Post by Rambo-Jam on Apr 6, 2014 12:53:08 GMT -7
Name: You are dubbed Zmeu
Nickname:Whispers dub you as Dracul, Dracula, the Soulless, Blood Demon
Gender: You're of the stronger persuasion of gender, whores are to serve your masculine royalty
Breed: [Thoroughbred x Appendix Quarter Horse x Florida Cracker] x [Abaco Barb x Orlov Trotter x Norman Cob x Westphalian]
Genetics: Ee/aa/DD/Rr/StySty/nZ/nCr/nSpl/nRb/nBrndl (high concentration of sootiness causes the brindling affect. It is genetically passable through the sooty gene.)
Age:9 yrs old
Arrived in MUSTANG: Summer, Nine
Coat Color: You're a mosaic of painted perfected art - Sooty Brindle Silver Smokey Slate Grulla Roan Splash Rabicano badger faced notched ears <<all the images are just reference for EACH attribute individually. Just imagine them all combined<<
Normally you should sport a more brown pelt due to the silver and cream, though your mane and tail are of cream silver shades, the sooty concentration darkens your canvas to a slate roan grulla hue. With extremely primitive dun markings hashed out of your chiseled chassis, they are over lapsed by black jagged barring that drapes over you from top tumbling down. These jagged bars are a brindle pattern caused by the sootiness that's collected in solid pools across your whole roaned bodice.
To top it off your mane is the rich creamy paleness at the ends of its strands while at the base are lowlights and highlights of black and silver caused by the sootiness. Giving it a rather interesting black and white rainbow of colors. As the tail only gets better while at the base the edges are pure white due to very evident rabicanoness pushing through that frames the cascade of black and white rainbow strands that tickle your ivory heels.
Furthermore to collide vividly against all this dark sooty grullaness, you have the most purist white splashed pillars and rabicano belly stripes to oppose the darkness even more. Ironically three of four of your unshod irons are black from the slightest lick of color rimming the collision of hardened hoof and skin to alter them from being the pale yellow ivory of you one front iron.
Ad well your facade is a distraction to the eyes, with ice blue eyes that have dark green flecks framed by black eyeliner effect amongst the reversed white framing your face, there's a bold slate black irregular blaze island by the white surrounding it. The splash of ivory on his cranium crawls below your jaw and down the front of your neck ending half way down, making you end with an eerie dark beauty that's hard to take your eyes off of when looking in the mirror of calm waters. And to add to your cruel demeanor, your ears have naturally born with notches into the tips of them, giving a devilish look to those split tipped audits.
Height: 17hh (calculated taller average heights)
Eye Color: Ice Blue with pronounced green flecks and a dark blue rim around the iris.
Personality: You are quite the unique individual that would rather not tell them of who you are, there's nothing entertaining of bragging about yourself. If they care to know who you are, you'd rather scare them off or make them wither in pain below you. It's pointless for them to disturb the air with feeble questions about you, if anything you just dismiss them like dust off your shoulder, they are so not worth your time to be bothered with. Being such a heartless fool, love is not real to you, just a pure illusion the weak of mind and heart will become prey too. Now obtaining the most beautiful and physically attractive and strong whores for yourself is your queue, emotions are nothing, ensuring your bloodline with the best selection of whores is the most important when it comes to your heirs. Nothing less is acceptable for you. Its well known if a child is born with deformity or frailness, your hardened talons pierce their skulls before they drop the child's matron to the earth in failure to provide you with an adequate heir. It's purely insulting for you to see let alone accept something so inferior would come from your loins, so needless to say it's obvious that the problem is the whore being a hoax.
Being so soulless doesn't mean you won't take notice of a good opportunity, if the right whore proves herself and has as much of a maniacal soul as yourself, you may consider a partnership. One to prosper and build off of to become greater than what you already are. In turn you have a thought and goal in mind anywhere you go, this is what keeps you going no matter what happens so long as your reign continues and you can continue your vial lethal ways without much hindrance.
History: There's nothing that'll possess you to blabber about your past. It's what created you and built you up to what you are now, it's no concern of theirs so they'll never truly know. You may have once been an innocent colt many years ago or a screwball sicko perve? You may have had a chance at being a regular boring brute or been dished the worse cards to play? You may have been neglected and fed off all the negativity or were cradled with love and denied it every step of the away? You may have or not taken the worst creature to be your role model that changed your life for the better or worse. One thing is sure is that your lips will never part with such pointless facts of your life to another. The less they know the closer you are to the feeling that is called happy.
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