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Post by .๑whovian๑. on Apr 28, 2012 16:40:09 GMT -5
No, I'd like to stay Cursed, Immortal, and Live forever thank you:
- Desdemona
- Silence
Free me!!! :
Get the Hell out of here you monsters!:
We'll be nice to them if they'll be nice to us...
Alright, Fine then, I'll have to stop you lot as well...
I'd rather not take sides....
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Post by .๑whovian๑. on Apr 29, 2012 11:51:30 GMT -5
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Name: Alexandrea
Age: Technically, she's 3 years
Breed: Thoroughbred X QH X Warmblood
Height: 16.1 hh
Personality: I'm not the sort of creature you can just walk up to and start shmoozing. Not that kind of gal you see. I'm a lot smarter, a lot older, and a lot stronger than I look. Seriously. I don't live the life of a three year old filly. I have seen pain, and loss, and war. I live mostly on my own, and I like it that way, except for the occasional accompaniment of Achilles. I'll be nice to you if you are nice to me. If yo attack me, you're damn right in thinking I'll fight back. I'm just that kind of gal.
Interesting Features: Do not take me to the ocean. Water is my greatest fear.
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Post by .๑whovian๑. on Apr 29, 2012 19:28:03 GMT -5
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Post by .๑whovian๑. on Apr 29, 2012 19:40:24 GMT -5
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I AM AN ANCIENT WARRIOR
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People assume that time is a linear progression of events, but what it actually is, is an entirely different concept. In fact, the idea that Time is linear is a completely narrow minded concept. It's operation is more like the mind. Everyone who has ever lived knows that the mind is a beautiful and terrible place. It is full of love and hatred, fear and courage, insanity and brilliance. It is simple, and it is complicated, and the whole thing is rather paradoxical if you think about it long enough. Time is like that. It's treacherous, and everything, it moves and bends and is full of many things. If anyone were to look into the entirety of Time, they would surely be driven mad.
Or become a God.
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Nobody knows the date, but everybody knows that it happened. The first Lord of Time is unknown, though it is known that his or her power was great. Of course, they were not born with the power - nobody is born the Lord of Time. It is a terrible burden, and it's power is...unusual. Great? Yes. Terrible? Yes. Beautiful? Yes. The first Lord didn't know that. He just saw the depths of Time and became enlightened. And that was how it started. Mortals, Gods, and Demigods alike inherited the power - some for little more than a generation, others for thousands of years.
Three thousand years ago, a young, powerful Demigod stallion by the name of Bristile met the Lord of Time. And Time saw him, and through his divine powers, saw in the young stallion the ability to carry all of Time on his shoulders. And so, he looked him in the eye, and the Lord of Time revealed himself. His true identity. And Time invaded Bristile's mind, it poisoned him, and it became him. The old god fell, tired after carrying millennium's on his back, and fell into the eternal sleep.
But the young stallion, Bristile, now held the power of Time, and it would be his to carry until he could find one who could pass it on to another. And so he's wandered for thousands of years, the Lord of Time.
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Name: Bristile
Age: Only he knows his exact age...I don't think he's tellin'
Breed: Quarter Horse x Thoroughbred x Warmblood
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Ember - Son
Height: 16.2 hh.
Personality Overview: He's a mellow guy, and it's hard to make him mad. He's a thinker, and loves speaking in riddles, and it's often hard to get a straight answer out of him. He's very smart, and is also a very good military man. He knows a lot. He can be loving and caring, as well as distant and cruel. He's good at hiding his emotions. He is an unusual god, and often mingles with mortals and cursed alike, though they often do not know he is present. However, if brought to anger, and forced to show his other form, he is truly a monster. Although he is often in his second form, he tries not to show it to mortals, as it usually creates a sense of panic. Yet it has a powerful voice, and is the reason that he usually calls meetings of the gods.
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