Sevin
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Joined: Aug 2007
Gender: Female 
Posts: 3
Location: huntington beach, ca
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OOC INFO
OOC name: danielle
Contact info: fakeitbeautifully@gmail.com < msn
Other Characters: n/a
How you found the site: horseland
CHARACTER INFO
Name: Sevin
Age: Eight
Breed: Friesian
Gender: Mare
Alliance: Dark
APPEARANCE/PERSONALITY
Color: Black
Markings: N/A
Height: 15.2
Weight: 1030
Appearance: Scar running down the side of her face, and various open cuts, and scratches on her body. Usually her forelock covers her eyes, but on bad days it gets moved to the side somehow.
Likes: Dark things, scaring kids, dark horses, mean things, snapping at people, fighting other horses, arguing, being right, winning, painful experiances
Dislikes: Not being right, birds, fish, light-horses, cocky horses, snotty foals, brats, things that generally just make her mad.
Personality: Generally is rude, uncaring, mean, brutally honest, crude, humor-less, finds the bad in everything, and even sometimes, the decent in some, usually blows horses off that he doesn't find suitble, extremely difficult, hard-headed, tough in some aspects unless it comes to bird, fish, and other small-usually harmless things.
History:
Born many miles away from his current residence, he was taught from when he could physically hold his own to hate, kill, hurt, and endure blistering colds, extreme heat, anything he might encounter. He was taught to be a fighter, not a coward, a hater, not a lover. whatever his father could bash into his head without good ol' mom knowing about it.
After a few incidents with the other local fillies disappearing, and him being completely guilty of it, but not confession, he was then kicked out of her family by his mother, and so was his father. they left on a journey that eventually killed his father; he was close to his father; and never got over the fact he watched him die. he doesn't talk about it, and just seems like a cold-hearted brute that would kill anything in his path if need be.
as of now, he resides wherever he can find shelter, and finding food is something he never found interest in. food finds him.
EXTRA
Extras: SEVIN
RP sample:
shh, quiet, you might piss somebody off
this was it, it was now or never. she wasn't here to find love, that dispicable word, who needs it anyways? it was for those weak, the ones who couldn't take care of themselves. that, at least is what she thought. all she was doing was strolling, there were alot of other horses here, but she stayed far away. oh so far away. she'd bear her teeth, and squeal, even chase after those who came close to her. she wanted her alone time, all the time.
like me mthr fckr, you've been at it for too long.
trotting in what most two-legged things would call an extended trot, she made her way out in the open feild, hoping to find something to eat. by no means would she ever ask anyone for help, or ask for food. she would rather starve then ask. her ego was too big, and probably needed to be shoved down a few levels. but she didn't know that, all she ever knew was she -thought- she was just simply better then everyone. but, oh, how wrong she'd find herself. maybe not today; not tomorrow, but someone would put her in her rightful place.
while you feed off others insecurities
stopping quickly, she lowered her head and opened her mouth, carefully eating some of the grass, she lifted her head and chewed at the mouthful of grass she had in her mouth, glancing around, something crossed her mind; the thought of, maybe, someone showing up. how gl--wait, what? she didn't want anyone around, shaking her head at the thought, she finished off her mouthful and lowered her head again, ripping up another mouthful and starting to walk, letting her tail lay limp, she snorted softly.
you stand infront of me, biting the hand that feeds
dropping the grass she had in her mouth, she arched her neck, shaking her head to the side; attempting to rid her face of that stupid forelock she had. hearing something like water, her ears flicked back and forth, her nostrils widened, and she darted off in the way she heard the water-sound coming from. she wished she was like those with wings, to feel what it was like to fly would be amazing.
telling them it's time for something real, don't forsake the words you speak of
after a few minutes of her crazy antics in no luck of finding water, she kicked up her heels angrily and stopped once more. too mad to eat, and way too lonely to yell, she dropped to her knees, then her side, and layed there, a look of pissy-ness on her face. oh if she had somewhere there with her..only if.
**note; i know most of it says him/he, but i just changed her to mare. *shrugs* **
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