Darkest Moonrise - Wild Horses - Need Mems!

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D A R K E S T M O O N R I S E

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R U L E S
1. All the site rules.
2. Use correct grammer, this rp is in 3rd person.
3. Use the form provided and wait to be accepted.
4. Try and keep this realistic, including foal colors. So if neither parent is roan, the foal should not be roan. If you have questions on this just ask me.
5. Minimum of 3 sentences per character per post. If you read these please put the role play's name at the top of your form in your favorite color.
6. As for herds, the band stud will mate all his herd mares-just like a normal herd.
7. Do not name/ base character's off of book/ movie's or their characters. I will not accept the character.




S E A S O N

Autumn



H E R D S
None at the moment. When herds are created I will put them up here.



C H A R A C T E R S
Dark Lady: ((Яɛ∂∂)) Loner. Wicked and cruel. Lady is quick to judge and her opinions are not easily changed. She fancies being hard tol catch and a flirt. She's a sinister mare with ways often described as satanic. An alpha mare with a distaste for other mares.

Silver King: ((Яɛ∂∂)) No herd at the moment. Actions are stronger than words for this stud. He has a kind heart for the young and innocent mares, but doesn't often show it. King tends to b protective and while he doesn't enjoy it, he will fight other stallions. Respect is of high importance to him.

Desire of Sin (Sin): ((Яɛ∂∂)) Loner. Despite what her name may suggest, she isn't a wicked creature. Sin is gaurded with her ways, as she does not like to let others know her well. The mare perfers to keep herself a mystery. Sin, a red roan mare, doesn't go off first impressions alone. She will wait till she feels she understands another creature before she judges them. Sin, a beautiful darling often seems innocent, but she has her dirty secrets, hence her chosen name.

Zingara: ((MigratingCoconut)) Loner. Zingara usually prefers to be alone but this doesn't make her shy. When she does appear, she is bold but she can play whichever part she chooses so it can be a mystery as to if any of it is real and sincere. She is dark and brooding much of the time and isn't brash. Zingara is a wanderer though and it can take some effort to get her to stay.

Charlatan: ((MigratingCoconut)) No herd at the moment. Charlatan can be charming at times but only if he really wants to be and he can also be aggressive and unwelcoming to either gender. He is rough around the edges and may not be the most pleasant to be around. It may take some getting used to, being in his presence.

Diamanti: ((K.aylin)) No herd at the moment. Diamanti, a very lively stud, has never been able to keep a herd of his own for long, always being taken over by much older and experienced stallions, but now Die feels that he's finally ready to defend a few mares of his own, and he isn't afraid to do whatever it takes to get what he wants. He is normally very possessive of his things, and fights for anything that he cares about. He is very loyal, but certainly has a temper. Diamanti is easily distracted, and very curious. When caught at the right moment he can be a real sweety, but it's not encouraged to become attached to this loving side, for it is almost always short lived and long saught after. Any other traits of his will surely surface in the role play.

Charcoa (Char): ((hunter-jumper-1997)) No herd. Strong-willed and powerful. He is used to getting his way and will stop at nothing to achieve what he wants. He despises being in a herd for he feels tied down. He lives off of being free. However if you do get the chance to get close to him, don't get on his bad side. He is full of anger, therefore he is quick with his tongue and has a bite far worse than any others.

Frosted Ebony (Frost): ((hunter-jumper-1997)) She is young and playful and almost the exact opposite of Char. Although shy at first, once you get to know her she is clumsy and carefree, with a wild side to her.

Dynasty: ((Hug-A-Bull)) No herd at the moment. Dynasty is usually a calm and collected stallion. He's very accepting to mares and foals, but he also doesn't put up with funny business. He can be mean and stern.

Justice: ((Hug-A-Bull)) Loner. Justice is envious and spiteful, yet she is honorable and patient. She can be trouble or a great help. Either way, she requires careful handling.

Meloncholly: ((Insanitys End)) Loner. Melon, as she is often called, is something of a stubborn mare. She is something that you would more expect of a stallion, and at some points she will even fight. As her breed is a mix of a Fresian and a Morgan, you wouldn't exactly expect this ferocity, but it comes back with the power of strength, though not bundled in the biggest package. She is easily irritated into this angered state, and she isn't afraid to fight a fully matured stallion, even if she knows she'll loose the fight. Though, if you start to get on her soft side, she may fall into you. If this does happen, be prepared, for she will be by your side forever, protecting the one she loves.

