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[owlcoholik]

[Lady Masquerade]

Image (of the character you would like to adopt):

Name:
Arabian Dancer

Nickname:
Dancer

Character Thread:
She will get her own character thread, for I plan to make one just for my main charries, and she will be one.

Breed/Species:
Dancer is an Arabian horse, purebred.

Personality:
Dancer is the queen, and she knows it. She is a diva and a star, the daughter of the lead stallion and lead mare. She can get very emotional and has a fierce nip and kick. Dancer usually gets everything she wishes for and is a prissy, feisty mare.

Detailed Apperance:
Dancer is a beautiful, adult, chestnut-brown mare. She has long study legs and silver shining hooves that seem to sparkle. Her eyes are a clear teal blue, they seem to be her greatest feature and her main attration. Dancer has a long beautiful dusty brown main and tail. She has two 1 inch teal blue lines on her muzzle, on the top line it shows 5 teal tiny blue dots that go across the top of it. On her forehead Dancer has a teal blue crescent moon with a a circle about the same size beside it. Two teal blue pointed ''slash'' markings are on her shoulder. On her front left leg, she has two 1 inch blue line markings that go around her leg. On the top and bottom of them are more circles. The same pattern is on her back right leg but there is no bottom circles. On her front right leg and on her back one, you can see two faint teal lines on going down on her hooves.

Other:
I colored in a picture of her: viewtopic.php?f=32&t=304133

History:

Arabian Dancer was born on the night of an eclipse, that sign meant that the foal wouldn't become normal, they would either show signs of evil or signs of great happiness to the heard. Every member of the herd, including Dancer's mother and father, the lead horses, were worried. Though in no time they were sure that evil wasn't really in Dancer's path, but it was still good to be watchful of it.

Within a few seconds from birth Dancer had stood up on her back legs and reared in the hair, the light that had broken though the eclipse moon shined on her main, making her look like a piece of the stars. It didn't take long for her mother to pick the perfect name, Arabian Dancer, or Dancer, for short.

Another thing it didn't take Dancer long to do was become the most popular filly in the herd. It drove Dancer crazy to hear pleads and begs from other horses to be her best friend, and even mate! Dancer smiled and simply refused, telling them she was not in need of a best friend and was to young to have a mate.

One day as Dancer was lying down by a brook all alone she notices very faint blue markings along her body, striped and circles and werid designs. Dancer stood up and looked at her reflection in the water, seeing a werid moon design on her forhead. "I can't go into camp like this!" Dancer screeched and flicked her main until it covered all of the top markings, and she prayed to the horse gods that no one would see the designs on her legs as she trotted home.

Once home, Dancer was greeted with a hundered "hi's" and "welcome back's". Ignoring all of the others Dancer happily trotted to her mother and father. And of course, her mother's sense of fashion kicked in. "Oh Dancer your mane is all messed up! Try flicking it out of your eyes and show some hospitality." She told Dancer. "No worries mom, it won't stay like this for long." I hope..... Dancer told her mother with a smile.

After a couple months passed, things had been getting worse. Dancer's markings kept getting brighter and were a shining teal blue like her eyes. The whole herd had now noticed this factor. Not only that but Dancer's mother was very ill, and wasn't able to walk a lot. Dancer had heard the legends about horses that are born on the strange nights of a eclipse, but never knew it would come down to this. "How could this happen? I'm not evil! And now ever member of the herd hates me!" Dancer cried.

As Dancer looked up one night she saw what moon had come. Not only was it just the night of a eclipse, but it had become the worst night of Dancer's life. She looked down at her teal markings, now glowing and shining brighter then ever. As Dancer walked into camp, she was greeted with the worst news, mother was about to pass.

Walking towards her mother's body, tears streamed down Dancer's face and then muzzel. She layed down beside her mom, looking at her dirty white pelt, covered in dirt from laying down. And her white mane and silver hooves. Dancer nuzzeled her mom gently making her open her bright green eyes and stare into Dancer's clouded,watered, blue ones.

"Don't cry, think of this as a happy moment. My soul will be free as I join the stars, your father will steep down in his place as lead stallion and you will take over the herd. Don't listen to those stories about being born on a eclipse, they are nothing but myths but the part about being born with good luck and greatness to share. You are a strong, powerful and beautiful horse Arabian Dancer. And no matter what, I will always love you and know that your true gift is something great, something not even the great horse gods could have."

Dancer looks down at her mother's limp, lifless body as she slowly died. Dancer put her head against her mom and said a tiny prayer, then looking up and seeing a bright star in the sky. She turned back to the other horses and looked at them sadly. "I need a walk." She says and canters off into the forest.

