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[PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Crash Course - 06-23-2013 The Frostfall sky was dark, eerie in a way. I had sworn the sun had set far too long ago. Maybe there was an eclipse, or possibly the Goddess of the Moon had beaten the God of Sun to the punch. But down here, it was still far too cold and dark, making it both irritating and difficult to trek through the freezing layers of snow, dragging along with me the wing of a prisoner. She had not been here because of me, and strangely enough, I had been imprisoned in the Throat because of her just before. The Pegasus had snapped, grabbing mouthfuls of feathers from the appendages while they were both still on contact. Her eyes were bloodshot and wet with tears, they sight just bringing me to a chuckle. The image of the gray mare's wing completely popping out of the socket, ripping from the left side of her body entirely played through my head continuously. Dried blood had stained the remaining light gray feathers, drops still attempting to form on top of the crusted layer. I held the end of the wing, furthest from the joint that connected to her shoulder, in my mouth. My imagination created mites, fleas and other dirty little creatures crawling away from the heat of my mouth.. hopefully. White ears flicked around casually, listening for any sounds around. Bright blue eyes had finally adjusted to the complete darkness, still playing tricks on me every once in a while. I could see silhouettes of objects like trees and rocks, but the occasional movement in the still air made me want to jump. I hated not being able to completely see. Hopefully if this night fall kept up, my eyes would adjust better. Eventually a glowing figured illuminated the white earth far in the distance. But, it was glowing purple and pink? I paused, ears pressing forward to attempt to listen. No sound. Not even a soft breeze. The eeriness of the dark was frightening. Light optics glanced down at the light shade beside me, sitting lifeless against the crunchy earth. I couldn't leave this thing, I'd never find it again. Heavy, silver hooves picked the pace up once more, a slow walk carrying me toward the unnaturally lit tree. As I came closer, the limbs and trunk formed completely, the entire thing ignited in florescent lights. I stopped a good three body lengths away from the tree, the wing still dangling from my mouth. What the fuck? My mind began to pick apart any thing that may have been causing this. Then I remembered why I had wandered through the darkness. "Psyche? I have something you may want to see." My voice, booming and raspy, reached out with a strong tone. Hopefully the mare I had yet to meet would be some what impressed with what I had brought her. If her daughter thought a mere feather would allow me to hear the important secret, I could only imagine what the wing would open up for me. Tagged: @[Psyche] Plague members welcome, <3 walk walk walk talk talk talk RE: [PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Psyche - 06-24-2013
RE: [PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Crash Course - 06-24-2013 The black sky ate away at the galaxies above, seeming to never end. Not a twinkle in the air or even the slightest dazzle of moon light behind a weary gray cloud. What was happening? The tree beside me lit the white earth with a pink tint, the snow looking unbelievably fake below the luminance. Snow gave out below light feet further in the distance, the crunch of the frozen layer tattle tailing on any one that may have been watching. Her voice, one that I had only herd once before during a meeting, reached out toward me. So she was impressed, thank the Gods. Her silhouette moved toward me, eventually forming into a full figure once she was in reach of the red hued light. "Whereever did you get it?" I grinned, white ears pressed forward with a small sense of pride as the Lady took in the sight. Gently I dropped the appendage to the frozen ground, as if it were precious China. "There is a Pegasus being held here under some one's imprisonment, who's I'm not quite sure. The bird and her unicorn "sister" had intruded, leaving the sister dead and the bird broken and mentally distraught." I drew in a sharp breath, a sigh following behind as I thought over my word choice. "I had met the same peg once before, and, let's say things did not turn out in my favor. Long story short: I found her and decided that I wasn't going to take her lip, so I stepped on her wing. I really didn't have to do much. The bird-brain lost her mind and basically did the work for me." Long forelock hung out of my eyes for once, allowing my bright eyes to fully see what was around. I dropped my crowned skull back toward the wing, grappling onto the still bloody joint and pulling it to sit between the two of us. Hopefully I hadn't pulled some string by talking so much. Really I hated talking, unless I was gloating, as I was right now. Cranium