Post by Biscuit on Sept 14, 2008 18:02:59 GMT -5
Name:Biscuit
Age:3
Gender:Demoness
Alliance: None as of Now
colour:Pitch Black with a flaxen mane and tail
History:Biscuit's life has been hard. She has lost many and gained from nothing and no one. She has been fought with and lost, but that has made her stronger. She is a strong demoness and will take anything that comes in her path. even if she loses and loses her life
personality:She can be very high strung and could care less about the world around her. She hates all unless some demon can work his way into her cold heart, and she could possibly lose her carelessness, but it would only be to him.
example post:
Age:3
Gender:Demoness
Alliance: None as of Now
colour:Pitch Black with a flaxen mane and tail
History:Biscuit's life has been hard. She has lost many and gained from nothing and no one. She has been fought with and lost, but that has made her stronger. She is a strong demoness and will take anything that comes in her path. even if she loses and loses her life
personality:She can be very high strung and could care less about the world around her. She hates all unless some demon can work his way into her cold heart, and she could possibly lose her carelessness, but it would only be to him.
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The ebony demoness entered into the dense timbers. She was nearly hidden except for her pure white mane and tail which she dreaded. Her pathetic mother had fallen for a tendron. She had died for that. She took her father's side and stayed with him. Until he parished in a battle. She shook her skull. trying to get rid of the thought. She lifted one of her slim pillars and began to scar the earth. She reared high into the atoms. A shrill call was given. Her auds were glued to her skull and her voids narrowed. She fell to the earth with a thud. Her slender pillars twisted and turned digging deep into the earth. She was pacing in circles. Again she reared and sent a shrill scream. It echoed within the dense timbers. She landed with a loud thud. Ebony voids darted about looking for any sign of life. there wasn't just as she liked it. Alone. That was all she ever wanted. That way she didn't have to deal with anything. And nothing would have to deal with her.
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Biscuit
Name:Kilik
Age5 long winters
GenderStallion
AllianceNeutral
colourtri-colored
ElementWater
HistoryBorn to a light father and a dark mother, Kilik became confuse at which side he should chose. His mother wanted him with her while his father wanted him with him. He became confuse and his parents left him when he didn't chose what he wanted. At 3 months of age he was attacked by a pack of wolves. Lying there half dead a savior came and took him. The equine was neither dark nor light. He was neutral, that is what he chose to be and it hadn't changed since
personalityKilik can be really aggressive, while other times he can be shy and not want be around other equines. His personality can differ from time to time. He doesn't care much most of the time. He really doesn't care what happens on either side, because of his past. He doesn't plan on changing his path. If either side comes near him, he can get aggressive and become almost dark.
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Age5 long winters
GenderStallion
AllianceNeutral
colourtri-colored
ElementWater
HistoryBorn to a light father and a dark mother, Kilik became confuse at which side he should chose. His mother wanted him with her while his father wanted him with him. He became confuse and his parents left him when he didn't chose what he wanted. At 3 months of age he was attacked by a pack of wolves. Lying there half dead a savior came and took him. The equine was neither dark nor light. He was neutral, that is what he chose to be and it hadn't changed since
personalityKilik can be really aggressive, while other times he can be shy and not want be around other equines. His personality can differ from time to time. He doesn't care much most of the time. He really doesn't care what happens on either side, because of his past. He doesn't plan on changing his path. If either side comes near him, he can get aggressive and become almost dark.
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The brute came into the realm 'pon slender pistons. He could feel the water flow beneath the earth. It made his mass quiver, as he could control it. He took a deep breath of the atoms surrounding him. His pistons carried his carcass to a small pool of clear aqua. His maw was lowered to it. His cool breath made the water begin to freeze and swirl about. The feel made his mass quiver. He loved having control of the element. He could call it from the heavens if he wished to do so. His dark liquids slowly closed as his kissers parted taking in the cool aqua. He could feel the liquid slide down his esophogus. He raised his skull and his dark liquids scanned the realm around him.
Thoughts ran through his thinkbox. Old thoughts that seemed to make his blood boil. His skull shook towards the heavens and he brought out a scream from his vox. A massive amount of carbon was released into the atoms that surrounded his carcass. His pistons carried his carcass over the realm. The earth seemed to feel like liquid beneath his knives. Another mass amount of carbon was released into the surrounding atoms.He began to grow bored.
The boredom that seemed to caress his carcass like a disease that wouldn't go away. He gave a snort through his paper thins. The thought of a mare's company had seemed to swarm in his thinkbox. He wasn't sure why, but at this moment, he might just take the company of any equine, whether they be dark or light.
ooc:finished!! post was kinda sucky
This was taken from the original Datholon...didn't feel like making new charries. But I am going to start over with them..soo yeah.