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Post by xyroca on Jan 16, 2013 0:13:46 GMT -5
Well, hello there! I'm Xyroca, as most of you know. But I will also respond to Xy, Roca and Fuzzy. ^-^ I have been roleplaying for about ten years now. Yeah, I know...I should've grown out of it by this point! Lol, but I can't help it. I've known Scrimpy for most of that time, as we've followed each other from rp site to rp site.
Now, on to the victims I rp!
-Beautiful Disaster -Stuller -Jareth -Panzram -Deliria
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Post by xyroca on Jan 16, 2013 0:19:36 GMT -5
Stuller Nicknames: None Gender: Mare Age: 8 years Birth Season: Spring Birth Place: Aeon
Breed: Aeonian Height: 15.3 hands Appearance: Stuller has the build of a Spanish horse, like an andalusian. She has lean legs and a thick neck, with attractive feminine curves. Her coat is a clean ivory splashed with teal on her chest that leads up to her crown and covers her dial. A thick white blaze breaks up the teal and covers her muzzle. The teal splotches continue on her back as well as on her left flank and down to her underbelly. Stuller’s tresses are ivory with a few scattered, small braids behind her ears, above her withers and a couple in her tail. Occasionally, she fancies colorful feathers in braids. Her forelock is long and covers her clouded gaze. Were she not blind, Stuller’s gaze would be a warm dark brown. Her hooves are a couple tones darker than the teal splashes on her body.
Magic Class: Resurrection (Level One) Strengths: Kind. Concerned for others. Loyal. Calm. Even-tempered in high stress situations. Heightened hearing and sense of smell. Weaknesses: Completely blind. Overly trusting. Worries about others more than herself. Weak Fighter. Vulnerable. Pushover. Personality: Stuller has a generally sweet disposition, it takes a lot to get this mare riled up. At times, she is prone to be over trusting of others around her. She believes that almost everyone has good intentions, and has a hard time recognizing those that do not. Thankfully, it hasn’t gotten her into trouble…Yet.
Stuller is relatively dependent on others, mostly for her safety. There is not a fighting bone in her body, unless it came to protecting a child, even it is not her own. She’ll put herself between a raptor and a foal without a second thought. Otherwise, her mothering instincts can do nothing to protect herself against predators. Stuller has a stronger desire to help others than to help herself, to a point where she will fuss and worry over an ill companion so much she will forget to eat and take care of herself. A combination of strong mothering instincts and an even temperament in stressful situations makes her a great caregiver, especially as she progresses her skills with resurrection magic. This is how she tries to make up for her dependency on others.
Dam: Astria Sire: Cyber Past Ranks: Rogue Past Herds: N/A History: Stuller is what you may call a miracle baby, others call it witchcraft. Long before Stuller was born, her parents tried to conceive for years to no avail. Out of desperation to start a family of their own, they visited a witch doctor. The witch doctor told Astria, Stuller’s mother, that she was infertile. However, the witch doctor believed that he could give the couple something to help them conceive, but it had never been used before and may have side effects. Astria accepted the consequences and ate the strange concoction that the witch doctor gave to her. Several months later, it was evident that the potion worked, with Astria’s belly swollen with her pregnancy.
When Stuller was born, the joyful parents were pleased to see that the only noticeable side effect was that the filly was born completely blind. Because Stuller was their miracle child, her parents were extremely protective of her and gave her a sheltered life. She lived this happy, sheltered life until she was four and a half years old when her mother passed away from old age. By this time, Stuller was curious about the world she lived in but never really knew. Saying her proper goodbyes to her father, Stuller set off to see the world. (Figuratively, of course)
Stuller didn’t get very far on her own when she came across a yearling colt by the name Jareth. Somehow, he had become separated from his clan, Selisona. He spoke of how wonderous the clan was, and this sparked interest for Stuller. She offered (more like insisted, she couldn’t just leave him alone!) to take care of him if he would be her eyes. She instantly took to the role of a mother figure, and the pair stayed together until Jareth turned three years old. Up until he left, Jareth called Stuller, “Ma”. When Jareth left, Stuller made it a point to find his old birth herd, Selisona.
