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Post by MadMooCow on Dec 23, 2003 1:08:28 GMT -5
Red, as he is now called... tilts his head slightly in the apperance of this green dragon and the book. "Your name dragon, what is it?" he demands suddenly slightly hissing
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Post by MadMooCow on Dec 21, 2003 23:08:06 GMT -5
"Ah, just call m,e the Red dragon... my name is long forgotten" he sighs "hello Briin"
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Post by MadMooCow on Dec 21, 2003 0:04:05 GMT -5
"Well there is still hope ot find your friend" the red dragon says, his head tilted to one side. "having a sword does not mean there will be a fight" he laughs. "if a fight was intended, you would know about it." "do we get a description of the Zelda?"
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Post by MadMooCow on Dec 19, 2003 22:57:36 GMT -5
A Red semi-transparent dragon watches. Silently. He sits on a rock a short way from the others. His tattered wings move slightly in the wind. He flicks his tail slightly, he too know the pain of a lost friend.
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Post by MadMooCow on Sept 23, 2005 2:32:44 GMT -5
Bero fluffed his wings... "I can"
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Post by MadMooCow on Sept 22, 2005 7:39:39 GMT -5
Bero shook his head slightly. Flexed the muscles in his wings. Flicked his tail. but said nothing. He had no ideas
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Post by MadMooCow on Sept 20, 2005 20:08:17 GMT -5
Bero smiled quickly. "On an average day, nor am I" he said to Kyvear. He ruffeled his wings at the thought. Even as a foal he did not play very many games, despite his dam's wishes and constant nagging.
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Post by MadMooCow on Sept 20, 2005 3:00:49 GMT -5
Bero noticed Eran grazing "you bored?" he said flexing his wings. "What sort of game?" he said, thinking that he'd rather sit back down and preen his faethers again. Anything that required too much effort would have to hold off for another day or untill her felt more enegetic.
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Post by MadMooCow on Sept 19, 2005 1:16:50 GMT -5
"Bero'ishal is mine, but Bero is fine" he flicked his tail. He caught himself from chuckling at Neth's name. - don't want to be rude - he thought. "most dams are funny, in th own way"
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Post by MadMooCow on Sept 18, 2005 0:38:55 GMT -5
Bero'ishal's ears pricked at the sound of the other's voice, he stood up so he was closer to eye level with the other Paint. His vanity would have to wait. "I'm very well currenly, your self?" He said grining his greeting.
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Post by MadMooCow on Sept 17, 2005 22:52:42 GMT -5
A sky blue stallion sits but a stream cleaning his white wings feather by feather, he sighs it is quite a task but must be done. He sighs and flicks his tail. He looks up and see the other Painted unicorns and debates going over. He had now been here before and does not no anyone out side his own lands. www.geocities.com/emmaslands/Punicorn6.htmlThanks Stormie!
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Post by MadMooCow on Nov 8, 2006 6:08:55 GMT -5
Very impressive! I like the colours. Tis a nice Character design, and deffinitely looks like no mean feet to draw either. I like his head and neck the best though Well done Silvanon!
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Post by MadMooCow on Nov 8, 2006 6:03:09 GMT -5
*whips* J/K Stormie, if you do not have the inspiration to draw right now, the worst thing you can do is force it. I'm speaking from my own experience here. If you force it, you will probably end up hateing it. What I suggest is that you take a break from it for a while, and start it up again once you feel motivated to bring the Che Quin back. I'm not going to ask you to do something you don't feel like doing at the moment. You can come back to mine later, when you feel more motivated if you wish.
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Post by MadMooCow on Jul 31, 2006 2:13:29 GMT -5
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Post by MadMooCow on Jul 12, 2006 0:34:57 GMT -5
Your name: Emma Your email address: madmoocow@gmail.com Name for the Paint: hmm.. "You want to leave but don't want to take me" If that is not too long that is ^^; if it is, can you choose something? 'cause I'm not that great with names Class for the Paint: Theli Coloring description: Black Body, white stockings on all legs and a white mane and tail Comments: Wooooooo! Thanks for the chance
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