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Ghost Town - Darian - 09-29-2017 Darian had just come from the portal and started on his way in a new place. is hooves thundered into hard soil and lava flew in all directions. It flecked his underside and instantly cooled leaving gray and black lumps upon him caught in his bright red coat. His long wavy mane flew through the air and stuck to branches and trees but they were not enough to hold him back. Something had caught his sights. Something old, something silver. The solid ground turned to sand and he came down on his knees. *Hahahaha clutz! Can't handle a little sand?* "Shut up!" Darian staggered to his feet and a giggle slipped from his blood red lips. "Haha I guess I wasn't expecting it." he said aloud. "This place is gonna be full of surprises and hopefully some more people to fuck with." Razúl released a laugh with him. Darian arched his neck and reared as lava now poured down like a waterfall into the sand. Pushing off his back legs he leapt and landed in a full gallop toward the strange silver rocks. "This place must be abandoned.." *Yeah, must be. There's gotta be a reason though, lets find it!* his demon said with a giggle. OOC: thread open to anyone. Possibly important information: Darian has a demon attached to his soul named Razúl. Razúl speaks in *...* and can not be heard aloud. If Darian is replying to him in thought it is spoken in quoted Italics . His profile is still in progress so any questions, feel free to ask me <3 RE: Ghost Town - Castiella - 10-02-2017 RE: Ghost Town - Darian - 10-05-2017 Darian could hear soft pitter patter behind him but he didn't know what to think. *Someone's coming* Razúl spoke. Because their souls were connected they could feel each other's senses, feelings and thoughts, though Raz rarely ever felt anything. Wind blew his bright yellow mane and with it came the creature's scent. It was sweet and corrupted and it filled his dark lungs. A smile curved upon his red lips. He listened but the steps were so light and so quick there was no way it could be anything more than a small fox or large hare. Then, quicker than he realized, she was upon him. His white eyes traced down her attractive banded muzzle to her velvet soft lips to the wound upon her chest which leaked dark liquid that grew black roses. Black Roses. He thought. They’re just as corrupted as his soul that was half demon and half his own. His eyes raised to meet the giggly mare’s and her crimson specks. Darian’s attention then came to the sparks that danced across her back. It was strange and unnatural but then again he wasn’t that normal either. He stood too long and his hooves burst into flame while small pools of lava filled in the sand ditches his weight made. “Hello there my lady.” he said charmingly. Her sparks caught his eye again. “I am never alone.” he said mysteriously while a dark smile began to crack upon his face. A murderous look flashed across his face but only for a moment as he put Razúl’s murderous feelings aside. Something was different about her, something he liked. His dark smile remained as he spoke, “What might you be doing here miss?” he spoke smoothly. |