This page will list all characters available for adoption. If you would like one PM the owner (will be listed) to get the okay to make the account. If the account is already set up, then the owner will PM you back the password. If you would like to put a character up for adoption you can either PM an admin or post it in the Updates board. When an adopted character is taken, be sure to let an admin know so the character can be removed from this list. There is also a
limit of 2 characters which you can adopt from Blu since those are generally given powers, markings or ranks and it wouldn't be fair otherwise. You can adopt however many from other people, unless they ask otherwise.
The required information is:
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Race:
Rank:
Gender:
Age:
Height:
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Other: (Pet, Magic...)
Contact Owner:
Characters Available For Adoption:
Equine
Name: Hoarse
Race: Equine
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Male
Age: 10 years
Height: 16.2 hh
Appearance: Of Quarter Horse build Hoarse is colored in a rich bay with one sock and a strange star that wings out across the top of his left eye. He's a thick stallion, and usually clumsy because of it, but he's actually quite agile on his feet, able to turn sharply and quickly. His left eye doesn't see as well.
Personality: He's very calm and easy going. Not much riles him up; he's sort of like a big puppy dog. He's loyal to the ends of the earth, and it isn't hard to earn his loyalty, but if you've crossed him it's all over. He'll avenge any wrong even if it kills him. He's well mannered, though somewhat dense.
History: He was born in Isilme and grew up with his folks living bright and happy. They left near the end of his childhood, but he didn't want to leave Isilme being devoted to the current ruler. He got into a fight not much later when someone made fun of his parents. He beat them up but they got a good blow to his left eye, causing some minor damage which makes it harder to see out of it.
Other: None
Contact Owner: Blu
Name: Augustine
Race: Equine
Rank: Outcast
Gender: Stallion
Age: 7 or so
Height: 15.3hh
Appearance: A coat of nearly black wood covers the body of Augustine, the dark brown coloration unmarred, except for a small, pure white marking resembling the Egyptian symbol of ankh that resides, like a brand, upon his left flank. His tresses are long, those that hang from his neck drawing a close at the bottom of his breast. His tail drags slightly against the ground. Each soft curl is of the deepest shade of black. His eyes are impossibly colorless. The orbs appear to be of solid, jet black - no hint of coloration anywhere within. The only break in the darkness would be the presence of light softly reflecting against the liquid surface.
Augustine's body rises to a modest 15.3hh. The build is slender and feminine, contrasting that of his true gender. Muscle smooth, yet slim resides upon his frame, outlining his girlish figure.
Personality: Augustine is a delusional fellow.
The angelic looking male was raised to believe that the symbol residing upon his rump was a sign from God that he would live forever, as the ankh does mean 'eternal life'. Believed to be one of God's own spawn, Augustine has grown into the mind frame of superiority upon others.
He also is compelled to discuss the breakdown of his beliefs in a subtle, manipulative manner.
Convincing, manipulative, sweet, corrupt, arrogant.
History: Augustine was raised under the tellings that he was God's son. His mother, who wouldn't believe reality, was more so convinced by the appearance of the white mark upon his flank. Any other explanation for the appearance of the white symbol seemed impossible. Thus, Augustine has roamed since leaving his herd after the ritualistic murder of his mother. 'Soul searching' led Augustine to create his own belief system, which is certainly flawed by the twisted mind of a spoiled child.
Fate, perhaps, lands him in Isilme.
Other: Rana made him a hawt picture & table.
http://isilme.acornrack.com/posts/thread-227629-1-1263016723
No magic or anything special as of yet. c:
Contact Owner: Boom Boom (Apoplexy, Kri, Nightmare Anatomy)
Name: Black Velvet
Race: Equine
Rank: Outcast
Gender: Female
Age: 6
Height: 15.3
Appearance: Black, no white marks mar her perfect bodice
Personality: - Kind to all - a real sweetie but with the capacity for revenge if need be - Dependent - Loyal to herself - selfish - arrogant - conceited
History: The twin sister to Black Minx she was brought up as the spoiled princess of the herd. Her father Maximilian doted on her in a way he did no other and thus she's been raised to think herself better then all others, including other races. Max spoiled her rotten and allowed her to fulfill her every whim. The only downside to Velvet's upbringing was her twin, Minx. Minx constantly beat her and abused her in ways that didn't show, such as emotionally. Velvet was the beautiful one, the perfect one and Minx couldn't stand it. Eventually Velvet left after the fall of Maximilian, she didn't want to stick around to see the rising of the new Leader and thus doesn't realize it's her twin, Minx...
