Post by /chaotic.elegance/ on Dec 26, 2006 11:15:17 GMT -5
[ -edited- Okay, thanks. ^^ ]
Character Name;; Musei
Gender;; Mare
Alliance;; Rouge Unicorn
Age;; Three years
Color;; Roan
Personality;; Musei is bitter. She does not care for many others unless close to them, and any 'pure' unicorn she shuns and looks down upon. They are not pure at all according to her, they are devils in white. She, quite frankly, hates her parents, both dam and sire. She hates many other Rouges, though she tolerates them quite well.
Musei is also very sad. While she looks upon many unicorns and even peaguses (in which she has mixed feelings for), and frowns, she is sad. She does not hold herself in very high regard, and looks upon the 'pure, white devils' with jealousy as well as contempt. Sometimes she wishes that she is a devil as well.
Another trait that she posses is young, foolishness. Many things that she does, such as challenging stallions and thier word, she does without thought. She is also very reckless, and does many things just becuase. Many forsee her doom because of this.
History;; Musei was born to two young unicorns, right before the Instigator banished all non-pure unicorns from the land. Her father was brillant and white all over, tall and proud of his coloring. However, his mate was less pure, a chestnut that was later frowned upon. At the time this did not bother him.
When all non-white unicorns were declared 'impure', her father told her mother that it had to stop. He said nothing more before leaving, very saddened by having to leave his mate, who he loved very much.
So Musei was raised with the rouges, by her chestnut, impure mother. She was raised by her bitter mother, who passed that same bitterness onto her. She was told by her mother of what a fool she was to breed with the white-devils, and quite soon her daughter grew angry. Why make her feel so inferior? Musei did not know.
Of course, her mother was hurt in the heart. When Musei was still very young, she was taken by her mother in an attempt to at least see her father, see what creatures had sired her.
This leaft her more angry than ever.
Her mother was brutally murdered by a hot-headed Unicorn, who she knew was much less pure than she was. In the distance she saw a lone stallion, pure white, but of darkened heart, she thought, watching. Musei would never be the same. She had never returned to those lands once.
Password;; claypso
Sample Post;; [from Blood Moon]
As she nibbled on those grasses, yet another wind blew to her a scent. Lifting her head from the ground in the slighest, she inhaled, deeply. A stallion, she could quite quickly label him. Yet another moment she did nothing. Was this another one of darker ones, struggling to lay claim to as many mares as he could?
Oh, she dearly hoped not. They, not only frightened her, but disgusted her. How they could go around, as if Satan had whispered the order's himself into their ears, and... and... Violate any mare that they saw fit?
For a long moment she was angry, angry at this stallion, who thought that-
But suddenly she was reminded that she hadn't even looked at him yet. How, how could Ice know this already? She was no magical one, for, she did not even believe in miracles. She did not belive that she would know who he was. Maybe this stallion was just one lonely soul, craving attention?
His whiney made her sigh, a puff of breath leaving her mouth. Slowly the mare looked up, and dark, cautious eyes sighted him. Another of her kind, she knew almost instantly. He was tall, he was as dark as she, and much larger, Ice noted. One of her kind, and it was a suprise.
He was framed by the light and mist as she, as ghostly as she. Ice knew at once that he could not be one of the dark stallions, whatever it be that told her that. Maybe it was instinct, maybe Satan was whispering in her ear...
"Hello," Ice whispered herself, as if the mist would be broken if she might talk to loud. As if the light would shatter, fall into many, many pieces at her large, dark hooves...
But it didn't. The air around her stirred, the light rippled as water does, but nothing about had broken. It was all restored, the stirring and rippling gone within a minute. The stillness back, and with it, Ice was sure she felt the uncomfortable tug of tension.
Picture;; none
Description;; Musei is a fairly small young mare. Her frame is fragile, and the red horn atop her head seems that it would break as easily as glass. Her coat is a nice shade of red, overlayed by a light dusting of silver. Musei's eyes are a bright, brillant blue,(assuming I'm allowed to have a char like that) that seem quite out of place with her red and silver color scheme.
As mentioned earlier, her horn is a deep, regal red. It's tip, while very sharp, is also very fragile. Her hooves, however, are a completely different story. They are red, though, a layer of dirt and mud normally coat them, so they do look very brown. They are very tough and hard, and if she had the willpower, could break bone.
