Post by greer on May 13, 2010 16:51:38 GMT -5
Name of Character(s): Jenova
Text: none
Quote: Is it that we just forgot ourselves?
Species: Horse
Age: Five
Gender: Mare
Breed: Arabian x Thoroughbred
Colour:
Ears: Brown
Face: Violet
Upper neck/upper mane: Ice Blue
Middle neck/middle mane: Medium Green
Lower neck/ lower mane: Medium Yellow
Half-of-Body and top of tail: Medium Orange]
Legs and other half of body, and underneath tail: Red
Hooves: Brown.
Eyes: Violet\
Physical Appearance:
Strong boned, pregnant. Light built.
Personality:
Hippy, wise, pure.
Images or References:
none.
Image Ideas:
colourize-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-Stallion-12-162233705
colourize-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-Stallion-9-162073260
colourize-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-Stallion-14-163716438
Example post with requested character:
Jenova stood on the borderline of Eisdell. Her legs shook, she had just experience the feeling of nervousness and anxiety. It felt awkward for her new mind. She used to hide in quiet places of her world so she hadn't taken much time to speak for herself. She had somewhat of a awkward feeling here, it wasn't that easy for her to adjust to this even though she was learning quickly. It sometimes brought pain to herself. She considered pain as unpleasant and aversive. Jenova had actually not have felt pain ever in her life, that's one of the reasons she could not adjust to this life... This body.
Dim violet eyes move across the landscape, the mountains were snow capped, the trees were large and green. She could already see that they would prick against her skin if she dare goes near one. She then moves her eyes across the valley where a lake is planted. She cannot see most of the valley due to the curve of mountains. It was a sweet air of summer that fills the air around her, it made her feel light headed. She wished she didn't have to breathe all the time. You didn't have to breathe in her old world. There was no air, only the empty space in the emptiness of everything. She knew of no one in her world, only that she was giving a fragment of herself to something else, to a lot of things.
The colored mare sighs and looks down at the grass beneath her hooves. It was all too strange.. Jenova blinks softly and looks back up. She stretched her legs forward and slowly rockets down a steep slope of one of the mountain sides. The grass ripped from the ear and she slide sideways when it just was too sleep.Once she reached the bottom she stopped immediately. Her ears swiveled at the sound of a whicker, it sounded like Atticus. She had no feeling towards any of this right now so it just went smoothly. Her legs broke out once more at a fast gallop. She was not usual to this pace but it would have to do.
The trees waved past her as she sprung forward. The bristles lightly scraped against her back and her shoulders. At least her thick coat would protect her from most of these branches. She always had a similar coat thickness of the season winter. The wind whistled past her ears, and her mane and tail flying behind her though moving very slowly and ignoring the thundering of wind. They instead just moved very slowly..
Jenova circled around a few other trees before slowing to a mild walk towards the dun stallion that looked slightly red. As she moved closer the sun beamed down against her back making almost a warm feeling, still she didn't like the feeling of all of this. The simple thing was she never showed her feelings.. She approached the black mare who she did not know of yet. She stopped a few feet away from where the were to make a somewhat of a original distance between them, or a bit to far...
"Hello."
Comments:
Please make the mane and tail in the wind, the flow without care xP And some experience with recoloring <33
Signature?: A clicky possibly? 500 width 200 height?? Then the orignal size of 500x650
Which site thedreamscape.freehostia.com/
Specific Artist?: Anyone who is good at recoloring and mane and tails.
Text: none
Quote: Is it that we just forgot ourselves?
Species: Horse
Age: Five
Gender: Mare
Breed: Arabian x Thoroughbred
Colour:
Ears: Brown
Face: Violet
Upper neck/upper mane: Ice Blue
Middle neck/middle mane: Medium Green
Lower neck/ lower mane: Medium Yellow
Half-of-Body and top of tail: Medium Orange]
Legs and other half of body, and underneath tail: Red
Hooves: Brown.
Eyes: Violet\
Physical Appearance:
Strong boned, pregnant. Light built.
Personality:
Hippy, wise, pure.
Images or References:
none.
Image Ideas:
colourize-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-Stallion-12-162233705
colourize-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-Stallion-9-162073260
colourize-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-Stallion-14-163716438
Example post with requested character:
Jenova stood on the borderline of Eisdell. Her legs shook, she had just experience the feeling of nervousness and anxiety. It felt awkward for her new mind. She used to hide in quiet places of her world so she hadn't taken much time to speak for herself. She had somewhat of a awkward feeling here, it wasn't that easy for her to adjust to this even though she was learning quickly. It sometimes brought pain to herself. She considered pain as unpleasant and aversive. Jenova had actually not have felt pain ever in her life, that's one of the reasons she could not adjust to this life... This body.
Dim violet eyes move across the landscape, the mountains were snow capped, the trees were large and green. She could already see that they would prick against her skin if she dare goes near one. She then moves her eyes across the valley where a lake is planted. She cannot see most of the valley due to the curve of mountains. It was a sweet air of summer that fills the air around her, it made her feel light headed. She wished she didn't have to breathe all the time. You didn't have to breathe in her old world. There was no air, only the empty space in the emptiness of everything. She knew of no one in her world, only that she was giving a fragment of herself to something else, to a lot of things.
The colored mare sighs and looks down at the grass beneath her hooves. It was all too strange.. Jenova blinks softly and looks back up. She stretched her legs forward and slowly rockets down a steep slope of one of the mountain sides. The grass ripped from the ear and she slide sideways when it just was too sleep.Once she reached the bottom she stopped immediately. Her ears swiveled at the sound of a whicker, it sounded like Atticus. She had no feeling towards any of this right now so it just went smoothly. Her legs broke out once more at a fast gallop. She was not usual to this pace but it would have to do.
The trees waved past her as she sprung forward. The bristles lightly scraped against her back and her shoulders. At least her thick coat would protect her from most of these branches. She always had a similar coat thickness of the season winter. The wind whistled past her ears, and her mane and tail flying behind her though moving very slowly and ignoring the thundering of wind. They instead just moved very slowly..
Jenova circled around a few other trees before slowing to a mild walk towards the dun stallion that looked slightly red. As she moved closer the sun beamed down against her back making almost a warm feeling, still she didn't like the feeling of all of this. The simple thing was she never showed her feelings.. She approached the black mare who she did not know of yet. She stopped a few feet away from where the were to make a somewhat of a original distance between them, or a bit to far...
"Hello."
Comments:
Please make the mane and tail in the wind, the flow without care xP And some experience with recoloring <33
Signature?: A clicky possibly? 500 width 200 height?? Then the orignal size of 500x650
Which site thedreamscape.freehostia.com/
Specific Artist?: Anyone who is good at recoloring and mane and tails.
