\~ * >One Will Reign< * ~/ a wild horse role-play

[HeavensHens88]

barnie FURNITURE MOVING WITH MOM!!!)

 

[PeepersMama]

barnie FURNITURE MOVING WITH MOM!!!)

 

[Frost bite88]

Flood skidded to an abrupt stop, his eye bright with mischief. "Lookit all those colts...." He murmured. "I'll go first and walk right through the middle of camp, and when you hear one of them shout,start circling the herd, okay?.... Youy know what.... Cut out that yearling and drive him into the ravine behind our ridge. We cn corner him there." He rumbled cooly. Then he et out an earsplitting neigh that echoed across the bright green field, and loped along the tree line to sty out of sight.

Pale Blood nods and quickly moves to his waiting position and he watched and listened closely for his time to move

 

[HeavensHens88]

Name: Sintemaza ("Iron Tail"' in Sioux)
Age (in seasons): Unknown to even him because, for Sintemaza, time is of no value.
Herd: Rogue Johnny Mule
Gender: Male
Rank: N/A
Personality: In a single word-
Murderous. A malevolent assassin who cares absolutely nothing for justice or pity. Cold-blooded, cruel, intelligent, calculating, and utterly ruthless. Has never taken a single ally- rumored to have murdered those of his own blood- and never will. Enjoys killing immensely and takes satisfaction in hearing an equine's death shriek. Lives by the night. Despises the immaculate hierarchies of a herd and is secretly mortified that a former bunch of free rogues have begun to form another herd that loosely rings true to that of a true herd. Intensely secretive and guile; if you see him, you're inevitably destined to be dead within the next hundred heartbeats. Doesn't take killing lightly; may plan out one murder for many seasons, and then not be seen for seasons after he strikes. Seems to dissipate into shadows and henceforth return from them. Extremely fierce and tenacious; when he intends to kill, he won't relent until his victim is dead. Supercilious and domineering; believes himself to be a hundred times superior to any lead stallion in physical and mental aspects.
Color: True Black Mule.
Markings: Hundreds of small silver scars adorn his flanks as proof of his many battles.
Description of bodily attributes: Utterly massive black johnny. Extremely muscular and tall. Thick mane and tail. Looks nothing like a burro, but he is a mule. Extremely sharp hooves from many seasons of him sharpening them on rocks. Eerie reddish eyes that never seem to show any white around the edges.
Mate/crush (please specify which): *None*
Parents: He probably killed them.
Siblings: Probably killed them too.
Foals: *None*
History:
No one knows his name.
No living horse has ever seen him.
They've only seen his trace.
And his trace is death.
Not a single equine even is wary of his existence.
That's because no living equine even knows he exists.
The massive mule has remained a creature of shadows for the entirety of his interminable existence, a devious figment of night that none even know lurks around.
But, to keep himself this way, the ruthless Sintemaza has become a guile schemer of his serial midnight killings.
When he finally decides upon an ideal target, the malevolent johnny will spend entire seasons perfecting his trap, working out any possible hitches before he even so much as lifts a hoof. Once he insolates his victim, kills by the light of a cold moon, and guilely sets a false scent-trail, Sintemaza will dissipate into the shadows immediately as the herd's fear is roused by the unexpected death. He will wait until the terrified consternation dies down; when ears stop swiveling at every suspicious crunch through the brambles and when every hoof stops bolting at every intimidating shadow.Until the death is completely chalked up to a mere accident, a fact of life.
Until the victim is forgotten or merely added to the long, inevitable line of:
Just a hapless victim of the cruel elements or canine predation.
Oh, little do they know....
Sintemaza has taken well over a hundred equines' lives in his interminable lifetime, easily more. He is possibly the greatest foe of both herds combined simply because there is no rhyme or reason to his meticulously calculated killings. But when he does strike, Sintemaza may very well not arise from the concealing sanctuary of the night again for another ten seasons....
He kills without question, and upon sight; perhaps so that, amongst his insatiable bloodlust, he remains just that- a mocked rustle, a scorned scent, a shadow in the corner of one's eye....
Something not to be feared.
Until it strikes.
The half-burro, half-horse may have the appearance, ferocity, and size of a stallion, but his cunning is that of a true burro.
He is no mere villain.
Sintemaza is a diabolical mastermind.
Other: He has an even deeper element to his history that is TBR....
Username: HeavensHens88

(PHEW!!!!!
I.
AM.
DONE.
SINTEMAZA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RW, I REALLY HOPE HE'S PERMISSIBLE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!! )

THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME!!!!!! Is Sintemaza accepted, Zelda?

 

[PeepersMama]

Flood turned away from the tree line towards the uprunner camp, slowing to a majestic walk. He arched his neck and flagged his tail slightly, as he paraded silently down the row of tepees. A young uprunner stuck its head out of one of them, and stared at the powerful stallion. An older one appeared beside it and howled with rage, charging at Flood in an attempt to drive him away. Flood trumpeted a furious challenge, and sprinted toward the herd, his head low and his ears pinned, driving the band of mares toward the Paleblood.

 

[Frost bite88]

Flood turned away from the tree line towards the uprunner camp, slowing to a majestic walk. He arched his neck and flagged his tail slightly, as he paraded silently down the row of tepees. A young uprunner stuck its head out of one of them, and stared at the powerful stallion. An older one appeared beside it and howled with rage, charging at Flood in an attempt to drive him away. Flood trumpeted a furious challenge, and sprinted toward the herd, his head low and his ears pinned, driving the band of mares toward the Paleblood.

Pale Blood took his cue and ran towards the mares with his head lowered, he watched them swerve away from him and ran straight for the yearling Flood had pointed out earlier.

