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General Info

Chrysaora Basilisk are the prevalent equine creatures that inhabit the world Lucent. They roam by the hundreds, using their unique hooves to score the uneven rock and track down their most vital source of nourishment; evil. The relationship between Chrysaora and humans is a complex one. Chrysaora vocalize like horses, but are also thought to have a syrinx much like birds do and have been recorded displaying a variety of sharp, avian sounds. Their eyes layer over with a dark, murky black until their normal eye color pierces through in a great ball of electric light, radiating toward their victim's open eyes and paralyzing them. The Glare is able to stop both human and creature, and after a few days, unique to other forms of basilisk, the paralyzed being transforms into a sea nettle.

username;; crumpled wings
link to form;; custom
name;; frail flower // ianthine
gender;; mare
eye colour;; dead roses
horn/hoof material & rarity;; rose quartz // common
phenotype;; dapple rose grey & smokey black chimeric sabino
genotype;; ee/aa/Gg/nSb & Ee/aa/nCr/nSb
breeding notes;;
-if chimeric is not rolled, each base has a 50% chance to be used to calculate the foal's coat

*is siblings with #46, cannot be bred together or to any offspring

[Charboo]

Res. ♥

[Spiritstar3]

Owner: Spiritstar3
Name: Fall For You 'Luci'
Gender: Mare
Personality: This lovely young mare is quite the bit of a flirt. She likes to make stallions go all weak kneed, it is part of her subconscious desires and such. But, she admires strong stallions, ones that can fend for themselves. She would like one that could match her wit for wit (she is quite the intelligent one). She also really likes foals and young animals.
Greatest Fear: Luci most greatly fears losing the love of her life and any of her family/friends.
Greatest Weakness: Her greatest weakness is a handsome stallion that can get her knees to go weak with just a look or a simple word. One that, despite all of her flirtation, can be quite more of a flirt, or just simply not become weak kneed by her advances.

[Hell Hound]

Owner: Hell Hound
Name: I'll wait please ^^ But for now I will call her Basil
Gender: Mare
Personality: If you think you can push over Basil, you're absolutely wrong. This mare is strong and will taste blood if she needs to. She is a fierce warrior and is very cunning and smart, though she is young and without much experience, she is very intelligent and she can't be fooled by sly little tricks. Basil may be a little too headstrong at times and is a natural born leader. However, she is not ruthless and will always give others a chance to let their voices be heard. She does not want to ever be consumed by power, and will never let herself be. She'd rather her true-self be flung off a cliff than be turned into a monster of greed.
Basil is incredibly loyal and would leap into flames to save another. In fact, she has. In the dry season a wild fire had struck and as the herd fled, one was left behind. It was an elder with wobbly legs and weak spirit. Basil could not bear to leave her and ordered the herd to go on without, and that they would catch up or die trying. The herd would not leave, her friends begged her to not save the old soul, so she did what killed her on the inside, she yelled horrible words at their faces and scared them off. She never meant it one bit, but she had to say the cruel things so that she could atleast try to help the elder.
She sped off, searching for her scent, but it was unfortunately masked by the thick smoke that clogged her lungs. She leaped this way and that, constantly facing tall walls of fire and twisting away before anything more than the strands of her tail be singed. By pure luck she heard a horrid moan of a dying willow tree that crashed down, and she dodged to the side. For a few seconds it provided a clear path through the flames, and she took it, fire breathing on her face. She then found the elder, leaned on a tree succumbed by flames, and nudged her to her feet. She begged her to go faster, and the wise elder knew that the brave young soul would get her out of the flaming forest or die. She cooperated and mustered up the strength to trot, and later painfully gallop.
The first breath of fresh air hit their lungs like air punching into a parachute. It was clear, oh so clear, and so thin. It tailed through their open nostrils with some kind of beauty of life.
They managed to escape the wrath of the great flames, their coats singed black with soot. They stumbled for days, following the tracks of the others, finding shelter where they could. Finally, something moving on the horizon. Was it... It was! The old elder galloped faster than she ever had for years, but Basil... Well Basil feared the worst. Was she kicked out from the herd for saying those horrible taunts? When they came in contact with the others, there were no glares of angry tail-flicks. Just loving nips of affection and nuzzlings.
As great as they felt, they were in bad shape. They had no time to graze the dry grass and were famished, their stomachs eating themselves. Their manes were shriveled and tails were ragged.
Over a few weeks their health returned and they were good as new. Basil had gained what few had, a tolerance for fire. She had braved the flames and held no fear for them. She was strong. Powerful enough to not have fear. Well, except for one thing.
Insulting the herd made her realize how bad it would be had they not forgiven her. So now she is haunted by her greatest fear; to be rejected by the herd. This was her family, her friends, her homeland. Deep in her heart held a passionate love for her peers. Had she been not accepted, she would probably die.
Though she can play rough and be light a warrior, she can be gentle too, especially with foals. She does not make sarcastic remarks that would offend the sensitive and would protect them no matter what. That is her greatest weakness. She will throw herself to the wolves to save another one breath. She would hurt herself, kill herself in order to keep the others safe. This causes damage to her body and her mind, as she is slowly destroying herself and will one day not emerge from the flames. This thought has never changed her mind and she does not regret any moment in which she has put herself in grave danger and felt the hot breath of death.

