Post by Sync on Aug 9, 2012 16:04:57 GMT -5
FANG
• Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven •
• Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven •
»»Name: Fang
»»Nicknames: n/a, though he's known as a legend in his original lands as 'The Devil's Advocate'
»»Age: Seven summers
»»Gender: Stallion
»»Breed: Paint x QH x TB
»»Pelt Color: Palomino overo
»»Eye Color: Amber/red
»»Mane and Tail Color: White base with highlights of chestnut, palomino and grey. His mane is cropped close to his neck, it's basically unseen.
»»Height: 16.3 HH
»»Overall Appearance: Fang is handsome, but deadly. His almost blood like oracles are trained to lure unsuspecting victims, whether to their death or their pleasure. His cranium is chiselled and elegant, palomino splashing his left cheek and both ears. He has a pink muzzle, with a dark grey velvet at the corners of his mouth. His jaw is strong, and his ivories are extremely unique. They're sharpened to a point, much like a sharks would be, and are his most deadly weapon. He was born like it. Nobody knows why, but they easily pierce skin with a gentle bite and have been known to kill on many occasions.
His frame is very well muscled, his pillars are thick and steady and his neck wide and heavy. He holds himself high, making him seem taller than he already is and one never slouches. His tail is held high. He's also very agile and has immense stamina. He can run for hours, it's not often that you see him lazily plodding along. He's like a machine. A self trained, sadistic machine.
»»Likes:
- Mares
- Authority
- Violence
- Force-breeding
- Death
- Silence
- Water
- Winter
- Snow
- Destruction
- Stallions
- Sickly sweet equines
- Disobedience
- Weakness
- Losing
- Peace
- Hot weather
- Speed
- Stamina
- Strength
- Strategic
- Hot-headed
- Blood thirsty
- Narrow mindedness
- Power hungry
- Talks to himself
- Digs the ground when bored
+INTELLIGENT Fang is undoubtedly a very clever stag. He likes to learn, he enjoys it. He will research the history of a lands through word of mouth and will study it closely, try to fill in gaps. He's patient, he can come away and go back to a horse if they remember something else. He's always got answers and won't push you away if you have a question unless it's unbelievably stupid. His thirst for knowledge is only rivalled by that of blood.
+STRATEGIC The brute will never just jump into something drastic. Fang will plan out every little detail if he can, and isn't one to just act upon impulse unless he knows he's safe. He spends time learning the habits, strengths and weaknesses of opponents and uses these to his advantage. He likes to draw out suffering too, he can leave his target for days, stewing and wondering when he's going to strike. It drives them insane. He loves that. He's simply evil.
+OBSERVANT There isn't much at all that gets past Fang. He's always looking, though not for anything specific. He studies a horse too, drinking in everything about it. He hears the slightest noise, the smallest sigh, and the quietest eye roll. Your displeasure will not go unnoticed or unpunished. Try to sneak past him? Good luck. You'll never succeed. And then you're life will be hell.
+DRIVEN Fang knows what he wants and he won't stop until he's got it. If he has something clear in his mind, he'll do anything to get to it. He's not scared of anything, he won't let anything get in his way. Fights are no problem for this soldier. He's a warrior by nature, though he's often fighting against the cause. Once his path is clear, his goal is reached. Then another will form.
-VIOLENT Fang loves violence. He thrives off it. He'll kill for no reason other than because he likes it. He also likes to draw it out, making his victim suffer. Most deserve it. Some do not. He doesn't often just kill either, he'll leave a victim permanently damaged, scarred and broken. He's cruel. And he doesn't care who knows it.
-INSANE Fang is quite frankly insane. He is believed to be schizophrenic, but he doesn’t think so. He laughs manically at himself, and he talks to himself quite often. He’s a tease, he likes to taunt his prey. He also is quite fond of riddles. He also has fits of anger, random and inconsolable. You just have to hide when they start. You really don’t want to be in line when they do.
-HEARTLESS He feels no remorse when he kills. He killed his own brother, for crying out loud. He doesn’t care how he treats others, he does not feel guilt. He just does. No consequences because his mind won’t let him have them. He has never fallen in love, his heart as cold as a block of ice. It’s unlikely to ever be thawed, though mares have tried. He just uses. No emotion. Just for his own pleasure.
-POWER HUNGRY Power is what Fang craves, and he’ll go by any means to get it. He saw Fox, his brother, as competition so he eliminated him. Now, he wants his own herd, to take power over. He will probably try and scope out the other monarch’s too. You never know his plans. He just wants to be on top, untouchable, fear striking. He’s already mostly there.
»»Family: Creature – Sire – TB x QH – 14 – Alive
Sing – Dam – Paint – 10 – Alive
Fox – Sibling – Paint x QH x TB – 5 – Deceased
Amalie – Sibling – Paint x QH x TB – 2 – Alive
»»Other Important Equines: n/a
»»History: Fang was sired in a herd that bordered Thunder Plains. His father, Creature, the lead stag and his mother Sing his mate. Creature was a fantastically corrupt king who had overthrown his brother before taking his place. Sing was just as delightfully evil, her lure for other stallions impossible to resist, allowing her mate to slaughter those who tried to breed her. They were ruthless. As was their son. Fang was to be their first son, the heir to their throne. He would take over when Creature eventually passed. Fang loved his herd, their underling’s hero worshipping him. He became boastful. Arrogant. Mean. He gained enemies as quickly as he earned friends, and rid himself of both often. He was the devil’s advocate. His parents could not have been prouder.
During his training, his job to protect his herd, his mother gave birth to another. A colt. Again. This colt, he was pretty. His name Fox, his pelt as red as that of the woodland creature. He was pretty, delicate, inheriting more of his mother than his father like Fang had. Fang did not have time to worry. He had his training to concentrate on. But when he was done, he felt the effect of his captivating brother. Fang despised him. He would get rid of him. Years of plotting began to form. Soon Fang had a sister, Amalie. She was his identical, her looks, but her nature was that of her mother. A tauntress. A tease. Fang liked his little sister. She was no problem.
A few weeks ago, after three years of plotting, Fang’s mission began. Fox, unsuspecting of his death, had been drinking from a stream. Secluded from the herd. Fang’s moment had struck. He took it. Fox’s cries echoed the lands, alerting the others. By the time they got there, he was dead. Fang standing over him, covered in his brother’s blood. Grinning manically, breathing heavily. His mission was complete. This would be the only time that his parents would be ashamed of him. Fang was banished; nobody tried to attack him as they knew they would end up like dear Fox. Exiled, his frame sauntering from his lands, Fang decided to finally enter Thunder Plains. Claim a land of his own. Rule things his way. Here he is. Ready to cause chaos.
»»Alias: Sync
»»How you found us: Brook Haven Ranch
»»RP experience: 3/4 years
»»Your expected level of activity: Every day I'll at least log in.
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