Post by X.X Anarchy X.X on Feb 1, 2009 0:57:49 GMT -6
- I'm cursed with the name -
Emma Rose for my looks and supposedly 'sweet' nature.
- I'm known as -
Anarchy for my spiteful and vengeful nature.
- My Blood Boils -
Spanish Mustang X Pegasus - From my father X Unicorn - From my mother
- The Spirits made me a -
Mare
- My eyes have witnessed -
5 years from my birth to the present.
- The story that lead to the way I am now -
My father was handsome king. Who ruled over a fertile and lushes domain. He ruled alongside my mother. I was born with the honor and burden of an heir. Everyone respected me, maybe even feared me. Though I didn't care. As I grew up, I befriended my future herd members. Making alliances and maybe a few enemies. At the peak of my happiness a band of rouge and dark stallions came to the scene. A fearsome and gruesome battle unfolded before my eyes. Even some of the herd members turned on us at this raid. My beloved father and mother battled with all their might against the invaders. Even I joined in. Though I was merely just an obstacle to the massive stallions. Every time I went at them. I was knocked to the ground like lightning striking a tree. Until my father gave the word of retreat. I had trouble getting up at first, but adrenaline provided to strength I needed. I ran with the group, fleeing for our lives. Many lay wounded and dying behind us, but there was no time to go back and grieve or even help. The brutes were closing in. It felt like they were mere inches behind me. I swear I could feel their hot and vengeful breath right at my neck. I ran as fast as my puny legs could carry me. The neighs and wails in agony slowly dimmed as I carried on. The grunts from the rouges echoed loudly above the roaring of the blood in my ears. Slowly, but surely the sound of the advancing hoof beats faded into the distance. My vision was growing hazy as the surrounding started to blur. My head swarmed with dizziness and my limbs felt numb with pain. I started blundering blindly through bushes and shrubs. Which caused searing pain in my flanks and on my legs. Then I crashed through a thick wall of ferns. The lead to a cave, in which I collapsed and lost conciseness. I awoke some time later, alone and damp in a deep, dark cavern. First I was in a daze of confusion of how I got their, but soon I realized what happened. The memories hit me like a big black and chocking wave. Which almost put me back under. I tried to get up many times before being successful. At first I was wobbly like a newborn foal. In time I regained my balance and soon I was on my way out of the cave. Once she got out she grew up as a loner. Without ever finding any of the herd members again.
- When you meet me -
Though I feel great pity for the small and meek. I hold anger for the strong and healthy. The weak and teased resemble me in my past. While the strong and dominate remind me of those merciless invaders.
- You may find me in -
Onyx Mountain
- My flesh and blood -
No one alive
- My lover -
No one
- My soul is -
Neutral
- My creator's work -
*Crack! A twig snapped under her mud caked hoof. She stopped and looked down to see what he had broken under her heavy set body. She measly glanced down and went on, flicking her long and flowing banner. The fae had long ebony, gray stilts that moved gracefully across the dried mud. There were leaves scattered in random places. Anarchy's head slowly bobbed side to side as she drifted on. Her coat was a pale, fawn ashy color. With a partially bald face. Along with her dusky gray, brown tassels. With a covering of soft brown atop of it. She was cursed with the name Emma Rose.*
- When you see me I am -
My body is a pale fawn color. That carries small dapples of white like the morning sun light on the leaves. My front limbs are mostly a faded ebony. With some white/ashy patches. While my black legs are mainly cream mixed with some raven toned black. My hooves carry a smoke washed hue to them. My angelic like face is separated from the color of my body and a white patch. On to my tassels, that hold a deep onyx color. That lays beneath a slight layer of auburn.
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Emma Rose (c) X.X Anarchy X.X
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Emma Rose for my looks and supposedly 'sweet' nature.
- I'm known as -
Anarchy for my spiteful and vengeful nature.
- My Blood Boils -
Spanish Mustang X Pegasus - From my father X Unicorn - From my mother
- The Spirits made me a -
Mare
- My eyes have witnessed -
5 years from my birth to the present.
- The story that lead to the way I am now -
My father was handsome king. Who ruled over a fertile and lushes domain. He ruled alongside my mother. I was born with the honor and burden of an heir. Everyone respected me, maybe even feared me. Though I didn't care. As I grew up, I befriended my future herd members. Making alliances and maybe a few enemies. At the peak of my happiness a band of rouge and dark stallions came to the scene. A fearsome and gruesome battle unfolded before my eyes. Even some of the herd members turned on us at this raid. My beloved father and mother battled with all their might against the invaders. Even I joined in. Though I was merely just an obstacle to the massive stallions. Every time I went at them. I was knocked to the ground like lightning striking a tree. Until my father gave the word of retreat. I had trouble getting up at first, but adrenaline provided to strength I needed. I ran with the group, fleeing for our lives. Many lay wounded and dying behind us, but there was no time to go back and grieve or even help. The brutes were closing in. It felt like they were mere inches behind me. I swear I could feel their hot and vengeful breath right at my neck. I ran as fast as my puny legs could carry me. The neighs and wails in agony slowly dimmed as I carried on. The grunts from the rouges echoed loudly above the roaring of the blood in my ears. Slowly, but surely the sound of the advancing hoof beats faded into the distance. My vision was growing hazy as the surrounding started to blur. My head swarmed with dizziness and my limbs felt numb with pain. I started blundering blindly through bushes and shrubs. Which caused searing pain in my flanks and on my legs. Then I crashed through a thick wall of ferns. The lead to a cave, in which I collapsed and lost conciseness. I awoke some time later, alone and damp in a deep, dark cavern. First I was in a daze of confusion of how I got their, but soon I realized what happened. The memories hit me like a big black and chocking wave. Which almost put me back under. I tried to get up many times before being successful. At first I was wobbly like a newborn foal. In time I regained my balance and soon I was on my way out of the cave. Once she got out she grew up as a loner. Without ever finding any of the herd members again.
- When you meet me -
Though I feel great pity for the small and meek. I hold anger for the strong and healthy. The weak and teased resemble me in my past. While the strong and dominate remind me of those merciless invaders.
- You may find me in -
Onyx Mountain
- My flesh and blood -
No one alive
- My lover -
No one
- My soul is -
Neutral
- My creator's work -
*Crack! A twig snapped under her mud caked hoof. She stopped and looked down to see what he had broken under her heavy set body. She measly glanced down and went on, flicking her long and flowing banner. The fae had long ebony, gray stilts that moved gracefully across the dried mud. There were leaves scattered in random places. Anarchy's head slowly bobbed side to side as she drifted on. Her coat was a pale, fawn ashy color. With a partially bald face. Along with her dusky gray, brown tassels. With a covering of soft brown atop of it. She was cursed with the name Emma Rose.*
- When you see me I am -
My body is a pale fawn color. That carries small dapples of white like the morning sun light on the leaves. My front limbs are mostly a faded ebony. With some white/ashy patches. While my black legs are mainly cream mixed with some raven toned black. My hooves carry a smoke washed hue to them. My angelic like face is separated from the color of my body and a white patch. On to my tassels, that hold a deep onyx color. That lays beneath a slight layer of auburn.
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Emma Rose (c) X.X Anarchy X.X
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