Name: Calistral's Artex/Calistral
Age: Greatly Unknown
Gender: Stallion (♂)
Breed: Greatly Unknown
Personality: Calistral's personality is very deformed and abrasive, with an unfinished quality to it. He is incredibly insular, so much so that he limits conversation to just exchanging names-even if you knew him very well, he would still perceive you as a threat, therefore appearing cold and unresponsive with harsh composure and an emotionless expression whilst taking part in interaction (if any at all.) Having been known for his extremely opaque personality, Calistral detached himself from family life and began setting his sights on a job that could perhaps work to his favour-one that didn't really need an introduction. It is suspected that Calistral is Schizophrenic, with multiple biological dysfunctions linked to his brain-which-in theory- may perhaps have contributed to his lack of ability to communicate normally. Nobody seems to understand the reason why this might have occurred, but the strongest possibility would be either from early childhood trauma, a genetic trait, or his susceptibility of being mentally insecure.
History: "Don't let him get away!" Calistral peered behind him as his pace of a frantic gallop increased-his muscles working overtime and his hooves pounding the ground hard as he propelled himself forwards, driving towards escape. He had been running for a long time and was unsure with how long he could keep going, IF he could keep going. 'I'm not going back there... I don't care if they torture the information out of me. I'm NEVER going back.' The incentive of determination and success played through the stallions' mind-almost like an alarm clock, ringing his mind senseless and driving him insane. Nothing seemed quite as daunting when an authority figure sends out a pupil on their first mission as an inexperienced youngster; he should've known better than to choose being an undercover criminal-corrupted, due to the Cloaked Figures' hideous methods. As most would interpret-Calistral was the 'student', and the 'authority figure' was the Cloaked Figure (Luficer).
Even though Calistral hated to think of it, Lucifer knew all the tricks in the book-from manipulation to convincing/bribing somebody to take action. Unfortunately for Calistral-he was unable to fight off the power of the 'Figure's magic. It was too strong and too powerful for him to refuse. If anything, it was almost as if Calistral was an inanimate object-something vulnerable-exposed to his wraith and choking control; something that was like a robot or a puppet which could be 'programmed' into carrying out various tasks-anything which held Lucifer's desire and attention.
"Before you go into the danger zone, make sure you grab those plans and those hostages. Do not disappoint me, Calistral-you are officially under examination, now go!" -Angry, almost, the perpetual voice thundered around in his head, wrecking everything in it's path-everything null and void. It was enough for him to scream. "Yes 'master'." Just as vacant as the darkness in space, Calistral answered almost robotically, in a monotone which suggested he was under the influence of a trance.
However, much to his surprise- the aggressive voice which could be heard provided him with a significant energy boost-almost as if it was an opportunity-his ticket of escape. It might be the stallions' only chance of a clean getaway, seeing as though a fugitive such as himself wouldn't stand a change against the High Court for Convicted Criminals. -Not only that, but he was a murderer-a serial killer. Threats to society such as himself were considered outlaws, and if you were caught inside the area where the crime was supposedly committed, then the soldiers responsible for maintaining order would perform a man hunt to find the criminal-something which was considered most dangerous. Also, along with a manhunt, exposed identity was another risk factor that Calistral had to contend with. Risk of identity exposure would jeopardise the whole operation and harm the Secret Herd and it's reputation which would put his life in danger, and that was something which he didn't need.
...
The soldiers behind were gaining on him, and Calistral knew that if they succeeded in catching him, he would be dragged back to Sudden Death's dungeons and chained up in preparation for torture until he shrivelled under the colossal impact of inflicted injury so severely that he would die a slow and painful death. That was Midnight Killers' favourite way of revenge-and, he was just as psychopathic as Calistral and Lucifer put together... He enjoyed witnessing death and blood-it was like watching an entertainment movie.
Midnight Killer... The very sound of that name made Calistral's hairs stand on end in disgust. His ears flattened sharply against his skull, face contorting and twisting into a sour and undeniably furious expression. 'That bastard caught me red handed and now I have to make up for Lucifer's stupid plan.'
It wasn't at all what he had expected, either. Lucifer had mentioned that he was going into a very risky environment-granted; but even to Calistral, a place such as what Killer considered 'home' was far from anything normal. Hostile was the only word for it; and the close to palatable stench of death lingered on his tongue and in his mouth-completely infecting them with foreign traces of which he was far from comfortable with.
W.I.P
Mood: Bitter, stand-offish, pessimistic
Current Living Status: Secret Herd territory
Other: (Like Apocalypse) Calistral's skin is made up of billions of tiny gems/stones that glitter when light hits it's surface, however, the white 'stripes' tend to portray a confusing and almost an illusion-like appearance as if the stripes are being duplicated. It is possible that the second set of dimmer stripes are the outline of his second body contained within his official body. Calistral is able to free this 'inner body' of himself and control it like a robot. In combat, he will use this as a way to manipulate his opponent into defeat.
Calistral has managed to establish a semi-decent relationship with Aventador as their different personalities seem to compliment each other. However, it is difficult for Calistral to grow any closer or to form a stronger bond with his 'friend' as his behaviour far outweighs the functioning of their relationship.
