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 Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2008 2:57 pm
 Horses have roamed the earth for centruys out in the wilderness, fighting for survial, domincation, herds. They have learned to care for each other and help each other. To fight off danger, to make sure everyone is safe.
This Rp is about the wild horses that are roaming free. Nothing could stop them. Nothing. You are a horse. You could be a lonner untill you find a herd. LONG LIVE WILD HORSES
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2008 12:21 pm
Rules
Sucks to have rules but you need them...
1. No godmoding or powerplaying
2. I am the only goddess of this topic here, so my say goes not someone who claims to have power here and is not an admin or mod.
3. No lary-lous or mary-sues
4. PM your profile with the title "Sent to Be Free" and put a heart at the end of your profile so I know you have read the rules.
5. I can change anything at any time
6. Only post when i accept or be reported and banned
7. Be nice and keep it PG 13
8. No cybering, and romance is ENCOURAGED
9. HAVE FUN!
10. Be at least literate. So no one liners please!
11. Pretty posts are fun posts. Make the prettiness and post!
12. If you have a problem with something, please report it to me and I will do something about it.
13. Mythical Creatures are ALOUD!
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2008 12:28 pm
Horse CodeGaian Name: (Username)
Name:
Age: (How old is he/she?)
Gender: (Mare, Gelding, Stallion)
Breed:
Height
Color:
Mythical Creature?:
Personality: (What are they like? PLEASE be descriptive!)
Bio: (What happened in their past?)
Picture: (Link please!)
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2008 6:48 pm
Accepted Profiles Gaian Name: Angelmel10
Name: Aspen
Age: 7
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Saddlebred
Height: 16hh
Mythical Creature?: Yes
Color: Dark Chestnut, Flaxen mane and tail.
Personality: Aspen is dominate and stands clearly the king of the plains.He is mostly gentle, and laid back, friendly and bold, but as soon as you hurt one of his mare he will basicly go wild, or if you try to steal them. He is strong and powerfull. Aspen also has large snowy wings on his shoulder, and has a unicorn, that he often uses for battle.
Picture:
------------------------------------------------------- Gaian Name: Toxic_Medicine Name: Darkest Magic, goes by Magic. Age: Six Gender: Stallion Breed: National Showhorse Height: 16.1hh Color: Brown
Mythical Creature?: No
Personality: Magic can be sweet but mainly hard headed. He is a hot-head and is dominate. He is a bit stubborn and is aggressive. Loves to goof off at times.
Bio: Darkest Magic was with his mother until he was five months old and she was murdered by a pack of wolves. While his father protected him as the herd escaped, unfortunatly he could not save his mate. When Magic was two years old he was kicked out of the herd for his own good.
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Gaian Name: Toxic_Medicine
Name: Dark Envy, Envy for short.
Age: Five
Gender: Mare
Breed: Thuroughbred
Height: 15.1hh
Color: White
Mythical Creature?: Yes, her powers are controling shadows. She is sort of like a ghost horse. Can turn translucent and invisable. Blends in with the fog very well.
Personality: Envy is shallow and yet cunning. She can be sweet but is a bit of a hot-head. Aggressive and high-spirited. Spunky and loves to go for about fifty rounds around a wide open feild. Being Thuroughbred its kind of in her blood to do so. She can be sweet and loving, mysterious.
Bio: Dark Envy was born in a dense forest. Being hidden quite well in some underbrush. Since she was black, she blended in until winter frosted in. But her mother disappeared one day, never returning to the herd. Her father kicked her out since he had no use of her. Sending her off to find a herd and still is searching.
Picture: 
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 3:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 3:31 pm
Aspen roamed threw the plains collected, his head holding high, and his banner following behind him. His long intelligent ears, where pricked forward, listing to all the sounds around him. He threw up his head, and lenghtend his stride into a full gallop. His chestnut coat gleamed with health in the sun. Aspen's long snow white wings where arached away from him and he flapped them for extra speed. His horn had a bit of it chipped off, and wasn't as new as it was before, now that he had been battles, fighting for mares.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 3:44 pm
The sound of hooves thuddering against and over the feild filtered the air. The white Thoroughbred mare galloped swiftly over the feild's boundries. She neighed softly as she cut a corner sharply, speeding right back up the way she came. Limbs outstretched and churned beneath her slim, fragile structure. White banner blowing and twirling behind her like a flag in the wind. Mane tresses blew with the current of the wind as she went. Her nasals flared as her heart pounded roughly against her chest. Causing her to shift to translucent and back to solid again. She snorted as she slowed to a walk, walking down the hill in the center of the wide feild. Darkest Envy moved along, listeners postioned forward ontop of her crown. Deep chocolate pools scanned and drank in her surroundings. Darkest Magic trotted along a well used dirt path. A extended English trot to be exact. He was high-stepping with grace as he went along. His brown and white pelt shimmered when the sun's rays hit it. Making him feel a bit of warmth, snorting softly as he went along. His white benner hung to the side like a Arabian, since he was a cross between an Arabian and Saddlebred. He moved like a Saddlebred but had the Arabian facial features and the way they held their tails and stuff like that. His limbs churned beneath his muscularline frame as his listeners were straight and postioned forward ontop of his thick dome. He shifted his body weight constantly, mainly on his fronts.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 7:00 pm
Getting tired, Aspen slowed down to a soft trot. As he neared his herd, he gave a loud sharp whinny to them, and tossed his head. The herd looked up from grazing, all their ears perecked up, their eyes locked into Aspen's waiting for his command. With a snort and a paw, he flared his large wings, and leaped for a rear kicking out his hooves.
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