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Atmosphere :: Administrative :: Applications :: Accepted Profiles :: Isidar Author Topic: Isidar (Read 157 times) Asht Member [M:100][A:2] member is offline Joined: Jul 2007 Gender: Female Posts: 2 Isidar « Thread Started on Jul 24, 2007, 10:59pm » ---In Character--- Full Name: Asht {Ash tuh} Laive Gender: Mare Age: 4 Species: Infernus Birthplace: Unknown Sire: Brodu {Bro Do} Laive Dam: Akree {Uh Cree} Laive Siblings: --- Mate: --- Offspring: --- Sample Post: When Darkness Turns To Light... Her daggers hit the earth, leaving her prints. Her audits pressed against her head. Nares flared bodice heaving, tiara trust forward. Tassels and banner flowing out in the wind. Her flaxen colours flying like a flag. "Hoist the colours!" She thought in her mind. She slowed to a three-beat pace, easily. She shook her tassels off her nape, which was beginning to annoy her. Her palomino bod rippled, in the wind. She took in a breath, nares flaring. She scented a smell, but she could not decipher it. She pounded the earth, and screamed. Calling all and the ones here to come to her. She pricked her audits, straining to listen to the sounds. Nothing. She said. Her daggers pounded the earth once more. Her scream to all, sacrificing herself to have what she wants most. Masquerade dipped her head, flicked her banner, side to side and took a few steps forward. Banner limp, eyes losing all emotion. She now looked oh, so, pathetic. Even though how pathetic she may look, it was her plan. A plan, an, oh, so, devious plan, that would get her what she wanted most. A home, a stag, maybe a chance at a foal. Nevertheless, she was a virgin mare, at four years, old. Nearly unheard of. The mare snorted before rising her head up. The usual evil, and power-hungry mare, was lonely and depressed. Unusual for Masquerade, when she has not even met a stag as of yet. Low of energy and stamina, the mare closed her eyes, and eased her breathing so that she would drift off to a peaceful sleep…. Before she knew it, she was on the ground! Legs no longer supporting her frame. She awoke, disturbed, and sore around her legs. She knew she had to rest, she knew it, but she did not take heed of what her mind told her. Once again, before she could stop herself she drifted off to sleep, and dreams consumed her. Moments later feeling the warmth of something awoke, unknowingly that something more evil than her own self, was coming. She did not know what, when, why or how. Her and all things she knew and loved would soon be destroyed. Well….or so it felt. No matter the dream, no matter the cause, this mare, Masquerade, believes that nothing will stop her. “As if an extreme, evil could defeat me.” She thought. Her own mind, going back to its extreme evilness, and power-hungriness. “To defeat me would be a horrible nightmare. If something, more evil than me, destroys my future it will also be destroyed." It ends Tonight...It ends tonight... ---Out Of Character--- Nickname: Xatu Contact: YIM tiger.butterfly13 or fire.ofdaphoenix Other Characters: --- « Last Edit: Jul 25, 2007, 12:39pm by Asht » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Forum Jump--------------------» Home--------------------» Administrative--------------------- Atmosphere Manual- Applications --- Accepted Profiles --- Auditions --- Adoptions- Backstage Area- Archives: Year One--------------------» Members--------------------- Basic Chat --- Art Studio- Roleplaying School- Advertisements--------------------» Heimsveldi--------------------- Grýta River --- Haust Drop --- Sverdar Forest --- Galdur Creek- Heimsveldi Spine --- Isidar Peak- Ákafur Plains --- Skjöldur Burial Grounds --- Hauskúpa Circle --- Dreki Auga- Frystur Wasteland