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7. You may draw your memento however you must still respond to the prompt.
8. You can write the prompt in story or rp form if you want or even an extremely epic poem like Iliad.

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My Corrupted Prince
Username: [+Katch+]
Name of Prince: Francoeur Garnet
What memento/mementos does he have from princess/es: a small crown set with stained pearls, A fine but frayed black silk cape and a small heartshaped locket on a bracelet.

Your Prompt: It was true, Francoeur had never sought a bride, he was still young, why should he? But the truth was hard to swallow, his father the King had long since vanished, apparently killed by a warring kingdom, and still! out of the corner of his eye, Francoeur could see that his subjects looked to him adoringly...But he did not want their "happily Ever After." He clopped down the hallway to his bedroom, his hooves making a hollow click upon the dark marble floor...He reached his room and with no hesitation walked THROUGH one of the walls! It was a simple turning wall, made to conceal his favorite hang out, A dungeon of sorts, away from the prying eyes of his kingdom...He decended into the dark, a wild look in his eyes, his lips curling over large fangs. For you see, he was a selfish prince and though he hid it well, was as dangerous as a camouflaged rattler. For he possessed a lust that was uncommon, even in a young stallion like him. And that was the problem you see, he did not wish for a mare in the conventional manner...not ALIVE anyway.

He had gone on a "journey" recently, a show for the general populous, in their eyes he left seeking a queen, in his heart, he left seeking victims. His weakness was blood, he would never get over the beauty of the color of it, fresh from a vein. He did his utmost to keep from shivering under the scruitiny of his underlings. He had met a princess through connections to the neighboring kingdom, a small, delicate mare with a creamy coat and big trusting blue eyes. Her name was Pearl, and her favorite color was pink. She sported a small crown, fitted to go around her dainty ears and set with three perfect pink pearls. She had been easy enough too fool, her pulse jumped like a trapped thing in her throat at any simple charm he bestowed on her... she hadn't lasted much longer. He told his subjects that the princess did not like him and had decided to move on. Without questioning, they moved on to the next kingdom.

This one was not as easy, she was a challenge, and Francoeur was fond of "Live ones." His heart felt as if it were wrapped in warm shadow, the soft prickling of excitement. She was a stark contrast to his first Princess, dark of hair and coat, with a equally dark gleam of intelligence in her eyes. Her name was Evonika and the only thing she carried that was unique was a small bracelet about one of her ankles with a heart locket on it. She was being offered to the dark prince against her will, she already had someone she loved, but royalty was not allowed to be with peasants...
He had done away with her almost sadly, she was smart enough to have quickly understood that he wasn't interested in her the way that any normal suitor should have been. She had fought and even bloodied him a little. He had torn out her throat. Two kingdoms both cried out for vengance for their missing princesses, soon putting the two and two together. Wherever the dark prince went in search for a bride, he left bodies in his wake.

Back in his dungeon, crowds outside the castle walls stomped their hooves and cried brokenly for vengance, but he could not hear them in his dark place, within the stone of these walls he was safe, safe with his shelf of trophies, keepsakes from different places, all with grisly stories. He would escape secretly in the night and let the vultures pick upon the kingdom he was supposed to protect.

His eyes gleamed in the dim light that came from a candle on a long empty table, he hummed low in his throat, the deep tone resonating eerily through the small space. His eyes roving over his hoard, he turned his head slightly to look upon the last piece on his trophy shelf, starkly different than the others, it was a bleached Soquili skull with a long crack going down the center, The page from a book stuffed inside the empty screaming mouth.

"When you look long into an abyss, the abyss looks into you." Isn't that right, father? hahaHAHAHA~

(The quote at the end is credited to Friedrich Nietzsche, which belongs to the lone page stuffed in the mouth of that skull! haha
If this is not allowed please just tell me ^^ thankyou)

My Corrupted Prince
Username: Ramenli
Name of Prince: Akakios (Innocent, not evil)
What memento/mementos does he have from princess/es: Gray metal leg-guards. They appear to be more like jewelry with clever bat motifs, and look fragile despite their functionality.

