Post by frazzle on Nov 8, 2011 20:01:57 GMT -5
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Full Name: Fortissima
Nick Name: none yet
Alliance Neutral (a.t.m.)
Gender:Female
Age: 4
Breed Akhal-Teke
Gift: mind reader
Dam:Julius
Sire: Lyrical
Siblings none
Offspring: none
Color: Blood Bay
Markings:
Height: 16.1hh
General Appearance: Fortissima is long and elegant, a beautiful creature. She
Strengths
Weaknesses
Likes:
Dislikes:
Mannerisms:
Personality:
I don't like it one bit when someone thinks they're all big and strong. Just because they can breed mares and strut their stuff in front of ditsy little mares doesn't mean that they're tougher than mares. Oh god, they are so bothersome at times. But hey, they can bring some good. They're like a guard dog. You breed with the right one and they'll fight for you 'till the death. Oh the displeasure I would take in that. But sometimes one must do what is needed.
Don't expect me to walk up to you and start a conversation. There is no way I will want to talk to you, unless you have something of importance to me. Well, it's not always that way, but don't expect me to go out of my way for you every day. You had a mommy and daddy, they taught you how to converse right? Yeah, well my story is a little different.
History:
I was born with a gift. My lyrical chords are broken. I can make the occasional grunt, but other than that, I can't speak to you with my maw. My mother and father tried they're best to teach me, but they were killed in a war. Some silly little fight over land that started with one of my father's mares wandering over to someone else's land to have a snack. Well was it worth it? Are they happy now? Cause all they left was a mute little filly and a stupid colt. I bet he's dead now. Whatever.
So from there, after being only two years old, I set off. And yay, now I'm here. I've learned to converse with others by using my body and my facial expressions but Is till cannot speak. No one can fix me, but hell, I don't want to be fixed so don't try. Or I'll tear your throat out. Oh and by the way, I'm Fortissima, it's nice to meet you.
Full Name: Fortissima
Nick Name: none yet
Alliance Neutral (a.t.m.)
Gender:Female
Age: 4
Breed Akhal-Teke
Gift: mind reader
Dam:
Sire:
Siblings none
Offspring: none
Color: Blood Bay
Markings:
Height: 16.1hh
General Appearance: Fortissima is long and elegant, a beautiful creature. She
Strengths
- Intelligence
- Cunning
- Bold
Weaknesses
- No means of speaking
- Delicate
- Curiosity
Likes:
- Bravery
- Kindness
- Wholeness
Dislikes:
- Impurity of the mind
- Sacrasm(though she favors it herself)
- Childishness
Mannerisms:
- Impatience
- Making loud noises when she wants another's attention
- Annoyed flicking of the banner
Personality:
I don't like it one bit when someone thinks they're all big and strong. Just because they can breed mares and strut their stuff in front of ditsy little mares doesn't mean that they're tougher than mares. Oh god, they are so bothersome at times. But hey, they can bring some good. They're like a guard dog. You breed with the right one and they'll fight for you 'till the death. Oh the displeasure I would take in that. But sometimes one must do what is needed.
Don't expect me to walk up to you and start a conversation. There is no way I will want to talk to you, unless you have something of importance to me. Well, it's not always that way, but don't expect me to go out of my way for you every day. You had a mommy and daddy, they taught you how to converse right? Yeah, well my story is a little different.
History:
I was born with a gift. My lyrical chords are broken. I can make the occasional grunt, but other than that, I can't speak to you with my maw. My mother and father tried they're best to teach me, but they were killed in a war. Some silly little fight over land that started with one of my father's mares wandering over to someone else's land to have a snack. Well was it worth it? Are they happy now? Cause all they left was a mute little filly and a stupid colt. I bet he's dead now. Whatever.
So from there, after being only two years old, I set off. And yay, now I'm here. I've learned to converse with others by using my body and my facial expressions but Is till cannot speak. No one can fix me, but hell, I don't want to be fixed so don't try. Or I'll tear your throat out. Oh and by the way, I'm Fortissima, it's nice to meet you.
