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Date Posted: 20:44:21 04/10/02 Wed
Author: | Red Alert |
Author Host/IP: 205.188.200.199
Subject: | arrival of the fittest |

| bloodied siren turns iced gaze 'cross terra o' pathetic equines. disgusted expression plays 'pon scarred mask, at once replaced by smirk. blades o' onyx dance 'pon emerald shoots. visage tossed, tresses fly, as femme bares ivories, a dominant clarion call emitted, a challenge of survival. a short glance at frolicking group of untrained, pitiful equines replaces smirk with satisfied grin. pistons carry femme over to shadows of great tree |
the tree might stand
you will not
we have warriors
you
are playful little horses
worse than our foals
| sardonic expression of pure mockery envelops dark pools as the darkness envelops crimson mass as femme steps out of thin shade into darkness that came forth by trees overlapping. a dance would be in coming, not a dance where the steeds protected the femmes from harm, for they would be too busy trying to save their own lives. a short grin of pure laughter and contempt |
no mercy

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[> .}. Arrival of the fittest-no-survival .{. -- .vath. Night Walker, 20:52:32 04/10/02 Wed (63.228.225.112)

.}. Coming to stand 'side the Red Alert, tracing crest with a gentle mug as the mascu looks over the land. Four words spoken to she .{.
} They {
} Belong {
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} Candyland {
.}. Stamping a jagged onyx on the terra, a harsh clarion rings out, announcing the presence of the Damned...the presence of their destruction .{.

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[> [> .|. a storm is coming .|. -- .|. fatal storm .|., 21:02:31 04/10/02 Wed (205.188.200.199)

.|. pale form of icey femora steps to face pitiful. a subtle smirk dances 'cross her ivon hued mask. snap is heard as femme's ivories click together, thus ending any train of thought, and drawing all attention to the warriors. fatal blades slice through empty air, sharp enough to cut the toughest flesh. whip flicks in dominance, a menancing, malicious, and maniacal glint flashes through dark occuli. her warning was given, it would be heeded lest the deprieved had a death wish to be sentenced immediately .|.

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[> </font> -- playa, 12:38:42 04/11/02 Thu (67.82.107.138)

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[> Inside -- Claire (owner), 14:25:46 04/11/02 Thu (67.82.107.138)

Before you post in the meeting grounds, please email me with the required info... then feel free to post. Thanx!
*Claire*

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