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[i]I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
'Cause no one else cared

After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here?

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

And don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest

Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shed but I'm me

I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest

Forgetting all the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well
Pretending someone else can come
And save me from myself
I can't be who you are

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest

Forgetting all the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well
Pretending someone else can come
And save me from myself
I can't be who you are
I can't be who you are [/i]

Just some vent art << and killing off a part of my life. Blood baisin herd is over now, we've all split apart so that just left Verando. I guess I had to give us a reason so I killed him.... no, he's not really /dead/. Just in that roleplay he's dead.

Basically Verando is the hero in me, the one who wants everything to go well, who wishes everyone happyness and who helps people. Then there's Shavado, the one in the background. Shavado is a demonic unicorn and he is my terrible side, the side who just is sick of everything, wants to end it all and just hates everyone. Well him and Verando got into a fight over BBH and I guess Shavado one. Shellshock is my little insane friend though, he had to restableize the balance and so he did. He killed Shavado and right now, I'm just drifting. I feel like Shellshock right now, insane. Insane that I keep forgiving people and letting them walk all over me. I'm so sick of being lied to, of being the last person everyone thinks about. I hate being so kind and generous and supportive and getting nothing in return. I love to be nice but sometimes >< Gosh, I get so sick of people taking advantage of it! I'm sick of being ditched, I'm sick of people lieing to me, I'm sick of people ignoring me. I want to be heard damn it! When is my opinion going to matter to them?! When are they just going to come out and say, you know, your a really good friend. They never will << They probably won't even look at this picture, they don't care what's going on in my life. They don't care about me.

Rant over.

Story:
The dappled stallion grazed in his field, watching the open exspance with an empty gaze. He had allowed his herd to leave as he was nearing the end of his days already, at 14, he was over the life exspentancy of a wild stallion. Living out his days alone in his field, life dragged by at a slow pace. He supposed he only stayed to wait for some bachelor to come along, he never suspected it'd be Shavado who decide to take his throne from him. The possessed unicorn had been stalking the outlands, bideing his time. Verando was just waiting for him to make a move, waiting and grazing and waiting some more. The field was slowly dieing just as he was. Brown patches covering the exspance, without the herd to keep it fertilized and trimmed, it was over grown with weeds. It'd be nice to get it off his mind. He turned and began to walk towards his lavender patch across the river, lowering his muzzle to drink. He was not surprised when Shavado appeared at his side.

"Good morning Shavado." He greeted, like they were old friends. Shavado scowled, "Where's your herd?" he questioned bitterly. Verando shrugged, he honestly had no idea. "I sent them away, they have their own lives, their own herds to start. I was meerly a guide." He shrugged again and looked back towards his lavender patch, pinning his ears. "I suppose your here to take your lands back?" he asked in a hollow tone. Shavado smirked, "Smart.... but not smart enough apparently, your a fool to stick around here. You should of left with them." he glared at the bored expression on the stallions face. "If I had left, there'd be nobody here to listen to you rant." He grumbled and started walking down stream for a better place to cross. Shavado glared and gave him a hard bite on his back, "Stop fucking around and fight me." he snapped, baring his fanged teeth.

Verando bucked out as the pain shot thorough his back, feeling his hooves connect with Shavado's shoulder. Shavado snarled, biting the inside of Verando's back leg. Verando squealed, pulling away from him and trotting back towards the open field, it'd be easier than on the slippery bank. He wheeled and reared up, meeting Shavado in the air. It was like fighting with a brick wall, he couldn't fight as well as he could so many years ago. He dropped back to all fores, biting at Shavado's withers and wincing in agony as he felt the unicorns horn slicing into his hind leg. He kicked out, catching Shavado in the jaw. Causing the stallion to jerk his head up, his horn grazing across Verando's eye.

