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Who's this Coolkid? [open]

Roy Posts: 22
Dragon's Throat Stallion atk: 5.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 5.5
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 15.3 :: 4 [ages in frostfall] HP: 66 | Buff: NOVICE
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Roy Strider
"oh my god we are never going to stop"



Actions "Speech"

Roy raised his head, his ears flicking forwards at the young foal approaching him. The champagne stud colt did not, however, have time to answer her questions before a wolf prowled out of the undergrowth towards them and spoke, asking what his business was. The colt's eyes narrowed, looking the wolf up and down and knowing better than to trust a predator. He took a step forwards, shifting his position to place himself between the wolf and the foal, knowing that of the two equines, the filly made for an easier meal. Roy wasn't about to let the little one become lunch, no matter where she'd come from.

"mystique huh? hmm..." The colt cleared his throat and then began to trot in place again, his hooves clopping out a beat on the hard ground."spittin rhymes with mystique here son / and im officially the candidate for havin some fun you know / bustin stuff for ya'll i'd flick and split / but the fellas you run with / they ain't even legit because / i'm a strider and there ain't none finer / all you other rappers try / but the gap is even wider than/ this role / impossible / tryin' ta step to the knight / with the clock control?"

Roy stopped trotting in place once he was finished rhyming. He looked from the filly to the wolf and then snorted. "names roy" He muttered, looking away with a sigh. He'd stopped because he'd realized his lyrics actually sucked this time around. Besides, there was a time and place for such a thing and now was not the time. In anycase, he walked forwards to look down at the wolf. "you see that filly? shes protected so leave... now." He stamped the ground with a hoof to underline his point. No matter how much humiliation he'd just placed on himself, he wasn't going to let his guard down.

Where there was an easy meal, there were predators trying to extort that meal. Roy wasn't stupid and now that the filly was with him, her chances of turning into someone else's lunch lowered considerably. Not only that, but without even knowing who she was or where she came from, or anything like that, Roy was willing to kill the wolf if he didn't step off for her sake. Simply based on the fact that she was young and incapable of defending herself as of yet. His plans had changed from being a slave to his wanderlust, to taking this filly home in less than a minute.




Messages In This Thread
Who's this Coolkid? [open] - by Roy - 12-30-2012, 10:11 AM
RE: Who's this Coolkid? [open] - by Mystique - 12-30-2012, 10:45 AM
RE: Who's this Coolkid? [open] - by Lupus - 01-01-2013, 07:15 AM
RE: Who's this Coolkid? [open] - by Roy - 01-09-2013, 03:00 PM
RE: Who's this Coolkid? [open] - by Mystique - 01-14-2013, 05:46 PM
RE: Who's this Coolkid? [open] - by Lupus - 01-16-2013, 02:14 PM
RE: Who's this Coolkid? [open] - by Roy - 01-18-2013, 06:36 AM
RE: Who's this Coolkid? [open] - by Mystique - 02-02-2013, 06:56 PM
RE: Who's this Coolkid? [open] - by Lupus - 02-03-2013, 03:59 PM

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