Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2013 9:44:06 GMT -7
Name: Gears
Nickname: Gearsy
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Gypsy Vanner x American Paint x Clydesdale x Percheron
Age: Seven Years Old
Arrived in MUSTANG: Fall, Year Seven
Coat Color: Black Tobiano with Chimeric
Genetics: Ee/aa/TOto
Height: 16.3 hands high
Eye Color: Milk Chocolate Brown
Image: link
Personality:
In general, Gears is a very kind stallion. He's a total gentleman who treats mares the way they should be treated; with respect. He loves too easily, falls too hard, and yet he still keeps going through it. The crossbred stallion moves around in almost a trance, seeing but not seeing at all. If you catch his attention, you should feel lucky as he often doesn't notice anyone anymore. He lives in fear of love, often keeping away from the rather beautiful women or keeping them at a safe distance so he doesn't fall for them. Gears has also learned to be very reserved about his past, often keeping it a secret that no one knows. That had been his first mistake with the first love of his life; telling her everything and putting so much trust into her. Though she hadn't broken that trust, her passing had done a pretty good number on him and it has created what he is today.
History:
He'd had a life of moving around, being adopted for a few months then passed on to someone else. He'd never really known his actual mother because of her abandoning him at birth. Gears had been stumbled upon by a pretty young mare who'd given birth only days before him. She had stayed with him for about a month before she could no longer feed herself and two foals. So, the mare passed him on and hoped for the best. It had always bothered the colt, even that young in age, that someone could be so heartless to just abandon a helpless foal and go on with their day. It just wasn't right.
Gears had gone on like this for two years, constantly being adopted then pushed away months later. Some thought he'd go insane with how much moving around he had done in his life, but they were proven wrong. Some thought that he'd grow to have a cold heart and only want to rule the world with hatred; they were proven wrong. Gears grew up with a good head on his shoulders, making friends easily and killing enemies with kindness. He learned how to fend for himself and fight and to only trust a handful of creatures he'd met.
When he was four years old, Gears met what he thought was the love of his life. She was a black beauty with very little white markings on her. They had spent several months as friends, getting to know every little detail of their past. The mare had felt bad for him, but also was glad he hadn't turned into a cold bastard. Gears admired the mare, often watching her from a distance with awe in his eyes. It wasn't too long before the two were in love and living happily. Gears had gotten the mare pregnant, both were happy and excited for their little angel that was on the way. Only, it was taken away by the snap of a finger in one night. A cougar had gotten the mare and their unborn child, leaving Gears with a torn heart and forced to move on. Now here is three years later; alone, broken, and loveless.
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I miss rping.
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