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    There is a new pony in town, but the thing is that something about him is a little.. Off if that's what you'd call it. Some say that his defect is so bad, it could make foals cry. Being the main target of constant teasing, Zephyr or better known as; The white-eyed Beast has fled to the ever free forest, afraid of ever being hurt or teased again. He's been alone for two consecutive years, that is until your crush dares you to retrieve and bring 'it' back to Ponyville. Only then will she allow you to go out with her. But the thing is, after spending a while with the strange creature, is she the one you truly want?



    "Hey, why don't we play a little game of truth or dare?" Comet, a creamy coloured pegasi asked with a hearty grin, his hooves trotting at the loose sand beneath his stature proud and tall. The group members looked between one another, smiling with ecstatic excitement for the game said to go down. In unison, the other two said, 'Yeah!" until looking towards ___ with questioning eyes,
    "You wanna play?" Comet asked with eyes full of mischief.

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    Eclipse looked at the other ponies and shrugged. The unicorn blinked his eyes and shrugged.'' Um Sure I'd love to join in!'' He replied with a grin.


    Information: Eclipse is one of those ponies where he wants to be friends with anyone, He doesnt care what you look like or act or do. He tries to be fair with anyone but not everyone is the nicest to him. He gets used a lot because he's very nice but He's a very trustworthy pony and even though he is a unicorn it's on a very rare basis that he uses his magic

  • Mischief twisted to the corners of Comet's lips, his violet hued mane picking up in the breeze of the coming night. As the group walked along to find a rather spooky place to play their little game, Yo-yo pauses as they seat them selves just outside the darkness of the Ever free forest. Yo-yo shivers, her ebony coloured wings quivering with slight nervousness but it was washed away as the others began to settle down into the damp grass below their hooves,
    "So... Who's going first?" Asked Pieces, a unicorn like Eclipse asked, her fuchsia coloured mane settling to a flat as the stirring wind began to recede.
    All was silent, a spin-chilling howl emitting from the midst of the dark forest,
    "I think... Eclipse should go first!" Comet decided, smirking towards his friend with a look of sheer mockery, "Alright, truth or dare, Eclipse?"

  • [justify][size=8]Comet shook his head multiple times whilst making a, 'tsk' noise as he did so, "Oh wrong choice Eclipse.." Comet smirked wickedly, the others growing curious and excited for what the first dare was going to be, "I dare you to go into the Ever Free forest and bring back the White-eyed Beast." The violet maned stallion finished, some gasps escaping Yo'yo's and Pices lips.
    The golden mare, Pices looked towards Eclipse with a sheepish smile,
    "That would be very brave of you.." She blushes timidly, looking back to her friend Yo-yo for some sort of sign or anything.
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  • [justify]Comets grin only twitches further to the lines of becoming a smirk,
    "Nope, why are you chicken Eclipse?" He asked. Yo-yo glared over toward the violet maned stallion, her soft sea foam green eyes gentle and worried,
    "They say that the one who sees the White-eyed Beast is to immediately be cursed to having nightmares everyday of ones life!" She squeaked, frightened just at the thought of it, "Y-you don't have to do this Comet.." The mare quietly whispered, looking down. Pices on the other hand seemed very into the dare,
    "If you do it, I'll do anything you want." She added, a flirty expression casting across her features. The golden female had always been the flirt out of the four amigos.
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  • [justify]Comet rolled his eyes, getting to his hooves and stretching, looking down to the two girls for a moment then back to Eclipse, "Guess I'm going." The stallion, some excitement burning in the backs of his cyan coloured eyes.[/justify]

  • [justify]Comet was kind of an *ss sometimes, but he never noticed let alone really cared. Everybody has their own reasons to be the way they are, so why not Comet?
    "Alright, let's go." The dark haired stallion neighed, following after Eclipse. He was a little nervous about it and it was obvious which was surprising actually because you'd think he'd be such a bad*ss because of his personality, "Hey, did you hear that?" Comet asked as he looked around, a ghastly moan emitting from the shadows as they waded further into the Ever Free forest.


