Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2015 16:51:00 GMT -6
||| LADY |||
Credits to me, I arted this, donught steel. >W<
#Name; Lady
#Age Group ; Mare
#Orientation; Pansexual
#Gender ; Female
#Species; Changeling Queen
#Cutie Mark ; All of her custom disguises has a cutiemark that appears to be a blossoming rose with thorns.
#Occupation ; Scholar and Wanderer
#Powers and Abilities ; Lady posses the most basic abilities of a changeling, but also as well has a wide range of skills within Mind Magic, and has taught herself how to break barriers with her magic.
#Physique ; Lady appears more fragile physically than most changelings.
#Mane and fur color and style ; When in her changeling form, she has long black mane with no holes in them waving around her body and ending on her shoulders. Her legs have little holes in them, and her shell is a red color as well as her eyes. By other changelings, she is what they would call 'beautiful'. Her changeling form alluring, attracting and easily what it seems by her appearance- more deadly than what she seems.
Lady's most favorited disguise at first sight is an attractive pegasus from a far off land. It is easy to see by the way her wings are presented in the most of fashions, similar to Swans, that she was built for grace and not strength. Her body is lilithe, but it is easy to see that she by the way she sways that she was bred to run. Her fur a soft cream color, easily allowing her features to expose themselves. Her slender body easily gives off the tone of slight muscles. Her mane is styled neatly with various curls around her neck. It reaches up to her withers and often curls down in a controlled fashion. It is a light orange, with light brown highlights through her mane.
#Eye color ; Her eyes are a shining pale red color, which pops from her eye sight. Those who stare long enough can easily see that she has seen something larger than herself, or if she’s really bored. Her stare is easily the most luring part about her, calling lonely stallions to her like a siren song.
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#Personality ;
Lady is kind and gentle mare, no one truly knows that the daughter of the queen is also incredibly self-conscious and analytic. She doesn't judge other ponies by appearances, but rather by the actions taken by these ponies. Simply because she knows that their is more than meets the eye. She is interested in knowing ponies, conversing with them and getting to know what kind of people they are. She may look like reserved, but she will happily talk if someone comes up to her and speak with her. Be it a quirk or a quality, she is also a very honest mare, not shy to speak what goes through her mind.
All though, due to her being a changeling, she has not only a open heart but a forked tongue as well. She is a wonderful actress, and is able to speak in multiple languages and accents at a time. She only needs a few days with a person and she is able to mimic their public behavior down to the dot. She quick to calculate, and all of her actions seems rushed and highly illogical, but when placed into action; this changeling knows her stuff. Sassy, and slightly flirtatious, she loves playing games with people's emotions. Seeing how they tick. What makes them tick. It is all interesting to her. Especially the reserved folks...let's just say she believes the shy ones are the most tricky for her. She just loves a challenge.
Lady is a sly and observant. Lady is a changeling who uses her natural charisma to console other ponies in their time of need and to make them do what seems impossible. Intelligence far beyond her kind’s normal reasoning, she can understand behaviors quicker and is better at the initial ‘acting out the role’ rather than the illusion like most changelings. Which can cause her to stay in a certain role longer than most changelings and gain more love in general. All though, she does have her mannerisms at times where her noble minded self takes priority over acting out the role. If a pony was attentive enough to her behavior, this mannerisms are noticed in a heartbeat. Her tone almost always seems helpful and explanative, as she digests any information of a pony's responses quite diligently.
All though, she is a wonderful actress. She is often foiled by her known mannerisms of nobility and her primal needs to feed as well as find a hive and reproduce. She often finds herself to become motherly when she should be cold and heartless- sweet and calm when she’s supposed to be angry, loud and upbeat when she’s supposed to be shy. Basically, she breaks character easily, and this has been a problem of hers for awhile.
#History ;
Many legends foretold of how the changeling race was birthed; cursed unicorns, infected ponies, undead or being too old and mysterious of a race to truly know. All though, some where true. Some where not. This changeling's begins we're not humble, nor as forgiving as a changeling egg hatching in a hive. A changeling Queen as old as herself had much...much more gruesome beginnings.
A wasteland far from Equestria's known borders. The Times of Starswirl the Bearded. Their lived a humble bog, it used to be a graveyard to a tribal clan of unicorns. They would throw the bodies of their dead into the bog to be given back to the earth. The magic over the generations infested the bog, causing a large plant to become infested with corrupted, black magic.