[Shadowhunter,]

Owner: Shadowhunter,
Name: Lucille "Lou"
Gender: female/mare
Personality:
Greatest Fear:
Greatest Weakness:

WIP owo

[eleutheromaniac.]

(Insert name here/ waiting)

Owner; Pete rip <3

Gender; Mare

Greatest Fear

Water. The day it all happened... The image of the tsunami flashes before me every second of the day. My mother screaming for me to help her, but I couldn't. My parents were trapped in the caves as they where flooded, screaming for me. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't! I was completely useless. I watched them being swept away as the wave came crashing down on them. My father was slamming his hooves into the stone wall, desperately trying to escape. I barely made it out myself. That moment scarred my life forever.

Greatest Weakness

I'm hesitant to do everything. I over exaggerate too much, I freak out at anything. I am way to cautious and over think things. Example 1; Climbing a mountain: WAY TO DANGEROUS! You could freeze to death, run out of food, fall off, get stung by a bee, get sick *Goes on and on* Example 2: Drinking from a river: You could be swept away, eaten by an alligator, squished by an elephant, the water could be poisonous, maybe someone bled in it!!!!! *Flips out*

Personality

Obviously, I am hesitant, but I am also a perfectionist. Everything has to be even. Nothing can be too loud or too soft. You have to step forward with your right foot first, don't step on a crack, move with a beat. No dancing, you could get hurt. I am also deadly afraid of water. I make other people get it for me. I will NEVER go near big bodies of water, EVER in my life. Water is what took my parents from me. A lot of people find me highly annoying because I always fuss over EVERYTHING and never want to do anything fun. But I also never want to do anything boring. I take safety precautions for everything. If you couldn't tell I am a bit confusing and you can never tell what my next move will be. I am very hypocritical and am always changing my opinion. But when I settle with an opinion, you can NOT change my mind. I guess you can say I am a bit thick headed, but I can also be open minded. I am not very big on sacrificing myself for others, and I prefer my life over everyones except for my family, who are dead. My family is mostly the reason I am the way I am. I used to be pretty laid back and easy going. I was the DIY girl. I loved dancing and singing at the top of my lungs. But now I am a control freak, dancing is completely off limits, singing is way to loud, and having fun is too dangerous. You could slip and fall if you run, so don't do it. Don't walk to slow, you might trip someone. Don't look anyone in the eyes, its rude. Everything is very strict in my world now-a-days. Sometimes I wonder why I choose this path for myself. I guess I just don't want to have to carry another scar, or loose someone else. I don't want to have to see another person I love die. I couldn't handle it. No friends. I am now a strictly anti social person. Just... Leave me alone please. I can't help you. *Walks back into cave sadly*

[noreptiles_]

Owner;; K~Dog
Name;; [can wait]
Gender;; Female [she/her pronouns]

Personality;; This beautiful Chrysoara is quiet, wise, overly cautious, and brave. She'll never back down from a fight, and always makes sure that everyone and everything is in order without saying more than a couple of sentences. Now and then she can become a bit OCD, but she keeps it to herself, and rarely shares her worries unless something is seriously screwed up. She's always hustling about, by herself, a silent, lonely leader in the shadows. It takes a lot to make her snap, and she has a lot of patience for the idiotic ones. If she does snap, her anger is like ice, sharp and to a sharp point.
Worst Fear;; Her greatest fear is of chaos. When all order falls apart, she breaks down and can't think... Well she over-thinks for her OCD kicks in, but she can't do anything about chaos. Crowds of animals and people running rampant through the caves and no matter where she'd go, the chaos would follow, threatening her life.

Greatest Weakness;; Her greatest weakness is her OCD. It makes others extremely annoyed, and can drive her to the edge, and make her very irritable, and have a temper. She lost a lot of friends because of her OCD, making sure that the ground is clean, everything is in order, and others are where they should be when they would be. It has to be perfect.
Greatest Strength;; This Chry's greatest strength is her patience. Even though, she losses it quicker with the stupid, it takes a lot to wear her down. She's always calm and patient, knowing that the itches will go away, that a friend will come, and that the males would quit bothering her. Her patience pays off and calms others when there nearby, and they feed off of her paitience. It always pays off in the end, and she's someone that is looked up to do to her having a lot of patience even while being OCD.

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ends in 5-7 hours

no extensions. if non of your forms are "impressive" enough, i'll be keeping this one.

[ｃｒｕｍｐｌｅｄ ｗｉｎｇｓ]

ok, so i'll be keeping this gal. But! I will be giving away one sibling to K~Dog, for you seemed to put some more effort in your form. I'll post the sibling sometime in the next week.

[ｃｒｕｍｐｌｅｄ ｗｉｎｇｓ]

the sibling