Feel the Burn

[Heaver]

Tziga
my touch would leave you trembling

He could feel the ground give way beneath his feet, almost as if he could manipulate the Earth to his will. Of course he couldn’t but there was no point in arguing with him, he would even argue with himself. Now he is sure that he has lost one of the arguments with himself before, but there was no point in letting himself win against himself all the time. Didn’t make much sense did it, but rarely did dear Tziga make sense.

Days now seemed to blur together now, nothing broke the trip apart. No day set itself apart from the others. None that were amazing enough to be put in his permanent memory bank, no soon they would be washed away maybe drowned out by the many adventures that he would have in his own home. Well home was still a strange word for him, because the territory he would hopefully own was capable of being stolen away from him, so by many definitions the place that he ‘owned’ would never be his home. Just another place to create havoc in numerous equines lives until he would move on a find a place that was better situated for it.

Losing track of where he was he stopped glancing around he noticed he was near the ocean, he could feel the salt spry moisten his body. He couldn’t help but stare out at the ocean the multiple blues and greens blending together, even a monster could appreciate the master work the gods had while creating this watery void. The reason he appreciated it so much though is because it was a beautiful and yet when you let your guard down it could become a monster in its self. Consume all those in its path, even off of its path onto the land it didn’t matter where one stood, if you were too close to the water it could destroy one without a second thought.

He could feel the burn of the salt against his blue eyes he turned his ass end towards the ocean and continued his journey. There was no point in sitting here and waisting time standing here doing absolutely nothing. He let his whitened legs carry him forward almost as if they knew better than him, then again they had lead him to no where for the past 4 years. His movements were swift but on the verge on being lazy, he had no where to go. Again. He let a soft cackle escape his jaw, again the arguments inside his mind began again. Whether or not to turn left or right at the trees? Whether to speed up or slow down. Again fairly pointless to argue with himself about the small things.

The land seemed to grow more and more desolate, there seemed to be little to no life in this area. Only the tough equine would be able to survive in an area like this, maybe equine like him. The ones who followed the advise of Hades. The one who had given him his agility and speed, his gracefulness and his hollow heart. Tziga had never met the black bastard but most Demi’s had never met their father so that didn’t make him special in any way. The one thing that might make him a tad different is his coloring, he had heard that most seeds from Hades turned out black or bay with little to no markings, but here he stood a sorrel paint. His mother’s genes almost over rided the god part of him making him loudly colored with his blue eyes. Which made it easier creating this trusting illusion in equine hearts luring them in, and then with the charm. Any mare would be putty in his hands. How nice?

Stopping his path close to the middle of flattened area, it resembled a plains area and it almost called to him. This was the place he would stake his claim, well for the time being. Swinging his dial from left to right making sure no equine had already claimed this for themselves. Happy with the emptiness of the area he let a loud bellow escape his jaws as he pawed at the earth making indentions once again making it known that he was here and this was hopefully going to be his.

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Bleh kinda rambles

Tziga
Hades
Home

[diru]

Hades

-> Today was a day like every other. Boring as hell with nobody or nothing to amuse myself with. The mortals around here were definitely dropping on the amusement scale, much to my displeasure. I snorted heavily, a small puff of smoke appearing and I tossed my dial, releasing a soft breath, a smile flickering across my maw at the shapes the smoke drifted into. It was simple and still it mildly pleased me. Smoke and the mortals here we basically the same anymore. It took basically no effort of mine to shape them into what I wanted. It was almost boring and yet it wasn't. It was definitely amusing to have the lesser creatures react just as I planned. Odd? Perhaps, not that I truly cared.

-> So there I was, simply wandering my lands. Oh yes indeed they were mine! Nobody dared dwell here without my permission if not blessing. Vain? No, I simply liked some peace and quiet on occasion. And of course I couldn't get it in the Hell that was my domain. Do you know just how noisy it got there with all the screaming imbeciles that were begging for another chance? I shook my dial in a bit of frustration. Nobody knew of the hell, oh haha I made a pun, I lived in. My tail bone twitched for no tassels grew anywhere on my frame.

-> I was certainly a sight, minus the hairlessness. Tall, taller than most others and even among the gods only a couple were taller than me. My pelt, or hide considering just how dull it was, was a rich black almost like ink. There was perhaps only one flaw contained by my looks. I was skinny, so skinny that if I was a mortal I would have long died from starvation. My hips, ribs and spine stuck out almost painfully so. Even my dial was almost skeletal. Speaking my dial, there was another misgiving within it. My eye sockets were empty and yet I could see plain as day. My wings were tucked neatly against my barrel and quite well disguised since for now I wished to seem as mortal as I dared. Needless to say I was one hell of a spook and any horses worst nightmare, oh damn, there's another little pun, should they simply see whether I was in disguise, like now, or in my full glory.

-> Now I was simply wandering, musing to myself when I caught the scent of another being that was not far ahead of me judging by the freshness. I tilted my dial before scenting the wind, trying to see if I knew the being. To my surprise I didn't and a low chuckle rumbled through my chest as I urged my limbs into an easy trot moving towards the bearer of the scent. I was quite curious about who would show their face here. Not often I had visitors after all!

-> It wasn't long before I caught sight of the beast that was invading and I slowed, adopting a limp as I got closer, eyeing him calmly before moving to circle towards his front and pausing, turning my dial away for the time being, pretending to look a a rock a few paces away. "So what brings you here my friend?" My vocals ringing out in a deep and raspy tone as I bit down a laugh. Time to let the games begin!

