Username:~ Ciel + Sebastian ~
Name:Cascading Lilly
Age:3 maybe 4 she doesnt know
Species: Pegasus Unicorn spirit
Gender:female
Kingdom:Chocolate
Powers:water,ice,healing
Rank:slave
Looks:
Cascading LillyPersonality:she is rather cool tempered and doesnt anger easily but when she does watch out.She doesnt talk much and often is over looked
History:She was supposed to be Ice Flames mate but she was taken as a slave to Chocolate kingdom and has been stuck there since a year ago she has three years left and hopes Ice Flame will still want to be mates with her
Crush:open
Mate:open
Other:bisexual
Username:~ Ciel + Sebastian ~
Name:Ruby Rose
Age:4 in horse years about 17 in human
Species:unicorn pegusuas
Gender:female
Kingdom:chocolate
Powers:nature, healign others, sensing if her mate is in danger and where
Rank:Princess, slave in Blood kingdom
Looks:
Ruby RosePersonality:Ruby is a very sweet girl who loves to help others.She is very shy though so she often hides if she meets someone new.She is very loving and kind but often forgets things and has a hard time remembering them(for example she forgot about the banquet in her honor and went for a gallop when she was captured)
History:She was born into the Chocolate Kingdom as the rightful princess and can't wait to be queen one day.She was taken when she was young and doesnt remeber much of life in the choclate kingdom.She is very free spirited so she often would rather spend her time runnign somewhere then sitting at court.She was captured one day when she was out running instead of being at a banquat for her first birthday and has been a slave at Blood Kingdom since
Crush:Killer
Mate:open
Other:nope
Username: ♥♥Raging Storm♥♥
Name: Midnight Killer
Age: 17 (in human years)
Species: Pure Demon Horse
Gender: Male
Kingdom: Blood Kingdom
Powers: Controls darkness, blood, fire, and other things which you will find out as things go on.
Rank: King
Looks: Midnight Killer
Personality: Midnight Killer does'nt have a heart, he is as black as can be, he is a pure killing machine and he even makes Shade look like a weakling. If there is one think that he likes best, it is to kill... Specifically at midnight. Killer hates the world, and everything in it, and he'd much rather be out and about slaughtering helpless mare's and foals. He is a merciless scycopath, and is indistructable in combat. Every time he looks at a demon, he is that horrific, that he makes them bow before him, and beats the living daylights out of them. Many a time before has he showed the demons how to work and live as slaves, in that death hole, Death's Disaster...
History: Midnight Killer was just a foal when it happened... The screams around him blurred his content and kind mind. Horses of all sorts galloped in stampeads and tried to fight for thier rights... The homeland of Blood-Stirrer's had been insinerated and obliterated. No more had his future existed... Midnight's parents did everything they could to save thier little colt, and soon died in the process. He saw every bit of blood and gore. The Assassins of the Chao's Herd had come to claim whatever they wanted, and, sadly, they wanted poor Midnight's parents. They ruined his mind... Torturing him along with his blugeoned-to-near-death parents. Ever since then, the young colt had risen amoung the Assassins to become the worst nightmare in the HISTORY of Demons. Midnight Killer was then his given name, especially from the
lead Assassin. Brutal training was set in place for him when he reached the comming-of-age. He prooved them all right when he completed his destiny, and that was to be abducted and forced to learn how to fight deadly, then take over thier realm...
Crush: None
Mate: Dead
Username: ♥♥Raging Storm♥♥
Name: Sparkling Legend
Age: 5 (in human years)
Species: Immortal Spirit
Gender: Male
Kingdom: Chocolate kingdom
Powers: You will find out as time goes on
Rank: King
Looks: Sparkling Legend
Personality: Although Sparky might seem that little bit too dark, he is quite pleasant to be with. At first. When you get to know Sparky, he will develop into a friend worth dying for. You don't want to get on the bad side of Sparky, because he can be lairy, and loud, and will bug you until the day you die, or rather, put you in the death bed. He will not rest at anything until he is satisfied, and he HATES people going off behind his back and whispering things about him. Sparky is open minded, and will quite often be the one who gives you the advice, other than you giving him the advice.
Sparky is one of those stallions that would fall head over heels to do anything for you, he gives everything its best, and tries unbelievably hard. Lorem, Sparky's BEST friend, is his life, if she didnt exist, then he would have nothing to live for. Sparky is strong, very knowledgeable, can be stand-offish, independant, snappy, generous, kind and mischievous. He will never put a foot wrong, and is very respectfull/respected, and is also very trustworthy. Also, Sparky is very wise, and is the one to look for if you need help.
