 08:19:08 Green|Gren|Grenlin| Damn, I need to match my freshie SD |
08:15:33 (AC) Angel 🐈| Brindle Angels, what do you think about my breeding goals |
08:11:22 Vixie| it would be nice to get a new silver baby |
08:10:59 (AC) Angel 🐈| Just added Puck to the list of stables I am stealing horses from. lol |
08:07:31 Myth/Crowley/Grinch 08:07:00 Rain/Nat| Circle, yeah that was the one I was leaning towards, thanks! |
08:04:51 Granny C| Rain - probably the 1st one |
08:03:29 Vixie| i don't really have any RO plans... which of my mares should I use lol? |
08:02:06 Rain/Nat Advice, I have 1 D medallion and 2 matches I would use it on, which match should I use it on?
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08:01:25 (AC) Angel 🐈| I made room for that brindle, finally |
08:00:48 Green|Gren|Grenlin @Puck
Filly D med it is! Thank you! I thought that Movement was kinda iffy from passed foals as well 👀 |
07:59:47 puck| Neverrr I am so pro D med |
07:59:16 Green|Gren|Grenlin| Would a Dressage med be overkill |
07:58:43 Ven| I keep forgetting RO is tomorrow night |
07:57:43 puck| I would Int glass if possible I think? |
07:56:32 Green|Gren|Grenlin @Puck
If your cool with it could I get your thoughts on this? That machando and brindle is super cute 👀
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07:56:22 Void Malign| my stir fry came out nicely |
07:55:39 (AC) Angel 🐈| I just stole his gorgeous self, Puck |
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Cassius Abel - Cassius chortled and soothed his hair with his hand, "so, what are you going to do now?" He asked, pushing himself into a sitting position, his hair dangling in his eyes, "your just going to sit aside and allow yourself to be married?" He said, watching the prince carefully. The vampire scooted to the edge of the bed, "oh, by the way, can I stay in here tonight? I slept outside your window last night, super uncomfortable" |
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Prince Vincent Omveran ~~~ Vincent looked at him, staring for a moment. "You slept on the ROOF!?" He shouted, groaning ashe ran his hands through his hairs roughly. "Not the point. Yes, I am." He sighed, turning back to his drawing, sketching the sirens bust and torso. He could feel Cassius' eyes on him and sighed loudly. "Cassius," He said in exasperation, continuing on, "Royal life isn't all fun and games. My mom and dad were also an arranged marriage. So, not much I can do." He finishes, turning back to his sketch. Except, he didn't start drawing again. Just staring at the paper, eyebrows furrowing. |
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Cassius Abel - "um yeah, I did?" Cassius said standing up again and walking towards the desk where the prince was with his drawings. "Your a god damn Royal! You can do what you want! You could get the girl your gonna get married to assassinated! But you won't because I believe you want this!" He said, his voice rising with anger. The vampire reached over grabbing the princes shirt, "there's a shit ton you can do, you just won't! So don't sit there and tell me there's nothing you can do!" |
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Prince Vincent Omveran ~~~ Vincent stared at him for a moment and gently peeled his fingers away. "She's from a royal family as well. And I doubt I would make it out alive If I decided to have her 'assassinated.'" He said, looking away. "And if you think I want this you can sleep your ass on the roof again." He grumbled, sitting back down in the chair and staring at the paper. Vincent hoped he didn't looked as tired as he felt... Vincent pressed his head into his hand, sighing slightly. |
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(Sorry it's so short!) Cassius Abel - "If your careful nobody could trace it back to you, and you don't do it yourself dumb-fuck, you hire someone" Cassius said, walking towards the door, anger coursed through him. "By the way, dresses sound nice compared to this" he said, eager to find the princess and her pet beast. At least they would be easier to handle. |
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Prince Vincent Omveran ~~~ Vincent watched Cassius leave, sighing as he set his head against his desk. He should have left him outside. Vincent sat up, staring down at he unfinished bust and torso of the siren. Vincent rubbed his eyes as he stood, looking at himself in the mirror and staring. He really was difficult. Wasn't he? Hell, a freaking vampire just left to go hang out with his sister and dresses because they were easier. Vincent turned the mirror around. |
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Cassius Abel - Cassius growled, his armour still in the princes room, his body wrapped in his old ragged clothes. His Appearence was on full display, no armour to show for it. Cassius rounded a corner, brushing the golden curls from his eyes, looking up to see a woman in rich clothing, a crown atop her head and a harsh look in her eyes. Beside her a tall figure dressed in familiar black armour hefted a certain silver sword out of its sheath. The very same sword that caused a large scar across his chest. Cassius's eyes widened, stepping backwards very fast, but not fast enough. The Queen had given the order for the traitor to attack, so that's what he did. Lunging forward, sword first and slashing at Cassius, sending him reeling, blood leaking from the gash. The vampire howled and clawed at the other vampire, eager