 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
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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 |
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It just stood there enjoying the view with me lol |
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Character sheet! Full Name Prince Vincent Atlas Onveran –Ω– *Preferred Name: Vincent Onveran –Ω– Nickname(s) Received: Vince, Atlas, Sir, Prince, Your Majesty –Ω– Nicknames Given: If you want to give him a nickname, just tell me lol –Ω– Gender: Male –Ω– *Pronouns: He/him –Ω– *Sexuality: Bisexual | Likes men and women –Ω– Rank/position: Prince –Ω– Appearance: Hair - Vincent has red hair, not ginger but not vibrant red. His natural hair color is black, which seeps through at the roots. And red, which is seen throughout the rest of his hair. Vincent's hair is straight with loose curls around. He usually wears it in a half-up half-down style. His hair is usually held up with a thin rubber band type material. Eyes - Vincent has deep hazel eyes. They have specks of green in them and are surprisingly beautiful. Especially in the sun. His eyes have a certain sharp, hooded, and pointed drop to them. His eyes are very similar to his mother's. Skin - Vincent has pale skin since he doesn't get out much. Scars - Birthmarks - Vincent has only one freckle on his neck. It's the same as his fathers', which his mother despises. The freckle is at the base of his neck, under his Adam's apple. Build - Vincent is about 6'1, he has a slim figure and a smaller waist hen normal for men. He has a very fancy feel about him. He has long legs and average arms. His body is toned and he is quite strong despite being less bulky than his opponents. Tattoos - (I don't know if they had tattoos in this time period, so I'll leave it blank for now) Piercings - He has his ears pierced, which was required by his mother. Mainly so he and Stephanie matched. He doesn't mind them, he actually likes wearing earrings. Most of the time. Jewelry - He usually wears two topaz stud earrings, silver rings, and a silver cross necklace. –Ω– Personality: Vincent is very sarcastic. He spouts comments before he can think of them, he makes sparky remarks which usually result in being disciplined. Vincent can also be loyal and kind, but he's learned to wall himself off from those emotions. Since most of th timepeople are only friends with him for his status and wealth. (Will probably go on as his character shapes further) –Ω– Some questions I'll answer about Vincent: (Feel free to use these! And no one knows most of this, since it' just character info for Ponies heaven!! :D) Do they consider themselves skinny or fat: He sees himself as normal, if no, skinny. Do they have any birthmarks: WIP Date of birth: March 8/Pisces Introverted or Extroverted: Introverted What bad habits do they have: Doesn't think before speaking, (wip) What smells remind them of their childhood: Expensive fabric, tea, horses –Ω– Strengths: +Riding+ +Sword fighting+ +Swimming+ +Archery+ –Ω– Weaknesses: -Climbing- -Running- -Iron- -Fire- –Ω– *Likes: !Spring! !Autumn! !Riding! !Majesty! !Cats! –Ω– *Dislikes: –Ω– Relationship Status: Single –Ω– *Crush: Sage - Alive –Ω– *Significant Other: None –Ω– *Exes: Princess Emmeline Janice Kilnar - They broke up because Vincent likes men - she still loves him Princess Flora Isabelle Rinhearth - They broke up because Vincent likes men - She still loves him (manly for the higher amount of luxury she could get from bring his queen) –Ω– Non-Familial Relations: Sage - Friend/Crush/Partner - Alive Princess Emmeline Janic Kilnar - Ex - Alive Princess Flora Isabelle Rinhearth - Ex - Alive Jackson White - Friend/butler - Alive Hillary Bren - Friend/maid - Alive –Ω– Familial Relations: King Denton T Onveran - Father - Alive - Also very old style, his methods of discipline varies but he believes that physical punishment is more effective. Queen Linary G Onveran - Mother - Alive - Very old style of punishment and discipline. She often hits Vincent and Stephanie as their discipline. Princess Stephanie K Onveran - Sister - Alive - She is a very kind princess and person in general. Almost everyone loves her and she gets attention from many prince's for marriage proposals. Her and Vincent have a good relationship. –Ω– Other: Vincent is quick and agile, usually using a dagger or two instead of a sword. He has learned to be quite silent footed from sneaking around the palace. Vincent goes out roaming the palace at night. He has an old map of the palace and is making a new one. He's trying to find all the rooms and hiding places and creaky floorboards and hidden passages. |
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Name: Sage Gender: Male Age: 19 years Appearance: Messy black hair that falls over his eyes (he uses it to kinda hide behind), golden amber eyes, Somewhat shorter than average (5' 4"), very tan skin since he lives out working in the fields, lots of scars but the most obvious is one down his left cheek, Very slim and light (About 160 pounds since food is a bit scarce and he works all day but gets paid almost nothing), Although he's slim he's still muscular (more refined than bulky), gives off an air of power and/or menace, has a low voice that is quiet and scratchy, he wears tattered and thin clothes which are covered in mud, blood, and who knows what else, his clothes are worn as well because he is of a very low class so he wears pretty much the same thing all the time. He could have a menacing figure, however he knows his place and normally obeys orders, carrying himself with the submissive body language of your perfect servant. He has some tattoos and piercings as well. Links are below! Personality: Very mistrusting because of his backstory, would generally rather be alone than with people, he comes across as cold/rude/uncaring, he's very blunt and a bit crude, he's very stubborn and an extremely good fighter, when fighting he just jumps in without thinking, very hot-headed with a bad temper, tries not to get too attached to anyone, but once he forms a relationship he is very loyal and protective, he has no qualms about killing anyone/anything Weaknesses: Hot-headedness (he often gets hurt or in trouble because of it), he's very untrusting so he doesn't like to accept help, he gets flashbacks (mostly from his father, who he doesn't get along with) from his past which affects him greatly in a very negative way Strengths: Hunting, fighting, very skilled in sneaking around, knows the streets and forests nearby well so he's great at hiding, very quick and agile, very strong Other: He lives in a shack outside by the fields with the rest of the servants (until he's brought in to aide the prince). He has plans to kill the prince at some point, as the royal family has treated him and many others wrongly, and he despises them. More on this will come up in the rp. |