Other: Black Dragon (you may name him)
Contact Owner: Black Minx (Kara)
***Basically I want someone to come in and stir up trouble for Minx. I'm pretty easy with how Velvet can be played, as in, she can be totally dependent on Minx for everything, she can be bitter, angry whatever. Her core personality should remain the same as in spoiled and conceited. Otherwise the sky is the limit!
Havoc
Race: Equine
Rank: Rogue
Gender: Male
Age: 6 months
Height: 16.1 at maturity
Appearance: Buckskin
Personality: Probably going to be a naughty little boy.
History: Havoc was born a few miles away from Isilme with his mother, Rain Drop. She told him that he looked just like his passed away father, Havoc Heights, so she called him Havoc and told him to take on Heights when he was older if he wished to. She only could travel 1 1/2 miles towards Isilme before the loss of blood; she'd had problems giving birth to Havoc. She told Havoc to be strong and urged him to go and find a family quickly.
Other: None
Contact Owner: thekraken889@aim.com
Name: Sublime
Race: Equine
Rank: Valley Foal
Gender: Male
Age: on the verge of a year
Height: 15.2 hh
Appearance: zebra striped dun
Personality: up to you.
History: born from Stephen and Lesse.
Other: He is a cross of an equine mare (eq x uni actually) and a zebra, which has also resulted in him being infertile.
Contact Owner: Sham (Fajra, Adelpha Kyrix)
Unicorn
Name: Nom
Race: Unicorn (welcome to change)
Rank: Tides Mare
Gender: Female
Age: 3 years
Height: 14.2 hh
Appearance: Pale like tofu maybe lmao. Up to you!
Personality: A fairly easy going sort Nom is a bit of a ditz and a clutz. She's a social butterfly though and is honestly a bit of a wimp a heart, not that she'd ever admit it. She has a bit of a bleeding heart and tries to help anyone and everyone, though she'll fight if she has to, not that she's any good at it.
History: Was born in the tides near the end of Ignatius' reign. She was taken from isilme's bosom at the annoucement of his death and traveled with her parents beyond these walls. She came of age and decided to return to her birth place, mystified by its stories and legends.
Other: Has a water/earth Magic ability to turn into any item of food. She is able to sort of crawl/roll slowly while in this food form. She becomes the normal size of that food item, and can be injured/eaten while in food form.
Contact Owner: Blu
Name: Sakura
Race: Unicorn
Rank: Mare
Gender: Female
Age: 5 years
Height: 15.2 hh
Appearance: Medium build (think Cleveland Bay, Irish Draught etc.). Her coat appears to be dapple gray however her coat has a pinkish tinge to it. The shade depends largely on her health, when in good health her hide is a lovely candy floss pink. When she's sickly it fades to a normal dapple gray. Her horn is chocolate brown in color and about as long as her head from poll to tip of the nose. Her eyes are chocolate brown as are her mane and tail.
Personality: Kind of nervous, not particularly nice. Aloof, wary of strangers. Once her trust has been gained she's haughty, thinks quite highly of herself, prissy, prides herself on her appearance and brags about her looks, but only because deep inside she's not happy that she was born pink.
History: She doesn't know. Woke up in/near Isilme with no recollection of what happened to her or where she came from. She knows her name, a little about her mother and the occasional flashback memory of her early childhood. Other than that it's up to the RPer.
Other: Not really a power, but she draws her strength from the moon, feeling particularly invigorated during a full moon and particularly tired during a new moon.
Contact Owner: Blu
Name: Skado
Race: Unicorn
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Male
Age: 6 years
Height: 15.3 hh
Appearance: A full black coat that gives off a brilliant shine under even the slightest light. Oddly enough Skado is also missing his complete left ear, though by his own will. His eyes are a pale orange, the same hue that stripes his front legs past the knee and his back legs past the hocks. He has a large chunk of orange mane near his withers as well.
