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Post by PLAGUE ;; on Jan 28, 2011 22:58:08 GMT -5
Oxicotton3 2 1 l i f t o f fSilly, thats what she was, just plain silly.... why did she have to be like that? In her mind... in her mind she was a whore, a bitch, a slave, but really..... really she was just being delusional, but why? Why...? Well, that's a million dollar question, isn't it? Why is the sun in the sky? Why is the ground hard? Why does life have to be so warped? God fucking dammit, all the words, they just pissed her off the wall, made her flip a shit.... and really, that is never pretty, but he liked it when she was crazy, insane, unstable.... it made him feel better about himself, and well, it was the only time he could get inside her, other than that she hated foals.... annoying pests they are. He liked it when her rage got control, she would strike and rant, he would laugh and tease, hurt her in ways unimaginable, then tell her he loved her, but why? Oh, here we go again, with the million dollar question again, ha. What could she do with trash money? Buy herself a nice stall at the Equine Inn? Hardly. Emotions, words, feelings, scents, they were all jumbled into her brain, scattered like leaves in the dry autumn wind, useless facts, hidden treasures, secrets, they were all there disrupting her line of thought with enough frequency to make her aggravated and twitchy. "Shut up in there!" Her words echoed, useless, small, fool hardy, who could shut off their brain? There was one way.... but she wanted to live for now, although if life got any worse she would definitely consider the possibility of suicide. Ha, a fun word; su-ic-id-e, definition; kill yourself, reason; done with the world and its ape shit. Ha, 'nother fun word; ape shit......
Highlighted tressles bounced lightly against a corded nape, the patterns along the skin that of a cheetah, continuing along her muscled champagne bodice, the thick chocolate stripe that ran down her spine splitting her in half like an amber apple. No, Oxicotton knew she wasn't the prettiest fae out there, other souls occupied screamin' gorgeous bodies, although most couldn't even come close to her on the exotic level, cause damn, who do you know that looks like a Cheetah on steroids? Chew on that, assholes. When the winter months settle in, a thick, warm coat takes its place and her shiny, thin summer one sheds, making her look like a dwarfed mammoth, although plenty others looked worse than her during the long months. Oxi chuckled and shook her strong boned jug, ribbon flowing in choppy layers down her forehead, stopping just bellow her eyes, in a tangled mess, obscuring her view every time a breeze picked up. The land was barren, rocky and excavated, it seemed, for caves and outcroppings were every where, the guttural grunts of studs and the nickering of vixens floating out the entrances, warning signals for other lucky horses that this dark space is ocupado. She laughed again, delighted with her new word, and picked a small goat trail along a rocky minefield, careful about where her mud-splattered saucers were placed, knowing that a rock stuck in the tender part hurt, and hoping to avoid that pain. Slowly but surely, the scatter-brained mare maneuvered her 16h bod to a relatively flat area by a small, placid pond, the water dark and looming before her, but wet and wonderful going down her throat. A few lone stags expressed interest in her, but Oxi's wild, creepy stare was enough to scare them away, flickers swishing in annoyance as they waited for lovers or prey. [/color]
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Post by {{BLiSSFUL}} on Jan 30, 2011 13:26:44 GMT -5
perfection. Controlling,demanding,and abusive. How's it feel you ask,fucking great to get anything I want. But I always went after the vulnerable ones,the ones who had nothing to live for. Her..as I watched the mare make her way down the rocky path. Why her,it isn't like she is the most stunning thing out there,Her different colored coat,when he could in reality have the red headed mare on the other side of the mountains. When do you plan on stopping that thought raced through my head,are you going to hurt this one too? my body trembled with adrenalin. i need this i was almost like a drug addict wanting my fix,but it was more of a Love Making addict wanting control. other stallions passed by, i lifted my head higher, move the fuck on, i demanded, and they did,of course they did,they knew what i was up too didn't they? the way the mare looked at the stallion he knew this wasn't going to be as easy as the others,i want her to stay around,i wanted her obedient to me. Scared to leave,but scared to stay. Puddles covered most spots of the ground,I watched myself, making sure to miss each one. I need to look good for her don't i?. i needed a plan of action,but instead i ended up letting emotions take control.
i walked towards the uneasy mare,as she was still keeping a nice pace in front of me. my body was erect,blood flowed faster and faster,'where are you going' i asked the mare...
ooc;first time really posting with him like this,hope i gave you something to work with..
