Post by Paradox on Apr 13, 2015 22:24:57 GMT
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"they shared a crimson smile [break][break] and just walked away"
"they shared a crimson smile [break][break] and just walked away"
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THE BASICS
THE BASICS
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name: paradox[break]
nickname(s): para[break]
meaning: nope, just a name.[break][break]
age: seven[break]
gender: mare[break]
breed: american paint horse[break]
height: 15.3 hh[break]
herd: bhumi [break][break]
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name: paradox[break]
nickname(s): para[break]
meaning: nope, just a name.[break][break]
age: seven[break]
gender: mare[break]
breed: american paint horse[break]
height: 15.3 hh[break]
herd: bhumi [break][break]
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APPEARANCE
APPEARANCE
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- Bay Overo, Splashed Paint. [break]
- Two crimson hand prints on right back hip. [break]
- Three blue stripes on both front legs. [break]
- Crimson circle around right eye. [break]
- Light blue dots on both back legs. [break]
- Light blue arrows point upward on right side of neck [break][break]
- Feathers in tail [break]
- Dream Catcher tangled in tail [break]
- Feathers in mane
- Bay Overo, Splashed Paint. [break]
- Two crimson hand prints on right back hip. [break]
- Three blue stripes on both front legs. [break]
- Crimson circle around right eye. [break]
- Light blue dots on both back legs. [break]
- Light blue arrows point upward on right side of neck [break][break]
- Feathers in tail [break]
- Dream Catcher tangled in tail [break]
- Feathers in mane
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PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY
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Seductive and charming would be the two words anyone in her past would describe her as. Now, it would be three words. Seductive, charming, and power hungry. She doesn't mind walking over someone to get where she is going. At one time in her life, she was a nice little pony. Now, she is a beautiful manipulative mare. She never lets her emotions stand in her way, in fact some would argue she doesn't have emotions. All she has in the cavity where a heart would be beating is a dark organ, filled with nothing but selfishness. Paradox wouldn't argue. [break][break]
Life can make some horses better, innocent and loving. While it makes others turn out like Paradox. Who is to say one is better? Life for this mare turned ugly, turned worse then any life should have turned. It also turned Paradox into the mare she is today. She doesn't blame who she is on her life, on her history, simply because she isn't ashamed of who she is. Frankly, she is proud of herself. She doesn't let anything stop her from what she needs to do, she doesn't let her emotions get in the way like some may. Why would she? She hasn't felt the need to, if that changes one day, well lets say this mare may not know how to recover. [break][break]
Although she seems cold hearted, she does have feelings and emotions. Paradox is a onion. You have to peel her layer by layer, to see her true self. This is a small portion of who she really is. Even then, you may not know what she is telling is true or false. The charm and seductiveness is just the cover up of her insecurities.
Seductive and charming would be the two words anyone in her past would describe her as. Now, it would be three words. Seductive, charming, and power hungry. She doesn't mind walking over someone to get where she is going. At one time in her life, she was a nice little pony. Now, she is a beautiful manipulative mare. She never lets her emotions stand in her way, in fact some would argue she doesn't have emotions. All she has in the cavity where a heart would be beating is a dark organ, filled with nothing but selfishness. Paradox wouldn't argue. [break][break]
Life can make some horses better, innocent and loving. While it makes others turn out like Paradox. Who is to say one is better? Life for this mare turned ugly, turned worse then any life should have turned. It also turned Paradox into the mare she is today. She doesn't blame who she is on her life, on her history, simply because she isn't ashamed of who she is. Frankly, she is proud of herself. She doesn't let anything stop her from what she needs to do, she doesn't let her emotions get in the way like some may. Why would she? She hasn't felt the need to, if that changes one day, well lets say this mare may not know how to recover. [break][break]
Although she seems cold hearted, she does have feelings and emotions. Paradox is a onion. You have to peel her layer by layer, to see her true self. This is a small portion of who she really is. Even then, you may not know what she is telling is true or false. The charm and seductiveness is just the cover up of her insecurities.
