DPLFG: Pontifex Dark

Pontifex "Pony" Dark
Prince of the Ghost Zone, Priest of Darkness
^{Tremble in Fear, for Evil...has Procreated}

Seriously...what the fuck, brain?! I wanted to sketch Destiny's Calling Outfits for Phantom! I wanted to figure out how he'd look in his future, and as a twenty four year old badass!
^{Cuz...currently? The idea I have fails...I'm changing it. Somehow}

But noooooooo! It has to somehow design an outfit that reminds me of friggen PARIAH DARK! So I gave up and went nuts with it by that point.

Welcome the Almighty Terrifying Son of Richard Chief Warlock of the Brothers of Darkness, Lord of the Thirteen Hells, Master of the Bones, Emperor of the Black, Lord of the Undead, Mayor of a Little Village up the Coast, Lord of the Dance, Mistress of Magma AND Pariah Dark King of the Ghost Zone.

Tremble in fear, for evil....has procreated.



<sup>For the first time in his life Richard picked up a tiny baby and felt no urge to eat it. He knew exactly why this was, too, as he held out a clawed bone-white finger before the little tykes face, wiggling it back and forth with a chuckle. This was his child, as amazing as it was. Never before had Richard entertained the idea that he would ever have an heir.

It was a surprising surreal thought, and yet again he was in awe over the fact that he’d discovered this little side-universe where anyone could have children, even if you were dead. It was…relaxing.

Maybe that plane of suck wasn’t so sucky after all, the Warlock mused. Not if he could get here and back.

“Well?” rumbled the ghost from beside him. This was his heir’s mother, the King of this particular realm. A rather menacing (to anyone but Richard) and quite delightfully evil. Richard had so much fun bending this monarch to his will.

Much bloodshed was had to reach this point.

“His name shall be Pony,” Richard chuckled, yellow eyes lighting at the disgusted look that crossed Pariah Dark’s face. The little boy who shared Richard’s yellow eyes bit down sharply on the Warlock’s finger. Ahh…his heir was already a murderous little tyke!

“I am not naming my son PONY!” Pariah roared and Richard shot him a rather lazy glare.

“Hm…if you don’t wish to then go ahead and try, mommy,” Richard mused. Flames began to spark in his hands. “I dare you.”

Predictably Pariah Dark backed down rather quickly and turned away.

Pansy, Richard chuckled as the flames that had begun to form vanished. He returned his attention Pony who was nibbling rather happily on his fingers. Tiny sparks of flame lightly darted around baby fingers. Richard had to stop himself from squealing.

“Pontifex,” Pariah grumbled moments later and Richard glanced at the monarch. “Pony for short,” was grudgingly added after a minute.

“I knew you’d see it my way.”

Later Richard would learn that 'Pontifex' meant 'Priest' Many a ghost would die painful horrible deaths that day.

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An Alternative idea to the naming of Pony, by *ChikaraTheWolf

Richard: You're kidding. You want to name him PONTIFEX?! Do you have any IDEA what that MEANS?!
Pariah: It's better than Pony.
Richard: We are NOT naming our son the equivalant of "priest"
Pariah: Excuse me? Last I checked, I was the one who had to give birth to him. I have more say in the matter than you do.
Richard: *pouts* He'll always be Pony to me.</sup>



Richard, The Fork of Truth & LFG (c) Blind Ferret Entertainment, Ryan Sohmer, & Lar Desouza
Pariah Dark & Danny Phantom series (c) Butch Hartman
Pontifex Dark (c) *Twin-Kats*ChikaraTheWolf