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Date Posted: 16:47:04 12/04/02 Wed
Author: Dangerous Impulse
Subject: *a breeze whispers darkly through the lands, a shiver and chill on it's entangling whisps. it's eery voice echoes uneasily* Dangerous Impulse is no more....


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[> :: to infinity and back :: -- Polar, 16:56:19 12/04/02 Wed

As the breeze rustles through her mane, tousling it, she pricks up her ears. She shudders quietly and casts a quick glance behind her in impulsive caution before snorting warily and galloping as fast as she is capable of, her small legs pumping frantically, to find... someone.


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[> [> "Oh..." -- Brush Fire, 18:08:32 12/04/02 Wed

She stood, stunned, staring into space. This hardship, piled atop the other heavy loads would have brought the charcoal petite to tears had she not already passionately sobbed her heart out. Instead, she could only hold her gaze upon that rock a few yards away, so stare she did, as though her life depeneded on it.


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[> [> [> + Witches have no entrance here + -- ‡ Salem's Watcher ‡, 21:17:45 12/04/02 Wed

‡ Crystaline brute cocked his head and shrugged, continuing about his buisness. ‡

Wonder who the successor will be?


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[> With her breath now on hold, and still freezing space and time, she lowered her delicate visage with a mask of indifference and confidence although she was secretly shattering. To have reached this level with a stallion she could look up to, whom she did not scorn nor did she frown upon. -- Deepest Desire, 03:49:19 12/05/02 Thu

And she would miss his presence, without knowing what do or or having a second opinion to refute her personality and attitude.


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[> [> She snapped back to the present and fixed Salem's Watcher with a heated glare. -- Brush Fire, 15:43:49 12/05/02 Thu

"I suppose you want to be his 'successor'? No one can replace Impluse, how dare you even think of that at a time like this!" She practically shook with rage, her eyes snapping and tail swishing.


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[> [> [> He steps beside Brushy -- Jesar, 18:19:59 12/05/02 Thu

He follows her angry glare to Salem's Watcher. "What's going on here?"


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[> [> [> [> +sensing something gone awry, the colt trots up to his mother's side+ "Hello..." +he quickly introduced himself, a worried expression forming on his facial features+ -- Ariani, 14:50:10 12/06/02 Fri

"What happened?" +searches his mother's eyes for some sign+


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[> [> [> [> [> + Witches have no entrance here + -- ‡ Salem's Watcher ‡, 16:09:16 12/06/02 Fri

‡ Glared back at the foolish fatale. ‡

Why would I wish to take his place in a borring terra such as this? Mind your own buisness.


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[> Snorts softly, but sharp and definite to stop the bickering before it turned into a quarrel. She turns to Ariani, and nods at his presence. "Dangerous Impulse," she begins and hesitates slightly, "...is gone." -- Deepest Desire, 17:24:49 12/06/02 Fri


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[> [> "Devil's Mountain is my business," she shot viciously. -- Brush Fire, 18:41:43 12/06/02 Fri

"You have no right to be in this 'boring place'. Get out, or, damn you, as soon as this baby is born..." Seething, she stepped foward defiantly.


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[> [> [> "Oh..." +he said quietly and slunk away+ -- Ariani, 18:53:29 12/06/02 Fri

>"You have no right to be in this 'boring place'. Get
>out, or, damn you, as soon as this baby is born..."
>Seething, she stepped foward defiantly.


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[> [> [> She is about to speak when she abruptly stops, a slight frown overtaking her features. "Baby?" -- Deepest Desire, 02:33:40 12/07/02 Sat


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[> [> [> [> Had she not been so heated she might have reacted differently to Desire; as things were, she could barely spare a nod. -- Brush Fire, 07:35:36 12/07/02 Sat


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[> [> [> [> [> He flushed noticably. -- Jesar, 07:49:49 12/07/02 Sat

He smiles at Brushy admiringly, and nuzzles her neck soothingly. "Ok, she left. But I still have no idea what's going on."


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[> [> [> [> [> [> Her curiosity still ingering yet she says nothing further. -- Deepest Desire, 23:39:14 12/07/02 Sat


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> *No One Knows* -- Stone, 18:56:54 12/08/02 Sun

*Three year old (god he grows up fast) slinks over, lobes pinned back.*You have no right to snap at someone like that, you stupid mare. You are being quite rude to everyone, and I don't care if you think I am some stupid colt who doesn'tm know what he's talking about 'cause I do. You've talked shit too many times...*the colt growled. Hammers dug into the terra, standing still.*No wonder Yuna left... You being such a bitch and all...*he added. Nares flare, muzzle going high up into the air.*Go on, I dare you to say something. I DARE you to argue. You just can't help it but know that I AM right...* He stepped closer to Brush Fire.*I ain't afriad of you like all the others...*he said curtly.*


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Rage -- Jesar, 19:13:42 12/08/02 Sun

Without thinking, as fast as he may draw a breath, he lashes out against the colt. Teeth bared, his forehooves rake at his sides, an unearthly whinney emitted from deep in his chest. His ears remained pressed flat against his skull, his tail lashing at his sides in irritance. "How dare you." He breathes, his face immovable.

