Post by BAILEY on Feb 26, 2012 0:17:34 GMT -5
CALLISTO
"Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead."
"Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead."
NAME • Callisto
SPECIES • Equine
BREED • Lusitano x Spanish Mustang
AGE • 5
GENDER • Female
SEXUALITY • Straight. All the way.
PERSONALITY •Callisto is a.. character to say the least! She's sassy, sarcastic, and really has no sense of self preservation. If she's around, she's the star of the show, no exceptions. She thrives on power, and power alone. Calli is certainly a kick to be around. She has a unique confidence about herself and a sarcasm like none else. She can hold her own against the best, without even a second thought. She often doesn't think before she speaks, and can get herself into trouble-- however that's what she's notorious for. Getting into trouble, and getting out even quicker. One major factor about Calli, she's not exactly the lovey-dovey type. However, if you're someone she's happen to of fallen for, she'll have her eyes set on you and you only. She'll beg for your attention, flirt, tease, and even fight for your attention. Many find it hard to get angry with her though, simply because she's so hot and cold, and absolutely confusing to understand. However, the truth is. Calli doesn't have to be in love to fight for attention. Though she's not a jealous person, she tends to seek the hungry eyes of any male figure around her, and she's pretty good at it, too.
Calli can't be defined as any one thing, person, trait, or type. She's one way one moment and another the next, making it hard to describe her. Some call her bi-polar, but it's not diagnosed. And Calli certainly doesn't agree with those statements, the only two states of mind she has are sexy and sexier.
She's smart, lovable, sexy, and undeniably seductive. What more could you ask for? She's sharp, quick to retort, and doesn't stand for bullshit.
LIKES • Flirting. Tormenting. Darkness. Sharp objects.
DISLIKES • Innocence. Fear. Filth. Sunshine.
WEAKNESSES • Pssshhh, what weaknesses? Calli is Calli.. Well. If I have to.. 001. Looking Glass. 002. Extreme and total sexiness. 003. Strength. 004. Lack of self-preservation.
STRENGTHS • Confidence. Agility. Charisma.
FEARS • Not being important. [Thank you, Greygrey <3]
APPEARANCE •Callisto is the complete and utter essence of Spanish. Not to mention, only one word describes her accurately-- sexy. Her legs are lean and lithe, though short compared to others, they flow down into hardy fleshy colored hooves. Her shoulders are low and sloping, making her stride elastic and lofty and increasing her agility substantially. Her barrel is long and clean cut. If you look closely, you can count her ribs, making her appear slightly malnourished(which she just may be). Her haunches are fairly lean, pure muscle stretched over bone. Her neck is much like a cobra, coiled and ready to strike at any moment. Her head is noble with wide set eyes and small, pricked ears. As far as color goes, Calli is a unique, and incredibly rich blue roan. So rich, in fact she almost appears solid navy blue, with little to no white flecks mixed in. She bears knee/hock high stockings on all four legs, and a wide blaze from forehead to chin. Her back is sprinkled with white bird catcher spots and a dusting of black bender spots, a very unique and hereditary marking. Her mane is thick and rolling, black as the midnight moonless sky, and her tail is just as thick, starting wonderfully white at the base and fading from thunderstorm silvers to another pitch black.
PELT COLOR • Blue Roan
EYE COLOR • Brown
HEIGHT • 15.1hh
WEIGHT • 1050
BUILD • Light and pixie-like.
SCARS? • None permanent yet.
MARKINGS • Four stockings, blaze, birdcatcher and bender spots along back/rump.
HISTORY •Callisto was born into a herd alongside none other than the infamous Looking Glass. She grew up beside him, and as with all the other foals, she was playful, curious and always getting into trouble. This became a routine for the young filly. She was quite the trouble maker. She grew rebellious, and was quite popular throughout the herd, known well for her very frustrating actions. Only when Looking Glass was banished from the herd, along with several of the younger stallions in the group were she and what she called her best friend, at the time, separated. After losing Looking Glass, Callisto only grew worse. She fought, and glowered, and attacked, constantly causing problems and gaining enemies thanks to her tasteful personality, colorful vocabulary and dangerous ways. Finally, at four years old, Callisto was told to leave. She very willingly obliged, going on her way happily, sassily, and without a single care in her own little world. Little did she know who she would find again, completely different from when he left. But something makes me think Calli still like the brute.. liked him even more, for that matter.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE •[Look familiar? xD]
Callisto's stride slowed gradually as she carefully avoided the black walls surrounding her. Shoulders brushed clammy stone here, haunches faintly flickered past dripping rock there. Each touch sent a sensual shiver down her spine, like fingers seductively closing around her windpipe, sucking the air from her body. She grinned wickedly in the blackness, to herself and only herself. That was all she needed. Depending on others was a weakness. And being weak wasn't Calli's strong suit. Her hooves fell in a steady rhythm, sending out vibrations, echoing to lead LG to her. After all, she wasn't hiding from him. Simply, playing games.. Oh, yes. Callisto was very, very good at playing games. If she was wasn't modest, she'd call it her forte.. oh, wait.
Finally the pounding of his hooves thrummed deliciously in her pricked ears. The grin seeped back into place, the only flash of white in the pitch darkness which encased them both. "I’m sure letting such a chance escape my grasp would be enough to kill me, Love." She let out a chuckle at his words. "Oh, my sweet, I'm quite sure it would." She purred, hooves leaving very little evidence as to where exactly she stood around LG. She laughed again, the darkness and resounding walls playing exactly to her advantage.
"I think we have some discussing to do, Darling." Though the purr remained, the words faded into a hiss, surprisingly venomous for such a stunningly beautiful creature. She edged closer to his body heat, reaching out gingerly until she felt skin. She felt with an audacity, not caring what crevices she stumbled upon, freely searching his velvety skin until she found his flowing spine. Her maw opened and teeth bumped down the vertebrae until she had no more room at the base of his tail. With that she lengthened her Spanish stride into the opposite direction.
"I saw you tormenting that poor little thing." She let the words drop off in quiet suspense. She turned, and walked briskly back toward him, allowing the confusing rings of hoof beats to resonate around him. She strode past him letting her blue body slink against his. "The poor little, Kai." She spit the name out, as if disgusted by the taste. "My Love, we really do need to get to work on your taste. That stunningly illiterate foal." Callisto spun on her haunches, creating a unique succession of sound, and aimed blindly for where he had previously stood. Luckily, he still remained there, and she came face to face with him in the darkness.
Her voice was only but a whisper in the stillness which enveloped them. "You must agree," She almost demanded this, a grin on her lips as breath after breath heated LG's own muzzle. She took a step closer, letting her own maw slip up his intoxicating boa constrictor of a neck. "You must not waste your time on little accessories like her, Doll. You need the real deal.." She trailed off again, as she had so famously perfected. She let her muzzle fall to his withers, resting her head there and allowed her salt and pepper toned tail flick into her face, teasing, taunting. She twisted her neck, remaining with her hooves planted beside him, rump placed ever so enticingly near his face.
She awaited for silence to once again wrap around her. "Looking Glass, my love.." She smirked a sick little smile. "You need me." She laughed, so self-confident, and so terrible. With that said, the roan kicked into a canter, eyes searching blindly in the dark for a twisting passageway that would lead her further from him. Had to keep him on his toes after all, if he wanted anything out of this fifteen hand mare. She wasn't easy. Notoriously not, actually. But would she be Callisto is she was?
