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Post by fearless. on Oct 1, 2008 18:06:45 GMT -5
Don't Blink hereby extends an invitation for you to join him in his territory, Insanity Falls. All that is required is that you correctly fill out the form. All positions except for the Queen are open and need to be filled. A 250+ sample post is required, so just be ready. If I do not feel that your character meets Blink's standards, they will not be accepted. He wants a strong herd that will last. Please use the form below:
[size=1][color=2e3028][color=bfda00]Name::[/color] [color=bfda00]Character's Name::[/color] [color=bfda00]Breed & List of Children[if any]::[/color] [color=bfda00]Height::[/color] [color=bfda00]Physical Description::[/color] [color=bfda00]Mental and Personal Description::[/color] [color=bfda00]Desired Position::[/color] [color=bfda00]Reason for Wanting Position::[/color] [color=bfda00]Active?::[/color] [yes/no] [color=bfda00]Sample Post::[/color][/size][/color]
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Post by k y e e - the awesomest on Oct 3, 2008 15:41:18 GMT -5
Name:: Kyee Character's Name:: Somewhere Over The Rainbow <<Rainbow>> Breed & List of Children[if any]:: Paint<<No Children>> Height:: 14.3 HH Physical Description:: Two-toned coat is a bay tobiano, covering the hardy yet dainty bones of the mare. Very muscular, strong with mind and body. Flowing bay and white tresses. Mental and Personal Description:: Loyal. Willing. Capable. Truthful. Blunt. Suspicious. Careful. Caring. Loving. Intelligent. Desired Position:: Duchess Reason for Wanting Position:: I, Rainbow, request this position of noble duchess. I do this because I am very willing to work beneath you, behind the scenes, my name never needing to be mentioned. My nobleness would compliment the herd, and as a servant to you, will produce multiple beautiful prodigies. You would like another paint in the herd, would you not?xD Active?:: She has not been used yet. Sample Post::Pistons were flung across dry lands, chest heaving as she exerted herself in her favorite activity. Anger engulfed the beautiful duo-painted mare, at herself most likely. This anger needed be taken care of before she went to Insanity Falls, where a dark led a neutral herd. Rainbow would try out for the humble position of duchess, secretly working her way up the ladder.
Rainbow aspired much, wanting to lead the herd alongside the emperor of these lands. A rumor was being spread that he was a paint, like her, with odd coloring. A smirk played across the beautiful femme’s façade. Hide glistened after a wonderful grooming she had given herself, hoping the impress this stallion she shall meet today.
A tune ran off her kissers, a beautiful song that Rainbow had heard from the human while spying on them.
Throwing caution to the wind, I'll run free too..
The mare trailed off, scenting a dark scent mingled with neutral. She was here! The land that held all her ambitions was real, would help her climb to being queen beside the emperor of the lands.
“Oh mighty Blink, may I request your agreement? I wish to be your duchess.”
She out rightly said, not hiding in fear, vocals not trembling in the least. This was what she wanted, right? To be duchess, one day queen, and live a happy life. She snorted, drawing to a stop, prancing across the border, head held high. She would submit to this stallion, but not tremble in fear and grovel on her knees.
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Post by fearless. on Oct 3, 2008 16:35:04 GMT -5
You are in luck fair Rainbow. The King has taken a liking to your boldness.
You are accepted as Duchess.
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Post by rapture on Oct 9, 2008 8:58:01 GMT -5
Name:: eirie Character's Name:: Arrik Breed & List of Children[if any]:: Spanish Mustang with no offspring Height:: 16.1 hands Physical Description:: At first glance, many believe that this behemoth is of Andalusian or Lusitano lineage. Perhaps he is, seeing as his ancestors were from Spain. His body is thick, made so from sturdy bones and well-exercised muscles. His nose is long and sloping, giving him a hawk-like appearance. Save for an arrow on his neck and four white socks, his body is wrapped in a bay-dun cloak complete with leg bars and a dorsal stripe. Long locks are a combination of black and white. Like many other painted equines, his eyes are a brilliant blue, bright against the mahogany hue of his face. Mental and Personal Description:: Arrik may have a serious appearance because of his hawk-like nose, but that is far from the truth. He is easy going and has a wild, care-free air. He does what he wants because he can. It often appears as if he takes nothing seriously. Desired Position:: Head Spy Reason for Wanting Position:: Why not? I’d be lying if I said that it would keep me out of trouble, but it gives me something to do. ‘sides, I’m erratic and friendly enough that others wouldn’t suspect my motives. Although it seems unbelievable, I am responsible and can act serious if the situation really calls for it. Maybe. Plus, it would be a great excuse to get out and explore, gather a few herd mates and get myself a girl or so. Active?:: Si Sample Post::It was dark. Then again, it’s always dark at night. It’s always dark and it’s always night when one chooses to sneak about. Arrik snorted, a very unspy-like thing to do. Then again, he wasn’t particularly sneaking around, he was just paying a visit. To who, you ask? Well, his hooves were sinking into the soft ground of Royal Lake. So it must have belonged to Blazer, the Neutral King’s territory. It looked like a naïveté’s idea of paradise. Kinda creepy, he thought, glancing at the placid lake, if you ask me.
He shook his head before shifting into a trot, travelling along the shoreline. Voices caught his attention, a few clicks west of the giant puddle. Black laced ears swiveled forward, tips brushing against one another in greeting. In his excitement, the painted stallion shifted into the Spanish breed’s popular gait, legs moving in a fluid gait. It was a beautiful scene, it was. But he wasn’t going for beautiful, he was going for quiet. He was a good handful of acres away from the three equine party when he slowed to a walk. He hollowed the arch in his neck so that his head was even with his chest in an illusion of stealth.
