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Post by vnes on Jun 29, 2014 4:54:52 GMT -8
VNES THE PUPPETEER Hello. I am 28 years old and I have been roleplaying on wild equine forums for a good 11 years on and off. I took a long break while in college, worked and am working, and now...I'M BACK.
My chars are a mix of old favorites and new inspirations, and I am happy to say my chars have more depth than ever before. I have a weakness for romantic plots, but I love a good adventure and a new twist on a classic. My mares are for the most able to get along with most any personality, some may even be more drawn and vulnerable to violent and dark types. As for my two boys they are more complicated in their respective lights, but hey you can read on for yourselves. I would love to rp with everyone so if anything just shoot me your ideas or a char and lets get writing!! THE BARONS KAI The Mercenary
LOKI The Mischief Maker
SHADOWEN The Centurion
LIBER The Mad Hatter THE BARONESSES AERI & NYSA The Twins Day and Night (available for adoption)
EVEREN The Stargazer
FREIYA The Temptress
HASUKO The Lost Dove (available for adoption)
WINDY The Princess
[HASUKO] The Lost My lovely Hasuko is more or less the prelude of one of my former characters, a white mare, wise and an old-soul, graceful and gentle. She is gifted with a keen sense of nature. While she sometimes has her moments when she comes across naive as a child, you will find her company pleasant and enriching (I hope). Right now her state seems rather frail, but mark me she is quick to learn, smart and will pick-up things from characters she interacts with. At the same time, because there is a portion of her past that is erased, there is also the possibility of things coming back to haunt her.
Interactions: Datura [Strix Varia] / Wolf [Ghost] Friends: Datura Lovers: Unknown Children: None Kin: Unknown Threads: SMOKE ON THE WATER. / [...FRAIL AS A FLOWER...] / TAKE IT IN[AERI & NYSA] The DarlingsMy first twins, Nysa and Aeri were originally meant to have more opposite dynamics, but to keep their characters balanced I decided to give a lot of similarities for now. They are still young so their differing views on things are just starting to bud. Nysa is the gentler of the two, very naive and easy to talk to, she longs to meet other equines and settle in the safety of a herd. Aeri on the other hand is the protector, with a sharp tongue and a whole lot of attitude. They were born alone and for a long time were seeking their father. But now coming of age, they have accepted that they may not find their sire and that they are alone in the world and must make their own now without the help of anyone but each other. Aeri embraces this and so loathes the thought of settling and becoming dependent on a herd for livelihood and protection.
Interactions: Datura [Strix Varia] Friends: Datura Lovers: Unknown Children: None Kin: Unknown
Threads: WASTING TIME. / } WHERE STARS COLLIDE MIGHT HEARTS DIVIDE { [FREIYA AND KAI]
The Perfect Con | We Tricked Ourselves Freiya and Kai are my latest additions to the menagerie. Freiya is the sultry temptress always looking for opportunities to score a good time or land herself a fast fortune. Kai is her more stoic older brother who is more of a planner and a recluse. These two spend all their time trying to take the spoils of others. Their dynamic is just water and oil, yet they share a a good understanding of one another and can operate seamlessly when times call for it. Otherwise they dwell apart until there is a job to be done.
