Post by maelona on May 9, 2007 13:15:25 GMT -5
Name-Maelona
Age-Five Years
Breed-Quarter Horse X Mustang
Gender-Mare
Colour-B/W Paint
Markings-One completely white ear and the other black, also black splotches everywhere.
Allignment- Light
Temperament- Kind & Gentle, But has a flaming anger when ticked off(does not happen often)
Personality- Very nice, not the most social mare but after she gets to know someone she is very kind and polite.
Role Play sample-(note this is not a post for maelona, it's one of mine from another rpg)
A maniac of a physcopath was on the loose. He would strike and thin air, he would gallop to a cliff and see how far he could go before practically slipping of the edge, and he would raise any bet with the looser reaching death.
Who was such a beast? Was it true one like this actually walked the earth? Aye, it is so and he his calling is Russian Roulette. He was cursed the calling at birth by a jackel, as legend holds. None know the truths of the blood splattered brute and it is clear to see how the myths came to be. He was just...INSANE!
One would think he was possessed by the devil himself. Alone in a field he would stand grazing upon the lush foliage about his daggers. As sudden as a bullet shot to the skull he would scream a blood curtling cry and lash out upon the air.
Eyes of hell would roll and scarlet teeth would bare. Horn like ears pin to his head as locks of mane lash to and fro upon his neck.
But as abrupt as his attack began he'd quiet and resume grazing as if nothing had ever happened. Did he know he had these outburts or was it the demon within him trying to break free...god speed to any that comes in contact with the stallion called Russian Roulette.
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Age-Five Years
Breed-Quarter Horse X Mustang
Gender-Mare
Colour-B/W Paint
Markings-One completely white ear and the other black, also black splotches everywhere.
Allignment- Light
Temperament- Kind & Gentle, But has a flaming anger when ticked off(does not happen often)
Personality- Very nice, not the most social mare but after she gets to know someone she is very kind and polite.
Role Play sample-(note this is not a post for maelona, it's one of mine from another rpg)
A maniac of a physcopath was on the loose. He would strike and thin air, he would gallop to a cliff and see how far he could go before practically slipping of the edge, and he would raise any bet with the looser reaching death.
Who was such a beast? Was it true one like this actually walked the earth? Aye, it is so and he his calling is Russian Roulette. He was cursed the calling at birth by a jackel, as legend holds. None know the truths of the blood splattered brute and it is clear to see how the myths came to be. He was just...INSANE!
One would think he was possessed by the devil himself. Alone in a field he would stand grazing upon the lush foliage about his daggers. As sudden as a bullet shot to the skull he would scream a blood curtling cry and lash out upon the air.
Eyes of hell would roll and scarlet teeth would bare. Horn like ears pin to his head as locks of mane lash to and fro upon his neck.
But as abrupt as his attack began he'd quiet and resume grazing as if nothing had ever happened. Did he know he had these outburts or was it the demon within him trying to break free...god speed to any that comes in contact with the stallion called Russian Roulette.
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