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[sutekh]

Ｌａｍｅｎｔ, Ｈｅａｖｅｎ  ｉｓ  ｊｕｓｔ  ｏｕｔ  ｏｆ  ｍｙ  ｒｅａｃｈ．

Ｖｅｎｕｓ  Ｌｅａｆ

Ｖｅｎｕｓ  ｌｉｖｅｄ  ａｎ．．．  ｕｎｈａｐｐｙ  ｃｈｉｌｄｈｏｏｄ．  Ｓｈｅ  ｇｒｅｗ  ｕｐ  ｉｎ  ｖｅｒｙ  ｆａｎｃｙ  ｍａｎｏｒ，  ｂｕｔ，  ａｓ  ｆａｎｃｙ  ａｓ  ｈｅｒ  ｗａｙ  ｏｆ  ｌｉｆｅ  ｗａｓ，  ｓｈｅ  ｈａｄ  ｎｏ  ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ．  Ａｎｄ  ｔｏ  ａｄｄ  ｏｎ  ｔｏ  ｈｅｒ  ｌｏｎｅｌｉｎｅｓｓ，  ｈｅｒ  ｆａｔｈｅｒ  ｄｉｅｄ  ｗｈｅｎ  ｓｈｅ  ｗａｓ  ｏｎｌｙ  １２，  ａｎｄ  ｈｅｒ  Ｍｏｔｈｅｒ  ｍａｒｒｉｅｄ  ａｎ  ａｂｕｓｉｖｅ  ｐｏｎｙ  ｗｈｏ  ｔｏｏｋ  ａｌｌ  ｈｉｓ  ｒａｇｅ  ｏｕｔ  ｏｎ  Ｖｅｎｕｓ．    Ｓｈｅ  ｗａｓ  ａｂｕｓｅｄ  ａｎｄ  ｂｒｏｋｅｎｈｅａｒｔｅｄ，  ａｎｄ  ｏｎｌｙ  ｏｎｅ  ｏｆ  ｔｈｏｓｅ  ｃｏｕｌｄ  ｂｅ  ｈｅａｌｅｄ．  Ｆｉｎａｌｌｙ，  ｗｈｅｎ  ｓｈｅ  ｗａｓ  ｏｌｄ  ｅｎｏｕｇｈ  ｔｏ  ｇｅｔ  ａｗａｙ  ｆｒｏｍ  ｈｅｒ  ｃａｐｔｏｒｓ，  ｓｈｅ  ｒａｎ．  Ｒａｎ  ａｓ  ｆａｒ  ａｓ  Ｃａｎｔｅｒｌｏｔ．  Ｗｈｅｎ  ｓｈｅ  ｇｏｔ  ｔｈｅｒｅ，  ｓｈｅ  ｍｅｔ  ａ  ｓｔａｌｌｉｏｎ  ｗｈｏ  ｓｅｅｍｅｄ  ｌｉｋｅ  ａ  ｌｏｖｅｌｙ  ｐｏｎｙ．  Ｔｈｅｙ  ｓｔａｒｔｅｄ  ｄａｔｉｎｇ，  ａｎｄ  ｈｅ  ｓｅｅｍｅｄ  ｌｉｋｅ  ｔｈｅ  ｐｅｒｆｅｃｔ  ｄｒｅａｍ  ｓｔａｌｌｉｏｎ．  Ｂｕｔ，  ｏｎｅ  ｄａｙ，  ｔｈｅｙ  ｗｅｒｅ  ｏｎ  ａ  ｄａｔｅ，  ｗｈｅｎ  ｈｅ  ｕｓｅｄ  ｈｉｓ  ｍａｇｉｃ  ｔｏ  ｇｒａｂ  ａ  ｋｎｉｆｅ  ａｎｄ  ｔｈｒｅａｔｅｎｅｄ  ｔｏ  ｋｉｌｌ  ｈｅｒ．  Ｈｅ  ｗａｓ  ｑｕｉｃｋｌｙ  ｄｉｓｔｒａｃｔｅｄ  ｂｙ  ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ  ｗｈｅｎ  ｓｈｅ  ｒａｎ  ｏｕｔ，  ａｇａｉｎ，  ｔｅａｒｓ  ｓｔｒｅａｍｉｎｇ  ｄｏｗｎ  ｈｅｒ  ｆａｃｅ．  Ｓｈｅ  ｗａｓ  ａｌｏｎｅ  ｎｅａｒ  ａ  ｌａｋｅ  ｗｈｅｎ  ｓｈｅ  ｎｏｔｉｃｅｄ  ａ  ｆａｉｒｌｙ  ｓｍａｌｌ  ｐｌａｎｔ  ｗｈｉｓｐｅｒｉｎｇ  ｔｏ  ｈｅｒ．  Ｓｈｅ  ｐｉｃｋｅｄ  ｉｔ  ｕｐ，  ａｎｄ  ｉｔ  ｐｒｏｍｉｓｅｄ  ｈｅｒ  ｒｅｖｅｎｇｅ  ｏｎ  ｔｈｏｓｅ  ｗｈｏ  ｔｒｅａｔｅｄ  ｈｅｒ  ｃｒｕｅｌｌｙ．  Ｓｈｅ  ａｃｃｅｐｔｅｄ，  ａｎｄ  ｓｍａｌｌ  ｐｌａｎｔ  ｇｒｅｗ  ｉｎ  ｓｉｚｅ  ａｎｄ  ｃｏｎｎｅｃｔｅｄ  ｉｔｓｅｌｆ  ｔｏ  ｈｅｒ  ｂｏｄｙ，  ｎｅａｒ  ｔｈｅ  ｂａｓｅ  ｏｆ  ｈｅｒ  ｔａｉｌ．  Ａｓ  ａ  ｇｉｆｔ  ｉｎ  ｇｒａｔｉｔｕｄｅ，  ｔｈｅ  ｐｌａｎｔ  ｇａｖｅ  Ｖｅｎｕｓ  ａ  ｓｍａｌｌ  ｐｏｔ，  ｗｉｔｈ  ａ  ｆａｃｅ  ｏｎ  ｉｔ．  Ｈｅｒ  ｏｎｃｅ－ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ  ｗｉｎｇｓ  ｔｕｒｎｅｄ  ｉｎｔｏ  ｌｅａｖｅｓ，  ａｓ  ｄｉｄ  ｈｅｒ  ｔａｉｌ．

