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Post by DesertAngel on Nov 21, 2010 12:53:40 GMT -5
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[color=B25900]Main=B25900[/color] [color=B20000]Thoughts=B20000[/color] [color=FF6600]Words=FF6600[/color] [color=FE8080]Other=FE8080[/color]Call me Djinn I will go down in history and not down in flamesYou may call me Djinn but the special people can call me nothing but my name.
I’ve lasted on this cursed earth for 6 winters.
My form is graced with a height of 16 hands high but it’s not form that makes the horse.
I am filled with the genes of a Frisian and Barbant. Spot me by my Blood bay coat, but it’s my elongated star and two cornets, one on my back right leg and the other on my front left and my scars running down the right side of my neck that truly set me apart.
Stare into my eyes, and stay transfixed by that special mud brown(doubt thats special),
And of course, should you be in need, find me where ever I damn well please.
I am a very special pawn of DesertAngel.
Get out of the way or you will suffer as one.
I am whole with myself, but at the same time I am quiet sound.
My past is a horror story, so pull up a chair for the gruesome tale:
He was born in a weak heard that didn't have many horses for safety. His fearful mother taught him to be cautious and question everything. One day, after he turned two years old, his brute of a father came for him, at the moment he didn't know why. His father trained him to fight a little, but soon left him to fend for himself. Djinn just went with it trying not to be noticed by others. He went most of his life trying not to be noticed, but now he wants the world to know he's alive and kicking. He got his scar from a recent tussle trying to protect a mare.
Should all else fail you, you can tell me apart by my attitude:
He tends to over think things, look at every possibility. He likes too cross the lines that others draw and see what happens. he is reckless and jumps into a situation while still halfway thinking it out. Later goes with any flow there may be and doesn't really care if he gets himself killed. He believes that there are greater powers in the world, but he could careless if they ever do anything. He tends to think like the southerners, that Tartarus needs to be taken down. Though he is more lenient in how it is done and who is involved. He has his own agenda but still tries not to be noticed.
Over thinking, over analyzing, separates the body from the mind.
The one I love forever might be none as of yet, but we’re all intitled to crushes.
The one I love without the mating is none as of yet.
Friends make the world go round, but I can really trust none as of yet.
The people I’ve met are curios creatures: none as of yet
I curse these equines to the grave: none as of yet.
Family must come first, though sometimes distant: none as of yet
My children belong to me: none as of yet
Stalk me lover, stalk me: none as of yet
I belong to a herd, and they will listen come the time: none as of yet
Count me in and count me out:: Out of the frying pan and into the freezer
Meningitis, I will survive this
My thoughts of none as of yet are hnone as of yet
My thoughts of none as of yet are none as of yet
Others still hold an opinion of me, which tends to be none as of yet
that was all I got and now you got me
The longest words written with me are : 417
I mostly post with: Haven't used him enough
The longest time I’ve ever spent in one place: 3 days
I answer to: None
Count the places I’ve been: Windswept Plains(on another site)
Count the time’s I’ve talked: 3
Love me, I’m special: brand new
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Post by DesertAngel on Nov 22, 2010 18:47:00 GMT -5
[color=24B200]Main=24B200[/color] [color=008E00]Thoughts=008E00[/color] [color=007D47]Words=007D47[/color] [color=009999]Other=009999[/color]Call me Ualda No light will touch your face againYou may call me Ualda but the special people can call me Uly.
I’ve lasted on this cursed earth for 4 winters.
My form is graced with a height of 15.2 hands high but it’s not form that makes the horse.
I am filled with the genes of an Appaloosa and Knabstrup. Spot me by my chestnut varnish roan coat, but it’s my Mohawkthat truly set me apart.
Stare into my eyes, and stay transfixed by that special Light brown,
And of course, should you be in need, find me where ever I damn well please.
I am a very special pawn of DesertAngel.
Days go on forever, But I have not left your side
I am whole with myself, but at the same time I am quiet sound.
My past is a horror story, so pull up a chair for the gruesome tale:
Uly was born into a herd that didn't really understand her. They didn't like her how light she was, every one else in the herd were dark colors. Uly's mother hadn't said who her father was, and he wasn't part of the herd. The grew to tolerate Ualda, but at the first moment the lead stallion could, he traded her off to a neighboring herd. Uly was still young when she was traded and when the new lead 'bred' her, she lost the foal. After this happened she ran away, but now all she wants is someone she can really love.
