:My Twisted Thoughts:
:This raging satisfaction annoys me. I like these horses who hate my every inch without even knowing me. I was arrogant, sure, but I thought I would go with sissies. Never before have I felt really home:

:Stage Set:
:Pinnacles hover in submission, tendrils teasing them tantalingly, urging them to crash in reprimand, although super-computer holds them erect with all of it's limited power. Fathomless depths glide downward, studying the muscular physique of Styx while avoiding eye contact. No aggressive motion shown, although musculature tenses should the other find this submission the "wrong" thing:

:Hell’s Eruption:
:I am determined to pass this newbie test:

Cursed Erratic
Bound to none
Outcast of The Black Lands
Allied or befriended to none
Grudge against the world