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Equus is a wild horse RPG set in a post apocalyptic city. About 80 years had passed since a virus and a nuclear attack had been launched. WE DO NOT TOLERATE STEALING AT ANY TIME. IF YOU ARE CAUGHT, YOU WILL BE BANNED. ALSO THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO CHALLENGING WHATSOEVER ALLOWED HERE. READ THE RULES!!

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The city has been abandoned. No humans live here. About 9 years ago, a horrible and destructive disease spread through here, affecting all the humans. Also, just before the humans vanished, the government launched a nuclear attack, killling every human alive. The horses were exposed to the radiation, and they ended up becoming immune to things. Though, they're not mutant, they are indestructable. The horses are free to roam over every inch of the land, wandering into cities. The city itself, lies in ruins and shambles. But what happened, instead of the equines banding together, they ended up separating and creating three main herds. These three main herds rule certain parts of the city. While there are subherds, these three herds are actually fighting against one another, wanting to be the one main survial herd in the city. They despise each other and will often resent anyone who associates with them.

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    « Thread Started on Sept 22, 2008, 7:06pm »    		[Quote]
    Horses Name: Devils Dscipline
    Horses Breed: Friesian/Shire Mix
    Height: 17 hands
    Pelt Color: Black
    Mane/Tail color:
    Personality: Evil, conniving, blood-thirsty
    Stallion who loves to tease mares and challenge other stallions. Starts fights for no reason, mainly due to his thirst for blood. Believes that lights were put here for his entertainment even though he hates everything about them. Wishes purely to find a place of his own and a mare that would suit his dark lifestyles. Thinks that to be a dark you must be born from dark blood and live in dark blood. No regret in what he does even if he takes a life it matters nothing to him. His life is more important than others. Personally thinks that lights that have been converted into darks are worse than lights themselves. Neutrals, well, he believes that if a dark was to convert into a neutral, their sanity should be questioned. To him being truly dark is the only way of life that is worth living. Besides his hates he likes the simple pleasure of being a dark, such as letting the night caress you with her long dark fingers, and the only warmth you should feel is that of the pitch blackness that envelops you at night. He is one who takes his dark lifestyle more serious than others. Anything that a light, or heaven forbid a neutral, would do he looks upon with disdain.
    History: My past is one that I share often, with myself,
    myself, and only myself. Others may look at me and think they know it all, but
    they don't even know what I do. They can't even imagine what I lived through.
    Thinking about it is more of a torture than living it sometimes. Just one
    glance, and it's all coming back to life. A long time ago, maybe when I was just
    being weaned, it happened. We were ambushed, not by nature, by aliens. Things
    that sat upon our kind and lashed and kicked them, pulling at their heads with
    these long connections making them gag and then run. They came in the night,
    cloaked by blackness. No one knew this would happen, know one knew it <i>could
    </i>happen. It did. 'Stampede!' was my first thought when we awoke and felt the
    thundering below us. 'Death.' was my second. In a fragment of a fragment's
    fragment it struck, with whips and ropes that clung to the skin. They came like
    a lion and went out like a tornado filled with lions. One by one they killed
    them. Before my eyes and next to me, my entire herd was massacred, for what?
    That is what still remains in the dark. My mother lost her life getting me out
    of harms way. My father lost his trying to save my mother. They both died,
    beaten to death by whips and sticks and loud things that rang through our ears.
    How I got away I did not know. When I did I never stopped. I carried on through
    the night and the next day. Until I collapsed. Only to wake and find myself more
    exhausted then before. I stayed there for days, to weak to move, to dead to
    live. Then a dark stallion came across me, his mare had just lost her weanling
    to a mountain lion and was too depressed to do much. I brought her out of that
    depression as she mothered me to life again. I repaid my thanks the next month
    when I abandoned them both. I knew if I stayed for long those things, those
    monsters would catch up and kill me. So that's my life up to now. Kept moving in
    the same direction. It's been 2 years or so and I've stopped my constant
    migration, I still move, just not as much. My story was told once and it was
    good enough, I only tell it for answers, to my questions, why did that do that.
    The best answer that was given was, drugs, alcohol, and teenagers. After that I
    knew if I told it every time I met somebody I would become a crazed stallion
    with matted hair that walked backwards to make sure nobody followed him. I'm
    still crazy, but I walk forwards and bath whenever I need to. In ways I'm no
    different than the average dark. I was born dark, stick to no main place, unless
    I have company, hate all other alignments, and live with no fear or joy. Other
    nightmares are my life, my nightmares are my lifeline. Remaining dark has kept
    me alive, lights would forget and forgetting would make me seem non-thankful for
    my parents deed. Don't get me wrong it might have been better if I died, but not
    like that. So that's why I am like I am.

    Markings:None
    Age:3
    Alliance: Dark

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