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Post by Fallen on Jun 7, 2023 18:35:33 GMT -7
"Speech."
After his marvelous speech, the new Dark King was abuzz with excitement. There was no denying that the well built czar was a sucker for a good time. He chatted, and mingled - laughed and smiled to all that offered the same. There was however, no denying the protective stance he held next to his Queen. It was not over bearing, nor was he clamoring about chasing her tail. No. He merely stood by and interacted letting the Queen also mingle as she saw fit. Selven had all the faith in her abilities to not only lead but to also defend herself if needed. The ink and ivory stallion just was not one to let it get that far should anyone be dumb enough to target his beloved here.
Selven's icy gaze skirted amongst the gathering now, one in particular catching his sight. The tar colored stallion with snow dipped feathers; Charmer. Despite the interruption to the event by the other large brute, Underoath, Selven was still in a particularly good mood seeing the lead of The Whore House. The dastardly brute had set his sights upon a darling femme and Selven could not help but grin more. The king stepped forward now, his smile bright and infectious as he began to step in tune with the pair. Selven slid up behind the female, his large maw curling in before he twirled to land before her. "Might I steal him for a time my dear?" If the femme could of blushed, she would of been as bright as the sun when it began to set. She dipped her dainty skull respectfully before skirting away from the pair of large, handsome stallions.
"Charmer, I was unable to express my pleasure in seeing you here earlier. Welcome." The painted czar said easily, his accented tones warm as he let his form lean in for a light embrace. The czar truly considered the other beast a friend. Whether or not the other did the same, was honestly of no importance to the ink and ivory bastard. As Selven let his icy gaze shift over the other stallion now, a crooked grin settled upon his lips. The painted czar shifted once more as he let a surprisingly playful look cross his maw. With words aimed for only the other beast, Selven whispered; "You know... I like you, but not enough to share my Thomasin with you." The painted czar let out a deep hearty chuckle at his own words as he let his crown tilt to the side. Charmer seemed to of been a beast that lived in this land for longer than any of them... and at the thought Selven could only wonder why he himself had never bid for the throne. The king parted his maw to speak again then, his heavy crown giving a light motion to depart from the roar of the dancing women and men. "Come, let us catch up." The painted king spoke easily, the devilishly handsome grin settling on his maw as he waited to see if the other beast would honor his request for some friendly conversation away from prying ears.
WORDS 524 TAGGED fleabittengray MUSE moderateNOTES starters suck. partially recycled. Selven likes Charm lol TIMELINE ---
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Post by fleabittengray on Jun 17, 2023 13:11:54 GMT -7
Lock up your sons and daughters Thеre's no one left to trust no more
What better way to distract himself from the rage that had flowed through him at the sight of Underoath than dancing with a beautiful woman? He did not know who she was. A herd member of the Keep, perhaps, or just a stray Dark aligned equine, hoping to making a name for herself. She was young and pretty, but very naive. The perfect mix for disaster. Charm had half a mind to sneak her away to The Whore House and keep her there, locked away for his own enjoyment, when the pair was approached by the newly crowned King. Charm chuckled, giving a nod to the King as well as a playful wink as the King took up pace beside the mare, who became easily flustered by the attention of both men. "Might I steal him for a time my dear?" Charm grinned at the look on the woman's face, flustered and shy, and sighed as she scurried away, becoming lost in the crowd. "Did you have to frighten her away, your grace? I was having such fun!" he teased the other stallion, his eyes searching one last time for the mare before he turned his gaze upon the King.
"Charmer, I was unable to express my pleasure in seeing you here earlier. Welcome." A twitch of his ear as he listened to Selven. The embrace that followed was unexpected but he allowed it, returning the embrace with ease. "You know... I like you, but not enough to share my Thomasin with you." The whispered words of playful warning had a bellowing belly laugh erupting from the Shire and he smirked, arching a brow at the King. "Oh, I would never think to interfere between the two of you, my King!" he said, but they all knew that was a lie. Charm was the type that liked to "stir the pot" for lack of better words. King Selven then beckoned for Charm to follow him, the Shire obliging with a curious glint in his eyes.
