Post by ` k i w i ` on May 24, 2011 18:14:04 GMT -7
>name of<
Blood Envy
>call of<
Envy
>body of<
an Equid
>blood of<
a wild mustang
>look of<
a sweet liver chestnut
>height of<
a nice 14.9 hands
>weight of<
a light 1,000 pounds
>being of<
a femme
>years of<
a wretched 5
>mind of<
Blood Envy has the mind of matter. Meaning that it is always changing, but always the same. She is a believer of her thoughts and will defend them, even to the death. She has the strength, will, and mind of a true mustang. Take in all that you can learn and fight hard. She is wise, and you can say that she has the mind of a stallion. Envy is not afraid to play dirty, and will take any chance she gets to do so. With a big heart and a complex thinking system, Envy has the brains to back up all of that bronze … but who’s to say that she couldn’t get into trouble with her big mouth?
>a past life of<
Envy. Born of two bloodthirsty monsters of the shadows. Where beatings and harsh words were common. Her dam, a pitiful excuse for a living creature and with a blood thirst more than a vampire. I would like to be more positive about Envy's sire, but I would be lying to your face. Envy's father was born of blood and shadows and will probably end it there to. All Envy has ever seen was blood, hate, and violence. Saying that, all Envy knows is blood, hate, and violence. Daily beatings as a foal, never an 'I love you,' never a hug, never a sign of affection. If Envy was human, she would be the most wretched Emo in hell. At two, Envy finally realized that it was run for your life, or jump off a cliff. Thankfully Envy picked run like hell and didn’t look back. So here we are, about to make history. But who's?
>a tale of<
occ: I'm going to us Off The Hizzy in this sample, if that's okay?
The liver mare stood out in the snow like a single drop of last night’s blood on the perfectly tailored jacket of life. She trudged onward, through they snow, her tracks like a deeply bleeding wound in the living flesh of the earth. She was covered in blood, she was thirsty for more, and she was Envy, Blood Envy.
"Come Hiz. You are much to slow," The dark vixen commanded.
"I'm coming. But haven't we walked far enough already? There's no way that any sane horse would have gone this far already," Hiz sighed.
"Damn it, Hiz! If you haven't noticed he's a stallion, a leader, a creature of power, strength, and stamina! He's very much unafraid to fallow us until either he, or us, have been laid to wast! Do you realize that if we don't keep moving, we could be under attack by morning!? Have you not noticed that if he dose find us we will be killed!? It's either do or die!" Envy spat in Hiz's face, almost knocking her off balance.
"Do or Die!? Do or Die!? What are we doing right now? Huh? How about killing our selves!? Sure! A crazed stallion may be able to make this trek! But not us! Okay!? Not us! We're mares! Mares, Envy! We're not supposed to be revolting! We're supposed to be in a nice meadow, with our friends and family! Not running on a whim from a stallion! All we had to do was foal for the creature! And in return he would have given us protection! But no! All you wanna do id run! Run and feel the wind whip your mane about! Is fighting the only thing you can think of!?" Hiz screamed back.
"Fighting! I was bred to fight! If you don't remember, that's all my family has been good for! For revolting! For fighting! For causing complete hell all over the universe! You know what!? I'm tired of hearing you complaining all of the time! IF you didn't wanna come then why did you fallow me!? Huh? No! Leave. Leave now! I don't need you and I don't ever want to see your hideous carcass aver again!" Envy wailed attacking Hiz, aiming for her neck. Looking for the final blow. She was tired of having Hiz around. She was tired of other creatures. All she wanted to do was be left alone. But no! Hiz had to come along! And then the stallion caught on. Envy had already fought him once, resulting in Envy barely escaping with her life.
Hiz wheeled around narrowly missing Envy's grip of Hell. She had seen what Envy could do. And it wasn't pretty. Well, unless you liked splatter painting containing lots of red! Hiz turned toward Envy, rushing at her with teeth bared. She could take the talk, but when blows were being thrown, it was time to take action.
"Well, Well, Well. A girl fight! That's something that I could get into," a low, shadowed voice bellowed from the hill above.
Both Envy and Hiz stopped fighting to look above the hill. There he was. Everything that they had been running from, all the sleek powerful muscle, with a pelt of the blackest velvet.
Blood Envy
>call of<
Envy
>body of<
an Equid
>blood of<
a wild mustang
>look of<
a sweet liver chestnut
>height of<
a nice 14.9 hands
>weight of<
a light 1,000 pounds
>being of<
a femme
>years of<
a wretched 5
>mind of<
Blood Envy has the mind of matter. Meaning that it is always changing, but always the same. She is a believer of her thoughts and will defend them, even to the death. She has the strength, will, and mind of a true mustang. Take in all that you can learn and fight hard. She is wise, and you can say that she has the mind of a stallion. Envy is not afraid to play dirty, and will take any chance she gets to do so. With a big heart and a complex thinking system, Envy has the brains to back up all of that bronze … but who’s to say that she couldn’t get into trouble with her big mouth?
>a past life of<
Envy. Born of two bloodthirsty monsters of the shadows. Where beatings and harsh words were common. Her dam, a pitiful excuse for a living creature and with a blood thirst more than a vampire. I would like to be more positive about Envy's sire, but I would be lying to your face. Envy's father was born of blood and shadows and will probably end it there to. All Envy has ever seen was blood, hate, and violence. Saying that, all Envy knows is blood, hate, and violence. Daily beatings as a foal, never an 'I love you,' never a hug, never a sign of affection. If Envy was human, she would be the most wretched Emo in hell. At two, Envy finally realized that it was run for your life, or jump off a cliff. Thankfully Envy picked run like hell and didn’t look back. So here we are, about to make history. But who's?
>a tale of<
occ: I'm going to us Off The Hizzy in this sample, if that's okay?
The liver mare stood out in the snow like a single drop of last night’s blood on the perfectly tailored jacket of life. She trudged onward, through they snow, her tracks like a deeply bleeding wound in the living flesh of the earth. She was covered in blood, she was thirsty for more, and she was Envy, Blood Envy.
"Come Hiz. You are much to slow," The dark vixen commanded.
"I'm coming. But haven't we walked far enough already? There's no way that any sane horse would have gone this far already," Hiz sighed.
"Damn it, Hiz! If you haven't noticed he's a stallion, a leader, a creature of power, strength, and stamina! He's very much unafraid to fallow us until either he, or us, have been laid to wast! Do you realize that if we don't keep moving, we could be under attack by morning!? Have you not noticed that if he dose find us we will be killed!? It's either do or die!" Envy spat in Hiz's face, almost knocking her off balance.
"Do or Die!? Do or Die!? What are we doing right now? Huh? How about killing our selves!? Sure! A crazed stallion may be able to make this trek! But not us! Okay!? Not us! We're mares! Mares, Envy! We're not supposed to be revolting! We're supposed to be in a nice meadow, with our friends and family! Not running on a whim from a stallion! All we had to do was foal for the creature! And in return he would have given us protection! But no! All you wanna do id run! Run and feel the wind whip your mane about! Is fighting the only thing you can think of!?" Hiz screamed back.
"Fighting! I was bred to fight! If you don't remember, that's all my family has been good for! For revolting! For fighting! For causing complete hell all over the universe! You know what!? I'm tired of hearing you complaining all of the time! IF you didn't wanna come then why did you fallow me!? Huh? No! Leave. Leave now! I don't need you and I don't ever want to see your hideous carcass aver again!" Envy wailed attacking Hiz, aiming for her neck. Looking for the final blow. She was tired of having Hiz around. She was tired of other creatures. All she wanted to do was be left alone. But no! Hiz had to come along! And then the stallion caught on. Envy had already fought him once, resulting in Envy barely escaping with her life.
Hiz wheeled around narrowly missing Envy's grip of Hell. She had seen what Envy could do. And it wasn't pretty. Well, unless you liked splatter painting containing lots of red! Hiz turned toward Envy, rushing at her with teeth bared. She could take the talk, but when blows were being thrown, it was time to take action.
"Well, Well, Well. A girl fight! That's something that I could get into," a low, shadowed voice bellowed from the hill above.
Both Envy and Hiz stopped fighting to look above the hill. There he was. Everything that they had been running from, all the sleek powerful muscle, with a pelt of the blackest velvet.
