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Post by Tazzin on Feb 21, 2011 8:30:57 GMT -7
Lights
Neutrals
Darks
Bloodlines:
P.S.- If you want to be a part of one of my bloodlines, just pm me. =]
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Post by Tazzin on Feb 27, 2011 18:49:35 GMT -7
Name: GhostLock
Calling: Ghost
Age: doesnt matter...
Sex: Brute
Species: Shadow Equine/Fire Element
Breed: Thoroughbred x Akhal-Teke x Belgian Warm-blood
Alliance: Dark
Personality: Ghost Lock's a born leader. He can make you believe anything he tells you, but usually, he follows through on his promises. He's dark but civilized, confident, courageous, and an paralleled fighter. But beneath it all, he often wonders if he is good enough. He looks up to his father, and Ghost Reach always seems to want more from him, always trying to push him towards things the he doesn't necessarily want for himself. He has incredibly low-self esteem though he never shows it and constantly feels that despite everything he is there's always going to be someone better. His mood often varies from frustrated to depressed because of this. He has a temper and a capacity for extreme violence, though he feels bad a lot of the time after lashing out at someone. He tends to internalize everything he's feeling and tries to be emotionless like his father wants him to be, but he's really a very, very emotional guy. To a stranger, he appears to be a strong and confident guy with a powerful ambition, who always seems to know the right things to say, but inside, he's far from that. He is dedicated to continuing his aging father's dream of the restoratinog of the old dark might, but even that want was implanted by Cadaver. He dreams of being like the famous, old Dark Kings and to restore respect and organization to the Dark alliance. But over the years, seems monotone for the most part. He has the ability to recover from any emotion he is feeling and will sometimes even become manipulative. Usually quiet and laid back, he can sometimes become cocky and jubilant. A trait that he possess is to be extremely observant, hence his silence. He'll monitor the other horse to watch their behavior.
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Theme Song(s):
Sire: unknown
Dame: cant remember
Siblings: Gannicus,coming
Enemies: So Ink'd. Gannicus. Cirion.
Friends:
Lover:
Interest:
Offspring:
History: coming
The Basic Form
Name: Gannicus
Calling: It is what it is
Age: 7
Sex: Brute
Species: ... Equine ...
Breed: Quarter horse x Belgian Warm-blood x Mustang
Alliance: Neutral
Personality:
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Sire:
Dame: Lynx
Siblings: GhostLock [half]
Enemies:
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Lover: Melitta -deceased
Interest:
Offspring:
History: The road from Gannicus's history has been a long and bumpy road. A road he wishes to never speak of walking. A road hard, that not even the toughest of tough should have even been put threw it. He was born as a dark, but his heart and mind told otherwise. He was born with the coat colored as black and white, though not the actual color black. He was a greyish color, a grulla in deed. His mother, she was sweet but then toxic at the heart. She lusted for sex and the pleasure of being beat and raped. She was one would would call a cheater, asking for a death wish, especially from his half brothers father. After Gannicus was born, their "father" knew he wasnt is. There was no way, for one... Ghost Reach, could not remember the time Lynx was last in season, and final. He had been gone. But the brute seemed to keep quit. Months past, Gannicus grew, but not to what Ghost Reach, wanted. No, Gannicus, unlike all his other foals was short and stocky. Well toned in muscle but his height wasnt not pleasurable nor his personality. So calm and layed back, this threatened Ghost Reach, as king. Finally making up his mind. Gannicus was taken away and put into a hole, raised to fight in interest and become a gladiator to the public. Fighting as a sport.
He soon grew custom to the idea and continued to fight. At the age of 4 he was already known a champion to the arena, but not a blood champion to Ghost Reach. All Gannicus could dream of was making their father proud. But the only one he was proud of was GhostLock himself. Years finally pasted, his years as a gladiator paid off. Soon after his winnings, Gannicus got rewarded with females, and breeders. Spreading his seed all around. Though only having a few out there to this day. After the age of 6 the brute was slowly becoming older and older, and known as a slave for the rest of his life. Though a terrible thing haunts him. For, his best friend held a prize as a wife. The two were nothing but happy. And the King and Queen promised to keeep her in good hands, until one night. The queen was left to hold a grand party while the king was out with the gladitors trainer [gannicus friend]. Many of the hosts wanted to see the grand champion of the arena. And with pride the queen shown Gannicus off. Soon he was ordered to give a show along with his best friends wife. Not wishing to have their lives ended, they pleased the crowd.
Breaking her trust with Gannicus and haunting her for the remaining years of her life. He wasnt pleased with himself, but he soon found himself searching for her gaze and falling madly in love his her. Which was not part of the plan. Though Melitta voided Gannicus until she as well began dreaming of him and there encounter. Soon they both hide their love for each other. Secretly meeting, but all ended when Melitta was poisoned. Put to her grave quickly with a bloody murder. Ruining Gannicus from his gladiotr days. Finally fighting one last fight he was titled "God of the Arena" and there for sent off with freedom. No longer being a slave, able to live his life.... with the haunting of his days.
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