All credit for art goes to Dr. Sky



Ｓｈｏｕｌｄ  ｔｈｅ  ｗｉｌｌｏｗ  ｗｅｅｐ  ｉｎ  ｕｎｉｓｏｎ  ｗｉｔｈ  ｔｈｅ  ｒａｖｅｎ＇ｓ  ｃｒｙ？

[Leafe]

Username:
Leafe
Name:
Gift
History:
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Art:
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[rabbit...]

Username||

Hello, I'm rabbit448

Name||

Daphne, named after a beautifully, deadly flower.

History||

Daphne, a young dancer, talented, graceful, and caged. All she was was a mere puppet to ballet, it possess every moment of everyday, and she hated it with her every being. They told her how to look, how to behave, how to live.

Her mother was a dancer, that's why she started, yet her mother was exactly like her, talented, graceful, and caged. Her mother was forced to become a pawn in a game she never wanted to be a part of, being the puppet of the mare before her. She wanted to be a baker, but that wasn't good enough for her grandmare, that’s work for a commoner, she claimed. All the mares of her mother's side were like roses beautiful, but guarded by the thorns and other roses surrounding them. They were poised, elegant and refined, but they all had dreams when they were younger. Dreams that were crushed by the ballerina before her. They all became cold, vain and trapped, like a plant forced to wither away from neglect and lack of warmth.

Daphne was a good doll, never moving without a puppeteer. She was quiet, but she longed to be free and join the world without restraint. Like the ones before her, she was a perfect marionette, only do what she was commanded to do.

When she made a contract with the demon, all that was running through her head was that she was finally going to be free. Did she ever regret it? 'Never.' She would answer.
All the mare ever wanted was freedom, to do what she wanted without being told otherwise, instead she received power, choice and a friend. The marionette broke free of the puppet master's grasp, no longer the one being controlled.