She was born of obsession, obsession of a single changeling mare much older than her, the queens name lost with time. Who knew their kind must not end with her and her brother. No, not now. A new age had just began. Her egg was implanted by the queen before her. She grew within a Pegasus mare for a single year before it was laid once again and hatched.
This changeling had been special since she hatched, a princess! She was quickly taken to the hive mind to begin her training. Soon the nymph began to crawl, then walk, speak, then gallop. Her magic became more powerful by the day. At a young age, she showed exceptional skill in illusion, her disguises were often created. Most changelings in her hive would only disguised themselves based on memory of ponies that they saw. This assisted her in making meals easier to find.
She grew and grew. Soon this princess became curious of the world outside of her hive. Her studies to become a queen soon we're ending, and she all too well. Soon, the student would become the teacher. Once she became an adult, and old enough. She left her hive in the dead of the night without even a single goodbye or moment of closure. Her disappearance should be enough. It marked her true as a true, queen changeling.
This changeling Queen began to travel around, from the Saddle Arabia to Equestria. She saw the Crystal Empire disappear and return. She saw Nightmare moon's rise against Celestia. She walked far and beyond, you can say she walked around the world twice, thrice and everything would be different. She saw empires rise and fall, fell in love with nobles, princes, princesses, kings and queens. Every generation, she saw given birth and died. This queen never made friends, or had grown too attached to someone, she knew that they would meet death one day. All fell prey to her blood stained chitin.
Her wisdom and power grew with age. All though, there was one thing she hasn't had. A hive to call her own. She suddenly had realized, why was she spending her time feeding when she could have more changelings? More of her kind like she was bred to do? It was strange. Who WAS she? What was HER name?
"Why, you're such a wonderful lady."
'Lady'. A name so simple for her, yet held a distinct elegance. Fifty years ago, she started calling herself 'Lady'. Instead of 'Princess' or 'Queen'. Her hive was never spectacular with names. A few years later, she met a rather handsome drone by the name of Vel'Cona. Their dreams were simple, she wanted a hive, and he wanted to dominate Equestria. It was an even trade, don't you think?
All though, sadly they had made their hive at a near by bat pony colony. It was one of the most tragic of her mistakes. Various bat ponies had became missing, all of them were found in their homes to only suffer of nausea. It took them only a few years to notice that changelings were living right in their doorstep. The guard soon attacked the hive in full force. Aiming to get rid of the fledgling hive for good.
Many of her children were killed, it was a pure massacre. Many of her children were not old enough to defend themselves. It lead to them either being killed or run away. Lady tired her best to defend her children from the invaders with her mate, but sadly were not successful. Lady and Vel'cona managed to escape with scars and broken hearts. Vel'cona stayed for a week, and tired to convince the mourning queen as she molted to simply try again. Lady gave him a single threat. To leave and come back when she's ready.
Vel'cona left after he molted, and was not seen again. Lady over the decades began to remove her sense of loss. Soon enough, she felt ready enough to try again, and now wanders around Equestria to search for a good place to start her hive.
The Roleplayer's Corner
#Nickname ; Ren
#Age ; 18
#Gender/Preferred Pronouns ; She, Her, They, Them, Bear
#How did you find us? ; Surrender to the Fallout advertisement~
#Sample RP ;
Tick Tock. Tick tock.
A corpse rose from it's slumber, willing to rise up with the sun. A single mare, a predatory mare. The wolf among sheep had risen from her slumber. Her elegant wings gracefully opened up to stretch as she gazed upon her surroundings. A simple off white wall, littered with pictures of what was not her own. A single bed with burgundy sheets, two corpses laid in their before them. By appearance, it held no difference to a normal room of a pony.
All though, it had not belonged to the wolf.
She had jumped off the bed. She taken a look back to her prey, who was sleeping on the floor with a dazed- passed out look. It was easy to see that something had happened last night. It would be nothing but a blur- a dream to the sheep on the floor. The wolf had allowed herself to wonder into new territory, capturing the sheep in his own home and feed off of him while they played scramble. Which to the most elegant corpse was victorious of once again in a game of riddles and spellings.
Lady, easily being a mare of virtue and generosity looked through his drawers and safes. She had picked the house clean of anything that can be considered of bits- a simple means of survival. A simple currency to these 'ponies'. Which will get her through the week ahead of her.
Once she had picked the Manehattan apartment clean. She took a single schel on her side and opened the door. She soon closed it, and went towards the roof. She left the keys on the ground and began to fly away.
Other than that, it was another- simple, boring, Monday morning.
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