Post by sonya on Jan 25, 2010 14:57:38 GMT -5
Name of Character(s): Gawain
Text: Gawain
Quote: The gifts the gods gave me I use in battle or in bed.
Species: Equine
Age: 4
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Andalusian
Colour: Greyed out grey (looks white)
Physical Appearance: Stocky like any Andalusian is. He's a greyed out grey, so basically he looks 'white'. Scars liter his pelt, from the recent fights.
Personality: Crude. Knows that he is great at fighting and a 'ladies' man. He uses his charms to his advantage whenever he gets the chance, though is loyal to his 'brothers'
Images or References: ximpossible.deviantart.com/art/Illusion-5-81382587
deirdre-t.deviantart.com/art/My-Belleza-109913888
nikkayla-stock.deviantart.com/art/Tamarillo-45722684
curious-stock.deviantart.com/art/horse32-119805942
Image Ideas: He's a ladies man, cocky so.....perhaps a sort of vain look to it? I dunno, have fun with it?
Example post with requested character: Cold it was unbelievably cold. How the freak could Tristan stand it here? If it wasn't snowing, it was raining, if it wasn't raining, it was foggy. An annoyed snort escaped vocals as the graceful brute danced towards his brothers lands. Bleached out pelt blended in with the white powder that covered the ground and had begun to cling to powerful limbs. Long flowing tail dragged the ground as mane clung to nape. Yet another snort escaped vocals Oh you're welcome in Flug anytime brother. If I don't freeze to death first trying to get there He grumbled to himself after mimicing Tristan. He had to remind himself that it was just a visit, he wasn't going to stay unless Tristan begged him to. Of course he knew it was a lie, he and their other brothers would be arriving in Unehrlich to stay for their own lands had been taken over. Behind him he heard Galahads grumping and his head turned to look at the younger stallion. Shouldn't be that much further....according to Tristan. At his brothers annoyed replied he turned around and moved into a trot. Plowing through the snow; muscles rippled beneath bleached pelt. Auds flicked back listening to his 'twin' trod on behind him. Ok so they weren't really twins, but could pull it off if they claimed it. Oh Tristan was so going to get it when he got to Flug...One for making them walk without him to lead them to this land, and two because in this trip so far. He'd seen zero mares!
Comments: 700 wide or less please
Which site(s) will you be using the image to? unehrlich.freehostia.com/index.php
Specific Artist?:
Text: Gawain
Quote: The gifts the gods gave me I use in battle or in bed.
Species: Equine
Age: 4
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Andalusian
Colour: Greyed out grey (looks white)
Physical Appearance: Stocky like any Andalusian is. He's a greyed out grey, so basically he looks 'white'. Scars liter his pelt, from the recent fights.
Personality: Crude. Knows that he is great at fighting and a 'ladies' man. He uses his charms to his advantage whenever he gets the chance, though is loyal to his 'brothers'
Images or References: ximpossible.deviantart.com/art/Illusion-5-81382587
deirdre-t.deviantart.com/art/My-Belleza-109913888
nikkayla-stock.deviantart.com/art/Tamarillo-45722684
curious-stock.deviantart.com/art/horse32-119805942
Image Ideas: He's a ladies man, cocky so.....perhaps a sort of vain look to it? I dunno, have fun with it?
Example post with requested character: Cold it was unbelievably cold. How the freak could Tristan stand it here? If it wasn't snowing, it was raining, if it wasn't raining, it was foggy. An annoyed snort escaped vocals as the graceful brute danced towards his brothers lands. Bleached out pelt blended in with the white powder that covered the ground and had begun to cling to powerful limbs. Long flowing tail dragged the ground as mane clung to nape. Yet another snort escaped vocals Oh you're welcome in Flug anytime brother. If I don't freeze to death first trying to get there He grumbled to himself after mimicing Tristan. He had to remind himself that it was just a visit, he wasn't going to stay unless Tristan begged him to. Of course he knew it was a lie, he and their other brothers would be arriving in Unehrlich to stay for their own lands had been taken over. Behind him he heard Galahads grumping and his head turned to look at the younger stallion. Shouldn't be that much further....according to Tristan. At his brothers annoyed replied he turned around and moved into a trot. Plowing through the snow; muscles rippled beneath bleached pelt. Auds flicked back listening to his 'twin' trod on behind him. Ok so they weren't really twins, but could pull it off if they claimed it. Oh Tristan was so going to get it when he got to Flug...One for making them walk without him to lead them to this land, and two because in this trip so far. He'd seen zero mares!
Comments: 700 wide or less please
Which site(s) will you be using the image to? unehrlich.freehostia.com/index.php
Specific Artist?:
