Repocalypse
19 December 2006 02:17![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skonen_bladesThese are the four horsepeople of the Repocalypse.
Science, Art, Religion, and Love.
Science rides a clockwork horse. Art’s horse is covered with the brightly coloured handprints of children. Religion floats above a glowing spectral white horse. Love’s horse is pink fading to red at the ankles.
Science has a white labcoat on. She’s wearing safety goggles. She sees the atoms. She defines. There is a condescending smile on her full lips. She is the heaviest one. Her hair is a shining black.
Art is wearing a kimono with a tutu and leg warmers. One arm is covered in lace, one arm is covered in a fishnet sleeve. Her make up is hundreds of colours. Smears of gold, blue eyeshadow under one eye, chalk. She is a collage of colour. She’s a riot of creativity. Her hair is a rainbow of colour. Her eyes don’t match. Even her teeth glitter with metal and jewels.
Religion has a black suit on. On her lapels are small gold pins of the symbols of the world’s religions. They glitter like the badges on a general’s uniform. She has a halo and large white wings that trail behind her. She is the most beautiful of the three. She has a shaved head and large dark eyes. She is rapturous.
Love is a plain looking woman in jeans and a rumpled red men’s shirt. She’s wearing cheap red shiny pumps that fit well in her stirrups. She’s wearing a violet cowboy hat with a turquoise stone set in the front. Her red hair is tied back in a frizzy bun. She has an easy laugh. She’s the eldest.
They are here to restart the Earth after the destruction wrought by their older brothers. They are the less publicized other quartet.
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Science, Art, Religion, and Love.
Science rides a clockwork horse. Art’s horse is covered with the brightly coloured handprints of children. Religion floats above a glowing spectral white horse. Love’s horse is pink fading to red at the ankles.
Science has a white labcoat on. She’s wearing safety goggles. She sees the atoms. She defines. There is a condescending smile on her full lips. She is the heaviest one. Her hair is a shining black.
Art is wearing a kimono with a tutu and leg warmers. One arm is covered in lace, one arm is covered in a fishnet sleeve. Her make up is hundreds of colours. Smears of gold, blue eyeshadow under one eye, chalk. She is a collage of colour. She’s a riot of creativity. Her hair is a rainbow of colour. Her eyes don’t match. Even her teeth glitter with metal and jewels.
Religion has a black suit on. On her lapels are small gold pins of the symbols of the world’s religions. They glitter like the badges on a general’s uniform. She has a halo and large white wings that trail behind her. She is the most beautiful of the three. She has a shaved head and large dark eyes. She is rapturous.
Love is a plain looking woman in jeans and a rumpled red men’s shirt. She’s wearing cheap red shiny pumps that fit well in her stirrups. She’s wearing a violet cowboy hat with a turquoise stone set in the front. Her red hair is tied back in a frizzy bun. She has an easy laugh. She’s the eldest.
They are here to restart the Earth after the destruction wrought by their older brothers. They are the less publicized other quartet.
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