Post by Cress is awayy! on Nov 21, 2011 19:24:55 GMT -5
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[/color]Dead Doll![/i][/color][/color][/font]picture pending.. but have a somewhat realistic picture of her base pelt and build :D
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I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
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name: Dead Doll
alias: Doll
alliance: Noble
sex: Mare
years: Five
blood: Eichryte x Aurex x Friesian x Hanoverian
towers: 16.3hh
canvas: Bay
stains: Faint, black splotch directly atop her spine, stretches down her rump and withers in asymmetrical stripes.
whipcords: The roots are maroon in shade, the rest is thoroughly black
optics: Red, seem to emanate a soft glow
slates: Black
magic: Fire
levels & talents:Novice
94% Pyromania
0% Inner Fire
physical health: 100%
mental health: 60% - - -
clinical depression, severe nyctophobia, impulse control disorder, antisocial personality disorder, seperation anxiety
personality:
Once upon a time, a happy little mare boasted in the midst of her herd. Constantly flanked by a brother whom she deeply cherished. Honored as the offspring of two, arrogant herd leaders. Dead Doll was bred to be perfect. Through careful generations of selective breeding, she and her brother - Saw - were born. She was a mere project of her parents, her ancestors. Expected to do the same for her own foals when the time came, and she was raised to think this the highest honor. She grew as a cocky, narcissistic mare. But all of this quickly changed within her teenage years and she proved to be different. Unlike her parents had planned, her Aurex genes did not demand sanguinary sustinence, instead wasting space in the walls of her blood. She was an experiment gone wrong. Fearful of yet another disastrous ending, her father brutally murdered Saw before their family. Their herd.
Forever changed by this treachery her father had committedl, Dead Doll developed a multitude of disorders and general flaws. Becoming a sad, shy mare whom spent her time dreading the following day. Had she not feared seeing the bludgeoned body of her dead brother in the afterlife, she would'eve happily committed suicide. Nowadays, she tends to think herself forever stalked by the ghost of her brother. Often turning to his nonexistence for a conversation. She tends to lapse into spells, particularly in the night, of feverish mumbling to he who is not there. As she fears nothing more can go wrong in her life, Doll relies entirely on her overly-impulsive behavior. She is never fazed by bitter words she utters, nor is she quiet about her opinion. Seeing as she is also not at all void of emotion, she almost always announces her feelings - be them positive or negative - to whom they are directed, and frowns upon mumbling behind backs. Even with her brash behavior, she never wished to enact on any of her flaws. In fact, she would much rather prefer quietly wasting away her life alone. Not in the presence of another.
Of her many disorders, one leads her to relying upon deception to ward those away from her. She tends to lie without regret, always eager to dish out a new way of acting. Even if a lie recklessly disregards the safety of herself or another, she would happily go about saying it. Doll lacks remorse for such actions, too. Indicated by her preference to be indifferent to situations at hand, often lacking sympathetic input or words of wisdom to help a friend in need. All in all, Doll is a mare whose seen barely anything, but her mind processes it as far too much.
Bethany / Cress
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THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY SLOW AGAINST
THE RAIN! OF CAUTION 2.0. KEEP THE CREDIT ON.