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Post by PLAGUE ;; on Jan 30, 2011 20:36:25 GMT -5
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Well, life isn't just a game, now is it? You can't just step onto the side lines with a smirk and say 'I'm done', that would be against the rules, that would be a cheat. But of course, you can't cheat death, can you? That would be insane, amazing, fucked up...... Words, words words! Why does life revolve around words? Why, why,why? More stupid, idiotic, words. His lyrics were words as well, demanding, controlling words that drifted on the wind; Where are you going? Goddammit, it was none of his business, was it? Well, she was going to tell him that with her hard flint and crushing ivories, but when she spun around, his muscled form made her snap her jowls shut with an audible click. He reminded her of him, the vibe that was set off from his person was that of dominance and control-- he would have it his way or nothing. Well shit, she was just out of luck, now wasn't she? He was a beast, compared to her, tall, bulky, and gleaming, while she was of normal size, sleek, and rough around the edges, but why would he want her? For Christ sakes, why was he even paying her attention? She was just Oxicotton, after all, no one special, nothing special, just an insane little dove with a mind of her own, so why on gods green earth did he talk? "Where am I going? Well shit, I don't know! Why do you even care? Whats with the attention? Good Lord, did I grow wings on my back or something?!" Oxi yowled, harks pinned flat against her head, liquid black eyes narrowed, whip snapping in annoyance. What made him think that he had any authority over her, anyways? And didn't other's say hello before they asked where she was going, really, how rude, although she shouldn't be talking, she'd found that greetings weren't a part of her vocabulary, as it seemed they weren't a part of his either. OOC//. You gave me a lot to work with x)
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Post by {{BLiSSFUL}} on Jan 31, 2011 18:25:22 GMT -5
perfection. "the state or quality of being or becoming perfect. "
'im sorry' i thought to myself 'i don't think i heard you right' i said to that thing,yes thing she was no longer a horse to me,she jumped to conclusions,she cant read my mind,she didn't know what my plans are,she had no right to snap at me like the way she did. 'i asked were you where going,not if it was any of my business.' i snapped just as she had done to me. the words fuck you seemed to cover her body. i had a whole plan ready,and it was already working. i walked towards the mare,it seemed as if she was annoyed,already,she wanted a 'hello' first. so i did i proceeded on with what she wanted. 'oh i must have forgotten to introduce myself,the names perfection,you can shorten it or keep it like the way it is,what is your deal?'
the trick is to get into their heart first,make them fall in love scared to leave. ive done this one to many times in my life. i walked around her,her color was definitely different,she looks like she has never been taken care of. i wonder how good of a mother she could be. or if she has ever been one. her past looks rough,the mares ears where back, she wanted to play that game.. she seemed as if she wanted me to think she had total control over me. damn you bitch, came out of my mouth,without any thought,of course there i go screwing up my plan,i stood my ground but moved in front of her, even if she try's to move there is no way she can possibly outrun me.
ooc;big boys in town,bahaha. <3
wc; 272
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Post by PLAGUE ;; on Jan 31, 2011 23:17:17 GMT -5
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He had heard her just fine, goddammit! He just didn't want her to run, to bolt from his frightening aura. But.... that was where Oxi felt at home, never before had she made choices of her own, it was always her brother, pushing and molding her mind in his own ways..... then there was him, and he wasn't even nice about meddling with her thoughts, he twisted, tweaked, and slammed her into his perfect creation. Suddenly, the mad fae felt a calm rush spread over her entire being, her latest seductive nature gleaming through the widening cracks in her mind. Well, deja vu much, this brute that stood before her was suddenly him, but in a flash the image was gone, and she perked her audits enough to find out that his name was Perfection. Pe-rf-ec-ti-on, like perfect, like sanity, unlike her, he was perfect, she was not, so why does he stand before her like so? Did he want a new toy, trinket, slave? A new bitch to boss around? Whatever he wanted, she would give it to him, not right away, but in time, Oxicotton liked to think of herself as a spider in a web, entwining it's latest snack in a net of silk, letting them think they were free before sucking them back to the dark hole that resided in her. "Perfect? That I am not, Big Boy. Oxicotton, like the drug, so watch out, I'm addictive." She smirked, very aware that he was looking her over like she was a slice of meat at the butcher shop, and not mind the least. She would put on a show, just for him, flaunt to the best of her abilities, twist and turn to evade, brush and pulse to invade. The hollow clip of her hooves meeting hard rock sounded as she circled him, delicate skin making contact more times then once before she came to a stop beside the great shadowed beast, running the underside of her jaw along his spine before prancing just out of range. "Damn the bitch, damn the bitch, damn the motherfucking bitch, well, it is the same with all of you, isn't it? Sorry, Darling, but you've got to get in line to damn me, the wait should be around a year." An icy sneer caught her thick lips, twisting them in a familiar way. A slow tremor rocketed up her powerful legs as Oxi did a full bodied shake, a small dust cloud rising from her Cheetah coat and drifting off on a slight breeze. She snorted, waiting for his reply, and let her mind wander absently.
