Post by .::.aleu.::. on Jul 26, 2007 9:05:01 GMT -5
Name: Storm Chaser
Nickname: Chase
Breed: Crossbreed
Alliance Neutral
Gender: Femme
Color: Light bay
Mane and Tail: Black
Personality: Storm Chaser is mysterious. Her mind works in strange ways. Most horses believe she is funny in the head. She is very weird. She likes to think and says little, and if she speaks to you, you are very special. She is trustworthy and stays true to her leaders.
History: Little is known of the strange little mare who just showed up one day. It is believed that her old herd was murdered when she was a filly and she traveled all alone until she stumbled upon Bridgemont. Only one horse has ever seen inside her mind and that colt has died an early death. It is believed that she does not know how to love because she was deprived of it as she grew up, but then she doesn't know how to hate, either.
Sample Post: The world is strange. My world is strange. Visions of my past haunt me as I try to move on. The terrible things that were done to them. I was but a filly. It would have been kinder if they had just killed me along with my family. I shake my mind in attempt to break the vicious trance of memories. As I move through the forest, the darkness blinds me and I feel through the dense combination of underbrush and trees. I was loved and wanted until they came and killed. My life had been stripped from me and I was left to wander through the deserts until I finally came upon this world. It was nice and now the Darks have upset the delicate balance! Tego. I must speak with him, but he will kill me. Then let him! my mind screams. And it is set. I shall find the Dark Lord and converse with him.
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Nickname: Chase
Breed: Crossbreed
Alliance Neutral
Gender: Femme
Color: Light bay
Mane and Tail: Black
Personality: Storm Chaser is mysterious. Her mind works in strange ways. Most horses believe she is funny in the head. She is very weird. She likes to think and says little, and if she speaks to you, you are very special. She is trustworthy and stays true to her leaders.
History: Little is known of the strange little mare who just showed up one day. It is believed that her old herd was murdered when she was a filly and she traveled all alone until she stumbled upon Bridgemont. Only one horse has ever seen inside her mind and that colt has died an early death. It is believed that she does not know how to love because she was deprived of it as she grew up, but then she doesn't know how to hate, either.
Sample Post: The world is strange. My world is strange. Visions of my past haunt me as I try to move on. The terrible things that were done to them. I was but a filly. It would have been kinder if they had just killed me along with my family. I shake my mind in attempt to break the vicious trance of memories. As I move through the forest, the darkness blinds me and I feel through the dense combination of underbrush and trees. I was loved and wanted until they came and killed. My life had been stripped from me and I was left to wander through the deserts until I finally came upon this world. It was nice and now the Darks have upset the delicate balance! Tego. I must speak with him, but he will kill me. Then let him! my mind screams. And it is set. I shall find the Dark Lord and converse with him.
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