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Post by xyroca on Jan 16, 2013 0:24:57 GMT -5
Beautiful Disaster Nicknames: Tempest, Disaster, Lady Disa, BD, Dizzy (to a VERY FEW) Gender: Mare Age: Currently 10 years of age, however she appears to be younger. Birth Season: Winter Birth Place: Aeon, to a rogue father and a banished mare of Gascti. (Both of which were brought in through the Rift)
Breed: Friesian x Percheron x Thoroughbred Height: 16 hands at the withers. Appearance: - Although of mixed blood, you would hardly be able to guess that Disaster was of anything other than Friesian blood when looking at her Baroque frame. The name 'Beautiful' was not just given to this mare by chance either, for she wears it well. Elegant feminine curves mask her powerful muscles on her relatively short frame, giving her a misleadingly fragile appearance. But there are indeed powerful muscles and a sturdy bone structure underneath her purple roan coat. - She appears very young for her actual age. While she is, in fact, eight years old her looks will prove to be very deceiving and make her look like a barely of age four year old. Her youthful appearance makes many think very little of her knowledge and wisdom, and she is often scoffed at by those who hear of her desire to become a Chief. - Disaster was born as a solid black filly, and was thought to remain black for the rest of her life. However, around the age of three she began to roan out. Unlike most other roans, she does not have a single white hair marking her coat. Instead, her roaning is actually a deep purple, perfect for helping her blend into her nighttime surroundings. During the daylight, it is easier to see the purple standing out against her solid black crown and the ebony that fades into purple above her knees. In the sunlight you can also see the stripes that go across her rump from flank to flank. -Her mane and tail are both pitch black, long and spiraled/wavy. In humid weather her tendrils will tighten up into spirals. In dry weather, her mane and tail will remain in loose waves. The mane that grows from her graceful curved boa reaches down nearly to her chest, and would quite possibly be longer if she didn't snag it on anything. Her tail, while still long, hangs just about a foot off the ground. -Her eyes are a brilliant golden hazel. -Sprouting from her forehead is a spiraled pearl-like horn. Thick at it base, it twists up until it's about 8 inches from her crown into a sharp tip. The horn is still growing, though painfully slow. This often gives Disaster headaches. Though still short now, there is no telling how long or thick her horn will be in old age. The horn is relatively fragile, though Disaster has no problems risking to break it in a fight. -The hooves hidden beneath her long ebony feathering appear to be made of the same material her horn is made of, glistening with the same pearly tones. However, her hooves are much stronger than her horn, nearly like diamonds, making them her best weapon. - Very large feathered wings extend from her shoulders. The long feathers are rich ebony in color. The wings are powerful enough to lift her into the air and soar, yet she rarely ever does for fun or travel. She prefers to keep her feet on the ground unless seeking time alone to think or to dodge an attack. -A birthmark that looks like a scar in a crescent shape is hidden beneath her withers on the nape of her neck. She is slightly embarrassed of the flaw after being made fun of it as a filly. Older horses would tease her, claiming that her mother must've scruffed her all the time, picking Disaster up with her teeth and flinging her around.
Magic Class: Foresight (Level 3) & Psionics (Level 3) Strengths: - Beauty. It's true that few would think of this as a strength, yet Disaster has found ways to use it to her every advantage. Her appearance has proven itself to be quite useful in getting what she wants. Whether it's some harmless flirting with stallions or playing the weak and innocent damsel in distress, Disaster uses it to her advantage. - Intelligent. Don't take her youthful appearance for granted, this mare is in fact wise beyond her years. As a filly, she was told that she had an old soul, something that Disaster never fully understood. She tends to analyze all situations while planning her next move, always striving to put her needs first. Yet she's intelligent enough to admit when the benefits of others will also benefit her. - Manipulative. A conniving little bitch, Disaster will smile so innocently at you while about to push you off a cliff, all the while making it seem like you were the one at fault and that she was the victim. Her silver tongue can put you in a tight spot. - Loyal. When you have earned Disaster's respect and loyalty (a difficult task indeed), you will have an ally for life. Disaster will come to aid anyone she trusts and respects, defending them till the death. Should she care about you in any way, you only need to call her name and she will be there for you. Be careful though, if you're abusive of her loyalty and trust, she will turn on you in a split second. - Persistent. Once she's set her mind to something, there is very little that will deter her. While somewhat strong, she is obviously not the most powerful or quickest thing in all of Aeon. However, you better think before getting into a tussle with this mare. It's not her strength that will win the battle, it's her persistence and intelligence. She'd rather die before admitting defeat.
