.Unsinkable.

[XxMiseryxX**~Titanic~]

Titanic walked slowly up to a small lair of somesort.
He snorted calmly and nickered lightly, yet with amusment at a small creature darting from his path.
Rolling his large orbs, strong masculine reached the top of the tower.
Calling to whoever resided here, and if not, to try and take position as a royal.
Stomping a huge knife, he sliced the ground eagarly.
Shaking his mammoth head, sending small strands of threads around, he snorted again, growing slightly impatient.
Rearing up to two of his supporters he cryed out.

[ Come. You Whom Live Here Come Now And Show Yourself!]

He roared, maw cauterizing, sending the stench of blood away...

ooc: ignore my extreme muselessness

[Weiry]

The devil's reject listened to the sound of an un-liked creature. What was a devil's reject exactly? It was a keeper, or challenger whom now roamed the earth to kill all, and claim all. The sounds of echoing stomps and eager cries filled the wild. The wild of which could never be tamed by the devil him self. Fucking stallions, they where always awaiting the mares, or trying to become a royal, but little did they know royalty was only given to the strongest and darkest, well to the devil’s anyway. Weiry was the keeper. The keeper to what some would ask, the keeper of death and dieing. Weirys white coat moved around the caved area in a flash. Her talons held to the ground like mud, and dug sharply into it with great fierce. Her on-lookers came upon a stallion whom was a sorry sight. She maw opened in warning and her essence of death followed her like magic of night. Her crown lowered in attempt to herd the intruder out of this holly place.

‘What does the want?’

She hissed in the harshesed lyrics.


//occ-PLEASE make your posts longer, ^^

[XxMiseryxX**~Titanic~]

Large radars pricked upward. Small grimace flashed accross my ebon maw. I stood strait, looking foolish or not, who cared? I had pride, and wasnt afraid to show it. Looking up once more I found a wench. Hmmm.. My thoughts were horny but i kept them at bay, the fleshes pleasure was not on the menu today. Stepping forward slightly in a 'bow' my orbits stayed up and locked with hers, no fear or, anything for that matter was shown within them. I answered thoughtfully, slowly if you may, taking my time speaking the words to make them crystal clear.

[ Ahh.. what does any want? Power, of course. My name? You may think, though i would suppose not..]

I snorted lightly, continueing on with a swish of my long whip to hit the sides of my barrel harshly, creating a soft welt.

[ For, what is a name? Words and letters. Usesless, I presume. Names cannot fight, rear, or race the wind.., or,..]


I paused

[ Taste flesh.]

I pronounced the word flesh with some anxiety, but continued on.

[ But, of course, you may now be thinking. Ahh.. one of those dark wannabes, living for 'smirking' and 'killing.' But then once again you may be wrong. A Dark, is a wise creature, whom, cares for none other for themself. They are, so to speak, on the evil side, but do not live for blood lust. They are the rebels of the group, strong, wise, brave, menacing ]

If, I thought, if only one could see themself when they 'smirked.' such...foolishness. Its like walking around with underwere on your head. It proved that you were an idiot for one, then proved that you had no idea of what was going on around you, and that you were a...poser.

[Darks,]

I continued,

[ Are creatures that know their place in life. They are not afraid to kill, and not afraid to fight, unlike the piece keeping lights They, are all for being the weaklings they are, never knowing what their destiny was or ever will be. Then, there are the nuetrals, whom dont know either. They know evil and they know light, but the fools cant seem to decide their fate.]

My audits tilted back, and ivories were shown,.. of course all 'darks' did this, but I did not do this 'pose' for copying reasons. I did it because it was my own decision. Not, as a light may do, wonder for hours for to keep their radars up or down. I continued again.

[ But, if i am to ever see you again after this meeting, wench and bitch can only work for so long.]

I heisitated, aware of going against my words earlier, but continued.

[ Do you have a damning, real or fantasy, that you appease to be called? Do not think of me weak, for im sure that you would never find another like me. Hippy? You may say so, but i dont need others to tell me who i am.For i know who i am, i, am of the darks, possibly the darkest.. maybe another reason i came was because i saw some darkness in you when you stepped up that i have not seen in years.]

