Post by Maesa on Jul 5, 2007 8:42:49 GMT -5
~YOU~
Name: Maesa - Lexa
Age: 15
Level of Rping Skills: Beginner-intermediate
Characters: this is my first one =)
~CHARACTERS~
Name: Maesa
Age: 6
Breed: Draft
What path do you walk: Light
Your Looks(must be atleast 7 sentences. Prefer more.):
My bloodline is that of a draft, so naturally I am quite strong. My muscle are built well on the thick bones of my skeleton. My wild mane hold a dusty red color, the threads are thick and tangled. My banner is a muddy mess, its reddish brown hue is always plastered with dirt and mud. My beautiful feathers gather quite nicely around my monstrous hooves, giving of a brownish tint. My dusty grey coat is never clean. Sand and dirt always find their way back into its fine, grey fur. My strong muzzle ins dipped in black, and my beautiful round orbs hold on the color black.
Your Attitude(must be atleast 8 sentences. Prefer more.):
My whole family has always taken the path of the light. Since it is my turn I shall take it too. My spirits are usually always high, However, when it comes to the loss of a loved one, those spirits seem to fade, and a sadness takes its place. The will to protect my family and loved ones is very strong, and I will do about anything to protect them, and keep them from harms grasp. Though my experience with young ones is very little, I have come to love the young colts, and filly, and hope to have one of my own one day. When you talk with me about darks, I become very enraged. Darks have been a huge part of my past which I hope to put aside.
Your History(must be atleast two decent paragraphs. Each paragraphs must be 5 sentences.):
My father ruled a herd long ago. He bore a son by the name of Diablo, and a daughter of Maesa. His children rose to be great leaders. Maesa took the path of he light while her twin brother was taken by the darkness. For many years no one knew where Diablo had disappeared to. Many say the ancient curse had taken a hold of him and pulled him to the underworld. Others say when he was banned from his herd that he had just, disappeared. One day when Maesa's father was growing weak. He had to chose the next leader. A mysterious figure had appeared on the horizon. His spotted coat was dark and plastered with mud. His eyes glowed with that of a true dark. His mane and tail were splayed and wild. A fierce roar grumbled from his throat as he charged down the hill towards Maesa and her herd. Diablo was back.
Soon after, Diablo had taken over the herd and filled it with stories of the darks. Maesa was the only one left unchanged. Her heart stayed with the lights. Her twin brother had changed. Only a year after her brother took the herd, Maesa fled. The commotion of all the darks and their ways was to much.
Code: forrest
Other(opinional): tell me if I should add or anything. Sorry the History came out kinda like a story....if you want me to change that then I will...=D
Name: Maesa - Lexa
Age: 15
Level of Rping Skills: Beginner-intermediate
Characters: this is my first one =)
~CHARACTERS~
Name: Maesa
Age: 6
Breed: Draft
What path do you walk: Light
Your Looks(must be atleast 7 sentences. Prefer more.):
My bloodline is that of a draft, so naturally I am quite strong. My muscle are built well on the thick bones of my skeleton. My wild mane hold a dusty red color, the threads are thick and tangled. My banner is a muddy mess, its reddish brown hue is always plastered with dirt and mud. My beautiful feathers gather quite nicely around my monstrous hooves, giving of a brownish tint. My dusty grey coat is never clean. Sand and dirt always find their way back into its fine, grey fur. My strong muzzle ins dipped in black, and my beautiful round orbs hold on the color black.
Your Attitude(must be atleast 8 sentences. Prefer more.):
My whole family has always taken the path of the light. Since it is my turn I shall take it too. My spirits are usually always high, However, when it comes to the loss of a loved one, those spirits seem to fade, and a sadness takes its place. The will to protect my family and loved ones is very strong, and I will do about anything to protect them, and keep them from harms grasp. Though my experience with young ones is very little, I have come to love the young colts, and filly, and hope to have one of my own one day. When you talk with me about darks, I become very enraged. Darks have been a huge part of my past which I hope to put aside.
Your History(must be atleast two decent paragraphs. Each paragraphs must be 5 sentences.):
My father ruled a herd long ago. He bore a son by the name of Diablo, and a daughter of Maesa. His children rose to be great leaders. Maesa took the path of he light while her twin brother was taken by the darkness. For many years no one knew where Diablo had disappeared to. Many say the ancient curse had taken a hold of him and pulled him to the underworld. Others say when he was banned from his herd that he had just, disappeared. One day when Maesa's father was growing weak. He had to chose the next leader. A mysterious figure had appeared on the horizon. His spotted coat was dark and plastered with mud. His eyes glowed with that of a true dark. His mane and tail were splayed and wild. A fierce roar grumbled from his throat as he charged down the hill towards Maesa and her herd. Diablo was back.
Soon after, Diablo had taken over the herd and filled it with stories of the darks. Maesa was the only one left unchanged. Her heart stayed with the lights. Her twin brother had changed. Only a year after her brother took the herd, Maesa fled. The commotion of all the darks and their ways was to much.
Code: forrest
Other(opinional): tell me if I should add or anything. Sorry the History came out kinda like a story....if you want me to change that then I will...=D
