Post by I R E on Nov 25, 2011 20:50:20 GMT -5
*
[/color]BLEEZE![/i][/color][/color][/font]let's do the time warp again! it's just a jump to the left, and a step to the right
i am aware she has horns, unfortunately, my manip skills do not allow for them at this point in time.[/CENTER]
i remember doing the time-warp
drinking those moments when the Blackness would hit me
NAME | Bleeze
ALLIANCE | Sideth
SEX | Mare
AGE | 8 years
SPECIES | Ramare
BREED | Section D Welsh
HEIGHT | 14.1 hands
COLOR | Black sabino
MARKINGS | Four white high stockings, jagged white splotch on right side, lower belly, skull-faced, white extending to throat latch.
ELEMENT | Earth
NOVICE POWER | Lesser tremor
MENTALITY | Bleeze is of the firm belief that if you can't stay out of her way, she should crush you, and she has a foul temper on the best of days, so will not fail to back this up. She has little patience for anything, especially what she deems as "idiocy", though she herself is not the brightest crayon in the box. Too many hard hits to the head. On the opposite end of the spectrum, beneath her tough exterior - much like her birth element -, there is a soft, tender filling. She can be easily manipulated with the right words, but is usually on guard for deception, though she is easily confused by complex things, and that makes her mad.
An ever-present inferiority complex rounds out this particularly interesting specimen, and because of this, Bleeze is rarely ambitious beyond the next asskicking she has to deliver. She is constantly afraid that others are judging her; her height, her personality, and most of all, her intelligence. Aware that she is not very smart, Bleeze hides behind the veneer of a classic bully, though her actual sand, or courage, is considerable, but she only sees her shortcomings, and seeks to punish anyone that gives even the faintest allusion that they are looking down upon her.
Oh, and she's also afraid of the dark.
ALLIANCE | Sideth
SEX | Mare
AGE | 8 years
SPECIES | Ramare
BREED | Section D Welsh
HEIGHT | 14.1 hands
COLOR | Black sabino
MARKINGS | Four white high stockings, jagged white splotch on right side, lower belly, skull-faced, white extending to throat latch.
ELEMENT | Earth
NOVICE POWER | Lesser tremor
MENTALITY | Bleeze is of the firm belief that if you can't stay out of her way, she should crush you, and she has a foul temper on the best of days, so will not fail to back this up. She has little patience for anything, especially what she deems as "idiocy", though she herself is not the brightest crayon in the box. Too many hard hits to the head. On the opposite end of the spectrum, beneath her tough exterior - much like her birth element -, there is a soft, tender filling. She can be easily manipulated with the right words, but is usually on guard for deception, though she is easily confused by complex things, and that makes her mad.
An ever-present inferiority complex rounds out this particularly interesting specimen, and because of this, Bleeze is rarely ambitious beyond the next asskicking she has to deliver. She is constantly afraid that others are judging her; her height, her personality, and most of all, her intelligence. Aware that she is not very smart, Bleeze hides behind the veneer of a classic bully, though her actual sand, or courage, is considerable, but she only sees her shortcomings, and seeks to punish anyone that gives even the faintest allusion that they are looking down upon her.
Oh, and she's also afraid of the dark.
I R E[/font]
19 | BadlandsHumming [AIM] |
[/center]
Eyes darkening, the mare shifted, swinging her hindquarters around, ears swiveling with her movement. She stared around her, seeking the shadows that crept, snickering, in the twilight around her. The pine trees were swaying gently in the breeze, but it wasn't calming. The moaning whistle the wind created as it passed through the thick trunks and green boughs was unsettling.
A twig snapped behind her, and Bleeze rounded, tail switching angrily over her flanks. Thick neck arching, head bowing close to the ground, she displayed her massive horns, curling violently up around her ears and behind her cheek. If one really thought about it, they created an effective blindspot for the mare, designed for frontal attacks, a more primitive manner of brawling.
It took Bleeze a moment to realize she had broken the twig with her own hind hoof.
Head dipping - in shame, this time -, she was suddenly glad nobody was there, having wished for a companion only minutes ago, someone to chase away the shadows chasing her. But now, she doubted she could stand any more humiliation. No.
A twig snapped behind her, and Bleeze rounded, tail switching angrily over her flanks. Thick neck arching, head bowing close to the ground, she displayed her massive horns, curling violently up around her ears and behind her cheek. If one really thought about it, they created an effective blindspot for the mare, designed for frontal attacks, a more primitive manner of brawling.
It took Bleeze a moment to realize she had broken the twig with her own hind hoof.
Head dipping - in shame, this time -, she was suddenly glad nobody was there, having wished for a companion only minutes ago, someone to chase away the shadows chasing her. But now, she doubted she could stand any more humiliation. No.
THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY SLOW AGAINST
THE RAIN! OF CAUTION 2.0. KEEP THE CREDIT ON.