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Great! Do you mind starting? |
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I'm heading off for bed at the moment, it's late here (sorry Ive just been super busy today lol) but will start in the morning! :) |
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Alright just start whenever! I'll probably be adding random things to Vincents backstory |
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Lol, same here, there's more to add picture wise but I'll start now :) |
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Sage was wandering through the rows of crops, picking the berries off of the bushes as he went, tossing them into the buckets he was carrying around. It was a hot day, and sunny....and it had rained the night before so the fields he and the other field workers were pretty much living in were just...mud. smelly, dirty, heavy mud. And the buckets he was carrying around weren't much lighter. The bugs were terrible too, though the one good thing about mud caking his skin was that the bites didn't often reach his skin. The sun did though, baking the mud to him and causing sores to develop when he moved. It wasn't ideal, but after years of this sort of work he'd developed plenty of calluses and a high pain tolerance. He'd simply become used to it, he supposed, having been doing this practically since he could walk. It was around ten in the morning or so, which meant it would only get hotter, and most likely more humid as well. He wiped the beads of sweat out of his eyes, pushing his mess of tangled hair out of his eyes best he could while reaching for the full buckets, moving them to dump it all into the trough sort of thing where they collected it all. He eyes the guards watching them wearily....They were bored too, and they took their entertainment from turning any wrong move on the servants end into a beating of some sort. The prince was supposed to choose a new servant to bring to the castle with him....so the guards were doing their job with a show-off sort of way. Which had meant more beatings already. He'd already lingered there too long....and they were looking his direction, so he quickly picked his head and headed back out to the fields, already exhausted but knowing he had many more hours to work still. |
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Prince Vincent Omveran –Ω– Vincent sighed gently, his gaze lingering over the forests out his windows. The trees stretched all the way to the large snow coated mountains in the distant. It was shocking they still had snow, despite the sun beating down on the kingdom. He heard a knock at his door and turned to face the large, ornate door, hinted with gold accents. "Yes?" He called to the door, curious as to who may be there. The door opened and a head Of brown hair peeked through, Jackson. Vincent sighed gently in relief as Jackson pushed the door further open. "Sir, your mother has requested you." He said and Vincent stiffened considerably. "... right. Where is she, Jackson?" He asked, pushing off his window ledge and stepping away from the large windows. Vincent approached Jqckson, who looked up at him with an eyebrow raised. "She's in the dining hall." He said, gesturing for Vincent to follow as he walked from the room. Vincent took one more shuddering breath and followed Jackson out, running a hand through his red hair nervously. Jackson and Vincent reached the dining hall and Vincent dismissed Jackson, who went off to do other things. Vincent turned toward the door, straightening his collar and sleeve cuffs and finally wrapping a hand around the door handle. It was an intricate, gold design, and looked very expensive. Vincent pushed down on the handle, pushing the door open. Slipping inside he shut the door behind him then turned, walking down the long dining table to the end of the room, where his mother was seated in an arm chair, reading as she sat near the fireplace. Which had nothing burning. He wondered why she didn't just go to the living room, but quickly diminished the thought. Vincent sat across from his mother, body language tense and uncomfortable. Much to his delight, his mother didnt seem to notice. "Hello, Vincent. I expect you know what today is?" She asked him, eyes still pointed at her book. Vincent gulped nervously. "Yes, I do, mother." Vincent replied with a curt nod. His mother look up, studying him. "Good. You will not be going." She said, her voice sharp. Vincent blinked in confusion. "But it is only right I go to pick out my new servant+" He argued, earning a curt glare from his mother which shut him up. "Your father and I will go. You will get who we choose. I do not want some slave girl around my son." She said bitterly. Vincent could only nod as he stood. "Yes mother." He mumbled. His mother went back to her book. "Good. You're dismissed." She said coldly. Vincent turned to the doors, walking back down the table, his breath held tight in his throat. Once he stepped from the room and had shut the large door, he let out the shaky breath. It was a tradition... why was he being refused it? It was odd if anything. Maybe they thought he would pick a girl. He didn't know by now. Walking toward the first living room, he sat on one of the couches overlooking the fields and carriage house. His eyebrows furrowed at all the working humans and looked away, sighing in defeat. He couldn't do much. Except sulk when he heard the trumpets sounding of his mother and father going off to the fields. Vincent stood, running a hand through his red and black hair, looking around once again. He then set off to look for his sister. |
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