Post by Pyramid Head on Mar 27, 2008 15:21:09 GMT -8
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Nick Name: Pyramid
Gender: Stallion
Personality:
Species: Horse
Age: Six
Height: 16.0 hh
Sire: Amadeus
Dam: Nightmares of Perfection
Siblings: Something to Remember, Touch of Class, Final Destination, Raggedy Anne, Royal Duchess, Mystic Dream, Twilight Zone, Cameo, Blueprint, Show Me Chism & Red Oak
Breed: Friesian
Color: Black
Markings:
Magic Word: electric23
Role Play Sample:
Nick Name: Pyramid
Gender: Stallion
Personality:
Pyramid is violent, but only in his mind. He doesn't believe in spilling innocent blood without a cause, and even with a cause, he doesn't understand the point in defying the laws of nature as an equine to go on an all-out killing spree on those who are pronounced "deserving to die". He has an odd amount of patience and is rather laid back however, and finds equines who don't use their right mind or resolve to conflict to get their own ways are a waste of his time. He does not see himself higher than anyone else, though refuses to be seen as nothing. Because his personality is really a conflict in itself, I guess we should just divide it and explain from there.History: Something that he does not usually tell others is usually used to his advantage. Pyramid Head is physically unable to feel pain. Pyramid was born a technically deficient foal, though his inability to feel pain was seen as an impossible strength. But we're not starting at the beginning, are we? Pyramid was born to a lead stallion, Amadeus, and his harlot, Nightmares of Perfection. Nightmares was selected by Amadeus for her beauty, and in her he planted his first seed, the seed that would produce Pyramid. Pure black at birth, the foal grew up, immediately acknowledged as his heir, especially considering he was his first born. He was given all the privileges found in a secure herd that was not challenged often and never successfully. The harem was vast, and by the time that he was 3, Pyramid had started raping. His efforts were surprisingly successful for one so young, though this angered Amadeus. Amadeus had built the harem, and now his only favored son was stealing the benefits. In a fit of anger, Amadeus struck Pyramid for the first time, and it was finally discovered that he was physically unable to feel pain. Immediately the stallion's opinion changed, and he applauded his only son for starting so early. Pyramid had raped the mares after Amadeus had already gotten them pregnant, as it turned out, and so there was no foal. However, as he turned four and grew to his full height, Amadeus finally acknowledged the fact that Pyramid would possibly turn against him soon. Pyramid was cast out from the herd, and wandered toward the next-closest area: here.
VIOLENCE- He'd probably be a murderous son of a pregnant dog if he couldn't control himself, and I'm sure he'd even destroy those that he loved. Better hope you don't get him too pissed off, eh?
PATIENCE- He doesn't like acting, well, foalish. He likes mind games and strategies, and would probably be right up there to take a position as a general if you asked him. Although he doesn't like killing without reason, and does not think of himself better than anyone else, he does not want to be known as simply "Pyramid", and he believes that positions should be earned, and not given. And if so given, to be earned through blood so that you are worthy of it.
Species: Horse
Age: Six
Height: 16.0 hh
Sire: Amadeus
Dam: Nightmares of Perfection
Siblings: Something to Remember, Touch of Class, Final Destination, Raggedy Anne, Royal Duchess, Mystic Dream, Twilight Zone, Cameo, Blueprint, Show Me Chism & Red Oak
Breed: Friesian
Color: Black
Markings:
There are no real markings to mention, nor any scars. Pyramid is always very careful about that. He never lets himself become injured enough to be unable to prevent scarring, and because of this, he has few to no scars.Other:
Nope.OOC Name: Amanda
Magic Word: electric23
Role Play Sample:
It was quite a glorious day in taking a walk around the Hogwarts grounds. Since the seventh year was unable to fall back asleep and staying in your Common Room for hours waiting for people to wake up, was just too boring for Cerberus. He wasn't one to wear his robes at all anymore, he only wore them for classes and that was it. So he pulled on a bright blue shirt with a little drawing of a rather happy looking cloud and a sun behind it, on the bottom left hand side. And a pair of black tight jeans, followed with a white studded belt around his waist. Slipping on his red Converses. Grabbing his wand from sitting on his bed and stuffed it down into his back pocket before heading out of the Slytherin room.
After walking for a few minutes already around the grounds, he was getting even more bored than he had been in his common room. Cerberus shortly came across a Puffskein, that more than likely had gotten away from it's owner and wondered out towards the woods, a slight smirk crossed his features. Now he wasn't about to harm the little thing, too much. A great way to practice some spells that he'd be lagging in, of course only the simple spells, nothing beyond complicated. Pulling out his wand and pointed it down to the creature, before muttering; "Confundo." Poor little thing become more dimwitted than it already was.
Preforming a few more spells on the little pet, Cerberus finally gave a quick flick of his wrist to cast his last spell. "Duro!" He exclaimed, the adorable Puffskein turning into stone. Chuckling to himself before pushing his wand back into his back pocket and picked up his stone prize, maybe he'd reverse the charm and keep it as his own pet, but for now he'd leave it as stone. Starting back on his walk once more as he tossed the stone creature up in the air a few times, catching it each time, almost missing at times too.
Approaching the Whomping Willow, and stared at the plant thrashing about. He was quite tempted to take a trip down to Hogsmeade for the day, but with what? He had so little money right now anyways, so that idea seemed to have a dim light around it. Setting down his stone Puffskein onto the ground, letting his piercing blue eyes travel over to the tree in front of him. Why not try one more spell? One way that he felt like stopping the tree from moving around, hitting the knot on the Willow. It wasn't too hard to find a twig laying around on the ground, now all he had to do was aim it properly to hit it.
Removing the wand from his back pocket once more and flicked it in the direction of the small branch before murmuring, "Wingardium Leviosa." The twig flew into the air as he moved his wrist to direct it. The boy's good vision came in perfectly at that moment, spotting the knot and caused the stick to sail straight into it, causing a pause in the tree's tantrum. Slipping his wand back into his pocket before bending over to grab the stone creature that he previously set down, at last making his way towards the Willow.