Oxy the Addict Posts: 322
| Hidden Account atk: 5.5 | def: 7.5 | dam: 8 |
| Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.2hh :: 9 [Tallsun] HP: 73.5 | Buff: DANCE |
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Unnamed :: Common Boggart :: Mayhem
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12-28-2014, 01:32 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-28-2014, 01:43 AM by Oxy.)
You stumble away from the fucking tree no better than you really were before you arrived. Technically, you’re worse. You used your drug magic. And even though it only lasts for about 30 seconds or so, the hallucinations that follow its use are rather fine motivation to no use it at all. Of course, when you don't use it, the effects seem to be just as bad. The fire in your belly smolders, seeming to eat away at your internal organs. And your skin… oh, your skin. The way the flesh seems to peel away from your body slowly… slowly… slowly… it’s excruciating.
As you lurch onward, your steps become steadier. The magic is fading away; your vision clears, your head stops swimming from images that are impossible to decipher from reality, and the need… the desire for your addiction returns. The pain is less agonizing now that you're freshly undrugged, but you know the pain will become worse, the same way it has every time before. Because you need to get off this rock, you try to resist the temptation to use your magic again. It’s hard, oh so hard. For the longest time, your magic has been the only thing in your life that you’ve actually needed. Unfortunately, once you start hallucinating it's rather unclear where you'll end up. You need a guide... Did you see Snowflake at the tree? You could try to find her...
Of course, relying on Snowflake to be do your bidding at all times is a poor plan at best. You can follow her around (gods have you tried to), but you lose her from time to time. A product of your drugs, your magic, or her ability to be stealthy, perhaps. Regardless, you doubt she wants to waddle around with you while you try to indulge in your habit. You're not sure she had the best time last time the two of you... you know, hung out on the beach and ate some of the plants.
Trying to fight through the pain, you force your brain to work. You think you may have managed to escape Ampere unnoticed, so now you need to work on your plan. Step one is to get off this stupid floating rock. You hate it so much, but somehow your subconscious keeps sending you back here like its very life depends on the matter. And once you’ve taken care of that, step two is getting to the beach. Do you even remember what direction that is?
Lord knows you’ll figure it out. You need to know if something has gone wrong with your magic to make the hallucinations as bad as they are, or if it is something about the toxic effects of the drug itself. And beyond that, it would be nice to know why you're suddenly in severe pain every time you don't use it. You're well past withdrawal stage.
@[Ampere]- still going to reply to our other one, promise, but I wanted to get this one done for timeline purposes. Sorry for double tag :(
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Ampere The Mother of Companions Posts: 719
| Dragon's Throat Sultana atk: 9 | def: 11 | dam: 4.5 |
| Mare :: Pegasus :: 14 hh :: 6 years HP: 73 | Buff: DANCE |
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Kygo :: Green Cheek Conure :: None
Blu |
A M P E R E
Relaxation comes eventually, in small doses, when it seems the gathering bodes no ill will to her or her family. It must have been nothing more than an unusual coincidence that several from the Throat were first to arrive, because soon thereafter she recognized some from other herds as well, and assuredly those who had no place other than the wilds. Still, it was an odd thing, that so many were drawn to this place at the same time, and she stayed alert all the same. It did nothing to soothe her soul that this strange island, of all places, was where the tree and the gathering chose to occur.
It was easy to overlook figures she shouldn't have in the throng of horse bodies that moved like a living current around the tree. She recognized this in some background haze of her conscious, beating in rhythm to her tautly strung paranoia, but she had her attention set on her brothers and sisters of the Throat. Even... Gaucho, her mind gasps when she sees him arrive, ever a beacon of flame and ruined emotions.
Worriedly Ampere stole her way deeper into the island, desperate for some sort of cover or at the very least distance between her and the fire doused stallion. The passionate ending to their spar haunted her with anxiety and uncertainty. It had been so good in the moment, seemingly unregrettable as their bodies melted into one, their senses alive with the hum of electricity that raced wherever their hides touched. It was everything she'd needed for so long; Gaucho serving as an internal fire that warmed her to her bones and lit up every corner of her shadow-fringed thoughts, chasing them into nonexistence. It had been, happiness, maybe even, love?
Ampere shook her head ruthlessly, teeth gnawing at her lip with unpent agitation. Whatever she had felt then paled to the dread that filled her now. Without him she bore the dark and the cold inside of her, a storm building, raging, wrecking, yet even with him, after him, the clouds returned, vengeful. She was a hurricane of fucked up as she moved, now at a run, through the eerie land, unable yet to face the monumental oh shit of what had occurred between them. His dick may as well have been a tattoo needle carving a red 'B' across her face; Adultery was not half as horrible as BETRAYAL.
They would know. They would all know, but especially Sohalia would see her.
Shuddering, a bowstring pulled just before snapping, Ampere nearly collided with the one horse she probably hated more than herself - Oxy.
Please just wait to start the spar until she's given birth ^^' not really sure how this timeline is actually going to work but I want to at least avoid the penalty.
