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Post by Fig on Mar 28, 2014 22:11:16 GMT -6
♚ FIG'S PAWNS ♚ IT'S YOUR MOVE.
FRIAR:
<<Pure Herd Board (Slade's Paradise)>>
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TAISSA & MAXIM:
<<Ryder's Herd Lands(Introducing Me)>>
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ARIADO:
<<Loner Lands (Covered Pines)>> ✔
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SIREN:
<<Loner Lands(Waverider)>>
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PASCAL & TESLA:
<<Pure Herd Board (Pascal's Hollow)>>
PURE: 3 ♚ NEUTRAL: 3 ♚ ENVIOUS: 1
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Post by Fig on Mar 28, 2014 22:40:45 GMT -6
| Name: Friar Nickname(s): n/a Gender: Stallion Alliance: Pure Status: Herd Member
Breed(s): Purebred Shire Age: 8 years Height: 17.2hh
Color(s): Dark bay/chocolate pelt. Black, cropped mane and black/brown wavy tail. Feathered hooves. Eye Color(s): Brown Marking(s): Four white stockings and blaze Mate: None Yet
Loves: physical labor, activity, companionship, the quiet Hates: immobility, bad weather, expression Fears: Injury, old age
Personality: While Friar wasn't essentially raised any certain way, he sided with pure ideals for lack of a better option. He is hardly pretentious but has a good sense of patience, much more than he shows. He has a high tolerance to physical and emotional pains and stresses, and isn't easily read because of it. He frankly appears to not care about a lot of things and is rather stoic in his demeanor. While he comes off as rude and emotionally-stunted, he is capable of great kindness and sacrifice if you've earned it. He'll take the blame for anything you've ever done and will defend someone close to him until his death. While he is extremely heavy and bulky in build, he almost never uses his size as an advantage and will only fight to defend others, not himself. He is a compassionate, trustworthy spirit underneath a hard, unyielding, and massive exterior.
History: Friar was born and raised in a captivity with many other draft horses of the same age, and until he was six he worked pulling carts and wagons in big cities for human labor as well as entertainment. He didn't particularly hate it, and actually enjoyed the heavy lifting, but was only content to say the most. During a thunderstorm, the barn where he was kept was set on fire, and in an attempt to save the horses, the owners let all of them out. He never looked back and never saw where his companions left to, and frankly wasn't too concerned. He has since been wandering around the herd lands alone. &&&&
Past Activity: Having been traveling alone for years after he escaped captivity during a barn fire, Friar recently stumbled upon the Pure herd lands and by extension, the herd itself. Slade accepted him as a herd member, and was promptly left in charge of the lands while Slade searched for Bones.
Currently: Friar is amongst the new members of the Pure herd, quickly becoming shell-shocked with so much sudden excitement and is extremely out of his element.
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Post by Fig on Mar 28, 2014 23:57:27 GMT -6
She was like a time bomb set into motion and destined to explode.
Name: Ariado Nickname(s): Ari Gender: Mare Alliance: Envious Status: Loner
Breed(s): Mustang Age: 5 years Height: 16.2 hh
Color(s): Average bay with black mane and tail. Chrome legs. Eye Color(s): Brown Marking(s): Two back socks and a large blaze. She's also missing an eye, with heavy scarring around it. Mate: None yet.
Loves: Birds. Wandering aimlessly. Making noise. Hates: Talking. Standing still. The Quiet. Fears:Although she'd never admit, heights. Hopes: That she'll be accepted into an Envious Herd. Personality:
Ari comes off as a classic Envious. Her movements are constantly unnatural and dizzy, her expressions resembling that of a sociopath. She comes off as quiet and pleasant only from a distance, that is until you get a good look. She has a wild look to her only remaining eye almost all the time and a personality to match. She's unpredictable and doesn't seem to acknowledge pain, that or she cannot feel it at all. Ariado is mentally unstable and has consistent, unnerving movement with her legs, neck, head, and whole body. There is a high chance that she has a mental disability of sorts, but she also can go certain periods of time in complete lucidity. This time periods can last from a few minutes to an entire day at most, and during that time she is a completely different horse. She is suddenly eerily calm and intelligent, coming off as neutral and sometimes even pure. These periods of lucidity can be triggered by conversation, though not all the time, or when she is touched by something, whether it be an object or a living being. She also has an odd fixation with birds and often kills them accidentally when trying to get close to them. She is hardly in a sane state of mind and often misses huge segments of conversation or even horses.You'll likely find her in a dreamy state with little to keep her in reality. History:
Her history is fairly normal. She was born into an Envious herd, with whom she lived for three years until she was banished. The herd had seen her dark demeanor break when they killed off her own foal that was showing signs of being pure, and promptly banished her. She assumes she lost her eye in the process, but has no actual recollection of any of this. She has a rotten memory and knows almost nothing of who she is, except while she is in her brief moments of lucidity.
