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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2015 6:14:51 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2015 19:34:56 GMT
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Name: Venus
Nickname: V
Age: 2 years old
Gender: mare
Alliance:dark
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Breed: national show horse
Color: bay tobiano | EE/Aa/TT
Mane: black
Tail: black & white
Eye: green
Hoof: slate
Height: 16.2
Markings: tobiano
Mental & Physical Problems: bi-polar disorder
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Mother: unknown
Color: black tobiano
Father: unknown
Color: chestnut tobiano
Full Siblings: none
Mate: open
Flings: none
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Personality: Venus is mostly a cold hearted bitch. She doesnt often seem to care about things and is more of a cruel dark. She likes blood and she loves gore, she likes to paint stuff on her body or on the bodies of others. She is major at stalking equines and can be rather quite. She is almost fearless when she speaks and is blunt with her thoughts about things. She is protective of her family and will kill for them at any cost. She isnt an easy push over about things, except for what her kids want. She is fairly nice to her family and can be some what sweet at times. She will stop if you notice or say something about her being nice or polite. She suffers from a little bit of bi-polar disorder. She has very bad potty mouth and her language isn't very clean most of the time. She will trash you and won't mind throwing you under the bus if needed. Don't tell her something you don't want the world to know, privacy isnt an option with this mare.
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History: Venus was raised as a silent foal, one who was told to mind her manners. She was trained from the day she was born and can hold out on food and water for days. She wasn't loved on a lot, so she grew up kinda tough. A spit fire of a foal, she was hard to control and got a lot of punishment. She learned to be tough and violent over the years. When she finally got tired of living under her fathers rule because he was getting old, she killed him and left. She's been with a few stallions in her lifetime, but never picked up on having kids. She stayed away from the other females and often ignored everything. One day she grew tired of every equine in the valley, finding a way to set a blaze and kill them all. She left without another word and found herself here. She knew it would not be an easy battle, but she figured she could find someplace new to call home. Hopefully a faithful herd leader and somebody she could learn to trust. Being that her father had ruined her with trust, though she's half scared to fall in love.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2015 19:45:21 GMT
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Name: Stray Dog
Nickname: the Stray or Stray
Age: 5 years
Gender: stalion
Alliance: unallianced
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Breed: friesian sport horse
Color: black | EE/aa
Mane: black
Tail: black
Eye: dark red
Hoof: slate
Height: 17.3
Markings: many scars littered upon his body
Mental & Physical Problems: n/a
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Mother: unknown
Color: black
Father: unknown
Color: black
Full Siblings: n/a
Mate: open
Flings: none
Sons: none
Daughters: none
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Personality: Stray is a touchy little thing, but there is one thing that is clear about him: He's complete feral. He's not normal like most and probably never will be. He's protective and aggressive and down right nasty when he has to be. He has no problem telling somebody off and he has no problem with getting into a fight either. He's his own man and doesn't really listen to what others have to say. He like to do things his way, but he will protect anybody that is under him.
He does not welcome people into his space or even his personal life, there is a major wall there. He's smart and funny, but mostly he's blunt and an asshole. He's never soft or shy, he's just quite and scary. You can tell by the way he moves that he's aggressive and angry. He doesn't give up without a fight and is always having fun living out on the front lines.
He doesn't like living like a weakling inside of the walls, he would rather fight for what he has: than for it to be handed to him.
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Friends: none
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History: Stray can't remember what happened when he was young, the only memories he has was that of tortured for a long time before the fire. The fire destroyed a great deal and killed many, though only few lived to tale the tale. Though as a youngster and a prisoner he suffered a great deal from the fire, but he'll never be able to forget what they did. As far as he knows, he was about the only one to make it out alive. The fire burned a lot of his body and soured his temper towards others. During the abuse and torture, he turned almost feral which made it worse when the fire started. After being set free by the fire, it took a long time for his body to heal. Getting used to being in close range to others was hard for him, though he worked his way up the ranking ladder at different points in time.
But sticking to himself for years, he stilled stayed feral and half unsocial towards others. He found himself looking to claim a place in this world for himself. He began to fight even harder, only accepting a chosen few to be at his side. Not sure how hard the battle would be, he set out to find a place to claim of his own without challenge.
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