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Post by darkfire on Dec 25, 2006 19:51:48 GMT -5
Your last words DRAGON
Death embraces a powerful Femme
3 years a Mutated Alicorn
A treat for the eye Soft Obsidian and Metallic Silver
She has the Dark Forbidden Wings of Dragon and Bat
and THREE lovely Spiral Horns of Silver Liquid
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 25, 2006 21:11:05 GMT -5
needs a sample post and then shall be accepted
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Post by darkfire on Dec 26, 2006 15:06:41 GMT -5
Oh, right. Hmmm...
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Post by darkfire on Dec 26, 2006 15:28:34 GMT -5
[glow=Black,4,300]
DRAGON
A dark silhouette emerged into the shining daylight, revealing a ghastly form of terrifying beauty. Golden pools of the black tarn within her eyes glimmered and blinked silently as the dragon watched carefully. Soft raspy breaths rumbled in her metallic throat in a undetectable, perpetual purr. Shining flints embraced the earth for a moment before treading on furtively. Hoofprints barely marked the treacherous dirt, before being blown away by the gust in the air. The queen of the hated, the shunned walked the land with reckless authority. The heavens she had mastered. Hell she had conquered. The pitiful nothing in between? It would be hers soon. Maw turned towards the source of the friendly wind and carefully enhaled its revealing scents. A lurking foe behind. Fool. Both it and her. Powerful night wings of hidious dragon spread wide and launched the vix gracefully into the bright sky. The great wind from her flight rustled the dead foliage into a ephermeral storm of chaos. Her work was done.
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 26, 2006 15:52:01 GMT -5
accepted
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Post by darkfire on Dec 26, 2006 18:03:57 GMT -5
-dances- need a piccy for her now
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