to get the advantage. Unfortunately for Cassius, back up had already arrived, surrounding him with spiky smiles. Cassius howled, trying to scramble away from them but the traitor wrapped a metal collar around Cassius's neck, swinging cuffs over his ankles and wrists, all tied together by the same chain. Cassius looked up, the cruel Queens face greeted him with a cold smile, and Cassius hissed lunging at her, even though he couldn't tear her apart, he could still knock her down. But the other vampire intercepted before she could get close, grabbing at the chain, tightening it around his wrists. Forcing his head to bow down in defeat. "Vampire, you were doomed to this fate ever since you entered this kingdom, I was originally going to sentence you to death, but that's to good for you, no, you will be starved and used as a new torture device" The Queen said, the surrounding guards grabbed at Cassius, pulling him away from the Queen and the traitor. - The dungeons greeted Cassius with a potent smell, clogging up his vampire senses with the smell of human shit. Cassius gagged, the guard pushed him again, this time towards the end of the cage lined corridor, a door awaiting them. The chained vampire was pushed into the sturdy room, walls as thick as the earths crust it's self, Cassius was pushed again. Anger flowed openly through him. A single metal pole connected from the floor to the ceiling, a bit like a stripper pole. Cassius's eyes widened, he had no idea that the guards liked to see men this way. The guard beside him laughed at Cassius's shocked look. "not what you think" he said, grabbing a chain that was looped around the pole and connecting it with Cassius's bonds. Cassius growled, the guard stepped away and closed the thick door, concealing the vampire in complete silence, Cassius threw his head back and roared, just for the sake of hearing something. |
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Prince Vincent Omveran ~~~ Vincent sighed, resting his head in his hands. Until he heard a loud howl of pain. Vincent's eyes darted to the door as he stood quickly. Cassius. Vincent ran to the door, yanking it open and looking down the hall. Seeing his mother and many other guards he 'eeped' quietly and ducked back inside the room. Vincent peeked his head out, watching in shock as Cassius was dragged away. That... was not good. As the guards dragged Cassius past his door, Vincent retreated further inside, watching through a small crack in the door. Vincent closed the door all the way when Cassius disappeared from sight, clicking his door, Vincent backed away from the door. Only stopping when his legs hit the bed. He heard a loud roar and winced. Cassius. He knew it was Cassius. And the thought made him sick to his stomach, no matter if the vampire had kidnapped him. ~~~~ Over the next few weeks, Vincent was always in some sort of pain. His once overlooked mistakes were punished, his once normal habits were 'corrected.' Nothing he knew was normal anymore. And it hurt. Sometimes, more then the physical pain. Today, wasn't much better. ~~~~ Vincent's leg bounced nervously under the table. He was currently at a dinner with his family and another royal family. The one with the daughter he was supposed to court. Vincent hated the idea. But, here he was, sitting nervously at the table, a girl clinging to his arm. He felt his leg brush someone else's and immediately stilled it, glancing to the side to see who it was. His body stiffened, color draining from his face as he saw It was his mother, who was giving him a sideways look. His mother smiled darkly, placing a hand over Vincent's hand, which caused him to flinch. "Come see me after dinner, yes?" She said sweetly. Vincent's eyes widened slightly and he forced a strained smile. "Yes mother." He said, words just as strained as his smile. The queen nodded and smiled at him as she continued her conversations. . Which is how Vincent got to standing outside his mother's door, his body rigid, his eyes wide. He knew he needed to go in. He had to. Vincent lifted his closed fist, knocking against the hard, Chestnut wood door. It took less then a second for his mother to open the door and gesture the stiff boy in. Vincent complied and stepped inside the room. "I do not need to let you know what you did. It is the mandatory discipline. That bouncing leg is such a bad habit." She tutted sharply. Vincent shrunk back, trying to make himself look as small as possible. "It's for your own good, dear." His mother said, gripping a sharp object and swinging it toward Vincent. As soon as Vincent felt the sharp stinging pain of metal against his skin, he screamed. |
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Cassius Abel - Hunger... it's all he ever knew, he had already been starved the moment he arrived in this cell. The last few months were horrendous, he was used for torture and tortured, released into a investigative cell to scare the shit out of other prisoners, bringing only a promise of death. Cassius formed a small corner outside the hunger, storing every thing him in it, hoping to save a apart of himself against the savage hunger. The hungry vampire tugged on his months old chains, unrusted. Cassius howled, not himself. His old self tucked away safely. Cassius roared again, his own voice bouncing back off the walls and back at him. The vampire dropped down, beside the pole, the collar around his neck tightened from the sudden Fullbody movement.
