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Post by annabelle on Oct 26, 2012 17:07:57 GMT -5
Character Name: Annabelle
Age: 3
Gender: mare
Breed: percheron x arabian x thoroughbred
Height: 16.2
Colouring: dark bay
Markings: star/stripe/snip and sock
Eye Colour: dark brown
Alignment:dark
Personality:Annabelle is a narcissist, self absorbed, power hungry mare. She believes that she is the best thing that this planet has ever had live on it. Other horses who back talk her, fight with her, and try to think that they are better than her are low in her eyes and also that they are petty jealous losers. She has taken on dictator qualities, and not even the remotely good kind either. She would rather live alone than with others around her, but has accepted the fact that no one can live without her. She truly believes that she will be the leader of the world, and will stop at nothing to conquer it.
History: Annabelle's mother died when she was 4 months old and she had to take care of her self sense then. She had come to learn that she was the only one capable of taking care of herself. Others in her eyes became petty wanna bees, so she tended to ignore them. After a while she noticed that she couldn't shake other horses from trying to talk to her, so she came to the conclusion that they had a compulsive need to be in her presence. It annoyed her, but she accepted this fact to become everyone's Queen. She plans to eradicate the ones she feels are lesser beings.
Sample Post: I could hear the birds of paradise make their mating calls in the not so far distance. Mating calls. Please, I didn't have to make any kind of move for mating. All males secretly, or in some cases it wasn't very secret, wanted me. I couldn't help it that I was also a sex goddess. To bad for them, I didn't have any time for that. Raising a foal won't be hard for me, the only problem with it is that there will be the other half to deal with. The father, would be pretty much half the foal and would no doubt want to see it. Anything that as at least one gene of mine is worth seeing. I just have to raise the thing, and nothing will be as good as me, not ever.
A voice broke my moment of self appreciation. One I didn't expect to hear, and one that I didn't really want to ruin my moment of self appreciation. Moments like that only came around once and awhile. I faced the stallion, the only herd leader left. After my meeting of all of the leaders, the rest seemed to have disappeared. I liked that, except this one decided to stay. I hated the persistent bunch. "Hm, well to bad that is only a one sided feeling." I replied to him, giving him a once over with my eyes. "What have you been doing all of this time? You never bothered to say your name the last time we met, do speak it now." I requested the answers from the steed.
His colour was odd, something I haven't seen before. However I do remember seeing this stag in the cold lands. There was a filly there, one near death. He wanted to help her, I thought it was a waste of time. Clearly I was right, we were the only two left. I think, there was another one who looked just like him. His eyes were different, as well as his demeanour. I remember them both, they were in fact different horses that just looked the same.
My body was lean and muscular. There wasn't much food in the place that I called home, and the same provided me with a great workout whenever I walked in it. I looked great, but that was my opinion. And with that, my opinion was the only one that counted for everything.
"Have you seen any more horses? Or is it just us?" I asked. Not that I cared, frankly the fact that there wasn't many horses left pleased my mind. I could go out and conquer some more lands of my choosing. The thought but an invisible smile on my face.
Referred By: ever
Image: Snowy day
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Post by Stephy on Oct 27, 2012 11:40:14 GMT -5
Accepted :]
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Post by horsew on Dec 10, 2013 15:13:39 GMT -5
hi
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