Post by HorsegirlDylan on Sept 3, 2008 10:47:59 GMT -7
OURANOS: Well, you know Ouranos, don't ya? Sire of ya first howrse.
(In this story [its]–>Bay sort-of Arab
GAIA: You should know Gaia. (Its->Palomino sorta Arab)
KAYDEY: Bay Chinconteague Pony mare. Extremely loyal to Gaia.
HERA: A BM Goddess, maker of the BP. Came to Howrse to punish Ouranos for his misbehaviour.
DOLLAR GIRL: Songwriter Mouse Gray Hanno, no fool but hasn't united with herself yet.
ULYSSES: Chestnut Arab stally. Unexpected ally to Hera.
POSEIDON: White Arab stally. Unexpected ally to Hera
GATYSSES: Hera's Traitor to Ouranos.
the CHA PYONGs: Several. You shall discover them and their obedient personality later.
Hera's Obedients.
ZAPOTEC: Black Arab uni stally. Will surprise you...
MYTHOLOGY:
the Legend of the Goddess: A Goddess comes to Howrse with an army of Obedients and two Traitors,
Traitor to Ouranos
and Traitor to Gaia. This is why the words Goddess,
Traitor and Obedient are always capitalised in polite society, and Gaia
supporters crop their manes while Ouranos supporters cut
their tail and clip a 'V' to their withers.
the Honor of the Horn: This states that unicorns should be treaded with carefully, since their
white horn can zap you if you misbehave.
This is why most unicorns are named Zappateado or Zappinea.
Kaydey was a Chinconteague Pony mare, a Bay one. She seemed to be the only one to notice that the Gods of Howrse, Ouranos and Gaia, were getting more distant from Howrse and eachother than ever before. Kaydey hated that. She might've only been 3 and a ½ years old, but...Let's say she knew a lot. More than her owner Yedkay or her mother Yedyak.
More specifically, Kaydey was quarter-arab, which made her hot, quarter-tb, which made her fleetfooted, and half-Chinconteague, which gave her the look she hated so much.
Gaia worried. Ouranos spent so much time away, nowhere. Gaia hated this. There was nowhere she could go. Nowhere. No where. Of the five Gaias, two of Equideow, Caballow's one, Howrse.de's one, the most powerful was the Gaia ruler of the Gaia sisters of Equideow. Gaia (of Howrse.com)'s sister was the ruler of Howrse.de. Invisible barriers barred the Howrses from eachother. Messages only could pass trough. Not her Ouranos. Bot for her sister to have seen HER Ouranos at Howrse.de, chatting up mares, was impossible. Im possible. I'm possible. I am possible. That was the hidden meaning of impossible: I am possible.
Pas possible! Gaia knew that was french for impossible. No possible.
The BM goddess Hera, maker of the BP, had noticed Ouranos' disrespectful behavior.
-Only one thing left to do. Warnings never work, Hera muttered.
Using her powers, she first gave herself an army of Tobiano bay piebald Paint mares, the color, breed and gender of the Obedient. Then she created the Traitor, a Black Friesian stallion. Lastly, she turned herself to a horse: a Gray Arab mare, color, breed and gender of the Goddess. Cha Pyong, Gatysses and Hera.
Ouranos had started flirting and dating with mares other than Gaia about 400 years ago. Gaia still had'nt noticed. Gaia was boring. Plain. Dull. Unsparkly, too old... the list went on. Now he was on a date with a rather nice Newfoundland Pony called Fyr You.
Dollar Girl was a Mouse Gray Hano mare who'd just refused a date with Ouranos. She still could'nt believe that. But she went back to songwriting.
I'm partied out of stall and home
So stally if you fight me, how you gonna like me?
Trottin' down that Old Kent Road
So think before you bite me, how you gonna get back home?
Hera's plan had been perfect. She'd made one TINY mistake: where the heck were her Obedients, her Cha Pyongs? Where was her Traitor to Ouranos, her Gatysses? At least she had two sidekicks she'd never hoped having: a Chestnut Arab called Ulysses, and a Ehite Arab called Poseidon. Both stallions.
Kaydey saw Ouranos on a date with that ignorant Fyr You. She went to tell Gaia ASAP.
Gaia saw one of her second generation descendants galloping furiosly towards the tiny corner of Howrse she and Ouranos shared.
-Chinconteague, but quarter-Arabian, quarter-Thoroughbred, she muttered to herself.
-Gaia, *pant* Gaia, come quickly, I saw-*pant*
-What, my dear Kaydey?
-It's Ouranos, O Great Gaia, he's on a date with that Newfie Fyr You!
-Fyr You Qgp 360.57, Dark bay Newfoundland mare. Is that it?
-Yes, O Great Gaia, Mother of all Horses
-Please, just call me Gaia. And WHERE is Ouranos???
-At the Black Market's corner, O- uh, Gaia
-Let's go!
Kaydey galloped with all her might just to keep up with Gaia's canter. Gaia edged to go faster, she could tell that. Finally they arrived at the BM. By then, Fyr You had left, and Ouranos was discussing to a young colt.
-No point, Gaia sighed, he'd just lie.
When she got to her stable, Gaia cropped her mane short, a sign of the Traitor to Ouranos. A Traitor to Gaia would cut his tail tiny and clip a 'V' symbol on his withers. Gaia cropped her mane even shorter to make the message clear.
Ouranos had had a wonderful date with Fyr You, and ended it just in time, because Gaia had charged over the hill in front of the BM. Now he was on a date with Qase Wan Edgin-Rouge, a cute Thoroughbred. Next would be Something Kinda Oooh, the Hano.
Dollar Girl thought about her family. Her ever-faithful dam Piaffe, her long-lost sire, which was marked 'Ouranos' in the papers, and her two little brothers, Passage and Walzerkönig.
If you wanna put a bit on me now no
Wait till the band go play real slow
If you want ya hooves on me ya gotta keep up
Can't dance, no pain, no gain, no show-
-Mare!
Dollar Girl jumped up and huffily said, -You interrupted me.
-Mare, do you know wo you are speaking to?
-I've got a name you know. It's Dollar Girl, said Dollar Girl, looking closely at the interrupter. She was a Gray Arab Mare, approximately 2½ years old, but with the look of experience and collectedness, which, in Dollar Girl's books, registered as 'god or Goddess'.
-Okay, Dollar Girl, for your information, you're talking to Hera, the Goddess!
-What do you want?
-Your help.
When Ouranos arrived home, the first thing he noticed was Hera's cropped mane, the sign of a Traitor to Ouranos.
-Gaia, Ouranos started, why did you crop your mane?
-Since you're running around Howrse, dating millions of mares, I KNOW-Fyr You, Qase Wan Edgin-Rouge and Something Kinda Oooh-to name a few, Mister Traitor
That was it. Ouranos stormed into his stall and went to bed.
At midnight, Gaia quietly went to Ouranos' stall.
-I'm sorry, Ouranos, but you started it, Gaia muttered, cutting Ouranos' tail and clipping a 'V' to his withers.
~continued, it's 9PM and my fingers are aching~