Your Prompt: The evening she came to the castle it was like the world finally made sense. She stepped into the courtyard daintily, every movement, pose, and gesture giving off an air of grace, the type of simple elegance that was usually only found in exceptionally talented dancers. She was adorned with elaborate clothing in unusually dark shades and jewelry, made of a strange dark gray metal, darker than traditional silver. The outfit had one common theme, bats worked cleverly into the natural flow of the pieces. Akakios watched her waiting for him for several long moments before approaching her. "What brings you to my castle m'lady?" He asked respectfully.

She gave him a small smile, not actually showing her teeth. "Please, call me Lilith. I met one of your man-servants, and he requested that I present myself to you Prince Akakios." She dipped her head slightly in acknowledgement of his rank.

"It is a pleasure to meet you I am sure," he said, his face and tone making it obvious that he was quite enamored with her. "Please, stay here and rest. My servants will take care of you, and we can dine this evening."


Several days passed in which Akakios seemed to be in a happy daze. Lilith had a health condition and was allergic to the sunlight, and he found himself staying up late to watch the stars with her, and sleeping in later, adjusting to her schedule willingly. It was not until the second servant disappeared that his steward sought him out, but it was with the third disappearance that whispers began, and rumors flowed that the princess was cursed. After a day of this Akakios knew that he could no longer simply ignore the issue, and decided to question the mare.

The moon was but a pale sliver as they gazed up at it, their usual comfortable conversation marred by the nervousness he felt. "I loathe to bring this up my dear Lilith, but the servants have been talking, and I need to put their minds at rest. Do you have any information about the servants that have disappeared?"

Turning to face him she gave him a look of pure shock and innocence. "Oh Akakios! Surely you know I could have nothing to do with that matter."

He nodded, "that was my belief, I just had to be sure."


The next day a fourth servant vanished, and Akakios was forced into action. The guard was doubled, and he began making rounds himself, skulking through passages that only the royal family knew. However, it was not until two days later that he heard the pleas of the newest victim. He galloped toward the noise, but when he arrived it was only to find his steward, laying in a pool of his own blood. The trusted servant raised his head a fraction to look at his prince. "She...is a...demon..." he choked out before losing consciousness. And then the screams began.

Eyes wide he charged down the passage, scraping his flanks as he burst into the courtyard, and onto a scene of carnage. Lilith was there, and already several bodies were on the ground, and several more had wounds. She turned in tight little circles, somehow everywhere at once, fighting what should have been an impossible fight...and winning. With a neigh of defiance he ran towards her, hooves pounding the ground and watching in slow motion as she disabled yet another one of his servants. He engaged her, rearing up to slash at her with his hooves, but as he landed she snaked her head forward and bit his neck deeply, twin fangs entering his neck and causing him to let out a yell of pain. He struck at her, and used all of his battle techniques. He lashed out with hooves, he bit, and shouldered her from side to side, and finally began wearing her down.

And then she simply stopped resisting. He bit her again before backing up, bewildered to see that she was smirking, a look of satisfaction on her face. Blood dripped from his muzzle, and the metallic tang filled his mouth. "It is a success," she whispered, grinning wickedly. "I changed you."

"What are you" he demanded.

"A vampire," she responded, even as a spasm rippled through his body. "One who feasts on blood. And you my little fledgling are too."

Another spasm racked his body, but as it passed he took a step towards her, "I will destroy you."

"No, no I don't think you will. So I killed your little servants, but you and I both know they are just food. I can see it in your eyes, already the hunger is growing."

As she spoke more pain coursed through his body but she was right, a hunger had set into his stomach, and the once metallic taste had changed, changed into the most glorious flavor that he had ever tasted. A scent surrounded them, and he suddenly realized that it was coming from the bodies around them. Fangs began to elongate from his mouth, and when he finally looked up she was already gone, leaving behind the bodies, bits of her clothing and jewelry that had been ripped off of her in the fight, and a very, very hungry stallion.