Age: Greatly Unknown
Gender: Stallion (♂)
Breed: Greatly Unknown
Personality: Calistral's personality is very deformed and abrasive, with an unfinished quality to it. He is incredibly insular, so much so that he limits conversation to just exchanging names-even if you knew him very well, he would still perceive you as a threat, therefore appearing cold and unresponsive with harsh composure and an emotionless expression whilst taking part in interaction (if any at all.) Having been known for his extremely opaque personality, Calistral detached himself from family life and began setting his sights on a job that could perhaps work to his favour-one that didn't really need an introduction. It is suspected that Calistral is Schizophrenic, with multiple biological dysfunctions linked to his brain-which-in theory- may perhaps have contributed to his lack of ability to communicate normally. Nobody seems to understand the reason why this might have occurred, but the strongest possibility would be either from early childhood trauma, a genetic trait, or his susceptibility of being mentally insecure.
History: "Don't let him get away!" Calistral peered behind him as his pace of a frantic gallop increased-his muscles working overtime and his hooves pounding the ground hard as he propelled himself forwards, driving towards escape. He had been running for a long time and was unsure with how long he could keep going, IF he could keep going. 'I'm not going back there... I don't care if they torture the information out of me. I'm NEVER going back.' The incentive of determination and success played through the stallions' mind-almost like an alarm clock, ringing his mind senseless and driving him insane. Nothing seemed quite as daunting when an authority figure sends out a pupil on their first mission as an inexperienced youngster; he should've known better than to choose being an undercover criminal-corrupted, due to the Cloaked Figures' hideous methods. As most would interpret-Calistral was the 'student', and the 'authority figure' was the Cloaked Figure (Luficer).
Even though Calistral hated to think of it, Lucifer knew all the tricks in the book-from manipulation to convincing/bribing somebody to take action. Unfortunately for Calistral-he was unable to fight off the power of the 'Figure's magic. It was too strong and too powerful for him to refuse. If anything, it was almost as if Calistral was an inanimate object-something vulnerable-exposed to his wraith and choking control; something that was like a robot or a puppet which could be 'programmed' into carrying out various tasks-anything which held Lucifer's desire and attention.
"Before you go into the danger zone, make sure you grab those plans and those hostages. Do not disappoint me, Calistral-you are officially under examination, now go!" -Angry, almost, the perpetual voice thundered around in his head, wrecking everything in it's path-everything null and void. It was enough for him to scream. "Yes 'master'." Just as vacant as the darkness in space, Calistral answered almost robotically, in a monotone which suggested he was under the influence of a trance.
However, much to his surprise- the aggressive voice which could be heard provided him with a significant energy boost-almost as if it was an opportunity-his ticket of escape. It might be the stallions' only chance of a clean getaway, seeing as though a fugitive such as himself wouldn't stand a change against the High Court for Convicted Criminals. -Not only that, but he was a murderer-a serial killer. Threats to society such as himself were considered outlaws, and if you were caught inside the area where the crime was supposedly committed, then the soldiers responsible for maintaining order would perform a man hunt to find the criminal-something which was considered most dangerous. Also, along with a manhunt, exposed identity was another risk factor that Calistral had to contend with. Risk of identity exposure would jeopardise the whole operation and harm the Secret Herd and it's reputation which would put his life in danger, and that was something which he didn't need.
...
The soldiers behind were gaining on him, and Calistral knew that if they succeeded in catching him, he would be dragged back to Sudden Death's dungeons and chained up in preparation for torture until he shrivelled under the colossal impact of inflicted injury so severely that he would die a slow and painful death. That was Midnight Killers' favourite way of revenge-and, he was just as psychopathic as Calistral and Lucifer put together... He enjoyed witnessing death and blood-it was like watching an entertainment movie.
Midnight Killer... The very sound of that name made Calistral's hairs stand on end in disgust. His ears flattened sharply against his skull, face contorting and twisting into a sour and undeniably furious expression. 'That bastard caught me red handed and now I have to make up for Lucifer's stupid plan.'
It wasn't at all what he had expected, either. Lucifer had mentioned that he was going into a very risky environment-granted; but even to Calistral, a place such as what Killer considered 'home' was far from anything normal. Hostile was the only word for it; and the close to palatable stench of death lingered on his tongue and in his mouth-completely infecting them with foreign traces of which he was far from comfortable with.
W.I.P
Mood: Bitter, stand-offish, pessimistic
Current Living Status: Secret Herd territory
Other: (Like Apocalypse) Calistral's skin is made up of billions of tiny gems/stones that glitter when light hits it's surface, however, the white 'stripes' tend to portray a confusing and almost an illusion-like appearance as if the stripes are being duplicated. It is possible that the second set of dimmer stripes are the outline of his second body contained within his official body. Calistral is able to free this 'inner body' of himself and control it like a robot. In combat, he will use this as a way to manipulate his opponent into defeat.
Calistral has managed to establish a semi-decent relationship with Aventador as their different personalities seem to compliment each other. However, it is difficult for Calistral to grow any closer or to form a stronger bond with his 'friend' as his behaviour far outweighs the functioning of their relationship.