|.:.| M u s i c a l . D a n c e r s |.:.| Horse RP |.:.|OPEN

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|.:.| M u s i c a l . D a n c e r s |.:.|
Listen to the beat of your heart
Sing to the melody within the ground
Hear the hooves pounding on the ground
Run with the flying eagles
Dance to the music from the sky
Begin wild and free
Will you survive the ways of the wild?

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|.:.| Rules |.:.|
Follow the rules.
No being mean.
Do not be disrespectful.
No swearing.
Fade to Black when Birthing/Mating.
No horse is Perfect!
No powerplaying/ god modding.
Unusual eye colors are allowed!
No unusual pelts.
No Spamming.
When using OOC use these: {} [] ()
Keeps Forum Entries Updated.
No advertising.
No herds. They are bands.
You can use your own forum.
Make sure you share the drama.
Do not be rude.
No snaking mares when the stallion is offline.
No being your own crush/mate.
No copying this Roleplay!
Do not steal my Forum!
If you have read these rules, put:
Musical Dancers
in your forum!
THIS ROLEPLAY IS SEMI-LITERATE!
That means POST 3 LINES!

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[b]N i c k n a m e s[/b]
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[b]G e n d e r[/b]
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[b]A g e[/b]
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[b]P e r s o n a l i t y[/b]
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[b]H i s t o r y[/b]
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[b]I n . H e a t [/b]
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[b]M a r e s[/b]
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[b]F u r . C o l o r [/b]
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[b]E y e . C o l o r[/b]
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[b]M a n e + T a i l . C o l o r[/b]
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[b]H o o f . C o l o r[/b]
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[b]C r u s h[/b]
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[b]M a t e[/b]
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[b]F o a l s[/b]
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[b]O t h e r[/b]

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|.:.| Musical Whispers |.:.|





N a m e
Musical Whispers
N i c k n a m e s
Music or Whisper
G e n d e r
Mare
A g e
4 Years Old



P e r s o n a l i t y
Whisper is a very flirty mare. She will walk right up to any stallion and immediatly begin to tease him and flirt with him. She is hard to turn down. Around her foals, she can be the most protective mare you have ever met. She is afraid of nothing, and all she cares about in the world is love, kindness and family.
H i s t o r y
Like most boring horse stories, she was born to the wild mountains, like the many great horses of old before her. It was a small band, and easily preyed on by predators, so Whisper became swift in her young age. When she was about two years old and still a filly in all respects, the band was rounded up and taken in as part of the yearly quota of horses. She was sound in body and mind, which became her ticket to a quick adoption. She lived with her adopters, who had began a routine of adopting young horses and then re-releasing them into reservations to help the blood-lines of the horses already living there. She stayed until she was around four years old, before being trailered off to her new home with some of her other young companions. Her adopters was where she was given her full name, and the nickname from it has simply stuck.
I n . H e a t
Yes



F u r . C o l o r
Dapple Bay
E y e . C o l o r
Striking Green
M a n e + T a i l . C o l o r
Black
H o o f . C o l o r
Black



C r u s h
N/A
M a t e
N/A
F o a l s
N/A
P a r e n t s
Gone. Can't find them.
S i b l i n g s
N/A



O t h e r

Musical Dancers

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|.:.| Beautiful Nightmare |.:.|


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N a m e
Beautiful Nightmare
N i c k n a m e s
Night
G e n d e r
Stallion
A g e
4 Years Old



P e r s o n a l i t y
Night is a very protective stallion. He is one to protect. He would rather talk to stallions, and figure out what the problem is, instead of fighting. But if one stallion would even go near one of his beloved mares, Night will go out on a full out fury to chase that stallion away, unless he wants to join the herd, and help protect. All Night wants to do is protect his herd, and keep them safe and living. He won't force a mare into anything that they don't want to do.
H i s t o r y
Night was raised by his Father. His Father's name was Disastrous Nightmare. Night's Father was nothing that his name said. Even though his nickname was Nightmare, he wasn't a nightmare at all. He was a protective stallion. He had the same personality as Night. Night was also raised by his Mother, Beautiful Eclipse, a very stunning and gorgeous Frisian mare. She was the one known as Eclipse. Anyways, Night got along quick. He had a childhood filly that he would die for. When Night was two, he invited his crush into his herd. Her name was Super Nova, Nova for short. Nova was a beautiful chestnut mare. Night and Nova lived happily until the disaster came. A blizzard. They where searching for shelter one night, and Nova was pregnant, and her foal was close to being born. Night was searching for a cave, until he heard a whinny of fright. He whipped around. Nova wasn't there. He searched for her for months. He is still looking for her this day, believing that her and his foal where both still alive. He has never fallen for another mare. He is afraid that if he does, she will dissapear like Nova did.
M a r e s
None, but is searching for mares and Nova.