Weaknesses: - Youthful Appearance. Very few can take a mare that looks barely of age seriously, especially when it comes to her leadership skills. - Untrusting. No one is quite sure why, but Disaster has a very difficult time trusting others. Stallions receive the worst of it, as she is more likely to ease up to mares more quickly. Some rumor it has to do with her sire not being around much as a filly, others believe it's deeper than that. - Emotionally unstable. At times at least. Her persistence and loyalty can get to the better of her, especially if someone she trusts and respects turns on her. When this happens, she can still pretend to be quite strong to others, when in reality she will shut everyone out like a clam or blow up on them for no apparent reason. - Extremely possessive/protective. Once she deems you as hers...Well, that's it. Should she become a mother she would be very protective of her child, refusing to let him or her out of her sight and trying to shield them from all the problems of the world. All the while she wouldn't realize this would actually endanger the child, and she would become their biggest threat, especially if they didn't listen to her. And with potential lovers, well. Be warned of her jealousy. She is extremely jealous of mares who take interest in the stallions that she wants, and will pick fights with them and put you in the doghouse for it. Her problems with jealousy and possessiveness also lead to her difficulty in trusting. She fears abandonment.
Personality: What? Have you not learned enough of this mare already? No? Well, alright then..Let's pull out the psychological therapist's report.
Now, you've already gathered some of her personality. On top of her strengths and weaknesses, Disaster is also a rather cynical mare. She's the kind of mare who can hold a grudge for a lifetime, once you've done her wrong, she will never forget it. She's very hard to forgive, but will never forget. Disaster is also prone to getting depressed because of how difficult it is for her to let things go. She often likes her solitude, enjoying time to herself to think. She loves the night, and will often travel alone exploring and at times spy on others. She dreams of learning her magical skill soon, yet is completely unsure of what it will be. Once she learns her power, she intends to use it as a bargaining chip to get what she wants by helping others.
Disaster is also a bit of a perfectionist, which coincides with her being a little vain at times. She loves to get her way and will settle for nothing less. She's not necessarily power hungry, she's just the kind of mare that knows what she wants and sets to achieve it. Her flirtatious actions are bound to lead her to trouble someday, and doesn't help that sometimes she will get overly attached to someone.
Dam: Trianna Velour Sire: Black Diamond Past Ranks: Foal of Gascti. Past Herds: Gascti. History:
Before Aeon, Beautiful Disaster, born as "Tempest" here, is the reincarnated soul of the same namesake of Withering Tales. As many equines knew, she was the mate to Vladimir Dracula and they had a rocky relationship, especially when Vlad's mind started to go. By the time Vladimir Dracula passed away, Beautiful Disaster had begun to wonder what had become of an old flame of hers, Broken Devotion aka Omen. At the age of seventeen, Disaster set off to try and find him after Vlad had passed away. During her travels, she was pulled into the Rift. In her fragile old age, she did not survive the travel into Aeon. Her soul did not perish though, and in fact, somehow her soul was transferred to the body of a foal being born in Aeon at the same time.
First Year Beautiful Disaster was actually born under the name "Tempest" in the Gascti Herd. Others often rumored her mother was mentally insane, and too unstable to be able to raise a child. During her first year of life, Tempest was often teased and picked on for being the daughter of the mare who talked to herself and seemingly screamed at others for no reason. She didn't really see much of her father, as the rogue stallion high-tailed it out of there after checking on Tempest maybe once every couple of months. Eventually, Tempest's mother discovered the power of Necromancy. This only pushed her insanity further, and eventually she became power hungry and believed that the Gascti clan wasn't good enough. Being at such an impressionable age, Tempest also began to believe that the Gascti clan wasn't good enough.
Second Year - Tempest and her mother were banished from the Gascti clain. Typically an innocent filly would not be subjected to such punishment, yet at the time it was believed that she needed her mother more than anything. It was during this year that Tempest discovered that she enjoyed the rather nomadic life. She enjoyed her solitude and would wander away from her mother at night to avoid listening to her mother's strange rants.
