Post by Dyzz on Apr 15, 2009 10:38:03 GMT -5
Welcome to Sobibor, Miss...
What is your name, Miss?
Since you ask, I might as well tell, I have been cursed Midnight Sonata.
How do you say that?
Of course you'll need help, It is pronounced mid-nahyt suh-nah-tuh.
Do you have a nickname?
But call me by my full name and you will suffer, I am Sonata, nothing more nothing less.
You are a femme, right?
I am the deadliest demoness you will ever meet.
What is your Breed?
I have the blood of a homocidal Eurasian Wolf.
How old are you dearie?
I have the expierence of a 11 year old and dont call me dearie, idiot.
Your, ah, nation please...
I belong to the nation of My own. I suppose Master fits best, so don't get on my bad side, pathedic foal.
How tall, exactly, are you?
I tower above my prey at a height of 32 inches.
Your eyes aren't really that color are they?
My Eyes are the color of a plague, with a hint of green, and hold the grim reaper's soul in them.
And your pelt color?
My pelt is the color of death that is the last thing my victims see.
And any markings upon you?
No flaws are embarked upon my black coloring just as no light decorates my black soul.
What about scars?
I have no scars.
I am not sure I want to know, but overall?
I am quick, lean, and light. but I am taller then most wolves. I was built large, but light to keep me quick, agile, but able to run along side Wiccan. I am the color of nightmares, with a personality to match. I am one to be feared with razor sharp talons, and canines long and slick, and dyed white by the blood of those who wish to defy. I am a strong she-wolf, but hold none of the compassion or care that most do. I am your worst nightmare.
Okay, let's make this quick so I can get out of here... Your personality?
You seriousily want to dig deeper into this tormoil? You want to know my personality? I am dark and dangerous with a temper that rivals the devil himself. I am cold and hard, and have no remorse for killing. I act and follow threw, and I am afraid of little. I laugh in the face of danger, and embrace death with open arms. I am more then capable to take out a horse, and am not afraid to face of with a stallion. I am cold, and have little warmth in my heart.
But just as Wiccan has a weakness, so do I... This weakness is a twin of hers, for Wiccan is my weakness. She is my only friend, and the only family I need. And together we create an unstoppable army. A dangerous mixture. Wolf and horse combined to create a truly frightening assasin team. And we are cruel and ruthless. And can not be stopped.
And, I am fearful to ask, your history?[/i]
You foolish, foolish creature! You ask for my history now?! Do you wish to read a horror story. Oh well, just hope you are prepared.
My story starts before I met Wiccan Rede. I was born into a small pack, along with two other litter mates. Not that I care much about my past. I was a two weeks when I started to develop a blood lust. I murdered my litter mates, so as too gain more of the blood rich meat delivered to me by my parents. I hated milk... But when they saw what I did, my parents sent me on my way. When I was a month, I met a black filly in the middle of a snow storm, I was almost as tall as she, and as we huddled together to keep each other alive, we managed to form a bond. A bond that would keep us both alive for what would be forever.
Now to hear the rest of my story, please look at Wiccan Rede's history. She explains it better then I...
That's it, I'm done. I'm not doing another interview. This freak was scary! AHHH!!! I DIDN't Mean to call you a---
Anyone else have an oponion about how I might be scary, or a freak. If you do, keep it to yourself, or you may end up like this stupid one. Oh... that tasted yummy. I might have to have another taste of this fool. Leave me in peace now.
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