Should all else fail you, you can tell me apart by my attitude:
She is a battered soul and her life has been hard. Her name means Brave, and she defiantly is. She will run into a fire to save another if she has too. She can be cold hearted and say things she doesn't really mean. She acts tough but that is all it is, an act. It is hard for her to trust others and she will often try to push them away. Though Uly feels terrible for it later and she might go seek that horse out to apologize. She didn't really have a 'childhood' so she sometimes acts childish.
Hope fills the heart and fades away. Skin white as winter, As the sky returns to gray
The one I love forever might be none as of yet, but we’re all intitled to crushes.
The one I love without the mating is none as of yet.
Friends make the world go round, but I can really trust none as of yet.
The people I’ve met are curios creatures: none as of yet
I curse these equines to the grave: none as of yet.
Family must come first, though sometimes distant: none as of yet
My children belong to me: none as of yet
Stalk me lover, stalk me: none as of yet
I belong to a herd, and they will listen come the time: none as of yet
Count me in and count me out::
I can see it in your eyes, Sing the anthem of the angels
My thoughts of none as of yet are hnone as of yet
My thoughts of none as of yet are none as of yet
Others still hold an opinion of me, which tends to be none as of yet
I keep holding onto you, But I can't bring you back to life
The longest words written with me are : 417
I mostly post with: Haven't used him enough
The longest time I’ve ever spent in one place: 3 days
I answer to: None
Count the places I’ve been: none as of yet
Count the time’s I’ve talked: none
Love me, I’m special: brand new
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Post by DesertAngel on Nov 29, 2010 20:07:15 GMT -5
[color=804000]Main=804000[/color] [color=008E00]Thoughts=008E00[/color] [color=408000]Words=408000[/color] [color=808000]Other=808000[/color]Call me Shetan don't want to lock me up insideYou may call me Shetan but the special people can call me my name.
I’ve lasted on this cursed earth for 7 winters. I am filled with the genes of a Lustino.
My form is graced with a height of 16.2 hands high but it’s not form that makes the horse.
Spot me by my Dark grulla coat, but it’s my Blaze and one white sockthat truly set me apart.
Stare into my eyes, and stay transfixed by that special dark brown, with tints of red,
And of course, should you be in need, find me in my herd.
I am a very special pawn of DesertAngel.
Don't want to forget how it feels without...
I am whole with myself, but at the same time I am a little off.
My past is a horror story, so pull up a chair for the gruesome tale:
Shetan was once the leader of a large herd. His ambition was his downfall. He saw a small herd that he wanted to join with his own, so he attacked not knowing a demon lay there in waiting. When he thought his victory was assured it all came crashing down. One of Shetan's subordinates told him of the demon and he took it upon him self to defeat it. He charged the younger stallion and placed a scare on his jaw. the two were evenly matched though and they soon lost their footing on the cliffs. They arrived on the same beach far from home, and Shetan watched in silent rage as the other limped away. He swore to take the life of the one that caused to loose everything.
Should all else fail you, you can tell me apart by my attitude:
Shetan has ambition. it is like fire in his veins and he feels he will burn if doesn't reach higher positions. Because of his ambition he isn't always nice to play with. Though he tries to be respectful to mares, sometimes he can't help but force claim them. His hatred burns deep in his heart and tends to hold grudges. he is a good fighter and he loves to fight. Some part of him likes hurting others and crushing the dreams, if they had any. He doesn't like killing though, that just seams to make him crueler.
I want to stay in love with my sorrow. Oh, but God, I want to let it go.
The one I love forever might be none as of yet, but we’re all intitled to crushes.
The one I love without the mating is none as of yet.
Friends make the world go round, but I can really trust none as of yet.
The people I’ve met are curios creatures: none as of yet
I curse these equines to the grave: none as of yet.
Family must come first, though sometimes distant: none as of yet
My children belong to me: none as of yet
Stalk me lover, stalk me: none as of yet
I belong to a herd, and they will listen come the time: none as of yet
Count me in and count me out::
Couldn't hide the emptiness, you let it show
My thoughts of none as of yet are hnone as of yet
My thoughts of none as of yet are none as of yet
Others still hold an opinion of me, which tends to be none as of yet
I can't hold on to me, Wonder what's wrong with me
The longest words written with me are : 417
I mostly post with: Haven't used him enough
The longest time I’ve ever spent in one place:
I answer to: None
Count the places I’ve been: none as of yet
Count the time’s I’ve talked: none
Love me, I’m special: brand new
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Post by barrelracer456 on Dec 15, 2010 16:56:35 GMT -5
so what do we do?  |
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Post by DesertAngel on Dec 20, 2010 17:45:53 GMT -5
you get your comment off my character logs. These are for personal use, not for others to comment on, and you really should make your own character.(sorry if this sounds harsh)
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