Post by merei on Jul 12, 2010 18:31:05 GMT -5
ccdddon'tn'tte of Character(s):[/b] Izarra
Text: Name and quote please
Quote: Any lyrics from: www.lyricsty.com/lyrics/a/anya_marina/satellite_heart.html
Species: Horse
Age: 4
Gender: Mare
Breed: QH/TB/Paso Fino mix
Colour: Amber Champagne Sabino
Physical Appearance: Very feminine and sleek, with a well built body, and soft, hazel brown eyes. Her body language is always kind and warm, and she is definitely and eye catcher. She has one well defined blaze on her face, and I would love if that was included. Any other sabino markings are up to you/availability in pictures.
Personality: Izarra is very independent and loving, but has been through a lot with the one she loved. He kept leaving her, and never gave her an explanation, so she was terribly sad and confused for a while. She always looks for the brighter side of things, and gets along well with stallions, because she finds them less temperamental, so you could say she is very easygoing.
Images or References: mustang-keeps.deviantart.com/favourites/#/d2nnku3 her coloring
Image Ideas: I'm not a very picky person, so I can go with just about whatever you decide looks the best. I would like to have some nebula or something for the sky, because the starry skies go along with her name, which means "star". Any type of terrain works, but I would like if the horse's body position could be inviting, nothing angry or violent.
Example post with requested character: I think this one really exemplifies her forgiving nature and warm heart.
She never knew what to think anymore, everything about him was so unclear. Each day, she tried to get over him, tried to get past this sad attachment she had towards him. Some days were better than others, and she was almost normal, Candyman was always so close to allowing her to forget him altogether, but never was she as perfect as before. Forever, his voice and his scent haunted her being, tormenting her at times, others leaving her in blissful remembrance.
Being here, in the green room, left her in the most whole she had felt in a while. Their scents had almost been preserved here, mingled together in a capturing aroma. After a while, it seemed that his half became stronger, but dirtier, and eventually she heard the footsteps. For a moment, Izarra’s mind panicked, fearing that someone had found her in this secret hideaway, and her purity would be ravaged, trapped, unable to get away. But the smallest bit of him became visible, and suddenly, there he was. It was not the same joyful Balthazar she remembered here last, not even as well as he appeared at their last meeting, but nevertheless, he was before her, and he breath caught in her throat.
Izarra was surprised to see him so tearful before anything had even happened, but she couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, couldn’t even blink. Her heart started to drop as he began to turn away, but lifted with the smallest wings of hope as he returned, her eyes beginning to water as he spoke. So broken, just the thought made her want to cry, but she tried to be stronger this time, and to not let him get to her the same way he had the last time and months afterwards.
Still unable to move, rooted to her corner, her ears soak up the words that he speaks, saving them to her memory, never wanting to forget, not that she ever did. Her great hazel eyes sparkled with tears and sorrow, but his speech, it was not as cruel as last time, and this time is was a happier sorrow. Still pained, but she was being fixed, even if this small reunion seemed insignificant to others. One small, broken step is taken in his direction, words attempting to leave her mouth as well, but doing so unsuccessfully. A few more steps, and she stands in front of his disheveled form, one small crystal drop falling from her eyes and running down her amber cheek.
“I won’t say some of the things I want, because they don’t matter right now. Just- I don’t care what happened before. I don’t want you to leave anymore. I’m sick of it, all of it, and I want you…” She trailed off, tears falling more evenly now, but not so heavily as before. The words hung on the tip of her tongue that she had wanted so desperately to say for years now. A silence hung in the air, heavy, waiting, before they finally dropped.
“I… I love you, Balthazar.”
They were whispered, but heavy, full of the raw emotion that so readily filled her heart. She couldn’t bring herself to smile, not yet, but her eyes watched his every feature, even those that he was ashamed of, praying, hoping, that he might finally pull out the knife and begin to repair the wound he had created in her heart.
Comments: Thanks a billion to whoever does this! I had made a pic for her, but I wasn't happy with my style, so... oh, and here it is if you want some idea of what I did for her: mustang-keeps.deviantart.com/art/Izarra-i-ll-be-true-to-you-170212759
<33333 Thanks again!!!! *offers cookies*
Signature?: yes please, about 600 x 250
Which site(s) will you be using the image to? www.thelostislands.webs.com/enchanted/frames.htm
Specific Artist?: Crazy, Nikkayla, Ohverintoxicated, or Spectra, unless anyone else wants to do it?
