Post by VAID..x on Feb 2, 2009 15:31:32 GMT
You don't really want to stay, no
But you don't really want to go-oh
You're hot then you're cold
Name- Polymernixi { Polie - mer - nix - e }
Nickname- Poli { Pol - e }
Age- Three
Alliance- Dark
Gender- Filly // Young Mare
You're yes then you're no
Breed- Arabian x x Standardbred
Height- 15 hands
Base Color- Dark bay, almost black
Mane and Tail Color- Black, with highlighted streaks of brown in some portions (due to sun bleaching)
Eye Color- Hazel
Build- Very lean. Shoulders and hindquarters are well built - lean with muscle, but not as much as a Thoroughbred. Her head is small, compact, with the concave nose. Her neck is medium in length and contains characteristics of both breeds in her pedigree. Her back is short, with a well-set croup. Her legs are proportionate, with dainty little hooves of the Arabian.
You're in and you're out
Likes
+ Tormenting others, may it be "stealing candy" from a baby, to flirting with a taken stallion till she can not stand
+ Pacing. As it is not normal for Arabians to pace, she loves the gene and likes to flaunt it as much as possible.
+ Getting into things. A curious creature, she would rather wander the land than be bored all of the time.
Dislikes
- Ignorance. While it is true that Poli is ignorant to her own extent, she hates older horses who are, while they serve their purpose as toys to her she thinks they are stupid. (Dislike based off of her own ignorance for her age)
- Mispronunciations. She hates it, absolutely loathes it when others mispronounce her name. It irks her so much, that once she kicked a stallion square in the maw for doing so.
- Egotists. A little bit is in all of us, but Poli hates it when it is taken to the extremes.
Aspirations-
Other information-
^ A few things to note::
When moving, Poli bends her body, like a captive horse in collection. She utilizes both the Standardbred's bend in pacing, and the natural Arabian bend while moving. She appears to be in a comfortable circle, if one were to trace the space around her. However, she does not always move in this manner, as it is merely a tactic to get other horses to notice her. Like any other horse, she can throw her head up and gallavant around.
Like this or
Something like this
Polymernixi named herself. She was nameless from the time she was born up until she turned two years of age. It became annoying to her when others would make fun of her for "not knowing a name" when she frantically explained she did nto have one.
You're up and you're down
History-
{I'll try to do this time line style with about a paragraph per section}
Past (Ages 0 - her first year) ---->
--> Nothing extraordinary occurred in Poli's first year of life. She was weaned at six moths, raised by a fussy mare, and never saw her father. She was much like any normal foal, there were no complications during foaling, and she learned at an average pace. Some mare s claimed she was a mature foal for her age, but she never understood why. Her favorite things to do were to torment the colts, since when she moved she paced, and loved the way they stared at her as she trotted along. It was around her seventh month that she learned to bend. Her mother would take her around the Isle, showing her how to move her neck, head and the rest of her body when turning or moving straight. (Her mother was a refined mare for her standing.)
Past (1 - 2)
Poli was nameless, and she began running into problems. She left her mother around the time that she was a yearling, as to see the rest of the herds and meet others. She ran into one herd, in which the leader's son asked her her name. Of course, never being named she replied "I respond to anything, really..." and which ended with her trying to frantically explain why she was never named. It was a big blow to her pride and self esteem, as every herd the colt knew seemed to know her as the nameless horse. Many of the horses associated her with stupidity, and would laugh if she even tried to approach. Thus, she figured that she would need to name herself, and soon.
It took about a month or two...She listened from afar to the loud converstations of the harems as they moved or lingered in spots. She caught the names of: Polly, Mer Verte, and Nix. Not wanting to take the name of another horse, she decided to toss up the names to see what she could come up with. She wound up with :: Poly (with one "L"), mer (sea in French, which she discovered from a brief conversation with the mare), nix (as she loved the full name Nix with her life) and i (for good measure), Polymernixi.
For a year she went around calling herself by this name, and came to find most horses did not know how to pronounce her name. She would state her name, introducing herself so that the word you was more specific, then would find that the horse would mispronounce her name even after she had stated it. Shortly after, she began the policy of "say it with me now...Polly - mer - nix - i...." Which ruined most of her conversations.
Present Day
She wanders about most of the time, looking for horses to romp around with, or sometimes just for a friend to talk to. Her current mission is to let all of the harems know her name, and to hopefully find a compainion in the process. (Or a herd..that might be nice)
How did your character arrive upon the Isle-
Polymernixi ---> Born on the Isle
Her dam -------> Arrived by unknown means
This form belongs to the Admin/templebar and was created for Silent Isle, lyrics from Hot N Cold by Katy Perry. Please do not copy and reuse without Admin permission.
But you don't really want to go-oh
Polymernixi
Played by Faden
“I'm a darling! In fun size for your convenience!”