Third Year Tempest and her mother came across a nomadic elder mare, one who had the power of foresight. The old mare read the pair's history, and told them that Tempest had an old soul. Tempest never really understood this, but the wise old mare simply smiled and told her that she was a Beautiful Disaster. Something about the name stuck with Tempest, and soon she began calling herself by that name. She would only respond to Tempest if it was her mother talking to her.
Fourth Year Disaster's mother passed away. Disaster began to live her own rogue life. After learning of how her beauty attracted attention, she began to use it to her advantage to lure stallions in. Perhaps it's because of "daddy" issues, or perhaps it's something deeper than that, but Disaster would get a stallion to wrap around her hooves and teach her an important skill (usually fighting), before drop kicking them or using their skill against them.
Fifth Year Disaster made her first murderous kill, when a stallion that she had claimed as her own left her before she was ready to be done with him. Her jealous temper took over, and she went after what the stallion desired most, a pretty little Arabian mare that he left Disaster for. She timed it perfectly, so that he would witness the mare's lifeless body beneath Disaster's hooves and stretched out wings. With that, Disaster was not finished, she got into a scuffle with the stallion and left him with a long scar across his chest. Disaster flew away, refusing to kill the stallion and leaving him to suffer with his misery. It was this moment when Disaster realized she wanted to take on much larger endeavors.
Sixth Year to Current Nothing of major significance happened, other than setting her sights to become a clan chief. Disaster attempted to return to Gascti, yet was turned away. With that, she changed her motives towards obtaining Loxacin. Many turn her away, laughing at her desires to become chief for several reasons. What kind of possible chief would such a petite mare be, when there are brutes that could crush her in a millisecond? This is where Disaster uses her intelligence to her advantage, despite the fact that many doubt her. Too many believe she is younger than she actually is, and more take her intelligence and common sense for granted.
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Post by xyroca on Jan 18, 2013 20:48:49 GMT -5
Jareth Nicknames: None Gender: Male Age: 4 years Birth Season: Spring. Birth Place:Selisona - Aeon
Breed: Rocky Mountain Horse Height: 16 hands Appearance: Jareth is fairly tall for a Rocky Mountain horse with long lean legs. His coat is a deep, dark, warm chocolate color with a sharply contrasting flaxen mane and tail. His coloring would be highly sought after for his breed on Earth, and would have become a stud horse. His long mane and tail are flaxen blonde, bleached white in the hot summer months. Hidden underneath his forelock is a medium sized star that stretches down his muzzle in a small strip. On his front right leg and rear left leg are two short ivory socks. The only abnormal thing about his appearance are his bold, blue eyes.
Magic Class: None. Strengths: Friendly. Outgoing. Fun-loving. Humorous. Quick-witted. Weaknesses: Irresponsible. Naïve. Arrogant at times (really, what young male isn’t?). Stubborn. Poor fighter (more of a lover). Personality: Jareth has the kind of personality where he lives in the moment, taking advantage of every opportunity given to him. However, he is not always responsible with his opportunities and his youthful arrogance sometimes gets in the way as well. Like every young male torn between the ages of colt and stallion, he loves to have his eyes on a pretty filly or two. The young stud is full of confidence around fillies, and if he’s ever shot down he just gets back up and moves on to the next lass.
He’s not a total ass though, for he never intends to hurt anyone. Being practically raised by a blind mare, he is not much of a fighter and avoids conflict as much as possible. Jareth genuinely means well with others and loves to help out, he’s just at that age where he’s looking to have a good time.
Dam: Chocolate Sundown Sire: Unknown Past Ranks: Colt of Selisona, Rogue Past Herds: Selisona History: Jareth’s mother was a broodmare for a Rocky Mountain Horse ranch on earth. When she was being transported shortly after breeding, her trailer crashed on a long stretch of highway. Somehow the vixen survived, and she clambered out of her trailer and wandered until she was pulled through the Rift. Selisona took the mare in, and Jareth was born as a colt of Selisona. Although his mother was ‘touched’ during her Rift experience, the only unusual thing about Jareth was his bright blue eyes.