Verando winced in pain, great... a fucking blind side. He shook his head, trying to wince threw the pain, pawing at his face. He could feel Shavado tearing away at his side, he kicked out continously, only connecting a few times. Rearing up, he heard a sickening slicing sound, feeling his body going numb and warm. The horn going threw his shoulder and coming out on the other side, threw his neck. He gasped, no words forming, only blood dripping from his lips. Shavado ripped away from her, getting another gasp from Verando as the dappled stud stumbled to gain his feet, looking up at Shavado with his good eye. Shavado grinned, "This is honestly the best you've got?" he chuckled. Verando scowled, "Hurry up... an.... finish me off.. already. You coward." he managed. Shavado scowled, "Your weak Verando, I don't know how you ever beat me." He bared his teeth as he reared up, crashing his hoof down on Verando's skull. Verando jerked as the hoof connected, trembleing as he fell to the ground. Great.. the blow hadn't killed him. He could hear the distant echo of hoof beats, heard someone scream No. He looked up, intime to see Shellshock ripping the horn from Shavado's skull before he blacked out, going limp.

Shellshock had come to late to save Verando, but it hadn't stopped him from killing Shavado, gragging the horses mangled body away from his brothers. "We had a deal!" Shellshock screamed, blinking away a substance from his eyes. Shavado smirked, "Atleast now you know how it feels.... to looose someone... you love." He managed. Shellshock shook his head, "You bastard!" he yelled before leaving the unicorn to die, running to Verando's body, horn still in his mouth. He threw it to the ground, "Verando I killed him, it's okay." he assured him, nudging his brother. No responce. "It's not funny anymore Verando, get up." He neighed, biting Verando's ear. He blinked away the substance again, what was it?.... Tears? Shellshock didn't even know he could cry. He must of stood there for hours, talking to Verando's body. He had shook him so hard that his hooves had broken the white skin on Verando's side. It took him till night fall to relize there was nothing he could do. Sleeping with his head on Verando's back and waking up the next morning to death and bloody grass. Shellshock stood up, noticing one lonely flower fluttering next to Verando's muzzle, tickling his nose. A lonely lavender flower, just coming into bloom.
He left then, only returning to burn the field, Verando would remain in his field forever. Shavado was gone when Shellshock had returned, he didn't know what happened to him and didn't care. As the field went up in flames, Shellshock walked away, never to return to Blood Baisin herd.

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Description
[i]I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
'Cause no one else cared

After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here?

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

And don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest

Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shed but I'm me

I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest

Forgetting all the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well
Pretending someone else can come
And save me from myself
I can't be who you are

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest

Forgetting all the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well
Pretending someone else can come
And save me from myself
I can't be who you are
I can't be who you are [/i]

Just some vent art << and killing off a part of my life. Blood baisin herd is over now, we've all split apart so that just left Verando. I guess I had to give us a reason so I killed him.... no, he's not really /dead/. Just in that roleplay he's dead.

Basically Verando is the hero in me, the one who wants everything to go well, who wishes everyone happyness and who helps people. Then there's Shavado, the one in the background. Shavado is a demonic unicorn and he is my terrible side, the side who just is sick of everything, wants to end it all and just hates everyone. Well him and Verando got into a fight over BBH and I guess Shavado one. Shellshock is my little insane friend though, he had to restableize the balance and so he did. He killed Shavado and right now, I'm just drifting. I feel like Shellshock right now, insane. Insane that I keep forgiving people and letting them walk all over me. I'm so sick of being lied to, of being the last person everyone thinks about. I hate being so kind and generous and supportive and getting nothing in return. I love to be nice but sometimes >< Gosh, I get so sick of people taking advantage of it! I'm sick of being ditched, I'm sick of people lieing to me, I'm sick of people ignoring me. I want to be heard damn it! When is my opinion going to matter to them?! When are they just going to come out and say, you know, your a really good friend. They never will << They probably won't even look at this picture, they don't care what's going on in my life. They don't care about me.

Rant over.

Story:
The dappled stallion grazed in his field, watching the open exspance with an empty gaze. He had allowed his herd to leave as he was nearing the end of his days already, at 14, he was over the life exspentancy of a wild stallion. Living out his days alone in his field, life dragged by at a slow pace. He supposed he only stayed to wait for some bachelor to come along, he never suspected it'd be Shavado who decide to take his throne from him. The possessed unicorn had been stalking the outlands, bideing his time. Verando was just waiting for him to make a move, waiting and grazing and waiting some more. The field was slowly dieing just as he was. Brown patches covering the exspance, without the herd to keep it fertilized and trimmed, it was over grown with weeds. It'd be nice to get it off his mind. He turned and began to walk towards his lavender patch across the river, lowering his muzzle to drink. He was not surprised when Shavado appeared at his side.

