He is a nimble faeling and his hot. He be lookin like all da other faelings except he is bigger than an Igasho yo. He be decked out in racer stripes and when he be flyin all da honies be lookin at him and be like "Yo man you is fly!" His wings be clear and as you look at dem yo eyes be widening and you be like "Damn dose wings is da shizzle bizzle" His big arms be big enough to crush big ass trees yo, and his eyes be darker than the darkest night, pulling at your soul and forcing you to submit to his hip-hop ways.

She is a bullish Taurean and her udder is round and perky! Her cowlips are lucious and pink, and her hooves are painted sexy black. Long sensual bright purple hair flows down from her perfect head. Her body is awesome and you can tell that she works hard to keep it that way, and her tail sprouts out from a perfect bum, and you know you want to have her because she is just oh so sexy. Come on, you know she is. She's sexy...Did I mention that she's sexy?

She is a winged Atavian and is tall and slender, and beautiful, to some. Her
long, smooth, red hair hangs gracefully down, resting gently above her buttocks,
spreading apart halfway down her back where her wings, white with a soft tint of
red, matching her hair, extend out from her back. A few unruly strands of her
hair lay on the soft pale skin of her face, often laying infront of her pale
blue eyes. Her face shows the slight scars from two long gashes along her face.
Starting at her right collar bone the words "*censor*" the phrase ending her
left collar bone, the letters mimicing a necklace ofsorts. She has full, firm
bosoms, with perky pink nipples on top, Each nipple has a tattoo around it of a
block letter "S" followed by "lut, spelling "slut" on each breast, as well as
the words "Zoo" and "Whore" which are both crossed out. To complete her
ensemble, her sweat from the hot, sultry sun nestles itself between her breasts,
making her cleavage literally twinkel under the right light. She bears the scar
of a deep axe wound on her stomach. Her small, round, firm buttocks, which bobs
back and forth seductavly as she walks The word "Rape" tattood on her left cheek
and "Me" on her right, begging for you to reach out and give it a squeeze. Her
*censor* is clean shaven save for a small heart of hair and just above her pussy is
tattooed an arrow pointing downward, along with the words "INSERT *censor* HERE".

If this was anymore emo I would be depressed by reading it.

He is an ordinary human and looks handsomely dangerous. A dark orange
four-winged Crow is seen on his forehead with 2 black dots as eyes. His long
black hair is streaked with dark yellow colouring and his eyes are dark yellow.
His has strong looking hands. His chest is well muscled and strong. His limbs
are well muscled and look limber. In the background of the painting is a dark
orange sun with circles of black expanding beneath a Crow flying. The
surrounding area in the background is a textured green leading into dark green
diagonally as if shining from somewhere not seen on the picture. He wears a ring
with an circle of amber with an onyx Crow in the centre. He is wearing a pair of
black socks, a dashing black silver-plumed hat, a long dark coat, a
spider-shaped platinum ring, a twisting ring of amethyst, a flame shaped ring of
fire opal, a twisting ring of amethyst, and a cloak of crow feathers.

He is an overwrought male human and listens to way too much Hawthorne Heights. His hair is as black as the blackest midnight, only blacker, the black of a tortured angel's soul after being seared in the pits of hell and then dipped in a tub of dark matter. Were you to liquify Edgar Allan Poe via lasers and coat your hair with the ensuing slop it would be slightly less black than this. His skin, in contrast, is pale and pallid, as pale as a vampire, which he is. His bloodless face is obscured by his black, black, black hair, which has been fashioned in such a way as to obscure half of his features, though what remains is exceedingly pale. Hrrm. Is that eyeshadow? His arms and legs are skinny, I daresay 'starved', or even 'emaciated', his three-hundred dollar 'ripped jeans' budget leaving little room for such mortal trivialities as eating. There are several wounds marring his arms, some fresh, though for some reason they have been inflicted upon the upper sides of his wrists. Retard. He is wearing a pair of skintight girl pants, a black t-shirt featuring a few carbon-copies of himself holding guitars, a pair of converse sneakers, and a necklace bearing an ankh. He walks with the truefavour of Anne Rice.

OK THIS ONE HAS SOME REALLY NASTY SEXUALLY EXPLICIT THINGS. SO IF YOU ARE EASILY OFFENDED WHY ARE YOU ON THESE FORUMS TO BEGIN WITH. This is a descript from a girl from achaea, its so bad i felt the need to share it with everyone.