F u r . C o l o r
Black
E y e . C o l o r
Dark Blue
M a n e + T a i l . C o l o r
Black
H o o f . C o l o r
Black



C r u s h
Nova
M a t e
His mares
F o a l s
Unknown
P a r e n t s
Disastrous Nightmare~ Sire || Beautiful Eclipse~ Dam
S i b l i n g s
N/A



O t h e r

Musical Dancers

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|.:.| Season |.:.|

Spring
Mares are going back into heat,
and the snow is melting quickly.
It reveals new grass.
And newborn foals to come from pregnant mares.
Some rainy storms are welcoming the horses back,
and into the new world
ready to start over again.

|.:.| Weather |.:.|

It is sunny.
With a warm breeze.
Shady in the forest.
And chilly close to the mountains.

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O P E N || C L O S E D

Hello guys! So, I just finished the beginning posts! You are all welcome to join! Before you post your forums, please read the rules! And I would like it if you used my forum.

Thank You!

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Bump!!!

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Bump!!!


Please join. c:

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|.:.| Flame Engulfing Your Soul |.:.|





N a m e
Soul.
N i c k n a m e s
Call her anything else and see what happens.
G e n d e r
Mare
A g e
Seven
(( I LOVE this pic xD))


P e r s o n a l i t y
Oh geez. Well, to begin, let's say:
Feisty- '
Yes, yes she is. This describes her. Soul is a crazy case. No one knows when or why she cracks. She just does. For anything from big problem to small, she can find a way to destroy it. With seemingly endless anger, the mare lives alone. No one wants to try and figure her out, so she has grown more and more hardened toward the bands. Mares that are flirty and desperate make her seethe. Most often she will let them know who is boss around here, and it ain't no common day chick. Packing a lot of punch, she is a handful and then some. During heat she will watch the stallions and even take possible interest in one but never bother. Why try? Secretly she is kind and protective, craving affection. She has a million layers of pure hardness over her first for anyone to break throuhg.
H i s t o r y
First, a racehorse. Her owner was harsh and mean, whipping her on with a vengance. All he ever cared about was fame. Her name was 'Soul of the Nine Circles', her owner believing the devil was inside her. This was only true once he started the cruel training. No affection. No care. Just work. Once dreaded race she bursted from the gates at full tilt. Her fiery pelt blazed in the crowd of thundering bodies. But that was not it. Second and holding steady, her owner grew more competitive. She had to get that first place. HAD to. A sharp pain in her sore flank made her rear and throw a fit. Her legs buckled. She had had it. The tendon in her leg was killing her now she tore it. Her owner rampaging and taking a weapon to her, she whinnied and stuggled to her hooves as gashes formed on her withers. Bucking like a wild bronco she neighed and flailed. Taking her hooves down intentionally on her owner, she gave him something to think about in the ICU. The fiery mare was taken to a vet, them finding the scars from years of abuse. Owner arrested, she was turned to a large ranch. Unable to get along with the horses and getting into countless fights, the mare ran before she could be put down. Now here she is, furious and ready to fight.
I n . H e a t
Oh yeah.




F u r . C o l o r
A bold fiery red with a white blaze down her face. Multiple scars on her withers and hocks.
E y e . C o l o r
A boiling sepia, seeming to glow a blazing yellow.
M a n e + T a i l . C o l o r
Both starting out to mach her light pelt and fading to a dark earth brown like a fire.
H o o f . C o l o r
A soot brown.



C r u s h
Funny.
M a t e
Catch her if you can.
F o a l s
None.
P a r e n t s
Long gone
S i b l i n g s
A stallion named The Devil's Den, unknown whereabouts.



O t h e r

Musical dancers^^ Purty name.