Post by Ransom on Jan 4, 2007 19:25:39 GMT -5
Well, between basketball (5 days of the week) and horses (everyday), plus managing Lost Terrain, I can not stay here at this point. I'm really sorry everyone, but when the basketball season is over, I might get to come back. Depends on my Track and NJV schedule. Maybe I'll come back soon. Don't know. Anyway, I am going to let anyone who wants to play Hitler play him. Here is his profile. When I come back, it will be as Ransom, so nobody take my little stud-muffin (lol)
Name: Hitler
Age: five springs
Breed: thoroughbred muddied
Gender: brute
Height: 17.2 hh
Colour: shadowed
Markings: [x]
Alliance: darq
Personality: With no more warmth than the biting winter breeze, the one that reassures you your not in heaven or hell yet, a stag with a hate so deep exists. This hate is of everything; land, love, water, earth, Lights, air, even some of his own. He stops nothing short of a terrorist; placed here for no apparent reason but to destruct.
Through this severe dislike, though, exists a respect. A strange thing it is, for a Darq to respect his enemies, and not even try to hide it. Hitler's cool personality and persauding hiss get him far. But he stops at nothing. Neither death nor life, light nor darkeness, scare him. There was a time when what scared him most was his self, but that has passed. Gone with the wind, it has left a carcus with an icy soul
History: It is rather a mystery, where this darq beast came from, how he came to be. Nothing can coax his past from him, if he even cares to remember himself. All that is known is that he has never been good, never 'seen the light of god'. Rumors spread like wildfires all around, some say he is chased from other distant lands, a constant wanderer due to his misdeeds. Or perhaps there is no one left in those lands? When all is gone, he moves along.
Territory: Storm Cliff
Wrenches: Kigo, Fancy, Serendipity, (and if the steal worked) the little filly Belle
Picture:
I am not giving you this account, so you can just play him from yours. If anyone is interested, post below. If not; he ran off after becoming bored with GF.
So, until we meet again, adios.
Name: Hitler
Age: five springs
Breed: thoroughbred muddied
Gender: brute
Height: 17.2 hh
Colour: shadowed
Markings: [x]
Alliance: darq
Personality: With no more warmth than the biting winter breeze, the one that reassures you your not in heaven or hell yet, a stag with a hate so deep exists. This hate is of everything; land, love, water, earth, Lights, air, even some of his own. He stops nothing short of a terrorist; placed here for no apparent reason but to destruct.
Through this severe dislike, though, exists a respect. A strange thing it is, for a Darq to respect his enemies, and not even try to hide it. Hitler's cool personality and persauding hiss get him far. But he stops at nothing. Neither death nor life, light nor darkeness, scare him. There was a time when what scared him most was his self, but that has passed. Gone with the wind, it has left a carcus with an icy soul
History: It is rather a mystery, where this darq beast came from, how he came to be. Nothing can coax his past from him, if he even cares to remember himself. All that is known is that he has never been good, never 'seen the light of god'. Rumors spread like wildfires all around, some say he is chased from other distant lands, a constant wanderer due to his misdeeds. Or perhaps there is no one left in those lands? When all is gone, he moves along.
Territory: Storm Cliff
Wrenches: Kigo, Fancy, Serendipity, (and if the steal worked) the little filly Belle
Picture:
[img]http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j221/darkxwings/hitler.jpg[/img]I am not giving you this account, so you can just play him from yours. If anyone is interested, post below. If not; he ran off after becoming bored with GF.
So, until we meet again, adios.
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I just have no time to devote. 