The following artikel is a story behind Estelle Potter and the brutal past that brought her to become a dark, unforgiving soul, along with an extreme sense of greed to take every sparkling jewel and evergreen dollar for herself.
There is also a twisted ending that anda would never expect...
HINT: One of The Fifth Experiment characters is dead for the whole fanfiction and the official thing. And the 'Estelle being dead' statement that I told anda in the fun facts was a lie. It is somebody else. I won't use that The Fifth Experiment Character, except in RPs.
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"Raaaaaaargh!"
Screams of terror came from a room behind a wooden, white door.
"Mom!" She screamed, banging the door with tears streaming down her muzzle. She felt a pang of sadness, but suddenly had an urge to rage. Her eyes went from icy, crystal blue, to creamy, ruby red. She fired up a chainsaw from the grasps of her hands and cut a hole in the shape of a lingkaran through the door.
Her eyes widened as a hooded figure was damaging the brain of her mother as they continually bashed the velvet-colored feline's head on a cupboard. The mother's body went limp, right before her eyes. She shifted her attention to her father, laying in a pool of blood that had turned the bedsheets a bright red.
The hooded figure turned around and saw the girl peeking at the door. She charged and jumped through the hole, shredding pieces of bulu from the mysterious person.
"Get lost, atau die!" she screamed, bashing his head on the same cupboard that had the mother's own blood dripping to the carpet.
When the hooded figure's body went limp, the girl screamed. She raged in terror, and sheathed her claws, raking them against the blood-red bedsheets, and causing scratch marks against the smooth, ginger-brown walls.
She kicked open another door that led her younger brother, who was sitting in a corner, crying his eyes out.
"Get your giant behind up, let's get out of here, atau I'll leave anda to die." she said. Her brother got up, and she harshly took hold of his hands. She ran towards a door, opened it, and charged right outside, into the dark night.
"If anybody is going to mess with us, they'll go through me first. I may look all 'cute and innocent', but I have now developed a sudden rage that is filling the blood in my veins." She berkata in her mind, in a rough, angry, deep tone.
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"What are your names?" A young, female adult doe asked, as she was in a light blue dress. The girl berkata nothing for a brief moment.
"Estelle, and that's my wimpy brother, Zak," she mumbled under her breath. Zak glared at her.
"Well, anda can come insi--" before the doe finished, Estelle threw her aside and ran into the residence, grabbing as much money as she can.
The doe ran inside and grabbed the phone, calling the police. Zak shot her with a gun and she fell down, laying in an awkward position, with the phone cord still in the palm of her hooves.
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"Why are we living a criminal life, anyway?" Zak asked impatiently.
"Because we are." Estelle said, grunting angrily. She didn't want to tell her own brother the real reason why she lead him to the path of a fugitive. She grabbed the pieces of jewelry and many stacks of money into her hands, and took off, with her brother putting some ammo into his gun.
"Tell me." Zak growled. Estelle just rolled her eyes and turned to her brother.
"Because our parents were KILLED." She berkata angrily. "Which is why we're commiting robberies, murdering other civilians, etcetera...We will make sure that this world is empty of those disgusting, filthy people that live on this planet. Any of them could've killed our parents--So my vengeance has just begun. The only person in our family left alive is our other sister who is in danger--Kalla."
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A few months later, Estelle received news that the last of the Potters, Kalla, was killed. Estelle broke down once more, which turned into a lebih violent, destructive rage. She started robbing and killing to the extreme; She mencuri some clothes from a market--A hat, and a purple dress with a red cupperbund. She also had black transparent leggings on. She mencuri a glass gitar and a white, see-through sword.
"Zak," she said.
"What?" He replied.
"Let's rock."
For months, they commited lebih crimes, avoiding the police as long as they can. But one day, Zak heard something berkata from his sister that was never expected.
"Remember when I told anda that our parents were killed oleh someone?" She said, her back to him.
"Yes, why? Are anda going to repeat the story? Besides, I need to destroy Tabbadona." He grumbled moodily. Estelle turned her around, with a sinister smirk covering her face.
"We only commited the crimes just for kicks--I killed our parents. The story I told anda was a lie. This whole planet will be mine--All the riches in the world, with nobody to stop me." She then pointed a gun at her brother. "And you're one of those filthy beings." She then triggered the gun, and a bang was heard.
Soon enough, her dream was almost complete--Just one lebih town to terminate; Tabbadona."