Gender;; Mare
Alliance;; Rouge Unicorn
Age;; Three years
Color;; Roan
Personality;; Musei is bitter. She does not care for many others unless close to them, and any 'pure' unicorn she shuns and looks down upon. They are not pure at all according to her, they are devils in white. She, quite frankly, hates her parents, both dam and sire. She hates many other Rouges, though she tolerates them quite well.
Musei is also very sad. While she looks upon many unicorns and even peaguses (in which she has mixed feelings for), and frowns, she is sad. She does not hold herself in very high regard, and looks upon the 'pure, white devils' with jealousy as well as contempt. Sometimes she wishes that she is a devil as well.
Another trait that she posses is young, foolishness. Many things that she does, such as challenging stallions and thier word, she does without thought. She is also very reckless, and does many things just becuase. Many forsee her doom because of this.
History;; Musei was born to two young unicorns, right before the Instigator banished all non-pure unicorns from the land. Her father was brillant and white all over, tall and proud of his coloring. However, his mate was less pure, a chestnut that was later frowned upon. At the time this did not bother him.
When all non-white unicorns were declared 'impure', her father told her mother that it had to stop. He said nothing more before leaving, very saddened by having to leave his mate, who he loved very much.
So Musei was raised with the rouges, by her chestnut, impure mother. She was raised by her bitter mother, who passed that same bitterness onto her. She was told by her mother of what a fool she was to breed with the white-devils, and quite soon her daughter grew angry. Why make her feel so inferior? Musei did not know.
Of course, her mother was hurt in the heart. When Musei was still very young, she was taken by her mother in an attempt to at least see her father, see what creatures had sired her.
This leaft her more angry than ever.
Her mother was brutally murdered by a hot-headed Unicorn, who she knew was much less pure than she was. In the distance she saw a lone stallion, pure white, but of darkened heart, she thought, watching. Musei would never be the same. She had never returned to those lands once.
Password;; claypso
Sample Post;; [from Blood Moon]
As she nibbled on those grasses, yet another wind blew to her a scent. Lifting her head from the ground in the slighest, she inhaled, deeply. A stallion, she could quite quickly label him. Yet another moment she did nothing. Was this another one of darker ones, struggling to lay claim to as many mares as he could?
Oh, she dearly hoped not. They, not only frightened her, but disgusted her. How they could go around, as if Satan had whispered the order's himself into their ears, and... and... Violate any mare that they saw fit?
For a long moment she was angry, angry at this stallion, who thought that-
But suddenly she was reminded that she hadn't even looked at him yet. How, how could Ice know this already? She was no magical one, for, she did not even believe in miracles. She did not belive that she would know who he was. Maybe this stallion was just one lonely soul, craving attention?
His whiney made her sigh, a puff of breath leaving her mouth. Slowly the mare looked up, and dark, cautious eyes sighted him. Another of her kind, she knew almost instantly. He was tall, he was as dark as she, and much larger, Ice noted. One of her kind, and it was a suprise.
He was framed by the light and mist as she, as ghostly as she. Ice knew at once that he could not be one of the dark stallions, whatever it be that told her that. Maybe it was instinct, maybe Satan was whispering in her ear...
"Hello," Ice whispered herself, as if the mist would be broken if she might talk to loud. As if the light would shatter, fall into many, many pieces at her large, dark hooves...
But it didn't. The air around her stirred, the light rippled as water does, but nothing about had broken. It was all restored, the stirring and rippling gone within a minute. The stillness back, and with it, Ice was sure she felt the uncomfortable tug of tension.
Picture;; none
Description;; Musei is a fairly small young mare. Her frame is fragile, and the red horn atop her head seems that it would break as easily as glass. Her coat is a nice shade of red, overlayed by a light dusting of silver. Musei's eyes are a bright, brillant blue,(assuming I'm allowed to have a char like that) that seem quite out of place with her red and silver color scheme.
As mentioned earlier, her horn is a deep, regal red. It's tip, while very sharp, is also very fragile. Her hooves, however, are a completely different story. They are red, though, a layer of dirt and mud normally coat them, so they do look very brown. They are very tough and hard, and if she had the willpower, could break bone.