Soon breaking into a gallop, Dancer knew inside she had to follow that eclipse moon to where-ever it took her hooves. She knew that it had something to do with her markings, and her mother's death, and Dancer wasn't ready for it to do any more damage to the herd.

After what seemed like hours of galloping Dancer could see a strange mysterious gave with a werid glow that seemed to draw Dancer to it. Slowing to a steady trott, Dancer made her way into the cave, her silver hooves making a clacking down when it hit the ground. It was pitch dark and the only way Dancer could see was from her glowing markigns which seemed to be as bright as the sun.

Once Dancer was sure she had reached the end up the cave she looked up at the ceiling, see a circlular hole in it's roof, and the only thing you could see out of that hole wwas the perfect solar eclipse shining. Looking around the cave she saw it seemed to be divided. There was two pathways, and above each pathway there was a small marking on the top of the wall. On the right side pathway there was a moon symbol, and on the left pathway there was a sun. Dancer knew she had to go down a pathway, but which one?

Soon Dancer could here a voice echoing around the cave. "Hello?" Dancer called out to the mysterious voice. "Pick a path..." The voice echoed. "But what path?!?! How do I know which path?" Dancer called out again. "Once is evil and one is good. Pick one that reaches out to your soul.." The voice told Dancer as she looked at the paths. "Well, I was born on a eclipse, thats a moon right? So I guess thats were I'll go." She says walking down the path with the soon symbol above.

Suddenly Dancer felt her stomach drop and she fell down a never ending hole. She tried catching a legde to land on but nothing seemed to go under her hooves. "Help!" She called out to nothing as she kept falling through the pitch blackness of the hole.

Soon landing she was on a rocky floor that was the same as a moon. Standing up and looking around, Dancer saw everything was covered in moons! "How odd." Dancer said to herself when a pure white ghost looking horse appeared in front of her. "You have picked a go path to go down to, we were hoping you would join us." The ghost horse said.

"6 horses are to be chosen. One that stands for each type of moon we get. Full moon, New moon, Crescent Moon, Eclipse moon, Blue moon, and Half moon. You, my dear, were chosen to become a Eclipse moon horse and join our team to defeat the "Sun Herd" horses. They are evil and a discrase to all horse kind. Wanting to burn and distroy everything making it a burning, bright, underworld. We are here to defeat them and stop this madness. And as we speak they are summoning different horses to have the same experiances you did and capture them in their hooves. " The ghost horse told her.

"Ok, I think I get this now. But where are all the other horses like me here? And do all of them have markings like mine?" Dancer asked and the ghost horse nodded. "All horse's, ponies, and sometimes foals have different things that make them special, mostly markings. And right now you are the only horse we have in our team at the moment. But the important question I must ask you is, will you join us?"

"If I join you what will happen? I understand I will help defeat the Sun Herd, but what about my herd? And my mother?" Dancer asked the ghost horse. "I will send one of my messangers to tell the herd about your leave. And I'm afraid that your mother will still lie in heaven, though even if you didn't join us or you never were born as a Eclipse warrior horse, on this day at the time she died, she would still die from regular illness's." She said. "Well that's not to good, but I don't have a choice really, do I? Hmm...ok, I'll join" Dancer said with a smile.

"Great! You already know what we must do, and your markings give you extra power for things. If you ever need anything as you are on a quest just pray for me and I'll tend to you. Hopefully we will soon get more people to join us, so we can get started with everything." The ghost horse told her. Dancer looked at her. "Do I get my own room or something?" She asked. "Of course! Pick any crater you wish, and it shall be your home/room." The ghost horse says. "Ok, now what is your name?" Dancer asked. "My name? Boy, I haven't been called my name in years, it's Cara. And I already know yours is Dancer." Cara says.

Dancer walked around, soon finding a nice big crater to live in. She walked into it and layed down, actully finding it nice and comfey. "Not what I figured, but it's ok. I think I could get used to this." She smiled falling alseep under the beautiful darkened sky.

[CowsRkool]

Image (of the character you would like to adopt):


Name: He has a personal name that only he knows, but everyone calls him Lucas. No Luke, just Lucas. He's very clear on that.
Character Thread: |Northridge| ~ Home to the Unimaginable (Still under construction.)
Breed/Species: Røukker [Roo-ker]

All myths have a grain of truth in them from which they are born.

