Solanis
07-16-2018, 01:23 AM
beyond visions of wretched smiles and the dread that they've befriended
Boring, boring, boring.
Miin clicks her tongues against her teeth in distaste. The mare's reaction is not what our crumbled beauty wants, which is clear from the expression on her faces. She turns her crown about wildly to the side as the moon girl watches the cinematic on the card, which quickly slides its way back into the satchel. Bones crack against each other like demented wind chimes as it does so.
Again, the stupid girl responds with a muted answer. However, it is somewhat interesting that she makes no excuses for her shortcomings. She does not attempt to push the blame on her circumstances. She does not mention a failure of her parents to raise her properly. She claims no such favors, either mortal or mystical, and the crone looks back over her thin shoulder with narrowed eyes.
"You do not seem so weak, lovely," she coos, oddly soft but still just as unstable. "Weak ones - they lie and they cheat, steal others' power... they do not own their misfortunes or failures. Only whine or yell until someone rips out their gullet." A high, sharp laugh crackles from one of her maws suddenly, while the other remain silent.
Sighing, the aging unicorn looks out into the rainforest with distant eyes. "And they make the best toys."
And with that, she departs, her pace deliberate and slow, with no attempt to look back at the girl.
The birdbrained pegasus didn't make a suitable plaything, at least not for Miin's purposes.
Lucky for her.
""
Miin clicks her tongues against her teeth in distaste. The mare's reaction is not what our crumbled beauty wants, which is clear from the expression on her faces. She turns her crown about wildly to the side as the moon girl watches the cinematic on the card, which quickly slides its way back into the satchel. Bones crack against each other like demented wind chimes as it does so.
Again, the stupid girl responds with a muted answer. However, it is somewhat interesting that she makes no excuses for her shortcomings. She does not attempt to push the blame on her circumstances. She does not mention a failure of her parents to raise her properly. She claims no such favors, either mortal or mystical, and the crone looks back over her thin shoulder with narrowed eyes.
"You do not seem so weak, lovely," she coos, oddly soft but still just as unstable. "Weak ones - they lie and they cheat, steal others' power... they do not own their misfortunes or failures. Only whine or yell until someone rips out their gullet." A high, sharp laugh crackles from one of her maws suddenly, while the other remain silent.
Sighing, the aging unicorn looks out into the rainforest with distant eyes. "And they make the best toys."
And with that, she departs, her pace deliberate and slow, with no attempt to look back at the girl.
The birdbrained pegasus didn't make a suitable plaything, at least not for Miin's purposes.
Lucky for her.
""
miin