GOT THE DREAMER'S DISEASE
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Oxy the Addict Posts: 322
| Hidden Account atk: 5.5 | def: 7.5 | dam: 8 |
| Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.2hh :: 9 [Tallsun] HP: 73.5 | Buff: DANCE |
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Unnamed :: Common Boggart :: Mayhem
Sevin |
Still coming down from your magic-induced high, it’s not unusual that your first reaction to abnormality is panic. Something blue draws your attention as it almost crashes into you and you throw your head skyward with a scream. Your body follows, front hooves lifting from the ground as you kick and thrash, trying to ward off the cerulean monster that has come into your presence. As the last few seconds of your magic’s influence flows through your blood, you can’t decide if what you’re seeing is fiction or reality. At first you think it’s a mare, but then for a second it seems so much worse- a glowing blue inset of sorts, gnashing pincers wetted with saliva, reaching for your scarred and dirty hide. While the image oscillates and wavers, your heart continues to pound, hooves continue to flail, but finally gravity calls.
Your body falls back to the earth, instinct drawing your limbs apart and your head down so that you might be steady when you land. A few blinks later, the last sparks of your magic have disappeared from your brain and blood, leaving only a mare beside you as the cause of all your panic. Sighing with annoyance as your skin begins to twitch and tingle more insistently, you dare to open your lids and see who it is that has interrupted your solitude. Somehow, though, you know the answer before you open your eyes. What other blue creature seems determined to ruin your life at every turn, to create chaos when you might actually want peace? Still, a twinkle of hope in the back of your mind dares you to open your eyes and see that it is not…
Ampere.
You sigh louder this time, ears falling back against your head. “Go away,” you moan, almost pathetically, a sharp breath drawn between teeth as the movement of your mouth causes pain your muscles to contract painfully. Any other day you would face her with fervor, dare her to step closer, taunt her or test her patience, or perhaps mock her until she exploded into a wave of electricity. But today even your companion, usually equally quick to taunt the woman that could have been her mother, makes no move to harass the scarlet letter bearer. She has been affected by the Moon Goddess’ curse as much as you have, and she was been notably subdued as of late.
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Ampere The Mother of Companions Posts: 719
| Dragon's Throat Sultana atk: 9 | def: 11 | dam: 4.5 |
| Mare :: Pegasus :: 14 hh :: 6 years HP: 73 | Buff: DANCE |
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Kygo :: Green Cheek Conure :: None
Blu |
A M P E R E
Any other day she might have welcomed the lumbering oaf that crossed her path, a perfect punching bag to unload her troubles into via hoof and teeth. In particular Oxy was a good choice because he fucking deserved it. Today though, despite a need for it, even a desire for it, she couldn't - not even for Oxy. Ampere had the pressing weight of duty draped around her shoulders, and though her initial desire to flee the tree and get away to herself still hummed inside her, she had a growing concern to return to the Throat. The Tree wasn't justified by her paranoia, but it didn't stop the fact that nearly the whole herd had come here, leaving their sands undefended. It didn't stop the fact that a murderer still ran rampant.
No, today there were some even more deserving than Oxy of her wrath and especially of her time, something for which Oxy never truly should receive. Hence Ampere bit back her cutting remark, eyes a glowing fury that then imploded in a rustle of feathers and a shuffle of hooves. "With pleasure," she snarled despite herself as she pressed past him, tail cracking with intent to slap him as she went by, though hers was shorter than most.
Swallowing her other comments Ampere broke back into her run once she put him behind her back, wings stretching out to catch the wind and lift her up, taking her away, taking her home to the sands and the sun.
[Sorry for mucking this all up, timeline just was too wonky for me ;-; I'll make a thread for them to meet again and fight soon!]
GOT THE DREAMER'S DISEASE
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Oxy the Addict Posts: 322
| Hidden Account atk: 5.5 | def: 7.5 | dam: 8 |
| Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.2hh :: 9 [Tallsun] HP: 73.5 | Buff: DANCE |
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Unnamed :: Common Boggart :: Mayhem
Sevin |
As she slinks away, you can’t help but be relieved. No fight, no anger, no screaming and electricity. The pain pounds within your heart, as though antagonizing you and calling you a little bitch. You’re just going to… let her go? Really? Has there ever been a time since you’ve known her that you have not dared to assault her with your hateful words, or make her a victim of your shod hooves? No, she has always been and always will be your enemy. It’s just that today, you can’t imagine anything like that going right.
Of course, you can’t ignore the chance to throw at least one insult her way as she flies off into the distance. “Coward,” you slur, although it’s far from the truth. Ampere has made something of herself, or at least she has tried. What are you? Just a worthless hunk of flesh. You’ve made children with Snowflake- Thing #1 and Thing #2. Have you taught them anything? Have you done anything deserving of their respect? Not really. Have you made yourself useful in your position? Nope to that too. But then, you’ve always managed to ignore your failures when picking on others for theirs. You’re a bully, and nothing more.
So, as you watch her fly off into the distance, you continue to pride yourself on the deluded notions that you are somehow better than she is. Maybe someday you’ll be corrected into thinking otherwise, but for now you are happy with the lies that you suppose to be true.
OOC| No worries, totally understand. Some day!
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