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Post by {{BLiSSFUL}} on Feb 1, 2011 22:52:30 GMT -5
perfection, CONTROL&DEMAND.
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"Really,so thats how you talk to everyone?" I asked the mare,who went around this world calling herself Oxi. She wanted to play hard to get or something along those lines,which is fine with me ,but I really hope she doesn't believe im waiting. I don;t wait,I get what I want when I want it. She rubbed on me,oh no sorry bitch that doesn't turn me on."Ill show you what turns me on" i looked the mare directly in her eye's as she rubbed on me. I was feeling hot,as i advanced my body towards her,using my rear end to push her over,with only one goal in mind,to push her down. It always starts that way doesn't it? There was a demon inside of me,and it wanted out. She was just pushing my button's and she knew just how to push them too. She walked,I followed so who was whipped by who really? My burly body made every solid rock crack under me.
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Post by {{BLiSSFUL}} on Feb 7, 2011 17:48:39 GMT -5
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Post by PLAGUE ;; on Feb 7, 2011 22:35:27 GMT -5
Oxicotton 3 2 1 l i f t o f f
His words tickled her ears like dominant wind, pushing, invading her mind, overlapping her thoughts like syrup. Oh lord, how he reminded her of him, selfish, assertive, no respect for the living other than himself..... Yes, this monstrosity before her was just like him, and she need someone like that to control her, it just didn't feel right making her own decisions, it felt.... awkward..... terrifying..... wrong. But why is she like so? He spoke, but she hardly heard him this time; I'll show you what turns me on. Uhh. What a pig. Really, do all studs have to be like this? "Babe, I really couldn't care less." Oxicotton sneered. His rump pressed against her as he attempted to bulldoze the tan fae to the ground, but Oxi would have none of it, she snaked her head to the side and opened her jaws, stained pearls shining with saliva as she went for his flank, his dark coat brushing against her light one. Her aim was to draw blood, to break skin, to hurt him just enough to piss him off. Her jaws closed on their mark, but it all depended if Perfection would move away..... occ ./. thats okay x] mine is pretty short as well.
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Post by {{BLiSSFUL}} on Feb 10, 2011 10:08:47 GMT -5
perfection, CONTROL&DEMAND.
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Post by PLAGUE ;; on Feb 11, 2011 0:06:51 GMT -5
Oxicotton 3 2 1 l i f t o f f
Don't call him babe? Well then, she would call him babe, just to watch him tick. She pulled back, disappointed that he hadn't shown any sign of discomfort when her pearls met his skin, in fact, he pushed harder against her, laying all his weight on his stocky black legs and attempting even harder to mash her over. Oxi, being the defiant whore she was, did not like this, and she darted to the side, fairly pissed all of sudden, she whirled and cantered down the rocky trail, flint clattering against the shale as she ran from the brute. "The reason that I won't listen, babe, is because I don't feel up to the part right now, so buhbye." Her snort echoed amongst the ruckus just before her rippling figure disappeared around a corner. Oxicotton splashed into a shallow pond, the water spilling up her sides, down her arched neck, riveting over her spliced haunches. God, despite the fact that Mr. Perfect was acting like a total bastard, Oxi wanted his presence, his purposely inflicted pain, his demanding nature, for it soothed her to think that she didn't have to make decisions, that she didn't have to do anything but his bidding. But oh, why was she so dependent on studs like so? Why....?
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i think i lost myself ; under your control
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Post by PLAGUE ;; on Feb 26, 2011 1:25:10 GMT -5
bumps x)
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PLAGUE ;;
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i think i lost myself ; under your control
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Post by PLAGUE ;; on Jan 29, 2012 3:01:15 GMT -5
bump. :c
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