Don't you DARE look him in the eye

[Velnias]

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DANCE WITH THE DEVIL (DEVIL)

GENDER

stallion

SIREXDAM

n/a X n/a

YEARS

6 years

HANDS

16.2 hh

BLOODLINE

friesian (yes, another one)

COAT

black

MARKINGS

red streaks fown his legs (and face, after returning from TP 1)reddish hue to his coat, (blue eyes now also)

PAST

FOAL growing up an oddity, though he was completely normal amongst the others here, his coat was atill strange to behold and he was made fun of for it by his childhood friends; instead of playing he sat alone often, thinking, and he was ridiculed by them for being so quiet and diffferent, and soon began to wish he was simply normal, around normal horses
SOUGHT when he finally filled out and left behind his gangly, scrawny, gawky foal-like appearance behind and filled out, he transformed into a handsome, burly, tall and dark Friesian stallion; he wasn't much of a ladies' man but the mares seemed to draw to him like flies, though he soon found out the hard way that none of them really loved him, and their 'love' for him was only skin-deep, which soon led him to believe this was all he wold ever attract, and deeply hurt, he decided to run away.
SLEUTHING between warding off the onslaught of pretty mares doting over him, Devil traveled around and saw many things, met many stallions, and one thing he noticed was that when he came across some odd or bad circumstance, there was the presence of one hosrse, always the same one; Devil had no idea what the stallion was doing at any of these places but he soon noticed some things, disappearances of foals, sometimes murders, lost horses, could be traced to the horse, and although Devil always saw him and began to follow him, the stallion never seemed to notice him.
ANGER what faced Devil one night was the same stalion, this time following him to his own herd where he had many mares and foals all obvilious to the crimes Devil was certain he was committing...he then sleuthed here and there, noticing the stallion following the tracks of a new herd, and until this night Devil hadn't seen him kill in cold blood before; Devil heard the stallions meeting secretly in the forest and didn't realize who the other was until the stallion threatened him and the horse tried to come up with some kind of excuse for smething, and the stallion killed him there, slunk off into the night, and Devil realized he was too late to sve his father.
TORN to pieces, he relented in his now personal vendetta to follow and stop this silent murdered, and returned to his homeless, shadowy lifestyle; one day he met Serena, a beautiful chestnut who fell in love with him but when she finally convinced him to stay with her after a year of traveling and following him around, Devil discovered she was with foal and suddenly began to doubt her, and tried to sneak away, each time his conscience pulling him back.
PARANOID when the colt was finally born, Devil finally realized what he had done all thistime, following the dark stallion around, watching him kill, and never thinking that maybe the stallion had seen him after all and, being a stone-cold killer, would follow him and kill him, Serena, and the colt; his fears were confirmed when he caught the scent of the stallion on the wind in his home terra and he fled the scene, deliberately trying to draw the horse after him and away from Serena and his colt, and the first thing he did was find his closest and oldest friend, Rigind, whom he made promise to tae Serena and her colt and hide from the hose, and Rig did.
DISTRAUGHT days later, when he hadn't heard from her, Devil thought that at the very least he'd ruined their love for each other by running away, and at worst he'd allowed them to be murdered without staying to protect them; he went to look for them but the sight he dreaded most awaited him, Serena lying dead and his colt nearly so, but still barely alive; furious at Rig for allowing them to be found he begged Rig to find a home for his colt, not daring to endanger him by keeping him, and Devil then fled to a faraway land of Tainted Paradise where the horses were normal and the fear-smell of his coat couldn't be followed even by the evil stallion
VENGEFUL finally returning nearly two years later and only slightly wiser and decidedly less open-minded about life, Devil returned and first found Rig to find out that his colt was still aive and well, and he made it clear to Rig that only someone would have to have told the stallion the very location of the terra so that he could find the mare and colt, but Rig swore to evil that he hadn't given it away; Devil resumed his mysterious chase after the stallion until he discovered the horse had since become openly a leader of one of the strongest Cursed armies in Tainted Paradise and was openly plotting to fight the gods and any who stood in his way, and so Devil also started searching for clues about who had betrayed Serana and his colt's location and led the stallion to kill them.

PERSONA

BROODING doesn't speak much at all, just likes to think, and he says few words when he needs to; he often speaks in a slow, deep monotone that hardly gives off any emotion at all, his voice as cold as his eyes, and sometimes he won't answer or speak at all, but he generally isn't a well-liked guy, and the torment he's been through and has put himself through has changed him, maybe for the worse.

PLOTS

my Mr. Evil plot

THREADS

none

ACQUAINTANCES

Rigind (me) old friend
-secret apprentice- (me) son, soon-to-be apprentice of-sorts

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oh btw i will be mr evil

[Velnias]

WooHOO!

I actually had a whole plan thought out, but this is great. So maybe what you should do is not do a bio for him...send it to me instead, and/or post a really vague version of it so his identity can remain a secret. The theory is if he's never been seen by anyone alive, and whenever he talks to people he disguises himself...then undisguised he must be as scary as Evil itself. (see my post in the Bloody Plains)