Interactions: Friends: Lovers: Children: Kin:
Threads:CHARACTER BIO TEMPLATE
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Post by vnes on Feb 13, 2015 17:54:46 GMT -8
WINDY LA PRINCESSA | LIGHT AND AIR | BLISSFUL INNOCENCE | SWEET NAIVETE |
BIOMETRICS AGE: Four Years
BREED: Arabian
COLOR: Dappled gray
MANE & TAIL: Cream gold mane and tail
MARKINGS: Ash shading on limbs and knees and nose
ALLIANCE: Blessed by Light
HEIGHT: 15hh
EYES: Dark brown eyes Windy is the firstborn of my entourage of characters here and is very special to me. Her history reads like the dark prelude of a fairy tale that I hope to plot out soon. Gentle and sweet and naive at times, she needs to be stronger because there will be hardships to come. She does not easily trust and is debating the value of her own life given her living situation as a fugitive of her own past...because so long as he lives, she will never truly be free.personality he is friendly for in many ways she is still very child-like, and she still bears that same naivety about the world. She is cheerful and sweet, but can also be easily moved to emotion. Windy is shy for she must try to protect herself, but she may be easy to trust others--thus making her vulnerable. And while she may have her moments, Windy can be quite helpful and intelligent--she is always quick and willing to learn and will always put in her finest effort. Her heart is humble, giving and pure. As painful as her past may be, she is one to always be compassionate to those who suffer. These qualities have made her easy to love though she has not been able to keep to one place long enough to find true love for herself. background On her own for a year now, she is very fortunate to still be breathing, or perhaps the better word is "lucky." This child has been blessed by the stars, for by her sweetness and her cunning, she has gotten by here and there and narrowly escaped the traps and chasms of the cruel world. Her mother was given as a token of union between her own clan and Windy's sire's clan, but love grew from this arrangement. The vast cadre, however, was a recipe for disaster for such responsibility always meant much power entailed. When Windy's mother was pregnant, her sire was caught in a terrible war with his elder brother, Gen. Gen had always envied his little brother's assuming the throne and saw a perfect opportunity to take back his crown. Gen captured the queen and threatened to kill her and her unborn unless his brother would surrender himself and die in their place. There was little hesitation on the king's part, for he loved his mate and loved the child growing inside her. He was executed in witness by his beloved. Windy's mother gave birth the same eve as Gen assumed the throne. He had bore colts and fillies in the cadre, as is the right of the king but none were chosen to be his heir. His eye was set on his niece who was quickly blossoming into a beautiful princess. On the eve of Windy's second birthday, Lord Gen declared that she was to assume the throne as his queen. Windy's mother was horrified. She took her daughter into the woods. She told her daughter who bore her father's eyes but her mother's beauty and appearance..."Go now quickly and quietly to the borders of these woods and then...Just keep running, Windy. Don't look back. Find your place in the world away from this terrible nightmare." She kissed her daughter for the last time and motioned back to the herd where she confronted the Evil Lord. The distraction worked but at a price: the death of the former and great Queen Zephyra. Windy has arrived at Wild Whispers. After recovering from illness and a friendly but brief encounter with a stallion named Brazen, Windy found herself in the Tribe of Eclipsing Orbits. The second in command there, a hellion by the name of Shadowen has taken her under his wing for protection, saying that he knew her father and owed him the service of protecting his daughter. Windy never knew her father, and so welcomed the helping hand (something she had not come across in a long time). The young maid also secretly hoped to learn more about the sire she never knew. PLAYED BY: vnes
coded by ulla
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Interactions: Brazen [Brazen]
Lovers: None
Children: None
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Post by vnes on Feb 13, 2015 18:11:19 GMT -8
Shadowen THE SOLDIER | THE GUARDIAN | THE DRIFTER | THE ATONING |
BIOMETRICS GENDER: Stallion
AGE: Seven Years
BREED: Andalusian Azteca
COLOR: Black as night
THREADS: Black as night
MARKINGS: Heavily scarred frame and a smudged star upon his forehead .