Jareth lived in Selisona until he was a yearling. At that age, a massive storm approached when he was out playing with other colts, and disoriented the colt’s sense of direction. Becoming separated from his clan and lost, he wandered on his own until he was found by a blind mare known as Stuller. She refused to let him wander off on his own, and insisted that she travel with him to help him find his clan. Almost reluctantly, the colt agreed. The pair never returned to Selisona though, and Jareth became used to being Stuller’s eyes. They took care of each other much like a family would, and eventually Jareth looked to Stuller as his ‘other’ mother, even calling her ‘Ma’. (He always called his birth mom, ‘Mom.’ He felt guilty if he ever called Stuller ‘Mom.’) When Jareth reached three years old, he felt like it was time for him to roam Aeon like other young bachelor colts and said his goodbyes to Stuller. However, he’s decided that he should at least help Stuller find Selisona first and has started looking for her once more.
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Post by xyroca on Mar 13, 2013 0:20:55 GMT -5
Panzram Nicknames: Master, Panzy (Although you will be walking on THIN ice to call him this!) Gender: Stallion Age: 8 years Birth Season:Winter Birth Place: North America
Breed: Oldenburg x Appaloosa Height: 17 hands Appearance: Panzram is devilishly handsome in his unique yet natural appearance. Untouched by the rift, his coat is a dusty bay sprinkled with roaning throughout his body. Covering his rump and extending over his back is an ivory appaloosa blanket that blends into the roaning until it fades into the bay. Dark brown (nearly black in appearance) spots dot the blanket and occasionally dot his bay haunches and shoulders. Tall white stockings cover every leg up to his black point knees. His messy black mane is relatively short to many horses of Aeon, matching the length of his forelock. His tassle is snowy white, without a single black hair marring the ivory. His eyes are a rich dark brown and his hooves are tan.
Magic Class: Non-magical Strengths:Possessive. Determined. Strong-willed. Protective of his children, specifically his fillies. Intelligent to know when to pick his fights. Hiding his weaknesses. Weaknesses: Abusive. Short tempered. Hates other stallions, is honestly afraid of them due to his past. Untrusting. Becoming attached to Morphine. Self-centered. Scared of the ‘mutants’. Easily made jealous. Personality: Panzram is loosely based off of a real life serial killer, Carl Panzram. He is believed to be emotionaless, self centered and does anything to get what he wants. He despises stallions due to his past, and will banish (if not attempt to kill) any stallion trespassers in his lands or speaking with his mares. He is wise about the fights he picks, knowing that he cannot take on anything and everything. However, he will do anything to protect his mares and home.
Panzram can have one hell of a temper at times, and will not settle for any kind of disputes within his herd. Any to oppose his laws or wishes will receive a beating and possible banishment. Many believe that he is not capable of true emotions, but is skilled at feigning emotion. He loves one night stands, as any typical dark stallion would, and is not against using force against mares. Though he doesn’t try to get into fights, especially if he thinks he will lose, be careful if you pick one with him. When his stubborn mind has been made up that he should fight, Panzram would rather fight to the death. This is not because of him trying to be an amazing fighter, but because he has too much damn pride to admit defeat and would rather face death than to be humiliated and cave in to others.
Dam: Echo Sire:Rhoade Past Ranks: Rogue, King Past Herds: Srotigus Pit History: Panzram was born to a small herd lead by his ruthless father. As a colt, Panzram was abused by his father and brothers. Whether they were half or full. Fearful of his father’s wrath, his mother never attempted to protect him, leading to Panzram’s belief that mares were worthless for anything but being claimed as trophies and resenting his mother. When he became a yearling, Panzram ran away from his herd and joined a bachelor gang of older colts who agreed that he could live with them. The colts used Panzram as their personal punching bag as sparring practice, forcing Panzram to learn how to defend himself to the best of his ability. About a year or so later, Panzram had enough of his history of abuse and spent months planning his revenge and escape. During a sparring session with a bachelor stallion, the others cheering on the bachelor as he pummeled Panzram, Panzram suddenly turned against him and the practice fight turned bloody.
