U N B R I D L E D l l Remaking

[Cakewalk]

{Joining with a mare, if that's alright. I'll post my form in a little bit.}

[xxAlexandraa]

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Gᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʀᴇsᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ wᴇᴀʀʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ,
Aʟʟ wᴇ'ᴠᴇ ғᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ғᴏʀ ɴᴏw ɪs ᴅᴇᴀᴅ,
Gᴏᴏᴅɴɪɢʜᴛ, ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ, ᴀ sᴏᴜʟ sᴜʀʀᴇɴᴅᴇʀ,
Tʜɪs ʟᴏᴠᴇ wɪʟʟ sᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴇᴇ...ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴏғ ʏᴇsᴛᴇʀᴅᴀʏ,
Nᴏw ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ʜᴀs ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ... ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴs
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....ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ ｉｔ ａｌｌ....
...ｉ ｈａｖｅ ｇｉｖｅｎ ｍｙ ｈｅａｒｔ ...
...ｆｏｒ ａ ｍｏｍｅｎｔ ｏｆ ｇｌｏｒｙ...
( I ɢᴀνᴇ ıт ᴀʟʟ... )

"My name is Rebel, clearly. I think it's pretty, Rebel meaning rise against, (refuse, deny, or riot.) I like it, it fits me..Even if I'm not so independent. I usually go by R or Reb. I don't have too many nicknames, but thats okay. You could make one up for me? Just don't hurt yourself..I'm two years old,just turned two actually. I am of the female gender,a mare, if you have't noticed so far. Absolutely sure of it. I don't have a herd, mate, or foals. Maybe later, but just not now..I don't like anyone right now, and don't plan to anytime soon."

Rebel is a rose grey Arabian Mustang mix with light dapples and four white stockings. Her body is very slim and skinny but she isn't boney, despite her weight. She is a little short, next to most horses, but normal for an Arabian, standing at 14.2 hands. Her petite body has little muscle, but is strong to say the least, although she hasn't any muscle for show. Her mane and tail are really long, her mane going a little under her shoulder blade, and her tail going under her ankles. Both are black, dark grey mixed in, with a tint of redish brown at the ends. Rebel's eye color is sky blue, or very light and pale. x She doesn't have very many scars, one on her shoulder and another on her left hind leg, from when she was younger. Overall she isn't exactly very attractive, in anyone's eyes. Her appearance is all but flattering with her skinny body, foal-like face, and immature looking stature, she is all but appealing in the eyes of a true mare with a true figure. Which is why she is the way she is.

"My personality..I am really shy and mostly quiet when I first meet someone, I have to get to know you before i'll actually be myself. I prefer not to talk to anyone, being a little socially awkward. I tend to stay away from everyone, I am inside very insecure, but try not to show it when around others. I'm stubborn and I won't let anyone push me around..I stand up for myself and others who deserve it. If I do know you, or just barely getting to, I'll be nice. But like I said, I'm really shy.. So I don't talk much, again, unless you're my friend or I know you. I've been told I'm funny, I do use sarcasm, a lot. Despite my shyness, I love to flirt and tend to get myself into trouble most of the time. However, I don't like showing my emotions,(the bad ones), so I tend to just bottle them up and not say anything. I guess that started back when I was younger.." Rebel was born in the winter time, which made it hard for her mom to take care of her. They only lasted a couple days together.Her mom passed away a few weeks after she was born, and her grandmother and herd members took over in taking care of her. She was lucky to have horses like them to care for her, but having been born in the winter nearly killed her. Once she turned 2, she left her birth herd.

{ female || two years || loner for now || no foals

form © rebel.
character © rebel.
pictures © rightful owners

[Cakewalk]

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WIP

"ＷＩＴＨ ＥＹＥＳ ＬＩＫＥ ＴＨＥ ＳＵＭＭＥＲ， ａｌｌ ｂｅａｕｔｙ ａｎｄ ｔｒｕｔｈ."

Name: "I was named Blanched Premonition because of my white coat and my clear eyes. My mother used to say that my eyes were so clear, they could see the future. I'm not quite sure what that means, but that's why she named me, I guess. Anyway, I've been nicknamed Blanche. You know, like the color white. Pretty self-explanatory, really."
Age: "I'm pretty young, really. Only five years old, just out of being a filly."
Breed: "I'm a Quarter Horse, not as pretty or hot-tempered as an Arabian, sure, but sturdier. At least, that's what my mother said when we came across an Arabian and I wondered why I couldn't be so graceful and pretty. "



"ＹＯＵ ＭＡＹ ＦＥＥＬ ＡＬＯＮＥ ｗｈｅｎ ｙｏｕ'ｒｅ ｆａｌｌｉｎｇ ａｓｌｅｅｐ."