"Come, let us catch up." With a nod, Charm began to follow the King away from the majority of the crowd. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Tefached, chowing down on a fine selection of meats. He chuckled under his breath, returning his full attention to Selven, ears twitching forward as they walked. "Always happy to catch up with an old friend," said the beast, a sly grin spread across his maw.
[Tagged: Fallen ] [Words: 412] [Character: Charm] [Notes: Woohoo] [Timeline: 10 years 10 months, spring, after Rasa declares war, after his thread with Osada & Elina]
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Post by Fallen on Jul 10, 2023 18:52:54 GMT -7
"Speech."
Did you have to frighten her away, your grace? I was having such fun! The deep tones of Charmer were laced in amusement and Selven could not help the smile that stayed on his lips as the shire turned its gaze to look at the mare that now disappeared into the crowd. Charmer also returned the mild embrace, and this pleased the king. As they parted from the warmth of the physical contact the belly full of laughter that came from charmer at the king's playful words about his beloved had the king grinning even more. Oh, I would never think to interfere between the two of you, my King! Selven too chuckled heartily, for he knew those words to be nothing short of a fable. There was a reason Selven was so fond of the shire beast,, and that was because the fucker was nearly the same as he. “Ha, ha! I shall believe those words the day my cock falls from my body!” The king's vocals were lively, the jest in them apparent and genuine. After the little back and forth, Charmer began to fall in stride with the king. Charmers words are easy but the darkness in them is evident as that slippery grin spreads across his lips.
"Always happy to catch up with an old friend,"
Selven gave a breathy chuckle then, a slight nod to the shire as they traveled further away and toward the doors of the Keep. Selven allowed Charmer to walk side by side with him, the guards that stood watch visibly cautious about the company the king now kept. The ink and ivory painted king merely raised his crown and gave a light snort. He knew charmer was one that others of this very alliance seemed to avoid yet here he was now, a welcomed guest within the heart of the royal home.
The pair entered the keep now, the guards averting their eyes back to the festivities as Selven’s daggers now clicked upon the stone. “Now, do tell me Charmer,” Selven started, his thick lips starting to curl at the corners. “What have you been up to since my last visit to your home? Have you gotten the chance to make use of Gothika?” The king mused, that handsome yet sinister smile deep on his maw now. The king had not had the chance to ask his daughter personally about what had gone on with her visit in the whore house as he was too busy making his mark here in the Keep. The ink and ivory monarch let his stride ease up as he waited for a reply from the shire. The keep was a rather large building, there were more than enough halls to keep the conversation between him and the other stallion private.
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Post by fleabittengray on Aug 6, 2023 18:22:57 GMT -7
x CHARM Charm was amused by the fact that Selven was now King of the entire Dark alliance, an alliance that they had both belonged to for a very long time. For Charm, he'd been a Dark his whole life. He assumed the same for the King. Still, despite the slight distrust and dislike he had to for the overo, the embrace he shared with the bone and black behemoth was warm and welcomed. Even his joking tone about Thomasin was accepted, with Selven returning with a joking comment of his own. “Ha, ha! I shall believe those words the day my cock falls from my body!” The Shire laughed, loud and mighty, falling into step beside the King like a true pair of old friends. He was aware of the guards giving him looks. He did not blame them. He was not very well liked or trusted even in his own alliance. After all, there were some who remained here who must still remember his time of rebellion with Carnevale Letale. Most may have forgotten it, or simply weren't old enough to remember, but Charm would never forget. It had happened once before, twice now with Hound, it could happen again. Charm was always looking for more opportunities to improve himself, even at the expense of others. If he found someone that could give him more of a reward than Thomasin and Selven, well, then, there the loyalties would lie. The duo was walking toward the Keep, the shorter King able to keep stride with taller Land leader. He wasn't taller by much, at least. "Now, do tell me Charmer,” They were away from the festivities now, and Charm smirked. “What have you been up to since my last visit to your home? Have you gotten the chance to make use of Gothika?” A quiet bit of laughter, eyes darkening just little at the mention of Gothika. "Me? Up to something? Never! And you know I'm not the type to kiss and tell, Selven." Which was also a lie. He just liked to tease Selven. Keep him on his toes a bit. Someone had to. Fallen w/ Selven 354 | CharmStill falling asleep while typing, hoping that stops soon <3 10 years 10 months, spring, after Rasa declares war, after his thread with Osada & Elina
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Post by Fallen on Aug 31, 2023 19:19:34 GMT -7
S E L V E N
.T h e B o n e C o l l e c t o r. T H E Y C R I E D!T H E Y S C R E A M E D! "Me? Up to something? Never! And you know I'm not the type to kiss and tell, Selven."
