[parlaymars]

Username: I ᶫᵒᵛᵉᵧₒᵤ Ian ♥
Equid's Name: Myrcella
Age: 4 years
Height: 12.1hh
Sex: Mare
Gender: Female
Personality:
Descriptive Piece: Her one reason, her love - Eyn, of the black-hearted, of the black-coated. He is the rolling clouds before a storm, the quick-bright flash of lightning before the sound, the sweet silence before a bird breaks into song. She knows all of this, and yet cannot form the words to tell him so. It is for the best. He is attached to his brother in every way, the heir to a vast herd, she cannot control herself around such a burning star. He will burn her. It is enough that his herd permits her nest so close, enough that they offer her such meager protection, enough to not look over her shoulder. Sometimes when the night is so high it leaves her airless and searching, she looks to the stars and wonders if, perhaps.... perhaps it is not enough.
Happy Story:
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[sheepish]

Username: Sheepishlie
Equid's Name: Ash
Age: 4 Years
Height: 12.1hh
Sex: Mare
Gender: More of a Masculine girl with the occasional feminine qualities
Personality: Ash is a watchful mare who is fearful of prying eyes. More of a wall flower, she tends to stick to the edges as many equids tend to be more upfront but as shy as she is, her friends are the only ones who can bring her out of this shell that she always resorts to when times get tough. Thought a fool by her silence, she knows better than to prove that she is nothing more than a dolt to those around her. Few words leave this mare's mouth and even fewer are heard. She has the aura about her that scares some of what she might do, but she is in all cases, harmless.
Descriptive Piece: As eyes trail from the cold frozen ground that has been concealed by a layer of frost, these orbs began to contemplate on how such a beautiful sky could be described for one to envision what this charming character sees before them. As a perpetual dark sky lingers above the dark figure, they notice an outlying star that seemed to have strayed distant from the many other minuscule glowing gas orbs. This heavenly body was very much unlike the others as it was not the traditional glowing white or yellow figure against the carefully decorated black, dark blue and purple background but a striking red. This color was almost a color that none could recall as it's red shown through the dark that tried it's very hardest to conceal the unearthly shine- trying to keep the orb to itself so that none could share it's precious treasure. Tearing away from that very star as a streak of white crossed the night, curious eyes engulfed the beauty of the glowing sky above. This was a moment that none could destroy, forever etched in their mind.
Happy Story: Ah, a happy story. What way to make the holidays! Well, shall I begin? In my household, there are three animals that are nothing alike in personality but somehow they all get along as well a herd of horses that have been bonded since their day of birth. First, lets start with my dog - Sage. She is a high energy Australian Cattle Dog who takes it as her initiative to bark and herd the family when it's time for dinner or let alone any meal. Second, is my nineteen year old mainecoon cat name Tigger. But we call him Tig. He is the lap cat and the calmest creature I have ever met. Finally, we have our rabbit that is a Dutch-Lion hair cross. He doesn't have a stuck name but we usually call him bun buns or pilot as he loves to sit on your shoulder like a bird. Yes, polly crossed our mind as a name as well but he had way to much of a mischievous personality for that to stick! Now that you have the basics of these creatures that roam my household, we shall begin the event that made me laugh. We have a Christmas tree set up in one of our empty rooms and the cat has found he loves to hide out under that tree and the dog loves to find the cat and nose him where she wants him to go. Now the bunny, he is very limited in where he can travel as he destroyed basically every cord in our house because when we turn our back for one second, he's gone. The story is rather short but lets just start off with the idea that a medium sized dog does not fit under a Christmas tree. As I turn the corner to my living room, there was a small fluff ball behind the presents under the tree. Curiously, I walk forward to find that there was not only a cat under the tree, but a dog and a curious bunny who wished to tear open all the gifts that the family has set up. This was a very funny moment in my mind and it made my day. I wish for everyone to have moments like this in their life and a happy holiday!

