[hiraeth + hound]

Demonizaed/Satanic Tolter for my 666th Oekaki drawing! ♥

Ends on 6/30/15
Impress me contest :>

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Eye Color: White/Grey

Because of this Tolter's bad reputation and personality, it will be gelded after 3 foals!

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[tynahi]

Username: Tynahi
Name: The Thorn Remains "Rose"
Gender: Mare
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WIP

[vincent,]

Username: never.
Name: Hell Above // Mors
Gender: stallion
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[defiance.]

Username: Risk.
Name: The Breadth of Damnation // Mercury
Gender: Stallion
Personality: wipp
Halter Color: something like this <3

wipp

[guilttripping]

All these demons, they keep me up all night.
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Username: OvercastKid
Show Name:
Twilight Prince Of Darkness
Barn Name:
Pestilence
Gender:
Agender
He/His though.
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Based on the gif to the left.

Poem:
Death, inevitable end
the king of hell does weep
His tainted soul will send
Many to endless keep.

He has his own
They made him like this
His call destroys the monotone
The screech disperses into a hiss

They have driven him to insanity
there is no going back
TheDevil admires himself with vanity
Feelings does he lack

It's been a while
since he had inhabited a soul
He's going to end this world in style
The earth banished him, now it has a toll.

Hell is empty.
The demons are already here.

Personality:

Insane. Evil. Cruel. Aggressive.

Pestilence has a disease. It has rotted his brain. He is merely a husk of
what he used to be. One fateful day, his demons purged him and he
hasn't been the same. He has to be contained in a dark box with zero
sunlight 24/7. It keeps him quiet and calm. Darkness is his drug.
Before we realised what had happened he killed the barn cats in cold
blood and attempted to taint the feeds with poisonous mushrooms.
He now paces around his box, mindlessly. Occasionally, a war cry will
pierce the air. He mutters to himself about inevitable death and will
zone out. Pestilence cannot under any circumstances be handles by
anyone at all. They will be killed before they can even open the bolt...
and consumed.
No, we don't speak of what happened that night. Not anymore.

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They must know..

No, he won't be re-homed if they find out the truth!

And what if it happens... again.

You turn to the direction of the hushed whisperers. What possibly are they talking about? Pestilence is just a bad tempered horse... nothing more?

Or is he?

I suppose we have to tell...

You were sick of all the stable hands telling you to stay away from Stable 13. What could possibly be so bad. It was boarded up and kept dark, you know there is a horse in there because you can hear it's heavy snorting and breathing as you pass. You deem this cruel. Merely a week ago you started working for the Twilight Circus, a massive multi-branch equestrian centre, you worked in the Icelandic Tolter branch, the biggest branch of them all. Your favourite was by far Eve, she was really sweet and friendly. The stable hands were nice but if you brought up Stable 13, the atmosphere would go icy and someone would tell you something alone the lines of,
"We don't talk about Stable 13." Abruptly ending the conversation. At night you have seen someone draped in back throw something over the stable wall multiple times, then they would disappear. You were very confused but nobody would tell you the truth about it. One particular time, you saw molten balls of hatred that sucked all the happiness out of you before you were tackled to the ground by a senior Stablehand who scolded you. I was too scared to ask the owner, he seemed very absorbed with the taming of his new wild horse, Storm, you believe it is called. Negativity radiated about Stable 13, you did some research about lore in this part of the city. You found nothing. At all. You shake you head, what can be so bad in there.
'Tomorrow, i will find out' you think to yourself a smile returning to you face.
The next day you head down to the yard, do all of your jobs and when lunch break comes around, you tell the others you've gone to finish something off, little did they know you were headed to Stable 13. You close your eyes and exhale as you touch the door. You re-open you eyes and slide it back. Darkness. Then before you know it, Molten eyes were burning into you as something launched. The last thing you saw as the massive maw closed around your face was sharp teeth and every last thing that resided in the dark part of your mind.

