Post by Rosalie Scarlet Dresden on Jul 9, 2010 14:25:07 GMT -6
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PoisonIvybonjour, my name is Darby. i've got sixteen
tracks spinning on my record. i've got serious skill 'cause i've been roleplaying for nine years and i live in the central timezone.
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registerd as , Poison Ivy
barn name , Ivy
age, thirteen
gender , Mare
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breed , Belgian Warmblood
height , 16 hands
color , Grey Dapple
markings , 4 black stockings ; black muzzle
main/tail color , black
other marks , A branded pinwheel of horse heads given to all Belgian Warmbloods. A couple scars here and there
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discipline , Jumper to earn money, but a pleasure horse most of the time
rider level , Intermediate to Advance
overall personality , As a filly Ivy was filled with a raging fire, something that most stallions carry. Her little body didn't have the strength yet, but she had all the energy she needed. She took kindly to the young Rose, treating her with a special grace, like a teacher would treat a favorite pupil. She refused to be broken most of the time, but she loved to learn. Though she was difficult she dove right into her lessons, quickly learning what was requested of her. She didn't like the fact of a rider much, she held her temper most of the time without a whip. But when she was pushed, she pushed back. She took kindly to the females that were around her, but never really trusted many males.
She was always a high strung, brave mare that jumped into anything without fear. Sadly, now she is broken and has crumbled. The result of abuse she has lost a lot of her trust for anyone, shying away from loud noises or sudden movements. Her once loud whinny has dialed down a couple of decibals and now can only be heard as she calls her foals to her. Though she will nuzzle Rose it has taken a lot of time and determination to get to that point. She is still unridable by anybody that is not experienced with troubled horses. She shys and jumps at everything and it takes an experienced rider to hold her in place. If you have the time and patience you could probably get her to eat a carrot or two from your hand, but that's only if you have a free day or not. She is slowly coming around but she will never be that hot tempered horse she once was.
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sire , Poison Strikes the Heart
dam , A Scratchless Itch
offspring , 2 unregistered unknown foals ; Tainted Blood - Colt yearling
history , Ivy lived with a breeder and arrogant man for the first year and a half of her life. He was a rude rough man that only bought horses for the fact that he had the money too. He didn't know how to ride very well and was always smacking the horses to hard. She was later sent to Rosalie's grandmother's farm and taken care of for nearly six years. There she was broken in and taught the basics of jumping. She was well taken care of secretly by Rose for the fact that she was still a young horse. then one day she was taken back to the old man's farm where he insisted that he spent thousands of dollars for a worthless horse that would do nothing but brood. She was bred to a dark stallion, giving a wonderful little filly who was ruthlessly taken from her and sold. Then she was sold to another man, in a small, overcrowded barn. There she was kept for several months, before being sold again. This time the stable was even more crowded, filled with tons of mares and foals, two stallions in the back stalls. There she was bred again, having another little girl. As soon as she was weaned she was taken away as poor Ivy starved. None of the horses were well taken care of, the foals barely able to stand. A lot of horses died, and were just drug out to the back field. This scared Ivy but she could do nothing about it. A while later, the man was caught and they were all carted away and shoved into a small pen where people claimed them and took them off. The sick were cared for, all of them fed. Then one day Rose showed up, taking several others. Ivy heard her old name but didn't recognize the face that called to her. She was loaded into the ladie's trailer and taken to her stable where she was fed and nursed back to health. She was taken care of greatly and retaught how to jump. She's been there about 3 years and loves every bit of it. She had delivered a fine stout colt nearly two years ago, who runs around in the paddock with her.
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mmkay. so this application hurr was made by AMANDA IN WONDERLAND !? of caution. steal it or take off this credit, and i shall hunt you down and eat your insides! lyrics credit to lily allen. Code made by above, ideas in app tweaked by Legaleen.