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Past Activity: Whilst chasing birds, Ari stumbled into Envious herd lands and met Mayhem, a lead stallion with whom she, and Fear, formed a small sort of herd. It was short-lived though when the three invaded the Loner Lands and Fear promptly took off after a mare. To add to this, Ari eventually lost Mayhem altogether due to her depleting consciousness. She doesn't seem to remember them anymore either. Ariado came upon Asira, a mare running wildly away or towards something she's not said aloud, and Ari is becoming oddly interested in the workings of her new traveling partner of sorts. It was the longest she has ever remained partially lucid to date. She then met Fear (again) and was force bred. She is now pregnant and experiencing a fit of dementia.
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Post by Fig on Mar 28, 2014 23:58:11 GMT -6
*INACTIVE wonder where i've been I remember in picture perfect porcelain Name:Siren Gender: Stallion Alliance: Neutral Status: Loner
Breed(s):Paint Mustang Age: Four Years Height: 16.1 hh
Color(s): Buckskin paint coat. Black tail and black mane with whitened strands where the hair meets the white patches. Eye Color(s): Very paled blue, almost grey Marking(s): Blazed face, black legs with two white stockings on both lefts.
Mate: None yet.
Loves: Running, screaming, the wind, facts and knowledge. Hates:The quiet, stress, destruction, and jealousy. Fears: chaos and violence Hopes: that everyone could be peaceful
Personality: Siren is a free spirit. To a startling degree, he appears to have answers to everything and is prone to spitting out random facts having to due with the situation. He has a strikingly open mind and is, for lack of better words, a pacifist. He is very much opposed to fighting and force breeding and killing and everything evil in their world. For the most part he is a peace keeper and is a competent negotiator for his younger age. He seems much older than he actually is, due to his lack of instinctual response and his superior education. He is a hippie of sorts and believes in the sanctity of all life. Because of his odd composure and extensive knowledge on rather pointless things, he can be an easy target for bullying by pretty much anyone. He doesn't seem to mind, however, but it is likely because he doesn't understand that others are actually making fun of him in these situations. In this sense, he is innocent and naive.
History: Siren never knew a father, and frankly didn't need one. He has no idea of who his father is, but he has often suspected force breeding. His mother, being of dark blood, was in no way absent and originally was a perfectly average mare. She grew into schizophrenia, however, and her extreme episodes began taking a toll on him. She was never violent to him or harmful in any way, and she encouraged him to learn more and more about everything, because she would often forget simple things. Her condition became severe and Siren made the ultimate decision to leave her. Because he is not a born leader, rather a follower, he moved on and hopes to join the neutral alliance, but is hesitant as always.
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Activity: none made by abby of i'm so curious inspired by remi's template for taecwoon |
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Post by Fig on Apr 17, 2014 14:10:03 GMT -6
i'd like to say that it's easy to stay
Pascal & Tesla
Name: Pascal Nickname(s): N/a
Gender: Stallion Alliance: Pure (supposedly) Status: Lead Stallion Breed(s): Mustang x Trakehner x Andalusian cross Age: 10 years Height: 16.1 hh Color(s): Dark grey, dappled coat with a lighter grey head and darker legs. Black mane and black/grey tail. Eye Color(s): Brown Marking(s): One white sock and a series of stripe-like scars over and in align with his ribs. Mate: Tesla
Loves: Being in charge, tomfoolery, the rain, and romantic gestures. Hates: Feeling subordinate, opinions contrary to his own, seclusion. Fears: Losing Tesla and becoming a lowly member of a herd. Hopes: To lead a strong herd.
Personality: While Pascal comes across as charming and pleasant, his insides are wildly different. His exterior is desirable and endearing, amiable and nice to chat with. He appears confident with an underlying sense of false humility. Pascal is independent and competent on the outside, completely at ease and always concerned for others. He has what seems a permanent smile plastered on his expression, one to match a boy scout's in innocence and kindness. Underneath that is where he truly lies though. Pascal is possessive and needy, always feeling the push to be the biggest and strongest in a room where he clearly is not. He is extremely controlling, especially of Tesla, and silently fears that she will rise up against him. He demands too much of others, lashing out at those that cannot take the heat. He plays others for fools with his faux demeanor, making them believe he is anything other than himself. While he does mean well, it does not ever end up with a positive outcome when Pascal is involved. He is self-destructive and will take everyone else down with him.
