Post by shaylux on Oct 8, 2011 19:41:20 GMT -5
Name: kishar
Age: 5yrs
Gender: mare
Breed: mutt
Height: 14.3hh
Coat Color: black minimal tovero
Mane/tail Color: black & white streaks
Eye Color: pale blue
Markings: -see image for ref.-
Alignment: dark
Personality:
BLUNT
Make no mistake, darlings, I don’t intend to waste my time on excessive blather. Honestly, I’d rather keep it short - short and sweet. I won’t deny it, I can be brusque, and my tongue has earned me a reputation. Face it, you’re really not one of my priorities.
CALLOUS
Oh please, let’s not get all emotional. I’ll admit it, fair and square. I really don’t care. Not for your whining, your objections, your ailments. I don’t want you getting all soppy on me, either. Let’s get one thing straight – I’m not the shoulder to cry on.
I don’t want to know.
GUARDED
Every girly knows she shouldn’t run up to the first stud to walk her way, and pour out her heart. Emotions, they’re nothing but weaknesses; disadvantages which can be pinpointed and rotated to use as ammo against none but your good self.
I don’t expect to make such a mistake.
COY
Call me a w.hore, my flirtations never fail to amuse me. I’m good with my words, I can play boys like puppets. I enjoy a bit of fun, here and there. I advise you remember that nothing can entertain me for long – I soon lose interest, moving on to the next attraction.
DISHONEST
I’ve told a lie or two in my lifetime, I won’t move to hide that. I’ve given up caring. I’ll play the fraud where I want to, don’t try to stop me. I can be unfair, sometimes I just want to play the badgirl.
I’m corrupt, run if you want to.
RUTHLESS
Yes, that’s right baby. I can be BRUTAL. I’ll stop at NOTHING. Not if I want it. Call me spoilt; I’ll get what I want. Some say I have no feelings, which I will confess, is a small miscalculation, but believe you me; I’ll be a b.itch when I want to be. I'll shred you to ribbons, tooth and claw if needs be. I'll rip that pretty hide from your back. I don't hide from combat.
History:
something fairly vague;
o grew up spoilt, self centered
o thrown out of herd, learnt a little in the way of independence
o et voila !
