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Post by Storm Runner on Aug 12, 2006 7:07:26 GMT -5
The storm raged around the land, the sea pounding against the rocks. Soon after a massive wave hit the rocks, a wall of water formed, a small one. From this water wall, something erupted out of the sea, flying in the air, and then landing on the beach.
Storm lay on his side, unconcious, legs sprawled out and eyes shut, the storm raging around him.
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Post by StarHopper on Aug 12, 2006 9:03:58 GMT -5
*celtic circle had never flown through such weather before. he knew he was going to have to walk back. well, that would give him time to talk to the young pony, proving himself worthy of the young soul's trust. he circled around the beach before seeing a slight grey pony on the beach. this was where all the emotions were the strongest. tears falling from circle's eyes as well as rainwater, he spiraled slowly down and landed. he looked down at the pony and sighed. this was not going to be easy, he was sure of it. suddenly overcome by the flight here, he lay down next to the pony, laying his head on the young one's flank, trying to pass on feeling of caring and wantedness across the emotional link. he closed his eyes for a moment, not wanting to fall asleep, but after the long, hard flight, he was unable to help himself.*
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Post by Storm Runner on Aug 12, 2006 11:53:46 GMT -5
((ooc: i'll see if any other ponies come Then i'll wake him from the unconciousness.)) Storm lay, his gray body still, black mane and tail soaking wet.
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Post by Horseshadow on Aug 13, 2006 3:18:35 GMT -5
((Comnt. from TinWhistle's Cottage)) TinWhistle walked slowly up to Storm "Who'r' you?" she asked as if he was alive "Oh no! Did this storm knock you out?" She looked at Celtic Circle "What Happened?"((ooc: she has no idea that that is the one causing all the damage))
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Post by Storm Runner on Aug 13, 2006 6:28:52 GMT -5
((ooc: just a few more ponies... LOL he needs an audience!!!!!! They'd probably know it was him though. ANGRY MOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LMAO ))
Storm lay, blood from a wound on his foreleg seeping into the wet sand. He had cut it when he rocketed out of the sea, and hit a rock. His eyelids flicker faintly, then are still. It appears that he is slipping in and out of conciousness. The body of Celtic Circle beside him was starting to warm him slightly, which was the reason why he was fighting unconciousness, trying to wake.
In his mind, he dreams. He was running from something, a dark shape. The Priest!! The Priest who has imprisoned him was chasing him, past rocks and trees, barren wasteland and deserts, through towns and villages. In the end, he ran out of breath and stopped, only to be greeted by the angry villagers and carried out to sea. They dropped him, and he sunk into blackness once more.
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Post by StarHopper on Aug 13, 2006 8:41:43 GMT -5
*celtic circle was overcome by the emotions radiating off the young pony, the empathic link strengthen by the physical contact. circle was oblivious to anything other than trying to pass feelings of wantedness and comfort to the pony. he lay there with his eyes closed, sleep impossible with the feelings storm was having. he knew it was best for storm to work out his feelings on his own, he had to face his fears, but circle wanted storm to know there was someone who wanted him to be happy and safe*
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Post by Storm Runner on Aug 13, 2006 11:59:10 GMT -5
((cont. from Pineapple Looks For Claire...))
Night Secrets winked on the beach, she saw a dark shape on the ground, and another beside it. There was also another pony there. She walked up to them, calling for Pineapple to follow. She didnt want to lose the little filly in the storm and the darkness.
Storm lay still, recieving the good vibes from Celtic Circle, still in his nightmare world.
((ooc: MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOL))
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Post by StarHopper on Aug 13, 2006 12:19:13 GMT -5
*pineapple followed cautiously... niether of these were claire. one was too dark and the other was too big. the big one looked like that guard at the castle, but pineapple was not so sure.*
"what's going on, secrets?"
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Post by Storm Runner on Aug 13, 2006 12:24:52 GMT -5
'I dont know, but maybe they will of seen Claire.' Secrets replied. The bigger one looked alot like the guard, but the smaller, darker one looked unfamilier.
Storm's eyelids flicker, and slowly open half way, showing his red eyes. He blinked, where was he? He remembered being under the Island for a long time, but he couldn't remember anything before or after that. His mind was so confused, so muddled. What had happened?? And who were these strange ponies near him?? He raised his head weakly, then a pain too great came over his whole body, and his head flopped down, back to the sand. He lay there, still, slightly wincing at the pain he felt.
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Post by StarHopper on Aug 13, 2006 12:43:34 GMT -5
*pineapple looked closely. he seemed hurt. she was curious, and wanted to get closer, but she remained by secret's side. these were definitly not claire. *
*circle felt the young pony stir and fall back in pain. he raised his head and looked the pony over. seeing the gash on his side, circle stood and watched him, radiating emotions of encouragment and ready to help him stand. circle was oblivious still to the presence of the others, his concentration being focused on the pony's feelings of hurt. circle had never used his powers to this extent before. he usually avoided ponies with strong emotions until such a time they had calmed themselves, with very few exceptions.*
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Post by Storm Runner on Aug 13, 2006 13:28:57 GMT -5
Night Secrets watched the pony struggle, then said to Celtic Circle, 'I have powers that will help stop the pain. But only for a while, should i help him?' She wasnt sure as this one had been protective of the Queen.
Storm moved, blood seeping out of his wound, now cut afresh from his movements, wincing at the pain. He lay, on his tummy, legs underneath him, head down. His sodden mane covered his face and just a flicker of his red eyes could be seen.
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Post by StarHopper on Aug 13, 2006 14:16:13 GMT -5
*circle looked up, startled at the other ponies there. he nodded.*
"yes. his wounds pain him, and in turn, they pain me. perhaps we can find a way to stop these storms."
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Post by Storm Runner on Aug 13, 2006 14:28:47 GMT -5
Secret's horn starts to glow, her power was stopping the pain, she didnt know when it would end, when he would feel pain once more she couldnt tell.
Storm felt the pain subsiding, leaving him. Pushing himself up onto all fours, he stands with his legs far apart. It had been a long time since he had stood. Staggering a little, sideways, his balance had been knocked when he had surfaced.
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Post by StarHopper on Aug 13, 2006 14:50:45 GMT -5
*celtic circle stood nearby, waiting to see if storm needed help. pineapple just watched from the distance.*
"i am celtic circle, and i want to help." *celtic circle looked at the small soaked pony, waiting for a response.*
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Post by Storm Runner on Aug 13, 2006 15:15:02 GMT -5
Storm looked at the ponies, untrusting and wary, he kept a distance. He didnt trust others, it was other ponies who trapped him, and he didnt want to endure that again. The coldness, the darkness, the stillness, the feeling of being alone, they had all made him more untrusting each day spent in that place. Though he had been sleeping and unconcious, he had still felt those emotions. He didnt answer Celtic Circle, just came out with his own questions. 'Who are you?? And where am I??' His voice cold and shaky, Storm stood, shivering.
Night Secrets introduced herself, 'I am Night Secrets. Your on Tropics Island.' She looked at Pineapple, moving closer, wanting to keep the child warm and safe.
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