Post by Excy! on Dec 2, 2006 0:09:29 GMT -5
PENELOPE
IS--a [[PrEtTy]]--NaMe!
Character Name;;
Penelope
Gender;;
Fae
Alliance;;
yyyyyyooooouuneeeecoooooorrnn xP
Age;;
4 years
Color;;
Her skin is dark, but her pelt can be considared brighter than snow. All four of her hooves are black and her horn is a bright white
Personality;;
Some would consider her a complete (Pardonnez mon français, S'il vous plaît) w.hore. She craves the constant attention of stallions, and more. This actually started quite recently, when she had her first exposure to stallions, the reason is listed below in her history. Anyway, she has had plenty respect for leaders that are female, but on the other hand, she is so-so with males. Penelope shows off quite a lot, trying to flaunt her figure to get the attention of a handsome stallion that she feels she would have fun with. Unfortunatly, this will lead to her own mental demise as she is putting herself at her own risk. Penelope, having been so non-exposed to stallions for so long, does not know what they are capable of, so she is putting herself at risk.
History;;
Penelope was born as a product of rape. Her mother never paid much attention to her after she reached the eight month mark, making her a little bit seclusive. Her mother was of a wandering rebellion, and what I mean by wandering was that she was always alone in a deep forest, meadow or whatnot. Her mother, Androclea was her name, liked stallions; certainly, but she did not want to live with them. Androclea had always been taught that stallions were a ruthless band of pirates who want to rule everything that moves and breathes. Unfortunatly, her rapist, name is unknown, did not help her bias against stallions whatsoever, in fact; it only made things worse. She kept little Penelope with her at all times, telling her how 'bad' stallions were, how they wanted to breed with anything that breeds, how they wanted to rule. The closest Penelope ever got to a stallion was around fifty yards. Her mother hid her in a bush as she went out grazing, but Penelope stared closely at the czar, observing his strength, muscles rippling, neck curled as if he wanted to find someone, showy, his spiralling horn erupting from his skull like a sword; and Penelope liked him, she liked him a lot.
By the time that Penelope was a yearling, she was allowed from her mother to leave as much as she pleased, only to come back after a certain number of hours. She is a little...slow, in other words, she can be pretty dumb. Penelope wandered to the outskirts of a bachelor band. She watched the band savagly fight each other with such power and force that they would actually injure each other. Staring at the band, gaping at such power and eye-catching force, Penelope sighed and searched around for more of these stallions, ignoring the ones in the corner that stayed near each other, giggling and whipping each other with their tails. She enjoyed watching the fights, some were friendly foe, but there was one that caught Penelope's eye. Around an hour after she reached the hilltop to watch the band, she say a bitter rival match; resulting in a lot of blood, and they were not stopping. That is, when she took a step forward and lost her footing, resulting in sliding to the bottom of the hill, near the stallions. They stopped, particularly the two that were fighting and they scanned her toned figure. "Well well well, what do we have here?" one of the two rivals said, spitting out a wad of blood. They all encircled her and her eyes widened, though she had fear striking her system, she remained at awe from these stallions. One of the rivals came and nipped at her crest, "Seems to me, Brutus, that we have a stow-away...", Phinneous said, "A pretty one at that... Penelope remained quiet, trembling, "How old are you?" Brutus said. "One..." Penelope replied, fetching an uproar of laughter. Phinneous replied, "Well, I'm five. Let us see what four years difference can make?" as he rounded to her rear, Penelope went into self-preservation and bolted, as she was being chased, quickly, by a band of seven competative stallions, this was a game to them and it was not for her.