History: In the Western land, far far away from the central part of the realm, lay a small band of bachelor stallions, who protected each other with thier lives, they were very loyal and giving, generally a good team. These stallions that roamed the West had the rarest abilities all over the Western part of the realm, and commonly used them in combat training, or normal training. However, a young foal, about the age of 6 months was roaming around nearby, he too was kicked out of his family, and the reason still lies unknown to him, but he also looked quite like them, and had the same abilities as the stallions had. At first, when the stallions came face-to-face with the young colt, they snorted and sneered, not really accepting him into thier band. Sooner though, when the young colt grew up, he had a very pitch black (the pitches of black) coat colour, and grew as tall as two of the horses standing on top of each other. They became terrified of him, and ran away, desserting him in the middle of nowhere. The stallions named him Sparkling Legend, because of his fiery personality, how tall he was, and also how solidly strong he was. Outnumbering all who opposed him, Sparky ran for days and nights, which, at the time, sempt like no end. He searched for those scandals for years almost, but he could not sight them. Becoming so sick and tired of searching, Sparky found himself at the outskirts of his worst fear, Death's Disaster... Nevertheless, he did not leave, nor flee away like most did from the death hole, but instead grew up on the outskirts of Deaths Disaster, later flying back, because he had herd rhumours about the cursed realm. Realizing that he had been on a wild goose chase, Sparky decided he should move into the realm, keeping his eyes out for the leader. Only to find a female wandering about with no intention for trouble or change. There was a demonic-like figure, who stood the same height as him, then a massively large jet-black mare, with gorgeous white; purple; black and pink markings flourishing on her. Sparky gawked, unable to get his eyes unglued off of the mare proudly standing before him. His first instinct was to show off, but a strong urge in his stomach told him not to. Not after all of this searching and messing about. No, there was time for showing off later. But Sparky was the wise type, so he decided to leave the whole idea out. He ignored the very dark-purple mare, who was supposedly running the realm, and concentrated on the black one. Her coat was so fine, as is dazzled in the sunlight, her pure white mane tumbled down her shoulders, with two dark purple (almost black) streaks running through her tail and mane, and forelock. Still, Sparky stared, thinking that this could be a new change. Nickering loudly, Sparky used his large smokey wings to power himself over the border, and over to the mare. Slowly, the stallion edged his way round the leader, who, surprisingly left for her herd in the distance, leaving him and the black mare alone. He appeared infront of her, chest out, wings unfurled and to their full extent, and tail held high.
"Hello there."
Says Sparky with his deep husky voice.
"Hey there."
The mare mumbled miserably. But there was a loving glint in her eyes, telling him that she recognized him. And she knew him well. Lorem was standing before him. And for once, it seemed as though she actually cared and she stepped forwards to greet him.
Crush: None
Mate: None
Username: ♥♥Raging Storm♥♥
Name: Death's Entrance
Age: 19 (in human years)
Species: Pure Demon Horse X Toxic X Shape-shifter
Gender: Male
Kingdom: Blood Kingdom
Powers: The Ying-Yang necklace helps him with his powers, and he likes to play mind games, and watch other's suffer. Not to mention, sinking back into the shadows.
Rank: Prince?
Looks: Deaht's Entrance
Personality: Death is a daydreamer. Always wanting to do something out of the ordinary, he is the sort of stallion with his 'head-in-the-clouds' and tends to miss other things that are quite important. What ever he has isn't good enough, even if it is the latest thing, the best e.c.t... And he feels he always has to have something else better, and he is never satisfied. So what does he do? Ignore it? No. Fight? Not really, though he would definitely fight if he felt it was necessary. Play mind-games? Yes. Death is quite hard to get a hold of, and is the one who won't let you out of his sight, not even for the world. Even though he might seem like he is a bit dim-witted, you are quite mistaken, Death is one of those who always likes to take a step back, and survey things before leaping into situations that are quite sticky. He is very crafty, and stole the Ying-Yang necklace off of a well-known sorcerer up in the Mystic Mountains of his home. When he reached the cave, he used his magic to steal it, and ever since, has used it as a fall back for his magic, and gained superior knowledge from it. Death is very very defiant, and prefer's to be by himself rather than in big gangs like Shade or the rest. The stallion likes to take charge, and 'control' other's, making them do all the dirty work, while he sits back doing nothing. And the best part about it is that nobody ever finds out it was him.
History: It wasn't much of a story to tell... At first. Just a normal jet-black colt sauntering around his mother lazily. Suckling from the fresh milk, and living the good life. Until the humans wanted more from the animal world. It was a dark and bitter Winter night, where it caused Death to shiver a little. The cold crisp air made his breath steam up in the wide-open stall. The wind's loud howling outside rattled the old rooftop of the farm building, making a juttering sound, which was quite freaky. But it didn't unnerve the little colt, or his mother. The only thing that did irk him or his mother though, was the unfamiliar sound of humans voices. Not his owner's voices, or the workers voices, but some other strangers voices muttered in the midst of the wind and darkness.