Color: Cremello, often mistaken for albino. Indeed, she does look it, though instead of the pink eyes of an albino, hers are blue, associated with the cremello gene. And anyway, most albino horses die, and she is definitely still alive and breathing.
Mane and Tail: As white as her body.
Eyes: As stated previously, they are blue.


"ＡＮＤ ＥＶＥＲＹＴＩＭＥ ＴＥＡＲＳ ｒｏｌｌ ｄｏｗｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｃｈｅｅｋｓ"

Disposition: Blanche is an introverted horse. If she's with another horse of the same or a lower rank than her own, she's more likely to open up to them, though her voice remains soft, and she's very careful with what she says. Around authority figures, Blanche completely closes up and retreats into herself, becoming very nervous around them. She will only speak when spoken to in the presence of a higher up horse, and often her answers are in the form of nods or shakes of the head. Being alone for so long has made her nervous around large groups of horses, and meetings are called, Blanche places herself at the very edge of the space and leaves as soon as everything has ended, not voicing her opinion, even if she has one. If you do happen to befriend her, however, what you'll find is a sweet, caring horse who loves the idea of friends but has no idea how to get them.

Blanche is a rule follower. She never deviates from what the lead stallion has set for the herd to do and does her job as best she can. She's extremely cooperative and will do anything that is asked of her, whether it's asking her to risk her life for the herd or simply follow the trail for water. She's devoted to the herd and, perhaps to everyone's surprise, loves living in the group, knowing that she can rely on others for protection. Blanche is grateful and humble, always thanking others, but not ever thanking herself. Because of this, she has extremely low self-esteem and doesn't feel she's really worth anything to the herd. She's careless with her life, taking on dangerous jobs because she values every other horse more than herself.

Fortunately for the young horse, she has a brain in that pretty little head that skull absorbs information like a sponge, and she already has a collection that would best some five year old horses. She knows everything there is to know about herbs. She also has the uncanny ability of predicting the weather. One look at the sky, and she can tell you if it will rain, snow, sleet, or hail. No need to watch television when she's around.

[eventing.]

{{Both accepted. I am only taking stallions for now. }}

[--Miz--]

Strengthen your arms now
Train your fingers for battle
Urgency's here now
Train your fingers for battle
Fighting this violence
With your feet wrapped in peace
Sad tears and silence
Now screams of joy
Victory

{Stallion}~{Herdless}~{4Years}

Name {{:My name is Bounty Hunter,but I prefer to be called Thrill.You know,like the thrill of the kill.Not like I kill.The name is something my mother pulled out of the air,and it stuck.
Gender {{:Stallion.I thought this was quite obvious.

Personality {{:I am quite the little klutz,stumbling and making a complete fool of myself.I do that any other time as well though,so some assume I do it on purpose.Not really though,I'm just too big for myself to handle.I am a joker,and love to live and have fun.I am a complete softie,and couldn't hurt a fly.Unless that fly went all ninja on me,then I might just have to swat him with my tail.Was that funny?Probably not,oh well.Maybe one day I will fight for something,but nnothing has ever been that important to me before.


History {{: [b]It's nothing really special.Just a colt becoming a stallion and leaving the herd.You know,in search of a mare.I have not succeeded in that quest yet,bbut I'm looking.Maybe they just go for the more pushy stallions.

Relationships {{: I currently am not in a relationship,and that doesn't seem to be changing anytime soon.Like stated before,i think I am too much of a softie to be able to compete with those rough and tough stallions.It's fine,really.

Character © xX-Mojo-Xx
Form © {P h o e n i x}
Photos © Their rightful owners
Revised with permission from Apocalyptic Eclipse

[Crazycookiemonster]

((Could we start now??))

[Firefly.]

B A C K . T O . B A S I C S
Name; "I'm Caprice. Hello!
Nickname; "Call me Capri ."
Gender; "I'm a mare genius."
Age; "I'm around 5 years Young!"
Herd; Herd? Right now, None. I'm a loner.

