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Alright guys, #500 is here! It's only been a few short months, I can't believe we've reached this milestone so quickly. It's been awesome to watch my babies and the community around them grow <3.

For this super special kiddo, I'm gonna do something a little bit different than the previous special adopts- you get to choose the coat and the markings for him from any genes allowed in the species (seen here) and as many as you would like! Gene-bomb it up; your goal is to make me want to sob in the corner just thinking about the stallion I'll have to make! cx

You must at least complete the basic form given down below- however, this is an unlimited impress me competition, so feel free to add as much as much as you would like- sticking to a vague central theme for the form. Basically, do whatever you guys wanna do and I'll pick a winner on the 19th(two weeks from today). If you do need an extension on this time frame once the day draws close, feel free to shoot me a message <3.

Username:
Show Name:
Barn Name:
Gender: Stallion
Height: -- hands

Sire: Foundation
Dam: Foundation

Phenotype: ???
Genotype: ???
Eye Color: ???
Breeding Notes:
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[b]Gender:[/b] Stallion
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[.Intrigue.]

WIP

Username: .Intrigue.
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Barn Name:
Gender: Stallion
Height: -- hands
Coat:
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WIP


Omg. I'm really kinda excited for this one lol

[RMS Titanic]

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show name. A Kiss of Midnight
name. Orpheus ((Greek mythological name meaning 'the darkness of the night'))
gender. Stallion
height. 17.3 hh
coat. Blue (silver seal) Taffy Roan Mismarked Leopard + Reverse Brindle + Birdcatcher Spots + somatic mutation in the shape of the moon + bald face w/ a lip marking
eye color. Galaxy ((the hair colors))
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Orpheus is a calm and distant horse,
never staying in one spot to long. He's
quiet, never speaking out. He prefers
to watch a fight than to jump in, or
throw remarks at the fighters. His
favorite past times are watching the
the moon glide over the night sky. He
would rather be alone than to have a
mate. Mares are sassy and hard to deal
with, and he just doesn't have the brain
capacity to deal with them. He's a kind
stallion though, once you get to know him.

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[little_light]

Username: σptιmus primє
Show Name: wip
Barn Name: Viseron
Gender: Stallion
Height: -- hands
Coat: wip
Eye Color: wip

[Suatrone]

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Username: Suatrone
Show Name: Verloren im Nebelmeer
Barn Name: Vision
Gender: Stallion
Height: 19.3 hands
Coat: Silver Cream Pearl Dun Sooty (black-based) Pintaloosa (Appaloosa blanket/large spots, min Tobiano, min Sabino, min Overo) Roan Rabicano + Somatic, Lacing, irregular reverse Brindle, Grease Spots, Birdcatcher Spots & a dark grey war-paint penguin-siluette
Eye Color: Bi-Colour Lightblue/Lightgrey (Misty Lake)
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[HowlingHooves]

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Burning everything I know
Desperate for a change
Crashing down the ancient roads
Past our yesterday

Maybe there is hunger in my blood
Screaming out loud for what I want
See me running full speed at it
Shattering, collide
Call me post-traumatic
Now it's do or die

Coming after tiny fractures
Coming after tiny fractures
See me running full speed at it
Coming after tiny fractures
Call me post-traumatic
Nothing's after, tiny fractures

Tiny fractures

Feeding frenzy is in my brain
I'm hopeful every day
I gotta get it while we are still young enough to break
We're finally not afraid

Maybe there is hunger in my blood
Screaming out loud for what I want
See me running full speed at it
Shattering, collide
Call me post-traumatic
Now it's do or die

Coming after tiny fractures
Coming after tiny fractures
See me running full speed at it
Coming after tiny fractures
Call me post-traumatic
Nothing's after, tiny fractures

Tiny fractures


Username: HowlingHooves
Show Name: Mirthadra Elgar’Falon
Barn Name: Lethallen
Gender: Stallion
Height: 18.3 hands
Coat: CHIMERIC
Silver Sooty Smokey Grullo Pearl
Roan Tobiano Minimal Splash
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Flaxen Liver Chestnut Mushroom
Pangaré Rabicano Irregular Brindle
Eye Color: #C70039 + #900C3F + #581845
Tri-Colored Heterochromia (The Veil Lifted)




Call me post traumatic;;
Laughter, high of pitch from a child, squealed through the air as a deeper laugh erupted soon after. “ Da’Len(1), you keep my youth with me!” The man spoke, his ears pointed and his Falon’Din vallaslin a deep red and of a more detailed artistry. “But come, it is time we find our beds. Your mother may well come searching for us if we stray any longer!” He urged, rising from where he had been splayed upon the ground with his son.

As they forged their way through the forest, headed eastward toward their home encampment, a shadow fell behind their path. And turning when a flash of movement caught his attention, he sent the boy running. “Flee, Da’Len(1)! Fen’Harel ma ghilana(2)!” He shouted, shoving the boy forward before turning as he drew a dagger from his back. Eyes burning fiercely, the will to protect his son, he turned to face the demon as it manifested itself fully, armored helmet casting its face in shadow, heavy shield and sword held low and uncaring but no less deadly.

“Garas Quenethara(3)!” He demanded of the demon, but only a shift of gaze from the revenant to land upon the child when he stumbled answered the man. “No! Ma ghilana mir din’an(4), Ma ghilana mir din’an(4)! You take me, demon, leave the child to his destiny!”

