waking the dead. ;; open.

[GRIMMJOW ,]

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[atrb=background,http://i738.photobucket.com/albums/xx22/_gabbers23_/background2.jpg] so this was the terrible ghost hill that everyone spoke of, saying that if one word was spoken while standing a top of the hill, you would be cursed. im already cursed. i hissed, audlits laying back onto my skull. i stood motionless, looking across the ocean that was easy to see from here. i appeared to be a statue, because nothing was moving. not even the wind. i didn't even blink. my icy blue optics stayed open, staring at the black waves that crashed upon the beige sand. life was pretty much like a wave. you start out small and barely moving, then you grow, you grow, and than you're at you're peak, but then you crash and you're life is gone. gone in the blink of an eye. thats why i lived my life the way i did. not giving a damn about anyone but myself. thats how it should be. it was far easier and far less hassle to have people disconnected from you instead of being so close and getting in you're business. well, thats how i felt about it. a sigh expanded my lungs and escaped through my maw that parted only a bit to let the rush of air escape my lips. i began to walk down the peak of ghost hill and into the darker part of it. the more dangerous. death was heavy on it and a dense fog hung like a burden. it was so thick that as i walked through it, it parted like a curtain. my ice-blue optics were still half-shut and held a rather bored expression. to others, this place would be horrible and terrifying. not a place that they would ever want to be. to me, it wasn't horrifying at all. it was more like coming home. the realm of death should have been a land that he could call his own because thats where he fit in most. but fate had it so he would only rule over the crag and he could't complain about that, so he didn't. i never complained about anything. i didn't have room to do that. i didn't feel like i should because honestly, i was at the top of the food chain. no one screwed around with me because they would find themselves with a crush skull. being feared was how it was supposed to be for me, and i didn't care. i didn't have a reason to. life was simple. it was survival of the fittest, and the fittest was... well, if you can't guess that one than you are an idiot and need to look at darwin's theory of evolution once more and than come back. i flicked my ebony whip cord against my massive hindquarters, audlits moving a top my cranium every once in a while. it was a natural thing to me, to listen for things. i didn't like being snuck up on so i made it impossible. i definetly didn't like being taken by suprise and attacked with my back turned, but no one was idiotic enough to do that. * * * * * * * actions speach thoughts

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L I V E D

Lived walked through the tall grass that grew from the earth. Why was earth made?! It just makes me hate it more every time I step on it! lived said cursing in the wind. her white mane flowing as a gust of wind flew by. Her tail scraping her hindquarters. Anyone here? She said looking up above a hill that formed before her. But good enough a stag stood ontop. Hello sir. Lived said with a blank expression in her voice. She stomped at the ground and snorted. Do you hate earth and want to destroy everyone who walks about on it? She asked describing how she felt. If this stallion gave her trouble she would rip his skull open and leave it on the top of the hill and drag his body in the trees and hang it there. Because people believed she was the devil's wife. Of course her name backwards was devil. But could that really form her mood and personality. No! She was born with the damn feeling rushing through her body. Her orbs looked at the stallion again. She pinned her audits down if the stag tried to perform a move on her. Her mane still flowed in the wind. Most stallions reffered to her as gorgeous white kind mare. But obviously they were blind and deaf.

TAG; Grimmjow
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[GRIMMJOW ,]

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[atrb=background,http://i738.photobucket.com/albums/xx22/_gabbers23_/background2.jpg] i thought i was alone until the scent of a fae found its way to my nose. i flicked my audlits, ignoring it. i didn't feel like dealing with one right now. anyone here? i heard her voice call and i rolled my optics. stupid wench. i felt her get closer to me and i wanted to lay into her, but kept myself calm. hello sir. i grit my teeth. do you hate the earth and everyone who walks about on it? she questioned me, and i turned to look at her, a sneer lifting my black maw up off my ivories. shut up. i hissed, my tone making it clear i didn't want to hear her shit as she attempted to sound like a badass. i didn't move though. i was really good at putting a wall up and ignoring when i wanted to, but if she kept running her mouth id simple tear her larrings out of her throat and walk away as she gasped for oxygen, leaving her to die. * * * * * * * actions speach thoughts

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L I V E D

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Lived snorted. Obviously your in a bad mood. Did someone beat you in a battle. Since your....scrawny! She said standing tall. She was nineteen hands and this stallion was seventeen something by the looks of it. Which did make him scrawny. And what was that she saw? Blue eyes? No horse who is badass has blue eyes. They have black eyes. Devil eyes. Such as her. This stag was making him into something he truly wasn't. You coud've ignored me. Lived said rolling her eyes with a chuckle. This stallion needed to turn his brain on and think. But maybe he didn't have a brain by looking at how small his skull was. It looked like a bird. Two the most. So why would this stallion think he was good at something. Grimm right? The small stallion to some? The badass that thinks he is one but just embarrasses himself because he isn't? She said staring at him. Her orbs stuck on him. This little get-together was going to get extremely entertaining with a male wimp around.