Personality: A bit of a busy body Skado likes to be in on the action and the gossip, and takes it quite personally if he isn't informed first. A bit 'playful' at times one might wonder just how he became a trusted warrior of the Tides, but maybe you just haven't seen him in action yet. Perhaps the most agile horse you'll ever meet Skado could probably best a pretzel in a contest. Aside from that Skado takes any duties he is given very seriously, and can switch from laughing and goofing off to a dignified soldier in the blink of an eye. He's friends with almost anyone as soon as he meets them and isn't too worried about the race wars, he just fights for his honor and his herd.
History: Born outside of Isilme to a herd of mixed races Skado seemed to have a promising life until his herd was called to disband by a neighboring group which was stronger. Fearing a massacre the peaceful herd agreed and each went their own way. Skado, with his mother and little sister Lireta, traveled to the borders of Isilme for new found hope. What they found was disaster. Being unaccustomed to some diseases found only in Isilme Skado's mother fell ill and passed away. Skado's sister also fell ill, but by sacrificing his left ear to the Tome Guardian he was able to get a cure and save her. He grew up ever since with the desire to protect all his friends and family so he would never lose anyone again.
Other: He is intensely allergic to Pegasus feathers and tends to try and avoid them at all costs.
Contact Owner: Blu
Pegasus
Name: Chayton (Falcon in Native American)
Race: Pegasus
Rank: Stallion
Gender: Male
Age: 7 years
Height: 15 hh
Appearance: The rugged appearance of a mustang appeal is the form of Chayton, more commonly just called Falcon. With a sorrel coat branded with a small sock on both back feet this boy is quite the flier. Wings are a variety of brown hues and eyes are a rich yellow.
Personality: With such speed and aerobatic flight it's a wonder Chayton isn't a warrior. Truth is he hates to fight and disagrees with the constant wars. He prefers to heal and help others, though he will sometimes carry messages if his leads ask, because he is begrudgingly loyal to them. His loyalty is not blind however, and if he dislikes his leads enough his disrespect and disobedience will rise.
History: He loved early in life, puppy or in his case, foal love as they call it. She was a black and purple filly, and was the only one able to beat him in the skies. As they grew to yearlings however she became ill. By a year and a half she had died. He was angry for another 2 years, often going into blind rages. He was almost banned from the herd until a wise elder took him in. The elder taught him to be at peace with nature and the world, and that often those dearest to us are the ones we lose. He learned how to heal with herbs from the elder, and gradually his soul settled as he came to the decision she was taken from him because she had attained a perfection no mortals should reach. He still cries for her, and when he is congratulated on his fast flight he takes on a sour look, because he knew she always beat him. He never wants to love again, but he aches for a foal.
Other: The fastest flier of the Pegasus
Contact Owner: Blu
Name: Eve
Race: Pegasus
Rank: Cliffs Mare
Gender: Female
Age: 4
Height: 15 hh
Appearance: A pristine white, discolored only by the green bands around her front knees and red bands around her back hocks. The red and green hues also tip the primal feathers and seem to highlight her mane and tail.
Personality: For the most part up to you to decide, but she is more of a friendly, bubbly and peaceful sort hell-bent on spreading good cheer to everyone near.
History: She doesn't remember orrr you can make it up
Other: Magic -- wind: She is able to conjure singing winds which make those near more relaxed and upbeat; naturally her own voice does this to a degree. These singing winds can be used to lull someone to sleep or disorient them in cases of battle (sleep would be brief)
Contact Owner: Blu
Name: Ryder
Race: Pegasus
Rank: Warrior
Gender: Female
Age: 12 years
Height: 14 hh
Appearance: A deep bay adorns the short stature of this ferocious warrior. Dark brown pelt is matched with a black mane, tail, wings and knee points. Her eyes are an oddity as one is light brown while her right eye is a deep blue, so caused by a tilted, bold blaze.
Personality: Her short stature earned her humility as a child, so to make up for it she turned to immediate violence. She often is loud and acts out before thinking, but it is often an impressive sight that causes her enemies to pause before attacking. She is an unbelievably skilled fighter, but her lack of tactic and grace keep her from being a leader of the soldiers. Which is fine with her, she'd rather avoid the responsibility. She isn't afraid to say what she means or thinks, and respect is hard earned by her and often never realized. If she respects someone, she tends to yell a tone or so less and also gives them wily grins. Everyone else earns vile sneers.
