04:11:17 EP Oh Yay! My boy Stormbringer is a spotlighted horse today! -HEE Click- |
03:54:49 It seems like the only reason to have that type food is for allergies, but he is only having gallbladder issues. |
03:54:37 Versa I'll PM you! <3 Easier to explain there |
03:54:01 @Versa, it is for my cat. He has been having gallbladder issues and the vet wants to put him on a hydrolyzed diet, but I don't understand why. |
03:53:36 Versa Revel, Which kind of animal? If cat, I've gone through lots of brands when I was working at a rescue |
03:53:08 Anyone here familiar with pet food? |
03:52:08 Green|Gren|Grenlin -HEE Click- Got him some art! |
03:51:50 Terici/Dino/Trish Do not discuss other online Games, or pc/console/mobile Games of a similar nature (animal games) |
03:51:16 Terici/Dino/Trish oh hey, just a heads up you cant discuss other animal games at all, even if theyre not horse games :) |
03:49:25 DD (#2) Versa, yeah, there's nothing weird about that, like he's just trying to find things at this point - Trish, damn! You've raised a teenager lol! |
03:49:23 Pinetree / Pine How can I access what other people are selling? I forgot lol |
03:48:54 [1k+ brindles] Angel Lol Trish mine is 7 today |
03:48:09 Terici/Dino/Trish oh, this account is 13 today damn |
03:44:36 Myth/Crowley/Grinch DD It just stood there enjoying the view with me lol |
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I may change this later as I need to go reread a couple of things and it's still a WIP so let's see Name: King Crosby II Age: 22 Physical characteristics: Soft pale blue hues, almost matching tropical water color, Dark deep dirty blonde color, he has a light pale skin with freckles that roam his body, showing up in clusters than fading very prominent from his under eyes to his nose and across. He is 6'2 and has a tall slender build not very bulky as one could say. Personality: He's kind to his subjects, he's very well liked but behind close doors many call him a prick, and cold. Hes forceful, not very likeable though his charming features. Many believe that he's almost mad, but the psychiatric doctor says otherwise. Crosby likes his job, and takes it well, he doesn't care what comes in his way. He especially cares for his women subjects, he loves his mother but yet so the ladies that visit him from afar. Though many call him unlikeable the pretty ones seem to shine their way into his cold heart. Edited at May 25, 2024 10:14 PM by Da Smexy Sheep
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Ilyana Sera Whyte "Ily" Female / 23 / Straight Born to peasant farmers in the Kingdom of Reyes, Ilyana grew up the normal life any poor child would, that was until an altercation revealed the powerful abilities that hid within her. She was soon chased outside the Kingdom at just the age of 6, barely clinging to life in the forests outside the Kingdom. Personality Ilyana is not one to appear in the public eye anymore, hiding herself deep within the forests beyond to Kingdom to live in solitude. She is a loner and prefers life this way. No attention, no drama, just peace and quiet. Though she is a secluded person who can seem cold at first, she has a mother's soul. She cares deeply about those around her who treat her with respect, especially anything ill or injured. She gives her whole heart to treat them as best as she can, providing for them first before herself. Though she can seem like a very well organized person, it does take its toll. She is hard on herself, pushing herself to the limits to make sure things are finished before spending the time to relax. With this comes her fiery temper that can flare when others try and mess with her set schedule and ways, she cares deeply about the ways she has created to run things smoothly. Appearance Ilyana is a stunning woman, which can be quite a shock when people see what she is and how she lives. She does not care about her beauty, she says the mind and soul is more attractive than looks. Her long, thick, curls can almost always be found tied up with ribbon out of her face. Her tanned skin soft and subtly with the occasional scar from work and fights. The most predominant feature of Ilyana is the thick scar across her right arm from a nasty fight. Ilyana tends to stick to simple shirts and pants while she works, the occasional dress can be found but normally only if her other clothes are dirty. Always some sort of weapon can be found on her person, whether that be a small dagger, her bow and quiver or her sword. Qualities Good Qualities ~ Smart - Ilyana is a very smart woman, able to easily come up with solutions. She uses her mind before her moves. ~ Skilled - Ilyana has the ability to defend herself if time comes where it is needed. She tends to use her physical skills first before abilities. ~ Caring - Ilyana has a mother's soul, always wanting to care for those around her. Bad Qualities ~ Temper - Ilyana can get stressed easily in certain situations and her temper will flare, causing her to lash out. She never truly means it, but her words can hurt. ~ Emotions - Ilyana can easily be swayed when it comes to playing with her emotions and feelings. Likes and Dislikes Likes ~ Sword fighting and Archery ~ Cooking ~ Flying ~ Animals Dislikes ~ People ~ Whining ~ The Ocean Family Father Ezo Whyte Sorcerer Male / 60 Mother Mira Whyte Female / Deceased Lover None Abilities Ilyana is a powerful being, some would say a God, yet she has not seen her true power. Currently she has simple abilities such as moving small objects, healing very superficial wounds and communicating with animals she has bonds with. A new power she has found is creating a "Dream" realm. She can send herself or others into what feels like a new world, which is only in the mind yet it feels real physically. Ilyana's powers are much more than this, but she has not figured it out. Using her abilities does drain her physically, so she must be sparse. Other Ilyana has quite the special companion that is almost always by her side. During her travels one day she found a lone egg buried in ice, a dragons egg. She took it home to keep as a decoration, but the heat from her fireplace soon brought the creature to life. Now her and her companion Diaval live for each other. They have a mental bond that cannot be broken, the two inseparable. Edited at May 25, 2024 09:08 PM by ANTIDOTE
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Mentions: Guards, Queen ' ' ' Crosby when are you getting married, I bring you princesses from EVERYWHERE, Germany, Ireland, France, but yet you flirt with them and throw them out. ' ' ' the Queen shouted, her face looked red as a tomato her blood was boiling and Crosby could see it ' ' ' Mother ' ' ' the king spoke sternley ' ' ' I marry who I please, these women prancing around me and praising me like I'm some god, like please I'm sure mad but not stupid ' ' ' he rolled his colored hues. The Queen stood and stormed out of the room, ' ' ' Charlotte I swear ' ' ' Crosby bellowed from deep in his core.
