"You're insane, but I love you for it"

I hover toward Ponyville, and by the time I arrive, there's a rainbow being acknowledged by everypony.
I step closer to the crowd and they glance at my wings, my mane, my lab coat, my box of almost nothing. They stare, and some run away.
I walk to a bridge and stare at myself in the water.
Ugh. Blood everywhere.
Blood is good, blood is grand.

I drop the contents of the box including the box itself into the river, narrowly avoiding the water splash.
I walk around bored, catching glances thrown at me because of my oddness.
Until I hear a husky stallion voice.

I walk toward the voice, and it turns out it's at the school. He stands there, stocky and tall, lecturing these kids about how love kills you.
It does.
I leap over the fence to get to the lecture, and I listen.
"You kids don't understand how lethal love is....it isn't nice, fun, exhilarating..."
On cue, a filly speaks up: "N-no! It's great to be in love!"
I clear my throat and they all turn to me, gasping in horror.
"...Oh shut up, Orange Peel. I've seen worse!" The stallion seems to be handling this quite well.
Its my turn: "Love is ghastly. Anypony who is caught in the act of love shall be stabbed on sight, or made into a rainbow."
My voice starts to sound husky. Almost provocative, perhaps. I don't encourage my voice to make this stallion want me...perhaps my husky voice brings on wingboners from stallions everywhere. I haven't tried it, though.
I speak in the stallions ear, "You may want to take responsibility too...you never know what they might get up to"
I see his wings quickly unfold, and his mane stands on end. Ah. My voice was indeed too husky.
"Y...yes...ma'am."
He looked like me, psychopathic, dangerous, evil...the same.
I growl slightly, and the fillies run screaming