History: As a foal she was picked on often, so she took to beating everyone up to get her way. She was heavily dependent on her Dam in her childhood, but as she grew so did her independence.
Other: Nothing
Contact Owner: Blu
Name: Ava
Race: Pegasus
Rank: Rogue
Gender: Female
Age: 4
Height: 15.4
Appearance: She is chocolate brown with mocha hair and black streaks. Black leather wings.
Personality: She is happy and kind most of the time. She isn't much of a fighter, though some say she has a strong kick. Ava wants to be a mother in the future; she always has had a motherly disposition. Always making sure everyone was in-line and doing what they were told, maybe tot he extent of bossing them around not that she would ever admit it.
History: Ava was born to a small herd of pegasus where her parents were herd leaders, but they never really spoiled their children. Ava was the youngest in her family. She could have easily stayed on her lands for the rest of her life, but when she was three she said her goodbyes and took flight to see the world.
Other: http://i44.tinypic.com/dfcdup.png
Contact Owner: thekraken889@aim.com
Name: Damnation
Picture: http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c248/Lioness112/damnation1.jpg
Race: Pegasus
Rank: Mare
Gender: Female
Age: Six
Height: 17 hh
Appearance: Damnation is a middle-weight Irish Sport Horse. Her coat
is a rich, fiery chestnut color, and her face is adorned with a broad
white blaze. She's got socks on her two front legs, and much too high
stockings on her hinds. Criscrossing her legs are black markings;
spiderwebs. On her fores, they crawl up to her knees, on her hinds they
crawl up above her hock, and ends somewhere on her haunches.
Sprouting from her shoulders are gigantic, leathery black bat wings,
and they are strong enough to carry her through the sky. The thin
membrane is connected to her sides, it doesn't just "pop" out from the
wing bone.
She stands at 17 hands at the withers; a beautiful, muscled girl, but
not feminine. She doesn't know how to handle herself in a seductive
way, she doesn't know how to move with elegance and grace; she doesn't
know how to catch the eye of a male. And she's not interested in trying
either.
Her eyes are a pale steel gray.
Personality: Damnation is blunt, rough and boyish. She speaks her
mind, she is truthful to the point of brutality. She does not believe
in lies; not even white ones. She's truly bull-headed and stubborn, and
to make her give up is impossible. Once she's decided to do something,
she does it. Damnation can be quite rebellious at times; but not
without cause. If she realizes she's the wrong one, she steps down,
although she's not too happy about it.
Damnation isn't your typical flower-power bright whore girl. She's
not the sharpest horse in Isilme, actually she ranks pretty low. She's
got bulk, but no brains. It makes her simple, and her reactions are
emotional and easy to foresee. But she believes in herself, and in the
world. The war doesn't sit too well with her, but she'll do her part
when asked for it. Because she knows how to fight.
Damnation is pretty much of a male-hater. She absolutely hate when
they try to get on her back or push her around -- they suffer quite
badly if they do try. She's not afraid to say "no" and back it up with
kicks and bites.
Being such a simple soul, Damnation is easy to amuse. She enjoy the
small things in life - the smile of a friend, a small gift, a token, a
sign of friendship. To watch a beautiful sunrise can keep her going for
weeks. But her to spice her up, the Gods gave her a wicked sense of
humor. Humiliating males is, in her opinion, fun. She'd happily do it
all day if it was possible, but she knows not to push them too far. It
would lose it's point then.
History: Damnation is the daughter of Heaven, a cream-colored Pegasus mare with feather wings. Her father is unknown.
She was born into a herd of feathered wings, and although she was not
openly shunned or thrown out, the others were scared of her. They
thought her ugly, freakish, but acceptable. At least she had wings, and
not some other strange attribute, like a horn. But Damnation, the sweet
little fiery girl, was oblivious to their contempt of her. She grew up
happy, together with her mother and her older half-brother, Judgment.
They shielded her, and sheltered her. They loved her; her, the stupid,
ugly little girl Aamu. The freak Aamu.
