Posted by Anti on August 13, 2008, 2:55 am
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Name: Anti
Age: 5 years
Breed: Half-Arabian
Gender: Female
Strength: She has a love for understanding and a true admiration for all the elements
Weakness: She has a slight disorder, a bipolar nature... She can be a bit unpredictable. She could be telling the truth, or lying... could be being honest, or leading you on... it's hard to tell.
Minor Objective: Learn something personal about 3 new people
Super Objective: Earn somebody's complete trust
Harem Preference: none
Intended Class: Scholar
Sample Post
Anti... Against... Against what? Was Anti really against anything?
She'd pondered this, many times over. She couldn't remember how she'd gotten her name, or why. She suspected it was her mother's spite for her father's... aloofness... if that was how she remembered it... Was she remembering it correctly? Deep amber pools with a few flecks of silver gray gazed longingly out over the unknown land before her, a lofty airy sigh.. She had a sleek body, very reminiscent of her arabian heritage, plenty of sweeping curves. She looked... fragile even.. But only in her posture now... Relaxed, poised, quiet.
She had deep reflective pools, thoughtful, inquisitive.. Perhaps she would stop a moment and investigate a pebble, guess as to where it had been and how it had got here. How she would love to know..
She loved to know things, anything, everything... THere was so little she understood about herself anymore that she would favor any understanding as opposed to none. She lifted her head on high and let her eyes close, feeling the breeze sweep through her long miscolored tresses, a deep rich bay on white, or perhaps white on bay, who would know.. She took in a deep sweeping breath, tasting the world with all her senses... Rain was on the way.. Oh, how she loved rain... She was like a seal when wet, slick and so very admirable, a perfect silhoueete against the sky.
But then something changed, her posture stiffened. She opened her eyes, and there was hardly a change in them... Except she no longer looked on the land in admiration. She was calculating, planning, and she no longer appeared so fragile. She seemed a livewire, strutting down from atop her hill, a strut that picked up into a showy trot, mort flirtatious and less innocent. Though perhaps her stature wasn't innocent at all to begin with... I could tell you, but where would the fun be in that?
Without anyone to talk to here, there was hardly anything for Anti to do. And so, the moment passed, and she slowed to a normal soft light walk. She was back to normal... or was she? Was this side of her the normal? Or was it the previous side? What had caused such a personality split in the femme? For the life of her she could not remember, and out of all the things she sought to understand, that was what she wanted to understand the most. She forlornly realized that for a moment time had skipped and she had not been herself, or perhaps the other way around. Oh how she hope the Elementals would find her a home soon. She was eager to learn about the home she had happened upon.
(I go by Luna, by the way. I hope that ooc name isn't taken >>)
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