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[atrb=background,http://i738.photobucket.com/albums/xx22/_gabbers23_/background2.jpg] i rolled my optics looking at the stupid mare who continued to run her mouth. at her comeback, i only looked over at her, piercing gaze seeming to look right through her. look here, bitch. you nailed it right on the head, i am in a bad mood, and no. i didn't lose in battle you overgrown waste of flesh. maybe if you'd get you're head out of the cloud's you'd see i don't have any wounds. so get the fuck away from me before i break you're legs at the knees. i growled, ivories flashing in the moonlight. she needed to get away from me. now. you're like a fly. as much as you want to, you can't ignore them because their so damn annoying and you just wanna squish 'em. i snapped, turning my malicious gaze away from him. when i heard her speak of my name, i shook my handsomely sculpted skull. i wish you wouldn't pull nicknames out of you're ass, wench. and no, its not grimm. its grimmjow. if you can pronounce it. i snapped. acts like a badass? honey, i don't have to act, it just comes natural. so why don't you turn you're ugly carcass around before i give you a reason to wish you'd never been born. * * * * * * * actions speach thoughts

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L I V E D

Your calling me overgrown with flesh and ugly? Hah! Have you looked at yourself lately? You look like a wimpy, retarted , deformed child who just died. And fly's there in your family.....your a maggot. And, no....that name wasn't pulled out of my ass....it was pulled out of everyone's you dumb dick. You wouldn't have the guts to fight a monster like me! I would be sure to lay some dents on your face and ass. Then be sure to kill you with a slam in the barrel. Then watch you die while you look at the holes fixed in your body. So how about you walk your dumb ass out of this place and wag yourself as a follower. Your no leader of any kind. Lived was going to kick the balls off this stag. But she had to be careful because it was breeding season and that meant some things: Raping only lead to hard thrusting for hours.Which has happened to her before many of times....many of hours.....many of equines.....raping....it was a dreadful thing in her world.

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[GRIMMJOW ,]

GRIMMJOW && ULQUIORRA

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grimmjow turned his deadly optics upon the vix, baring his ivories at her. she would regret ever speaking to him the way she just did. the stallion lifted up his hind legs, grabbing for her throat until an eerie voice swept through his sense. grimmjow. thats enough. grimmjow completely turned his body in mid-air to land his eyes on none other than ulquiorra. the ebony hellion was walking towards them, lean body rolling. a chill ran up the stallions spine as he looked into the dark turquoise cat-eyes that seemed to stare into his soul. ulquiorra was the only equine that had ever nearly killed grimmjow, only sparing him because he was an idiot. ulquiorra. grimmjow responded, tossing a hateful glance at the mare.

ulquiorra made his way to them, his features carrying a dark, depressed look within them, but something inside his abnormal eyes swirled, showing how truely deadly he was. the markings below his eyes made it appear as if he were crying. im afraid, mare, that you are rather stupid. came the stallions lethal voice. for if you were more intelligent than you put yourself off to be, you would have turned and walked away from grimmjow before you made him you're enemy. the stallion stopped beside her, still not looking at her as he stood there. ulquiorra appeared to be staring off at something else, deep eyes emotionless. take it from someone who nearly killed him, he's not one to be trifeled with mare. so turn, take you're leave. now he turned his cruel gaze upon her. before i enter this mess and end it for him.

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L I V E D


I, I'm leaving now. Lived said stuttering. She turned around and trotted with speed down the crackled earth. Her mind spinning with various questions. Someone could kill the bitch? That's a first. Maybe I shouldn't get in this trouble. But wait. Maybe....just maybe I could defeat them.....yes, both...it would show how strong I am. No! I'm not leaving! Lived turned around and cantered back to the two stallions. The battle grounds! Whoever....I will battle them! I dont care who it is but I will! I swear. If you win I wont ever bother any of you again. If I win then I get the fame of spreading the word. And I get to be a lead mare of one of you two! Because...you both seem like handsome stallions....deal? She said as she screamed out over the gusts of wind. What had she gotten herself into?

OOC; What did she just do?!?!?!?!?!?!?

[GRIMMJOW ,]

ooc - she just signed her death wish. XD i'll use grimm. you start battle thread.

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Ok! Short battle or long?

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