The hunger swiftly changed to a need, and in a red haze he found himself reaching down, drawn to a feeble pulse in one of his servants. As his fangs slid into their jugular and they let out a pathetic last moan he felt a sense of overwhelming satisfaction, and blood filled his mouth, blood that he drank greedily before it stopped flowing and he began to search for more, the bloodlust overriding his other senses completely.


The next evening when he awoken it was in a pitch black room, but he had no trouble navigating it. Stepping outside he was assaulted by a horrendous stench, that of bodies left in the sun. He backed up until he hit a wall, staring in horror as the memories came flooding back. Memories of chasing down his beloved servants. Hilda, his nursemaid from when he had been a tiny colt. Sasha, the maid that liked to flirt but blushed fiercely if he so much as looked at her. His stomach began to heave and he dry-retched. He had done this. He was responsible.

He forced himself to go into the courtyard, forced himself to look at those he had slain. Those he had fed upon. His stomach rebelled over and over as he tried to move bodies. Eventually he came to where he had fought Lilith, and he gazed at the place, unseeing for a long while. The moonlight glinted on something and he stepped closer to find her leg guards, laying there from when they had come off in the battle. He forced himself to put them on, looking down at his own legs as if they were foreign objects when he was done. Looking up at the moon he swore to it, speaking a vow more important than a vow spoken at any wedding. "I will hunt her down. I will make her pay. Until I do this I will wear these, a mark of how I failed those who were like family to me." Tears coursed down his cheeks, leaving hot, haphazard trails on his blood-splattered pelt. "I will destroy her."

My Corrupted Prince
Username: Caitlyn Hellstorm
Name of Prince: Prince Aeron
What memento/mementos does he have from princess/es: silver chain necklace with black rose pendant, a small black fluffy kitten, a crown with moonstone and sapphires, tattered rich purple sash draped over his back (not too big) with golden or silver bat design on it
Your Prompt: Prince Aeron grew up in a small royal family consisting parents and one sister that oversaw the huge herd of vampires and he was groomed to take over the herd when he becomes a stallion. As he grew up to become a handsome and reckless young stallion, his parents have been pressuring him to find a fitting mate so he could provide the kingdom a proper heir. He resisted the idea of finding a mate for many months and his parents' patience finally ran out after they watched their son womanize his way through the female herd members' hearts and making enemies with mates of the said females. They approached their son one evening when he was standing on top of the bluff over seeing the kingdom lands, thinking about things.

"Aeron, we need to talk about you finding a mate." Father rumbled, announcing his presence to Aeron as he eyes his son turns toward them with an inquisitive quirk of eyebrow. "We have found a fitting mate that would provide you with a fitting heir to the kingdom. I would like you to meet her, your mother is bringing her here." He eyes his son with a warning glint because he knows that Aeron would try to argue with him about this since he's fully aware of Aeron's passion for his freedom. "Your mother will be here shortly with your new mate. Her name is Morana. Her family is part of a kingdom right next to ours. This union will make this kingdom and their kingdom more stronger." He smiles faintly at his son as he softly says, "You remind me so much of myself. I sincerely think Morana will be your second half like your mother is mine. Please give her a chance, aye?"

Aeron decided to retreat to his favorite spot which is the bluff that oversees the kingdom and to think on things since his parents have been pressuring him to find a mate for very long time. "Hello father.." He greets his father as he offers his father a faint smile since he was tired tonight to be his usual cocky and arrogant self. His father dropped a bomb on him and informed him that they arranged for a female to come over to be his mate and help him rule the kingdom so his parents could retire to a peaceful life. His eyes flashes little bit with irritation as he wisely kept his mouth shut. "I have heard of Morana." He says in clipped tone as he shakes his head little bit. "I will try my best to give her a chance but I would rather if you let me find a mate on my own terms, father." Aeron softly says as he looked past his father's body to see a vision that will remains with him for rest of his life. "Princess..." He says with a stunned little smile as he bows little bit to his father. "I certainly hope this is Princess Morana. I would forgive you and Mother in heartbeat if this is Morana." He stated to his father and got an answer he wanted to hear. This is Princess Morana!