The revenant shifted its head back to the father, taking a cracking step forward, the grass directly beneath its feet withering with the overpowering energy that flowed around the demon. “I take you both.” It rumbled, gravelly but like a mist, wet and thin and dissipating. Eyes widening with fear as the sword was raised, blade pointed for the young boy, the father cried out in denial as a hand from beyond the veil jettisoned from the revenant, grasping for the child as he screamed.

Coming after tiny fractures;;
“Na Melana sahlin(5).” A voice whispered, aged hands cupped outward toward the veil-spirit, child in visage and glowing dimly. “It is alright, da’len(1). You are safe, they are safe. They await you, child.” He knew who the woman was, her power having drawn him to her from his wandering of the veil. Alone as he was, seeking his father or his clan, anyone he could recall from when he was more than a spirit of the fade. But finding nothing and no one, unable to see past his desire to know what befell his father and his clan.

“Asha’bellanar(6)? You have led my clan to Arlathan(7)? My father, and mother?” The spirit-child asked, remaining where he stood, legs but wisps of veilfire and eyes glowing just as strongly.

“Ar lasa mala revas(8).” Flemeth spoke again, her knarled and aged hands steady as she waited. But the spirit-child never moved, instead seeing into the woman of many years, spying the truths that were covered by lies and the heaviness of the spirit within the woman.

“Ir abelas(9).” The spirit-child uttered, voice filled with grief. “Halam’shivanas(10).” He whispered after, head bowing as he stepped away from the rift of power between Flemeth and the veil. “I will find my way once more, Asha’bellanar(6). Fen’Harel ma ghilana(2).”

Flemeth smiled quietly as she dipped her head, repeating his words reverently as the spirit-child left her. “Fen’Harel ma ghilana(2).”



1. Little one.
2. Dread Wolf guides you; indicated here as a path to follow, rather than someone being led astray.
3. Why are you here?/Why have you come?
4. Guide me into death.
5. Your time is come.
6. The woman of many years; Flemeth.
7. The original homeland of the elves.
8. You are free/I give you your freedom.
9. I am sorry.
10. The sweet sacrifice of duty.

[Kruxly]

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@Honeymoo

original by: artafterchores - edited by me

Username: Honeymoo

Show Name: GSS Emperor's New Clothes - named after this song

Barn Name: Emperor

Gender: Stallion

Height: 19.3 hands

Coat: oh boiiiii get ready for this:

Silver Sooty Blue Roan with Homozygous Tobiano or Tovero, Badger face, Striped Hooves, Manchado, Chimera {Reverse Brindle on the Chimeric areas}, Lacing, Somatic mutation, Birdcatcher Spots, Grease Spots, and Rabicano

breatheeee

I challenge you to make one of the markings look like a skull!

The minimun/maximum of the markings ive selected is completely up to you ^^

Eye Color: Hetero-chromatic - Amethyst Purple and Lime Green


Personality:

+ Attractive, Vivacious, Spontaneous, Playful, Liberal, Independent

= Boyish, Ambitious, Dominating, Stubborn, High-spirited, Noncommittal, Sarcastic

- Erratic, Devious, Competitive, Boisterous, Blunt, Fiery, Arrogant, Loud, Impulsive, Selfish

To all of you who crawl and creep,
who buzz and chirp and hoot and peep,
who wake at dusk and throw off sleep:
Welcome to the night.

To you who make the forest sing,
who dip and dodge on silent wing,
who flutter, hover, clasp, and cling:
Welcome to the night.

Come feel the cool and shadowed breeze,
come smell you way among the trees,
come touch rough bark and leathered leaves:
Welcome to the night.

The night's a sea of dappled dark,
the night's a feast of sound and spark,
the night's a wild, enchanted park,
Welcome to the night.

Where mice stir and furry moths flutter,
Where snails spiral into shells and mutter,
As orb spiders circle in silk in the gutter,
Welcome to the night.

Come out to the cool, night wood, and buzz and hoot and howl
Say goodbye to the empress of the night and hello to the emperor of the day.
- Original by Joyce Sidman, added to by me

Artwork:
All created by me






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~ You are free to go if you dare ~



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[sillies]

Isabelle res

[Esforza]

Username: Esforza
Show Name: Failed Flight
Barn Name: Icarus
Gender: Stallion
Height: 18.2 hands
Coat: Dappled buckskin dun reverse minimun splash blanket appaloosa with brindle + Sooty blood bay irregular overo (form of a wing) manchado with birdcatcher spots chimeric.
Eye Color: #007D75 and #529A86

As I was preparing myself for what I was going to do,
I suddenly starting hearing the voices of my friends, the only ones I have:Deli and Traveller.
"Is he trying it again?"
"Yes he is"
"He is crazy if he thinks he is going to fly"
When I heard this last sentence, I turned around and I went trotting where my friends were. I stood in front of them for 2 minutes and then a sentence came out of my mouth as thunder in the middle of storm:
"Why do you think I'm crazy? If sometimes the dreams fly, why can't I?

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Username: HowlingHooves
Show Name: Mirthadra Elgar’Falon
Barn Name: Lethallen
Gender: Stallion
Height: 18.3 hands

Judging since chem is busy.
500 goes to Hooves. He'll be made in a million years. Or, you know, a week.
RU goes to tulips4me. I'll roll all of your genes for a yes or no and make it right after 500. c:

Thank you everyone for your entries.