Post by ~*Myst!c*~ on Jul 10, 2009 2:15:15 GMT -5
Points Of Authority
Name: Richochette
Age: 5 Years
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Quarter Horse
Alliance: Fire [Choleric]
Breaking The Habits
Markings: A Scar that lays across my eye.
Appearance: Ah, so you wish to know what I look like, eh? Well let me tell you. Imagine your regular ol' Quarter Horse. Tall, stocky, handsom. Ha, well yes thats me, but of course I am more than meets that eye. Aren't we all, after all, more than meets the eye? My coat shimmers of the color none other than the darkest dark.Black. Coal. My mane and tail are the same color, yet curled gently. I am truely the very definition of handom, eh? You know, every ladies dream. Tall, Dark, and Handsom. BUt that is not all.
My eyes are bright green. They seem to be almost hypnotic. Perfect for luring in my prey... I mean.. friends. Across one eye lays a deep gash that bleeds with the color red. It truely tells my past without words, but it is the one thing that distracts from my beauty. My forelock lays gently on my face, like it was hardly there. But I know it is. I can't not know it. It is part of me, on the outside anyways.
Height: I stand at 16 Hands High.
Personality: So now you wish to know how I act? How demanding are you, eh? Well I have been told I have a rather, cruel personality. Why do they say that? Well could the reason be because I am a ruthless little demon? Possibly. Sure, I know how to use this power that I hold. I am strong, and I know it. I like to push others around. And those mares? Well I may just possibly be irresistable to them. I don't tie myself down anywhere. Im a leader of my own will. I don't listen to others, they listen to me. I know that by my mere stance I strike fear into others, and the scar across my eye gives me more authority. I like to use this fear to get what I want from others. I hold a plan, and this plan stays in my mind. I want to dominate these lands, and proove that the Choleric equines truely are the greatest of all four elements. I have set out to proove this, and will proove it someday.
Leave Out All The Rest
History: I was born in the middle of a lightning storm. Why this happened to me, I don't know. A curse, many think of it as, but I see it as a blessing. Right after giving birth to me, my mother was struck by a bolt of lightning, and she was killed. Of course, at this age, I wasn't as, how would you say, cruel as I am now. Or was I? No, I wasn't always like this. My father took me, and found me a nurse mother. She was so sweet, but my father left. You see, my father was a Fire equine, like me, and my birth mother was an Air equine, but my nurse mother, a Water equine. All four elements, tightly wound. BUt me, yes I, stood out amoung them. I began to think dark thoughts, and I began to think, ' why Am I here?' The gods had given me this power, and given me these evil thoughts, for some reason, right?
Well, as I grew, these thoughts matured. When I reached the age of two years, I set out on my own. My life of hardships was just begining here, though. As I ventured on my own, I began to find how hard it was. At the age of three, I began to feel the need to have my own herd. No, I didn't want to join a herd, I was born to be a leader, not a follower. Not long before my fourth birth day, I challenged the lead stallion of a herd. Thus thinking I would win, thinking I was invinsable. I fought him, and I walked away not badly injured, with but a scar across my eye. He walked away with a cut on his shoulder, but I learned that I needed to prepare better before I attempted my take over of the herd. He was an Earth stallion. It was then I decided that I proove that the Fire equines were better than all the other elements. Water, Earth, Air.... will all someday bow down to fire. I would make sure of it.
And since that day, that has been my journey.
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Name: Richochette
Age: 5 Years
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Quarter Horse
Alliance: Fire [Choleric]
Breaking The Habits
Markings: A Scar that lays across my eye.
Appearance: Ah, so you wish to know what I look like, eh? Well let me tell you. Imagine your regular ol' Quarter Horse. Tall, stocky, handsom. Ha, well yes thats me, but of course I am more than meets that eye. Aren't we all, after all, more than meets the eye? My coat shimmers of the color none other than the darkest dark.Black. Coal. My mane and tail are the same color, yet curled gently. I am truely the very definition of handom, eh? You know, every ladies dream. Tall, Dark, and Handsom. BUt that is not all.
My eyes are bright green. They seem to be almost hypnotic. Perfect for luring in my prey... I mean.. friends. Across one eye lays a deep gash that bleeds with the color red. It truely tells my past without words, but it is the one thing that distracts from my beauty. My forelock lays gently on my face, like it was hardly there. But I know it is. I can't not know it. It is part of me, on the outside anyways.
Height: I stand at 16 Hands High.
Personality: So now you wish to know how I act? How demanding are you, eh? Well I have been told I have a rather, cruel personality. Why do they say that? Well could the reason be because I am a ruthless little demon? Possibly. Sure, I know how to use this power that I hold. I am strong, and I know it. I like to push others around. And those mares? Well I may just possibly be irresistable to them. I don't tie myself down anywhere. Im a leader of my own will. I don't listen to others, they listen to me. I know that by my mere stance I strike fear into others, and the scar across my eye gives me more authority. I like to use this fear to get what I want from others. I hold a plan, and this plan stays in my mind. I want to dominate these lands, and proove that the Choleric equines truely are the greatest of all four elements. I have set out to proove this, and will proove it someday.
Leave Out All The Rest
History: I was born in the middle of a lightning storm. Why this happened to me, I don't know. A curse, many think of it as, but I see it as a blessing. Right after giving birth to me, my mother was struck by a bolt of lightning, and she was killed. Of course, at this age, I wasn't as, how would you say, cruel as I am now. Or was I? No, I wasn't always like this. My father took me, and found me a nurse mother. She was so sweet, but my father left. You see, my father was a Fire equine, like me, and my birth mother was an Air equine, but my nurse mother, a Water equine. All four elements, tightly wound. BUt me, yes I, stood out amoung them. I began to think dark thoughts, and I began to think, ' why Am I here?' The gods had given me this power, and given me these evil thoughts, for some reason, right?
Well, as I grew, these thoughts matured. When I reached the age of two years, I set out on my own. My life of hardships was just begining here, though. As I ventured on my own, I began to find how hard it was. At the age of three, I began to feel the need to have my own herd. No, I didn't want to join a herd, I was born to be a leader, not a follower. Not long before my fourth birth day, I challenged the lead stallion of a herd. Thus thinking I would win, thinking I was invinsable. I fought him, and I walked away not badly injured, with but a scar across my eye. He walked away with a cut on his shoulder, but I learned that I needed to prepare better before I attempted my take over of the herd. He was an Earth stallion. It was then I decided that I proove that the Fire equines were better than all the other elements. Water, Earth, Air.... will all someday bow down to fire. I would make sure of it.
And since that day, that has been my journey.
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