Jesters Folly: ((WingedRider)) No herd at the moment. Silly but sweet, Jester is normally very silly but when needs be can be very, very sweet and serious. He has a glossy coat and flowing mane. He was born around humans and from that he acts kind of humble to all other horses until he gets mad.

Paradise: ((F l u t t e r b y)) Loner. Paradise is a very sweet, loving mare. She is quite independent, but inviting and warm. She loves to run and play, but can be lazy at times. She is a great leader and doesn't get jealous easily.

A Lark's Song: ((.:Hoofbeats:.)) Loner. Lark is a very Timid mare, she tends to flee rather than fight. She is also very submissive, pretty much giving in to someone much stronger or meaner than herself. She has a tender heart and it breaks her heart to see someone get hurt, reguardless of the reason. She will occasionally speak her mind, but it usually gets her into trouble. She has been in an abusive herd before, and she lost her sight when she escaped. The abusive stallion ended up finding her and [unishing her for leaving, and leaving her for dead. That is why she' so submissive. She doesn't want to get hurt anymore.




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D A R K E S T M O O N R I S E

Dark Lady

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U S E R N A M E: Яɛ∂∂
H O R S E N A M E: Dark Lady
A G E: 9
G E N D E R: Mare.
H E R D: Loner.
P E R S O N A L I T Y: Wicked and cruel. Lady is quick to judge and her opinions are not easily changed. She fancies being hard tol catch and a flirt. She's a sinister mare with ways often described as satanic. An alpha mare with a distaste for other mares.
O T H E R: Not my image.

Silver King

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U S E R N A M E: Яɛ∂∂
H O R S E N A M E: Silver King
A G E: 14
G E N D E R: Male
H E R D: None
P E R S O N A L I T Y: Actions are stronger than words for this stud. He has a kind heart for the young and innocent mares, but doesn't often show it. King tends to b protective and while he doesn't enjoy it, he will fight other stallions. Respect is of high importance to him.
O T H E R: Currently no on is in his sights. Not my image.





U S E R N A M E: Яɛ∂∂
H O R S E N A M E: Desire of Sin (Sin)
A G E: 5
G E N D E R: Mare.
H E R D: Loner.
P E R S O N A L I T Y: Despite what her name may suggest, she isn't a wicked creature. Sin is gaurded with her ways, as she does not like to let others know her well. The mare perfers to keep herself a mystery. Sin, a red roan mare, doesn't go off first impressions alone. She will wait till she feels she understands another creature before she judges them. Sin, a beautiful darling often seems innocent, but she has her dirty secrets, hence her chosen name.
O T H E R: Red roan. Not my image.

[MigratingCoconut]

(Hesitant first post)

Darkest Moonrise

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U S E R N A M E: MigratingCoconut
H O R S E N A M E: Demure
A G E: 6
G E N D E R: Mare
H E R D: None as of yet
P E R S O N A L I T Y: Demure is a very shy character, hence her name. She is very cautious and not usually one to take any risks. She tends to be soft spoken and comes off as very innocent so it may take some coaxing to get her to open up.
O T H E R:

[K.aylin]

DARKEST MOONRISE

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U S E R N A M E: K.aylin
H O R S E N A M E: Diamanti {Die}
A G E: 4
G E N D E R: Stallion
H E R D: None
P E R S O N A L I T Y: Diamanti, a very lively stud, has never been able to keep a herd of his own for long, always being taken over by much older and experienced stallions, but now Die feels that he's finally ready to defend a few mares of his own, and he isn't afraid to do whatever it takes to get what he wants. He is normally very possessive of his things, and fights for anything that he cares about. He is very loyal, but certainly has a temper. Diamanti is easily distracted, and very curious. When caught at the right moment he can be a real sweety, but it's not encouraged to become attached to this loving side, for it is almost always short lived and long saught after. Any other traits of his will surely surface in the role play.
OT H E R:None

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[K.aylin]

Diamanti

Diamanti's sides swelled with sweet, cool, autumn air as he stood amongst the thick woods. The musky smell of the fallen leaves filled his nose, overwhelming, but not so much so that he couldn't tell he was nearing an area that wasn't uninhabited. His harks pricked atop his crown as he peered through the trees, hoping to glimpse the familiar shape of a stray mare...or two. His banner swayed to a halt behind him and all went still. He listened intently to leaves floating to their resting places at the bases of the trees near him. To Die's disbelief he couldn't see or hear any other signs of life, but he could smell them, he knew they had to be out there. The large stud's muscles twitched in all of his limbs, and stiffness was starting to set into his limbs. He'd been on a very long trek through the woods today, and yesterday...and actually, he'd been on this trek for quite some time now, too long, and his body ached from it. Diamanti's orbs flicked to and fro a few more times before he decided that he had to go forth, he's finally found something of promise and it's too early to relax now, when he's so close. So with a little encouraging from himself, the hefty drake's plates began thrumming the earth once again, weaving him through the woodland swiftly until the smell of other horses was very strong and he could see a clearing through the trees. A boisterous whinny erupted from his maw toward the meadow, and he stood, motionless, and awaited an answer.

