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Post by Captain Stumpy on Mar 6, 2009 15:22:29 GMT -5
This RP is Tanks final Resting place, your welcome to have your characters join but do not get in the way of Tank & Quarn
Tank walked the beach carmly, un-knowing the plot unfolding before him. On the Beach sands no snow layed. the wind chilled his old bones and the soothing sounds of the tide carmed his mind. 'I havn't been here for 3 years' he thought to himself. 'I was 14 years old, and Spike wasn't even born' He stopped at the waters edge and let the tide flow over his white feathers. He looked up to the horizon thinking back to old memorys of his youth.
He ended older, younger and arogent stallions lives all on this beach. none of them ever came close to ending his. there was a small rocky cliff just before the sands of the beach making it like a arena. He watched his father fight from those cliffs but Spike never had the chance to watch him.
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Post by &&. Rosie on Mar 7, 2009 6:34:56 GMT -5
 Quarn eyed Tank in the bushes. He was an old man that had about the strength of a newborn foal. Quarn's dark palomino fur glowed in the sunlight as he felt no snow on his feet. He walked across the beach, waiting for Tank to turn. He was a black draft horse, socks on each foot. His hair was also black, and very crimpy. Tank probably thought this was calming and sooothing, but he had no idea, he'd be gone soon enough.
"Hey, old man." snickered Quarn. "I've come to destroy you." he whinnied across the beach, looking as the scabs on his knees. "So, are you up to the challenge?" His eye taunted Tank in many ways. He could see from here that he was not as full as Spike had been, fuller. He was frail and old, just waiting to be killed. |
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Post by Captain Stumpy on Mar 7, 2009 16:17:31 GMT -5
Tank lisened to the over confident stallion behind him. "Destroy me?" He questioned turning to face the golden stallion carmry. "You seem a little over confident don't you?" He stallion was far smaller than himself, and even though his age made him far weeker he had years more experience that this new stranger. "Do I even learn the name of my derstroyer?" he asked walking closer, he tryed to hide his stiffness as he walked. He arched his neck and stomped his hooves as they landed making his stride louder.
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Post by wolfhorse on Mar 7, 2009 19:06:18 GMT -5
bella wandered across the open sand, looknig despritly over the horizen for sighs of her great leader. Suddenly she soure movment ahead on a high ledge. 'Tank, please please be-carefull' she though with all her mined. She could see a younger stallion facing him on the rocks, and a flick of cold hartred crossed her mind. But she known Tank would never want her to destureb him. She she climed quietly up the rock trail and watched from a distance, Her eyes and ears pined on her boss worriedly.
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Post by &&. Rosie on Mar 7, 2009 19:27:55 GMT -5
He smirked, his ear's back. "Quarn." he bit back his other response, very nasty. "I already beat your son..." That should fire him up a little, give Quarn a real fight. "And, yeah. I am confident." he smirked, snorting rudely. "If I can beat your heir, I can beat you." |
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Post by wolfhorse on Mar 7, 2009 19:40:10 GMT -5
bella felt sick with fear whatching this quarn smart talk her boss, she hated the confidant smerk all over his face. "some people forget they just got had by a colt..." she mutterd laudly. she had heard that a ignerant smart mouth colt called Rocky had beaten this stallion in a fight. She thought what would happen if quarn won this fight, for she was tanks lead mare with years of experiance behide her, would she find herself under now commared or be cassed out into the wild?
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Post by Captain Stumpy on Mar 8, 2009 3:47:11 GMT -5
Tank snorted when Quarn gloted about beating his son, "Congradulations you beat a 3 year old" He snorted angrly. Stopping about a stride away from Quarn. He stomped his from legs as he stopped.
He saw his lead mare up on the rocks, looking rather worryed, 'I've had a good life' he thought to himself sighing a little.
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Post by wolfhorse on Mar 8, 2009 3:58:19 GMT -5
occ:// sorry charrie confusion lol
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Post by &&. Rosie on Mar 8, 2009 6:10:09 GMT -5
Quarn could feel Tank's hot breath on his muzzle as he snorted and he circled Tank and reared, wantinng to bring down his hooves on Tank's hindquarters, a loud neigh escaping his muzzle. It echoed across the beach and he saw a femme in the bush. 'Ha, she's from Ornate Plains. She'll be mine soon' thought Quarn with a devious smile. |
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Post by Captain Stumpy on Mar 8, 2009 6:14:51 GMT -5
Tiger had a rather good day, more stronger stallions where around and it was worth telling Tank before somthing hapened to him. She walked though the beach cliff before getting back tot he ornate planes to tell Tank. There she saw Bella looking down from the cliff, she trotted over "Hey Bella" She said looking at the mare not noticing the Stallions till she followed Bella's eye line down. "bloody hell, its that guy!" She said loudly. 'shouldn't have stopped and watched Romeo' She thought to herself It was the over confident Stallion again Quarn.
She didn't understand why Bella just stood and watched, she walked closer to the beach steping carfuly on the slipery rocks.
"Stay here!" Tank bellowed looking over Quarn at Tiger.
Tiger stopped dead, and got back off the rocks beside Bella as soon as she could. "All we can do is watch?" she asked Bella quietly.
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Post by &&. Rosie on Mar 8, 2009 7:14:39 GMT -5
Quarn took Tank's yelling for advantage. He attempted to kick the stallion right in the chest, a good aim.
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Post by Captain Stumpy on Mar 8, 2009 7:28:57 GMT -5
Tank gritted his teeth waiting on the impact, 'A colts mistake' he thought to himself. Stumbling backwards his thick chest not a easy target to miss. Crimson dripped down his legs and onto the white sand below. He shook his head and staired deeply at the over confident stallion, "You'll struggle to beat me if thats all you can offer" He said smugly walking over his neck arched till he stood shoulder to shoulder with Quarn, though he was going to whisper a great secret.
Thin he rawred and reared up and struck out with his Left leg planing to hit Quarn's shoulder and carry his heavy hoof right down his leg.
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Post by &&. Rosie on Mar 8, 2009 7:31:23 GMT -5
Quarn heard a crack as the giant hoof smashed into his shoulder. Quarn then turned quickly and attempted to buck at the old horses hindquarters again, a weak spot that he hoped would have some effect. Any effect... |
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Post by Captain Stumpy on Mar 8, 2009 7:39:42 GMT -5
Tank's ears flatened as he saw though Quarn's next move, but his old legs didn't have time to react. "Gah" He rawred falling to the sand. He tryed to dodge Quarn's move but only ended up getting kicked and hurting himself as he fell. He layed on his right side looking rather dazed, he streched his front legs out in a atempt to stand.
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Post by &&. Rosie on Mar 8, 2009 7:46:46 GMT -5
Quarn paused, seeing the hurt look in Tank's eyes. "D'you want me to end your misery?" asked Quarn, concerned and suprised at the damage it had done.
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