    From afar a shadow loomed, waiting patiently for their passing by soon. I wanted yet nothing to do with such a fiend man, for I have already suffered the cruelty and mockery that those who don't understand. I fled for a reason yet now they come anything but anew, wading into my glorious dark into the midnight blue. But then there is a flicker in ones eyes numb as smoke and for a moment did my breathing for once ever choke. I reserved myself in the shadows from where I now belong, in these Ever Free forests of wood prolong. I decided to make my presence known by a single ghastly call, attempting to ward away these brutes so I may rule my darkness and never again fall...[/justify]

  • [justify]Shivers were sent down Comets spine as they continued on, looking back every now and again to see if they're being followed. Each time he cursed at himself to stop, knowing that he'll eventually just see something and freak. Hooves lightly pressed into the earth because his steps were so light and timid, another moan escaping the secluded shadows of the forest around them.
    Feeling a sense of being watched, Comet turned around and ruefully stared at what he saw. Stopping dead in his tracks, the violet-haired stallion began to tremble, backing up and into Eclipse at the sight of a set of pale glowing eyes that loomed in the shadows. He was about to say something but it ended up being a yelp as a shrill shriek echoed through the darkness, making the man gallop off back to the entrance of the Ever Free forest.


    I had been watching the nervous one with careful eyes, fearing he might turn round to his demise. At once moment I lingered too close, to the boarders of my shadows the pallid stallion's voice fell hoarse. I let out an unknowing screech at his own, watching as he turned to the night and galloped back to town. One down, I whispered in a ghostly tone, my eyes flickering like beacons in the nights monochrome. I eyed this other with a peculiar stare, wondering if this other was truly worth to scare. I never spared mercy of though who wandered in, to the 'wretched clingy-claws' to lure the shadows from within. Letting out a shameful breath stored for many days, I watched as Eclipse looked around to his dismay.
    But then again why do I rhyme? This is not fairy tail is it, nor a tale of bed time. Tis the way I was taught to speak in my ancestors old tone, until an usurper king tore me from the power of my throne. Nearing closer to this odd marked fellow, my hooves fell silent on the grass a green of mellow. White eyed stared to another's grey two, I fell silent and ill under the appearance of you.
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  • [justify]I stared at the moss uplifted from these ponies trodden hooves, poking at its remains and watching as the other begins to move. My white eyes catch the motion quite swift, a frown framing my appearance as I looked up and met their gaze with unbeknownst perseverance. I too recollect my step as I back away, finding this stranger odd for them to visit here after day,
    "Zephyr..." My tone swoons in a whimsical way, a flurry of chilling wind sending shiver along my spine to my dismay. I not trusted this pony not for their appearance different of mine, but of such a reminding past that should be known as a crime,
    "And who is thee whom wanders to the depths of these shadows so grim? Is it not I you seek to mock with my patience and trust so warily slim?" My vocals unused and long forgotten ages ago, asides from the howls that torments other so. I stared at him with pallid eyes glowing and dull, no life nor interest sparking in them at all.
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  • [justify]I only pursue with a stare the more intense, wild pallid flickering of my pupil-less cores stating the beasts presence,
    "Whom of which is the one you seek? Perhaps I can aid thee, but please don't be meek." I say, a lopsided grin twitching bluntly to the corners of my lips, my patience in this pony already beginning to rip. For being secluded for many days long, to these woods so grizzly they be the wrong. Creatures of evil and beasts you say, can only reside in the Ever Free forest where escape there is no way, "Do you fear my eyes silver and un pure? Or is it because I am merely an absolute freak of nature?" My voice groans to a waning stop, silence enveloping us in a quiet backdrop.
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  • Eclipse blinked and gulped." It's not that...your tone of voice is just a little different and it's the forest that is freaking me out: I'm looking for what ponies call, "the white eyed beast" " He replied and sat down. He gave a gentle smile to show he meant no harm and sat down.

  • [justify]My eyes scanned his for several moments long, our stare holding another's for many seconds prolong. Alas my eyes fell upon the sleet of dirtied grass, my mind wandering away from the subject digress. Upon hearing the nature of my voice filtered and un whole, I couldn't help but feel this curse was taking it's toll. Every pony along with my eyes dead and grim, though little do they know that once I was like them,
    "It twas the ways of old have I been taught to speak like such, unlike your kind who speaks little of much. Now don't think me rude pony of aspen and grey, for I am such you seek with eyes brighter than the power of day. What is it you wish of me?" I ask with a tone much normalized and clear, rather than that other which hits others like a spear. Was the way I spoke not recognizable and modern? Have they changed their ways during my presence in this sea of patterns?
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