[ban]

Username: bansly
Equid's Name: Click
Age: 13
Height: 12.1hh
Sex: Mare
Gender: Neutral
Personality: It's a day to day thing with Click, she comes across vastly different from one day to the next. Her normal―meaning the side of her most people would like to see―is a very calm and sweet demeanor. Click isn't very loud or outgoing, but she expresses herself as happy and content on a less drastic level. If another individual is willing to spend time around her and find a roundabout way to communicate with her, Click is overjoyed to return the kindness and spend time enjoying the company of another breathing creature. She can't talk, instead she makes clicking noises (hence the name) because she couldn't learn anything other than what she thinks feels right. Even though she clicks her tongue, there is no rhyme or reason to the sounds due to lack of control so communication is always holding her back. However, challenges like communication or adventures are readily welcomed by the mare and are met with an eager attentiveness to try new things. That gusto is also her downfall sometimes, as Click is prone to frustration when things don't go her way. The reoccurring issue of her hearing holding her back due to communication issues has made sure that Click knows failure more than success. Over the years she has developed anxiety and shows some bipolar tendencies worsened by frustration. So with Click, you have her good and her bad but at her core she's an incredibly strong individual. Her frustration can get in the way but she also shows overwhelming resilience and often surprises people with her elastic attitude.
Descriptive Piece: Gloomy, gusty and gaping but galactic, gustatory and gay;
the night sky gathers the senses into a medley of malevolence and awe.
Moonlight launches an impenetrable luminescence, while stars coruscate and scintillate.
Squalls surge toward the sod, while tonic air tastes of tang.
Clouds obscure us in overcast, while the crescent moon beams.
Happy Story: This seems to be a repeated thing every year but it's just as hilarious each time. To make Christmas a little more fun and make it last longer, my grandma decided to start putting math problems on the name tags of presents instead of a name. Everyone gets a card with numbers that correspond as the answers to a specific present. Sounds simple enough but every year something goes wrong or we all cheat our butts off. My grandma is (self confessed) not very good at math, so why she decided to organize presents this way is beyond us. Presents have wrong equations, no matching answer, or we have answers with no equations because of an extra or missing 0, you name it. And everyone gets a kick out of trying to do these things, since it's a no calculator allowed type deal. This year a couple of us had numbers in the thousands and just gave up and decided to guess 'oh it's a 3,000ish number so it must be mine', much to my grandma's dismay at our "cheating". Regardless, it's just a big mess every year but it calls for a lot of laughter and fun, even more so than opening the gifts to see what's inside. Even the little ones that don't get equation presents get to join in by being the official present hander-outers or equation readers.

[the legend leg]

Username: legend.
Equid's Name: Jata "Celestial star"
Age: unknown
Height: 12.1hh
Sex: Mare
Gender: Feminine (aka. Sexy)
Personality: As she seems like a quite girl, she is nothing of the such. As a young filly, she was the sweetest thing. Jata would always get along with all the creatures of Africa. Once her mother died, she changed. She became depressed for weeks, but it hurt especially more at Jatas young age, and living with out a father- whom she didnt know. When she became of age ot officially travel the plains by herself, she became argumentative, exceptionally curious which lead to her into trouble, sneaky, especially with the loud whispers in her head and just a bad egg. When she met her unexpected father, she learned he didnt even know about her. A sweet, loving mare who treated everyone equally broke through her shell of anger from her past. She still has night mares about certain things from her past. Jata lives with her "night sky" herd with her father. She has gotten to learn her history and customs.
[short stories are aloud to express personality, arent they?]

In Africa, the tribes there have these stories, or legends, they tell their children, and they tell their children and so on. One equine legend that has been told since the first tribe in these lands, is about the Celestial Equines, but what they were sent her to do was never quite told correctly. The stories always ended up having their own twist. The Celestial species is one whom have their own language, and use it to communicate to the stars. When a mare it pregnant, it will be a filly; it’s just the way the rules were made thousands of years ago. When a new member is born, they have a star that is assigned to them for as long as they live, or until the star dies off. It is heard that the quids of this never seen species can live up to hundreds of years old, possibly older. The member of the species have strict rules they must follow.
-Never tell anyone about your default
-Always listen to us- the stars
-Normals don’t speak your language
-Never listen to the normals
-Never fall off track of what your supposed to do- your quest
-Stay away from the normal

The rules are the very first thing a filly hears when she is born. When a filly is born, she has to start learning her language right then, as much doesn’t come naturally.

Jata was a happy going, sometimes hard headed filly. She was a dreamer, a star watcher. She loved the stars, always falling asleep from their beauty and magic look. As Jata has heard about the Celestials story from her mother- like the tribes here- she finds it funny. When she was born she heard whispers in her heard, not from her ears, she couldn’t even hear her mother. Her mother thought Jata was going crazy or something, especially when she got older. The whispers came and gone much more often, but it was only one voice. It sounded like someone was speaking to her in a different understanding, but the sound of the voice was soothing and soft. It made her feel like she was with her daddy.