She grew up with them, aside from the herd. She was safe and secure,
but curious. The others of her age didn't really dare to play with her;
they were afraid, but oh, how they denied it. They wanted to mock her,
but they dared not. And it was forbidden. She had very little contact
with them - either they wished her ill, or lacked the strength to
befriend her. Aamu did not mind, she had never known anything else.
But one day, it changed.
There was a colt of her age called Tuzz. He was a stocky, fuzzy
stallion. His coat was dark bay, but his face was white and his legs
and back were white. One day when they were two, Tuzz approached her.
Befriended her. Said he loved her. And she loved him back. Heaven was
happy, Judgment was suspicious; the others, well... They accepted it.
They had to. And Aamu was happy.
They turned four, and still they held true. She even bore him a son -
a beautiful dark colt, with giant feather wings. They called him Lumi.
And all Aamu knew, was happiness. Joy. Even though she was nowhere near
accepted, she had Tuzz and she had Heaven and Judgment. What more could
she ask for? Nothing.
But with the first birthday of Lumi, her world crashed down.
Tuzz revealed his true colors. He told her "I've never loved you.", "You're a freak, Aamu."
and he even called her whore, said he'd chosen her just to get a colt,
and to see if it would grow bat wings such as her own. It broke Aamu's
heart. But instead of breaking down, a tangled mess of tears and
sorrow, she unfurled her hate. All her anger, her frustration; she
poured it out over him. Screamed at him, shouted at him, her voice cold
and broken, barbaric in its rage. The last she said was "I trusted you! Damn you all to hell!". And yet Tuzz smiled, his loveable grin. Damnation fled to the safety of her mother Heaven, and her brother.
The next day, the herd called a meeting. They banished Aamu, called
her a freak, a monster, a damned thing. They sent her to damnation, and
revoked her of her name Aamu. Instead, she was to be Damnation. Aamu
bowed her head, and told them she'd never suffer their punishment. She
turned to her mother, sought her help, and Heaven spoke her wisdom. She
told her to leave, and never come back. She told her to be strong,
loyal, and happy. They would meet again, some day, in the afterlife. It
was enough comfort for Aamu, and in those last seconds of her old life,
she embraced her mother. She knew it was the last time she'd feel her
warmth, her scent, the comfort of her soul and the shielding of her
wings. But they had had their time, and now Aamu had to move on. She
left with tears in her eyes, and embraced her brother for the last time
too.
Before nightfall, she set out. She left her little boy Lumi behind.
She left Judgment and Heaven behind. She left everything behind; Tuzz,
and the memories of him. She excluded him from her memories, from her
mind; she didn't deny him, but found herself indifferent to him. She
didn't care if he lived or if he died.
Aamu shed her old name. She became Damnation, and arrived in Isilme a year after Tuzz's betrayal.
Other: She's got an item .
Contact Owner: Neo. Her account exists, because I played her for a while, but I can't now. PM me and I'll give you the password.
Name: Fenris
Race: Pegasus
Rank: Woodlands Foal
Gender: Male
Age: A few months (but you could probably have him as a yearling if you wanted)
Height: 13hh
Appearance: Fenris will never grow larger than a pony. Without the testosterone to fuel growth, he will never have the height or nobility of a stallion, and is doomed to remain a short arse. One could not say he is handsome, for he isn't, yet there is a sparkle in those emerald eyes of his. Indeed he has all the grace of a show horse, with slender limbs and a compact body with hard muscle beneath his coat, built for running and strutting. But not flying. His wings are small - one spread is only as long as his body - and it would be no understatement to call him a terrible flyer. He can get up in the air and flap around a little but you won't catch him doing flips or aerial maneuvers. His wings themselves are feathered, and the main flight feathers are white. In colouration, he is black, like his sire, but has his fair share of white markings. His forelegs have a white sock on each, and his hindlegs are both white up to the hock. He has a snipe of white on the end of his muzzle and a perfect star between his eyes. Another bizarre thing about this little fellow is his tail, which is long and lionlike with a tuft of white fur on the end - like a unicorn.
Personality: Seeing as I've not really played him, you can decide this. :) But he'll never have an interest in sex or the like, unless he witnesses it happening. He's noble, courageous, and would die for what he believes in, he's also curious as to who his father is and wants to find this out. He does, however, have a quick temper and is easily angered.
