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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    Normal People Scare Me; Flamboyance, Any
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    Out of mere boredom the young boy calls out to the bastard filly,"Flamboyance?" He snorts chuckling a moment, before concealing himself. Cloaked and hidden for the sight of any equine, all that remains of him is the shuffling of steps quite head can be heard to the silent ear. He leaps through the rocky terrain of his future herdland looking for the little brat that he was gifted. Might as well just dump her with his friend Violence, she'll have more fun with the little brat than anyone else. A little possession and necromancy of animal bones should do the trick to scare the little mutt but, Waylan wasn't so sure if his friend was welcomed to the herdland. So he decided to leave her be and do the dirty work himself.

    He overtraced his fathers words, submission, Shy away, Tick, Experiment. He knew his grandfather had experimented with equine, doing horrible things. Why not try that? A devilish smiled spread across his lips, as he revealed his dark chocolate body, flickering in and out of sight."Where are you?" He chimed to the girl, knowing she was deaf it wouldn't be any help, but still why not call her name out to torment her in means of using her disability in his use.

    Speaking of her disability, why not experiment and rip out her ears? Hmmm... It might be worth his time, he hummed a little tune as he prowled through the herdland searching for his prey.

    WAYLAN
    -NORMAL PEOPLE SCARE ME-




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