He approaches a white mare with wild bright red curly mane and tail with swirling ice blue eyes. "I am Prince Aeron. Its my pleasure to meet you, Princess Morana. How are you doing tonight, dear? Can I interest you in a walk through the garden? I hear the flowers are beautiful under this red moonlight." Aeron bows deeply in front of the aloof mare and flashes her his most charming smile.

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"Mama. I really don't want to go. I hear that Prince Aeron is a womanizing chauvinistic pig. I will NOT get along with him. I don't care if our kingdom is going to be at odds with his kingdom. I will not be mated to him!" Morana ranted as she threw a tantrum in front of her parents. But weeks passed by, the parents managed to wear Morana down and got her to promise to journey to the kingdom just to meet Aeron and give him a chance. Morana glowered at them one evening as her father draped the 'wedding' gift which is a rich purple sash with silvery or gold bat design on it "I will see you in few days." She gritted the words out as she set off on her journey to the kingdom.

Morana arrived at the kingdom and got promptly escorted to the bluff by Aeron's mother so she forced herself to make a small chatter with apparently soft-spoken mare. She froze as she sees Aeron standing there with his father and she had to blink few times to make sure she wasn't dreaming because she visualized Aeron as this fat stallion that expected everything to be handed to him on silver platter. She tightens her jaws as she forces herself to appear aloof as the mother announces their presence and she struggled not to react when she saw Aeron's eyes light up and his eagerness to get to her. "Hello, Prince Aeron." She says in soft, dulcet voice after he introduced himself and she gives him a small smile. "I am doing fine and you? I would like to take a walk in the garden if you would show me where I can go to get a drink, I am quite thirsty...."

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A few months have passed by and the romance between Prince Aeron and Princess Morana haven't diminished. Princess Morana have learned how to love Prince Aeron instead of resenting him for being a 'womanizing chauvinistic pig' like she screamed at her parents before she made that fateful journey to Aeron's kingdom. Both kingdoms have acknowledged Morana and Aeron as a mated pair and future leaders of both kingdoms. Aeron felt like he could walk on the water and do whatever he want as long as he have his love Morana by his side but that feeling shattered one night.

Morana and Aeron decided to go hunting in the woodland near their new large kingdom so they could steal some private time together without having their subjects giggling and watching them. They suddenly got ambushed by a small group of skinwalkers and they went directly for Morana. Aeron fought like a madman, trying to save his mate whom is fighting like crazy for her life but one skinwalker distracted him by attacking him. Snarling, Aeron finally loses himself in the bloodlust he have been trying to keep in tight control and rips the skinwalker's throat out then attacked the group that was ripping Morana's body apart. After he was able to chase the skinwalkers away, he stood over Morana's body and shrieked his fury and agony for everybody to hear. Morana's screams of fury and pain etched their way into his brain and soul and it torments him every single day.

For the next few weeks, Aeron walks around the kingdom with a tattered sash on his back and snarling at everybody. He became a killing machine, killing everything he sees when he goes out hunting. On one fateful night, he was on his weekly killing frenzy and in middle of ripping a deer's throat out, he heard singing that could rival Morana's singing. He drops the deer corpse and followed the singing. He saw a pale blue mare with a small black fluffy kitty cuddling with each other near the river and the mare was singing. "Hello. What are you doing here?" Aeron curtly says as he eyes the kitten whom simply stared at him with big golden eyes.

The mare looks up at him and smiles. "Just enjoying the life. Enjoying what Goddess Epona gave us." She replies to the prince. She stood up with a small make-shift pouch where the kitten is curled up in and looks at him. "Prince Aeron. I am just a princess from a kingdom far away from here. I am just here to take a break. Can I please stay in your kingdom for awhile? I apologize if my singing annoys you." She murmurs softly but she didn't divert her eyes like others would.