raised back up to my level, barely looking down toward the Lady. Was that an insult toward her? Probably not.. hopefully. I picked up my left hoof, placing it on the edge of the wing. It seemed to be stiffening with rigamortis already, the whole thing rocking as the weight of my silver hoof balanced on the joint of the body part. That or it was already freezing. The feeling of complete empathy had already gone away, chipping off of my cold heart as soon as I had begun speaking to, or rather at the Pegasus. "Her name was Africa." The emotionless blank stare had set itself over my fuzzy features already, even though the rush of pride still pumped through me. It was hard to keep a smile on my face for too long. The muscles started to hurt after a while, you know? [Ooc: This takes place before Africa was taken to the World's Edge, sorry. Should have mentioned that earlier.] Tagged: @[Psyche] walk walk walk talk talk talk RE: [PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Psyche - 06-24-2013
RE: [PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Crash Course - 06-24-2013 The words rolled from the satin black mare in a flat tone, her interest seeming to quickly sink back into the darkness as I spoke. "Am I to assume that she is no longer alive?" My breath paused for a moment, a clatter of what I could and would say beating through my head like hundreds of sharp hooves over loose snow. Fuck. "No ma'am, she is still alive.. as far as I know. That is unless she has bled out by now. She blacked out almost instantly after this happened-" I prodded the wing with the thick hoof that had just before been playing with the dead limb. "-which I would expect while under such stress." It was comical in a way, really I wanted to add, but the Lady did not seem like the laughing type. Instead I stayed silent after the explanation, hoping that she wouldn't completely lose interest and walk away. I had to prove myself one way or another to the herd, even if none of them knew who I am. A stallion who thought too highly of himself; finding what he had guessed was love, pushing around a young Pegasus that was protected by the mighty Midas of the Throat. I resided in the desert for nearly a whole season, dehydrated and nearly starved until the spotted brute Mauja had guided me home. Here I sat, wallowing in my own pity, until I had set eyes on the same bitch that had gotten me into the whole mess. At least they would remember me as a killer, a torturer rather, than a complete puss. Hopefully. The mare continued, asking basically why I had come to her. White ears rotated around before responding, listening for anything that may have been watching, listening to us from the darkness. It would be an easy task to do at this point, being that our only light source was a glowing tree. Now that I think of it, it will take my eyes quite a while to adjust to the darkened landscape again. Great. "Actually my Lady, I was told to bring you a feather by your daughter, Sno. She told me that I would be let in on a secret if I were to pull the task off. Though, I would like to know what your beliefs are. We may be on the same page." The corners of my black mouth twitched into a small smile, the muscles pulling upward. I had heard rumor from outside our frigid home land that so many of the unicorns that resided within our walls were killers, stone cold murderers. Before I had left the comforting cold on the Basin, I had not met one vicious murderer.. as far as I was aware. The antlered mare that I had associated with for a while had been gentle hearted, very caring and open to new comers. Another mare and her foal were just as welcoming, inviting me to their home when I was sulking out in the open frost of the bitter wind. None of my herd mates came off as ruthless killers so far. Psyche was the first in my short journey here to be labeled as a killer. Tagged: @[Psyche] walk walk walk talk talk talk RE: [PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Psyche - 06-27-2013
RE: [PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Crash Course - 07-03-2013 "You are a fool for leaving her alive," her blunt tone drew through one ear and out the other, not fazing me as I had expected it to. It was a fool's choice really, to leave her motionless body in it's resting place still fully capable of breathing, even if it were not controlled by her conscious mind. Instead of wasting my breath to argue a point or attempt to cover my ass, I simply nodded my massive skull once to assure the night black mare that I understood. Her dry tone was rather nice to listen to, consider that screeching and ear shattering cries from that gray lump that I had left behind. Time seemed to linger for a moment before the black queen spoke again, stressing the reality that whatever the subject of the matter was, was certainly a secret. I wanted so badly to know, so badly that I had in fact carried on this god damn voyage for far too long, but came out on top with the win. If only