Post by excalibur on Jun 9, 2010 17:21:57 GMT -5
Name of Character(s): Ansiar
Text: Ansiar and quote
Quote: "Behind my {silent screaming} eyes, can't you see, I'm
dying inside."
Species: Horse
Age: 4 years
Gender: mare
Breed: Thoroughbred x Clydesdale
Colour: light bay
Physical Appearance: well-muscled, but not extremely heavy, she
has no marking, but a bit of feathering on her legs. She's not extremely
femminine, but you can still tell she's a female.
Personality: She is cold and has distanced herself from
everyone. She's a loner, and independant. She believes everyone is
going to leave her, and is reserved and unfeeling. Very stand-offish, antisocial type.
Images or References: browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&q=emily+3+horse#/d1oox8a only a wee bitsy lighter, and this is just an idea of what she looks like.
Image Ideas: Ideas, ideas...maybe something dark-ish, like in early evening? Blue/gray as the main color scheme. But if you find anything else
that works, thats awesome too. I'm not picky
Example post with requested character:
The moonlight shone down on the meadow, leaving a silver-violet tinged
glow on the grey mare standing protectively over her newborn filly. The
foal's pelt was the colour of amber, but two and a half shades darker.
Her eyes were gazing around in wonder of the world, that look that only
newborns can have.
Only a week later, that same foal's amber coat was caked in mud and dust.
Her eyes that had been filled with joy and wonder were now dull and
lifeless. Lifeless, except for the rejection and pain seen so clearly in
their deep brown depths. This was how the two-year-old colt found her -
starving and severely dehydrated. It was a wonder she had even made it
this long. He took her and cared for her, as he didn't know what else to
do. Now, now there seemed to be a flicker of hope in her future. Now, she
had someone to love her and to care for her.
Fast forward, four years into the future. That was then, this is now. The
colt, well, he's gone now. The only one that ever cared for me. Gone.
Left. Dead. I have long since learned that everyone who comes into my
life leaves, whether through death, or other reasons. Reasons I do not
care let re-enter my thoughts. I have closed myself off from everyone.
Maybe not physically, but mentally. If nobody gets beneath my shell, then
I won't feel any pain when they leave me. Again. And again. I am running
- running from a shattered past, from everything I have done that can't
be erased, from ME. ME, the one nobody wanted. ME, the one nobody
remembers. ME, the one nobody thought was worth fighting for. The only
one who did died trying.
That is my story. I have come here to leave it all behind. To forget. To
cover up everything the best I can.
Yet deep inside I know that I cannot hide from my past forever.
Comments: :S You are probably going to have to tell me how to use
it, lol. I'm newer to this, but I love all of it already!
Signature?: If yes, please include the size you would like.
K, I changed my mind. I don't want one... lol.
Which site(s) will you be using the image to?
The Lost Islands ( www.thelostislands.webs.com )
Specific Artist?: open! ^^
Text: Ansiar and quote
Quote: "Behind my {silent screaming} eyes, can't you see, I'm
dying inside."
Species: Horse
Age: 4 years
Gender: mare
Breed: Thoroughbred x Clydesdale
Colour: light bay
Physical Appearance: well-muscled, but not extremely heavy, she
has no marking, but a bit of feathering on her legs. She's not extremely
femminine, but you can still tell she's a female.
Personality: She is cold and has distanced herself from
everyone. She's a loner, and independant. She believes everyone is
going to leave her, and is reserved and unfeeling. Very stand-offish, antisocial type.
Images or References: browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&q=emily+3+horse#/d1oox8a only a wee bitsy lighter, and this is just an idea of what she looks like.
Image Ideas: Ideas, ideas...maybe something dark-ish, like in early evening? Blue/gray as the main color scheme. But if you find anything else
that works, thats awesome too. I'm not picky
Example post with requested character:
The moonlight shone down on the meadow, leaving a silver-violet tinged
glow on the grey mare standing protectively over her newborn filly. The
foal's pelt was the colour of amber, but two and a half shades darker.
Her eyes were gazing around in wonder of the world, that look that only
newborns can have.
Only a week later, that same foal's amber coat was caked in mud and dust.
Her eyes that had been filled with joy and wonder were now dull and
lifeless. Lifeless, except for the rejection and pain seen so clearly in
their deep brown depths. This was how the two-year-old colt found her -
starving and severely dehydrated. It was a wonder she had even made it
this long. He took her and cared for her, as he didn't know what else to
do. Now, now there seemed to be a flicker of hope in her future. Now, she
had someone to love her and to care for her.
Fast forward, four years into the future. That was then, this is now. The
colt, well, he's gone now. The only one that ever cared for me. Gone.
Left. Dead. I have long since learned that everyone who comes into my
life leaves, whether through death, or other reasons. Reasons I do not
care let re-enter my thoughts. I have closed myself off from everyone.
Maybe not physically, but mentally. If nobody gets beneath my shell, then
I won't feel any pain when they leave me. Again. And again. I am running
- running from a shattered past, from everything I have done that can't
be erased, from ME. ME, the one nobody wanted. ME, the one nobody
remembers. ME, the one nobody thought was worth fighting for. The only
one who did died trying.
That is my story. I have come here to leave it all behind. To forget. To
cover up everything the best I can.
Yet deep inside I know that I cannot hide from my past forever.
Comments: :S You are probably going to have to tell me how to use
it, lol. I'm newer to this, but I love all of it already!
Signature?: If yes, please include the size you would like.
K, I changed my mind. I don't want one... lol.
Which site(s) will you be using the image to?
The Lost Islands ( www.thelostislands.webs.com )
Specific Artist?: open! ^^
