Post by >>savvy ♥ on May 2, 2009 8:32:15 GMT -5
SOMMERSET
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
Its the loneliest number since the number one
No is the saddest experience you'll ever know
Yes is the saddest experience you'll ever know
cause one is the loneliest number that you'll ever know
one is the loneliest number even worst then two
Name: Sommerset
Call her: Sommer
Age: Six and a half long years
Gender: Mare
Mate: None at the moment.
Alliance: Neutral/Dark
Coloring: Palomino
Father: Wany (location unknown)
Mother: Debrane (alive; somewhere.)
Offspring: None, fortunately.
personality;;
Danger, deception, intelligence, and beauty all wrapped up into one stunning palomino package. She's got a rougher, tougher edge to her. A quick tongue that jests most of the time, usually at the expense of others. Her humor is harsh and rather offending at this point. That's only if she doesn't like you. Have you gotten deep enough that you're closer to her than usual? That may be good seeing as she's not as big of a bitch.
Usually.
She's much more daring and takes more risks than your first expected. She has this crazy need to do stupid sometimes dangerous things and really doesn't give a damn what you think of her anymore. She's not afraid of death anymore, it's come so close in the past that she'll go on to heaven or hell with ease these days. Most likely hell. No longer does she play innocent at this point; you see the real her, the bitchy mare that would tear your head off if you yank her from her precious solitude and the fantasy world that has formed in her twisted mind, the mind that thinks things it shouldn't, and wants things that it should not have.
What is this fantasy world, you ask? Why, she is of course the princess, and her prince comes along to save her from her solitude, make it better, and restore the way things were before. The prince is her beloved, er, hated, Matran. Deep in her twisted heart she still wants him, or maybe the pain that came with him. Yet another explanation of why she's so free to screw with stallions these days without shame. It's only gone as far as almost giving her a foal once, and she's mostly just a tease now. Or is she? In her little world everything is ideal, everything is crystal clear, and she has no problems. Her grasp on reality may soon be slipping away.
appearance;;
Sommer's coat is a shining golden palomino stretched over a solidly built body. Her pelt glimmers with every strike of the sunlight, big chocolate doe eyes glimmer with interest at every passing thing. Mane and tail are long, silky, and a pale creamy white color typical of her type. Her markings consist of a simple white blaze streaking down her face, a white stockings encase her strong hind legs. Like most, her body shines with silver and pink scars in the most random places. The most memorable one must but the pale pink line on the right side of her neck.
history;;
Way to long my friends, find it here: sommerset-days.webs.com/index.htm