The king sat in a pillowy red velvet colored chair, he ruffled his hair in fustration. He stood and stormed to the back of the room reaching behind the soft, large curtain to pull a dark yellow string ' ' ' Burley ' ' ' he spoke staring out the window over the kingdom ' ' ' Call the carriage ' ' ' he softly spoke but sounded uneasy ' ' ' Yes s- ' ' ' Burley began to talk but was soon cut off ' ' ' NOW ' ' ' shouted the red haired man. Edited at May 25, 2024 08:42 PM by Da Smexy Sheep
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The morning was calm and quiet, the sun's amber rays filtering through the arms of the trees. The air was cool, the perfect temperature for the late summer season as fall crept closer and closer. The green leaves grasped onto their bright colors as oranges and browns fought to take over. Everything was quiet, just the sounds of the breeze and the occasional bird calling to others filling the air. Her footsteps were soft, strategic as the brunette traveled, her slender frame covered in a dark green cloak to blend in. Winter was not far away which meant it was time to stock up on her dried meats, with two mouths to feed, one being much larger in proportions, it was the perfect time to get a head start. Ilyana carried herself carefully, her soft brown eyes tracking everything around her. Her arms kept hold of her bow, an arrow notched and ready to fire. She had been tracking a herd of deer the last few hours, the trails and tracks bringing her close to the edge of the forests. She hated nearing the edges, scared someone might find her, but she needed to prepare. Nothing went to waste, meat for eating, bones for weapons and meal for the crops, pelts for clothes, everything had its value. She knew once she reached the edge of the forests there was no where else to go, the deer refused to run into wide open lands. It was just a matter of catching up on them, and by the signs of the fresh tracks she was close. It had been not long after that she heard the sounds of footsteps and leaves, not far ahead was a single buck. His antlers stood tall and wide, his soft brown pelt reflecting the suns light. She hated killing innocent animals, but it was the only way. She stood her ground, hiding her body behind a slim trunk as she watched, aiming her arrow as the buck grazed. Taking a breath the arrow went soaring, a perfect shot to the heart in seconds. The animal did not suffer, it was a quick and painless death. Ilyana stepped forward, kneeling beside the creature as she rested her hand on its side. "Thank you for your harvest" She whispered quietly, giving the buck respect before pulling the arrow from its side. Wiping the blood on the grass below to keep the blood from drying, she slipped it back into her quiver. It was not long before a low grumble was heard in the distance, the ground below shivering as something neared. Appearing from behind was Diaval, an enormous beast that slipped through the trees to his master's side. His sharp claws took hold of the creature below as Ilyana climbed on top, ready for the journey home to prep the buck for the winter. She was a prepared person, everything had to go perfect that way their was no struggle during one of the harshest times of the year. Brushing her hair back, she enjoyed the soft breeze that began to guide them home, luckily today had been peaceful, or so that is what she thought.
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Mentions: Open This is going to be a bit short so lacking details cause i gotta get to work and dont wanna leave you hanging . Crosby stared blankly as Burley motioned for a large silver and gold carriage with metal work around the frame. The two jet black pelted stallions trotted up heads tossing and mouth foaming. Burley walked towards the cabin opening the door than staring straight into the castles walls. Crosby lifted his gaze and eagerly stepped into the carriage feeling it rock.' ' ' Burley, tell the coach to make it quick I want to head to ireland up north ' ' ' his green eyes shot at the man ' ' ' Yes sir ' ' ' Burley nodded submissively as he turned around and shouted at the man, then shutting the door harshly as he sat across from the king and stared down towards his boots. . They were off the clopping of the horses hooves as they hurried along a cobblestone path up north. An hour into the ride they entered a thick lush forrest, with tall trees and eary noises. Soon Crosby heard overlaping hooves and glanced out the window to see 7 men dressed in black attemping to grab onto his carriage. ' ' ' BURLEY! THEIVES ' ' ' The king exclaimed visiously opening the door handle as one of the men jumped onto him. ' ' ' UNHAND ME! ' ' ' he shouted angryly as he was forced to the ground with knee across his neck. ' ' ' Shut up ' ' ' A thick irish accent spoke as he felt a loud pounding and everything went black. . He didnt know how long he was there, but he suddlenly woke both carriages were gone it was just him and Burley and a bloody head. He reached up with his hand and felt blood pouring down his forehead. .' ' ' Stay here Burley im going to find a pond or some sort of water ' ' ' the king growled as he stood and trailed into a thick brush forrest. Edited at May 27, 2024 09:32 PM by Da Smexy Sheep
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