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TashaWasha [2010-02-28 09:54:36 +0000 UTC]

I'd like to try for number 2: [link] xD
I LOVE that design!

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swankie [2009-11-04 16:46:54 +0000 UTC]

ooh i love number two but i see it says the adoption is over?

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Diikae [2009-10-04 21:12:51 +0000 UTC]

I'm thinking design number 2 might be a good fit for my asian storm goddess...perhaps...if I could add some lightning bolts to her? That would kind of determine my application for her..What butterfly is number 2 anyhow?

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Jahpan [2009-09-29 21:43:07 +0000 UTC]

1 and 2 are really neat!^^

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native-feathers [2009-09-05 22:54:03 +0000 UTC]

[link]
I dont know if you got it before hand, it's awful, though.

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Drizzel [2009-09-04 18:47:56 +0000 UTC]

I absolutely love these designs but mostly number 2, so I had to try for him.
[link] The form is in the artist comments
I hope it's all ok

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hypnocampus [2009-08-27 21:50:03 +0000 UTC]

I am loving #2 his / her tail is just like a butterfly proboscis!

Gorgeous designs

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TehPage [2009-08-22 04:35:13 +0000 UTC]

If he's still available, I just HAVE to try for #3. He's just TOOO CUTE! *plays with little antenai*


Name: Beneth
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Unknown
Age: Forgotten
Personality: Unsure, nervous, kind, forgiving. He's terribly afraid of the dark after his "rebirth" and can't be left alone for long in shadowy places without having a nervous break down. He can be slightly clingy, fearful of loosing anything else in his "new" life.
History: *really wanted to play in a "butterfly" effect here, so I hope you enjoy* Beneth had been a proud and brave stallion once. The leader of a grand and massive herd. His appearance had been much different back then, being a olive green palamino with flowing ebony locks. He was the pride, and savoir of his "people". But that all changed one day. A terrible scurge came down upon his herd. A poisonous fog began to escape from a nearby canyon, sickening the equine killing the weakest, from new foals, to ageing elders. Beneth knew he had to save his people, and so he adorned a special cleansing herb over his muzzle, and entered the canyon to discover what was distroying his family. Once there he came across a terrifiying arachnid-like mare. She smiled welcomingly to him and beconed him closer. Beneth demanded to know what she was, and why she was killing his valley, but before he could get an answer, the mare blew a strange mist into his eyes, and slamed herself against the crumbling walls of her den. An avalance of rocks rained down on Beneth, burring him in stone. He was complete and well, but hidden below his earthen cocoon, the spider mares poison worked it's magic. Weeks passed, and at last Beneth felt strong enough to push his way free. Those long dark days in the blackness Beneth had lost his memory in the horrific and tormenting hallusinations he suffered. Once he emerged, he was a stallion changed, in more ways than one. His appearance had changed to resemble that of a butterfly, and he was not the hero he'd once been. When he emerged the mare was there to greet him. She explained that this transformation was what she fed on. Equine who adorned insect like traits were her only food source, and though the process was long and tedious, the end result was well worth it. Confused, and lost, Beneth knew nothing other than his own name, and so knew not of what the mare spoke. As she neared him to feast, in terror he emited a strange dust. Something he'd not been capable of in his past life. The dust was a poison, absorbed from his many months living in the valley. Though the mare had created the poison herself to lure unsuspecting "hero's" to her den, when it had metastisized in his body during his metamorphosis, it had changed, and now, was most fowl, and toxic, killing the creature almost instantly. Terrified Beneth fled the canyon, and the poison gas of the mare stopped. Beneth saw his herd in the distance, but did not know them. Fearful he fled. When the fog cleared, the herd felt sure that the weeks since they're leader had disapeared had finally paid off, and he'd come through for them. A memorial was errected for him at the canyons entrance, never suspecting that he still lived, somewhere. Now Beneth, unaware of his heroic history, wanders in solitude, desperately seeking answers to his forgotten past.
*WOW< sorry, that just sorta exploded out of me randomly, hope you manged to read all that XD*
Extra: Nothing, he's perfect!

Gonna start a quick piccy for him PRONTO, I'm soooo in love with this design and character *I'll use this story for someone else if I don't get him XD* Thanks for the chance again!

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native-feathers [2009-08-16 21:34:37 +0000 UTC]

I wanted to draw just a quick draft I had in mind of the horse I applied for, but I have a question, would you mind if it was on lined paper for now? I'm out of paper and we won't be getting any for a while. And I really want to draw him. <3

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nightxfalling [2009-08-16 03:06:04 +0000 UTC]

Oh my goodness! You come up with the most gorgeous designs ever
I must try for number two. The design is just way too fantastic to pass by~! I'll have the form up hopefully by tomorrow since I have to go to sleep now, and maybe even a picture a little later!

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RochelleRoberts [2009-08-15 21:35:54 +0000 UTC]

[link]
There's a pic I came up with, along with the adoption info. :3

Name: Chehalis (meaning beating heart ((originally spelled))
Gender: Female
Breed: Steppe Horse
Age:5
Personality: Curious, loving and serenely calm