History: Was born to Morgue, after he got turned into a girl. He was then abandoned and left to die - he somehow found his way into the Woodlands, where he was adopted by Querida. He went to the TG to find out who his father is, but was greeted by Al Bony, who declared himself Fenris' sire.
Other: (Pet, Magic...) He was born a gelding - as in, he has no testicles. Because of this, he will never grow as tall or have the muscle tone of a stallion, nor will he have the 'urges'.
Contact Owner:Snowwy - just let me know you want him and I'll give you the pass :)
Name: Helena
Picture: http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k235/ConvulsionExamples/Helena.jpg
Race: Pegasus
Rank: Mare
Gender: Female
Age: 4
Height: 15.3 hh
Appearance: Helena is an immaculate canvas with only sapphire orbs and ebony daubs paint across her hocks. Her feathery appendages span across her midsection. Barely does she out stretch them. She has a strange desire to hide herself. Although, she is far from hideous.
Personality: Helena is dependent on others. She cares what they think and her whole life revolves around that fact. Scarred by childhood rejection, she believes she is ugly. She is self-conscious and highly hidden. However, she is kind and playful. Sometimes it is hard to get her to talk and, when she does, she only opens up to those of her liking. You know, just your average girl.
History: Born from pure lines this goddess was bleached pure of imperfections. Growing up, she always fantasized of just one spec. One blemish that would make her blank canvas a piece of art. No one would have guessed that she would mutate into the ugly duckling, but sure enough, it happened.
Livid stains grew from the dirt that once was the only taint she could accumulate. Her image was denied by her creators and the enchantress was banned from her society.
Shunned for originality. Punished for personality. Hunted for rarity. Helena became cynical and unsociable. Now it seems only her spirit can be seen haunting people for their differences. No matter her imperfection. She has grown into a beautiful creature. One worthy of acceptance. And someday she will realize this.
After she entered Isilme, she met and fell in love with Morgue. He seduced her to have his child and now is mother to young Eros. After realizing Morgue's obsession over the females and how the stallion really did not love her she gave Eros to the Equine Valley.
Other: None
Contact Owner: Scream
Name: Judgment
Race: Pegasus
Rank: Rouge
Gender: Male
Age: Nine
Height: 16.3
Appearance: Judgment is a wiry buckskin boy. He's of a medium build, not too heavy nor too fragile. He's a pretty thing to look upon, a stallion with that glint in his eye. His left front leg has a white coronet and his left hind has a sock. His face is adorned with a thin blaze, and his eyes are piercing gray. From his shoulders giant wings sprout, the same color as his body, but the feather tips are charcoal black.
Personality: He's protective, and caring. A sweet boy, humorous and childish. But he knows how to fight. It's easy to make him angry, due to all the shit he had to take in his old herd. He fires up quite easily to protect those he loves. He misses his sister greatly, and mourns the passing of their mother. Brought up as a racist. He hasn't had the time to explore his own needs and wants too much so they are for you to make up.
History: Judgment was sired by an unknown stallion, and born by Heaven, one of the kindest mares the earth has ever seen. When he was three years, his little sister Damnation/Aamu was born. She was the ugliest thing ever seen, with black bat wings coming from her back. However, Judgment could not find it in his heart to hate his freakish little sister, so instead, he protected her. To the end of time, he would do so. He sacrificed most of his own life for hers; he didn't run with the other young stallions, he didn't flirt with the mares. All he did was protect his lovable, stupid little sister. And when she met Tuzz, he instantly hated the stallion. Maybe because he was jealous; maybe because he knew what was coming.
So when his nephew Lumi was born, he took upon himself to take care of him, too. And when the herd rejected Aamu, and named her Damnation, he took the colt in. The herd then turned their back upon both Heaven and Judgment - they were alone now, with the young colt. Together they took care of him, but when a half year had passed, Heaven fell ill. She died soon and left Judgment alone with the almost two years old colt. He didn't have much of a choice in what to do - he had to find his sister. So together with the black colt, he set out to find Damnation. After a time of seeking, he found Isilme, and ventured in to find his sister.