"You better run, but anda really can't hide.
I'm roaming the streets with violent pride.
When the moon is full, in the dark blue sky,
I will beat anda around like a dead, weak fly.
When I destroy Tabbadona, the world is finally mine,
If anda want to kill me, that's just fine.
I have weapons that anda can't destroy.
It will make anda seem like a dead, limp toy.
So remember, all Sonic fan Characters.
anda toy with me, and I kill you."
There is also a twisted ending that anda would never expect...
HINT: One of The Fifth Experiment characters is dead for the whole fanfiction and the official thing. And the 'Estelle being dead' statement that I told anda in the fun facts was a lie. It is somebody else. I won't use that The Fifth Experiment Character, except in RPs.
--
"Raaaaaaargh!"
Screams of terror came from a room behind a wooden, white door.
"Mom!" She screamed, banging the door with tears streaming down her muzzle. She felt a pang of sadness, but suddenly had an urge to rage. Her eyes went from icy, crystal blue, to creamy, ruby red. She fired up a chainsaw from the grasps of her hands and cut a hole in the shape of a lingkaran through the door.
Her eyes widened as a hooded figure was damaging the brain of her mother as they continually bashed the velvet-colored feline's head on a cupboard. The mother's body went limp, right before her eyes. She shifted her attention to her father, laying in a pool of blood that had turned the bedsheets a bright red.
The hooded figure turned around and saw the girl peeking at the door. She charged and jumped through the hole, shredding pieces of bulu from the mysterious person.
"Get lost, atau die!" she screamed, bashing his head on the same cupboard that had the mother's own blood dripping to the carpet.
When the hooded figure's body went limp, the girl screamed. She raged in terror, and sheathed her claws, raking them against the blood-red bedsheets, and causing scratch marks against the smooth, ginger-brown walls.
She kicked open another door that led her younger brother, who was sitting in a corner, crying his eyes out.
"Get your giant behind up, let's get out of here, atau I'll leave anda to die." she said. Her brother got up, and she harshly took hold of his hands. She ran towards a door, opened it, and charged right outside, into the dark night.
"If anybody is going to mess with us, they'll go through me first. I may look all 'cute and innocent', but I have now developed a sudden rage that is filling the blood in my veins." She berkata in her mind, in a rough, angry, deep tone.
--
"What are your names?" A young, female adult doe asked, as she was in a light blue dress. The girl berkata nothing for a brief moment.
"Estelle, and that's my wimpy brother, Zak," she mumbled under her breath. Zak glared at her.
"Well, anda can come insi--" before the doe finished, Estelle threw her aside and ran into the residence, grabbing as much money as she can.
The doe ran inside and grabbed the phone, calling the police. Zak shot her with a gun and she fell down, laying in an awkward position, with the phone cord still in the palm of her hooves.
--
"Why are we living a criminal life, anyway?" Zak asked impatiently.
"Because we are." Estelle said, grunting angrily. She didn't want to tell her own brother the real reason why she lead him to the path of a fugitive. She grabbed the pieces of jewelry and many stacks of money into her hands, and took off, with her brother putting some ammo into his gun.
"Tell me." Zak growled. Estelle just rolled her eyes and turned to her brother.
"Because our parents were KILLED." She berkata angrily. "Which is why we're commiting robberies, murdering other civilians, etcetera...We will make sure that this world is empty of those disgusting, filthy people that live on this planet. Any of them could've killed our parents--So my vengeance has just begun. The only person in our family left alive is our other sister who is in danger--Kalla."
--
A few months later, Estelle received news that the last of the Potters, Kalla, was killed. Estelle broke down once more, which turned into a lebih violent, destructive rage. She started robbing and killing to the extreme; She mencuri some clothes from a market--A hat, and a purple dress with a red cupperbund. She also had black transparent leggings on. She mencuri a glass gitar and a white, see-through sword.
"Zak," she said.
"What?" He replied.
"Let's rock."
For months, they commited lebih crimes, avoiding the police as long as they can. But one day, Zak heard something berkata from his sister that was never expected.
"Remember when I told anda that our parents were killed oleh someone?" She said, her back to him.
"Yes, why? Are anda going to repeat the story? Besides, I need to destroy Tabbadona." He grumbled moodily. Estelle turned her around, with a sinister smirk covering her face.
"We only commited the crimes just for kicks--I killed our parents. The story I told anda was a lie. This whole planet will be mine--All the riches in the world, with nobody to stop me." She then pointed a gun at her brother. "And you're one of those filthy beings." She then triggered the gun, and a bang was heard.