Aeron blinks and stares at the mare then the swirling of his eyes calmed down little bit. He closes his eyes in almost defeat as he murmurs softly to the mare. "Please keep singing. It brings peace to my heart. And yes.. you can stay" He opens his eyes and looks at the mare whom is plain in appearance but her voice is just like a slice of paradise for him. The mare looks pleased as she settles down next to Aeron and began to sing once again while the kitten bats and plays with Aeron's mane.

For few days to a week, Aeron's parents started to suspect something because Aeron disappears without a word so they had someone follow Aeron to see where he have been going every night. The stallion found Aeron and the princess together and forced them to come with him to face the King and Queen. The soldier's efforts was met with vehement resistance from Prince Aeron. The soldier went back to the King and Queen and got a grim order from them to kill the princess to trigger Aeron's bloodlust once again so he will come back to them.

A small group of vampires ambushed Prince and his princess at the river where they met and the bloody battle ensued. Three soldiers had to herd Aeron away so rest of others could finish the job. "Please!! Aeron!!" The princess cries out as she fought to stay alive. "Take care of our cat!" She screamed as they overwhelmed her and her last words to Aeron was "I love you!" before she died. The soldiers quickly retreated into the shadows and fled for their lives toward the kingdom. Aeron stumbles toward the body of another love he lost and his body starts to trembles with barely contained rage. The fluffy black cat was in the trees with the crown around her neck and she hisses when she sensed Aeron's fury emanating from him in waves. "Salem..." He looks up at his new pet as he gingerly picks up the satchel. "Come on..." Aeron murmurs as the cat scrambled into the satchel after letting the crown fall on top of his head.

The tension between Aeron and his parents heightened as he discovered what they have done. They ordered his second princess to be killed because they didn't like her family. Only thing that kept Aeron from laying waste to everything he have known is his beloved sister and her damned tears. "Brother, please don't. They just meant well. They wanted you to be happy." She would cry out to Aeron and appeal to his love for her. The parents tried one last ditch effort to appease their estranged son by bringing in an unicorn vampire princess from a kingdom across The Great Lake.

The unicorn vampire princess is a black mare with pure silver mane that is coiled on top of her head with some of it falling down her neck and her eyes are purely white indicating that she's blind. With her, a small group of 'servants' came to assist her with whatever she needs help with. It is fortunate that she wasn't able to see the outraged look on Aeron's face when he first saw her but she eventually won him over with her charms and stories about faraway kingdoms.

One by one, servants began to disappear because Aeron couldn't control his blood lust any longer since he forgotten how to leash it in. He would lead them away with promises of passionate nights then rip their throats out and drink their blood deeply. After all of the servants are gone, the princess immediately noticed that she is completely alone and she turns her head toward the direction where Aeron is lurking due to his heavy breathing. "Aeron.. before you do kill me, just take this necklace. I love you, it might not be a romantic love but in our kingdoms' eyes, we are a mated pair." She calmly says and takes a tentative step forward toward the sudden inward intake of air sound. "My life is yours to do whatever you want to do." She reaches her muzzle out and to her luck, nuzzled Aeron's face.

Aeron's eyes is swirling with bloodlust as he watches his new mate. He knows that he does love this one but he is too far gone to be a proper mate to this princess and he would be doing everybody a favor by killing her. "Wish granted." He rasped the words out as he takes the necklace from her neck just before he sinks his fangs in, and drained the princess dry. The princess' only struggle is to breathe and she gasped as the light dims from her eyes, she collapsed against Aeron's body dying. Aeron fiddled around with the necklace before he found a way to wear it and he watched the princess struggle to breathe before the death knell rattles through her throat.

His swirling eyes met Salem's trusting eyes and only thing he told the cat is "Stay here. I will be back." Aeron went out and laid waste to the entire kingdom, avenging every princesses' death. The last soquili he killed was his father and he didn't kill him quick like others. He snarled in his father's face as he blames him for ruining his life by pressuring him too fast and forcing him to grow up too soon. Aeron drained his father dry and left his dry husk behind while he walks toward the border with his fluffy black cat Salem curled up in the satchel, leaving everything he ever known behind. Only things that reminds him of his old life is the tattered sash, crown that is hanging haphazardly on his head, a black rose pendant hanging from golden necklace and this faithful companion that is purring away against his body.

