Post by A z z y on Dec 20, 2013 9:13:10 GMT -7
so ive decided to get rid of a few :/ if anyone wants them, a few will have a 200+ word post needed, otherwise, they're free to good homes. if you however decide in the future that you no longer want them, please PM me first.
Lamia
Gender: xx
Alliance: dark
Age: 7
Defects: -
Disorders: schizophrenic sociopath with psychotic tendencies
Breeds: hanoverian x friesian
Height: 16.3hh
Coat: black
Genetics:
Eyes: blue
Markings: snip & 4 white socks
Hooves: striped
Build: hanoverian
Lamia is not your average mare. She is deceitful, greedy and restless. Overall, her persona screams dangerous. She will stop at nothing to get what she wants, be it that apple on the tree or the blood from the innocent. She will have it. Underneath her cold exterior is her problematic mental issue. During the daylight hours, she is settled, her routines set, her exterior charming, almost trying to force a sense of normality upon her own life. At night, she is her true colours, a seductress a murderer and frankly, deranged. Lamia believes she is a demon, a child eater and the serpent of the underworld, but only when night falls does this belief surround her. She consolidates her solitary hours with the imagination and intelligence that bubbles within her, her true friends to be within the shadows. Barb tongued yet elegant in all her mannerisms as well as being incredibly beautiful, Lamia uses all of this to her advantage.
Lamia had always been odd. her mother and father chose a solitary life as the royals of her home land, the herds were scattered and she found herself to be isolated from the world. The black mare was the only one of her color in the herds, and when her family went to visit each herd, she remained behind, ashamed of their daughter's hue. The mother appointed a nurse mare to be her guard in their absence, a percheron matriarch who watched and taught Lamia the meaning of dignity, self respect and elegance. It was in the absence of both her family and her ward, did Lamia discover her true self. She would wander for hours in the valley and the forests...the unseen talking to her, showing her the ways of old. Her parents cottoned on. And soon enough, she was deemed insane. It was a shame really, an unfortunate coincidence, that her mother had tumbled off the cliffs and her father had shattered his pelvis in the caverns of their home and bled out. Yet, Lamia was deemed insane once again, she told her ward of the horrors in the forests, only to be brushed aside. Deciding her options, the black temptress chose freedom, vowing never to return to the forest again...but the shadows were persistent in their torment and followed her, appearing only at night to deduct her of her sanity.
300+ audition
Oublié
Gender: xx
Alliance: dark
Age: 7
Defects: scars on her forelegs, sharpened incisors
Disorders: --
Breeds: thoroughbred x hanoverian x andalusian x lustiano
Height: 17hh
Coat: chestnut with pearl dilute
Genetics:
Eyes: sea blue
Markings: thin blaze
Hooves: peach
Build: andalusian
Heritage: origin
oublié is a troubled soul, she trusts no one and is if not more wary of herself than others. She believes herself to be dangerous to other people, pushing them away to prevent any damage to befall either of them. Oublié gets irritated quickly and when someone enters her space or decides to push a subject, she will lash out, severely so, usually to the point she enters a blind rage and death is usally fast after this bomb has been set off. Oublié is not afraid of death, infact, she relishes it, yet she does not pursue it like many other darks. Despite her wariness of the world, she holds no concience, in fact, there is little she cares or worries about, either than herself. Oublié has not been taught any positive emotions, she does not know what love is, let alone attraction in all of its forms. Happiness to her is neutrality, nothing affects her in a positive way. She is quick witted and will happily fire out comebacks if the situation arises
Before: Oublié was born into what could only be described as test tube. A white washed room with bars. Lots of bars. The first few months of her incarceration were spent along side her damn, a fiery chetchut who lashed out any who dare to touch her baby. However, 6 months later, Oublie was awoken to find her mother gone, her world turned around now. She was subjected to trials, her breeding picked out from the highest quality horse from each corner of the globe, her aim in life to be the ultimate war machine. She was subdued to harsh testing, metal plates inserted down the front of her fore legs, jagged spikes lining the front. She was injected before each training session with proteins to increase her muscle mass, increase her strength, speed, and stamina. Oublie was pushed to her limits every time, always being asked for more and never recieving thanks. She was soured by the test room men, constantly beaten to turn her into a hate fuelled gladiator. They filed her teeth into painful points that cut into her lips and gums, eating became painful, another way to flip her mentally. Gradually she was reduced to what she had been intended to be, an undeafeatable war machine.
It was only when they took her out into the open, did they realize their mistake. Oublie broke free, a few lives lost as men got in her way with ropes and chains yet she broke free, persevering into the wild as she thundered on, nothing standing in her way. Horses avoided her, the metal that lined her was to much for them to cope with. It was only after the avoidance she endured from other equines, she found a way to remove the plating from her body. Pain and eventually infection set in, chronic lameness made her vulnerable and angrier further at the world until she regained full use of her legs.