"So how much then Johnny? Eh? 'Bout fifty for the colt n' 'undred for t'mother? Or shall we leave the mother or take this 'ere colt?"
The monster's strong, Yorkshire voice was quite muffled, but sounded clear enough to tell you that they were not here for a good reason. Death took another few steps back, and hid behind his mothers, tall, and massive body, pressing his rear end up into the wood walls of the stall, hoping that they would not spot him.
"Hmmm. Let's take the colt for fifty. I think he will make a good shower. He'll be useless to plough the fields for harvest-season. Making him work like a dog on the fields would be unfair. Or we could take him to the lab and test on him. See what the little blighter is worth, eh?"
His other colligue's voice was a strong-English accent, that was posh, or 'well-spoken'.
"Alright then, Sam, I'll take this 'ere youngster for fifty. 'Ere you go."
Death stood silently, holding his breath while he stared at the huge looming shadows towering over him. He figured it out quite quickly that these were meant to be his new owners. As the man grabbed a halter, and lunged for the foal, trying to yank at his mane, Death fought back, trying to reach his screaming mother. Her distressed calls were loud, but would it be loud enough to wake the farm-owners? Probably not, their house was up way over the hill, so any loud noises weren't to be heard. Death's little mind couldn't take this all this arousement, and started to panic, trembling with fear. Though it all happened to quickly for the poor thing then. As the two other's realized it was going to be a hard job, the unknown man took out the gun, and fired a sleeping dart into Death's mother's flank. Knocking her out cold. The body of his mother fell to the ground, causing her to lay deathly-still without movement. Not even a single twitch of her muzzle, or a blink of her eye. Death was almost choked when he registered this, and looked away, clenching his jaws tight together, while another moment of conversation persisted.
"Sorry mate, she'd be the one holdin' us up, so I knocked 'er out with a dart-gun, probably be out for 'couple of hours. No need to worry though"
The Yorkshire-man's accent cropped up again, and Death thought he was talking to Sam.
There was an awkward silence, and then there was another mutter, which the colt couldn't quite make out. But as soon as he turned round to face the light, the gun was held towards his flank, and then BANG! Death squealed a little, his eye-sight going slightly blurry before he felt sleepy, his eyes closed, and then blackness snatched away the last bit of remaining conciousness...
Bright lights flooded over the room. Gripping at every spare object left. This made the youngster squint, as he woke up in shackles, lying sprawled out quite uncomfortably on a hard metallic surface, with sickening sights of needles. Big ones, small ones... Even medium-sized ones. Panic struck Death as he struggled to find fresh, breathable air. The room was stuffy. Probably to get rid of bacteria... Just as his thoughts settled, the lab door burst open, and in walked his new owners with a Doctor. There was something about Doctor's which Death didn't like. The things they said. Trying to make you feel better when you know nothing is going to be. Like trying to cover up the truth, or false-words to make you believe them. He shivered just like the time when he was last with his mother. And then pain struck at his heart. He yearned, and called for her. But it was useless. She would never hear him in hear. Not in this life of hell.
One of the medium needles was selected off of one of the side-units, and then a set of medication and test-tubes were brought forwards on a steel-tray, and set down on a tall solid table-unit above him. The Doctor filled up the medium needle with a certain substance which was like a neon-green and blue, and then gave it a quick shake, causing it to glow. Death stared in awe, pricking his ears forwards. But when he realized that it was his life on the line, the colt started building up in temperature, struggling to break free with no sucsess. The Doctor turned to him, and gave him a pat, to calm him down, before strapping his neck and head securely into place, and inserting the needle, before he pushed down on the syringe with the liquid racing inside of the colt.
Death woke up again. But something was odd. He didn't feel himself any more. Had he been changed? Had he been killed? Was he was in heaven? No, he was not in heaven, he was infront of a mirror for real life, and the colt that was once jet black, was now a neon-green marked tribal, with pure demon blood-lines, shape-shifting abilities, blue, green and purple mixed mane and tail, green face and neck, and black-tribal markings on both of his eyes, and muzzle. It reminded this colt about smoke, how the tribal markings curled and curved, and also how sharp and deadly it looked, with a mind of it's own. Death also had strong baby-blue eyes, which glowed along with his emotions, and had 'barbed-wire' markings running up his legs. This was his new beginning as a new horse...
Years later, when Death was used to his new abilities, and slowly adapted to his super strength, and amazing power, he found a way to break out of this 'prison' of testing animals, and malice, and decided to run away or 'escape' into the Mystic Mountains, where his DNA could never be traced. Death came across a cave not too far away on his venture, and peered inside for a better look, finding another exotic looking horse. He smiled evilly, interested at the Ying-Yang necklace dangling from his neck, and Death used his powers to steal it, bringing the necklace off of his neck, and slowly towards him, it was floating, and then dropped onto Death's neck. With the necklace now on HIS neck, Death galloped away and deeper into the unknown, finally assuming it was safe to fly.
