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  • Solumn


    Widdershins
    • Age: 999 years, to the day

      Gender: Other

      Species: Non-Pony

      Appearance: <p> (Author's Note: This is my attempt at Grimdark, from a guy who hates horror & gore. Just...he's part of an important faucet of an extremely elaborate seven-part character and he just needed to be "fleshed-out.")<br /><br /> It is hard to pin down what Solumn is, as he doesn't exist along most conventional lines. It doesn't have a physical form due to...well, we'll cover that down in the backstory.<br /><br /> When Solumn is seen, he appears to be less of a pony, and more of a vague, geometric pony-like shape cut out of black construction paper or burned glass and haphazardly placed over your field of vision. He/it gives off the impression, that if you could only turn fast enough to his side, he'd be as flat as a living cardboard cutout. Yet regardless of what angle it is seen at or turned to, it still looks like a two-dimensional, almost charcoal-drawn character.<br /><br /> Every part of the smoky, pitch-black shape that is Solumn ends in either a straight line or a sharp angle. His body and limbs form polygonal shapes with his horn, tail & especially his "hooves" coming to painfully sharp angles. His muzzle, formed by two right angles, is broken only by a jagged, serrated line of seemingly random points that form a mouth that seals shut seamlessly whenever his/its mouth closes.<br /><br /> The only part of Solumn that shows any hint of depth is what appears to be a shallow depression over where the eyes would be, as if the skin had healed shut over vacant holes. </p>

      Personality: <p> Solumn is petty, vindictive, manipulative, cruel, and a raging sadist. As he has never had his own physical form he greatly envies & hates those with the capacity to feel. So he takes it upon himself to grant others that which they take for granted & what he has never had the capacity. Pain.<br /><br /> Pain is something Solumn has spent many years contemplating while floating just outside of existence. He reasons that being alive means interacting with your surroundings, getting that FEELING forced into you, just some methods are levels of pain you've gotten used to. That one way or another, something else has to die to feed you, to keep you alive. Death begins Life. To live is to hurt. It is all just a matter of Who. Eats. Who. First. </p> <p>    That being said though, Solumn doesn't respond well to those who don't give him what he sees as the proper reaction. While he enjoys dashing hopes & sanity of those who consider themselves pious & good, there's nothing it can do when met with indifference, neutrality or just refusal to see any negative in his usual screeching monologues. Solumn is powerless if you don't allow him to bother you. It is clear it forms his own self-image with the reactions he inflicts in others; something made all the more harder in his current form. </p>

      Backstory: <p> When Gallimaufry the Hydra got hit by the wave of chaos during Discord's initial reign & gained autonomy, it pushed back his natural instincts, hunger & ferocity that made him a wild creature. Decade after decade, century after century, getting repeatedly pushed further back into his/their/its collective subconscious & getting passed up by "stronger" personalities, Solumn steadily grew his own sentience and with it, an attitude of jealousy & hatred.<br /><br /> Every (roughly) 166 1/2 years when Gallimaufry starts the process of growing a new head, each head gets more emotionally unstable and on the thousandth year anniversary Solumn takes his chance to gain full bodily control and return to what he sees as a hydras' sole purpose:<br /> Consuming Everything.<br /><br /><br /> However! As he gains power, he starts off by toying with the minds of the Main Six, in an effort to both remove the greatest defenders of the area & indulge himself in his hobby of mentally torturing ponies with their insecurities.(to varying degrees of effectiveness)<br /><br /> In his assault, he encounters a persistently pink pony who manages to stymie him with a simple, repeated question. "And then what?"<br /><br /> After he's hurt and destroyed everything.Left floating in the void once more, with nothing but himself to lash out against. He'll still not be happy.<br /> Solumn reneges his plot for world domination (Of Course.) and resigns itself to non-existence.<br /><br /> Some time later, after events are blown over & explained, Blither, the original head of the hydra takes pity on Solumn and uses his magic to grant him a minor physical form. That of a mass-produced, shoddily made toy pony doll. Enough to grant him form, but not enough bodily control for him to try and control ponies again. </p>

    Solumn

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