History: (I know I know, I'm mixing cultures across time and space. Just deal with it until you read the whole story :3)
Chehalis was the name of his dearly departed wife, and unfortunately, with every beat of his heart, he remembered her. He wished it would just break into pieces so he wouldn’t have to feel any longer. He wandered aimlessly through the moors of his homeland, directly against the wishes of his clans matriarch, but unwilling to yield again to anything but his own will. Exhausted from the long night of sleepless wishing and devout prayer to his gods, he stumbled often resulting in the numerous seeping wounds on his flesh. The horizon was cloudy and bleak, though from tears or the elements he couldn’t distinguish. At last, he had made it to their secret place. A small glade where, in their youth, they would dream of impossible creatures. Her favorite was always his idea of a lovely mare in a coat with impossible colors; adorned with wings so she could never be captured or tamed. How he wished, before their wedding, that he could create this creature to show her his love for her. But it did not matter now, she was his, and she slipped through his fingers into the bottomless swamp of death that would someday, and not quickly enough, take his life as well. He sank to his knees on the soft newborn grass and cried, though he tried desperately to remain strong. He didn’t even get to say goodbye, not only to his wife, but to their stillborn daughter who he could never see grow into the beautiful, strong, and loving woman he knew she would have been. Just like her mother.
An icy rain started to fall with the coming of the solstice and showered his numb body. Some say he knelt there for days, praying to the gods to take his life. But what is certain, is that as he perished, a creature was borne from his last heartbeat. Many believe that his prayers resulted in the gift of his wife's soul from the gods, made into his fanciful creation. Her favorite story, we call her Chehalis.

Extra: I really REALLY enjoyed drawing her! She's so much fun I could just die, and the challenge is welcome. Also, I friggin love her colors and when I find a suitable RP, and if I get her, she'll totally be my first character choice.

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Fathomed [2009-08-15 20:14:08 +0000 UTC]

Gorgeous designs <33 Especially 4

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native-feathers [2009-08-15 13:32:48 +0000 UTC]

Number two was just irrisistable <3
Name:Animus [souls in latin]

Gender:Male

Breed: Soliquine

Age:7

Personality:
Animus is a secretive stallion. He does not correspond with innocence- he is insecure- and shakey with his mind. Vice versa he is unstable. A ticking time bomb of anger whenever something irritates him. So- when many approach they do not speak. His demeanor has been derived of any solace that can be mustered out from even the smallest corners. But, out of recognition, he keeps himself away from most equid. He's strong willed, and won't let anyone take advantage of him. Aside from all that anger and dispute, somewhere in the core of his blackening heart he has a soft side that's been untouched for ages.
History:
Animus was born a delightful, delicate foal. Eternity for a new world was set in sparks in his her's eyes- the foal himself is stronger than belief. Mind and body. His tail was elongated and hairless, accept for the bottom. Was it disease they all conspired. Little did they know the slender foal was born in the pits of a marsh, where a rare type of insect had bitten his mother during pregnancey, and due to that his mother had died. He lived on- but you see he was supposed to be roan. Due to the top part of his back. The young sire was beautiful and attractive as young'n, but growing was terrid. He had been beaten and briused by other stallions, and even mares. Not understanding these circumstances he left the plain of utter hate. Now, he lives in the marshlands where his mother died. Waiting...seeking...
Extra:
Often has something hanging from his tail- with things wrapped around his legs.

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Mrs-Fall [2009-08-15 12:44:09 +0000 UTC]

Form
Name: Monsieur Papillon (French for Sir Butterfly)
Gender: Male
Breed: Draft x Otherworldly
Age: Ageless
Personality: Fun, Flighty, Always Recites Poems and songs that he hears from the passing humans. You can never get a straight out answer from him.
History: He's lived on earth for several hundred eons and is still quite young and exuberant. His breed is far and in between and rarely show themselves to any humans. They are only known to inhabit one area without any other of their kind. They are very solitary creatures when it comes to their own kind. However, on the nights of the Sanquin moon, that is the time that they travel to a field to mate and be surrounded by their kind. The field is never known but their instincts lead them there.
Extra: He'll be a character in a story I'm creating with my Character Ilianna. Her mother disappeared from her world and before she can take her grandmothers spot, she has to learn the truth behind her mothers disappearance. So she travels to earth which is known to inhabit several portals to other worlds to try to learn the truth. She'll probably meet him in a humid jungle in South Africa.

This is for #1. I'll have a picture soon.

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raozin [2009-08-15 12:41:35 +0000 UTC]

Even though I need to cut down on my adopting, number 3's design is just too incredible. >.<

Name:: Kiare
Gender:: Stallion
Breed:: Don't know yet, probably a donkey or a mule
Age:: 7 years
Personality:: grumpy and always complaining
History:: Kiare was a pack mule used to transport people up the canoyons in the Grand Canyon. He didn't like his job at all, and often times threw people off so he would be released to the wild. But his owners were incredibly stingy, and they would never let go of one of their mules.
One day, there was a landslide. Kiare had been carrying a small girl up the canyon that day, and when the landslide happened right in front of him, he bucked her off and used the chaos to make his escape.
He traveled down the canyon, walking and navigating his way through the red rocks for 2 days. Once he reached the point where he had started carrying people, he ran away, heading east.
Unfortunately, on his way, he was found by a very prissy, bratty little girl. The girl demanded to have him as a pet, so his father caught him. The girl had been in a summer camp in Arizona, so he was flown back over to Florida, where the girl lived.
Once he got out of his crate, he ran far away. Many people tried to catch him and get him off the runway in fear of him being squashed by a much larger plane, but he ran away from the airport altogether.
Then he settled down in Frozen Sunset Stables, a beautiful place hidden from the rest of the world.
Extra:: I lurve his design! And by the way, Frozen Sunset Stables is my HARPG stable.

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scouting-for-stars [2009-08-15 11:56:16 +0000 UTC]

Ok, strictly speaking I'm not supposed to be on dA (I'm on holiday. c: ) but as soon as I saw these I had to comment - I love number 2.

I'll get the form ready for you tomorrow. c:

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RochelleRoberts [2009-08-15 07:09:11 +0000 UTC]

I looveee them! I'm so going for 4 once I get the chance to lay out her specs. :3

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Rosela-Kitsuna [2009-08-15 06:57:21 +0000 UTC]

They're all very gorgeous! I love 2 and 4!

You've created such unique and interesting designs!

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