The stallion hurled himself into the air, and powered forwards, rocketing across the sky like a meteor out of Space... Death soon disappeared, and never was seen again.
Nothing was ever heard of Death for the humans, how the miraculous discovery of their most prized colt escaped. It was bizarre, and everybody was devastated. In the local newspapers and magazines. It was all there. Pictures of the colt, and pictures on how he was transformed stood right in front of their eyes. Sam was called up immediately, and was asked to call for a massive search-party, looking around the whole area of Blundenbore Village, and the Mystic Mountains. However, like mentioned above, Death made absolute SURE that his tracks were covered, and that the method was, and always will be, top-secret, and will NEVER be found out.
It was unsuccessful for the mother too. She yearned for her little colt, every day in the field of Sam's home. Sauntering about up and down the fence rails, calling out to him all the time. And sometimes, she'd like to believe that her son was actually responding to her. Of course, though, you always have to wake up from dreams... They never last, and she'd wake up everyday the same... The farm-owner's had kicked Sam off of the land permanently for the damage caused and the chaos from the night's escapade. She would never see or even hear of her colt ever again. Now how sad would that be?
Crush: None
Mate:None
Other: The ying yang necklace helps him.
Username: ♥♥Raging Storm♥♥
Name: Black Plague
Age: Hundreds of years old
Species: Diseased Clydesdale
Gender: Female
Kingdom: Blood Kingdom
Powers: Infecting anybody who comes across from the opposite side. Anybody on her side is immune to her.
Rank: Slave
Looks: Black Pague
Personality: She is a hard-working and defiant, yet feisty mare, and will work to her bones in order to please her master. She is forced to keep her mouth limited to speech, for the fear of getting killed. She hasn't got a lot to say, except show you her experience with the earth. She is very wise, and can be deadly if she strikes on you. Chances are, that she is twice your size, and twice as strong. Only trust her if your sure, or she'll lead you astray. And she VERY rarely trusts anybody else, and likes to fight to test her strength against others. She has beaten many many stallions, that she even has lost count!
History: Black Plague. A horse that has been infected with a disease from the Black Plague which took place in 1348. She was a working farm-horse that was ploughing fields for Death Entrance's old farm-house, preferably when it was first built. When the Black Plague broke out in Europe, her owners had no choice, but to flee and leave her behind, still hitched up to her cart. Black rats scurried round her legs, and when she was standing calmly, she was harshly bitten on her flanks, back and shoulders (including her legs) Causing the disease to spread, and branch out into her limbs. She has forgotten the rest of her history due to her disease, and her many many years of living.
Crush: Really? A diseased horse?
Mate: Logics!
Other: Nothing.
Username:~ Ciel + Sebastian ~
Name:Ice Flame
Age:immortal
Species:demon
Gender:male
Kingdom:blood
Powers:blue fire so cold you freeze if you touch it
Rank:Prince
Looks:
Ice FlamePersonality:rather even tempered at most times unless you really tick him off then say good bye to freedom your now encased in blue flames that freeze you.
History:he was born in a pit of fire so deep it reaches to the underworld.The pit is located so far north you freeze the minute you step foot there.Thats how he got his flames.He can't set foot back in his home land until he has a son who can inherit his power
Crush:nope
Mate:nope
Other:nope
Username:~ Ciel + Sebastian ~
Name:Aurora
Age:3 almost 4
Species: elemental
Gender:female
Kingdom:chocolate
Powers:elements
Rank:Queen
Looks:
AuroraPersonality:she is very sweet,she has a temper though and cant resist a good challange but she is also very kind and caring.Unlike her brother Athos
History:she was born from the same volcano as her brother Athos but she lived underground until one day she found a underground lake and took a swim in it.The lake connected to parts of the sea so she eventually wound up there.She swam to the surface not needing air and made her way to land
Crush:sparklign legand
Mate:open
Other:nope
Username:~ Ciel + Sebastian ~
Name: Athos
Age: immortal
Species: elemental
Gender:male
Kingdom:blood
Powers:all the elements
Rank:Duke
Looks:
Athos,
AthosPersonality:he is very short tempered usually and impatiant he would rather go out and find something to destroy then sit around all day arguing in court.He hates weak and foolish mares which is why he has never taken a mate
History:he was born from a volcano and gained control of all the elements and has lived so long he remembers the volcano he was born from which is now burried under ground from millions of years
Crush:none
Mate:none
Other:he is bisexual
Midnight Killer
