.:My Past is but a Misty Veil:.

[Velnias]

(c) Outlaw 12 by shi-stock

MISTY

PRONOUNCED

(normal)

GENDER

mare

SIREXDAM

n/a X n/a

YEARS

doesn't know

HANDS

16 hh

BLOODLINE

Mustang cross(part Appaloosa, Paint, Quarterhorse & Barb) - doesn't know for sure

COAT

grullo (calls herself a gray)

MARKINGS

blaze, sock

PAST

SOLITUDE she was never alone, but she felt like it; she had no mother growing up, only a dark figure that didn't show his face to her, and although she never tried to escape, she knew he'd trapped her.
USED her powers being what they were, and at the time Misty had no idea they were so important, the stallion who called himself Pendeo always watched her, and made her do things she didn't understand; Misty had no sense of time, place, or feeling of existence itself, and it was like she was living life through closed eyes, and she had to believe all the stallion told her, because she didn't know anything else
COMFORT Misty knew the stallion was using her power, and though she had no sense of life, memory, pain, emotion, she still felt that, and felt the comfort breaking through the uncertainty of every second -not every day, she had no concept of what a day was, because her world seemed to be black like the backs of her eyelids- and so she never knew whether the stallion was truly good or bad, only that he was there and that was all that she could count on to be real; for that reason, she never questioned whether she was alive or dreaming, asleep or in a trance, or where or who she was.
DREAMING she had no sense of time and didn't know how long she'd been alive or in that dark, uncertain, scary, comforting place, all that she knew was the horse called her Misty, he preyed on her fear and soaked up her ebbing power, he left her alone and sometimes came to speak with her, and he was dark like a shadow with no face, no feelings, no heart, no soul, no meaning, only a name; it was after Pendeo spoke with her one time, she couldn't remember what it was about, but it gave her a sense of hopelessness, and she knew she didn't care enough for life any longer, and she lay her head down on what was the dark ground under her hooves where she always lay, except this time she went to sleep--and dreamed of a dream of a life without Pendeo--and then she woke up.

PERSONA

UNCERTAIN can't qualify her as having much of a personality- she's felt nothing up to this point, so her character will really shape up to how she's introduced into the world; she's always thought about being intelligent and wise, and clever and outgoing, but she didn't speak much to Pendeo, so she hasn't had any real interaction, and she's still coming to terms with this new life she suddenly has found for herself, and wonders how it could possibly be or if it's really only a dream.

POWER

she knows things- the future, fate, whatever you choose to call it -and she often comes to horses in their dreams and tells them things, sometimes gives them prophecies; she can also mold, transform, and transport metals

UNIQUENESS

she's afraid to use her powers because she's afraid of the uncertainty that they may be taken from her again, and she may lose this strange new life she has here in Tainted Paradise, and she's really, truly afraid of not being able to know what each new day will bring to her; although predictions come to her and she gives them to others in turn, she never recieves a prediction from fate about herself

PLOTS

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THREADS

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ACQUAINTANCES

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