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] Date Posted: 02:01:16 04/03/04 Sat ((I have a picture but I haven't gotten it uploaded yet, bare with meh lol)) The dusk was settling slowly on the beach, a mixture of seaspray and sand acting as a bitter mist over the nautical landscape. It was still cold, although spring was birthing upon the trees and shrubs; but as night fell on the ocean scape the water was bitter and unforgiving. The waves slid unnoticed up the sand in clear clumps, plastering frigidly against the unsuspecting legs of equines—who clawed at it with their hooves in retaliation, dragging themselves out of the bog and cold to the best of their effort. Apparition was having such turmoils on this night—he waded through the shallows slowly, the light feathering about his legs being a slight hindrance as it soaked up the frosty water and held it tight against him. The stinging sand of the dusk winds was a reminder to him to pick your buddy carefully—without a standing friend, you will be stuck with the piercing whip of the blustery weather or be left to the prowling night animals. For some, these conditions have no effect—they enjoy the arctic sea. But to Apparition, he wished to find comfort in some herd members—rapidly. It was too cold, too callous, to be alone another night on these entrancing shores. His body was moving across the beach, dragging his legs through the boggy sand with his speckled head held high. His freckled exterior blended in portions against the sand, looking as if the stinging wind (which had been blinding him for many miles) had stuck in mottles all over his coat, clinging to him and dampening his coat in pallid spots. He was completely clueless about where he was—a sandy unkempt forelock was thrown over his eyes (one a brilliant azure, the other, mahogany) stopping to breathe in a heavy snort. Oh, was he tired! So many days had he traveled alone, knowing on particles of horrid sand shrubs, only able to drink out of seldom pools of water along the coast. It was a horrible feeling, to be thirsty, yearning for a drink, with water surrounding your body…and not a drop of it drinkable! He had left his old lands, and wanted anew—but he had not yet found a territory on this coast, though his hope remained. Seeing no one, he sauntered away from the shoreline to hide in the trees, attempting to escape the harsh sandy wind that beat unforgivingly against him. He hoped he could rest here…he saw no horses to object. His mottled frame bumped up against a tree in security, slackening a back leg, and let his eyelids begin to slide shut in despair and exhaustion. Name: Apparition NN: App, Art, he has a couple, whatever you’d like. Age: 5 or 6 Breed: A heavy type, draft/appaloosa sportish cross. Height: 16.3—modestly large. Appearance: (see picture as well) Apparition was a handsome individual, gaining the flattering traits of both his mother and his father. Like his father (An Irish Draught type breed), he was tall and muscular, with light feathering encasing his big, sturdy hooves. His hindquarters and shoulders were thick muscle, and his crest was beautiful as he tucked his head to his chest and pranced beautifully, marching in a characteristically proud gait found in many working Drafts. From his mother, a “few spot” (A white appaloosa with black skin, having black points (aka around the eyes, muzzle, parts of the mane and tail, legs) all black, and a couple black spots across their coat—“Few Spots” will ALWAYS throw appaloosa coloring and pass this trait onto their children) appaloosa, he had gained her amazing coat genetics—a frosted blanket traipsed his hide, and his mane and tail were thin, as characteristic to breed, but silky. The only part of him that was undoubtedly white was a white blaze down the center of his face—which gave his mismatched eyes (blue and brown) a noble and kind appearance. He was built heavy but well, and he carried his behemoth form with seamless effort….and this grace despite his size was quite alluring. Personality: Apparition is strict against his believes and extremely protective over those he loves, being quite mature for his young age. A proper gentleman, he always speaks with the utmost articulation—and although sensitive, is also a wonderful and tactful fighter, although he doesn’t brag about it nor start senseless fights. He has an amazing virtue of being able to keep his calm, but when made mad can use his sheer size to lash out in an intimidating fury….but other than that, a wonderful and kind gentlemen who respects hierarchy and holds decent morals. Player’s Name: Hannah (Handella, Hanners, whatever lol) SN: Irken Equine Email: I ain’t made one yet :-P [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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Author: Hanners [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 02:02:29 04/03/04 Sat [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Date Posted: 09:57:05 04/03/04 Sat [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Apparition [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:26:49 04/04/04 Sun Having learned to live alone, he always slept precariously, one ear always twitching for danger. And although her approach was nonthreatning, it was dually startling--and immediately he flipped his eyes open and pinned his mottled ears to his splotchy neck, ready to spin around his powerful hindquarters and kick if need be. After a moment, however, he realized she was no threat, immediately lifting his ears and taking a cautious step foreward. "Hullo--I apologize." His voice was deep and assured, sounding both articulate and solemn. "Is this a TT I am residing in?" His voice was hopeful; dually, his gentlemanlike nature automatically recompised as he offered a slight bow on a freckled limb, kind, mismatched eyes watching evenly. "Excuse my informality--I am Apparition. Whom might you be?" His accent was thick and alluring, beconing a response...if she wished one at all. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Veiled Shadows [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:25:58 04/05/04 Mon [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Apparition [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:05:16 04/05/04 Mon Shaking his burly, freckled face, his eyes blinked open, whisking the way the haze with long eyelashes. "No, no, I'm awake enough--more bored than tired." He smiled weakly, his large hooves carrying him seamlessly out of the brush. "I'd be honored for a tour, if you'd like to give me one." ((QUICKIE post lol)) [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Riley [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:45:58 04/05/04 Mon MAJOR big paper due tomorrow and I'm pulling an all-nighter. I'll try and post in a couple of days. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Hannah [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 17:24:10 04/08/04 Thu ((I"ll post to you tomorrow, spring break starting and cramming for midterms and all that crap lol)) [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Date Posted: 14:17:46 04/07/04 Wed [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |