Post by moon feather on May 9, 2007 15:51:35 GMT -5
Name: moon feather
Alliance (Dark, Light, Neutral): Dark
Gender: Brute (Stallion)
Age:7 yrs
Breed:Paint
Color: Tabanio
Height: 15.2hh
Markings:Paint...haha it could get complicated if I explained them all.
Personality (Optional, but appreciated): Sly, conniving, brutally violent, angry and he will say what is on his mind, no matter the situation.
History (Optional, but appreciated): He has come to the lands of Opaque searching for darks such as himself, for in the lands he has scoured upon he has found nothing that suits him. The darks where lier's, they where neutrals so to speak. His dam was of dark blood and his sire of neutral. Being raised by his dam, the darkness was rubbed off upon him taking him to the pits of hell. Dark and unruly the stallion struck out on his own, not before killing his sire, such worthless blood he was. Slightly insane he puts on a calm character, almost charming, but he is conspiring every second of every minute of every day.
Roleplay Sample (Make it the best you can do. Less than one paragraph will definitely not do it. Two paragraphs or more is preferred.):
I hope this is long enough ^.^[/color]
Alliance (Dark, Light, Neutral): Dark
Gender: Brute (Stallion)
Age:7 yrs
Breed:Paint
Color: Tabanio
Height: 15.2hh
Markings:Paint...haha it could get complicated if I explained them all.
Personality (Optional, but appreciated): Sly, conniving, brutally violent, angry and he will say what is on his mind, no matter the situation.
History (Optional, but appreciated): He has come to the lands of Opaque searching for darks such as himself, for in the lands he has scoured upon he has found nothing that suits him. The darks where lier's, they where neutrals so to speak. His dam was of dark blood and his sire of neutral. Being raised by his dam, the darkness was rubbed off upon him taking him to the pits of hell. Dark and unruly the stallion struck out on his own, not before killing his sire, such worthless blood he was. Slightly insane he puts on a calm character, almost charming, but he is conspiring every second of every minute of every day.
Roleplay Sample (Make it the best you can do. Less than one paragraph will definitely not do it. Two paragraphs or more is preferred.):
Darkened slates took in the surroundings as his slender pillars carried his worthless corpse into the lands of Opaque. For the lands where of his liking. Gloomy, depressing and dangerous. Cliff where of his desire, shear rocks rose high on either side of his corpse towering above him as to bare down upon him in a frown of distrust and ill wishing. A greeting of which he liked. Maw twisted into a vengeful smile, exposing his crimson tainted enamels. Banner, knotted and ill kept, attempted to rid itself from his nape, swinging and throwing itself away from his corpse, but to no avail it remained chained to the dark beast which it rode. Pillars quickened in pace, carrying his corpse faster and faster yet, of great velocity forward further and deeper into the gloomy lands of which he had wandered upon. Nares flared light beads of condensation showing in them. Suddenly his pillars locked throwing his corpse into a violent standstill.
[/size][/color]Nares continued flaring taking in the scent of which he had picked up. Cranium bobbed angrily at his plight, for he had picked up the scent of another equine. Muscles beneath his pelt remained coiled, ready to spring into action if called upon. Nervous shivers could be seen dancing in an unnerving way. Pillars struck the soil without real want or need, just in a nervous dance as the hellion figured out what he was to do. To stay, to make a new home, to leave to find a new one.
[/size][/color]I hope this is long enough ^.^[/color]
