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Date Posted: 17:35:11 09/02/04 Thu  It’s the hard knock life for us (uh-huh) It’s the hard knock life for us Stead of treated...we get tricked Stead of kisses...we get kicked It’s the hard knock life!! Sounds were heard. Car tires screeched, people screamed out the windows, and cop sirens were always running. Wouldn’t you know it, the humans didn’t even care that there was a skittish 1400 pound animal coming down the street, nervous as hell. They continued to do their thing, as the Grey Mustang was brought through the wreckage and such. His pelt was lathered in sweat, and the soles of his hoofs were begging to bleed from constant contact with the asphalt. His rider didn’t seem to care what the horse felt, just that they got to the docks before the storm came. The gray mustang now stood on the deck of a navy ship, on a mission to bring goods into the Panama Cannel. A clouded orb scanned the decks of the New York City harbor, but was drawn aback too soon by a jerk on the reins from a human. They walked together to the cargo hold, and the gray was put into a box stall, surround by 5 other horses. One made an attempt to touch the Stallion, but the gray shied away, to scared at the moment to think about touching another. Soon, he felt a jolt below his daggers, and the ship set sail. During the night however, things went terribly wrong. The storm had finally caught the tankers, and was coming up fast on its heels. Men came rushing down into the cargo hold, and began throwing open the stall doors. Suddenly though, before one made it to the grays stall, a massive jerk from the boat threw everyone off their feet. Horses and Humans ran for deck, and gray was left. He began screaming out to any that might release him, but none came. Her turned his haunches, and thrusted his back daggers into the wooden door of the stall. It snapped in half, and after a few more blows, there was a clear opening. The gray bolted though the busted door, and towards deck. Upon reaching deck, the Grey’s towers were forced onto his skull by the wind and rain. Tears from above hit his pelt so hard they actually stung. Waves rushed on board, and swept the men over the sides of the tanker. Then, out of the Grey’s left orb, he saw the ocean rise up, and slam into the side of the boat. Then, the world went black. Yo, muh name would be Brooklyn x.x I got the skin tone of Dapple Grey x.x My hommies are of the Mustang Race x.x Get to knowme and you will find that Im a cocky bastard, and it's not smart to piss me off because i may have to bust a cap somewhere, if ya know what i mean. x.x I got a bat, and two balls, i am a Stallion x.x I've been running this town for 5 years x.x My heart is bound to No One x.x I run No Hood x.x OOC Name: Impy [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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