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Incoendium - Tilney - 12-01-2015 Seasons had past since Tilneys last visit to this part of his new home. Wonder and nostalgia were just two of the many feelings echoing in his golden frame as he thread between firs and pines, delicately tossing up the previous Orangemoons leafy skeletons and brown decay. This was where he had met the acquaintance of Rexanna the gold dusted doe. She had helped him search his way out of the black trees before night fell. tilney And Oh there is more to this life welcome to the fire damsels; NOTE: If you decide you cant make it to this thread PLEASE DO LET ME KNOW! There's too many of us (a total of around 15 give or take o.o) to be waiting around for someone who wont end up posting. Tagged; @Tiamat @Hera @Hotaru @Aylin @Vitani @Brendan - (Remember to chose one instead of having all your carries in this post, we just have so many im sorry!) @Dagger @Dacianna queen @Mauja @Arah @Glasgow @Sikeax @Edala BECAUSE THERE ARE SO MANY OF US, LETS MAKE THIS A FIRE THREAD! SHORT POTS FOCUSSING ON QUALITY NOT QUANTITY <3 RE: Incoendium - Hotaru - 12-03-2015
That was longer than I thought lmfao. Should be shorter after! @Tilney RE: Incoendium - Brendan - 12-04-2015 BRENDAN HARDSHIP OFTEN PREPARES AN ORDINARY PERSON FOR AN EXTRAORDINARY DESTINY I am barely a few days old, but man am I out for an adventure! I had met Mom and Dad and Alanna all in one day, and of course it made me curious. So soon as Mom's back was turned, I took off to meet more others! After all, it's always just Mom and me now. I know where Dad is, and one day I might go join him there but... For now i'm happy being wild and free with Mom. I can go where ever I want to! Like now! I had run for a while, then slowed down a bit to catch my breath. Exploring without Mom was fun! The longer I walked the farther I got from Mom. I know this, but at the same time I want to see the world! I walked and walked and walked for what seemed like hours. Okay maybe it really was hours. But finally I reached this really cool place. I do not know what it's called, but it's a HUGE forest. I walk around for a while, until I find myself getting really sleepy. I find a big pond with water that looks red. In fact they are red. I pick up one of the stones, wanting to keep it with me. The red reminded my of the red markings on Alanna. Maybe I would go find the Hidden Falls and give it to Dad and Alanna. That is, after I take a nap next to this pool of water. By the time I wake up, the skies are dark. While the skies may be dark the land all around me is lit up with... FIRE! "MOTHER!" I scream the loudest I think I ever have in my short life. "FATHER!" I scream for him to, in case he is close enough by that he can come save me. I find myself frozen in fear, backing up into the waters I had just slept beside. "ALANNA!" Yes, I am even screaming for my Dad's bonded. Anyone I knew that could help me. Oh Mom how sorry I am for wandering off so far. "MOTHER! HELP ME!" "Talk" OOC - I picked Brendan <3 @Tilney RE: Incoendium - Glasgow - 12-06-2015 glasgow I know the world’s a broken bone —
Adventuring again. It seemed to be a common past time, but as I met that caramel stag, I began to hope that I might have found a partner to adventure with. However, as time passed I could never find my friend. There was a hopeful part of me that began to fade away as time went on. I figured that perhaps he might have just wanted a break, or more of an adventure than a little frail old me could provide. Or maybe he was off with that porcelain princess that met us when we returned to the Edge. Or maybe he was forgetting about me. Everyone always forgot about me in the end. But as I walked into the trees, I began to scent a slight smell of smoke. Worry flew across my brow as I picked up my old bones and adrenaline kicked in. Perhaps something was going on? I ran toward the smell, weaving through the trees only to gain sight of a bright flame ahead of me. The trees were up in flames and I took a deep breath of mixed air to scream into it before I heard that caramel stallion’s voice raging across the top of the crackling and burning of the flames. Glassy eyes shifted to where I thought the sound was coming from. I heard a few more cries from others before I called out into it myself. “TILNEY! oh please be alright! There’s others out here that need help!” I screamed