 

[HeavensHens88]

Name: Sintemaza ("Iron Tail"' in Sioux)
Age (in seasons): Unknown to even him because, for Sintemaza, time is of no value.
Herd: Rogue Johnny Mule
Gender: Male
Rank: N/A
Personality: In a single word-
Murderous. A malevolent assassin who cares absolutely nothing for justice or pity. Cold-blooded, cruel, intelligent, calculating, and utterly ruthless. Has never taken a single ally- rumored to have murdered those of his own blood- and never will. Enjoys killing immensely and takes satisfaction in hearing an equine's death shriek. Lives by the night. Despises the immaculate hierarchies of a herd and is secretly mortified that a former bunch of free rogues have begun to form another herd that loosely rings true to that of a true herd. Intensely secretive and guile; if you see him, you're inevitably destined to be dead within the next hundred heartbeats. Doesn't take killing lightly; may plan out one murder for many seasons, and then not be seen for seasons after he strikes. Seems to dissipate into shadows and henceforth return from them. Extremely fierce and tenacious; when he intends to kill, he won't relent until his victim is dead. Supercilious and domineering; believes himself to be a hundred times superior to any lead stallion in physical and mental aspects.
Color: True Black Mule.
Markings: Hundreds of small silver scars adorn his flanks as proof of his many battles.
Description of bodily attributes: Utterly massive black johnny. Extremely muscular and tall. Thick mane and tail. Looks nothing like a burro, but he is a mule. Extremely sharp hooves from many seasons of him sharpening them on rocks. Eerie reddish eyes that never seem to show any white around the edges.
Mate/crush (please specify which): *None*
Parents: He probably killed them.
Siblings: Probably killed them too.
Foals: *None*
History:
No one knows his name.
No living horse has ever seen him.
They've only seen his trace.
And his trace is death.
Not a single equine even is wary of his existence.
That's because no living equine even knows he exists.
The massive mule has remained a creature of shadows for the entirety of his interminable existence, a devious figment of night that none even know lurks around.
But, to keep himself this way, the ruthless Sintemaza has become a guile schemer of his serial midnight killings.
When he finally decides upon an ideal target, the malevolent johnny will spend entire seasons perfecting his trap, working out any possible hitches before he even so much as lifts a hoof. Once he insolates his victim, kills by the light of a cold moon, and guilely sets a false scent-trail, Sintemaza will dissipate into the shadows immediately as the herd's fear is roused by the unexpected death. He will wait until the terrified consternation dies down; when ears stop swiveling at every suspicious crunch through the brambles and when every hoof stops bolting at every intimidating shadow.Until the death is completely chalked up to a mere accident, a fact of life.
Until the victim is forgotten or merely added to the long, inevitable line of:
Just a hapless victim of the cruel elements or canine predation.
Oh, little do they know....
Sintemaza has taken well over a hundred equines' lives in his interminable lifetime, easily more. He is possibly the greatest foe of both herds combined simply because there is no rhyme or reason to his meticulously calculated killings. But when he does strike, Sintemaza may very well not arise from the concealing sanctuary of the night again for another ten seasons....
He kills without question, and upon sight; perhaps so that, amongst his insatiable bloodlust, he remains just that- a mocked rustle, a scorned scent, a shadow in the corner of one's eye....
Something not to be feared.
Until it strikes.
The half-burro, half-horse may have the appearance, ferocity, and size of a stallion, but his cunning is that of a true burro.
He is no mere villain.
Sintemaza is a diabolical mastermind.
Other: He has an even deeper element to his history that is TBR....
Username: HeavensHens88

(PHEW!!!!!
I.
AM.
DONE.
SINTEMAZA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RW, I REALLY HOPE HE'S PERMISSIBLE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!! )

THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME!!!!!! Is Sintemaza accepted, Zelda?

*Sighs* Nobody ever sees my posts.... :/

 

[ChickenMama6RIR]

barnie FURNITURE MOVING WITH MOM!!!)

Ugggggg furniture moving is the WORST! I've moved so many times and my mom rearranges the house so many times. I know how you feel Ash, I know. I do see your post BTW, but it wasn't my place to accept you ( I would have if I could've)and also I haven't been on here for like an hour. BTW I read Sintemaza's description... WOW!!! Talk about an AWESOME character! Scary

 

[HeavensHens88]

barnie FURNITURE MOVING WITH MOM!!!)

Ugggggg furniture moving is the WORST! I've moved so many times and my mom rearranges the house so many times. I know how you feel Ash, I know. I do see your post BTW, but it wasn't my place to accept you ( I would have if I could've)and also I haven't been on here for like an hour. BTW I read Sintemaza's description... WOW!!! Talk about an AWESOME character! Scary

I seriously have permission from Zelda to accept equine's forms on here- I'm tempted to accept him myself.

As for moving, I've moved 6....7...8...9....10....11....12....13....14- 14 TIMES SINCE I WAS BORN!!!!!!!
Explanation: A house we were renting when I was young burnt down a month after we moved in, then the next one flooded, and so forth...... We ended up moving 6 TIMES THAT YEAR!!!
Since my mom starting actually buying our houses, we've moved, eh, 4 times, finally ending up in a 2,800 SQ FT house with 13 acres- God's Land!!!!!

 

[CP Chicken]

"Wonderful!" Neighed Star light. She turned and started walking towards the stream, making sure that Moon Shade was following her.~ (Oh No! I have run out of conversation starters for the moment I don't know why I do that)

(I ran out of conversation too)

Moon Shade cantered alongside Star Light, attempting to hide his grin all the while. After coming back to camp and towards the stream, he received quite a few angered stares from his fellow herd members. He looked away nervously and drank from the stream. "How long have you been in this herd anyways?" He asked quietly.