Atticus
Gender: xy
Alliance: dark
Age: 7
Defects: has a chelsea grin scar
Disorders: --
Breeds: Hanoverian x Holstein x Thoroughbred x Andalusian x Oldenburg x Trakhener
Height: 17.2hh
Coat: Dappled Steel Gray
Genetics:
Eyes: Blue
Markings: none
Hooves: Steel
Build: Holstein build
Heritage: Grey | Black
Atticus is, to say the very least, a rather odd creature. To the outside he is calm and contained, nothing really phazes him. He acts like a shoulder to cry on, there to help and listen to those who need it. But its not all cherry pie. Hes a backstabber, manipulating equines to get exactly what he wants and if that doesnt work, he'll rip them apart bit by bit. Atticus is incredibly intelligent, he can read any personality like an open book, using that to break down their defenses, worm his way inside before exploding within them and tearing their world apart. He finds his scars as a hindrance, many equines to scared of his past to approach, but they have no idea. Hes not stone cold, but it takes a lot to crack him. Atticus can be arrogant, ignorant, the whole works. He cant stand jumped up males, slutty females and foals, those types never leave his presence in one piece.
Born and raised by humans, Atticus knew little of a wild life. Daily training from the age of three forced him to become one of the world's most feared dressage horses. His paces, movement and fluidity making him fierce competition up until the age of six, where his test was sabotaged at the world equestrian games. The opposition had fitted razor blades to his bit, and when the double bridle was pulled, it ripped his mouth, leaving the stallion with a permanent grin. His days as a competitor were over, leaving him to be a stud stallion, his progeny known for their handsome looks world around. He spent the last year of his tame life at grass, until the yard was burnt down, all the horses either escaping into the wild or being burnt alive within the confines of the timber structure. The stallion made his way through life caring little for those that surrounded him, striking those that needed to be and allowing shelter for those that needed it most.
Andronicus
Gender: xy
Alliance: dark
Age: 3
Defects: none
Disorders: suffers from hallucinations
Breeds: American Saddlebred x Morgan x Irish Draught x Anglo Arabian x Percheron x Shire x Andalusian x Holstien
Height: 16hh
Coat: white sabino (palomino base)
Genetics:
Eyes: amber with slit pupil
Markings: none
Hooves: peach
Build: strong, hanoverian type.
Heritage: Black | Palomino
This is The Surgeon's boy and I would really like it if he could stay as close to his father as possible for a bit longer. 400+ audition[/font]
Lamia
Gender: xx
Alliance: dark
Age: 7
Defects: -
Disorders: schizophrenic sociopath with psychotic tendencies
Breeds: hanoverian x friesian
Height: 16.3hh
Coat: black
Genetics:
Eyes: blue
Markings: snip & 4 white socks
Hooves: striped
Build: hanoverian
Lamia is not your average mare. She is deceitful, greedy and restless. Overall, her persona screams dangerous. She will stop at nothing to get what she wants, be it that apple on the tree or the blood from the innocent. She will have it. Underneath her cold exterior is her problematic mental issue. During the daylight hours, she is settled, her routines set, her exterior charming, almost trying to force a sense of normality upon her own life. At night, she is her true colours, a seductress a murderer and frankly, deranged. Lamia believes she is a demon, a child eater and the serpent of the underworld, but only when night falls does this belief surround her. She consolidates her solitary hours with the imagination and intelligence that bubbles within her, her true friends to be within the shadows. Barb tongued yet elegant in all her mannerisms as well as being incredibly beautiful, Lamia uses all of this to her advantage.
Lamia had always been odd. her mother and father chose a solitary life as the royals of her home land, the herds were scattered and she found herself to be isolated from the world. The black mare was the only one of her color in the herds, and when her family went to visit each herd, she remained behind, ashamed of their daughter's hue. The mother appointed a nurse mare to be her guard in their absence, a percheron matriarch who watched and taught Lamia the meaning of dignity, self respect and elegance. It was in the absence of both her family and her ward, did Lamia discover her true self. She would wander for hours in the valley and the forests...the unseen talking to her, showing her the ways of old. Her parents cottoned on. And soon enough, she was deemed insane. It was a shame really, an unfortunate coincidence, that her mother had tumbled off the cliffs and her father had shattered his pelvis in the caverns of their home and bled out. Yet, Lamia was deemed insane once again, she told her ward of the horrors in the forests, only to be brushed aside. Deciding her options, the black temptress chose freedom, vowing never to return to the forest again...but the shadows were persistent in their torment and followed her, appearing only at night to deduct her of her sanity.
