Post by /:~:\Weathered_Wings/:~:\ on Jul 20, 2006 16:06:02 GMT -5
Why do you want to play a leader?
Hmmm... let's see... Just because I'd like to learn more and have more action within the game.
Which Leader- why?
Blackhoof because she intreges me. She seems unsure of herself and of the future at times and those types of characters intrest me the most.
Sample post with said Leader please!
Syth's whispered through the open lands, their master fleeting upon the terra with a speed and mystery around her that dare those to approach her. Though at that moment in time a loud peice of air escaped from the beauties rump as she broke wind into the face of the wind. The ebon banshee flicked her tassels and drew a cold autumn's breath into her sleek bodice, wonder spilling from her pools, a snickering smile also, as she carried upon her quest. Searching for those of her kindred spirit that would rise from the fires after the comos' blow to those who ad destroyed their lands, their homes. Sweat dabbed pillars slowed to an ease trot as she reached the edge of the equine camp. Her heart pounded within auds, encircling her thoughts and trapping her within herself. Deep, mudded orbs searched out along the lands; their vision capturing all, but revealing nothing. Her velvety muzzle touched her swelled side as a kick came from within her, attempting to quiet the life that surged deep within her form. Blackhoof's dial turned back to the land and a smile of contentment crossed her features. Though soon a storm cloud of doubt came forth. Her mind humming with the thought that she would be unable to lead her fellow equine, or that they would even want to be lead. Another kick from her unborn foal brought her back to the present. Her sleek midnight boa arched as her talons soared into the sky, slashing at the heavens. Her figure landed upon the sturdy ground as she looked out into the star strewn sky. She sighed once more speaking to herself,
[glow=red,2,300]And who I am to lead those who wish to follow, and fight those who wish for trouble?[/glow]
The fairy's muzzle touched the ground as she drew back into her mind, musing over thoughts once more. The cool night's wind beckoned her to return into the camp for the moon was now near its peak. Blackhoof shook her crania and made her slow progress back to the camp where other's of her blood rested in the moon's shadow.
(and yes its not so majestic now, at least i don't think so. (refering to the one breaking wind line. ^.-))
Hmmm... let's see... Just because I'd like to learn more and have more action within the game.
Which Leader- why?
Blackhoof because she intreges me. She seems unsure of herself and of the future at times and those types of characters intrest me the most.
Sample post with said Leader please!
Syth's whispered through the open lands, their master fleeting upon the terra with a speed and mystery around her that dare those to approach her. Though at that moment in time a loud peice of air escaped from the beauties rump as she broke wind into the face of the wind. The ebon banshee flicked her tassels and drew a cold autumn's breath into her sleek bodice, wonder spilling from her pools, a snickering smile also, as she carried upon her quest. Searching for those of her kindred spirit that would rise from the fires after the comos' blow to those who ad destroyed their lands, their homes. Sweat dabbed pillars slowed to an ease trot as she reached the edge of the equine camp. Her heart pounded within auds, encircling her thoughts and trapping her within herself. Deep, mudded orbs searched out along the lands; their vision capturing all, but revealing nothing. Her velvety muzzle touched her swelled side as a kick came from within her, attempting to quiet the life that surged deep within her form. Blackhoof's dial turned back to the land and a smile of contentment crossed her features. Though soon a storm cloud of doubt came forth. Her mind humming with the thought that she would be unable to lead her fellow equine, or that they would even want to be lead. Another kick from her unborn foal brought her back to the present. Her sleek midnight boa arched as her talons soared into the sky, slashing at the heavens. Her figure landed upon the sturdy ground as she looked out into the star strewn sky. She sighed once more speaking to herself,
[glow=red,2,300]And who I am to lead those who wish to follow, and fight those who wish for trouble?[/glow]
The fairy's muzzle touched the ground as she drew back into her mind, musing over thoughts once more. The cool night's wind beckoned her to return into the camp for the moon was now near its peak. Blackhoof shook her crania and made her slow progress back to the camp where other's of her blood rested in the moon's shadow.
(and yes its not so majestic now, at least i don't think so. (refering to the one breaking wind line. ^.-))