Played by Faden
“I'm a darling! In fun size for your convenience!”
You're hot then you're cold
Name- Polymernixi { Polie - mer - nix - e }
Nickname- Poli { Pol - e }
Age- Three
Alliance- Dark
Gender- Filly // Young Mare
You're yes then you're no
Breed- Arabian x x Standardbred
Height- 15 hands
Base Color- Dark bay, almost black
Mane and Tail Color- Black, with highlighted streaks of brown in some portions (due to sun bleaching)
Eye Color- Hazel
Build- Very lean. Shoulders and hindquarters are well built - lean with muscle, but not as much as a Thoroughbred. Her head is small, compact, with the concave nose. Her neck is medium in length and contains characteristics of both breeds in her pedigree. Her back is short, with a well-set croup. Her legs are proportionate, with dainty little hooves of the Arabian.
You're in and you're out
Likes
+ Tormenting others, may it be "stealing candy" from a baby, to flirting with a taken stallion till she can not stand
+ Pacing. As it is not normal for Arabians to pace, she loves the gene and likes to flaunt it as much as possible.
+ Getting into things. A curious creature, she would rather wander the land than be bored all of the time.
Dislikes
- Ignorance. While it is true that Poli is ignorant to her own extent, she hates older horses who are, while they serve their purpose as toys to her she thinks they are stupid. (Dislike based off of her own ignorance for her age)
- Mispronunciations. She hates it, absolutely loathes it when others mispronounce her name. It irks her so much, that once she kicked a stallion square in the maw for doing so.
- Egotists. A little bit is in all of us, but Poli hates it when it is taken to the extremes.
Aspirations-
- To make sure every horse she meets knows how to pronounce her name correctly. A small aspiration, but one none the less.
- To have fun. Being wild and free, she wants to do whatever whenever now.
- Have a male horse-friend. Equivalent to that of a "boyfriend".
Other information-
^ A few things to note::
When moving, Poli bends her body, like a captive horse in collection. She utilizes both the Standardbred's bend in pacing, and the natural Arabian bend while moving. She appears to be in a comfortable circle, if one were to trace the space around her. However, she does not always move in this manner, as it is merely a tactic to get other horses to notice her. Like any other horse, she can throw her head up and gallavant around.
Like this or
Something like this
Polymernixi named herself. She was nameless from the time she was born up until she turned two years of age. It became annoying to her when others would make fun of her for "not knowing a name" when she frantically explained she did nto have one.
You're up and you're down
History-
{I'll try to do this time line style with about a paragraph per section}
Past (Ages 0 - her first year) ---->
--> Nothing extraordinary occurred in Poli's first year of life. She was weaned at six moths, raised by a fussy mare, and never saw her father. She was much like any normal foal, there were no complications during foaling, and she learned at an average pace. Some mare s claimed she was a mature foal for her age, but she never understood why. Her favorite things to do were to torment the colts, since when she moved she paced, and loved the way they stared at her as she trotted along. It was around her seventh month that she learned to bend. Her mother would take her around the Isle, showing her how to move her neck, head and the rest of her body when turning or moving straight. (Her mother was a refined mare for her standing.)
Past (1 - 2)
Poli was nameless, and she began running into problems. She left her mother around the time that she was a yearling, as to see the rest of the herds and meet others. She ran into one herd, in which the leader's son asked her her name. Of course, never being named she replied "I respond to anything, really..." and which ended with her trying to frantically explain why she was never named. It was a big blow to her pride and self esteem, as every herd the colt knew seemed to know her as the nameless horse. Many of the horses associated her with stupidity, and would laugh if she even tried to approach. Thus, she figured that she would need to name herself, and soon.
It took about a month or two...She listened from afar to the loud converstations of the harems as they moved or lingered in spots. She caught the names of: Polly, Mer Verte, and Nix. Not wanting to take the name of another horse, she decided to toss up the names to see what she could come up with. She wound up with :: Poly (with one "L"), mer (sea in French, which she discovered from a brief conversation with the mare), nix (as she loved the full name Nix with her life) and i (for good measure), Polymernixi.
For a year she went around calling herself by this name, and came to find most horses did not know how to pronounce her name. She would state her name, introducing herself so that the word you was more specific, then would find that the horse would mispronounce her name even after she had stated it. Shortly after, she began the policy of "say it with me now...Polly - mer - nix - i...." Which ruined most of her conversations.
Present Day
She wanders about most of the time, looking for horses to romp around with, or sometimes just for a friend to talk to. Her current mission is to let all of the harems know her name, and to hopefully find a compainion in the process. (Or a herd..that might be nice)
How did your character arrive upon the Isle-
Polymernixi ---> Born on the Isle
Her dam -------> Arrived by unknown means
This form belongs to the Admin/templebar and was created for Silent Isle, lyrics from Hot N Cold by Katy Perry. Please do not copy and reuse without Admin permission.
