Post by Horizon}} on Dec 19, 2011 12:23:47 GMT -5
What the fuck?
Put your teeth to the curb, cuz right now I'm gonna stomp your fucking face in
I hope you drown in all the cum you fucking swallow, to get yourself to the top
You're just a trend, just a fucking disease,
How could you look at yourself in the mirror?
You stand for nothing and your heart is untrue
Every single thing about you's just a clone of the last "you"
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i'm sending you away tonight, put you on a bird's strong wing
and i forget, how fragile are the very strong
Say hello to Proserpine. Before I get into all the other details about this mare, I am here to tell you that her name means 'Princess of Hell', and I'm here to tell you that she lives up to her name. She comes from a very strange predictament, and if it were up to the gods to stop she would have never been created. She is of a strange breed, a cross breed of Maugrim and Eichryte. This being said, I'll go into a bit of her history.
Her mother was of evil descent. Evil that came from Hell's Realm in the form of an angel. This is where she gets her Maugrim blood, while her father was a horse of fire. He was some what of a loner, but he could have never been a Noble for even though he was not of bad blood he was by no means a saint. However, good blood coursed through his veins, and when both these horses met a power far more powerful than both equine pulled them together. The father did what he needed to do, and then was gone once again. The evil mare was left alone to raise the babe by herself which was just fine with her. She hated the child though, once she lay eyes on her for the first time. The babe held one milky colored eye just like her own, while the other optic held the red hue of her father's. Her canvas was a sickly ghost color, while flames erupted from her body for a banner, mane, and fetlocks. To be honest, she was hideous to the mare, and that's how she came to be Proserpine. As soon as she could, the mother rid herself of the foal, and allowed her to do what she pleased.
Proserpine grew to be withdrawn from the world, and to hate all authority figure. She hated her father for leaving her mother, and herself, and she hated her mother for leaving her. She was void of emotion save for anger, and lust. While she has the ability to take someones soul away from them, she'd rather make them suffer like she had suffered. As she grew from being just a child she began to fill out angelically. Her long columns were sturdy, and her crown was slightly dished. Twin harks were placed upon her poll, and pointed toward the heaven's like two rain drops turned upside down. Her arabian features did her justice in the end, for her petite body could turn on a dime. Not only that, but she was also quick of both body, and mind. She was a devil in an angels disguise, and she wasn't afraid to let you know it. In fact, she took great pride in it.
anger
This is the only emotion the mare ever feels anymore. That, and hate. She hates her mother for hating her. She hates her father for abandoning her when she was but a seed in her cursed mother's womb, and she hates all living things because they had it easier than she. In short, she's pissed at the world, and there seems to be no hope in store for her.
lunatic
Because of her odd breeding, she's more or less more apt to be bipolar. However, because of this breeding, her mood swings change from ill temper, to anger, to irritation, to insanity. She never feels happy, or giddy. She can't even try to be something other than what she was. A ticking time bomb just waiting to blow up.
love
Love is impossible. She keeps her heart under close watch, and refuses to let anyone near it. Hell, to let some one near her heart is to open herself up for more hurt, and the mare was not in the position or mind set to do that. No, whatever stallion that even thought about getting that closed got turned away without a second thought. She had no desire to try and make something work. In her eyes, they were all the same. Snakes in disguise, just as her father had been. If she ever met the stallion, she'd kill him on the spot.
mercy
Is non exsistent. Push her far enough, and she'll make sure you die a slow, and painful death. She is not a mare to put up with bullshit, and I assure you that if you push your luck you will no longer be living.
calculating
Despite her unstable mentality, she is actually quite calculating, and could perhaps be described as a fox in another life. She's quick with her words, not to mention good. She can make a sin look like a blessing. In other words, she can be very decieving, so you might wanna watch out.
alliance
She is of the Sideth alliance.
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