[mainstream geologist]

Holy, look at this bright colored boy!
[strike]and look at Seoul's sick appaloosa skills
I really like this boy if I do say so myself, and my want to keep him is strong,
however, the community needs some more lovelies to adopt, so here he is![/strike]

Seoul decided to keep this boy~

Mate Breeding Note;; When breeding this boy to his mate, there can't be any suggestions made and no semi-clone breedings.

Username: ✧ 浮気者 ✧
Show Name: The Red Hero
Barn Name: Kousuke
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Violet
Height;; 16.2 hh

Breeding Note: Only carries one dun gene, but will always produce roan foals.

[SkyeDaPie]

Username: SkyeDaPie
Show Name: Roaming Red
Barn Name: Roamin
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Violet

[SkyeDaPie]

i dont post art here but my da has lots of stuff http://skyedapie.deviantart.com/

[Tazaria]

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Username:
.Taz.
Show Name:
I wish I was more
Barn Name:
Secret
Gender:
Stallion
Eye Color:
Violet

Story:
It was April 12th 1998. The day I was born. My mother looked me directly in the eye, she was proud. I could sense it. I attempted to stand but my long, wobbly legs failed me as they buckled under my weight. I fell back into the long grass. My mother laughed. A few hours later I had mastered the art of galloping, throwing in the occasional buck as I ran around my mother. "Come on! Let's go play!" I whinnied, hoping that she would lighten up. My mother rolled her eyes and cantered after me. I spent a year with my mum, until the humans took me away. It was some process they called 'weaning'. It is a terrible thing every foal must experience. My experience was the most horrible when I discussed it with my future friends. It was a cold day and to top it all off, it was raining. I was grazing with my mother in the paddock until a truck with a horse float behind it drove near. My mother knew the man is harmless and troted up to the car, nickering. I hesitated and watched how relaxed she was. The man got out of the truck with a halter in his hand. I flicked my ears forward, curious. He walked slowly toward me reaching one hand out to touch me. Looking back now, what I did was stupid. I reared up and almost like he was expecting this, he lunged towards me. Grabbing at me with slippery hands. I squealed out in horror as the man managed to clip the halter over my head. My mother let out a neigh but I couldn't see her, the headlights of the truck had limited my vision. The man dragged me to the horse float ( which the man's friend had lowered for him ) and forcefully shoved me up the ramp. I let out another squeal for my mother when the man tied the lead rope in place and lifted the ramp. Securing my fate. I stuck my head out a crack and let out a desperate neigh for my mother. As the truck started up and drove away I caught sight of her galloping after the truck. She whinnied for me and I replied, knowing this will be the end. As the truck exited the paddock and started to drive down the gravel road, I saw my mother once more, collapsed in a heap, defeated. I pulled my head back in the float and laid down, exhausted, depressed. Three years later I still dislike humans. They can do what ever they want to me but I will never give in. I will stand in the furtherest corner of the pasture and wait for the humans to come right up to me to take me away. Not even a carrot will bribe me to move. I love jumping, it gives me a sense of freedom even if I have a stinking human on my back. I'm not the type of horse that enjoys taking trips away from the ranch because I am always a victim of human eyes. My coat creates quiet a fuss between them. I'm not vain or bad-tempered. Why would they talk about me like I'm a curse? I am hurt when the mares skim their eyes over me, trotting to the fancy Friesian stallions, ignoring me like I am a common bug. I am happy though when a little girl comes to me. It's like she truely understands me. She grooms me and plaits my mane. She even feeds me an apple. My favourite! I will never have a better friend than this girl. I truely trust her and she trusts me. I am at peace at this ranch, I suppose the humans are better than at my old home. I will never be sold, said the owner of the ranch. My worries are at bay, but my old life and habits will never die. ( I still stand at the corner of the pasture )

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[Zira.]

Username: .:Zira:.
Show Name: The Red Tornado
Barn Name: Twister
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Violet

Twister is very excitable and energetic, having been born such a unusual color he was always the center of attention. Anything he heard that was negative about him just went in one ear and out the other. He didnt care if some thought he was weird looking his mother said he was perfect so that was all that mattered to him.

When Twister arrived at Royal Hills his eyes fell upon an odd looking mare, Inferno, she was a dapple grey but she also had blotches of bay in her coat. It was obvious she was a little bit of an outcast in the herd. Walking over to the fence he nickered to get her attention and smiled kindly, which caused her to smile back at him. He loved to make others happy and feel like they are loved as well.

Twister is very bold stallion and will stand up for anyone if they are being picked on or feeling down. Once when he was still a colt he helped a small foal when they were being picked on by a bunch of human bullies, that foal became his friend and the two of them stuck together for a very long time.

[Tazaria]

When does this end?

[mainstream geologist]

Whenever I feel there has been enough forms to judge.

[Tazaria]

Bump

[mainstream geologist]

I can't say I was overally impressed with any of these forms as no one portrayed him the way I was imagining him. Also seeing as I haven't gotten any new forms recently, this is going to end and I'll be keeping him. He might end up in the hands of someone that I trust, but for now he'll be staying with me.

[Tazaria]

Okay, thanks for a chance.