Daphne was beautiful, wild and finally free.

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When Daphne stepped into the office of the new dance studio all she could smell were cleaning supplies and something of burnt coffee. All was silent except for her hoof steps and the soft tapping of the keyboard from behind the front desk. Her red tail swished from side to side as she strolled past the receptionist, who was intently stared at the computer screen.

The mare stepped into the elevator and patiently waited for her floor. She studied her reflection in the mirrors of the confining box. Her long, red mane was forced into a bun, she had no horn for magic and no wings she can use to fly free. The elevator dinged, signaling it was her floor and she stepped out.

Daphne took in her surroundings, the floor was like a labyrinth filled with rows or doors and an eerie silence.
"Was is left, left and a right or was it right, left and left" She muttered aloud.

Her mother told her the directions to the studio room earlier, but she didn't bother to remember.
She decided to go right into a long corridor. As she was walking she thought of hotel hallways, always the place for something scary to happen. A voice snapped her out of her thoughts.

"Hey! Daphne!" A voice stage whispered." Over here! The potted plant!"

She looked towards the ground and saw a pot with a face on it. Daphne did what any rational pony would do and shrieked. She quickly smothered it though, hearing the sound bounce off the walls. The pot struck up a deal, her freedom for hosting and caring for the demon. The plant offered her a deal, hosting the demon for her freedom. She readily accepted it, only caring about her freedom. The demon gave a Cheshire grin then seeped inside of her, taking root. She collapsed in pain, her done up hair fell out of place. Wings of leaves emerged from her back, her tail transformed from hair to leaves and a pitcher plant sprouted. Daphne panted heavily then slowly rose to her hooves. Adrenaline was surging through her veins, she felt stronger, more powerful, invincible even.

The newly powered mare stormed to the room, the few ponies in the room stopped their stretches and were gazing at her, some in awe, some in fright. She gracefully stepped into the room, every eye following her, she slowly made her way to the instructor. Her instructor, Madame Everdance was quaking in fear as her pupil paused her stroll, wondering what she has planned for her. Snapping noises were heard and vines shot out from behind Daphne, grabbing Madame's limbs. "Who is the puppet know?" Daphne asked, as a Cheshire grin found it's way onto her face.

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[wowzaitsme]

Username:
Narwhal Ninja
Name:
Ventile
History:
Ventlie grew up as a regular little pony.
When she was a teen pony, she became intrested in gardening. She grew everything with great speed, but one day a plant wouldnt grow. It was still a sapling, year after year. She
became frustrated and tried everything.
A plant wouldnt beat her. She asked the plant why he would'nt grow,
not expecting an answrr. He answered. She agreed to the deal,he grows,
and she grows. Together.
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She makes me think of Poison Ivy....

[1Alyssa_Forever1]

Username:
1Alyssa_Forever1
Name:
My name is Lily, like the flower. My demons name is poppy, another flower. I guess you could say we both like flowers a lot.
History:
I made a deal with Poppy a long ways back. My very first flower I grown wilted. That was when I went to seek for help. I wanted the power of life. To control plants, to help them. That was when Poppy showed up, I had made a deal with her, she would take shelter in my body as I would gain the powers to help the plants. Poppy seemed unhappy by short red hair and dark green tail. She changed them into beautiful long red hair and an amazing long plant tail. It was an incredible day. At first other pony's just made fun of me, laughing at my looks, but I shut them all out happy to be able to grow plants, never letting one wilt. It was an amazing gift, and Poppy was my best friend, and only friend. We always help each other out. Sometimes I even think she's more of an angel.
A god send indeed, we lived in the forest, that I created. Our talent was able to flourish no one could get in our way. We were powerful, but good. We had never used our power for bad, we would only use it for good. Sometimes Poppy would whisper devious orders in my ear but I never did them, I would just scold her for being so selfish. When you have a powerful gift like mine you have to use it for good. There was only once that I ever did harm somebody, but it was only once!
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