by KathrynKat » Thu May 24, 2018 4:22 pm
For this boy you get to do a little bit of picking... to win this boy
you get to pick, height, Kindness from 6-10, a wild name, and story. (max 2 paragraphs)
As you may notice he's sorta a half dark half bright rainbow.... a bit strange right?
Rondell wrote:Username; Rondell
Name; Kitsch
Kitsch, also called cheesiness or tackiness, is art or other objects
that appeal to popular rather than high art tastes. Such objects are
sometimes appreciated in a knowingly ironic or humorous way.
Grelifcent ID; #0141
Gender; Stallion
Height; 16HH
Kindness Rating; 6
Tails; 1
Generation; First
Parents; - Unknown
Breeding Slots; - 0/15
Date of last Foal born; - NA
Current Souls Captured; - 10
Breeding Slot Reserves; - NA
Pairings/Breedings; - NA
Story;Poor Kitsch has never been 'popular' - at least with other Grelifcents. As a foal, his odd pelt made him stick out from the rest of his herd, and those who would have otherwise been his playmates became his bullies. To make things worse, he hit his growth spurt way before his peers did. Thus the odd-looking young colt became odder still! His gangling frame caused him to constantly trip over his own hooves, and it seemed like he spent more time landing on his rump or falling into bushes than he did doing other things. This is actually how he took his first soul: Kitsch was trotting along after his mother, minding his own business, when his treacherous hooves decided to become entangled in the roots of a shrub. Down he went! And, if that wasn't bad enough, his fall brought him snout-to-snout with a rabbit. Extremely startled to suddenly find himself staring into the eyes of a creature that looked much bigger than it actually was, knees still smarting from where they'd been scraped on the rocky ground, Kitsch reacted instinctively. The rabbit died without even making a sound, and the young colt felt its small, fluttering, soul become a part of himself.
He felt very bad about it afterword - it had only been a harmless little rabbit after all! - and swore then and there to be more careful with his abilities. He would never again take a life needlessly!
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by AnimalAtHeart » Thu May 24, 2018 11:02 pm
Username; AnimalAtHeart
Name; Momenti (means "important" in Latin)
Grelifcent ID; #0141
Gender; Stallion
Height; 15.1 hh
Kindness Rating; 8
Tails; 1
Generation; First
Parents;
- Unknown
Breeding Slots;
- 0/15
Date of last Foal born;
- NA
Current Souls Captured;
- 10
Breeding Slot Reserves;
- NA
Pairings/Breedings;
- NA
Story;
Momenti was born of a wild stallion and a tame mother, the details on the father are completely unknown. From an early age Momenti tried to exert dominance over his friends and even his mother, the owner of the mother was unsure what to do with the troublesome colt, so they kicked him out. He eventually wound up here,
Aww geez I really don't know, this is terrible I'm sorry
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by fudge » Thu May 24, 2018 11:11 pm
Username; Caulicobra
Name; Disaris (element of shadow, nickname Dis)
Grelifcent ID; #0141
Gender; Stallion
Height; 14hh
Kindness Rating; 9
Tails; 1
Generation; First
Parents;- Unknown
Breeding Slots; - 0/15
Date of last Foal born;- NA
Current Souls Captured;- 10
Breeding Slot Reserves;- NA
Pairings/Breedings;- NA
Story;MEAN SPIRITDis laid down on the barn floor, quite tired from all the running he had done in the few days. The owner of him had made him run under he was very tired, and then she made him start running again. He snorted. "What are you waiting for, pest? Get running!" his owner came over and scolded him. The owner's dog came over, barking and growling at him.
I should take the soul of this farm beast! He snorted. The dog was now trying to jump over the fence into his pen, and somehow did. It bit his leg until he was tired of it, and took the soul of the mean beast. That was how he captured his first soul.


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by Rondell » Fri May 25, 2018 10:25 am
Username; Rondell
Name; Kitsch
Kitsch, also called cheesiness or tackiness, is art or other objects
that appeal to popular rather than high art tastes. Such objects are
sometimes appreciated in a knowingly ironic or humorous way.
Grelifcent ID; #0141
Gender; Stallion
Height; 16HH
Kindness Rating; 6
Tails; 1
Generation; First
Parents; - Unknown
Breeding Slots; - 0/15
Date of last Foal born; - NA
Current Souls Captured; - 10
Breeding Slot Reserves; - NA
Pairings/Breedings; - NA
Story;Poor Kitsch has never been 'popular' - at least with other Grelifcents. As a foal, his odd pelt made him stick out from the rest of his herd, and those who would have otherwise been his playmates became his bullies. To make things worse, he hit his growth spurt way before his peers did. Thus the odd-looking young colt became odder still! His gangling frame caused him to constantly trip over his own hooves, and it seemed like he spent more time landing on his rump or falling into bushes than he did doing other things. This is actually how he took his first soul: Kitsch was trotting along after his mother, minding his own business, when his treacherous hooves decided to become entangled in the roots of a shrub. Down he went! And, if that wasn't bad enough, his fall brought him snout-to-snout with a rabbit. Extremely startled to suddenly find himself staring into the eyes of a creature that looked much bigger than it actually was, knees still smarting from where they'd been scraped on the rocky ground, Kitsch reacted instinctively. The rabbit died without even making a sound, and the young colt felt its small, fluttering, soul become a part of himself.
He felt very bad about it afterword - it had only been a harmless little rabbit after all! - and swore then and there to be more careful with his abilities. He would never again take a life needlessly!
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by KathrynKat » Sun May 27, 2018 2:24 pm
Rondell wrote:Username; Rondell
Name; Kitsch
Kitsch, also called cheesiness or tackiness, is art or other objects
that appeal to popular rather than high art tastes. Such objects are
sometimes appreciated in a knowingly ironic or humorous way.
Grelifcent ID; #0141
Gender; Stallion
Height; 16HH
Kindness Rating; 6
Tails; 1
Generation; First
Parents; - Unknown
Breeding Slots; - 0/15
Date of last Foal born; - NA
Current Souls Captured; - 10
Breeding Slot Reserves; - NA
Pairings/Breedings; - NA
Story;Poor Kitsch has never been 'popular' - at least with other Grelifcents. As a foal, his odd pelt made him stick out from the rest of his herd, and those who would have otherwise been his playmates became his bullies. To make things worse, he hit his growth spurt way before his peers did. Thus the odd-looking young colt became odder still! His gangling frame caused him to constantly trip over his own hooves, and it seemed like he spent more time landing on his rump or falling into bushes than he did doing other things. This is actually how he took his first soul: Kitsch was trotting along after his mother, minding his own business, when his treacherous hooves decided to become entangled in the roots of a shrub. Down he went! And, if that wasn't bad enough, his fall brought him snout-to-snout with a rabbit. Extremely startled to suddenly find himself staring into the eyes of a creature that looked much bigger than it actually was, knees still smarting from where they'd been scraped on the rocky ground, Kitsch reacted instinctively. The rabbit died without even making a sound, and the young colt felt its small, fluttering, soul become a part of himself.
He felt very bad about it afterword - it had only been a harmless little rabbit after all! - and swore then and there to be more careful with his abilities. He would never again take a life needlessly!
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