Post by spirit on Aug 11, 2012 21:52:10 GMT -5
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Well you think that you can take me on, You must be crazy, There ain't a single thing you've done, That's gonna phase me.[/center]
name;; Spirit
nickname/s;; N/A
age;; 21
sexuality;; Heterosexual
species;; Horse/Human
special abilties;; Shape-shifter
film;; Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron
Oh but if you want to let go, I just want to let you know.
Get off my back and into my game, Get out of my way and out of my brain, Get out of my face or give it your best shot, I think it's time you better face the fact, Get off my back.
Get off my back and into my game, Get out of my way and out of my brain, Get out of my face or give it your best shot, I think it's time you better face the fact, Get off my back.
apperance;; In his horse form, he is a dun coloured stallion with a black mane and tail. He is quite strong and has brown eyes. In his human form, he is tall and muscular. His hair is black and is kind of messy. His eyes stayed a deep shade of brown. His skin is tanned to match his horse form's coat. He wears a white shirt, tucked into tan, animal skin pants. His hands are rough and his nails are short.
personality;; Spirit has a rebellious personality. He tends to do things his way which can lead him in different directions. It takes him a while to warm up to others, resulting in him not having a lot of trust in others. He is very protective of his family and friends, and will go to great lengths to help them if they are in danger.
He is a great runner due to the fact that he was a wild stallion. Spirit loves open spaces like fields, and he isn't a big fan of closed in places. He if a skilled fighter as a human, he is skilled in fist fighting but doesn't like guns. Spirit will do anything he can to be free, he tries to think things through, but he rarely succeeds. He usual ends up doing something before he thinks about it.
family;; A herd of horses
history;; When Spirit was born, he was immediately accepted by the herd. As a young colt, Spirit was always curious. He would always try to play with the buffalo that were at the water, but they only snorted at him and his playful ways. Winter was also a fun time for him, the icicles that the other horses got there water from were tons of fun until they got stuck to his tongue. When he grew up, Spirit became the leader of the herd. It was a big responsibility, but he knew he could do it.
When the humans captured him, he was angry. They had taken him away from his family and all he'd ever known. They brought him to a horrible place where the horses all looked the same. He refused to be broken, ever when the humans boss tried. Three days with no food or water took a toll on him, and when the boss tried again, he succeeded. Spirit tried as hard as he could to not be like the other horses. His mane got clipped, but being marked was not something that was going to happen. Spirit got free with that man, Little Creek. He took him to his people and Spirit set his eyes on a lovely mare, Rain. Those other humans came back, and captured him again. This time he was taken to a train that they were trying to get over a hill. When it reached the top, Spirit could see the fields that he use to run in. This had to stop! He wrecked their plans and freed the other horses that were trapped in their hands. Escaping back to his home, Spirit once again took his place as the leader of the herd and lived free once more.
You know it's all just a game that I'm playing, Don't think that you can't find a way in, That's what I'm saying, Oh if you want to have a go, I just want to let you know,
Get off my back.
Get off my back.
your name[/b];; Blaine
age[/b];; 16
contact/s[/b];; PM
Lyrics Credit[/b];; Get off My Back by Bryan Adams
RP Sample[/b];;
Freedom was no more for Spirit. Ever since the day he had been captured by the villains and brought to Wicked Kingdom, he had felt his freedom drain away. He had been running free like always, through the grassy plains that he had known since he was a colt when it became cold and cloudy. The sun was hidden from view and the other horses where disappearing one by one in a roll of mist. Spirit was alone in a gray nothingness.
When he woke up, he was in a dark place. There was no sun shining and there was no longer any flowing grass. Something else felt different, he looked down and gasped. He was like those things that had captured him when he was younger, he was a human. His hooves were replaced by hands, and he no longer had his tan coat. His mane was different, it was still long and black but it was tied in two braids. He stood up, feeling a little unsteady on two feet. He was ready to do what ever it took to take the villains down.
When he woke up, he was in a dark place. There was no sun shining and there was no longer any flowing grass. Something else felt different, he looked down and gasped. He was like those things that had captured him when he was younger, he was a human. His hooves were replaced by hands, and he no longer had his tan coat. His mane was different, it was still long and black but it was tied in two braids. He stood up, feeling a little unsteady on two feet. He was ready to do what ever it took to take the villains down.
