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Numb All The Time [PLAGUE, CLOSED]

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Ragnar :: Plain Boggart :: Suffocate Nevada
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Crash Course
The art of fighting words to conquer life





Ugh, you have got to be fucking with me. I could smell that there had been fellow equine of all kinds lurking around here lately. No big surprise considering this was supposed to be the place to come if you're the new guy. Oh well. I just wandered on through the thin patch of birch trees, my tail had sticks and other shit stuck in it from barely dragging on the ground. It felt heavier than should be, so I raised it and flicked it around, the silver streaks sending small glints from whatever light it could gather from the lowering sun. A few twigs and what not fell out, but it still felt wrong. Not being able to see through this enormous forelock was rather irritating as well, especially since half the time it got stuck on one side or another of my horn, making it damn near impossible to shake it onto either side of my face.

The pressure of all my weight crushed sticks and made sickening grinding noises on every other rock I seemed to find when I stepped on them. I cocked my ears opposite of each other, one facing forward, the other back; taking in all the sounds around me. The scent of distant mares was slowly fading, almost upsetting me a little bit. Hopefully there would end up being some kind of female interaction around here. If not, I'd find some after a while I guess.

The flat ground began to dip down into a thick patch of trees that seemed to thin out again as they went. There was no way I was fitting through some of those tight fit spots, so it was time to stop and find something interesting in this place. Little creatures scampered around in the high branches of the trees, chirping and squeaking at each other as if they were having an argument. Go figure, it didn't take long to lose interest in watching the animals, so I leaned against the nearest tree, scratching my neck against the rough bark. A low sigh rumbled out of my chest, flaring my nostrils on the way out. Well, now it was time to wait for some poor son-of-a-bitch to find me and try to make small talk before I too lost interest in that. If nobody wanted me, then to hell with it, that may be just as good.

Has stopped the bloody knife of words again



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Messages In This Thread
Numb All The Time [PLAGUE, CLOSED] - by Crash Course - 02-19-2013, 03:20 AM
RE: Numb All The Time [PLAGUE, OPEN] - by Crowley - 02-19-2013, 09:09 AM
RE: Numb All The Time [PLAGUE, OPEN] - by Crowley - 02-19-2013, 07:01 PM

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