By the sounds of it, he didn’t want to waltz on in. A steal was going on and this Blaze fellow wasn’t too happy about it. Neither was his girl. Arrik shook his head. Why steal another’s lady when there were so many other beauties out there all alone? He didn’t understand, probably never would. Eager to get away before being caught, he slipped away. Didn’t want to get all of that negative attention on himself, no sir! Couldn’t wait to get this oh-so-exciting news to the Big Man. Wouldn’t he be pleased with this bit of information about nothing!
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Post by fearless. on Oct 9, 2008 19:17:50 GMT -5
you are in luck Arrik. the king can see your potential.
you are accepted as head spy
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Post by Spitz on Oct 14, 2008 9:56:35 GMT -5
Name:: Spitze Character's Name:: Cascada Breed & List of Children[if any]:: Arabian & Isabelle Height:: 15hh Physical Description:: She is grey and has gold eyes. Her tail and mane is silvery and her hooves are cream. Mental and Personal Description:: Kind and loving but will be very stubborn if you get into her bad books. Loves to show off and is a bit of a drama queen. Desired Position:: Concubine Reason for Wanting Position:: As it fits her most lol. Active?:: Yes Sample Post:: Cascada cantered around the land happily as she knew the land very well. "Thank you, thank you, thank you" she cried under her breath and cantered some more. She bit into a apple which wasn't the tastiest of apples but for her it was lovly so she crunched it happily. She looked around the land and trotted toward the mountain and then remembered Snow Storm "I miss you" she called to the mountains and stepped up and then saw the splattered blood stained on the stone where he had killed the linx while defending her.
She smiled and cantered back down before gallloping toward the iced lake and sliding over its surface "weee" she called and felt the ground under her feet but she was to slow to pick herself up and she fell to the ground. Luckily she hadn't hurt herself so she got up quickly and shook herself clean. The winter was drawing in and she smiled but that didn't draw her mind away from foals "geez, I really want a foal, better talk to Blink before its to late" she said and rested by the apple tree.
She wondered what Isabelle would think of having either a brother or a sister she didn't even know about but she was ages away so Cascada quickly put her to the back of her mind. She wondered if Isabelle was going to have a foal yet as she wondered wether she was a grandma yet "oh my, I hope I am" she said and then thought of the foal that Isabelle would have "so cute" she said happily and whinnied softly.[/color]
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Post by fearless. on Oct 14, 2008 10:02:26 GMT -5
The King can't wait to play with his new toy, Cascada.
You are accepted as a Concubine.
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Post by friizen on Mar 2, 2009 11:12:20 GMT -5
Name:: Charl / Friizen Character's Name:: Beauty By Day (Beauty) Breed & List of Children[if any]:: Rocky Mountan Horse Height:: 16hh Physical Description:: A beautiful dappled grey mare, she is perfect in every way Mental and Personal Description:: Beauty is very high strung, she is one of the few rare horses who has 0% potential to ever be a tame horse. She lives to rule and handles power too well. She is liked by all and likes all who she sees fit. Desired Position:: Somewere high up were she can rule and show her true colors. Reason for Wanting Position:: She is a great haractor and due to her personality she needs a position she can call he own. Active?:: Not yet Sample Post::[/color] freedomreignsv2.proboards100.com/index.cgi?board=createhorse&action=display&thread=1552Name:: Charl / Friizen Character's Name:: The path to heaven (BiJoe) Breed & List of Children[if any]:: Rocky Mountain Horse and none Height:: 16hh Physical Description:: He is slightly out of proportion with extremly long legs. He has numourous leg scars but he is unnaffected by them and is still incredibly strong and good spirited Mental and Personal Description:: He likes to think he can get what he wants- he usually can, but he can cause trouble as he usually want th taken ladies Desired Position:: Something that his speed and mind can be of good use. Reason for Wanting Position:: Well i don't know what a name would be for the position but because he is a born survivor and he likes to show it. Active?:: Not yet Sample Post::[/color]http://freedomreignsv2.proboards100.com/index.cgi?board=createhorse&action=display&thread=1552 Thanks if you accept them
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Post by friizen on Mar 2, 2009 11:16:41 GMT -5
Can The Path To Heaven possibly be The duke? And if you need another mare for a Concubine possible Beauty By Day, or a daughter of the King & Queen (secong option is preffered ;D)?
Im getting confused by the sample post thing XD
Stepping cautiously over the jagged terrein, Beauty lifted her head high. The other horses aroun grazed heartedly but she felt watched... unsafe. Sensing unseen danger she cantered away to the lake. She felt safest when alone - she might be an easy target but she was still a target even when in numbers. She slowed her step and shook her forelock daintily off her face. Her speckled snip glittered in the sun where the water from the dewy grass still rested.
BiJoe stood high, casting an experimental eye over the mares. Blink might be the lead but he could still look. He would have a foal this year - and he would take it far. He let his eyes rest on Beauty in the distance, he'd tried to get her before but never succeded. She always thought because of her past she was too good for him. He'd have to prove her wrong in his new heard - prove her he was worth the effort. He galloped lazily across the field, stopping near Beauty and whickering friendly.
Beauty lifted her head, looked him over and turned around with mock disgust. She was better then him - or so she thought. As he edged towards her she lifted her head and trotted in a small circle. Let him see what he couldn't have. Besides soon she may be Blinks, and if that be the case BiJoe would have to find his mare somewere else.
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