The two young studs clashed viciously against one another, both refusing to give in. Panzram only stopped when his opponent fell to the ground, the other bachelors staring wide-eyed at their fallen companion. Before they could gather their thoughts, Panzram had already fled the scene. But this was only just the beginning of his murderous spree, and as he grew older he hunted down the bachelors one by one. His last chosen victim was his father, however, by the time he had returned to his old herd, he found his father had already died of old age. From there, Panzram lived as a rogue, killing and having one night stands wherever he went. Upon finding Withering Tales, Panzram claimed the Srotigus Pit with a mare named Casino Royale, keeping her as his pet. Protecting his home and growing herd from anything and everything that dared threaten them, Panzram was soon creating a name for himself as he stalked the shadows. On a trip to round up more mares, the stallion found a gorgeous and ghostly mare by the name of Morphine, after interrupting her game of hunting down another stallion. After just a few hours with the mare, Panzram had already mentally claimed Morphine as his own, sealing the deal by murdering a stallion named Psycho with help from Morphine. Taking her back to the pit, Panzram began to set a series of challenges for Morphine (although she surely did not realize it, as it was all little tests that only Panzram knew about). Truth was, the Master of the Pit was planning to promote his Mistress, the Queen of the Pit. Before he had a chance, Morphine disappeared without a trace. Figuring that she must have learned about his challenges, Panzram set off after her in an angry rage for her abandoning his home. After all, how dare she leave him?! He owned her! Leaving the pit to hunt her down, he tracked his little phantom by her scent and the tell-tales signs of her murderous sprees. By stalking her, spying on her until the opportune moment, Panzram followed her right into the Rift of Aeon. Since his arrival, he has been on wild goose chase to find Morphine and avoid all the ‘mutants’.
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Post by xyroca on May 27, 2013 15:10:55 GMT -5
Deliria Nicknames: Lira, Ria, Del Gender: Female Age: Newborn Birth Season: Greenstime Birth Place: Aeon
Breed: Andalusian x Appaloosa x Oldenburg Height: Will be fully grown at 15.1 hands Appearance: Her fuzzy newborn coat is very similar to her father's with a deep bay base. She is a near-leopard appaloosa. Her crown is solid bay, as is her chest, belly, and legs with black stockings. Starting behind her ears, down the top of her neck, across her back and rump is a bay spotted, white appaloosa blanket. The blanket fades in speckles when it reaches her lower part of her body. It looks similar to a mare who has been standing still in the falling snow, then someone speckled the snow with bay spots. Her mane is a streaked ebony and ivory, her tail is what some call a 'skunk' tail. Mostly black, but the base of her tail starts off white, then fades away. Her andalusian heritage is most prominent in her thick, arched boa. Her frame is otherwise delicate, and fragile. Although she was born healthy, she is still considerably petite due to being a twin. At last, she views the world with dark, charcoal eyes.
Magic Class: None Strengths: Manipulative, intelligent (usually), flirtatious when she's older Weaknesses: Not physically strong. Spastic, possessive, jealous, despises not getting her way or being told 'no'. Personality: Deliria is a strange little filly who shows characteristics of both her parents, however she is definitely an individual all her own. Like her father, she is incredibly possesive, and will be most possessive of her twin brother. Should any filly develop a crush on her twin, have fear. Deliria will do whatever she can to keep her at bay and keep her brother to herself, even resulting to manipulation or physical harm.
Perhaps she'll grow out of it, but while growing up, deliria will not seem all there in the mind. Showing signs of Hypomania, she will have moments of intense emotion with many ideas (some brilliant, some terrible) rushing through her mind that she cannot help but speak aloud. She will feel self entitled, mostly due to her father, and although she will view herself as better than the 'mutants' her father hates so much, she does not harbor any ill feelings towards them. Rather, she sees intense potential with them and their magical abilities and wants to use them for her own gain.
When she is older Deliria will become flirtatious like her mother, preferring to walk along a dangerous line. She will also develop a passion for 'games' much like what her parents would play. However, these often sadistic mental games will not be something she can play alone, as she is far weaker than either of her parents. She will more than likely form a bond with someone with fighting skills or physical strength to team up with her to play these dark games.
Dam: Morphine Sire: Panzram Past Ranks: None Past Herds: None History: Born to Panzram and Morphine. Too young for anything else
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Post by xyroca on Jul 15, 2013 19:39:45 GMT -5
Myandrie Nicknames: Mya (My-ah) Gender: Female. Age: 5 years. Birth Season: Stormscome. Birth Place: Earth - Arizona.
Breed: Arabian. Height: 15.2 hands Appearance: Mya originally walked on earth as a beautiful dappled bay Arabian, however her appearance was changed through the Rift. Her base color changed to a deep, emerald green. She still has the dapples remnant of her life on Earth, as well as the white socks on her right legs. She is sooty in color, so the top of her arched boa, down her shoulders and splotches on her legs are darker than the rest of her body. Her legs are a midnight black, fading to the green of her body. Across her back from the base of her tail to her midback is a strange blanket marking that formed in the rift. From the side it looks like a black and silver striped triangle, however if you were to look down on her back, it’s as though someone place a small, square, black and silver symmetrical blanket diagonally on her flank.