[If you weren't talking to Brushy ignore this post. :) ]


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> + Witches have no entrance here + -- ‡ Salem's Watcher ‡, 20:04:44 12/08/02 Sun

‡ Brute relaxed and watched all the chaos. Chuckling to himself at how snappy everyone was. ‡


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Steps in quickly, reacting fast without thought and moves in front of Stone to fend off Jesars strikes. Shooting a quick, although distracted glare at Stone for such a display of behaviour and language, she knows that she would deal with him later. -- Deepest Desire, 04:58:59 12/09/02 Mon

"Cut it out!" Emitting a shrill, furious whistle, she is upset and fights to regain order. "All of you." She breathes harshly, slowly eyeing each equine present with a heavy glare of annoyance and frustration. "Dangerous Impulse leaves us and this is what happens?" She strikes her hind hoof against the Earth in closely fettered anger. "This sort of behaviour most certainly will not happen within this territory." Her eyes now a dark cold amber brown, she takes a step forward and nudges for Stone to move aside.

"This is purely disgusting." She states clearly before turning to Salem's Watcher.

"And one more comment out of you that is selfish, rude, or just generally unacceptable and you will have to face the consequences."


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Hormones, mixed with her usual temper flares, still did not override her high regard for Desire. -- Brush Fire, 12:08:23 12/09/02 Mon

Instead of launching into a physical or verbal attack, she merely shot the colt a death-look. "I'll be around, somewhere," she adressed the other mare, tone dropping in proper respect for their deceased friend as she moved away.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> +cold orbs lock on to the troublesome colt in a dead stare+ -- Ariani, 14:03:58 12/09/02 Mon

+lobes flatten against the mass of convoluted tresses+ "My, we have a temper..." +he said, under his breath+


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> + Witches have no entrance here + -- ‡ Salem's Watcher ‡, 16:03:45 12/09/02 Mon

‡ Chuckled once more in his lowly tones and cocked a black orb at the miniature equid. ‡

Way to go kid. Brilliant.

‡ Laughed at how he approved the kid's downright rudeness and evilness. ‡


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Disgusted -- Jesar, 15:26:10 12/10/02 Tue

The stallion was disgusted, though his fury was not as surmountable as it was before. Sighing he followed Brushy's steps quietly, head low, happily contemplating painful deaths of certain unnameable colts.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *Know One Knows* -- *Stone*, 15:50:34 12/11/02 Wed

*Colt snorts, sides heaving. Hammers dig into the ground, he hated stupid mares. He turned to his mother.*I have a right to speak my mind. And what I said was the truth. If she leaves, it would do the herd really good.* The whites of his devilish orbs showed, staring after the retreating stallion and mare.*Good ridance (sp?)*he growled.*GO AHEAD AND LEAVE!*he called after the mare.*WHEN YOU COME BACK, I'LL BE WAITING!* He snorted heavily again, turned around, and sulked away.*


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> +snorts in extreme disgust for the one he had to call brother+ "You are simply apalling! Learn your place and some common sense while your at it, Stone!" +he spat out the angered words, accented with a growl under his breath+ -- Ariani, 13:36:23 12/12/02 Thu

"And I thought I was bad..." +shakes his head+


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *No One Knows* -- *Stone*, 15:47:31 12/12/02 Thu

*Lobes pin back.*If you were truley an Evil, Ariani, you wouldn't care!*he snapped. He snorted.*I'm not afriad of you, either! Oh, and don't EVEN think of me as your brother...*he added.*I shudder at that thought. To think! Me, being brother to a wuss?* He snorted heavily before leaving the territory for a while....*


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> "A wuss? Ha...tell me, what on Earth makes me a 'wuss'? The fact that I don't run around like an idiot perhaps? My appologies for not stooping to your so-called level of Evil" -- Ariani, 10:10:47 12/20/02 Fri

+a grin slides into existence at the thick-headed colt's receding form+ "Good-ridance" +he said plainly, and turned his back+


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[> "Yes, and the way to go Salem's Watcher is the way out of this territory. Fare thee well." The mare spoke in a obvious falsy high spirited tone, although her eyes darkened with mixed fury and anger for the stallion, who had caused trouble for them all since day one. -- Deepest Desire, 03:04:25 12/11/02 Wed


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[> [> + Witches have no entrance here + -- ‡ Salem's Watcher ‡, 15:58:11 12/12/02 Thu

‡ Laughed heartily. ‡

Now, there's the emotion that I wanted to see. Your problems have not started with myself, but you blame me for it. Now there's a true leader!

‡ Tones mixed with sarcasm and lightheartedness, his usually empty occuli now began to spike challenges yet again. ‡


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[> [> [> "No, I'm not blaming you for all the problems that we now face, nor am I saying that are the the tip of the iceberg. I'm merely stating that your presence here is not welcome." -- Deepest Desire, 22:43:20 12/12/02 Thu


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[> [> [> [> + Witches have no entrance here + -- ‡ Salem's Watcher ‡, 15:33:39 12/15/02 Sun

‡ Chuckled harshly. ‡

Oh, please. Tell me something I don't know.

‡ Eyed the mare with subtle hatered, snorted, and looked around the terra with half awake orbs. ‡


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[> [> [> [> [> Eyes narrow to dangerous slits, she says nothing further to the offending stallion and instead stalks off. -- Deepest Desire, 23:10:56 12/15/02 Sun


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[> "Yes, you have a right to speak your mind, but that needn't mean that you say it in such a disdainful manner." She tells him, ignoring his words for now, knowing that she was much too upset ver the ordeal and would be likely to say something she would later on regret having said. Instead, she says nothing further after his retreating back, feeling quite alone. -- Deepest Desire, 21:43:44 12/11/02 Wed


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