough. The buckskin painted vix turned her delicate dial towards a new voice. Another came and Fantasia was grateful, all she wanted was a few friends for love didn't seem to be for her but for others.
I am Fantasia. Nice to meet you Dream Runner.
The white fae made her way over, she spoke to them but when Fantasia looked to her orbs she seemed to be almost in another place but here. Curiousity flooded Fantasia wondering why but for now she kept to herself. |
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Post by Thanos on Mar 27, 2008 18:26:12 GMT -5
It's wonderful to meet you Fantasia.
She said politely then she saw how Fantasias eyes were confused, probably by what had happened. But there was also a wondering there, most likely wondering how Dream appeared to be somewhere else as well as here.
A black stag was running through the woods, he almost hit a tree because he was looking back at something but quick reflexes saved him, behing him was a young filly, behind her her mother, a golden dun mare. The black stag must have been Thunder, he was taller then Apollo, so the mare must be Montana Sky, Thunders lead. So that meant the filly was theirs.
It simply flashed through her mind, she had basicly been standing in the forest, sometimes she could be heard for the instant her spirit was there but she was always gone to quickly to comprehend. She had been here the entire time too, seemingly no less here and no less anywhere else. She could still hear, see, and react to the goings on here to, it freaked everyone she had ever told out, she really didn't blame them either. Right now she was here to listen to Fantasia though, make friends. |
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Post by Mage on Mar 27, 2008 18:30:05 GMT -5
Fantasia pushed her thoughts behind her, the past didn't matter only now did. Where do you two live? Her question was assuming both belonged to a herd. She wanted to take it back but the words were already spoken so now she waited for their replies. |
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Post by Reflection on Mar 27, 2008 18:32:05 GMT -5
Whisper smiled as the other mare stepped up and introduced herself, and Whisper dipped her head politely, and said in her soft lovely voice Hello Dream Runner, I am Whisper Her enchanting optics glistened with color, and her chestnut overo pelt gleamed a lovely shade. A warm breeze drifted through, and Her tresses wavered lightly, as she felt the atmosphere around the three. Sadness seemed to shroud fantasia, and Dream seemed lost in thought. Each of the mares Whisper noticed seemed to have their own story,and none were jubilant. A more sincere and placid look fell upon Whisper as she watched them understandingly and waited for something to be spoken...
When Fantasia did speak a soft smile edged at Whisper's maw. And she raised her perfectly carved tiara as she said in her soft gentle tone I reside in the Grassy Plains A spark of love flickered in her optics as she thought of the Grassy Plains, they were enchanting, and held freedom. T'was something none could ever deny... |
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Post by Thanos on Mar 27, 2008 18:44:49 GMT -5
Dream smiled slightly at the thought of her home, they could go on forever arguing over who had the best of lands for a home. But never before had Dream known a stallion so kind or a land so beautiful. With its springs and forest it was perfect.
I live in the Oasis.
She said kindly, quietly. Then she added,
Where do you reside, Fantasia?
She already knew in truth, but she wasn't about to reveal that, that might make the others wary of her. |
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Post by Mage on Mar 27, 2008 18:56:17 GMT -5
Fantasia listened to each as they told the name of their homes. Their tones both seemed happy, they liked their homes but why didn't she. The lake was beautiful but a home is nothing without a stallion that you can love and have a family with.
I live at Diamond Lake
Her voice was not chipper like Whisper's or Dream's but seemed saddened about where she lived. Desore had left her and now Clock work was no where to be seen. Perhaps it was time to leave the arrowheads but she was still here, maybe there was a reason for her to stay but right now she knew of it not. The buckskin painted mare was highly looked upon and everyone thought that she lived a good life, really she could have any stallion she wanted but how was it she always went with the wrong one.
I know Diablo is the lead stallion of the Oasis, but who is the lead stallion of Grassy Plains?
