There's a Good Reason;;

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I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it.

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[X]I slithered into the lands. smokey ebon pelt hide itself in the shade. ivory blanket laid upon my rumb, the only noticable thing that sent off a sign i was in the dark, though it barely showed. nigrescent orbs followed whatever flinched or moved. i walked silently, slowly forth. as i neard a clearing i stopped short. a devious grin spread across my velvets. it was very foggy. i could see a group of mares huddled toogether for protection. i snuck about 5 yards away from them. then ran for speed hollerin and bucking. i reared and snorted. i chased them all around the land. a devious grin on my velvets. the words that escaped my maw, Run bitches run! Rebel! Rebel! Panic! Panic! Panic! Panic! They ran screaming bloody murder into the fog. i bust out laughing and nearly doubled over in laughing as i stupid bitch ran right into a tree. that;s right Panic! im here. little did they know im panic, there's no need to panic. dumb broads.

[X]Soon after i calmed down i snorted, whip lashing as i waited for someone crazy enough to come to me. i nipped grass. damn its boring i looked around for someone to freak out.smoke riden pelt compared perfectly with the fog as my blanket contrasted with it. warm winds whipped at my charcoal locks. i walked bordely in a circle. im an ancy mare, crazy as a bat out of hell. but im not annoying. piss me off and you'll learn. i liked to have fun and be a freak. its just how i am. the sun fought harshly against the thick layer of smoke to shine but the fog smothered. i looked around lazily. wears the fun, the challenge? psh faggits.

[X]I paced aroun then ran full speed and dove straight into a rover. my bodice floated beneath the liquid. i looked around. the water stung my eyes, bubbles floated up from my nares. soon i sprung to the surface, water splashed everywhere. ebon locks flipped behind me. lungs inhaled rapidly. a wild grin was on my paper thins and a crazed look shone in my optics. i kicked a bit then spurng out. without waiting to dry i ran off, bodice doing complicated twists and swerves, i reared and spun around then bucked, flying into the air. i was airborne, no parrt of me hel contact with the earth. if only it could stay like this. all too soon i came back to earth, pillars smashing into the ground. i snorted and trotted impatiently in a circle waiting for some fun.

ooc: too lazy atm to make a new post, sorry XP but they'll get better

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[Venus Doom]

I've given up
I'm sick of feeling
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating
tell me what the heck is wrong
with me?

"Stupid...god these bushes need to just..argh!" she grumbled to the shrubbery as she made her way through, very aggravated that it chose to scrape across her bi-colored flesh and scratch the areas that didn't exactly need scratching at all. It was a maze to get through them, and it made her a particularly unhappy camper, her face squirming into a pouty face before she found something oddly entertaining, though horrible it was.

She'd watched the entire damn scene unfold. Standing in her safety spot of some shaded trees and a obviously dead bush, her sable eyes almost laughing as she watched the mare chase off the scaredy-cats and heard them shrieking like banshees that'd seen a ghost themselves. The white of their eyes showed as they scrambled this way and that, breaking their ring as the obviously daft one circled and scared them so. Venus couldn't help but laugh as one even crashed into a tree and knocked herself out probably. Her laugh obviously gave away her position, but it wasn't any matter for she'd be emerging from her cover in a moment or so.

"That was quite the show...you got them running like mad!" she said, commending the wench for her exceptional skills at scaring off poor little light mares. Her auds were perked as the bulky mare emerged from her cover, the pale yellow and white form of her tobiano color field brightened up in the light. She looked quite tattered as the scratches from the bushes had broken skin in some place and made her bleed tiny dribbles of crimson rubies down her flanks. Her eyes seemed hazed and distant, though it'd seemed that she had paid some attention to the scene at hand, for she wouldn'tve complimented the mare on her efforts if she hadn't seen the darn thing. But...somehow she looked like her attention was elsewhere, for her own reasons. Although she liked the hilarity of scrambling mares, the screaming they made didn't agree with her brain, making her remember all the things that were her past.

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I snorted in bordem, smokey pelt twitched from disinterest. psh these place is gay as fuck. my auds swerved as i heard laughter in the distance. a devious grin spread across my velvets as i knew i had an audience. i love to perform for others. but id rather freak others out. its not that hard to do, i mean seriously look at me. as a two toned mare stepped out of covering, realizing her cover was blown. nigrescent orbs followed her as she approached me. she was cut from the shrubbery, eh not my problem! i listened [amazing!] as she spoke to me. i couldn't help to grin at that. yep yep im proud of my talent of being a freak and freaking out others. its just natural to me, secong nature. parting my velvets i spoke sing song lyrics.

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"Enjoy the show? yes yes i did, thats the only fun i could find in this boring hell hole? names Panic! whats there to do?"[/size]

I'm only bein nice cause im not pissed or completely bored. either or and im a major bitch other then when im mad i turn pyscho. kind of a chain reaction ya know? i looked around tediously. audits catching nothing but the sound of breathing and the wind. i yawned. lalala im fucking bored! i began to move around a little. idont have adhd or anything im just easily bored, i need something to do or someone to trick!

My orbs looked around. i seen the mare that ran into the tree slowly stand back up and stumble. then look around groggily. she seen me and her orbs immediatley widened. i walked over to her and stuck my facade into hers. there was a moment of silence. she was scared. i grinned and yelled Boo! she yelped and turned quickly and ran away. i snorted and laughed again then wandered back to the femme who was talking to me. bam im bored.[/size][/blockquote]

[Venus Doom]

<sup>The mare certainly had a way about her that was way off-kilter, 'off her rocker' if you wanted to use the correct terminology. Only slightly insane, if you'd like to think of another way to say it. She looked like she had a short attention span, and a snap in the brain made her excitable and child-like. A spiteful little filly, almost. Venus had grown past that stage, and she too probably was an excitable, slightly crazy filly, but that was due to trauma and soon was overgrown by a split personality that seemed to be very irritable, cruel, and just downright mean. Yet, this made her seem even more insane than this mare probably could've been, even with the eccentric persona. The paint snorted as she brushed away the thought, not wanting to waste precious time on fickle cognition that'd never produce an answer.

"I call myself Venus," she replied to the mare as she was asked of her name. "Shortened from Venus Doom." Venus Doom. A contradicting name, though it showed both personas equally well. The purity of Venus, however she was portrayed in the brushstrokes of Velasquez, Titian and others, and the dark, morbid emotion of the word doom. Doom, an impending death, destruction of something. A name of darkness. And a fitting name for a mare who played on the fence of light and darkness, unhappily calling herself of a neutral alliance. "Panic...what the hell brought on that name?" she would think to ask the mare, though she wasn't expecting much of an answer from her, or rather, one that'd make any sense at all.

Her eyes would then follow Panic as she walked to the disheveled mare arising from her collision, snickering as she was easily scared off just by a simple 'boo'. She must've been traumatized, the poor dear. But alas, it was her fault that she was easily scared...no skin off my nose. Venus didn't particularly care about the frighted mare, but rather the hilarity that she caused, the paint laughing once again as the panicked mare scrambled out of the area. "Such a scaredy-cat.."</sup>