Text: Name and quote please
Quote: Any lyrics from: www.lyricsty.com/lyrics/a/anya_marina/satellite_heart.html
Species: Horse
Age: 4
Gender: Mare
Breed: QH/TB/Paso Fino mix
Colour: Amber Champagne Sabino
Physical Appearance: Very feminine and sleek, with a well built body, and soft, hazel brown eyes. Her body language is always kind and warm, and she is definitely and eye catcher. She has one well defined blaze on her face, and I would love if that was included. Any other sabino markings are up to you/availability in pictures.
Personality: Izarra is very independent and loving, but has been through a lot with the one she loved. He kept leaving her, and never gave her an explanation, so she was terribly sad and confused for a while. She always looks for the brighter side of things, and gets along well with stallions, because she finds them less temperamental, so you could say she is very easygoing.
Images or References: mustang-keeps.deviantart.com/favourites/#/d2nnku3 her coloring
Image Ideas: I'm not a very picky person, so I can go with just about whatever you decide looks the best. I would like to have some nebula or something for the sky, because the starry skies go along with her name, which means "star". Any type of terrain works, but I would like if the horse's body position could be inviting, nothing angry or violent.
Example post with requested character: I think this one really exemplifies her forgiving nature and warm heart.
She never knew what to think anymore, everything about him was so unclear. Each day, she tried to get over him, tried to get past this sad attachment she had towards him. Some days were better than others, and she was almost normal, Candyman was always so close to allowing her to forget him altogether, but never was she as perfect as before. Forever, his voice and his scent haunted her being, tormenting her at times, others leaving her in blissful remembrance.
Being here, in the green room, left her in the most whole she had felt in a while. Their scents had almost been preserved here, mingled together in a capturing aroma. After a while, it seemed that his half became stronger, but dirtier, and eventually she heard the footsteps. For a moment, Izarra’s mind panicked, fearing that someone had found her in this secret hideaway, and her purity would be ravaged, trapped, unable to get away. But the smallest bit of him became visible, and suddenly, there he was. It was not the same joyful Balthazar she remembered here last, not even as well as he appeared at their last meeting, but nevertheless, he was before her, and he breath caught in her throat.
Izarra was surprised to see him so tearful before anything had even happened, but she couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, couldn’t even blink. Her heart started to drop as he began to turn away, but lifted with the smallest wings of hope as he returned, her eyes beginning to water as he spoke. So broken, just the thought made her want to cry, but she tried to be stronger this time, and to not let him get to her the same way he had the last time and months afterwards.
Still unable to move, rooted to her corner, her ears soak up the words that he speaks, saving them to her memory, never wanting to forget, not that she ever did. Her great hazel eyes sparkled with tears and sorrow, but his speech, it was not as cruel as last time, and this time is was a happier sorrow. Still pained, but she was being fixed, even if this small reunion seemed insignificant to others. One small, broken step is taken in his direction, words attempting to leave her mouth as well, but doing so unsuccessfully. A few more steps, and she stands in front of his disheveled form, one small crystal drop falling from her eyes and running down her amber cheek.
“I won’t say some of the things I want, because they don’t matter right now. Just- I don’t care what happened before. I don’t want you to leave anymore. I’m sick of it, all of it, and I want you…” She trailed off, tears falling more evenly now, but not so heavily as before. The words hung on the tip of her tongue that she had wanted so desperately to say for years now. A silence hung in the air, heavy, waiting, before they finally dropped.
“I… I love you, Balthazar.”
They were whispered, but heavy, full of the raw emotion that so readily filled her heart. She couldn’t bring herself to smile, not yet, but her eyes watched his every feature, even those that he was ashamed of, praying, hoping, that he might finally pull out the knife and begin to repair the wound he had created in her heart.
Comments: Thanks a billion to whoever does this! I had made a pic for her, but I wasn't happy with my style, so... oh, and here it is if you want some idea of what I did for her: mustang-keeps.deviantart.com/art/Izarra-i-ll-be-true-to-you-170212759
<33333 Thanks again!!!! *offers cookies*
Signature?: yes please, about 600 x 250
Which site(s) will you be using the image to? www.thelostislands.webs.com/enchanted/frames.htm
Specific Artist?: Crazy, Nikkayla, Ohverintoxicated, or Spectra, unless anyone else wants to do it?