HEIGHT: 16.0 hh
EYES: Black-brown eyes
ALLIANCE: Unaligned
Shadowen is based on two of my former characters and so is a mix of complexity, darkness, and rebirth. His name is said to be cursed because where he appears, war does not seem too far behind. He has killed and has come close to death himself; he was reckless and felt invincible because he lived with nothing to lose. He feared nothing. And then...everything changed. If you follow my boy, you'll pick up hints of what brought on this change. He is doing his best to get along in this so called fresh start, but his attempts have not been without some road blocks. He is not readily welcomed where he roams, and many wars of old may be associated with his name. This makes turning a new leaf quite difficult.personality The brute is just that...a brute, for he does not give himself away to be a happy, jolly, "hey let's be friends" sort of bloke. His name implies his demeanor: he is a shadow, a ghost, haunted. Shadowen is one to hardly show emotion or reveal his thoughts. His is one however to be easily moved to anger and will resort to force to get his point across. He is a leader by blood so all the dignities and indignities that come with a crown are so possessed by this creature. Feel free to interpret this as you please. background Silence is the greatest keeper of secrets until death takes over the responsibility. He does not speak much of himself...his history remains unknown. He is rumored to be descended from a great Warrior of the Andalusian clan who found love among his enemies, a Amazoness of the Azteca clan. There was a great war and the devastation of the aftermath was beyond comprehension. These clans were an ancient assembling of forces and allies, two super powers clashing for supreme dominion...for power for peace. Chose what detail would make the story more favorable to you. In the end, Shadowen was born at war, raised at war, lived, breathed, thrived at war. The great war ended with no victor. the price was too great and both forces called truce and retreated. It is unknown on whose side this beast fought. After the war, he disappeared. His name was spoken among demons and lights alike, and he was said to have appeared in battles near and far. Most that challenged him did not leave to speak of the experience. This is all that is known of the monster called Shadowen. PLAYED BY: vnes
coded by ulla Ongoing Threads: }My Shadow, the Wind and My Memories{ with Shere Khan [revolver] and Windy [meeh!] Closed Threads: Shadowen with Blazing Embers [Enchantress] denied the peace i seek }{open with Donanza [Tatianista] {GETTING TO KNOW YOU} with Blazing Embers [Enchantress] Beautiful in the Eyes of the Beast with Starstruck [Enchantress] ♥♥♥♥♥ Where the Wind Rests with Windy [meeh!] Interactions: Blazing Embers [equal] / Donanza [irrational] / Windy [naive] / Starstruck [beloved] Lovers:
Starstruck [Enchantress] Children: Unknown
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Post by vnes on May 31, 2015 15:16:46 GMT -8
EVEREN THE STARGAZER | THE SEEKER | DESERT BORN | OF THE COSMOS |
BIOMETRICS ::BREED:: Born of the ancient Akhal-Teke clan who reign supreme in the harshest deserts.
::AGE:: Alive and well at two and half years of age.
::GENDER::
Mare.
::COLOR:: Her pelt is golden and shimmers with a metallic sheen. This is the signature hue of her clan.
::THREADS:: At night her tresses may appear obsidian, but when touched by the sun the true auburn undertones are more apparent. This goes for her tail as well. (To be precise, let's say dark brown).
::MARKINGS:: Her muzzle is shaded; she wears charcoal stockings on each limb; she bears a thin sock of white that just lines her right rear hoof.
::EYES:: A warm and deep brown hue.
::HEIGHT:: 15.2 hh
::HEART :: Neutral Everen is sort of like a desert wild flower. A princess who renounced the high life, she is out trying to make her own in the world but got off to a rough start. While the details are scarce, she drops hints of being heartbroken and lonely. She currently has a crush on a stallion she has just met but is unsure how she should proceed. Will he reciprocate? Will he break her to pieces? Everen has developed tough skin and strong will, but is poor in choosing her lovers which brings to question the previous statement. She is also highly competitive in terms of performance and when it comes to relationships. Adventurous and brave, she hopes to break her cycle and break the habit of falling for the dashing bad boys. personality Two words: confident and tough. Despite her name, nothing is written in the stars...she is the weaver of her destiny and right now that destiny is to be free and strong. She will fight if provoked, and may even provoke a fight herself if need be. She is a survivor, meaning she will put herself first above all else. Competition is in her blood so she has a weakness for never walking away from a challenge and seeing things through fiercely to the end. Don't be afraid for she can be approachable. Just don't get on her bad side (whatever you do…DON’T DO IT!). background She is the second daughter of a monarchy...meaning because your big sister is older and prettier and by law destined to assume the throne, you may be stuck having to be forever partnered with some douchebag you've never met to secure yet another crown for you. Wanting nothing to do with that sort of thing, Everen ran away from home to make her own in the world. "I never really did fit in to the princess my parents hoped I'd be. I love them, all the more why I can't keep disappointing them. More to the point, my life and my heart is my own." Young but strong-willed, Everen met a young free-spirited stallion who taught her how to survive and how to fight for herself. He made her feel pretty and special and the young maid developed feelings for this young but experienced brute. It was like a dream. Their time ended when he finally brought her to his herd and declared her his mare. Things would have been dandy…if only she was the only mare he declared his own. The brute had a mate of rank, and two other mares who dammed his young. Broken and enraged, she lashed out in a fury that could strike fear in the heart of the mightiest brute. He was bleeding at the jaw but breathing and in shock. That was the last she saw of him before reclaiming her freedom and running without looking back. She is all the wiser now.
