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Username: Rio_98

Name: Ashes to Ashes "Ash"

Gender: stallion

Halter Color: dark blue

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[defiance.]

Username: Risk.
Name:
Gender: Stallion
Halter Color:
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[Thelastsilhouette]

His Intro

Username: TheAlmightyTriscuit
Name: Join me in my Death Waltz / Death
Gender: Stallion
Halter Color: same as his eyes.

His Theme Song

WIP

[Knives.]

[ ahhh, marking. ♥ ]

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show name;
devil without a cause
barn name;
lucifer
gender;
stallion
age;
seven years
height;
14.0 hands
halter
black, silver clasps

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personality here - wip

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ｕｓｅｒｎａｍｅ ⋗ Lyrebird
ｓｈｏｗ  ｎａｍｅ ⋗ Smile, Sir!
ｂａｒｎ  ｎａｍｅ ⋗ Sin
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ⋗ Stallion
ｈａｌｔｅｒ ⋗ Like his eyes, with the word 'smile' written across the cheek strap in black
ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ ⋗
Sin is... well the best word for it would be depressed. He's usually found just kind of... standing in the pasture, ignoring any attempts at company from other horses. Of course, he's got a reason to be sad; his mate of four years died in a cross country accident, and he refuses to even look at another cross country course. For this reason, he also will not ever accept another mate. Or well... it might be incredibly difficult for anyone to get into his heart.
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Flashbacks... flashbacks are something else, aren't they?
Smoke, ash, the smell of... no, he couldn't, wouldn't think about that. There were lights and the sound of water dripping and wood splitting under the pressure of heat and arms holding him back from it... her. Why did they have to have that fight?! He screamed, the uniformed men yelled back, but the only sound in his ears was the cracking of flames like whips. "Sir! Sir?" He turned to look at the fireman, eyes wide and glazed over with confusion.
"Sir?" And with that he snapped back to the present, stumbling over an apology and quickly moving forward in the line. This place... it was her favorite. The boardwalk fair. Children squealing - she always had wanted children - and the smell of sugary confectioneries.
Laughter, and the taste of sugar on his tongue. All he could see was her, her smile as she held the pastry up for him to bite only for him to end up with a smudge of the white powdered sweetness on his nose. He could feel his lips tug up in a grin at the sound of her joy.
Coming back to the present, he realized his calloused fingertips had lifted to his cheeks, as if searching for that same smile. He walked on, paying for a funnel cake and finding an empty bench to sit and... stare at the food. Eventually, the cake was placed /carefully/ in the trashcan at his side, and he wandered to the edge of the boardwalk.
Splashing water, childish giggling, the smell of ocean. His fingers intertwined with hers, squeezing gently in response to a joke one of them had muttered. Hours spent like this, until the fair behind them was dark and devoid of life and the sun had long since sunk to it's knees behind the waves.
He shook his head, and turned to pace towards the next destination; the carousel. Now, it was full of children and bored, stoic-faced parents. Once, though?
The ride wasn't moving, of course not. The fair had been closed for hours, and the sky was beginning to paint signs of dawn as the stars started to twinkle goodbyes and pink bled across the clouds like dye across cotton. She was sat on a horse, the odd one of the bunch. It was a stallion, with a broad face and coat of coal. Unlike the other golden and festive beasts, this one was painted with bones and a skull, as if it was a mistake, meant for a different ride. On it's shoulder, however, a little heart. He signed their initials over the heart, and her lips lifted in the sweetest smile he'd ever seen. They made a promise there, on that unmoving carousel. "Always."
But always... isn't really always. He turned away, and began his journey back home, until he was stopped by a pair of children, twin girls. Each held a sugary treat in their sticky fingers, and cocked their heads at his solemn face. One girl offered him her treat, a half-melted vanilla ice cream come.
"Vanilla." She said, glancing over at him. "You asked what my favorite ice cream was. It's vanilla."
Slowly, almost as if he'd forgotten how, he began to smile. The twins gave each other a glance, and returned his smile ten fold with a merry "smile, sir!" before going on their way.

[Knives.]

res♡

[Good.Pointe]

Username: Rose Rivervalley
Name: Centuries
Gender: Stallion
Halter Color: Red

[hiraeth + hound]

This bab will be going to Grapejuice and RUs to Lyrebird and Darling Girlfriend! Congratulations and everyone did amazing jobs!

[Wulfjaw]

Congrats, Grapejuice and Lyrebird! I really liked you guys' forms.
Thank you so for the RU! ;W;

[grapejuice]

my heart honestly stopped a bit ahhh
Thank-you so much falli! Amnesia will be well cared for I promise ❤

And congrats Lyre and Daring Girlfriend, I really liked both of your forms c: