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The Only Hope
IP: 184.45.10.51
Posted on February 24, 2012 at 11:30:33 AM by Torva

Name: Torva (Tore-VUH)

Gender: Female

Appearance: Long, silky mahogany hair, pale skin(though she's really more "pink" toned than out and out white), large brown eyes. Average height, with a body meant for procreation. She's slightly freckled on her face, with thick brown lashes.

Age: Approximately 23

Personality: Sweet, slightly slow on the uptake, a little confused about her current state, dependent on her familiar. Flirty when she wants to be and silent and brooding when she's angry. Childlike more often than not due to her history.

History: Torva doesn't remember what happened or how she landed herself on Shaman. One moment she was peacefully grazing with a herd of mares, no stallion in sight, and the next she was blinking on the white sand of the Silver Cove with a much different body. She lead a full life as a equine but does not remember most of her later years. Her memory stops around three of four years of age though she does get the occasional glimpse of something remembered from later on. Because of her new body she is quite childlike in her actions. A hotheaded mare that turned into a giddy little two legged, she is ready to explore this new life.

Sample Post: (My character Lullabye from Quidam) Fair golden hide was damp with sweat as she raced, nostrils flaring, through the brush. Her neck was forward, stretching and straining in the wind as if to make herself move faster. Her white mane and tail streamed behind her as she flag, white flags of surrender wiping and twirling on the evening air. Everything she had known for the last four years of her life was suddenly gone.

The Isle she'd inhabited vomited thick dark smoke and bright orange burning lava into the sky, seemingly from no where. She had fled, they all had fled. Into the sea, the salty waters stinging her eyes and nose as she flailed to pull herself away from the black hole that had become her previous home. It already reeked of fire and death and she was thankful, at least, that none of her foals had lingered on that Isle past their first year. She had no worries of them to preoccupy her struggle for life that she very nearly lost.

From that dangerous volcano eruption, to the cold and hungry sea that sucked and dragged at her. She swam until she lost count of the days, finding herself alone in the water where once had been fellows from her Isle. Dead or in a different direction, she knew not which fate had claimed them. When her strength was failing her, she screamed shrilly, hoping beyond reason that an Isle would spring up to save her. She'd had eight fine years, four of which she'd spent with a foal inside her or beside her and now this? Death at the hands of the angry, salty ocean she'd stared at for years? In the distance something had loomed, dark and heavy. She'd swam toward it on her last fumes, not sure what she expected to find. The metal beast that awaited her was odd and scary. Aboard it strange animals screamed and squeaked at each other, pointing and squalling louder when they saw her.

She decided it was best to leave the squalling creatures to their tall beast, but knew that she would die if she could not join them. She swam around the beast, or thought she did, but found no way to get to it's land. Tireder now from the painful dashing of her hopes, she screamed again in despair. She slipped under once or twice, her mind filling with the blackness she'd been fighting off for days now, surely. She was making peace with it all and sleep, even if it meant death, sounded all too good. Even as her body relaxed and she slipped under again, she heard something loud, perhaps like a giant bird. She had no energy to fight the squalling creature covered in black hide that descended from the large bird and dove under her. She did not flee or bite or snap as he tightened something on her, or even as he chattered and placed a malformed hoof on her face. She felt a weight and the bird that was over her got louder and louder. She swore the water got further, but was not sure. Perhaps this is dying, she thought.

When the helicopter lowered her on land, there were vets waiting to treat her. She was asleep, or dead, as the humans feared. The equine vet doctored her, inserting needles to try and restore some of the liquid her body had been deprived of. "A Miracle," they said that this horse survived for the time she had to have been swimming. They knew not where she'd come from but soon found she was wild and unbroken and most importantly, terrified of humans. There was no better place for her, their miracle horse, than Quidam. There, perhaps, she could have a second chance at life.

So here she was, fleeing from where the humans had released her, terror streaking through her. She did not stop running until she thought her lungs would burst and even then she pranced about in agitation until she could run again. When she finally stopped for good, her body was wet with sweat and her sides heaved with the effort.

Looking quite disheveled she found a small stream and from there she drank deeply. There were no others near but she was fine with this for now. She lay herself down under the nearest tree and slept as deeply as she'd drank. Dawn saw her blinking blearily, leaning on her tree and wondering just where she was and what all had happened to her. Her blue orbs looked for any others now, but no new scents were present in the area. Dear Lullabye was alone again and not at all at home.

Anything else you wish to include: She has a large Bengal Tiger as her familiar who basically taught her how to function, and still is. Her familiar is male and his name is Tueri. (Too-REE)

Your player name: Tay, if it's available. =3

How you found out about us (only required if joining for first time): From the sister site Quidam. (Specifically, you posted asking for votes for sister site of the month. Very clever of you. ;D)

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accepted - By Merlin February 24, 2012 at 08:49:55 PM

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