Sobbing from fear (well? What would give her fear? A fierce band of stallions chasing her? Or the thundering of many hooves pounding the ground behind her? You do the math.) she strived have them lose her fresh scent. She sharply rounded a corner, nearing a river of fresh water, with tears streaming down her face and the wind screaming in her ears; she leaped ten feet to the deep waters below. She went this way. Brutus yelled as Penelope swam to the area that was below the curve of the cliff. With nostrils flaring with one last breath before keeping the air in. The stallions peered over the side, their hot breath curling to the underpart of the cliff, where Penelope felt it. She must have gotten away, Brutus... one burly stallion replied, But don't worry, we'll find her, we will. Brutus spat, his :ahem: sexual tension buried deep within his voice, masked by anger and yearning. They left with dissapointed thunders of hooves. But it seemed that one stayed behind, he sniffed the air below the cliff and made his way down on the side. The bulked unicorn saw her and made his way to her side. She had her eyes closed but she was breathing once again, her sobs evident in her young and melodious voice. "Hey, are you alright?" he asked. Penelope opened her eyes to see him and in complete shock and backed, her pelt seemed to glow from her wetness from the river, she replied, "Yes... Who are you?". "I'm Zeus... I hope that you aren't too afraid, but you shouldn't go back there, my father has not been exposed to mares ever since he was kicked out of the herd.". Penelope looked at him, he had a beautiful form, his body arabian, eyes deep orbs of black, "H-he was your father?" she asked, "And if you're so concerned, why did you chase me too?" Penelope looked at him, her tears had mostly dried at that point. "Because I wanted to protect you, there is something about you... it caught my eye" he replied. Penelope's eyes widened, "No...no no no! It can't be, you can't...you are a liar!" she said, stepping back. "No, I am not..." Zeus replied, only to be followed by the bellowing of Brutus for Zeus to come, "Dammit, Zues, she's gone! Come, my son!". Penelope looked at him and turned around. "Perhaps we can meet some other time...here.", the other yearling replied with an alright and they went their separate ways.
For the next few months, Penelope and Zeus continued to meet in that exact same area, without their parent's knowing. It soon became evident that they were beginning to fall for each other, a more mutual love then some would understand. It soon became evident that they became two-year old mates, this was a relationship of emotions, not physicality. Their love continued to stay there with them throughout the day, Penelope would come home to mother humming beautiful tunes and with Zeus would stay all smiles. They continued to meet at that area everyday for the exact same time of three hours a day, that is, until one day, when Brutus became suspicious of Zeus' daily partings and odd emotions; so, very quietly, he followed him. During the whole journey, Zeus seemed on edge, as if he felt that someone was following him, looking back every few minutes, to see nothing, as Brutus was very good with hiding. Zeus rounded the corner to the river and went to the side and said to a waiting Penelope, "Hello, Penelope my love, how artest thou today?" Penelope replied with a smile, "I am quite well, my love." Brutus watched them play and talk to each other in loving voices, laughter, happiness. Filled with an anger that he not experienced in a long time, Brutus leaped to the river with a screech, "My own son, sneaking to this area to meet the filly that we almost had our fun with last revolution. Betrayer." he said and held his son at horn-point (haha, I made a funny!), keeping Penelope backed into a corner. She screamed shrieking for Zeus, tears beginning to stream down her face. "Come, men! Look at what I have found." and seven vanner-like unicorn stallions came through the trees at the side of the body of water, all chuckling and staring at Penelope with their ivory horns glowing at their skull. Brutus continued to close in on Zeus, who screamed, "Run, Penelope! Run!" and she obeyed and ran through a small cave that was behind her that the two had discovered some months before, it was only large enough for the two, so the stallions all screamed and attempted to follow her. She kept on galloping, tears streaming down her face as she listened to the painful screams of Zeus echo into complete silence. She stopped and waited for what seemed like two hours.Then she walked back, to see her beloved Zeus floating in the water with red coloring floating with him, she held back her scream, "Zeus!" she said as she walked to him, he had a hole in his throat, chest and side.
It has been said that unicorn's horns have healing powers, that their blood makes their life eternal, but when a life is taken in vain to such an extent, their powers possess no effect on their lives. Zeus died right there where Penelope attempted to save him by touching her horn to his wounds, but they would not close or heal. She stayed there with his body for one day and one night, crying next to her beloved. After she was beconed to leave, he continued to stay in her mind. Even to this day when she is self-abusive, forcing herself to be the herlot that she is, as punishment for her 'ignorance' to save her beloved Zeus, and to this day, she will never love any other then him and his memory.
((Dude, that was really sad! :whipes tear from eye: I never knew I had that in me ))
{{As for sub-plot characters...perhaps Brutus and Phinneus can be created! =D it would be fun!}}
Password;;
Elixer!
Sample Post;;
The length above is not my average, goodness @___@, but my average posting length is 500-600 words
Picture;;
Below!
Description;;
Penelope has become a mare of immense beauty and elegance, she has been kept an eye on by several stallions, but she will never have the same feelings for them as she did Zeus, her fellow young lover. She has matured to be quite smart, but she can still make some pretty dumb decisions unfortunatly.