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[PRIVATE] Master of Brute Force

Ghost the Cadaverous Posts: 219
Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 10.5 | dam: 5.5
Mare :: Hybrid :: 16hh :: 6 years HP: 67 | Buff: ENDURE
Fantôme :: Grey Wolf :: None imi
#1
Deception and perfection are wonderful traits
One will breed love, the other hate



A tired sigh left the mouth of a mare who seemed far too young to be sighing for so long. Her eyes were dull with weariness and with an edge of annoyance, her mind a battlefield of thoughts that contradicted one another and, when finally she thought she had found the answer, another question sent it all back into chaos. She was a lonely creature, an animal of solitude and quiet, the noise of her new and complicated predicament left her fuse shorter. The normally well-controlled Ghost was beginning to understand what anger could do to the mind. Still, she wondered why she was angry? Was it really herd problems? The relentless north was on her tail and now the Czar had mysteriously gone missing. Part of her was curious; almost joyous at the opportunity of her own rule, but she lacked the strength to do anything with it. Perhaps that was where her anger stemmed from. She didn't know why they were the targets and maybe it was time to put some of her own plans into motion.

In order to do that, however, one must have a plan.

Ghost stared out across the Endless Blue, shading herself under a nearby tree that was one of the few near where the sands started. For some reason, she quite liked the coast and its golden shoreline, you would think a lover of darkness and shadow would prefer the comfort of something creepier. Like the main setting to a horror novel. However, there was something about the vast horizon before her that captured her imagination and captivated her feet to remain rooted to the floor. It was a place she thought she could think in peace and a place she hadn't visited in a long time, long enough that it was far overdue a visit.

For a while she stood and weighed her options. Friends? Allies? Foes? To win this tug of war how far would she have to go, how vast was the ocean she had to cross? Was it as vast as the one in front of her? It seemed awfully big and rather daunting. Could she cross it? Or would she drown. Perhaps she needed to know what it feels like to drown in order to learn to swim.

Let the heat of the sun
Reignite your memory
Because if we just turn and run
Let them fire the gun

❚ Force permitted, just don't kill her :3
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Messages In This Thread
Master of Brute Force - by Ghost - 03-26-2015, 06:12 PM
RE: Master of Brute Force - by Archibald - 03-31-2015, 08:30 AM
RE: Master of Brute Force - by Ghost - 03-31-2015, 07:31 PM
RE: Master of Brute Force - by Archibald - 03-31-2015, 10:24 PM

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