300+ audition
Gender: xx
Alliance: dark
Age: 7
Defects: scars on her forelegs, sharpened incisors
Disorders: --
Breeds: thoroughbred x hanoverian x andalusian x lustiano
Height: 17hh
Coat: chestnut with pearl dilute
Genetics:
Eyes: sea blue
Markings: thin blaze
Hooves: peach
Build: andalusian
Heritage: origin
oublié is a troubled soul, she trusts no one and is if not more wary of herself than others. She believes herself to be dangerous to other people, pushing them away to prevent any damage to befall either of them. Oublié gets irritated quickly and when someone enters her space or decides to push a subject, she will lash out, severely so, usually to the point she enters a blind rage and death is usally fast after this bomb has been set off. Oublié is not afraid of death, infact, she relishes it, yet she does not pursue it like many other darks. Despite her wariness of the world, she holds no concience, in fact, there is little she cares or worries about, either than herself. Oublié has not been taught any positive emotions, she does not know what love is, let alone attraction in all of its forms. Happiness to her is neutrality, nothing affects her in a positive way. She is quick witted and will happily fire out comebacks if the situation arises
Before: Oublié was born into what could only be described as test tube. A white washed room with bars. Lots of bars. The first few months of her incarceration were spent along side her damn, a fiery chetchut who lashed out any who dare to touch her baby. However, 6 months later, Oublie was awoken to find her mother gone, her world turned around now. She was subjected to trials, her breeding picked out from the highest quality horse from each corner of the globe, her aim in life to be the ultimate war machine. She was subdued to harsh testing, metal plates inserted down the front of her fore legs, jagged spikes lining the front. She was injected before each training session with proteins to increase her muscle mass, increase her strength, speed, and stamina. Oublie was pushed to her limits every time, always being asked for more and never recieving thanks. She was soured by the test room men, constantly beaten to turn her into a hate fuelled gladiator. They filed her teeth into painful points that cut into her lips and gums, eating became painful, another way to flip her mentally. Gradually she was reduced to what she had been intended to be, an undeafeatable war machine.
It was only when they took her out into the open, did they realize their mistake. Oublie broke free, a few lives lost as men got in her way with ropes and chains yet she broke free, persevering into the wild as she thundered on, nothing standing in her way. Horses avoided her, the metal that lined her was to much for them to cope with. It was only after the avoidance she endured from other equines, she found a way to remove the plating from her body. Pain and eventually infection set in, chronic lameness made her vulnerable and angrier further at the world until she regained full use of her legs.
Atticus
Gender: xy
Alliance: dark
Age: 7
Defects: has a chelsea grin scar
Disorders: --
Breeds: Hanoverian x Holstein x Thoroughbred x Andalusian x Oldenburg x Trakhener
Height: 17.2hh
Coat: Dappled Steel Gray
Genetics:
Eyes: Blue
Markings: none
Hooves: Steel
Build: Holstein build
Heritage: Grey | Black
Atticus is, to say the very least, a rather odd creature. To the outside he is calm and contained, nothing really phazes him. He acts like a shoulder to cry on, there to help and listen to those who need it. But its not all cherry pie. Hes a backstabber, manipulating equines to get exactly what he wants and if that doesnt work, he'll rip them apart bit by bit. Atticus is incredibly intelligent, he can read any personality like an open book, using that to break down their defenses, worm his way inside before exploding within them and tearing their world apart. He finds his scars as a hindrance, many equines to scared of his past to approach, but they have no idea. Hes not stone cold, but it takes a lot to crack him. Atticus can be arrogant, ignorant, the whole works. He cant stand jumped up males, slutty females and foals, those types never leave his presence in one piece.
Born and raised by humans, Atticus knew little of a wild life. Daily training from the age of three forced him to become one of the world's most feared dressage horses. His paces, movement and fluidity making him fierce competition up until the age of six, where his test was sabotaged at the world equestrian games. The opposition had fitted razor blades to his bit, and when the double bridle was pulled, it ripped his mouth, leaving the stallion with a permanent grin. His days as a competitor were over, leaving him to be a stud stallion, his progeny known for their handsome looks world around. He spent the last year of his tame life at grass, until the yard was burnt down, all the horses either escaping into the wild or being burnt alive within the confines of the timber structure. The stallion made his way through life caring little for those that surrounded him, striking those that needed to be and allowing shelter for those that needed it most.
Andronicus
Gender: xy
Alliance: dark
Age: 3
Defects: none
Disorders: suffers from hallucinations
Breeds: American Saddlebred x Morgan x Irish Draught x Anglo Arabian x Percheron x Shire x Andalusian x Holstien
Height: 16hh
Coat: white sabino (palomino base)
Genetics:
Eyes: amber with slit pupil
Markings: none
Hooves: peach
Build: strong, hanoverian type.
Heritage: Black | Palomino
This is The Surgeon's boy and I would really like it if he could stay as close to his father as possible for a bit longer. 400+ audition