out hoping he could hear. I could feel the fire beginning to burn the air around me as I watched it quickly grasp up the dry leaves of Tallsun. I began to back up as I felt it near me, closer and hot, nearly painful. My eyes began to water in the smoke that flooded me now. An old white mare stuck in the middle of the fire. I began to shake with fear before I looked for any option to get into the fire. I needed to help these people. I needed to find Tilney first. So I took a shot and hopped over a flaming log, rushing toward the sound. Weaving in and out of fire, feeling the brief pain of the flame as it lapped against my legs and sides fiercely. I began to pant, unable to breathe with the smoke that filled my lungs. I ran like mad toward my friend, hoping that I could possibly save him, or he could possibly save me. But before I could get much further, I heard a large CRACK and felt a large piece of flaming wood hit my front leg as I tried to race through. I wasn’t sure what happened next, but I felt the searing pain of the flame graze my knee as I tumbled down into the crumbling embers of what used to be such a lush green. Lifting my head, I tried to call for Tilney, for anyone really. But I couldn’t utter a sound and instead seemed to crumble myself back into the earth. A lifeless heap of white. "Talk." — but melt your headaches, call it home. @Tilney RE: Incoendium - Phantom - 12-10-2015
@Brendan RE: Incoendium - Tiamat - 12-11-2015 From darkness I understand the night; dreams flow, a star shines Ah! I desire Evenstar.
Unlike many others in Helovia, the ocean mare is not frightened of the Deep Forest. Even as the day’s light slowly slips away, shadows reaching to darken the forest floor, there is no fear that thrums in her heart. This is not because she is bolder than anyone else (while she can certainly summon the courage she needs, Tiamat knows that there are those who are much more brave than she)—but simply because it is here, where nature is thick and thriving with life, that she feels at peace. Her ignorance of the world’s black secrets shelters her, serenity swelling in her breast where perhaps caution should. Sighing contentedly with a quiet smile softening her lips, Tiamat ambles through the trees. Cloven hooves pick their way daintily through the underbrush, following the guidance of the ground beneath, no particular destination in mind as she allows nature to direct her where it will. The long hair on her lion tail brushes the cool ground, swaying with her hips before sweeping to the side, her movement halting for a moment. Gently, she presses a satin muzzle against the dark bark of a tree. “Hello, family,” she breathes happily, her spirits buoyed by the fresh, earthy scent that fills her nostrils. She can almost hear the tree sigh in response. This—this intimate connection with nature and all of its creatures—is a part of her, so ingrained in every fiber of her being, that one could not hope to separate it. Tiamat does not know where, or what, she would be without this bond. After all, can you expect any different from a child of nature? Daughter of the ocean and sky, Tiamat cherishes these connections with every beat of her tender heart. Trailing her muzzle forward, the ocean mare pulls away from the tree, continuing her stroll through the forest. It isn’t long before her sister stars come out to play, dancing above in the reflection of her eyes, time passing easily beneath their watchful glow. So entranced is she by nature’s wondrous beauty, that Tiamat does not recognize it at first. Something is…off. Something is not right. The wood stirs uneasily around her, creatures of both night and day rustling through the darkness, a heavy anxiousness hanging over their heads. The blue mare pauses, tail twitching nervously and her head tilting to the side as she peers through the trees. The acrid smell of smoke swirls to congest the air, burning her nostrils and stinging her eyes—suddenly, remembering the winter nights of the Basin, understanding hits her with a chill of horror. She sees the glow as she pivots, cloven hooves stumbling as she surges forward, the flames quickly bursting forth to lick at her heels. She runs. How did this happen?! The mare coughs, lowering her head to her shoulders and willing her muscles to move faster, doe-eyes wild with fright. “IS ANYBODY OUT THERE!?” She screams into the hot night, her healer’s heart never