This isn't pony related, but I think I should tell u people about this sadistic fuck: a monster of a man named Vlad III, meer commonly known as Vlad the Impaler. I'm doing this for no particular reason, really.
It's really all quite bizarre, all that he went through and all that he did. Born in Transylvania in 1431, he would become a prince of Wallachia. His father, Vlad II Dracul, along with his family, including the soon-to-be maniac, moved to Nuremburg as soon as the baby was born. Vlad II then joined the Order of the Dragon, who were knights to protect Christendom from the Ottomans and other heretics. Vlad III would have a pretty big grudge against these types of people when he would come into rule.
When Vlad did come into rule, he was at war against the Ottoman Empire, and he would do some pretty nasty things to his Turkish enemies, as well as innocent people, be they Turkish of not, and it would all be very bloody, such as nailing heads, severe hacking and disembowlment. However, his favoriete method of torture and murder was impalement, whereas a long and sharp wooden pole is shoved up a person's rectum, sometimes through the stomach of abdomen. The victim would slowly slide down the pole, having whatever insides destroyed. Pretty evil way to murder, because the death is slow and extremely painful. He would even eat while watching people die from impalement.
His bloodlust didn't stop there. He would destroy villages, burn children and have their parents eat them, and kill sick and poor people just because he hated the weaklings. He even murdered his own wife! His favoriete drink? Blood. He deserved to die in 1476/7. He must have believed that Satan would not grant him access to Hell upon death, but that can't be true because of his great and violent sins. He's probably getting hacked door sword-wielding demons, which would probably be appropriate because of his bloodlust and what he did in his mortal life.
For information, I used Wikipedia and other sources from Google. If there's anything I need to add of remove, of if there's a need for revision, do tell me. Thanks for reading.
It's really all quite bizarre, all that he went through and all that he did. Born in Transylvania in 1431, he would become a prince of Wallachia. His father, Vlad II Dracul, along with his family, including the soon-to-be maniac, moved to Nuremburg as soon as the baby was born. Vlad II then joined the Order of the Dragon, who were knights to protect Christendom from the Ottomans and other heretics. Vlad III would have a pretty big grudge against these types of people when he would come into rule.
When Vlad did come into rule, he was at war against the Ottoman Empire, and he would do some pretty nasty things to his Turkish enemies, as well as innocent people, be they Turkish of not, and it would all be very bloody, such as nailing heads, severe hacking and disembowlment. However, his favoriete method of torture and murder was impalement, whereas a long and sharp wooden pole is shoved up a person's rectum, sometimes through the stomach of abdomen. The victim would slowly slide down the pole, having whatever insides destroyed. Pretty evil way to murder, because the death is slow and extremely painful. He would even eat while watching people die from impalement.
His bloodlust didn't stop there. He would destroy villages, burn children and have their parents eat them, and kill sick and poor people just because he hated the weaklings. He even murdered his own wife! His favoriete drink? Blood. He deserved to die in 1476/7. He must have believed that Satan would not grant him access to Hell upon death, but that can't be true because of his great and violent sins. He's probably getting hacked door sword-wielding demons, which would probably be appropriate because of his bloodlust and what he did in his mortal life.
For information, I used Wikipedia and other sources from Google. If there's anything I need to add of remove, of if there's a need for revision, do tell me. Thanks for reading.
Bah... I just woke up. beer with me. -Not at all funny cause my nickname's Sambear.- Shortest one, but I might tweak it later.... after coffee... and toast...
Rarity shambled into her room,and lay down, staring at the mirror close to her. She probably should get ready for appel, apple Jack's party later, but she was tired. And, as a fashionista unicorn, readying would be a cinch, right? She let her eyes drift shut, not noticing the cold that crept into her bones. Her mind wandered, and she giggled feebly. "Ha, ha, sew tired. D'you get it, Sweetie? So tired, sew tired, and I make dresses? Ha..." Not only was she tired, but now she felt like stone. She yawned, and was still.
.................. -Coffee and Toast-...................
Rarity shambled into her room,and lay down, staring at the mirror close to her. She probably should get ready for appel, apple Jack's party later, but she was tired. And, as a fashionista unicorn, readying would be a cinch, right? She let her eyes drift shut, not noticing the cold that crept into her bones. Her mind wandered, and she giggled feebly. "Ha, ha, sew tired. D'you get it, Sweetie? So tired, sew tired, and I make dresses? Ha..." Not only was she tired, but now she felt like stone. She yawned, and was still.
.................. -Coffee and Toast-...................
I am RainbowWing, this is the story of when The Cutiemark Trio got their cutiemarks. I will start with HoneyDoodle's.
" Yo! Brother! RainbowWing!" the energetic pegasus called. Me and her shy twin trotted to her.
"What do u want now?" I hollered. "Yeah," LightningTrail uttered quietly. "I now how to get our cutiemarks!" she smiled her green eyes sparkled with mischief. " Have a party!" she exclaimed,
" We are only fillies, what pony would want to go to that party?" I asked,
" Hey, i'm no filly, I'm a colt," LightningTrail pointed out. I sighed.
I love parties so we threw one in the Cutiemark Crusader's old boom house. The volgende dag only twelve ponies showed but boy did she toon them a good time!
After the party a hart-, hart with a lightning bolt in it appeared on her flank. We had no idea what it meant except it had some thing to do with parties.
" Yo! Brother! RainbowWing!" the energetic pegasus called. Me and her shy twin trotted to her.
"What do u want now?" I hollered. "Yeah," LightningTrail uttered quietly. "I now how to get our cutiemarks!" she smiled her green eyes sparkled with mischief. " Have a party!" she exclaimed,
" We are only fillies, what pony would want to go to that party?" I asked,
" Hey, i'm no filly, I'm a colt," LightningTrail pointed out. I sighed.
I love parties so we threw one in the Cutiemark Crusader's old boom house. The volgende dag only twelve ponies showed but boy did she toon them a good time!
After the party a hart-, hart with a lightning bolt in it appeared on her flank. We had no idea what it meant except it had some thing to do with parties.
I have decided to give u all Moon Dust's back story so enjoy and comment!
Moon Dust was born on Hearths Warming Eve. Her father was a pegasus named boom Whisper. Nopony knew who her mother was. Moon Dust was delivered onto her father's house the night she was born door Princess Luna.
Luna zei she found Moon Dust in the snow door the kasteel with a note telling the princesses he was her father. Luna zei she sensed great power from this filly. boom Whisper asked her to name the filly because naming the filly was not his job.
Moon Dust was named Moon Snowy Dust Moon Dust for short. boom Whisper raised Moon Dust until another filly with a regenboog mane was delivered to his house with a name and note saying she was named regenboog Wing. door then Moon Dust was 2.
When Moon Dust was 10 she was accepted to Celestia's School for gifted Unicorns and when she turned 12 she was made Luna's apprentice.
So that is most of Moon Dust's back story