I finished, feeling somewhat..confident of her reaction.

ooc: better?

[Weiry]

//thats more like it! lol ^^

This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
Not with a bang but a wimper...

Did this obscure creature even know whom he challenged? This was a toll of his time. Weiry though quickly. If this idiot was as ’wise’ or ’dark’ as he may thought, than he must understand his place in the dark world. A smirk crossed her two sided face, and her ivories grew. Her mouth was a devil’s undesired wish. Filled with blood and so called rotting flesh. Flesh was there a feeling to it? Weiry had forgotten. She had forgotten the meaning of touch and feel. She only knew what was the meaning of hurt, but hurt was a feeling right? No, It wasn’t it was a meaning it was an emotion. The keeper of death stood before this imbecile and yet he showed no respect for a queen whom was in power of the dark faith. Weiry really didn’t care anymore, no one gave a shit about the darkness. No one was really dark anymore, other than the elders. Weiry stomped her tanned hoof and swished dust into this males face. Her odds pinned to her very soul.

“ Do you understand little one? I am a royal you do know? And yet you stand there in your so called ‘proud’ way.”

She snickered in a eerie tone.

[XxMiseryxX**~Titanic~]

The songs of the dead are the lamentations of the living

I shook my head lightly. Foolishness. It was the end to all. Suicide. Weakness. Pride. I retorted.

[ Power means nothing if one does not know how to use it correctly.]

I answered easily. Softly pawing the ground, the earth yeilded beneath my striped hoof. Ahh, so she was one whom didnt understand. I see.I asked patiently.

[ They say patience is a virtue, but pride means nothing? You have pride right now. Whether you are against it or not. You stand on your hillock and try to tell me off, to make you feel better. Does smirking and calling me little appeal to you? News. Falash. This is the real world and if you think you have the smallest damn thought that you can survive like that, you have another thing coming.]

I snorted roughly and stood my ground, blinking away droplets of water forming at my orbits from the dust that had been strewn into my orb. Tossing my head wildly my ooids opened and showed the fires of hell, iggnorance was one thing, but arrogance was a different matter. Circles opened wider to present my soul, and my whip lashed at my quarters again before my great pelt was ruffled. Calming some i asked.

[ Alas, my question was still not answered. Though it may not matter now, what is your damning?]

I asked with some impatience, I know, I know, I had already said that callings did not matter, but i wasnt saying i cared, was i? no. It was a mere question and nothing else. I never claimed that i cared, just a question right? Of course of course, I was beginning to forget my place. But now that it was found the hair on my back settled and i waited patiently.

[Weiry]

My smirk held still, and my emotions didn’t change over the thousands of years I had lived in this world no words had effect on my now. He wanted my damning? I shouldn’t give it should I devil. Devil could you here me now? He asked my damning shouldn’t he know? I was one of his gods, yet that meant nothing! Ha, what an embosom. I laugh silently in my head. Showing nothing was easy now days, but showing something was hard.

“Weiry, the death keeper.”

She answered hastily.


//sorry I cant replie longer. Im in a bit of a timeing.

[XxMiseryxX**~Titanic~]

ooc: ah.. then im aloud to suck now..jk poop...MUSE!!!!! lol

bic:

I shifted at her name. Weiry, huh? Never heard it before, but i asked casually.

[ Were there any other positions alike of the one you have now that are appealing to you?]

I asked, taking a small step forward to rip up a small dandelion, swallowing it slowly and listening for an answer. Rolling my orbits slightly at her annoying smirk, i thought 'oh now how you must keep that smirk on your face, just to make you feel better?' Ha! I turned my long handsome head towards her, eyes sparkling with amusment, but still serious in a way. Looking down at my pillars i thought can he hear me? If so he must be pleased... Looking up again i awaited patiently, not in a hurry to leave. I liked this place. There was something about it...that i couldnt really put my foresupporter on..