((occ: sorry it was kinda slow and crappy >__<))

[Heaver]

Tziga
my touch would leave you trembling

Tziga couldn't have been more pleased with the area he was planning on calling his home. It was flat and not as desolate as the surrounding areas, possibly some poor hopeless soul would wander in here looking for a home, and my dear boy would be more than happy to give it to them. For a price that is. Many would glance upon him and wonder what had made him so cruel, and that question was far from answerable, he just seemed to flip from a kind gentlemen to a ruthless killer all at the flip of the coin, or he could trip them out even further and go from ruthless to kind. There was possibility he could blame it on Hades, claim it was Daddy issues that caused him to be like this. Isn't that what equine did these days, ploy there issues as the fault of their sire even if they hadn't met the stud himself. It seemed like a good place to lay the blame, Daddy, the word didn't even seem to fit the God, well devil, very well. Who in there right mind would run up to him and scream Daddy? Maybe a filly born to a Zeus follower, or an equine who's mind is more screwed up more than Tziga.

Pawing at the ground impatiently, he had already called for the insane Hades and it was quite rude to keep one waiting. Even a God should follow common courtesies. Finally a skeletal being was spotted just on the horizon, his body it seemed so weak. How could one survive with bones sticking out like that, it seemed inhumane. Studying the equine over it became very apparent who the equine was, who else would have empty eye sockets and still be able to see or appear to see where one was going. Finally it was time to come face to face with dear ole dad. For once in his life he felt very small, not in the way of weight or stockiness, for he had the boney creature on that but in height. One should always look up to their father but this, this was insane Hades had a good 2 hands on the painted stallion.

Audits flicked towards the God, and blue eyes followed, giving Hades his full attention listening to his every word. His voice was raspy which was much different from Tziga it became very apparent he neither got his look nor his voice from him, possibly it was just his insanity that he inherited from Hades. He couldn't help but wonder if the stallion would eventually recognize him as his own blood, probably not, very few could recognize him as a Hades boy. He was too brightly colored and his bright blue eyes seemed too comforting to have any evil behind them, but how glorious it was to see the fear in the equines eyes whenever they realized how wrong they were.

Friend? There was a time to play with his chivalrous side and this happened to be of those moments, no point in pissing dear daddy off. Just trying to find a suitable area to call my home. Though his voice was flat it held almost a melodious tune to it. It was amazing for drawing the mares in portraying safety to them. How easily those little vixens were fooled.

--Word Count

Tziga
7
Lustino.Paint.Arabian.Quarter Horse.Friesian.
Stallion
Hades
Mate
Working on it

[diru]

Hades

-> You know, sometimes I wondered in mortals ever got fed up with me. Why? Well, I was always fashionably late. I mean what party could really start without me anyways? Arrogance? Why yes of course, and of course not at the same time. See I knew who I was, and what my purpose was. There was no reason for me to fight this knowledge and of course, everyone knows that in the end, they have to meet me. I pitied the ones that wanted to meet me sooner rather than later. Why rush your death? Well, of course there were times that meetings with me had led to life rather than death. If you catch my meaning. A deep chuckle rumbled through my chest at my inner musings. Oh how sad that I was of more amusement to myself than many of the mortals were combined. I needed to spice some things up then it seemed.

-> I glanced at the red and white beast and for a moment his coloring nearly reminded me of snow splattered with blood. How amusing. I guess Ares' tendencies where rubbing off on me. I'd never understand how the two of us had actually become allies when more often than not we were fighting. I guess he had some bone to pick with me. Pity he'd never be able to pick these bones. Well, for him at least. I didn't feel like having to deal with my bones being smashed and scattered. 'Twould be such a pain to find them all after all. Especially since I knew my dear old Firetop would scatter them across the world. Now, this stallion seemed to understand that I was indeed someone to respect and be mindful. How sad! What had given me away I wondered. Of course, the better question was more what hadn't given me away. I confess that my 'disguise' wasn't the greatest, but then again, who'd even suspect that a horse that looked like death, oh dear here I go again with making puns, would ever be up to something? Exceedingly few honestly. I loved the surprise on their faces when they realized who I was exactly.

-> My boa bowed, running my muzzle along one slim foreleg, not really minding my mortal companion for the time being. I knew he was watching me, I could feel his eyes boring into me. Well, perhaps that was a bit over-dramatic, but you get my point. We had a smart cookie no doubt! That mildly pleased me. No doubt I could actually play a more in depth game than with most of the others that dwelled in this world. But would he play along? Of course, nobody dared to gainsay me. One of the perks I suppose. I spun my dial around, eyeing the beast as he spoke, almost daring him to look into the sockets that housed any other equine's eyes. He was lucky, right now everthing about myself was dulled down. More than likely he wouldn't be able to see the pain and suffering that so many others saw when I wasn't veiling myself. Would be amusing to watch him quake and cower.

-> He spoke, saying he simply wanted a place to call home. My brow furrowed slightly, moving closer to him, blowing out a puff of smoke before speaking again in my raspy tones. "And just what makes you deserving of this?" A riddle? Perhaps. A trick question? Perhaps. No, I mostly wanted to know why he wanted this area, for no doubt did he want this little parcel. Why else would he have called out to me? My logic was hardly ever flawed, if it ever was. I don't think it ever had been either. Everything always went as I wanted it too, likely irked my brothers since I was always right in the end. Why did it matter who won a battle when I would win the war? Sure there would be losses, but that had to be taken into account beforehand and I was well aware of it. Of course, for every loss my ranks were bolstered. You can't triumph over death, I always win in the end. I chuckled darkly again, thoroughly amused. I needed to get a move on, I was falling behind in my schedule a little. Of course, things could always be rescheduled I supposed. Draw things out, make it more amusing. Yes, that sounded like so much more fun than rushing through everything.