I accept your challenge, whatever it may be, *he says in a cold tone.* -- ~ Birch Tree Meadow ~

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Subject: I accept your challenge, whatever it may be, *he says in a cold tone.*

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Sunchaser

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Date Posted: 16:41:30 10/13/03 Mon
In reply to: Death 's message, "~~Really~~" on 06:45:48 10/10/03 Fri

I wonder if they realize how childish they sound, *he thinks with an inward grin. His muscles bulge under his rippling pelt and he whinnies a proud warning. Red, magickal fyre shoots from his horn and vaporizes half of the creatures effortlessly. He chuckles softly to himself.*

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Death
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Date Posted: 02:14:35 10/15/03 Wed

Cackling laughing sheds over the valley like thunder. Stepping forward vocals are heard, chalk down board "They are only shadows of your imagination" beast steps forward. Daggers placed apon trunda of good. Sparks of mist float from horn of devil himself. Setting apon ground the lush green grass fade to burt crisps and a small rabbit stops, falling to the ground, heart rate frozen. "The future is my past" says beast "I have powers that shall scrae you as warning."

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Author: Sunchaser [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:39:04 10/17/03 Fri He rears up, eyes furiously red and flashing. His heavy bronze hooves paw the air and he whinnies threateningly. Magic glows in a visable aura around him and he shoots hard, pain-filled, blood-red bolts at the demonsteed. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]