Soon enough, her dream was almost complete--Just one lebih town to terminate; Tabbadona."
"You better run, but anda really can't hide.
I'm roaming the streets with violent pride.
When the moon is full, in the dark blue sky,
I will beat anda around like a dead, weak fly.
When I destroy Tabbadona, the world is finally mine,
If anda want to kill me, that's just fine.
I have weapons that anda can't destroy.
It will make anda seem like a dead, limp toy.
So remember, all Sonic fan Characters.
anda toy with me, and I kill you."
On September 3, Cynthia woke up seeing the beautiful hari outside when she walked out the door.
"Im gonna cinta this school year!!!" she told herself as she walked to school.
5 menit later of walking to school, Cynthia met up with her boyfriend Mars.
"Mars, are anda ok? anda look pale." Cynthia admitted putting her hand on Mars' forehead.
It was warm.
Mars shook his head and walked off, Cynthia almost cried watching him walk away.
Rouge the Bat had acme along and met up with Cynthia.
"Hows the hari gone?" Rouge asked in her sassy tone.
Cynthia shook her head and ran to the restroom to cry.
8 menit later after crying, Cynthia headed to class, math.
"This is going to be a hrrible year." Cynthia answered herself.
"Im gonna cinta this school year!!!" she told herself as she walked to school.
5 menit later of walking to school, Cynthia met up with her boyfriend Mars.
"Mars, are anda ok? anda look pale." Cynthia admitted putting her hand on Mars' forehead.
It was warm.
Mars shook his head and walked off, Cynthia almost cried watching him walk away.
Rouge the Bat had acme along and met up with Cynthia.
"Hows the hari gone?" Rouge asked in her sassy tone.
Cynthia shook her head and ran to the restroom to cry.
8 menit later after crying, Cynthia headed to class, math.
"This is going to be a hrrible year." Cynthia answered herself.
Well, a lot has happened in the past...age that I've been gone from this site.
1. I have been diagnosed with Ehler's Danlos Syndrome
2. I am now in a kickass wheelchair
3. The condition has also affected my heart, so I'm to stay out of stressful environments and the like
4. I'm still making my game, so theres that.
5. Like I mentioned previously, my OCs have officially moved OUT of the Sonic universe and are now in their own lil universe I created. But they're all still there, Lyssa, May, Alyss, ect
6. I might still post some art if anda guys arent too adverse to humans being diposting (and if anda are I totally would understand)
7. SHORT STORIES EVERYWHERE. anda GET A SHORT STORY. anda GET A SHORT STORY
8. I still don't do art trades atau requests so...don't ask lol.
Have a missed a lot here? I've been semi-updated on the Tak incident (in fact thats why I came back) but is there anything else I need to know?
1. I have been diagnosed with Ehler's Danlos Syndrome
2. I am now in a kickass wheelchair
3. The condition has also affected my heart, so I'm to stay out of stressful environments and the like
4. I'm still making my game, so theres that.
5. Like I mentioned previously, my OCs have officially moved OUT of the Sonic universe and are now in their own lil universe I created. But they're all still there, Lyssa, May, Alyss, ect
6. I might still post some art if anda guys arent too adverse to humans being diposting (and if anda are I totally would understand)
7. SHORT STORIES EVERYWHERE. anda GET A SHORT STORY. anda GET A SHORT STORY
8. I still don't do art trades atau requests so...don't ask lol.
Have a missed a lot here? I've been semi-updated on the Tak incident (in fact thats why I came back) but is there anything else I need to know?
I'd like to come out and say it. I respect the members here. But the main group which includes my subject of interest, Tak is quite the puzzling equation. I mean if its true that these rules, The rules that make non content spewing people, basicly useless as a fan of what they like, are agreed oleh the majority. I shall apologize deeply and rest my case, cutting the loss. Now let me be clear. This man berkata too me in argument, " people grew up". Now if im not mistaken, freedom is not a child's plaything. Freedom to have fun with your fandom, is an all age experience. Of course anda have to make a living. But does anyone ever get punched for haveing fun atau simply posting whats on your mind, no? Want to to know why? Because look at the big corporations. Twitter!, Facebook, Youtube. Do not let old fanpop die. Remember back when people had fun and not business. anda could call it a simpler time...I call it a better time. Now, I may here your results.
