Post by Hikaru ~<3 on Nov 15, 2010 11:01:05 GMT -7
Chaize
Step by step, and day by day,
every second counts I can't break away.
General
Name: Chaize
Nickname: Give him one, and you might not live
Age: Immortal
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Alicorn. (Though Equine, Think Deer like.)
Alliance: Fire
Description
Mane: Charcoal
Tail: Charcoal
Body: Blood Bay
Eyes: Auburn
Markings: A White swirl starting under his chin and moving up toward his right eye, This marking is only found on the right side. Another starts on his dorsal, and move down his flank toward his hip, this marking can be found as a duplicate on both sides of his body. A White Talon spreading from his muzzle, out and around to the side of his nose, ending in the middle of the side of his nose. Black Points just as any other bay. When he doesn't want others to know who he is, since he is immortal, he tends to hide his swirl markings along with his talon marking, making him look like a plain old bay Alicorn.
Height: 15. 2
Overall: As an Immortal Alicorn stallion, he was quite the charmer, his Raven wings standing out against his coat with a very handsome look about them. His white markings making him look elegant and regal, such as he was. His nose is chiseled and refined. Adorning his forehead, a blood red and black horn shone brightly. His eyes were that of the autumn trees. Hinds built quite nicely, due to all the pushing off as an Alicorn and taking flight, but a mortal would only think it was from training as a general. His legs, strong, yet lean leading down to flints that could break through bone should they need.
Walking the mortal lands as a Unicorn, his build is sleek like that of a racing quarter horse. His coat shines no matter what the weather, and his wings are gone leaving his horn. His markings are almost always gone, leaving only his blood bay coat, and his nose mark is faded, looking only as if he has a lighter patch of hair on his muzzle. His mane, though not long, is quite flow-y, and has a beautiful red/orange undertone. His tail is also quite short for being what he is, but this way it is easier to keep clean and free of tangles. Shoulders are shapely, and just looking at him you can tell he was built for force.
Personality
Likes: Fire, Flying, Being Alone, and the Warmth of Summer
Dislikes: The coldness of winter, water, most other equines, and noise.
Fears: Losing his ability with his powers, Someone realizing he is an Immortal
Secrets: Immortal, and He adores any equine under the age of 5. He finds it in him to protect them.
Overall: Chaize? He is, to put it nicely, not a nice guy. He isn’t your go around prance-y prance, let’s give everyone a flower, and then look at the pretty rainbow up in the sky type guy. Oh no no no. This guy is quite different. His only goal in life is power. He doesn’t give two craps. Describing him is difficult because of this. He has his followers whom hang on his every word almost as if he was a god, HAH, the irony of that. Then there are those who don’t follow him, and normally don’t stay around too long in fear of him. A true slinking behind the scenes guy at heart, he is willing to risk every one’s life but his own, making many of his followers do his bidding in place of him, and keeping low to make it look like it was the mortals Idea and not his own.
Hiding out in the Fire elements, most of his followers are just that, Fire Elementals. Do they know what he is? Of course, they know he is a Unicorn with a blood thirsty mind and a magic way of making them stronger. How does he do this? They don’t know, but if the others are doing it, why not them to right? No, they do not know that his ‘light mark’ on his nose is actually an God mark, they do not know that he has wings they cannot see, and should one even mention the mere idea of him being Immortal, they are mind wiped from the idea. None of them have ever suspected him of knowing anything other than fire, yet he is versed in all of the elements to some degree.
History
History: He wasn't always this god like creature. Oh no no no. He started off as a plain old colt, just romping around just like any other colt. Until his second birthday, he was with his own herd, his mother, his father, and all of his herd members. He adored them, adored protecting them, even though then, he wasn't very scary. What made him such a.. well for lack of a better word, Ass? His loving adoring father? He felt Chaize a threat to his herd. So on his second birthday, he kicked Chaize out of the herd. No warning, nothing. His mother tried reasoning with the stallion, and was killed infront of the colt's eyes, in warning that should he return to seek revenge, that is what would happen to him. That day, the cold became revengeful. He wanted blood. The blood of his father. He wasn't crazy, or stupid, just revengeful, and he would use others to get back at his father. He wasn't stupid enough to make it look like it was HIM who wanted the blood. At the age of three, he realized that he had the power to create heat, the power to control fire. He smiled when he realized this, he could use this against his father. One thing though, when ever he came across a foal, or a colt or filly under the age of 4, he made sure they were safe. He hated his father for what he had done, and refused to be like him. He refused to become like him. He cared about the young ones and such.
At the age of 5, he had his encounter with another elemented equine. From her, he learned what he needed. He learned that there were many, many more like him, he learned of the pending war, the object of desire, and all else that was going on in the lands. What he had never noticed was that she was not just a one elemented equine. She knew them all. She also was very knowlegeable. He only knew of Fire, and heat, and a bit of Lightning. She taught him though, slowly, and he didn't know much, but just bit by bit he learned all the little tricks. As he slowly also started to gain markings. As a colt, and up till now he was completly marking free. Though now he slowly, slowly gained white. A swirl on his rump, spreading from his dorsal, over both flanks, spreading down toward his hip, along with another on his right cheek, spreading from under his chin up to right eye. The last one spread from the tip of his nose, between his nares, spreading up over both sides of his face, looking like two talon claws. Why? He didn't understand...
Later in the year, the mare, Divum as she called herself, told him more, told him that he was a god, and that she had hand picked him, and 5 other equines to guard each element. Fire, Earth, Air, Water, Heart, and Spirit. He, Chaize, was the god of Fire. His element. She trained him to a perfection on his element and continuted to help him know about the others. Those markings? God Marks. They were unique to him and him alone. By the age of six, he was ready for her to leave him. He knew what he needed, and would care for the equines, Fire and the others alike, to try and keep peace. Should anything arise he would report to the mare and her partner and let them know. He still did not know of the other gods, or well, who they were any way, but he knew he would find out soon enough.
Family Members: None.
Other
Your Name: Hikaru
Your Age: 19
Your Gender: Femora
Other Characters: No others yet ^_^ Just Chaizekins.
How you found us: Why the Fantastic Dyzz of course!
What do you think of DE so far?: Yall know my suggestions already ^_^ Other then that, I LOVE this site.
Ideal companion for character: With his personality, I was thinking some sort of wolf or big cat? But with what he is o.o does he even get a Companion? XD
Rp Sample:
Well Its to late to hesitate,
we can't keep living like this
The stallion, charcoal ribbons and banner clinging to him slightly after a small run, slowly walked around the terra. Did he have to walk? No, he could fly if he really wanted, but he chose not to. Just as he chose to hide what markings he had. Looking at him, all any equine would see is a blood red horn, forming into a bright auburn coat, which slightly shimmered from the sweat that was still along his broad forehead, which tapered off to a chiseled maw which was blacker then his charcoal ribbons that were attached to his highly muscled nape. His nape flowed into a solid chest and shoulders, tapering into lean legs built for speed. They would see charcoal wings spread from his withers, about the same size as his body, which hid his rump from view, but upon lifting them you would see nothing but muscle and power under the same auburn color. He had no markings, or at least that is what one would see.
As he continued to walk, He noticed that there were no other equine even within the next five miles, and he sighed, letting his guard down slightly, and what appeared would shock any equine whom did not know what or who he was. White markings would appear along his maw, right cheek and along both flanks, showing that he was truly a god. His flints continued to make a solid trail from the forest into the clearing ahead, where there was a small pond. As he approached, he could see clear to the bottom. It was so clean and clear, he almost didn't want to ripple the water, but he was thirsty, and he lowered his maw to the cool liquid, drinking a mouth full before raising again to look at his surroundings completely.
To his right, the clearing continued on till you reached the next lands, to where he had not traveled, the grass was green all the way there with only a small pebble or two in the way. To his left was a slight forest, which also continued on unto the land on the opposite side. Forward, the pond continued for about 9 horse lengths, and then came up, on a white sandy beach, where the sun caught its warmth and any equine who wanted some place warm to lay would certainly find peace here. Beyond that was more grass, and a few trees speckled about, along with one or two apple trees. Behind him, was almost the same as the left, trees, forest type, but a few miles further, you would come upon a mountain range that almost no one dared to explore for the steep edges were so bare.
Spreading his wings slightly he sighed. He was alone, as always and as much as he adored the fact, he couldn't get the feeling out of his head that he sort of liked when Divum would teach him, he felt slightly at peace with her there. Stepping forward, he stepped into the water. The deepest part was only up to his chest, so he didn't bother walking around the pond, but rather he enjoyed the cool feeling against his body. He might be of fire, but that didn't change that he liked the feel of cool water against him. Stepping out on the other side, he continued to move forward. In front of him, in the small grove of trees that dotted the landscape, there was a small grove of willows, which he had made his home. They cascaded down to form a small secluded place that he loved to hide in. It kept other equines away from him, and kept out any noise he didn't want to hear. It is also where he plotted to find his father, but that was a story for another day.
And you can take it or leave it,[/i][/size]
Temptaion,
but you better believe it.
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