My Corrupted Prince
Username: LOLTERNAIVE
Name of Prince: Orpheus
What memento/mementos does he have from princess/es: Physical items he has are stars sprinkled in his hair and a lantern filled with light from the moon - he holds this in his mouth. And item that can't be seen is darkness. Basically no light shines on or around him. Reference
Your Prompt:

Orpheus had finally come to the Kingdom of Night. Three Princesses ruled here, in three different castles and he was certain one of them would be his future bride. He did not tell anyone that he was seeking a bride, as he felt it would interfere and cause complications. He simply told the King and Queen that he needed a place to stay to rest. They happily obliged and allowed him to introduce himself to their daughters.

The first daughter he met was the youngest, the Princess of Stars. She was a tiny thing, very delicate and moved with such grace it appeared she was gliding. She was incredibly kind and gentle, always offering coins and food to those who were less fortunate. She even stepped out of the way of small insects and flowers, not wanting to tred upon them. Orpheus believed her kindness to be an admirable quality. It was hard to be so kind when you're ruling, especially in this day and age.

However, despite that, she was very young and very naive. She was also very submissive, always agreeing to whatever he suggested. The whole time he was with her she made not one suggestion or one objection. Orpheus knew this was not the Queen for him and he bid her farewell.

Before he left, she bestowed upon him a gift of stars, sprinkling them in his hair. "So that you always have a star to wish upon, even in the darkest of darks." She said as the final star settled in his mane.

The second princess was that of the Moon. She was very intelligent and confident, able to hold a conversation with him and state her own opinion without fear. However, she was constantly trying to dominate him, always challenging everything he did and said. While he admired her wits, he could not have a Queen that was constantly trying to overpower him. Orpheus knew that this Princess could also not be his Queen.

Like her younger sister, the Princess granted him a gift. A lantern that glowed with a light that could even be seen during the day. It was beautiful. "So you always have light, even in the darkest of times," she explained before leaving.

Orpheus set off to meet the final princess - the Princess of Night's Darkness. She was breathtakingly beautiful and incredibly powerful and he shivered. Such a woman would make an excellent queen. At least she would were it not for her dark heart. The Princess was cruel and merciless, dealing out harsh punishments for the smallest crimes. A man was sentenced to death for stepping in front of her carriage.

Out of all the princesses, Opheus knew this one would make the worst Queen. He made conversation with her, and turned a blind eye to her cruelty until he deemed he had spent enough time with her and he bid her farewell.

As he was leaving, the Princess stopped him and spoke. "I know why you're really here, Prince. I understand why one would deem my sister's a bad choice for a Queen, but why me?"
Orpheus turned to the Queen and looked at her, almost shocked that she could believe herself to be above her sisters simply because of her beauty and power. He shook his head. "You are all very different, your sisters. You balance each other out, I cannot take one without risking your kingdom or taking all three of you. And if I may speak honestly, had I no choice, you would be my last option. I would rather have a weak, soft spoken or power-hungry Queen than one with a dark heart."

The Princess said nothing though her face was twisted into an ugly portrait of rage and hate. When she finally spoke, she said to him with a smirk. "I will give you a gift, as my sister's did."
As the final word left her mouth, it grew dark around Orpheus, as if he were standing in the middle of a field in the middle of the night. Candles flickered around him but provided him no light.
"I give you this gift, so you will always have darkness even in the brightest lights. Let my sister's be your light, if they are so worthy."

The Princess turned and left, leaving the Prince on his own. He did not move for a while, taking in the situation. He suddenly felt cold and very lonely, despite the fact that his servants surrounded him.

The Prince returned to his Kingdom and stopped searching for a bride. He began to lock himself away during the day for he did not wish to see the light that was taken from him. The stars and the moon were his only source of light now and he cherished the gifts he was given as if they were his own life.