Other:
mother: Heaven, a Classic Cream mare.
father: unknown buckskin stallion
siblings: Damnation, younger half-sister
Nephews: Lumi (Damnation x Tuzz)
He's traveling with Lumi, you'll have to find someone to play the colt or play him for a while too if you want Judgment, since he can't appear without Lumi. He will always be three years older than Damnation, so don't forget to update his age!
If you're ever going to breed Judgment, PM me and I'll send you his genetics. ;)
Contact Owner: Neo (Adalwulf)
Name: Looking Glass
Race: Pegasus
Rank: Outcast
Gender: Female
Age: 6
Height: 15.2 hh
Appearance: dark as the night, killer brings forth an ax, long bloodied by the blood of its wielder. light seems to bend from her form, corroding her in the colour of the shadows. lips are smouthered in crimson, painting them to the curve, rumours tell that it had been caused by the blood of her victims. better you doubt them. fangs, sharpened by her own ax protrude from the ivories in her foul mouth. winged, she is, webbed and decomposing. this is only a trick of the mind. the demon had ripped them deliberately, creating the illusion of her being disabled. the form is of primitive warmblood, bulk heavy yet limbs lithe. mane is often bitten off, creating a rather rugged look. tail hangs at her hocks, ending in the thinnest of strands.
Personality: this devil won't bite. she'll kill. insanity branches out without comprehension. she may be on your lap one second, and at your throat in another. her laughs be be close-to-angelic, but that is another lure. in her mind, no one is an allie. simply another step towards power. not that she'll do anything with it. if you'd care to see, she could be considered a genius at this manipulation. she loves to see things rot before disposing of them. you're just another toy in her vast world.
History: you may make it up~
Other: dark shadows of absolute black follow her and she has an actual axe that she adores like a pet.
Contact Owner: Sham (Fajra, Adelpha Kyrix)
Name: Lumi
Race: Pegasus
Rank: Rouge
Gender: Male
Age: 2
Height: will become 16.1
Appearance: Lumi will be a medium built stallion one day; he's a cross between Irish Sport Horse and some sort of pony-looking mutt. He's a beautiful black color, with a broad white blaze and a left hind stocking and right hind pastern. From his shoulders gigantic black wings sprout. His eyes are a warm brown.
Personality: Lumi as a kid is spastic, hyper, and easy-going. Although he's brought up as a racist, he's known for breaking rules and would be intrigued by other species. When older he'll be somewhat manipulative, deceiving and egoistic, but still with a kind heart somewhere. A bit of a bastard who doesn't know how to handle himself, and somewhat of a man whore, but nowhere near Morgue's level. He wouldn't care much for feelings, only the body, but if he ever met someone he really fell in love with, that would be another story..
As older, I can imagine him being a bit more of a racist. He'll be sort of slow in "growing up", probably being like a kid until he's 4 or something.
History: Lumi was, in Tuzz's eyes, a scientific experiment. In Damnation's eyes, he was the most wonderful creature on the earth. His first year knew only motherly love and care, but his second knew pain. When he was one, Damnation left him. The feelings of loss and being abandoned couldn't be described, but Heaven and Judgment managed to soothe him. However, Heaven died within a year, and Judgment set out with him on a long journey, to find his mother .. the mother he doesn't know if he's supposed to hate (for leaving him), or love (for birthing him, and loving him).
Other:
mother: Damnation
father: Tuzz
grandma: Heaven
uncle: Judgment
He's traveling with Judgment, you'll have to find someone to play the stallion or play him for a while too if you want Lumi, since he can't appear without Judgment. He will always be four years younger than Damnation, so don't forget to update his age!
If you're ever going to breed Lumi, PM me and I'll send you his genetics. ;)
Contact Owner: Neo (Adalwulf)
Name: Nephele
Race: Pegasus
Rank: Outcast
Gender: Female
Age: Yearling
Height: 15 Hands
Appearance: Thin. Fragile. She will be forever lanky, barrel small and unsupportable. But there is beauty in her; she has an almost dished face, adorned with the clearest of crystals, much like her mother's. She is the color of a dust storm; but her heart lies in the air, she loves cloud-gazing and the mist in the early morning. Alas, one day she truly will be a cloud, white as snow, although the agouti gene is ever present, making her limbs black; along with her mane and tail being a dark grey. Fairy rings will be faint, even in her final days. Wings are feathered, and each feather is bordered with an intense black.
