Subject: * a merry steed trots into the land * |
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Thrill Ride
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Date Posted: 20:52:15 09/08/01 Sat
*Entering at nothing short of a bouncy trot, a merry stallion enters the land: a broad grin dancing upon his velvet black lips, and eyes twinkling mischeiviously. It is a thoroughbred, tall and sleek, muscular and refined. Each muscle refracts indulgently beneath his sleek red pelt; for enters this stallion of bright bay, four towering stockings, and a small star 'pon his forehead. He tosses the sleek, long neck of his, and his sculpted cranium bobs jubilantly; the raven locks swishing airily through the morning breeze. A whinny: shrill, high pitched, and delighted, escapes his proud vocals as he slows to a walk, alas a halt before the others. He smiles broadly, visible that his entire soul is full of jovial bliss* Good day, to yew all! I be Thrill Ride, zanny stallion of the north! I am pleased to meet yew all, and hope we shall encounter each other all in good sport and zest! *Grinning, he turns to find a land to call his own, or perhaps a land to call his own for nomadic purposes*
Name: Thrill Ride
Age: 6-7
Breed: Thoroughbred
Color|Markings: Brilliant bay, small white star, four towering stockings
Gender: Steed
Other: Beware the zanny nature of this steed! For he is indeed such! [pic to come all in good time]
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