[MigratingCoconut]

Demure

As the sun rose slowly up and over the horizon, so did the lone equine’s crown. The rays cast their beams of light over the land, peering between the branches of the forest and the colorful leaves. The world was set aglow, coming to life. The foliage, in its wide array of shades, was made visible. The vibrant yellows and oranges, and more dull reds and browns were becoming more and more distinct as the sun grew brighter.The sun caught the dove’s eye, causing a glint in her deep, mocha colored orb. Gaze shifted downward, towards the forest floor, remained fixed upon a twig, encased in its ragged cage. Then, a slight gust of air blew between the trees, catching a strand of nearly coal black forelock. The breeze held the lock in its grasp, playing with it, whipping her forelock in a small, circular motion.
Lids lowered over visionaries, blocking out the world around the essa. Teardrop nostrils flared, sucking in the oxygen rich air. Her barrel expanded as lungs took in the life sustaining gas. And for a moment, all was still as the feminine relished in her peace. But as she exhaled, her breath rattling the crisp leaves fallen from their perch, her whole being gradually awakened. Demure raised her cranial up higher into the atmosphere, her maw becoming almost parallel to the Earth. Forelock fell over her façade, masking her optics and seemingly shielding her from the world around. Although, just because she couldn’t see much, it didn’t mean that there weren’t others around her.
Her harks flickered to attention as the sound of another’s voice reached her. She bobbed her head, as if in debate with herself. Does she go towards the sound or stay put? After a few moments, the muscles in her front pillar went to work as Demure placed a dagger back onto the soil a short distance away. The dove progressed with deliberate movements, navigating her nimble frame around the timber.
Upon her arrival at the edge of the tree line, Demure came to an easy halt. Her figure remained tense. She was unsure of her surroundings and uneasy at the unusual brazenness she had displayed by taking some initiative. But that was to be as far as she went. No sound would escape her lips, announcing her presence. Pools observed all around, searching for any sign of life. From where she was, she could watch all that occurred in the clearing before her. But, with her dark brown hue, she blended nearly seamlessly in. She was fortunate, her coat granting her an almost perfect disguise.

(*scurries off to bed* I shall return in the morning.)

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By the base of an aged oak the dark vixen rested. Her rich ebony bod lay upon a bed of leaves, their hues red and orange. Her breathing was even, the autumn air chilling her maw. Beneath her lids, Lady's eyes flickered about, her mind lost in a dream. The andalusian waltzed around in a shallow pool, her reflection distorted in the silvery liquid. As the Dark Lady dreamed her muscles began to twitch. Suddenly, a whinny broke her peace, causing her body to jolt. Heavily lashed lids snapped open to reveal eyes of dee brown that whipped about,, looking for the source of that whinny. With a grunt, the darling put her forelegs infront of her and pushed her weight up opon them. Once standing steadily, Lady shook out her body, a few crushed leaves fell from her under side and drifted to the ground. Her long tassels fell over her eye, the black tips now sunburnt red. Taking a deep breath, the mare let forth a rough whicker, her lips vibrating with the noise. A light breaze met her, bringing the scent of another mare and rustling the leaves about her. Dark Lady pinned her towers to her dome, her face forming a frown.

((Will start my stud later ^^ ))

[Hug-A-Bull]

Darkest Moonrise


By NDomer73
U S E R N A M E: Hug-A-Bull
H O R S E N A M E: Dynasty
A G E: 10
G E N D E R: Stallion
H E R D: None yet
P E R S O N A L I T Y: Dynasty is usually a calm and collected stallion. He's very accepting to mares and foals, but he also doesn't put up with funny business. He can be mean and stern
O T H E R: Nothing yet

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All By Carrot Mama
U S E R N A M E: Hug-A-Bull
H O R S E N A M E: Justice
A G E: 8
G E N D E R: Mare
H E R D: None yet
P E R S O N A L I T Y: Justice is envious and spiteful, yet she is honorable and patient. She can be trouble or a great help. Either way, she requires careful handling.
O T H E R: Nothing yet.

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((HI HUGGY!! Hahah your accepted! i will add you when im home tomorow, feel free to start and invite people!))