Post by calypso on Dec 12, 2008 0:08:17 GMT -5
Say it like you mean it:
Calypso
A lady never tells:
850
Got one or not?:
Lady
Breed:
Spanish Mustang x Drum Horse
Species:
Thestral
Fly them colors:
Chestnut Pinto
Go ahead, measure me:
20 hh
Personality:
A prankster. A joker. Whatever you would like to call someone who finds great pleasure in toying with others. That would be me. Calypso. I'll giggle while you goggle, cackle while you cry and do it 'til you die. Yes, I made that up just now. What else can I say about little ol' me...I think it's highly entertaining when others lose their tempers. It's highly entertaining when they can't seem to control their emotions. What heathen trash can't keep their tongues in their mouthes long enough to dream up something intelligable? Silly kittens. I think individuals are idiots. I think a great many people are fools. Unworthy of taking up space. Unworthy of my time. Oh yeah...and my patience, once it begins to dwindle...just goes.
Appearance:
Well, let's review pumpkin. I told you I'm tall, spotted and I've got wings too. What more do you want to know about me? Whether I'm a twig or a valuptuous tramp? Whether I have a cloven hoof? What color my eyes are? To be perfectly honest; I'm curvy, my hooves are normal and my eyes are hazel. Beat that, homes. Ya done quizzing me?!
*History:
You think I intend to stand here and tell you my life story? Who are you?! Oprah?! I think not. There's a beginning a middle and and end. Crap that shouldn't have happened did and here I am. It wasn't the love story. It wasn't a fairy tale. Let me tell you something. It never is. Never will be. This is the world we live in, now survive. You might as well giggle along the way right? Who cares if it's at others' expenses? Who cares?! Certainly not me. If you can't take a joke then up yours...see that was easy? Oh...you want more don't you. Fine. Be difficult. Jerk. Mommy and Daddy pony taught me that fighting is how we stay...oh what's the word...alive...YEAH that's it. Alive. And I'm an only child. So I'm a little spoiled. And I'm social.
If there's no one around then I have to entertain myself. Ugh. Bore. In any case my history is not too hard to figure out. I just won't sit here and dictate every detail of my afore mentioned miserable existance. It will get better from here on and if it doesn't...well I'll handle it then.
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Calypso
A lady never tells:
850
Got one or not?:
Lady
Breed:
Spanish Mustang x Drum Horse
Species:
Thestral
Fly them colors:
Chestnut Pinto
Go ahead, measure me:
20 hh
Personality:
A prankster. A joker. Whatever you would like to call someone who finds great pleasure in toying with others. That would be me. Calypso. I'll giggle while you goggle, cackle while you cry and do it 'til you die. Yes, I made that up just now. What else can I say about little ol' me...I think it's highly entertaining when others lose their tempers. It's highly entertaining when they can't seem to control their emotions. What heathen trash can't keep their tongues in their mouthes long enough to dream up something intelligable? Silly kittens. I think individuals are idiots. I think a great many people are fools. Unworthy of taking up space. Unworthy of my time. Oh yeah...and my patience, once it begins to dwindle...just goes.
Appearance:
Well, let's review pumpkin. I told you I'm tall, spotted and I've got wings too. What more do you want to know about me? Whether I'm a twig or a valuptuous tramp? Whether I have a cloven hoof? What color my eyes are? To be perfectly honest; I'm curvy, my hooves are normal and my eyes are hazel. Beat that, homes. Ya done quizzing me?!
*History:
You think I intend to stand here and tell you my life story? Who are you?! Oprah?! I think not. There's a beginning a middle and and end. Crap that shouldn't have happened did and here I am. It wasn't the love story. It wasn't a fairy tale. Let me tell you something. It never is. Never will be. This is the world we live in, now survive. You might as well giggle along the way right? Who cares if it's at others' expenses? Who cares?! Certainly not me. If you can't take a joke then up yours...see that was easy? Oh...you want more don't you. Fine. Be difficult. Jerk. Mommy and Daddy pony taught me that fighting is how we stay...oh what's the word...alive...YEAH that's it. Alive. And I'm an only child. So I'm a little spoiled. And I'm social.
If there's no one around then I have to entertain myself. Ugh. Bore. In any case my history is not too hard to figure out. I just won't sit here and dictate every detail of my afore mentioned miserable existance. It will get better from here on and if it doesn't...well I'll handle it then.
Secret Word: admin edit
