Post by Kcx on Jun 11, 2009 15:27:09 GMT -5
Points Of Authority
Name: Dark
Nick Names: Tourcherer, Black Beauty, Dark Chololate
Gender: Mare
Breed: Friesian
Age: Three
Alliance: Dark
Fainting On The Outisde In
Appearance: Her coat is of the purest black, giving her the name "Dark Chocolate" or "Black Beauty," which is her most famous. She is but a beautiful vixen, of which no stallion can resist. She has stunning blue eyes, of which can lour even the most stubborn stallion into her grasp. Her ivorys show a shining white, as if she tries to keep then beautiful. She appears to be the one with noe markings, as if her coat scared them all away. She is slender, and is able to bare as many foals as she can produce. Most stallions fight over her because she seems to perfect, but she enjoys this every single bit.
Markings:
Height: 15.0 HH Even.
Personality: Most say she's a btich. Others, a whore. She usualy only mates for pleasure, some how never getting pregnat. She's glad she looks beautiful. She just loves stealing Stallions from a herd, them leave them to die after she's finished with them. She's somehow smarter than most, though not as strong. She's usually able to sweet talk he way out of things, and usuaully into things. Most who meet her on first account think she's some sort of angle. Others who've known her all her life think she's a drag. Either way, she doesn't care. All she does is go along with what the wind tells her. She doesn't care about what other Equines say about her. In her eyes, they never do anything about it to stop her and her ways. So she just lives with it. She enjoys it.
And she doesn't let anyone get in her way.
Leave Out All The Rest[/u]
Dark never had the worst life yet. Her mother was force bred by a large stallion, saying he'd love her for eternity and help her raise the foal. And after just a few months of being pregnat, he left her suddenly, not saying a word about it[like anyone?]. Her mother was left to care for her by her self, having a herd that didn't really care for each other much. Of course, she didn't care about that one bit. But just a few days after Dark was born into the world, with her pure black fur and her beautiful eyes always gleaming at people, her was was killed by a pack of wolves. The pack had came out of nowhere, as Dark now recalls, attacking every Equine that came into place. Her mother had fallen easily, still weakend from giving birth to her one and only daughter.
Dark was lonely, tired, and malnurished by one week's end. She looked like some rag doll nobody wanted around. A few mares lent in some help, feeding her from time to time. But she rarely took their pity. She rarely took anyones pity. Just like her father, most people said. By the time she was sixe months, hardly big enough to be called healthy, she began teaching her self to eat grass and other "adult" items to grow bigger and stronger. Everyone seemed to be putting her down, and she was tired of it. She knew she had to become one of the best in order to survive this place she called Earth. She knew she couldn't give up, even for an instant. She tried hard to become strong, to show the others what she was made of. And as she had said many times before:
"Like hell will I let some bastars tell me whether I'm going to survive or not. I am the only one who decides whether I live or die, you mother fuckers"
As the few years past, she grew steadily, every ounce of her body turning into pure beauty and muscle. Many of the colts who thought she was worthless now fought over her, wanting to claim her when she was older. At the age of two, she began pleasure breeding like some prostitute, always leading young stallions into the forest to they could mount her and say that they once pleasure bred a beautiful young mare. She never chose them as a mate, though. Oh no, she just let a few stallions rape her from time to time, always gettinf them into trouble because of it. Yes this pleased her. And at the age of three, she went off in search of the right mate to help her lead a dark army. Yes, she grew up in hate and dispear, and learned how to trick stallions into doing what she said. Yes, she was a monster. A pure monster.
Will you be the one to join her?[/color][/font][/size]
Name: Dark
Nick Names: Tourcherer, Black Beauty, Dark Chololate
Gender: Mare
Breed: Friesian
Age: Three
Alliance: Dark
Fainting On The Outisde In
Appearance: Her coat is of the purest black, giving her the name "Dark Chocolate" or "Black Beauty," which is her most famous. She is but a beautiful vixen, of which no stallion can resist. She has stunning blue eyes, of which can lour even the most stubborn stallion into her grasp. Her ivorys show a shining white, as if she tries to keep then beautiful. She appears to be the one with noe markings, as if her coat scared them all away. She is slender, and is able to bare as many foals as she can produce. Most stallions fight over her because she seems to perfect, but she enjoys this every single bit.
Markings:
Height: 15.0 HH Even.
Personality: Most say she's a btich. Others, a whore. She usualy only mates for pleasure, some how never getting pregnat. She's glad she looks beautiful. She just loves stealing Stallions from a herd, them leave them to die after she's finished with them. She's somehow smarter than most, though not as strong. She's usually able to sweet talk he way out of things, and usuaully into things. Most who meet her on first account think she's some sort of angle. Others who've known her all her life think she's a drag. Either way, she doesn't care. All she does is go along with what the wind tells her. She doesn't care about what other Equines say about her. In her eyes, they never do anything about it to stop her and her ways. So she just lives with it. She enjoys it.
And she doesn't let anyone get in her way.
Leave Out All The Rest[/u]
Dark never had the worst life yet. Her mother was force bred by a large stallion, saying he'd love her for eternity and help her raise the foal. And after just a few months of being pregnat, he left her suddenly, not saying a word about it[like anyone?]. Her mother was left to care for her by her self, having a herd that didn't really care for each other much. Of course, she didn't care about that one bit. But just a few days after Dark was born into the world, with her pure black fur and her beautiful eyes always gleaming at people, her was was killed by a pack of wolves. The pack had came out of nowhere, as Dark now recalls, attacking every Equine that came into place. Her mother had fallen easily, still weakend from giving birth to her one and only daughter.
Dark was lonely, tired, and malnurished by one week's end. She looked like some rag doll nobody wanted around. A few mares lent in some help, feeding her from time to time. But she rarely took their pity. She rarely took anyones pity. Just like her father, most people said. By the time she was sixe months, hardly big enough to be called healthy, she began teaching her self to eat grass and other "adult" items to grow bigger and stronger. Everyone seemed to be putting her down, and she was tired of it. She knew she had to become one of the best in order to survive this place she called Earth. She knew she couldn't give up, even for an instant. She tried hard to become strong, to show the others what she was made of. And as she had said many times before:
"Like hell will I let some bastars tell me whether I'm going to survive or not. I am the only one who decides whether I live or die, you mother fuckers"
As the few years past, she grew steadily, every ounce of her body turning into pure beauty and muscle. Many of the colts who thought she was worthless now fought over her, wanting to claim her when she was older. At the age of two, she began pleasure breeding like some prostitute, always leading young stallions into the forest to they could mount her and say that they once pleasure bred a beautiful young mare. She never chose them as a mate, though. Oh no, she just let a few stallions rape her from time to time, always gettinf them into trouble because of it. Yes this pleased her. And at the age of three, she went off in search of the right mate to help her lead a dark army. Yes, she grew up in hate and dispear, and learned how to trick stallions into doing what she said. Yes, she was a monster. A pure monster.
Will you be the one to join her?[/color][/font][/size]
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