[Weiry]

This stallion was full of shit, but most where. She snickered again, other job's she would like? no if this stallion ment a place for him, there was none, not now at least, but if he meant something she liked there was nothing. She had the power to kill whatever came her path, or unblance the worlds life, by adding a fanin to the world. Her sniker grew to this question. Her her mouth opened in answer.

"If you look for a position, there is none for a stallion like you, and if you ask why I cose a job as hurtfull as this it is becouse I love the need to kill, and power is quite wonderful."

She hissed. Her watching eyes glanced at how beautiful his thoughts of him self where, this was a thing most stallions loved to show.

[XxMiseryxX**~Titanic~]

[As i once again say. Power** is nothing if you do not know how to use it, and i never thought that my example would be you.]

He answered surprisingly truthfully. Allright. She wanted to see the wanna be dark side of him? Fine. A large smirk swept accross his maw and ivories glittered as though they were laughing. Chuckling slightly, he stepped forward, and retorted.

[ And if i wasnt the stallion i was would there be?]

A brow raised teasingly and the horny feeling swept over him again. Shaking away those thoughts he was determined to reside here.

ooc: power, i meant power instead of position i swear! lol

[Weiry]

And as you know.

Stallion be here,
now go away,
no wanting of you is clear today,
Stay far from the Island I do heed
Now make way for that powerful steed...

Weiry cocked her crown slightly. dont you? eh? she thought from her black dream box. Her hoov twisted slightly to how this stallion said his words. His words didn't make clear seance, but this didn't matter. Weiry grinned slightly. Her voice was husky and dry, but her meaningg was clear.

"Out with you"

She hissed. Her black ora was clearly shown from her devil given power. She turned her quarter's slightly quivering as the devil came from the ground's place, and into her very soul.

[XxMiseryxX**~Titanic~]

ooc: allrighty

[XxMiseryxX**~Titanic~]

I raised a small brow, ah. Snorting at her foolishness. This was no true dark! Why had I been wasting my time? Oh yes. Power. A.K.A. suicide. I shrugged and ignored her words, instead asking.

[ You live alone disliking the pleasures of the flesh?]

Hmm..was I confusing her? I watched closely as she shivered. What was happening? I didnt know, nor care. I just wondered why she loved being alone so well. Was she, and i heisitated to think it. a virgin?! Shaking lightly I looked up again, a feathered forehoof stomping the dusty ground. My question was made clear, and hey, I felt fiesty today. If she wanted me to leave, she'd have to say something better than 'out with you'! Back home they did not nick me 'Unsinkable' for nothing, considering my namesake was after the greatest ship distaster of the time, but, what did horses know of ships? I had found out at a round-up, learning that then escaping. Alas i did not know what a ship was.. shaking my head i turned off the thoughts of ships and turned my attention to her. Arrogance was apparently what she was for.


ooc: hehe Titanic is so stupid..lol he's gonna get killed *rolls eyes at stupid stallion*

[Weiry]

Tallons fly
High in the sky
Across your sweet neck
and down the back of death.

Weiry's tallons flyed in the air, bringing her cresent high, and her head noble as her breed. Her pillars rested flat on her corwn and her tangles mane fluttered. Her eye's filled with furry as this mangy stallion questioned a devil's server. "You question thee? Do you know who, or what I am? With one swift hit you will die from my power?" she yelled over him. Her tallons touched the ground again, but her soul wished to rear to the sky and let her wings come full rath apon this stallion. She knew better though.

[XxMiseryxX**~Titanic~]

I grinned. Sheesh



I backed a step. Could she actually have the power to swipe me out? If so, it wasnt as though i had ever really valued my life. Considering,well, this, when I had almost died in a fire, and so on and so forth. So, I guess, if i was to die here so be it. Not like i had accomplished anything. Dream box twittered back and forth to see if anyone else lived here. Apparently not. But of course there were no corpses, blood, or bones. It seemed as though she had never ever killed. I hissed.

[ It seems to me you havent killed anything.]

My whip swished with satisfactory, but i was still cautious. Until i saw what she could really do, moving was out of the question.