Post by ~Devils Reject~ on Dec 8, 2005 19:13:25 GMT -5
Calling:Devils Reject
Nickname: Devil (I have to think of one..)
Gender: Mare
Era: Seven
Path:Darkness
Color:Black
Breed:Friesian
Height:15'2
Personality: Well...She can be extremely rude,or nice. Not extremely nice. Just,nice I guess. Whatch your back,she /is/ the Devils Reject. I guess,the more you know her,the more you'll find out.(If you need me to type more,yeah,okay just tell me. ^__^)
History: Well,brief over feiw for now I guess.
When she was born,she wasn't exactly the most amazing you've seen. She was more of a little black...fur blob. She was short,very short. She had no legs,she was all..fur you could say. Until she was about five months,she stayed like that. She grew some form of legs. Her fur grew out,so it was slick. Indeed,she was now different. She had a more defined bod,head,legs,muscles. Her sire and dam had taken care of her,ti'l she was strong enough to take care of things herself,which was at age one. Okay,so is this boring you yet? Well,lets see. After she left the herd for her own life. She grew to her full height. At age four. ((I know,they stop growing at five..>.<)) Now,she stood at 15'3. She had found a herd,a nice one. Well,nice for dark herds atleast. She was just,a mare in the herd,no special title,only a play toy I guess you could say. After the herd had been killed by those disastourus two legged,she set off. Finnaly,reaching the Island.
Password from the rules: M y r o t t i n g s o u l
Sample post: (You hate me don't you..)
Crunch,crunch,crunch,snap,snap,SNAP! Was the sound coming from the woods. What exactly would dwell in the woods..For no obvious reason? Well,there really wasn't a reason I suppose. Crunch,snap,silence. The animal,the black mysterious figure stood staring out towards the lands. Unshod hoove pawed at the ground,making quite a racket by moving the decomposed leaves,or newly fallen leaves about. Ebonite vixen shook her head,sending the black tangled mess of a forelock being thrown infront of her eyes. Small grunt escaped her. Now being disabled from seeing,she must use her other four sences. Smelling,feeling,hearing, and touch. A loud snort escaped her now flared nares. She flicked her tangled mess of a tail,random leaves,or small twigs were tangled in with her thick black tail that hung low,tickling her fetlocks. She flared her nares,quickly turning on her haunches to venture to another part of the lands. Boom boom boom boom,boom boom boom boom,the sound of unshod hooves hitting the 'floor' of the forest echoed throughout it. Head lifted high,tail flung over to the side,she squeeled loudly,letting all know she,the 'Devils Reject' had arrived. Black ears flicked back and forth,listening,hoping she'd catch a sound of another of her kind,equus.(Sp?) The sound of leaves being slid upon,then silence. Vixen stood still,muscles twitching,sweat falling from her neck. Another loud squeel,then sudden ruffling of leaves came,and she was on her way,once more. ((Okay,three hundred words,is impossible for me,unless I can respond to someone...))
Nickname: Devil (I have to think of one..)
Gender: Mare
Era: Seven
Path:Darkness
Color:Black
Breed:Friesian
Height:15'2
Personality: Well...She can be extremely rude,or nice. Not extremely nice. Just,nice I guess. Whatch your back,she /is/ the Devils Reject. I guess,the more you know her,the more you'll find out.(If you need me to type more,yeah,okay just tell me. ^__^)
History: Well,brief over feiw for now I guess.
When she was born,she wasn't exactly the most amazing you've seen. She was more of a little black...fur blob. She was short,very short. She had no legs,she was all..fur you could say. Until she was about five months,she stayed like that. She grew some form of legs. Her fur grew out,so it was slick. Indeed,she was now different. She had a more defined bod,head,legs,muscles. Her sire and dam had taken care of her,ti'l she was strong enough to take care of things herself,which was at age one. Okay,so is this boring you yet? Well,lets see. After she left the herd for her own life. She grew to her full height. At age four. ((I know,they stop growing at five..>.<)) Now,she stood at 15'3. She had found a herd,a nice one. Well,nice for dark herds atleast. She was just,a mare in the herd,no special title,only a play toy I guess you could say. After the herd had been killed by those disastourus two legged,she set off. Finnaly,reaching the Island.
Password from the rules: M y r o t t i n g s o u l
Sample post: (You hate me don't you..)
Crunch,crunch,crunch,snap,snap,SNAP! Was the sound coming from the woods. What exactly would dwell in the woods..For no obvious reason? Well,there really wasn't a reason I suppose. Crunch,snap,silence. The animal,the black mysterious figure stood staring out towards the lands. Unshod hoove pawed at the ground,making quite a racket by moving the decomposed leaves,or newly fallen leaves about. Ebonite vixen shook her head,sending the black tangled mess of a forelock being thrown infront of her eyes. Small grunt escaped her. Now being disabled from seeing,she must use her other four sences. Smelling,feeling,hearing, and touch. A loud snort escaped her now flared nares. She flicked her tangled mess of a tail,random leaves,or small twigs were tangled in with her thick black tail that hung low,tickling her fetlocks. She flared her nares,quickly turning on her haunches to venture to another part of the lands. Boom boom boom boom,boom boom boom boom,the sound of unshod hooves hitting the 'floor' of the forest echoed throughout it. Head lifted high,tail flung over to the side,she squeeled loudly,letting all know she,the 'Devils Reject' had arrived. Black ears flicked back and forth,listening,hoping she'd catch a sound of another of her kind,equus.(Sp?) The sound of leaves being slid upon,then silence. Vixen stood still,muscles twitching,sweat falling from her neck. Another loud squeel,then sudden ruffling of leaves came,and she was on her way,once more. ((Okay,three hundred words,is impossible for me,unless I can respond to someone...))
