Post by madenergy on Oct 20, 2009 7:51:06 GMT -5
Name of Character(s):Pilgrim
Text:Eh, I’m not too picky about face. Whatever works best.
Quote:I’m too sexy for my shirt
Species:horse
Age:twelve-ish
Gender:stallion
Breed:Suffolk Punch x Clydesdale (predominately Suffolk)
Colour: Grullo
Physical Appearance:You already know what’s required. He’s massive, towering in at nearly 18 hands and he’s also built quite heavily, muscular. We like to call him the powerhouse. He’s a dark shade of grullo complete with most of the primitive markings such as the dorsal stripe, zebra striping, etc. He has no markings that I’m aware of (except for the primitive markings I mentioned earlier) and even though he has Clyesdale blood he really doesn’t have feathering.
Personality:Pilgrim is one of a kind, and not necessarily in a good way. He's quite dark with a brutal, almost sarcastic sense of humour. He's quick to anger and easily capable of holding a grudge. He can be inordinately loyal and those few that have him as a friend can be sure that he will not waver. However, he is known for his indecision and very rarely ever takes sides in a fight, preferring instead to make the most of it for himself. He has a long history, some things are light, most things are dark.
Images or References: sorry, I don’t have any. I had a hard time finding something that suited him but I’m really not all that wonderful finding stock.
Image Ideas:I don’t really have anything in mind but Pilgrim, sometimes also known as the wanderer, is the quiet guy in the corner that no one really knows a lot about. Everyone whispers about him, who he is, what he’s doing in town but no one really knows him. He’s just the dark, mysterious man in corner and in Pilgrim’s case he’s an incredible sexybeast to boot. Hopefully in one way or another you can give off that feel with the picture.
Example post with requested character:Pilgrim walked slowly, deliberately. He placed each hoof with absolute precision and moved with the silence and grace of one who had spent many a year practicing it. His ears never ceased their movement, flicking this way and that. He’d learnt long ago that if he was ready, he’d never have to get ready. He didn’t have anything to lose, bar his life, and he wasn’t about ready to go into debt. He’s gone by so many names, he’s been to so many places. Made friends, more enemies. His broad forehead held many troubles. Troubles that he tried not to think about. Troubles that sometimes got the better of him. His deep tapering neck was arched, the muscles rigid through his back, his muscled shoulders stiff, almost reluctant to move. He’d seen so many years, so many lands. He’d left every one of them in the same way. Despair. Pain. Agonising pain. But that was who he was. He could not stay in one place. He could not stay with one horse. He had to wander. He always had to look, to search, for something he didn’t know existed. How could he look for something he’d never known, seen, felt or even heard of?
Comments:I apologise that this order doesn’t have much to go on but it is to be a gift and I find it difficult give information about characters that aren’t mine. If you have any questions feel free to ask and I’ll try and answer them to the best of my ability. Thank you very much for doing this picture for me.
Signature?: If I could have a clicky please. Any size shape as long as it’s not wider than 600px. And could I also have a matching icon?
Which site(s) will you be using the image to?www.triadandcupcakes.com
Specific Artist?: I’m quite fond of crazy’s work as she did such a magnificent job with Slythe but any artist will do just splendidly.
Text:Eh, I’m not too picky about face. Whatever works best.
Quote:I’m too sexy for my shirt
Species:horse
Age:twelve-ish
Gender:stallion
Breed:Suffolk Punch x Clydesdale (predominately Suffolk)
Colour: Grullo
Physical Appearance:You already know what’s required. He’s massive, towering in at nearly 18 hands and he’s also built quite heavily, muscular. We like to call him the powerhouse. He’s a dark shade of grullo complete with most of the primitive markings such as the dorsal stripe, zebra striping, etc. He has no markings that I’m aware of (except for the primitive markings I mentioned earlier) and even though he has Clyesdale blood he really doesn’t have feathering.
Personality:Pilgrim is one of a kind, and not necessarily in a good way. He's quite dark with a brutal, almost sarcastic sense of humour. He's quick to anger and easily capable of holding a grudge. He can be inordinately loyal and those few that have him as a friend can be sure that he will not waver. However, he is known for his indecision and very rarely ever takes sides in a fight, preferring instead to make the most of it for himself. He has a long history, some things are light, most things are dark.
Images or References: sorry, I don’t have any. I had a hard time finding something that suited him but I’m really not all that wonderful finding stock.
Image Ideas:I don’t really have anything in mind but Pilgrim, sometimes also known as the wanderer, is the quiet guy in the corner that no one really knows a lot about. Everyone whispers about him, who he is, what he’s doing in town but no one really knows him. He’s just the dark, mysterious man in corner and in Pilgrim’s case he’s an incredible sexybeast to boot. Hopefully in one way or another you can give off that feel with the picture.
Example post with requested character:Pilgrim walked slowly, deliberately. He placed each hoof with absolute precision and moved with the silence and grace of one who had spent many a year practicing it. His ears never ceased their movement, flicking this way and that. He’d learnt long ago that if he was ready, he’d never have to get ready. He didn’t have anything to lose, bar his life, and he wasn’t about ready to go into debt. He’s gone by so many names, he’s been to so many places. Made friends, more enemies. His broad forehead held many troubles. Troubles that he tried not to think about. Troubles that sometimes got the better of him. His deep tapering neck was arched, the muscles rigid through his back, his muscled shoulders stiff, almost reluctant to move. He’d seen so many years, so many lands. He’d left every one of them in the same way. Despair. Pain. Agonising pain. But that was who he was. He could not stay in one place. He could not stay with one horse. He had to wander. He always had to look, to search, for something he didn’t know existed. How could he look for something he’d never known, seen, felt or even heard of?
Comments:I apologise that this order doesn’t have much to go on but it is to be a gift and I find it difficult give information about characters that aren’t mine. If you have any questions feel free to ask and I’ll try and answer them to the best of my ability. Thank you very much for doing this picture for me.
Signature?: If I could have a clicky please. Any size shape as long as it’s not wider than 600px. And could I also have a matching icon?
Which site(s) will you be using the image to?www.triadandcupcakes.com
Specific Artist?: I’m quite fond of crazy’s work as she did such a magnificent job with Slythe but any artist will do just splendidly.