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HISTORY
HISTORY
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Have you ever asked the question, "What makes a serial killer.. kill?" she had. Pump the brakes for a moment, Paradox is not a serial killer - she simply just has the makings of one. [break][break]
Every horse grows up in a different situation, every horse has their very own story. Not one is the same, likewise, every horse has a tragedy, a hidden secret, a point in their life where they know something has to change. Paradox is no different. She doesn't have the fairytale story, well it started out to be that kind of story, but then like any story, something happened. Something Paradox has hidden so deep inside herself, she doesn't even know if it can emerge again, but then do you really want it to..? [break][break]
She was a young filly, pretty, happy, and prissy. She was a flirt, played with the boy's emotion, but oddly enough, her parents had expected it of her. She was born to the king and queen of the territory. She was the sought after filly, whom colts and even stallions wanted for their own. Weather to love or to breed or to abuse, no one knew. Paradox knew her family would protect her, so she never gave thought to the "what if" something happened. What if her family wasn't there, what if she couldn't protect herself.. None of those were running through her mind as she grew up in age. Beauty never ceasing to miss a deal of increasing her appearance. By the time she was three years old, she had most likely flirted with every young colt in the herd. She knew deep down, she'd never settle for anyone, she wasn't happy with the horses in the herd. To put it plainly, she enjoyed toying with their emotions. Her parents, like any good ones, ignored what the herd members said about her, she was their prized possession. They wouldn't hear it. [break][break]
That is the ending of her fairytale. Her parents were some of the few horses who wanted their world to become peaceful again, they had their hopes that all the horses would become friends again and live happily ever after, just like their ancestors before The Night of the Elements. But when you let your feelings known that all you want is peace, well someone might take that as you being week. Well that day came, where everything Paradox knew was taken from her. A stallion who went by the name, Maximus, gathered up a band of rouges and attacked the herd, he figured her parents wouldn't put up much of a fight, since they were such advocates for peace. Well he was right, and he didn't mind one bit that he was ripping everything from Paradox. They killed everyone, all but the young, pretty fillies and mares. Paradox amongst them. The naive mare tried to stay hidden in the shelter of the other mares, however Maximus wasn't fooled. You see, the brute had been wanting her from the first time he tried fighting for the land against her father. Her took Paradox for his own, and let his comrades have the other mares. And that's how they lived, under captivity and cruelty. [break][break]
However, before you leave, that is not the end of her story. She grew to enjoy the company of the stallion. How could she, you might ask? She in a way, didn't know better, or maybe she herself was becoming darker then even Maximus himself. Within 2 years of their captivity, Paradox was no longer a captive. She was a equal ruler, ruling next to Maximus. Did she love him? No. Could she love him? Possibly. Did she try? No. [break][break]
She left. She did it during the night, when Maximus was sleeping. She had power over the herd, and none would question her leaving, as she had before, but always returned, part of her plan, you could speculate. But this time she wasn't returning. She didn't take any of her old friends, she wasn't what they remembered she was. She was different. She was evil and power hungry. However, she knew she'd never be able to overtake Maximus and his comrades, so she went out on her own. Leaving everything she knew for the past 4 years behind. Not caring who or what she left behind, and who she hurt. She was ruined.
Have you ever asked the question, "What makes a serial killer.. kill?" she had. Pump the brakes for a moment, Paradox is not a serial killer - she simply just has the makings of one. [break][break]
Every horse grows up in a different situation, every horse has their very own story. Not one is the same, likewise, every horse has a tragedy, a hidden secret, a point in their life where they know something has to change. Paradox is no different. She doesn't have the fairytale story, well it started out to be that kind of story, but then like any story, something happened. Something Paradox has hidden so deep inside herself, she doesn't even know if it can emerge again, but then do you really want it to..? [break][break]
She was a young filly, pretty, happy, and prissy. She was a flirt, played with the boy's emotion, but oddly enough, her parents had expected it of her. She was born to the king and queen of the territory. She was the sought after filly, whom colts and even stallions wanted for their own. Weather to love or to breed or to abuse, no one knew. Paradox knew her family would protect her, so she never gave thought to the "what if" something happened. What if her family wasn't there, what if she couldn't protect herself.. None of those were running through her mind as she grew up in age. Beauty never ceasing to miss a deal of increasing her appearance. By the time she was three years old, she had most likely flirted with every young colt in the herd. She knew deep down, she'd never settle for anyone, she wasn't happy with the horses in the herd. To put it plainly, she enjoyed toying with their emotions. Her parents, like any good ones, ignored what the herd members said about her, she was their prized possession. They wouldn't hear it. [break][break]
That is the ending of her fairytale. Her parents were some of the few horses who wanted their world to become peaceful again, they had their hopes that all the horses would become friends again and live happily ever after, just like their ancestors before The Night of the Elements. But when you let your feelings known that all you want is peace, well someone might take that as you being week. Well that day came, where everything Paradox knew was taken from her. A stallion who went by the name, Maximus, gathered up a band of rouges and attacked the herd, he figured her parents wouldn't put up much of a fight, since they were such advocates for peace. Well he was right, and he didn't mind one bit that he was ripping everything from Paradox. They killed everyone, all but the young, pretty fillies and mares. Paradox amongst them. The naive mare tried to stay hidden in the shelter of the other mares, however Maximus wasn't fooled. You see, the brute had been wanting her from the first time he tried fighting for the land against her father. Her took Paradox for his own, and let his comrades have the other mares. And that's how they lived, under captivity and cruelty. [break][break]
However, before you leave, that is not the end of her story. She grew to enjoy the company of the stallion. How could she, you might ask? She in a way, didn't know better, or maybe she herself was becoming darker then even Maximus himself. Within 2 years of their captivity, Paradox was no longer a captive. She was a equal ruler, ruling next to Maximus. Did she love him? No. Could she love him? Possibly. Did she try? No. [break][break]
She left. She did it during the night, when Maximus was sleeping. She had power over the herd, and none would question her leaving, as she had before, but always returned, part of her plan, you could speculate. But this time she wasn't returning. She didn't take any of her old friends, she wasn't what they remembered she was. She was different. She was evil and power hungry. However, she knew she'd never be able to overtake Maximus and his comrades, so she went out on her own. Leaving everything she knew for the past 4 years behind. Not caring who or what she left behind, and who she hurt. She was ruined.
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"and left the secret [break][break]at the grave"
"and left the secret [break][break]at the grave"
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