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Apollo, Apollo, really it’s a funny name considering his epithet- but I’m getting off track. We don’t talk much anymore I’m afraid, or never really did. Hard to tell what’s going on in there! But enough about my brothers- really, let’s talk about *me*.
(A reminder of what it means to lose. Tread carefully.)
…. (like the trickle of headlights through the fog.)
Ah, Sal? Mm- he was always a bit of a bad egg- ha, get it egg- anyways, shame about all that mess, but really I don’t have to time to deal with it! After all I have a better and brighter future then some old jail bird!
(He shaped himself to be like them, but was that for the better in the end?)
The “talented”. little. songbird. Y’know, Sal kinda misses when Presh was a snively, whiny crybaby. Far less troublesome than what he turned into- which is someone who’s way too comfortable bragging at the dinner table. Ah, but that’s just his nature, forever desperate to have a place at the top. Really, you should see what he’s willing to do against that runt of a twin he has! All in the name of his own selfish gain. That weakling’s going nowhere but being dead in a ditch somewhere, but Presh.. ah, you’re just like your older brothers, aren’t you?
Who? My little brother? Ha! That’s kids old news. Suuure- I feel bad for him, I mean- I was already a hard act to follow, but then to get no epithet at all? *really*, it’s tragic. It’s…
It’s really, tragic.
….
Perhaps it’s best to move on, hm? Wouldn’t want his bad luck creeping into my next performance, aha!
(His twin brother. Sometimes, he misses being a two part show.)
You know, he was really hoping that Presh wouldn’t turn out like the rest. That he was being genuine in his words, that their shared experience at the bottom, hiding from their older brothers would mean something. They’re twins, aren’t they? They were supposed to stick together. But. Presh got his epithet, and Eris… never did. And in this hierarchy, Eris has nothing to offer. What came from that was to be expected, although that didn’t stop the hurt whenever a new line was crossed. Well. Not like powerless Eris could do anything about it. Nothing but keep his head low and take it. Again. And again.
AHAHA- Reece, yes my lovely older brother Reece, who I would never *EVER* speak Ill off, particularly in a public interview! He’s just swell, we were verrrry close growing up, real peas in a pod! (Christ, what a wretch. Wait-Is this mic still on? Yes? Shit, cut it, cut it now idio-)
(The eldest. Number one. If you can’t beat em, join em right? Third place is better then nowhere at all.)
Annoying. He was always looking to get on my good side, ah, maybe I should've done something about that 'beauty' of his...
Ah, taki, yaki, maki- rrrreal sweet heart, great help for practicing my juggling, and long distance throws! She’s not just a pretty face, I know I know hard to believe! Still, not prettier then yours truely ;)!
(They were close when they were all younger. Sometimes you can pretend vicious snipes at each others every flaw is still the easy banter of youth.)
UUGH!! If he wore anymore gold than someone could've mistaken him for Fort Knox!
He's always been there to steal everybody's limelight and make sure no one else felt special. He's such a self obsessed asshole!!!
He even thinks he's prettier than Yaki! Can you imagine anyone thinking that glitter covered, gold-platted, highlighter-horse was attractive? YUCK!
Victor…right. Yeah. Victor. He’s kind of a creep if you ask me- talking about breaking legs and suspicions- a whole lot of weiiird coincidence, if you ask me. You know after everything with sal… maybe they should take a look at victor too! Call it a hunch.
(Perhaps once, presh might have gone wailing to victor after a skinned knee or awful encounter with the eldest’s. But when presh chose the pursuit of glory over eris- victor’s small kindnesses dissapeared like smoke. Head up presh. Winners don’t cry.)
“You MOTHER FUCKER GET **BACK** HERE-“
What a PAIN, in the NECK. It’s funny! If she wasn’t so determined to stick with the lowlife, presh couldve respected her! She’s clearly talented, even for a mundie- she could’ve gone far with that determination. But no. No no no. She took pity on little old eris. Stuck with him to the bitter end. Well, that’s fine. Just don’t come crying to him when her luck runs out~!
(Despite everything, it’s…reassuring to know eris still has a friend.)
*SWIFTLY KICKS YOU IN THE GROIN* *SWIFTLY KICKS YOU IN THE GROIN* *SW-* Honestly! Lily absolutely hates this man! He’s arrogant, self-absorbed, and always going on and on about his suuuper amazing epithet. Worst of all, he’s downright despicable to Eris just for- for existing. She doesn’t understand why Eris cares so much about him, after everything Presh has done. Hmph! If it were up to her, she’d punt him into the heavens!