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Date Posted: 13:45:44 04/11/02 Thu
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's message, "... attack ..." on 16:04:29 04/10/02 Wed
~Not unlike Dark, it seemed as if the thought of his own son being put into mortal danger was some sort of natural steroid, driving him to a sane form of blinded rage. Pain was of no essence. Time had no meaning. Ashen figure made many dodges from iron thorns, though even when other was able to land an attack, it made no difference. Right now was time for fighting... pain would come later. As he was bucked at, stud dodged, using the time it would take for the other to recover as an opportunity for revenge as he lunged toward the other's face, grabbing stud's lobe by the base and pulling swiftly downward, having a bit of trouble since the other was so larger, though knowing that this life was one that would soon be extinguished~
-Screaming voice partially awoke drunken, tiny best, clouded vision looking out toward the filly, and then past her to his mother and father, understanding again what was happening. Nodding to her, he attempted to stand, forcing resistent appendages to create movement, to bend and flex in the proper sequence as he pulled himself painfully to the side, flopping down upon a bed of emerald grass once he was in the clear-
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