Post by Itarepo The Wulf on Jun 3, 2010 10:32:45 GMT -5
Name of Character(s): Chimenia
Text:Name and Quote
Quote: “There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love.”
Species: Equine
Age:
Gender: Mare
Breed: Mustang Appaloosa Cross
Colour: Blanketed Grulla Appaloosa
Physical Appearance: She has hardly any markings at all in the end. She has the traditional blanketing of a grulla appaloosa but she sports a sock on her left hind leg and a star that radiates from her forehead just underneath her forelock.
Personality: She is somewhat of a hard to read little girl. She shows really no interest in the male species and gets along really well with others her age and if they are mares. Some would presume some things about her but they would not be true at all. She just prefers to keep males at a safe distance until she finds ont that will set her soul on fire like her mothers mate still does. She takes things to heart and does not really let others boss her around at all so she is not one that easily folds underneath pressure. She will always play hard to get by the males in her species but that is just the way that she is. She is more carefree and a free spirit that still has to grow and mature over time.
b]Images or References:[/b]
absurdus.deviantart.com/art/210-Feo-65632939
Image Ideas: Not really sure what to have for her. Maybe something that is a little flashy and strongly posed.
Example post with requested character:
The day was so strange since the escape from the womb that was very bumpy and jarring at the last moment. The scents of the new world stung the nostrils of her as she then allowed her small ears to take in the sounds around. The wind, the trees the grasses and the thunder only a few feet away. Looking out at the wide and open world with two different optics, one of a deep hazel and one of a light brown, she saw two massive creatures battling and the scent of something metallic came to her dainty nostrils. Looking around now she saw the form of another hovering over her setting to licking her clean. This must be her mother. The one that had carried her to life and into this new world. She looked to be tired and hurt by the strange casm in her side and the strange red liquid running down her neck.
Now as she stared she felt the nudge of a strong muzzle on her hind and she then turned to see her mother urging her up. Finally with a little squeal of protest she fumbled around to find her legs and then clumsily rose up. The nudging then coaxed her to a strong and good smelling area and then seeing what it was she then scuttled underneath her mother and drank deeply. As she gulped down the warm and nourishing liquid she heard her mother speak to her and call her something strange. Was it her name? She was not sure but she felt like it was so she accepted the name of Chimenia. Then feeling sleepy she tottered over to a nice looking area of grass and allowed her small blanketed form to collapse onto the soft and comforting grass.
Then looking up slightly she saw her mother look at her with some strange look and ran off. Feeling betrayed and vulnerable now she squealed alarmed and stumbled to her small hooves. Then seeing her mother yell at the closest beast she then saw her fly past him and charge the other with a fury. Still not sure what to do she looked out and then ran for her mother. She did not want her mother to leave her for she wanted to know her more than she did in the short time that they had only moments before. She was nearing the first stallion and still sending out small squealing sounds for her mother that was attacking this other stallion and trying to drive it off Chimenia galloped as fast as her small legs could go at such an early stage. She stumbled here and there but she had speed that was remarkable for a small filly of her hour.
Her soft appaloosa blanketed grulla hide flashed as her mismatched optics gleamed in the light and her star on her small forehead flashed white as well in the sun. All she wanted to be was close to her mother that was now growing further away and her small form could not make it so far in so little time.
Comments: None. ^_^
Signature?: Oh yes. I would like a clickable siggy that can fit in the signature part of the RP site. It has the same size as this site.
Which site(s) will you be using the image to? The Secret
Specific Artist?: Anyone that thinks that they can really do a good one for her.
Text:Name and Quote
Quote: “There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love.”
Species: Equine
Age:
Gender: Mare
Breed: Mustang Appaloosa Cross
Colour: Blanketed Grulla Appaloosa
Physical Appearance: She has hardly any markings at all in the end. She has the traditional blanketing of a grulla appaloosa but she sports a sock on her left hind leg and a star that radiates from her forehead just underneath her forelock.
Personality: She is somewhat of a hard to read little girl. She shows really no interest in the male species and gets along really well with others her age and if they are mares. Some would presume some things about her but they would not be true at all. She just prefers to keep males at a safe distance until she finds ont that will set her soul on fire like her mothers mate still does. She takes things to heart and does not really let others boss her around at all so she is not one that easily folds underneath pressure. She will always play hard to get by the males in her species but that is just the way that she is. She is more carefree and a free spirit that still has to grow and mature over time.
b]Images or References:[/b]
absurdus.deviantart.com/art/210-Feo-65632939
Image Ideas: Not really sure what to have for her. Maybe something that is a little flashy and strongly posed.
Example post with requested character:
The day was so strange since the escape from the womb that was very bumpy and jarring at the last moment. The scents of the new world stung the nostrils of her as she then allowed her small ears to take in the sounds around. The wind, the trees the grasses and the thunder only a few feet away. Looking out at the wide and open world with two different optics, one of a deep hazel and one of a light brown, she saw two massive creatures battling and the scent of something metallic came to her dainty nostrils. Looking around now she saw the form of another hovering over her setting to licking her clean. This must be her mother. The one that had carried her to life and into this new world. She looked to be tired and hurt by the strange casm in her side and the strange red liquid running down her neck.
Now as she stared she felt the nudge of a strong muzzle on her hind and she then turned to see her mother urging her up. Finally with a little squeal of protest she fumbled around to find her legs and then clumsily rose up. The nudging then coaxed her to a strong and good smelling area and then seeing what it was she then scuttled underneath her mother and drank deeply. As she gulped down the warm and nourishing liquid she heard her mother speak to her and call her something strange. Was it her name? She was not sure but she felt like it was so she accepted the name of Chimenia. Then feeling sleepy she tottered over to a nice looking area of grass and allowed her small blanketed form to collapse onto the soft and comforting grass.
Then looking up slightly she saw her mother look at her with some strange look and ran off. Feeling betrayed and vulnerable now she squealed alarmed and stumbled to her small hooves. Then seeing her mother yell at the closest beast she then saw her fly past him and charge the other with a fury. Still not sure what to do she looked out and then ran for her mother. She did not want her mother to leave her for she wanted to know her more than she did in the short time that they had only moments before. She was nearing the first stallion and still sending out small squealing sounds for her mother that was attacking this other stallion and trying to drive it off Chimenia galloped as fast as her small legs could go at such an early stage. She stumbled here and there but she had speed that was remarkable for a small filly of her hour.
Her soft appaloosa blanketed grulla hide flashed as her mismatched optics gleamed in the light and her star on her small forehead flashed white as well in the sun. All she wanted to be was close to her mother that was now growing further away and her small form could not make it so far in so little time.
Comments: None. ^_^
Signature?: Oh yes. I would like a clickable siggy that can fit in the signature part of the RP site. It has the same size as this site.
Which site(s) will you be using the image to? The Secret
Specific Artist?: Anyone that thinks that they can really do a good one for her.