"Good morning Shavado." He greeted, like they were old friends. Shavado scowled, "Where's your herd?" he questioned bitterly. Verando shrugged, he honestly had no idea. "I sent them away, they have their own lives, their own herds to start. I was meerly a guide." He shrugged again and looked back towards his lavender patch, pinning his ears. "I suppose your here to take your lands back?" he asked in a hollow tone. Shavado smirked, "Smart.... but not smart enough apparently, your a fool to stick around here. You should of left with them." he glared at the bored expression on the stallions face. "If I had left, there'd be nobody here to listen to you rant." He grumbled and started walking down stream for a better place to cross. Shavado glared and gave him a hard bite on his back, "Stop fucking around and fight me." he snapped, baring his fanged teeth.

Verando bucked out as the pain shot thorough his back, feeling his hooves connect with Shavado's shoulder. Shavado snarled, biting the inside of Verando's back leg. Verando squealed, pulling away from him and trotting back towards the open field, it'd be easier than on the slippery bank. He wheeled and reared up, meeting Shavado in the air. It was like fighting with a brick wall, he couldn't fight as well as he could so many years ago. He dropped back to all fores, biting at Shavado's withers and wincing in agony as he felt the unicorns horn slicing into his hind leg. He kicked out, catching Shavado in the jaw. Causing the stallion to jerk his head up, his horn grazing across Verando's eye.

Verando winced in pain, great... a fucking blind side. He shook his head, trying to wince threw the pain, pawing at his face. He could feel Shavado tearing away at his side, he kicked out continously, only connecting a few times. Rearing up, he heard a sickening slicing sound, feeling his body going numb and warm. The horn going threw his shoulder and coming out on the other side, threw his neck. He gasped, no words forming, only blood dripping from his lips. Shavado ripped away from her, getting another gasp from Verando as the dappled stud stumbled to gain his feet, looking up at Shavado with his good eye. Shavado grinned, "This is honestly the best you've got?" he chuckled. Verando scowled, "Hurry up... an.... finish me off.. already. You coward." he managed. Shavado scowled, "Your weak Verando, I don't know how you ever beat me." He bared his teeth as he reared up, crashing his hoof down on Verando's skull. Verando jerked as the hoof connected, trembleing as he fell to the ground. Great.. the blow hadn't killed him. He could hear the distant echo of hoof beats, heard someone scream No. He looked up, intime to see Shellshock ripping the horn from Shavado's skull before he blacked out, going limp.

Shellshock had come to late to save Verando, but it hadn't stopped him from killing Shavado, gragging the horses mangled body away from his brothers. "We had a deal!" Shellshock screamed, blinking away a substance from his eyes. Shavado smirked, "Atleast now you know how it feels.... to looose someone... you love." He managed. Shellshock shook his head, "You bastard!" he yelled before leaving the unicorn to die, running to Verando's body, horn still in his mouth. He threw it to the ground, "Verando I killed him, it's okay." he assured him, nudging his brother. No responce. "It's not funny anymore Verando, get up." He neighed, biting Verando's ear. He blinked away the substance again, what was it?.... Tears? Shellshock didn't even know he could cry. He must of stood there for hours, talking to Verando's body. He had shook him so hard that his hooves had broken the white skin on Verando's side. It took him till night fall to relize there was nothing he could do. Sleeping with his head on Verando's back and waking up the next morning to death and bloody grass. Shellshock stood up, noticing one lonely flower fluttering next to Verando's muzzle, tickling his nose. A lonely lavender flower, just coming into bloom.
He left then, only returning to burn the field, Verando would remain in his field forever. Shavado was gone when Shellshock had returned, he didn't know what happened to him and didn't care. As the field went up in flames, Shellshock walked away, never to return to Blood Baisin herd.

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