The ink and ivory toned bastard couldn't stop the cheeky roll of his icy orbs at the shires words. Selven did not formally know Charmer well, per say, but he knew enough. He knew what that dark glimmer in those dangerous little eyes meant. He knew what the hitch of a breath, and a crooked sly grin could hide and hold. The painted czar couldn't deny that he loved seeing Charmer. He embodied what a true old fashioned dark was and should be. Cunning. Manipulative. Charming. Dangerous. A chameleon really. Able to sit and talk with the fanciest of fancies and dine with the bloodiest of beasts. The czars walk was easy and unrushed. His glacial orbs looking about the stone halls as they moved. "A true gent." Selven gave Charmer a slight wink then before his gaze shifted to the dark halls.
"Have you traveled the halls of The Keep Charmer?" Selven mused easily, the soft click of their daggers upon the stone a gentle echo around them. Selven was merely a curious beast, the question harboring no hidden agenda or malice. He truly wondered what the shire had traveled in all his time about WE. Selven would surely use this secluded meeting to pick the brain of the slightly larger beast.
B U T T H E Y ' R E S I X F E E T U N D E R, A N D I C A N T H E A R A T H I N G ____________________________________________________ The Bone Collector. Selven TAGGED: fleabittengray MOOD: playful MUSE: meh THEME: - - - OOC: MY REPLIES WILL GET BETETR I PROMISE WORDS: 230
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Post by fleabittengray on Sept 4, 2023 11:30:11 GMT -7
x CHARM Selven was a curious brute. Charm was intrigued by him. He hadn't quite been swayed either way for or against the newly crowned King just yet, but he was hoping to make an alliance out of himself and the Royals. He already was fond of Thomasin, had even gone so far as to bring her a gift after the assassination of her goat companion. Charm had a heart - when it was convenient for him to have one, that is. In reality, Charm was heartless and cruel, he just played the part of the charismatic devil to woe his way into the hearts of his allies. Solidifying a friendship or alliance with those that ruled the Keep was, at the moment, of utmost importance to the Shire. So he would toe the line... for the moment... Until he was better off not being an obedient dog, ready to answer to every beck and call of his leaders."A true gent." The black sabino grinned handsomely, puffing out his chest a bit, looking smug. A beat of silence settled between the two men, their eyes turning toward the structure known as the Keep - made by humans and reclaimed by nature all these years later. "Have you traveled the halls of The Keep Charmer?" The question came easily, thought suddenly, and Charm chuckled quietly as he gave a shake of his head. "No, I've not yet been through the halls, yet. I was more acclimated to Lachlen Breck, before Thomasin and whatever King at the time, believe it was Joker, decided to move the borders to the Keep." He eyed the halls, his head tilted somewhat, considering the expansive building before him. Fallen w/ Selven 279 | Charmnotes 10 years 10 months, spring, after Rasa declares war, after his thread with Osada & Elina
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Post by fleabittengray on Dec 5, 2023 5:38:22 GMT -7
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Post by fleabittengray on Feb 4, 2024 16:45:22 GMT -7
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Post by fleabittengray on Apr 15, 2024 1:56:45 GMT -7
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