Personality: Nephele is mostly a nice, submissive little girl. She loves the sky and adores her wings. She acts like a total jerk though when her multiple personalities kicks in. She tries to fit in and will do her best to impress you and others. So give the poor girl a chance.
History: Was born, Nothing much else.
Other: Wind Magic: Can manipulate clouds/fog.
Has multipul personality disorder.
I have a table if you need one :3
Contact Owner: Aera, Fardray, Elmcheria or Chinook.
Other
Name: Osiris
Race: Wolf-Horse Hybrid
Rank: Outcast
Gender: Male
Age: 6
Height: 17 hh
Appearance: Osiris, from a distance, seems a great wolf; upon closer
inspection, however, it is seen that he is mostly equine, standing at a
tall seventeen hands upon broad, frighteningly taloned paws. When the
beast smiles, his teeth are those of a dog, sharp and dangerous, and
his head is further made strange by the large, heavily furred ears. He
his handsome, however, roguishly so, with bright, gleaming eyes of a
vibrant orange and gold, and they stand out from cream and dark browns
of his face. His lower jaw, chest, and underbelly are a rich eggshell
color, and the rest of his fur varies from golden browns to jet blacks,
much like a grey wolf. His coat is similar to a horses until the
undercarriage is inspected, which has voluminous amounts of long, thick
fur that dangles a few inches from the flesh of his gut.
Personality: Generally deceitful; man of few words. He is reserved, but
in patience; considers himself better than most and viciously defensive
of what he deems to be worth his time.
History: Visible here.
Other: Has an invisibility potion. :)
Contact Owner: Bunnie! (Requiem, Todou, or Beloved)
MSN: bunnie_likestoastersxo@hotmail.com
Email: kissandapologize@yahoo.com
Name: Ramiro
Race: Hippogriff
Rank: Outcast
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Height: 18.3 hh
Appearance: Ramiro is a creature of elegance. Those who see him feel
both awe and fear; a deep respect within their hearts. Any, but a fool,
would think twice before attacking him or bringing his wrath down upon
themselves, family or friends.
But if he is so magnificent, who is he, what is it that scare and allure them all so?
He is the offspring of a griffin and a mare.
Let's go over him, from head to rump.
His head is that of a golden eagle; adorned with beak and all. Deep
browns, bordering on black at some places, cover his head; the feathers
are soft. His eyes are an eagle's eyes, a yellowy orange with a round
pupil. His beak is curved, yellow and black, made for killing and
ripping into meat.
The first half of his body is covered in feathers, and from his
shoulders, gigantic feathered wings sprout. His front legs are the
taloned claws of an eagle.
His horse lineage shows on his hindquarters, they are a deep bay
color and of warmblood build. The legs are colored in black. From his
well-muscled rump flows his tail, of purest black.
Personality: First things first; I cannot form words, unless I am
preaching. I just make noises otherwise. I don't know how, I don't know
why, I just know.
I've never claimed to be nice. Neither have I claimed to be evil.
It is true; Ramiro cannot speak. But do not let his noises deceive you
- beneath his attitude, beneath the layers of madness, is a brilliant
mind, filled to the brim with wicked ideas. Although he is not evil, he
certainly has quite the mean humor. He would think it fun to see a
creature burn, writhe in torment and scream in pain.
In many ways, Ramiro is a madman. He knows no limits, he stops at
nothing, he's completely nuts. He doesn't talk, it seems he doesn't
even think at all -- because whenver he's not flapping around you,
screeching, he's probably standing in some sort of trance, and, all of
a sudden, talking so much you wish he'd just shut up. And although it's
a lot of confused ramble, it contains a message; the Gods. Ramiro is a
preacher and a prophet, and he prophecies a lot of things. Usually it
can be waved off as some sort of sick idea born in his cruel mind.
But do not believe Ramiro uses his "preaching" as an excuse to spread
vile ideas across Isilme. His inability to talk is genuine, as is his
.. madness.
If you are a young boy, beware. He's got a taste for those - young
flesh, mmh. But do not believe he will eat you... That is not his
purpose.
History: Unknown
Other: Control of a bird (although she's his friend); It's a snowy owl female called Helena.
Contact Owner: Neo