Nobody knows where you went. Forensics have closed the investigation, your case has gone cold. Nobody knows what happened on that fateful afternoon, except you and Pestilence. The stablehands knew though.

[>> Leafstorm515]

"Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire..."

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>>Leafstorm515
Name:
The Deceiver's Ring of Fire
"Johnny Cash" or "Cash"
Gender:
Stallion
Personality:
While most see the outside and instantly think demonic or evil, Cash is a more layered
creature. He comes off as simply playful, wanting attention and seeking to get it in a light
manor that is almost endearing. He wasn't always this way in his mind, this object of mortal fear.
The more he gets to know another horse or human, however, he impulsively begins to get inside their
heads. He has a stone-cold gaze, level and unblinking. He almost appears to be seeing through you,
deep inside of you. In the past, he switched hands many times because of the eerie feeling people
got around him. Horses spooked, and weird things happened where ever he was placed. Cash manipulates.
He doesn't seek to injure at first, but seems to have a way of swaying others into actions, mindsets, or feelings
that aren't really theirs. He has a maddening way of putting things, he always seems to be present at the
weakest moments of another, whispering sweet nothings of the relief he can bring, if only they will let him.
Cash also moves like a shadow, disliking the light and opting to move at night more so than in the day.
Cash remains calm at all times, he has the meticulous ability of patience with his victim. He doesn't
need gratification right away, and is willing to lay in wait, watching them set their own trap. However,
if he is confronted or met aggressively, Cash turns into a whirring storm of fury. His eyes
take on a glittering fiery look, nostrils flare, and anything within kicking or biting distance gets shredded.

However, Cash does have a few good traits. He is fiercely loyal to those he deems worthy of his care, and
will protect them with his life. He does have a soft spot for younger horses, although weather this is out of
desire to corrupt them early when they are impressionable or to actually be with them is unknown. He is also
greatly charming with the ladies, dark and mysterious. He could sweet talk his way into anyone's life, although
he does not waste his greatness anywhere. He does enjoy toying with ditzy mares, and leading them on. To him,
love doesn't exist, it is simply another game to play.
A game that like all, he must win.
Halter Color: A off white with crimson/deep red tips, and gold buckles.


WIP

[gremlin]

Username: lucifer
Name: all the things we hate (six)
Gender: Stallion
Personality: "your insane to try and save him, why, he's already gone, some say he's consumed by his own madness, others don't say anything, they think he'll get 'em in their dreams." Six is insane, he has what the human's call schizophrenia, we horses call it possetion, Six's eyes turn white, or all black when he's mad, he nearly killed his own mate, and his foal in a blind rage. HE sees things, demons dancing, fires burning. HE used to be a good horse, who battled his demons, but then he snapped, and this happened. They tried to put him down, but he resisted the drug, he will not die, all day he is quiet, but at night he screams, he kicks and he has to be chained down so he doesn't kill anyone, but once he broke out of his chains, nearly murdered his owners, they sold him to someone else. now he is here to haunt us, to try an kill us, and once he wakes up from his madness, he will see just what he's done...
Halter Color: black

[SilverBell90]

Username: SilverBell90
Name: Heavens Little Devil 'Damien'
Gender: Stallion
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[xXIgnisXx]

Username:xXErraticXx
Name:Devil's Night//Diablo
Gender:Stallion(Gelding after 3 foals)
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Halter Color:Black

wip

[~M a y a~]

Username; ~M a y a~
Name; Prince of Demons // Beelzebub
Gender; Stallion
Personality; Beelzebub is a very energetic stallion. He is fidgety and can be difficult to ride. He is very nippy and is prone to kicking other horses. Beelzebub is know for escaping the gate or stall and running wild, knocking things over and crushing plants in his path. He has to have a special lock on his stall and on the gate of his paddock to keep him from escaping. Beelzebub is kept alone in his paddock to prevent him from injuring any other horses. When being ridden, Beelzebub may buck and/or rear when he doesn't want to do what he is told to. He will also just stop and refuse to move.
Halter Color; Fire Design with silver buckles