Post by Rhoni on Oct 9, 2007 10:42:17 GMT -5
Name: Decarla
Breed: Who knows. Crossbred like crazy.
Color: Blackish Greyish
Age: 12 years total, 5 spent dead.
Height: 15.1
Gender: Female
Alliance: Dark
Personality: Oh Lord....EVIL...You shall see when I RP, but she's ALL kinds of messed up.
Appearence: Decarla is basically, a zombie horse. More bones in her body are broken than untouched, she's got gaping rotted wounds that smell pretty nasty, and she moves very slowly or not at all. Think of Dawn of the Dead, Shallan style.
History: (it's going to be too hard to RP her history out because it spans several years when she is not alive so...I'll have to do it this way. >.< Sorry Shall. ) She grew up in a light herd, her mother was killed by a wolf, she was stabbed in the back of the neck by a raven with his beak (long story, I'll RP it out ne day) she went crazy, started mutilating herself and the bodies of those dead and if she couldn't find a body, she'd go make one, and in a final stroke of insantiy, she killed herself by impaling her neck on a large outcrop of ice. 5 years later, she came back to life. Now she's more rotted, less aggressive, but more driven. Oops, I did it again. >.<
Pic:
^^^^^Making another as soon as I find a horse that looks dead enough. >.<
Special Word: Snikkers
Breed: Who knows. Crossbred like crazy.
Color: Blackish Greyish
Age: 12 years total, 5 spent dead.
Height: 15.1
Gender: Female
Alliance: Dark
Personality: Oh Lord....EVIL...You shall see when I RP, but she's ALL kinds of messed up.
Appearence: Decarla is basically, a zombie horse. More bones in her body are broken than untouched, she's got gaping rotted wounds that smell pretty nasty, and she moves very slowly or not at all. Think of Dawn of the Dead, Shallan style.
History: (it's going to be too hard to RP her history out because it spans several years when she is not alive so...I'll have to do it this way. >.< Sorry Shall. ) She grew up in a light herd, her mother was killed by a wolf, she was stabbed in the back of the neck by a raven with his beak (long story, I'll RP it out ne day) she went crazy, started mutilating herself and the bodies of those dead and if she couldn't find a body, she'd go make one, and in a final stroke of insantiy, she killed herself by impaling her neck on a large outcrop of ice. 5 years later, she came back to life. Now she's more rotted, less aggressive, but more driven. Oops, I did it again. >.<
Pic:
^^^^^Making another as soon as I find a horse that looks dead enough. >.<
Special Word: Snikkers
accepted