Post by razi on Sept 20, 2009 14:44:44 GMT -5
Name of Character(s): Jafar
Text:something eerie
Quote:none
Species:horse
Age:5
Gender:Stallion
Breed:Friesian
Colour:Midnight Black
Physical Appearance: Large and foreboding, you don't want to mess with him
Personality: He is a butt, not caring what others think of him. He will attack when provoked and put everyone even a mare in her place.
Reference Image: www.allstallionsdirectory.com/wbdirnew/friesian/fr0010/fr0010lg.jpg (Just to show what he looks like not to be used)
Image Ideas: Well I am really open, I was thinking possibly having him running down a somewhat dark forest path (but not so dark that you can barley see him). If any artist that would like to do this, that has an idea that is different, feel free to put it together and I most likely will like it. I would prefer though that cool colors and tones be used, but am ok with warm when needed.
Example post with requested character: The cold is good, it helps to settle my boiling blood Jafar thinks as he paces along his hooves leaving gaping impressions in the snow with every step he took. Coming to a halt, Jafar gazed at the band of rouge brutes warming themselves in the steaming ponds just beyond the treeline where he stood in the shadows. How immature they were, too weak to withstand the cold, they had to warm themselves like babies in the hot spring. He was definitely not like them with this icy heart of his, that never felt remorse or much of anything except anger and disdain for everyone around him. These disgusting pigs were in for a rude awakening, now that he was on the scene, soon enough they would be running for the hills. But for now, he was content to merely barge in and establish himself.
Stepping forward quietly, Jafar approached the young crowd not alerting them with his hushed footfalls. When he was within a few steps he spoke gruffly "So which one of you rats calls himself the leader?", letting a smug smile crease his cracked dry lips. He could care less if he insulted any of these wimps by what he said. Pawing a hoof impatiently he waited for one of them to hurry speak up before he lost his temper.He had little patience for anyone these days especially these witless cronies. He would much rather be off terrorizing a pretty mare, then be here, but those accursed niceties required him to establish his permission to be here with the big man before attending to his own meaningless needs. For now he was just going to have to wait, though it greatly displeased him. But then you never know, maybe something halfway amusing would happen, like one of these young brutes trying to challenge him or put him in his place. If they did they would be severely sorry.
Comments:Feel free to experiment I am very open on this one
Signature?:Nope
Which site(s) will you be using the image to? avatraiv3.proboards.com/
Specific Artist?: nope anyone will do
Text:something eerie
Quote:none
Species:horse
Age:5
Gender:Stallion
Breed:Friesian
Colour:Midnight Black
Physical Appearance: Large and foreboding, you don't want to mess with him
Personality: He is a butt, not caring what others think of him. He will attack when provoked and put everyone even a mare in her place.
Reference Image: www.allstallionsdirectory.com/wbdirnew/friesian/fr0010/fr0010lg.jpg (Just to show what he looks like not to be used)
Image Ideas: Well I am really open, I was thinking possibly having him running down a somewhat dark forest path (but not so dark that you can barley see him). If any artist that would like to do this, that has an idea that is different, feel free to put it together and I most likely will like it. I would prefer though that cool colors and tones be used, but am ok with warm when needed.
Example post with requested character: The cold is good, it helps to settle my boiling blood Jafar thinks as he paces along his hooves leaving gaping impressions in the snow with every step he took. Coming to a halt, Jafar gazed at the band of rouge brutes warming themselves in the steaming ponds just beyond the treeline where he stood in the shadows. How immature they were, too weak to withstand the cold, they had to warm themselves like babies in the hot spring. He was definitely not like them with this icy heart of his, that never felt remorse or much of anything except anger and disdain for everyone around him. These disgusting pigs were in for a rude awakening, now that he was on the scene, soon enough they would be running for the hills. But for now, he was content to merely barge in and establish himself.
Stepping forward quietly, Jafar approached the young crowd not alerting them with his hushed footfalls. When he was within a few steps he spoke gruffly "So which one of you rats calls himself the leader?", letting a smug smile crease his cracked dry lips. He could care less if he insulted any of these wimps by what he said. Pawing a hoof impatiently he waited for one of them to hurry speak up before he lost his temper.He had little patience for anyone these days especially these witless cronies. He would much rather be off terrorizing a pretty mare, then be here, but those accursed niceties required him to establish his permission to be here with the big man before attending to his own meaningless needs. For now he was just going to have to wait, though it greatly displeased him. But then you never know, maybe something halfway amusing would happen, like one of these young brutes trying to challenge him or put him in his place. If they did they would be severely sorry.
Comments:Feel free to experiment I am very open on this one
Signature?:Nope
Which site(s) will you be using the image to? avatraiv3.proboards.com/
Specific Artist?: nope anyone will do
