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Post by scrimpy on Jun 8, 2008 19:11:25 GMT -5
{ we now pronounce you } [/size][/color][/font] Rebirthing [»] none - empty
Existing [»] Erysichthon - male crossbred horse of six years; currently leader of apple wake
Subsiding [»] none - empty
Vanquished [»] none - empty
updated: june 8, 2008
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Post by scrimpy on Jun 8, 2008 19:37:54 GMT -5
coming soon to theater near you! Embodiment[/color] Gender: male Age: six Breed: qh x tb Height: 16.0 Weight: 1637 Right eye: brilliant deep sapphire blue Left eye: brilliant deep sapphire blue Pelt: blue roan brindle Facial Marks: none Right Side: none Left Side: none Forelegs: none Hindlegs: none Herd: apple wake -------Rank: leader Mate: none Offspring: noneDefinition[/color] ---------------There are very few organisms that reflect themselves both inside and out; actually it is incredibly rare. So many of us hide our true selves on the inside, but there are a few that let their colors shine brightly. Ery would be one of those. Just like his coat he is magnificent, rare, and all-to-good to be true. In truth Ery isn't all that great (and he knows it). That's a fear of his though, being not magnificent in the eyes of others. No, he truly detest it, and those who live in the shadows of others. Ery just can't understand what it means to be second; then again he has always been number one so he can't comprehend it. He's really just a typical light stallion with just too much time and testosterone. His greatness is just him playing a bit smarter than the rest, picking at the weaknesses of anything that dares to stand in his way. Ery is cunning and chooses when to strike wisely. His cunningness has won just about as many battles as mares. Oh yes, Ery and the mares. He for a light is quite corrupt and twisted when even the name or scent of mares is brought up. Those morbid thoughts curl around the idea of pure pleasure of seeing the mare below him. His mind has come to associate mares with pleasure, and so he thinks of them as his toys to some degree. There is much worse side to this that all mares should be weary of. The thought of not being open to all mares is quite a nightmare to Ery, which has led him to being a confirmed bachelor. Even worse he does not believe in love. No, no, he believes in infatuations and love, but not true soul-mate love. So mares when you think he is your oul-mate think again; he's just using you to feed his thirst for pleasure. This part of him makes it hard to believe that this stallion is a light creature. But Ery does have his good qualities. That little flaw of knowing he really isn't all that special inside has a purpose. Ery has always feared that others would find this out and so he pushes himself to be better, to be good. His fierce loyalty to the herd and to protect it's members runs deep inside of him. This stallion would do anything to protect his herd. This part of him has stuck with him since foal-hood and refuses to be forgotten. With a commanding voice and a get-it-done-right-the-first-time kind of attitude makes him easily a good leader. His smooth talk and charming attitude also help to cover up his thirst for mares. Ery above all is quite the torn little guy. He's always fighting with himself on the inside over what he does to mares. That old moral just seems to linger there in the back of his mind. This guilt builds up even more after he uses them. After all, for every high there is also a new low. And so our conclusion on Ery's mental and emotional problems comes to and end. History[/color]
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-----------Ery, oh Ery, what became of you? Our greatest gift turned corrupt. Why? Well, that is actually a long story. He would be the only one of his kind that his father ever sired, or that his mother ever bore. This colt was the greatest thing the gods ever bestowed upon them, or the herd for that matter. His unique markings stood out, just like his personality. Not only did his parents adore him, but so did the entire herd. He was charming and respectable to the elders, but fun and outgoing to those his age. He knew no limits for he had know. No, he was their little angel - their savior. His skills of battle came naturally to him just like a prodigy. He was a prince among the warriors.... And so it seemed only natural that he would be taught the ways of a light leader. His teachings began and he took pride in them. He carried himself respectably and without worry. As his teachings continued into his adolescent years, he couldn't help but feel that aching feeling in his soul to break the rules. Of course his old self held tough, fighting this new feeling. But one night when the herd was asleep, he cracked. Taking a few fillies they wandered together. His charming attitude won them over easily. It continued this way as he wanted to impress them. Ery would fight rogue stallions, mares, anything he could find just to impress them. Then one night when he was just of four years, he went out with a filly. She dared him to fight a buck, and in return she would consider him a possibility. Ery snapped. His old self lost all control as he took advantage of the spring time season. In that moment his old and new self blended perfectly as the pleasure traveled through his body. Night after night he would charm the new mares and use them to his advantage. He didn't care about his actions, he yearned for the pleasure. But when the first to of his used mares began to show signs of pregnancy, he took leave. Of course when he left he did it in his way - big and fancy. He gave a simple farewell, wishing the best for the herd.
Now he has come to this land with the same intentions, but on a greater scale.Socialization[/color] My Medals : He does not posses scares for he is too perfect for them
My Lovers : ( 0 / 2 ) -------------------- without these equines, this world would be a lonely place for me - - Sable : you are my love, my first, and the greatest infatuation i'll ever have. - name : description
My Addictions : ( 0 / 3 ) -------------------- equines whom make me forget all the misery of this world - - name : description - name : description - name : description
My Comrades : ( 0 / 5 ) ---------------------- these are the equines whom i would die for - - name : description - name : description - name : description - name : description - name : description
My Acquaintances : ( 0 / any ) ---------------------------- equines that i have met briefly in this life - - name : description - name : description - name : description - name : description etc . . . .
My Annoyances : ( 0 / any ) ------------------------- equines whom have left a bad taste in my mouth - - name : description - name : description - name : description - name : description etc . . . .
My Antagonists : ( 0 / 3 ) ---------------------- - those whom i detest with every cell in my body - - name : description - name : description - name : description
My Struggles : ( 0 / any ) - wins : 0 - ties : 0 - losses : 0
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