Diablo is known at the king of the arrowheads and so Fantasia had heard about him, and she knew about Justice as well but there was many more stallions within the mountains that she still didn't know. |
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Post by Reflection on Mar 27, 2008 19:07:19 GMT -5
Whisper nodded with a somber vigrance upon her at Fantasia's sad tone. And then listened to her next question and answered with her still soft and gentle tone Blaze is the lead of the Grassy Plains And she watched fantasia lightly, feeling every inch of Fantasia's pain as her own, and the reminder of pain seemed to remind Whispered Song of her own pain...the pain she had almost forgotten...The pain of being misunderstood...sure Blaze understood her, but was he the only one?...It was painful to assume such, but t'is probably...true... |
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Post by Thanos on Mar 30, 2008 20:16:42 GMT -5
She instantly caught the tone in Fantasias voice, she nodded slightly. Desore had caused much trouble, murder, and heart breaking. Both equally horrible. She also caught how Whisper caught Fantasias pain, how she was misunderstood and understood all at once. But here was a way to bring Desores misdoings to the light for Fantasia.
Isn't Diamond Lake where Desore lived?
She said, an ordinary question in the subject of leads one would suppose, but it would find ways of going much deeper. |
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Post by Mage on Mar 30, 2008 20:34:51 GMT -5
Fantasia pricked her ears, Whisper seemed to feel her pain. Perhaps she to had gone through something similiar to what was going through her own heart but for now Fantasia let it drop and directed her attention to Dream Runner.
Yes, first Justice then Desore now Clockwork.
Fantasia was now on the third stallion but at the same terra. She had fallen for Desore and she had seen him change before her very eyes. He was different around her and she thought perhaps he would be the one for her. But now he was gone and she found herself with another stallion yet again. |
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Post by Thanos on Mar 30, 2008 20:41:10 GMT -5
I can't help to be glad that Desore is gone. After what he did at-... Sorry, I've probably said too much.
She said looking away slightly when she looked at Fantasia again she saw she looked confused,
You don't know?
She asked, sounding suprised. |
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Post by Mage on Mar 30, 2008 20:54:06 GMT -5
Fantasia listened but was caught off guard. After what he did.. It seemed to play in her mind. Her face confuzed but she couldn't make out what it ment. Her face must have spoke for her though because Dream Runner spoke again. You didn't know? Fantasia shook her head.
Don't know what? What did he do?
He couldn't have done anything, he had been so gentle to her and worried about her when she fell through the ice into the water. |
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Post by Thanos on Mar 31, 2008 6:49:38 GMT -5
Dream could tell that Fantasia was shocked and might not believe her but she had a right to know.
In Thunders terra, Winding Woods. There was a mare called Thersandra. Seemed that Desore had this huge grudge against her for some reason in there past. Thunder had to leave for a bit because a wolf gave him rabies. Desore took that to his advantage. When Thunder got back Desore was there. Trying to murder Thersandra. He tried to save her but Desore was too impredictable to stop and her murdered Thersandra.
She said slowly, true she had not known Thersandra, but it didn't matter, a murder was a sad, horrible thing. |
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Post by Mage on Mar 31, 2008 11:36:23 GMT -5
Fantasia pinned her ears down but there seemed to be truth in the mares words but how was she supposed to take it. It was all a bit much to swallow but she pricked her ears back up, he had said he came ot finish something but he wouldn't tell her what it was. Was Thersandra the unfinished business that had to be taken care off. The painted mare lowered her dial slightly and turned her head away for a moment. With Thersandra dead he must not of felt any other need to stay, she ment nothing to him but she had fallen for him. |
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Post by Thanos on Mar 31, 2008 20:32:08 GMT -5
(too bad Montanas leg broke or whatever happened.)
Dream Runner extended her muzzle toward Fantasia,
Do not worry, stallions shall be stallions. Some of them need our help to change into what they should be.
She said. She should now having had many experiences with stallions. Turning them into respectable gentlemen to all, even in battle. I was somethin they all should learn. |
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Post by Mage on Mar 31, 2008 20:37:09 GMT -5
But he didn't act that way when he was with her.
But he wasn't evil, not around me anyways. Sometimes he would come back to Diamond Lake all fired up but he mellowed out when I came around.
She had sensed that Desore would be one of them stallions but he wasn't that way with her. He cared about her, or atleast she thought he had. |
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Post by Thanos on Apr 1, 2008 17:37:22 GMT -5
Quietly Dream Runner nodded her head, she was beginning to understand.
I think that the only thing powerful enough to do that is love Fantasia. You taught him to love. One day he may come back. And I pray that he will be changed for the rest of us, but the same for you.
She said quietly, evenly, truthfully. |
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