A deadly and dangerous race, the Røukker are shapeshifters. They have two main forms (human and horse) and are often found lurking under the surfaces of lakes and swampy ponds and prowling the bottoms of rivers, searching for their favorite food: humans, the younger the better.
A Røukker has excellent eyesight in the water, but as soon as their heads come out of the water, their vision is blurred. This is why attacks usually occur near the water or during torrential downpours. For Røukker, having to look through water in order to see things clearly is quite similar to a near- or farsighted human's need to wear glasses.
Although they can roam far and wide both in and out of the water, Røukkers always return to their dens, located at the deepest point of their favorite water source, often a small lake or a pond. Most dens are either dug into the bottom of the pond or situated in a recessed portion of the sides of the lake.
Both genders can take on the form of ponies and young horses, but a Røukker's human form depends on whether or not it is male or female. Males often take on the form of handsome young men, in order to trick young women into following them back to the location of their dens. Once there, they reveal their true form and drag their prey under the surface of the water, essentially drowning them before feeding. Females take on the opposite form: a beautiful young woman, oftentimes wearing a long white dress. She persuades her prey to go for a swim with her in the lake and, once they are far from shore, she changes back into a Røukker and drags the poor soul deep down into the water, drowning her prey just as males drown theirs.
Not much is known of what Røukkers truly look like. Of course, there are the human legends to work with. Kelpies, nøkkens, water horses; all are based off of the Røukker. Unfortunately, their appearances are not all alike. Most non-human accounts say that a Røukker's skin is a pale bluish-green, covered with scars but as smooth as dolphin's skin when it's not. Several have been described as having straggly, pale white hair, while others argue that the color is black, not white. Still more say that it differs with each individual; they say that the color of the hair reflects the color of the waters surrounding their den. What's known for sure is that they are dangerous and to be stayed away from.

Date of Birth: Known only to a few, but everyone knows his birthday is on the 23rd of March.

Age: Around three and a half to four hundred years

Equine Form: A young, blue roan foal with a pale blue face marking and several dark spots.

Human Form: A young man, in his late teens, standing at 5' 10'', with long, straight bluish-black hair that reaches at the front down to his past his eyes and at the back to slightly pass his shoulders. He has sea green eyes with shots of dark green and murky black through the iris. He often wears a straight leg, creased, black trouser and a freshly pressed white dress shirt with the first one or two buttons undone. Occasionally he will look as though he'd just been swimming, with his hair and clothing plastered to his skin and dripping with water.

Favorite Food: Children, the younger the better. They do not necessarily need to be human. Lucas often feeds on calves and lambs from nearby fields as a substitute.

Personality: Born in 16th century England, Lucas is the model of a British gentleman. However, he is a bit of a chauvinist (it comes from eating young girls for dinner), a fact that often annoy many of his female acquaintances, especially Elizabeth*. He's also very strict with rules, as he's lived with them for his entire life.** He loves listening to the classics; that is, classical music. Walk by his lake on any given day and one can hear faint strains of Mozart or Bach. Despite the negative association with Røukkers, Lucas has still managed to find some friends outside of his race. Most of them around his age, however, so they are in no danger of being eaten, but some still need to be careful around him, especially with their little siblings.

* Elizabeth is the first human to be allowed to attend Blackthorn University.
** Røukker culture is structured around strict rules that address almost every aspect of life.

Favorite Song: Johann Pachelbel's Canon in D Major (Lucas plays this in his den all the time.)

Other: Might add a story later if I have the time, but consider it done for now.

[paola .]

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Name:
Smitty
NickName/TrueName:
Tai
Gender:
Male
Character Thread:
[X]
Breed/Species:
Mutt
[A Australian Sheperd mixed with some Border Collie and with some Poiner and the rest Mutt]
Personality:
Buddie is a very happy, energetic, silly, calm, loving, kind and smart dog. He is a very hyper herding dog that loves to run and just play around. Buddie loves to herd and is a very hyper and happy dog and loves to play with the ducks and chase them into the pond and he loves to swim. He likes to goof around and he is a very silly and clumse wolf, but when it comes to herding horses, cows, sheep and other farm animal and to go to high places or get into a tricky spots and stuff he is a very smart dogs and knows what to do.
Background Story:
WiP
Other:
He will be a main character and I am thinking of doing a HUGE story with all my main characters in it and he will be one of them!^^

[Lady Masquerade]

Does anyone know when code drop will be? Just a little question so I can know.

[Coy]

it's on the front page: October 28th

[Lady Masquerade]

Ok! Thank you for the help! ☺☻♥

[Coy]

No problem! Glad I could help C:

Are we aloud to attach art to our form?

[Lady Masquerade]

I belive so, on Lirrie's form she posted art for the pet she tried for, and I colored a Oekaki of the horse I'm trying for, and I'm going to post the link of it on my form. So I think it's ok.

[Coy]

Ok, because I made a REALLY cool picture of the horse I'm going for jumping c:
it would go under "other" right? With stories, history, and background stuff.