Everen has managed to wander meeting all sorts of folks including a rogue vagabond called Rassassin. The young flower found herself falling for the dark man rather quickly, but managed to stop herself before going too far. She had learned hard lessons before and was not about to allow history to repeat itself. To say it did not bother her that the brute did not reciprocate her feelings was perhaps a little off from the truth. Later Everen met Mystic Shadows, a retired mercenary mare whom she immediately befriended. The two managed to also run into Rassassin while exploring the Hall of Skies in the desert....
Following a string of bad luck and a mild injury, the goldenrod minx wound up in the Tribe of Eclipsing Orbits. She thought she was being followed and had wrongly accused the tribe lead, Blazing Embers. Once the matter had been cleared and the two equines properly introduced, Everen could not help but feel drawn to the gentleman and lord of the Neutrals. Her heart had always been on the impulsive side and for once in her life...it felt absolutely right. Everen now carries the future heirs of the territory, though she is yet a bit uncertain what her relationship with Blazing Embers is just yet. PLAYED BY: vnes
coded by ulla
Interactions: Rassassin [Enchantress]; Seth [Razek]; Blazing Embers [Enchantress] Mystic Shadows [oxyrrhodine] Friends: Mystic Shadows [oxyrrhodine] Lovers/Crushes: Rassassin [Enchantress]; Blazing Embers [Enchantress] Children: None Kin: Nero and Leanna (sire&dam)-[nonplayable] / Bella (sister)-[nonplayable]
Threads: Everen / {*COLLUSION COURSE.STARS ON EARTH*} / ..*..Careful What You Wish For..*.. / Once Upon a Time / A Fine Night for Adventure
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Post by vnes on May 31, 2015 16:42:56 GMT -8
loki THE MISCHIEF MAKER | THE PLAYBOY | KING WITHOUT | A CROWN |
BIOMETRICS :: Breed:: His bloodlines have been mixed and tainted through the generations before. His sire boasts desert lineage through the Akhel-Teke and forest breeds. His dam knew not her lineage but resembled the Arabians and hints of wild mustang. For definitive purposes, let us say he is a mustang mutt.
:: Age :: Five years.
:: Gender :: Stallion
::Pelt Color:: Dark bay but with lighter tones of brown on his dial and underbelly.
::Flags:: Black with reddish undertones.
::Markings:: Nothing outstanding, only that his bay pelt darkens below the knees.
::Eyes:: A hazel brown tint.
::Height :: 16.0 hh
Alliance:: Posing as Gathering Shadows but no loyalty to any alliance in truth.