- Hunger and Exhaustion flowing openly through the vampire, his shoulders were droopy and his once vibrant golden curls twisted sickly into his eyes. Cassius lifted his head towards the roof, he knew of someone up there, but who? He needed to remember... who it was. A slight sound slipped through to Cassius, his ears twitched, Cassius tilted his head again, this time honing his unnatural hearing, he heard the sound again and realised it as a scream. Cassius slumped against the pole again, the sound ricocheted in the vampires ears. It was familiar in a way, but he couldn't remember why... who was it? Cassius closed his eyes and shifted through his memories before being arrested.
Cassius saw a flash of red and black hair, pale skin and hazel eyes. But not a name. Cassius growled and searched through his memories again, pushing through the savage hunger. He heard the scream again, bright anger coursed through him, anger he only felt when he was around... Prince Vincent. Thats who he was, Prince Vincent, that's who was screaming. The man he had sworn to protect and failed. Cassius got up and roared, hunger long forgotten. He tugged on the chains again, yelling, by the low hum in his body, he could tell it was nighttime, stronger then ever. The vampire pulled on the chains again and they snapped, coming loose. Cassius howled, emotions coursed through him, like a tornado. Freedom, anger, fear, happiness all swirling together in a disturbing mix. The emotional vampire turned and rammed into the thick door, his shoulders skin tearing at the sharp metal as it gave way. Landing on the ground infront of him. Cassius ran, using his speed to race down the corridor of cells, filled with humans. Blood filled humans. Hunger surged within him but he shook his head, hard. Now wasn't the time, he had to uphold his promise to the prince and protect him. - Cassius was outside, he had killed and drained two guards to get here. Above him, the window where the sound was coming from was sealed, but not a problem for the vampire, it was just glass after all. Cassius scaled the familiar stone wall, his fingers gripping the cold stone, burning with exhaustion. At last the vampire made it to the top, the window was closed, just begging to be broken into. Cassius ran forward, slamming his body weight into the window, a tortured howl coming from his mouth and he hit the window again, smashing it. The fragments from the window flew around him, but it didn't touch either of the people inside the lush room. The Queen stood, swinging at the prince and making him bleed. Cassius roared, pure rage making him see red. Cassius charged at the Queen, dreaming of what he would do to her. The vampire grabbed the Queen and threw her across the room, making sure the sharp object in her hand dropped far away from her. Cassius turned away from her immediately and towards the bleeding and bruised prince. It had been a long time since Cassius had last seen him, but at least he was now himself. Cassius slipped a arm around the princes shoulder gently, knowing more wounds were scattered across his body. Cassius helped the prince back to his full height, "come on, let's get you out of here, I am not giving you a choice now" he said, casting a evil look at the Queen, "I am not done with you yet, but for the sake of your son, I am leaving right now" he said, "I will torture you the same way you tortured me, but worse" |
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Prince Vincent Omveran ~~~ Vincent had tears streaming down his cheeks, his throat sore from the crying and the screaming. His body ached, and pain was all he could feel from his body. Then, the pain stopped for a moment. Vincent couldn't look up, he curled further into himself, pleading for her to stop. Then, a loud banging broke through. And again. And again. Until glass shattered, falling to the ground with little clinking noises. Vincent curled deeper into himself. Until he heard a familiar roar, a thud, and a clang of metal. Vincent struggled to look up, trying to uncurl himself. Vincent felt someone slide an arm around his shoulder, pulling him up gently. He clung to the body, holding on too whoever was holding him. Vincent's hands were shaky, his breathing uneven and pained. Fuck, he hurt... He heard someone talking. A familiar voice talking. Who it was? He couldn't remember. All he knew, was the hitting had stopped and this person was familiar in some way. And that... comforted him. His shaky hands gripped the-- he thinks, mans, arm tightly. Pain was seeping through him, his skin almost white from the blood dripping from him. Vincent was tired. Was it the blood loss? Or the sleepless nights? Both, possibly. Vincent felt his head drop again whoever had pulled him up, his hot breath brushing the familiar mans body as he clung to him shakily. Pleading for the man not to leave him. Vincent didn't want to stay. He didn't want to be hurt again. His nails dug into the familiar mans skin subconsciously as he internally pleaded for the man not to leave. |
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