She didn’t quite know what he looked like, but she does remember what the sound of his voice is. Jatas mother told her, he had to leave before her mother could even tell him that she was pregnant with her. She told Jata, she got the color of his eyes from him, including the star like freckles against her dark coat. When she got older, her mother passed away from a crocodile attack. It was the hardest thing she has to do.

Spending most of her life with her mother roaming the plains day and night, she felt more alive when the darkness filled the skies. One warm night, the wind was low, but Jata was not so much convinced that she should keep walking in search of food. She has a bad feeling, but as her stomach growled louder each minute she wasted, she decided to keep roaming, possibly to find a carrot- just maybe she thought. It was the darkest of the night, she bumped in to something…. Furry and soft, but muscular too. Dropping to the ground as fast as a shooting star, she really hoped it wasn’t a lion with mud on it or something dangerous. Honestly, she could only see the outline of what it was. It was a horse, of some kind. She couldn’t see the creature’s coat only that it blended into the starry night sky in some kind of way.

She gradually got up,” W-who are you?”

“I am Bahul”, the strange stallion said.
“Do I know you? Your voice? It sounds familiar.”
“I don’t know, do you?” Bahul stated mysteriously.
“Wait, how can I hear you? I can’t hear anybody else though.”
The stallion turned around and stared at Jata. “Whats your name mare?”
Giving him a strange look,” Jata, why?”
“Follow me, Jata.”

[^^^ changed her personality story like 5 times already, same back bone but different order, hoping this is the right one, i am leaving it where it is.]
Descriptive Piece: The stars have a cold but fiery look when i look up at them. Never the same. Sometimes the sky is not completely black, making the multiple constellations pop out more every night. But as clouds roll in on certain nights, thw ind becomes bone chilling. Hiding the last light of the day and the last sight of a ball of blue fire, the hottest there could be.
Happy Story:
Every year, my mother, brother, and i take a 12 hour trip up to my grandparents, where we spend christmas with my aunts, uncles, cousins, and sometimes a new member of the family or some lost ones. Most of the time its my mom, brother, and I... but very rarely does my dad come because of work. This christmas, he was able to go, and we actually have two new members come into the family this year, SO HAPPY!! But thats not what really made my christmas amazing, or a happy story. My aunt has breast cancer, and we found out she has recently finished Kemo... not sure if thats how you spell it or not... but its so amazing. <33 And she is soon to come to start radiation... so that small piece of news made my whole christmas amazing and will possibly be the best moment of my young life right now! <3

shes sooo gorgeous, great job on her cookie. shes possibly is the most prettiest wme I have ever seen, unless you make a twin bro/sis..... omg...

[S h e b s t e r]

Username: S h e b s t e r
Equid's Name: Luvanna
Age: 2
Height: 12.1hh
Sex: Mare
Gender:Filly
Personality:Luvanna is a peaceful girl, very loving and caring. Do to being born deaf she doesn't talk so shes a mute. She is very strong willed and doesn't let her birth effect stop her from doing the things she loves, which is drawing. Luvannas also reads books to imagine what certain things would sound like. Luvanna is a very open equid. She doesn't hide anything and since she doesn't talk the only way to know how shes feeling you must look at her facial expressions and watch how she moves and acts. She is a very shy girl and she has some social problem due to not being able to talk. Luvanna gets frighten very easy since she can't hear danger coming she has to keep a close eye on the herd she is with. She needs like a body guard to be there for her. Luvannas goal in life is to find such a magical place that just seeing it she would be able to hear it in her mind.
Descriptive Piece: We were standing silently in of a huge field in the middle of nowhere. The grass was blowing with the slight wind, making a very peaceful whistle. It was dark. No city lights shining, no cars, no civilization. The sky was so whimsical filled with billions of illuminative stars it would be a challenge to connect the dots. The moon was so mysterious because of the fog that was drifting over it. It would be a perfect picture.
Happy Story:
Okay, so Christmas day I went over Joshes grandmothers house where most of his family was to eat dinner. Josh has a cousin by the name of Mason there. Mason is probably around 16 and he is one of those kids that thinks hes cool because his pants are off his butt. I thought it was kinda rude how we are eating Christmas dinner and all I see is his butt so I wanted to say something about it. Everytime he stood up he would have to pull up his pants just so that didn't fall to his ankles. So I said to Mason" What happens if you need to run?" He replied with"I have to hold them up with run hand." Then I said "What if a dogs chasing you?" He said" I should be able to out run a dog" So I said"What if I got my horse to chase you?" He said" It would be really hard, but I don't think I would be able to out run a horse." Then I said "What if I made my pet tiger to chase you but there was now where to run and you would have to climb something? He said" Then I guess I am screwed" So then I said "Then umm.. why don't you wear a belt and get pants that actually fit you." I was laughing so hard along with Josh and his mom about this, because they can't stand that either. But his whole family looked at me and said "A pet tiger?!?!" So I made his family laugh and think I am crazy and dangerous.