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Name: Tesla Nickname(s): Tess (which secretly she hates) Gender: Mare Alliance: Pure Status: Lead Mare Breed(s): Mustang x Trakehner x Thoroughbred cross Age: 8 years Height: 16.2 hh Color(s):"Rosey" dapple grey coat, . Black mane and tail. Eye Color(s): Brown Marking(s): Many small scars over her flank and shoulders, nothing major. Mate: Pascal
Loves: Company, the sun, conversation, and friends. Hates: Being alone, Being looked down upon. Fears: Being unwanted, and on occasion Pascal. Hopes: To one day prove that she isn't subordinate.
Personality: Tesla is very quiet, or so it seems. She has a very passive outlook on life, letting everything move by her without much of an opinion at all. She is a lot of the times emotionless, and if not that, she is painfully shy and hides away behind Pascal in situations that demand more of her than just a bystander. She is afraid of confrontation and is very unsure of herself around other horses, and talks as little as possible, though silently she loves to chat about the most random things. She is polite and has developed a "do not speak unless spoken to" outlook, which has eventually turned into "one should be seen, never heard" while around Pascal. Tesla goes through the motions, but does so with many hopes and dreams that she never says aloud. She honestly doesn't have any connection to Pascal whatsoever, besides her role as an absolute subordinate to him. She doesn't understand why he keeps her around, but doesn't question him of it either. She can't remember a time that she went anywhere without Pascal, and sometimes she wishes to go out on her own, but never does go through with it. The reasoning either sympathy of leaving her mate alone or fear of the consequences.
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Activity: Pascal has just claimed his lands for his lovely Tesla. They are exploring the charming new mountainous territory, waiting to see if anyone would join them.
but it's not for me, because i'm barely here at all. made by abby of i'm so curious |
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Post by Fig on Nov 14, 2014 21:34:36 GMT -6
Taissa & Maxim Nickname(s): Max Gender: Stallion Alliance: Neutral Status: Loner (for now) Breed(s): 100% Yakutian Horse Age: 7 years Height: 14.2 hh Color(s): Extremely thick rosy grey coat with brown/dark grey main and tail, also thick and tangled. Eye Color(s): Brown Marking(s): No visible scars, small amount of grey in the face Mate: None yet
Loves: Summer, his friend Taissa, rain, the quiet Hates: Winter, being alone, bullies
Personality: Maxim is shy and private, but extremely kind. He has a near perfect set of morals and is loyal to a T. He is a follower, rather than a leader, and does not like being alone. He doesn't like being pressured into anything, and is very slow and tedious when it comes to decision-making. He is very bright and intelligent, often his friend Taissa's voice of reason. Overall, he's a genuinely kind equine whose only downfall is his tentative nature.
History: (See Taissa)
Played by: Fig
Taissa
Image: (Middle)
(Tie-EE-sa) Nickname(s): Isa Gender: Mare Alliance: Neutral Status: Loner (for now) Breed(s): 100% Yakutian Horse Age: 5 years Height: 14.3 Color(s): Extremely thick light gray coat with equally as thick dark grey mane and tail that is messy and tangled Eye Color(s): Brown Marking(s): No visible scarring, dark grey in the face. Mate: None Yet
Loves: Winter, her friend Maxim, new experiences, sarcasm Hates: Extreme heat, water, negative attitudes Fears: Envious horses, the ice cap melting (lmao idk) Hopes: to make memories
Personality: Taissa is anything but a "lady". She is loud and boisterous and fun, outgoing and charming when she feels compelled. She is prone to sarcastic remarks and is the tiniest bit arrogant at times, but her confidence is truly admirable. She's extremely passionate about the things she likes and the same way regarding dislikes. She can be lazy and whining at times, but it's mostly just for conversation as she can put up with practically anything. She is adverse to blood or bleeding of any kind, and faints at the sight of it, which makes for a laughable image. She is very humble inside, sometimes too much so, but will come off as abrasive to some. However, not much bothers her.
History: Taissa was born into a neutral herd made up entirely of Yakut horses, the daughter of the lead stallion and mare. This is where she met Maxim, her best and only friend, the Betas' son. She was arranged to mate him by her parents, but the thought was merely laughable to the both of them. They told them what they wanted to hear, but when they went off on their own remained friends. They travel everywhere together.
Played by: Fig
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MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0
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