forgetting the fate of others, despite her own primal need to survive. Reaching down and slowing her pace, Tiamat ushers the small woodland creature forward, caring for their safety just as much—if not more—than she does her own. With the flames reduced to an ominous glow behind her, the ocean mare dares to stop. Frantically, she glances around, calling out again for anyone who might be near. Tears stream down her cheeks, both from the smoke and from this terrible destruction. notes; WOO EXCITED!!!:D “Speech.” RE: Incoendium - Tilney - 01-05-2016 Every one of Tilneys instincts told him to run as fast as he could away from the blaze, but his heart told him to stay. The adrenaline having kicked in, Tilneys legs begun to tremble and shake. Still he was fearful of the flames, their tongues licking at the sky and scaring the stars. tilney And Oh there is more to this life permission from emily to powerplay brendan ? (If you guys playing Phantom, Glasgow and Tiamat would like to skip this next round of posts feel free cos I havent encluded your charries yet! just let me know. lots to get through xD) @Brendan @Hotaru RE: Incoendium - Tiamat - 02-02-2016 From darkness I understand the night; dreams flow, a star shines Ah! I desire Evenstar.
The ocean mare blinks furiously, her vision becoming blurred by the tears that well on her eyelids and spill down her cheeks. Smoke hangs heavily all around her, clogging the air and tightening her throat until she coughs, slender body trembling as it tries to dispel the thick black vapor from her lungs. Anxiously, she casts her eyes about, trying not to give in completely to the terror that scratches at her with cold, tight claws. Tiamat knows that she mustn’t—she can’t—lose herself now, not in the wake of a forest fire. Lowering her head to where the smoke isn’t so dense, the young unicorn dares to glance behind her, from where she had run. There is not much that she can hear above the wild hammering of her heart in her ears, but through the thick haze of soot, the faint glow of orange is unmistakable. The flames—they will not stop, they will not hesitate, and they will not grant mercy. Within her chest, Tiamat feels her heart twisting painfully. She mourns the loss of the trees and the underbrush, the loss of life, seeing them as she does the woodland animals. Alive. “Stop!” She whimpers, knowing that her request is futile against the blazing inferno, but still her soul cries with such fervor that she cannot contain it. “Please, stop!” The mare’s voice is hoarse, and her body shudders in another round of coughing, but still the pleading passion in her eyes does not fade. The plants and the earth—they are her family. Why must they suffer this terrible doom? Closing her eyes through the tears and curling her head in towards her chest, the ocean mare chokes a sob before she whips herself around to face the steadily approaching fire. Perhaps it is in this way that some might see selflessness as a crutch, when she puts the plant life above herself, and cries for their salvation rather than runs for her own. But not this day—not when a warmth suddenly flowers in her heart, blooming to ignite her entire soul with a glow of rapture and compassion. A vibrant combustion that is enough to rival the tangible flames that lick ever closer. And from her soul it extends, shooting forth with a brilliancy that manifests in a spray of glittering droplets. “What—?!” Tiamat gasps, taken back by the unexpected burst of water. Had—had she made that happen? For a moment she is distracted, stepping back and glancing around at the smoky trees, her heart racing against her ribcage. A shadow of a smile dares to ghost across her lips before she returns her focus on the flames, her heart crying with every branch, with every leaf that is burned. This selfless fervor sparks the glow within her again, and she can feel her heartrate elevating as she tries to grasp it, control it. Suddenly a bubble gathers, trembling and floating before bursting forward, sizzling against the hot ground. Despite her distress, Tiamat smiles tenderly, closing her eyes as tears of gratitude mix with those of pain. “Thank you,” she cries, sure that the earth and heavens have blessed her this day, never leaving her without hope. This gift—a piece of her father—is a part of her, always. notes; I really didn't want it to die, and yay! Tia discovered her magic :DD “Speech.” |