02-11-2008, 09:41 PM
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an island adventure
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Location: Eating with mice.
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Re: // Hearts all Over the World Tonight [Anyone; Limit 3]
OoC: I know you wanted us to hold off on the typey typey, I just thought that this would be an excellent post leading to your introduction, SS. XD From this point onward, I suspect you to be the next poster! 
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Maloe’s face turned a bright red as her stomach twisted into several knots of anger - she was seething, and the steam literally fumed from her ears as she got up and shook the pile of snow that was encasing her. The snow seemed to melt as her body turned hot with fury. How this horse-man was going to pay. She could hear the resounding thuds of something as her tiny body surfaced from the bush that appeared as if winter had arrived. She gazed upon the horse-man pounding away at the tree’s base, aggravation written across his face; Maloe smiled to herself, she got him going. Which is what precisely the horse-man did to her, and she could feel her body weakening as the iciness of the snow soaked into her delicate skin cells, diminishing her strength slowly.
The horse-man made, in no doubt, a big mistake. Maloe’s hand was vibrating as her fingers tightened their grip around the match stick; her whole body was just screaming for a chance to get this guy, and get him good. She flipped through her mind like a filing cabinet, and upon reaching the appropriate revenge; a vehement smirk crawled across her face. Maloe made sure the horse-man didn’t see her, as she stayed low to the ground, being as invisible as she possibly could. Her flickering wings stirred the ice cold water slightly as she approached the broad behind of the horse-man.
“This one is for all that cursing snow you indulged me in.” she whispered to herself, “And I hope you feel it for years to come.”
Maloe held a closed hand over the head of her match stick, mouthed a few words, and as her fingers stretched out, so did a small flame. She blew into it, resulting in it growing bigger, turning a slight colour of blue. It was much bigger than last time, which was her primary goal.
“Oh, buddy this is gonna hurt.” She chuckled to herself.
Maloe swallowed hard, out of pure excitement, and held the match stick firmly with both hands using all the upper body strength she could assemble; she breathed in before she sprang for the horse-mans’ behind. A roar of pain and a hard swat with the creature’s tail sent her world spinning.
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