[Celestial Kingdom]

Username: Celestial Kingdom
Equid's Name: Celyn, meaning "holly," which I though was cute. <3
Age: 4 years, 2 months
Height: 12.1hh
Sex: Mare
Gender: Androgynous {both male and female qualities, but majority female.}
Personality: Despite her deafness and small stature, Celyn is a determined little filly, unwilling to give in and intolerant of giving up. wip!!
Descriptive Piece: Night is a time of peace and silence best left unbroken, a brief span woven into the massive web of life in which time itself seems to cease. It is a moment and infinite all at once, measured in the quality and not quantity of its time. For when the moon's pale face shines bright, do you not notice it for the time it is there, but the splendor of silver to which it lends the land? The shimmer in the night almost seems unworldly. It is a star-speckled blanket of deep ebony velvet, stretching to either horizon as far as the eye can see, as far as the mind can imagine, extending out into space until eternity itself ends.

The night is deviant, infinitely more beautiful than its counterpart, the day; yet they are the same sky. Stars reveal their faces in the dark of night, a comforting solace that entices their minute bodices to shine, but are abased in the harsh glare of sunlight. Midnight especially is borderline magical- when the moon is entire and at the peak of elevation, its silver glow gilds our earth, suffusing it with a shimmering light of its own and rendering us flat below its benevolent ivory stare. If the sun is fire, burning bright to blot out all contenders in the sky, then the moon is ice, trapping our lives and those of the stars underneath its surface.

Yet for all its beauty, night is not eternal. In the expediency of the stars, they are an iota, twinkling and flickering, always daring one another to evanesce completely. They only last for so long and are gone, extinguished by the sun and gradually their own existence. The tale of night is a tragedy, gone unnoticed in the face of its splendor. For moonlight is truly magical- not in the sense we imagine it to be, but nor is it quite logical, perfection incarnate.

The cosmos are a plane of existence which we hold and yet dare not explore, out of our fear for breaking the fragile shell that binds us to this earth, and makes us human, and disrupting the magic of night, so dear to many hearts.
Happy Story: This Christmas, my stepmother {and father, and brother, and other brother, and aunt} were all sick. Obviously this isn't the happiest start, but we made almost constant jokes about how I must be "made of magic" to avoid being sick, considering that I was in contact with all of them all day. These jokes were definitely uplifting to their poor ill hearts, but the fact that I also cooked and cleaned and took care of them in general really warmed my heart. Even though it meant I had to do all the work- which, as can be expected, I dislike- it felt so good to be able to lend my heart and hands for the holiday season. We also watched a ton of movies, which is my stepmother's very favorite Christmas activity {or any activity, really}. All of our family togetherness and helping was a really good memory for this Christmas. <3

[Aravel]

Username: Shattered Beazt
Equid's Name: Callia
Age: 2 years
Height: 12.1hh
Sex: Mare
Gender: Feminine
Personality:
Descriptive Piece:
Happy Story:

[Rated R]

wip <3 omg a deaf mare. as someone who recently lost hearing, this touches my heart :,)

Username: ehsaas
Equid's Name: Safira
Age: 4
Height: 12.1hh
Sex: Mare
Gender: Female
Personality:
Descriptive Piece:
Happy Story:

[the legend leg]

some gift art- avatar- to this gorgeous mares future owner. ;D good luck to everyone. :3

[Gator.]

Username: Benny.
Equid's Name: Aurora
Age: 4 years
Height: 12.1hh
Sex: Mare
Gender: feminine
Personality: A daydreamer, star watcher, carefree, risktaker, Aurora is anything but ordinary. Despite being def she looks at everything in a good way and tends to try and forget she can't hear anything at all. Wip
Descriptive Piece:wip
Happy Story:wip