Post by acid on Jun 21, 2007 15:14:04 GMT -5
Name: Acidic
Nickname: Acid
Breed: Lustiano
Alliance Dark
Gender: Mare
Color: Buckskin
Mane and Tail: Black
Personality: Acid is an independent soul, with a wandering spirit. She never likes to dwell over things, but mearly push on for something else even better. One of her quirks is her violent mood-swings which occur when she is angered, confused or frightened.
History: Growing up as the first daughter of a warring land to the west, Acid was raised to be a spirited warrior. She is still a kind, loving mare inside, but usually only her hard outer shell is what is read by others of her species. When she turned three, a huge war broke out between the two great nations; her fathers and this one. As a peace offering, Acid was given away to the stallions of this land as a slave; a peace offering. It has been a year since then and Acid still has yet to find a hellion to accept her, or atleast mark her as his own. The war is now over, thanks to her sacrifice.
Sample Post:
Ebonite pillars gracefully weaving their way fluidly beneath her elegant form, the beautiful lustiano vixen made her way swiftly through the terra. Only moments before, she'd possessed power, spirit and soul. Now, she was to be a slave and it was all her father's fault. She was the daughter of a king from the warring land to the west and he was now forcing her to become a slave, a prisoner in these lands, to help settle the warring states of the two neighboring lands. Nostrils flared and thorns flattened threatening to her skull, she came to a halt beside a peacefully flowing brook; like a ray of light through the shadow, it ran. Golden bodice almost seeming to glow in the darknened shadows of the a-cursed forest floor, she snapped her whipcord angrilly 'gainst her hawks, thick ebon hairs biting painfully into her skin. She was up for the taking, now; and there was nothing she could do about it.
[note: this is a post with her from another site. Is that alright?]
Picture: *See Signature*
Nickname: Acid
Breed: Lustiano
Alliance Dark
Gender: Mare
Color: Buckskin
Mane and Tail: Black
Personality: Acid is an independent soul, with a wandering spirit. She never likes to dwell over things, but mearly push on for something else even better. One of her quirks is her violent mood-swings which occur when she is angered, confused or frightened.
History: Growing up as the first daughter of a warring land to the west, Acid was raised to be a spirited warrior. She is still a kind, loving mare inside, but usually only her hard outer shell is what is read by others of her species. When she turned three, a huge war broke out between the two great nations; her fathers and this one. As a peace offering, Acid was given away to the stallions of this land as a slave; a peace offering. It has been a year since then and Acid still has yet to find a hellion to accept her, or atleast mark her as his own. The war is now over, thanks to her sacrifice.
Sample Post:
Ebonite pillars gracefully weaving their way fluidly beneath her elegant form, the beautiful lustiano vixen made her way swiftly through the terra. Only moments before, she'd possessed power, spirit and soul. Now, she was to be a slave and it was all her father's fault. She was the daughter of a king from the warring land to the west and he was now forcing her to become a slave, a prisoner in these lands, to help settle the warring states of the two neighboring lands. Nostrils flared and thorns flattened threatening to her skull, she came to a halt beside a peacefully flowing brook; like a ray of light through the shadow, it ran. Golden bodice almost seeming to glow in the darknened shadows of the a-cursed forest floor, she snapped her whipcord angrilly 'gainst her hawks, thick ebon hairs biting painfully into her skin. She was up for the taking, now; and there was nothing she could do about it.
[note: this is a post with her from another site. Is that alright?]
Picture: *See Signature*