Loki is my wild card and I love him so much! He will say the darnest things at the most utmost moment. He is fearless. Loki has had to compete all his life so now on his own, he has freed himself and his mind from the burden of having to please those above or around him. He makes his own rules and anyone who does not agree can go jump off a cliff. While he has a cool sense of humor and a big bag of tricks, he is highly intelligent and can be calculating and selfish at times. His main vice, the ladies of course who are highly susceptible to his charms and he will take advantage [ladies be warned]. personality Loki has always been the oddball in his family, much to do with his cheery but reckless personality. Unlike the other ungulates, Loki preferred to look on the brighter side of things. He had a sense of humor and was quite the prankster. Had there been a mud-fight, Loki was sure to be the one who started the incident or managed to get tangled in it (on purpose). Loki is cunning, a planner at times and on the other hand one who could improvise particularly well. If ever there was a good idea put on the table, he was often the first to shot the thing down, stomp it flat, and issue a better idea when dealing with herd matters. Of course his brothers took all the credit and his father the more though the less of him. Loki is also quite charming (oh boy is he charming)...and the ladies gobble it all up. He will not come across as a dark or demon, he will not always come across as a nice guy unless he had a hidden agenda—it was often a determinant of the situation he was in and who he was interacting with. Underneath his facade, Loki can be loyal and tender but has never really had the chance to show his true colors. Always trying to win his father's approval while at the same time satisfying his own knack for trouble...there was always a need to be the Loki he was best known by: The Mischief Maker. background Loki was born the fourth of his sire's brood. His sire was the right hoof of the Tribe Leader's right hoof (the Beta), and so was not highly regarded in all the Tribe (most did not even know his name). He held high ambitions for his sons, each born of a different mare. Loki being the youngest, was the least favored of all the colts he called his sons. He was born the smallest, and at times the frailest. Despite this, Loki was a firecracker of energy on his best days. His brothers were often absent, for their father kept them busy tending to the tribe and fighting the battles that erupted here and there. Eventually, their sire was granted to leave the herd and to start his own band in alliance with the Tribe of Gathering Shadows. The stallion, his mares, and his sons made up the band that grew over the years. He groomed his sons for leadership, but felt his greatest struggle was always Loki. And so Loki spent most of his days with the mares who loved his company.
Over the years, it became apparent that his health problems had been outgrown. He was strong and broad-framed and he grew taller than two of his brothers. His coat was dark by comparison to his brothers, but he was the most handsome stallion of them to behold. He retained his charms as he grew, though he had started as a yearling to play pranks on the old mares who wondered where their sweet little Loki had disappeared to. Loki continued to work hard in attempt to win his father over, but coupled with his light-hearted personality and inability to take serious matters…erm, seriously…his father only shook his crown in disappointment. In addition, none of his brothers could outsmart him; however, they were often praised for their intelligence and for work that should have been accredited to Loki. The mares of the clan were not often permitted to speak up in such leadership matters, but they knew Loki to be of better stock and a better leader than their present and his string of sons (merely colts pretending to be leaders). The years that followed began to make him a bitter beast, so much so that his still youthful attentions turned to the borders beyond the redundancy of his present life and trying to please everyone. So one day, he left and never turned back.
Loki arrives to Wild Whispers and immediately set out to build his reputation among the fairer sexed inhabitants. Perhaps the most notable of all his first encounters was his crossing paths with Samara in the mountains and cliff sides. The blind minx went ahead to claim Gathering Shadows and immediately placed Loki as her right hand. While she might never admit, Loki was well aware the ambitious Dark Queen had a soft spot for him. But Samare disappeared sometime ago. Loki had been searching for her in vain. So he continues to watch over the Tribelands as its steward though and not its king. The Mischief Maker has also filled his time meeting the likes of Lokasenna whom he is certain he has a deep infatuation for. He has also crossed paths with the young and semi-stoic Iralia by "his" waterfalls. Loki also chanced to meet a little mare by the name of Arianwen whom he met in the swamp. He is presently to meet her and bring her home to the Tribe of Gathering Shadows. The lands seemed to be quite tranquil, which has stirred up his fire to want to shake the waters just a tad to see what happens. PLAYED BY: vnes
coded by ulla Interactions: Samara [Alacazam] / Alancia [Athena] Friends: Samara Lovers: 2m2m Children: Vandal [none-playable] Kin: none worth mentioning
Threads: Mischief and Mayhem / ♛ Were you ever a dreamer? / Battle of Sanity
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