A t . F i r s t . G l a n c e
Color; Ah, white. just white! I have a few darker grey spots on my shoulder and legs but nothing crazy. My fur is thick and soft which protects me from cold winds. It doesn't really protect me from water all that well though, so I hate rain. A lot. My mane is again, white and it kind of fades into light gray at the tips. All four hooves are peachy-colored.
Eye Color; "My eyes are dark brown. Most horse's eyes are brown of course, so nothing special. They're framed by long white eyelashes. But yeah, nothing crazy.
Body Type; Uh, what? What an weird question! Well, I'm about normal as mares go. I'm pretty agile, and fit, but I'm also not stick skinny. I'm strong enough not to snap like a twig. I'm not incredibly tall either. Fairly short. Oh well!

D i g g i n g . D e e p e r
Personality; "I'm Stubborn, energetic, untrusting, childish. Yes, I don't like to be told what to do. I'll usually listen, but not without arguing or an irritated kick or nip. I'm also a mover. I like to run, play, kick, and jump. This also contributes to my more childish side. I love to play and joke, but I also am hurt pretty easily, a harsh word said right can really bother me. Along with all of this, it takes me awhile to warm up to others. Once I do I'm pretty loving and kind, but until then, I'm jumpy and tense. I suppose I live up to my name, which means a sudden and unaccountable change of mood or behavior. Go figure.
Brief History; "Whats to tell? My history was fairly normal. I was born into a small band, just a stallion and three mares. The stallion was growing older and wasn't fast enough to get more mares or fight off any opposing stallions. When I was two, a young bachelor stallion came and challenged the old band stallion for his mares. After a clash of teeth and hooves the younger stallion won and trotted over to his prize, the band of mares. However this stallion was young and inexperienced, giddy with the thought of gaining more mares. He did not care about the welfare of the mares and only thought of getting a bigger herd. And so, the band grew. He had no idea how to really keep a herd together. During a mountain lion attack, the herd was scattered. I never did find them again, but I didn't mind all that much. I was free to do my own thing! However, I still miss the company of others.

T h e . O n e s . C l o s e . B y
Crush; "Well, no, I haven't really found any stallions. I've mostly been on my own."
Mate; "Hm, no I'd to know a few more horses than myself for that..
Foals; I'd love some one day but no."
Siblings; "Well, No,I'm sure my mother had more foals, but none that I know personally."


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ＴＯＵＧＨ ＴＩＭＥＳ ＤＯＮＴ ＬＡＳＴ， ＴＯＵＧＨ ＨＯＲＳＥＳ ＤＯ．
B A C K . T O . B A S I C S
Name; "My mother named me Royal Archer ."
Nickname; "Call me Archer ."
Gender; "I'm a stallion clearly."
Age; "I'm 6 years old"
Herd; Herd? , My own of course

A t . F i r s t . G l a n c e
Color; Ah, brown. My mane is black and I have a white patch on my shoulder and forehead. Dark stockings and two white socks on my back feet. I'm a pretty typical stallion looks-wise.
Eye Color; "My eyes are dark brown. But that doesn't really matter. They're just eyes..
Body Type; Ah, I'm pretty normal I have strong legs and neck and fairly large hooves. I'm not too tall, but at least I'm not as short as some mares. I have no issue pushing my weight around.

D i g g i n g . D e e p e r
Personality; "I'm arrogant, tough, aggressive, and pushy. Do I not sound kind? Well, I suppose I'm not. To bad. You see, I make sure I get what I want and don't mind fighting to do so. I have no problem snaking a mare or fighting another stallion. I will enforce any herd rules and I do not tolerate back talk. I am very confidant in myself, which I guess is my weakness. I get too cocky. Ah well.
Brief History; "It was normal. I was born in a small herd. Never knew my father, he was chased off. I grew up just as any colt did, and when I was old enough, I was chased off. I soon found a home with other bachelor stallions but they were annoying and childish. I'm on my own now, but not for long, I'm determined to start a herd of my own.

T h e . O n e s . C l o s e . B y
Crush; "Um? no, So all mares count?"
Mares; "Hm, none.Yet.
Foals; Uh, sure Plenty."

.{{ Just made a stallion ^^.

[lynettetan1]

{{Both accepted. We can start now. }}

(Summer said we could, but I'm going to wait for him/her to write a starting post, as I don't really know where or how to start. )

[Crazycookiemonster]

((Well I figure it would just be all the horses doing their own thing, but I was going to wait for her to as it is typical for the owner of the RP to make the first post))

[xxshadowluvxx]

(Joining once I get my computer back :3)