Complementing her strange blanket is a nonsymmetrical mask-like marking across her face. A silver base that is topped with sharp, ebony markings that cover her chin. A silver stare that leads to a crooked blaze breaks the black markings and crosses over her right nostril. Her tresses are solid black, not a single white hair disturbs her fairly short mane or tail. Eyes that were once deep brown have now lightened to a golden yellow. Picture reference: o.aolcdn.com/hss/storage/fss/9e4491359a0f8946d8345aac66d24f8e/Mya.JPG
Magic Class: Elemental – Plant Level one: Speed up the growth of plants that are already existing/alive. Level two: Start the growth of plants from nothing. (ie, no seed needed) Level three: Can control the growth of plants completely. Can use tree branches to snap against opponents. Level four: Can use vines like ropes to ensnare enemies or like a whip. Becomes immune to typically ‘poisonous’ plants, such as poison ivy. Level five: Can instantly grow plants to full maturity, using them as shields (such as trees, poisonous plants or thorn bushes) Level six: Can now throw razor sharp leaves or thorns through the air as a weapon. Can bend trees to her will to create shelter or cages.
Strengths: Friendly to almost everyone. Talkative. Takes initiative. Attractive. Open to trying new things. Weaknesses: Can’t fight at all. Physically weak. Afraid that everything is, in fact, real. Stubborn. Cannot separate fantasy from reality. Personality: Mya does not realize or fully understand that everything around her truly is happening, she is stuck thinking she is in a wild dream and that one day she will wake up in a stall with her best friend Tabby again. This causes her to not accept the fact that her actions have consequences, and it will lead her into a lot of trouble someday. There is probably a fair chance that Mya will never comprehend her new life until she actually experiences another trauma or some sort of extreme emotion or pain. This has helped her in some aspects though, for example she is much more out going nowadays. She used to be the last to speak in a crowd, though the belief that she is in a dream has given her the courage to do whatever she wants whenever she wants. Mya is also not very loyal, having never really seen ‘loyalty’ except with her best friend in the past. Hopefully, someone can show her what it means to actually spend time with someone for longer than a day and to remain loyal even when they aren’t around.
Dam: Reveria Sire: Cyanotype Past Ranks:None Past Herds: None. History: Mya’s history starts out as nothing special or out of the ordinary. She was born to two top of the line Arabian show horses, destined to become a show horse herself. She never knew anything of wild life, never even knew her father, just her mother and a handful of other broodmares. From show to show since she was a yearling, she met many different horses, yet was never able to truly form friendships or relationships, as they were never around for very long. Her closest friend was a fellow filly from her own farm, a pretty little grey Arabian nicknamed Tabby that was often shown with her. On the long hours on their shared trailer, they would stay up talking about the horses they met that day or where they thought they were going next, or what they would do if they didn’t have to be stuck on the road showing all the time. That was where the conversation led the most, dreaming of escaping their lifestyles to see what it would be like to explore the world together, fall in love, start a family by their own choice.
For years these conversations went on, though they never really thought that they would ever get the ability to actually see these dreams happen. Not until they went to a show where a new, young boy had volunteered to help out. Poor boy, hardly had a clue what he was doing, and was often forgetful. Mya wasn’t typically one to bolt, but when the young boy forgot to properly lock the trailer when preparing to leave, Tabby managed to push the door open just before the trailer began to move. With some persistent urging from Tabby, Mya followed her best friend and leapt off the truck, rushing as far as they could away from the humans. She felt a pang of guilt, but neither filly looked back. Rushing across a street, dodging vehicles and people alike, the young mares ended up separated somehow. Just when Mya was having second thoughts and considering turning around, a strange swirl of colors appeared in the air before her. Stretching her nose out with curiosity, Mya was sucked into the Rift with a violent change.
Awakening in Aeon, Mya now does not believe anything around her or about her is real. Traumatized by the rough journey through the rift, losing her best friend and being completely separated from the only world she know, Mya now believes that everything is a dream…
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