Rose

not my type | alright | cute | adorable | hot | sexy | LORD MERCY 

Terezi

not my type | alright | cute | adorable | hot | sexy | LORD MERCY

Eridan

not my type | alright | cute | adorable | hot | sexy | LORD MERCY

Cronus

not my type | alright | cute | adorable | hot | sexy | LORD MERCY

Orphaner

not my type | alright | cute | adorable | hot | sexy | LORD MERCY

Gollum

LOOKS TOO MUCH LIKE POLYCORIA FOR MY TASTE| not my type | alright | cute | adorable | hot | sexy | LORD MERCY

not my type | alright | cute | adorable | hot | sexy | LORD MERCY

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NOT GIF,

JIF.

And here is the link for the opposite.

WE SHALL SEE WHICH ONE PREVAILS.

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not my type | alright | cute | adorable | hot | sexy | LORD MERCY

=p You should probably expand on your answer a bit, and define what Rage is

WELL I WASN’T AWARE YOU WERE THE CLASSPECT EXPERT HERE. >:I

:P No, you’re probably right. At some point I intend to go revamp my Ultimate Classpect post and make it PERFECT.

And like. Hamlet pretends to be mad to draw suspicion away from him while he’s trying to kill the king. Hamlet uses a play to manipulate the king and try to ‘catch his conscience’- figure out if the king killed his father. I could go on.

I’m not sure if he’s a Prince or a Bard come to think of it, but definitely a destroyer of mind somehow.

Hamlet:
To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them. To die—to sleep,
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep;
To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there’s the rub:
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause—there’s the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th'oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely,
The pangs of dispriz’d love, the law’s delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th'unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovere’d country, from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action.

Hamlet Act 3, scene 1, 55–87 

I can see it.

Have you ever noticed that Fluttershy never wants to do ANYTHING? Like, given the choice she got into a fistfight with RD over not wanting to go to a dragon rush? She also would much rather just stay home and avoid doing anything other than just spending time with her animals, the only thing she is comfortable with.

Other than that, she has an intense ability to exert her will over others. She is incredibly focused on preconceptions and is capable of overexerting her own ideals on others. Sylph of Rage

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