Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2013 10:04:31 GMT -7
Name: Jack Harkness
Gender: stallion
Breed: [Friesian x Thoroughbred] x Paint
Age: 5 years
Arrived in MUSTANG: Summer, Seven
Coat Color: chestnut tovero - REF
Height: 16.0 hh
Eye Color: dark blue
Personality: Jack is well...he's quite the character. He's friendly for sure, that's a great way to put it. Flamboyant, bisexual, easygoing and flirty. Very, very flirty. It's something of a specialty. He doesn't care of somebody's trying to use him, it's what he wants. He's not very committed, that much is for sure, but perhaps there's someone special out there for him. He's not usually the fighting type unless you get him angry enough. He's loyal to his friends, just if you call yourself his "lover" he won't be loyal to you and you'd better get that straight. Yet his personality speaks that for him usually. He rarely does anything with the intention of hurting somebody, as he isn't really a mean spirited type. He can be a bit of an asshole just because he's cheeky, flirty and forward, sometimes a bit rude but all in good spirits.
However, if you make him angry he gets surly and quiet. He closes himself off to you and he'll become bitter and difficult, and almost like a sad and lonely dog. He loves company, and he hates being alone. He also feels responsible for those around him. He feels like he needs to take care of them. Despite his flamboyant, sexual ways he has his limits; he won't hit on a colt or filly under two years old. Yet he always has compliments that can be taken either way so sometimes he can scare young horses. He's emotional and full of life, and despite lots of ridiculous near death experiences, he has this weird habit of getting into horrible situations and somehow not dying...
History: Jack grew up in another world - a human world. He was in training as a dressage horse, and he was happy with being one of the most popular kids at the barn. Everybody loved him, he had a little half brother to hang out with, and everything was fantastic. Then, a storm hit. A big storm. A big enough storm to cause havoc and terror, and in that storm several horses were killed and more than half of them got out. Jack was one of them, rushing through the chaos, calling out to his brother. He never did find him, but instead found himself running for all he was worth, and for a long time too. He was lost and confused, and only three years old. He searched for his brother, for a year before he finally moved on. Then, he began his life in the wild for real.
He came across other horses now and then, even joining a small herd for a few months before disappearing. Finally, he found this place, and so he continued to wander, flirting around, being friendly, but mostly on his own. He became incredibly lonely after some time, and so he's always on the lookout for companionship.
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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], what would you rate MUSTANG?: 12
What do you suggest we do next/improve?: a weeeee sitewide plot?!?!?
Where did you find us?: haha
What would you like to be called?: i am bones. i felt the neeed to write in this thing again just....because.....idk