it had been the kill, as Psyche had pointed out once more. "I understand, my Lady." The corners of her lips had pinched themselves into an evil sneer, one that she wore so well with so little effort. She continued again, her voice hypnotizing me into full attention. White ears stayed perched forward, pulling all of the information I could render from her tight words into a pool of knowledge. She explained her intentions, our intentions. The same fire that licked the side walls of my belly happily at the sharp cries of the winged rat ignited once more, dancing with excitement in the bubbling acids. A wicked laugh spilled from her dark maw, drowning out the pleasurable groan of excitement in my belly. Still, I wore a calm face, bright eyes constantly watching the strange colored ones of my cold blooded leader. She was impressed, some what, she had to be. The wing had bought me a ticket into something great, something that would push me into a more important position than a slab of meat as I had been. The corners of my mouth tugged into an uncomfortable smile as well, lips parting only as I spoke. Do I accept? Of course I accept. "Of course, Lady Psyche, I accept. More than willingly." Ooc: Wow, horrible post. I'm sorry, I thought I had answered this for some reason a while ago.. wow. Good job me. Lol. Tagged: @[Psyche] walk walk walk talk talk talk RE: [PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Psyche - 07-04-2013
RE: [PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Crash Course - 07-04-2013 The intense glow of the tree that lighted our conversation gleamed in my eyes, blemishing my left eye from the bright blue with a pink hued cloud. This simple task had gotten me so far already; now I actually belonged some where because of the horrors I had caused. Just hours before I stood in sorrow, wondering what in the gods' names I could do to bring myself back from the slump that I had caused all on my own. This was definitely a step up, even if I was simply nothing as of right now. Once more, the shady body spoke, prodding for me to meet my newest family. The name "Deimos," it stitched itself into my brain, left in the partial fresh memories of "what I need to do." Nodding, taking in more information as it spilt from the Empress' mouth, I felt a weight lift off of my shoulders. This was real now, this was something I can do. Something I can do and be proud of. This was just, peachy. A smile cracked over the straight line of my mouth, the muscles twitching and pulling the corners up to reveal the close-mouthed grin. Her sentence broke, leaving a dry twist in the air. What now? Orbs rolled down to examine the dead limb, connecting what I had seen during our herd meeting. Feathers dangled in the mare's hair, twisted into the black mass to add color and life to her body. Should I do the same? My massive skull dropped to the appendage, lips gripping onto one of the long white feathers. I yanked, the whole thing moving with it momentarily but staying on the ground, until the feather detached itself from the skin. My face rose back up, attempting to meet eyes with the Lady. "I have to have something for keeps." My words were slightly muffled due to pinching the feather in between my rough lips. Tagged: @[Psyche] walk walk walk talk talk talk RE: [PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Psyche - 07-04-2013
RE: [PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Crash Course - 07-05-2013 I could feel her watching me, orange eyes digging under my skin like a knife into a warm meal. The feather was cold, frozen in the wake of my hot breath. The dark sky signified nothing, realistically it could have been noon; the sun high in the sky, hidden behind layers upon layers of billowing snow clouds. White harks flicked awkwardly, attempting to find any sound in the abyss of night in between each of our responses. "Where will you put it, darling?" Icy blue eyes fell back down to her face rather than scanning the surroundings. Where would I put it? I can't copy Psyche, that would just be dumb. Though, there weren't many places to put them. I turned my face toward my hind end, flicking my silver traced tail back and forth. "My tail, some how." How would I tie this damn thing into something I couldn't even reach? Some one else would have to do it for me. My skull rotated back toward the Empress, the feather still jutting from my mouth. How did she get them into her mane? I drew in a deep breath, releasing it with a sigh. "How'd you manage to get those in there?" I took a small step back with my front left leg, squaring up my stance into a collected posture. The gleaming light continued radiating off of the tree, the color splashing across a small radius around the two of us and casting our black shadows out across the pink ground. Ooc: Oh my god, noooo muse. :(( Tagged: @[Psyche] walk walk walk talk talk talk RE: [PLAGUE] Cheers To The Night - Psyche - 07-14-2013
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