Post by R.ae on Apr 3, 2006 14:59:29 GMT -5
First Name: Real name? xD Angela.
Gender: Femaleeeee
Website, if any: Silent Hill! xsilenthillrp.proboards101.com
Experience in Roleplaying: Advanced, lol, but I am capable of slacking off and looking like a beginner o.x
Any Questions: Hmm... -thinks- Nothing comes to mind at the moment.
Passcode: ***** ** ** ******** ****** *
Sample Post:
[black] The femme took a few rushed, quiet steps across the stable floor. It was early in the morning, naturally, it was rather cold... Not that she minded. A thin, moist coat of morning dew seemed to rest peacefully on nearly everything, not that she noticed. She had only one thing on her mind, as she rushed forward. Through the front of the stables, where trailers and trucks were parked, past the outdoor stalls, and into the barn itself. A soft, rather excited smile crossed her pink lips, as the sight of a rather unorganized tangle of a halter, lead rope, and blanket were near carelessly hung up. A large bay nose poked out of the shadowed door, and her smile couldn't help but grow. Not long after her optics saw the nose, her walking steps burst into a run. She snatched the halter from it's tangled position with ease, as if used to digging around in her own disorganized mess... She slipped into the stall, and gently slid the rather shabby, tattered halter onto the enormous equine. After clicking the halter into place, and snapping the lead to the bottom ring, she gave the horse a soft slap on the neck. The smile slowly faded from her face as she led the gelding from his stall, and over to a cross tie... Not out of misery, but out of the wonderful feeling of being content...[/black]
Gender: Femaleeeee
Website, if any: Silent Hill! xsilenthillrp.proboards101.com
Experience in Roleplaying: Advanced, lol, but I am capable of slacking off and looking like a beginner o.x
Any Questions: Hmm... -thinks- Nothing comes to mind at the moment.
Passcode: ***** ** ** ******** ****** *
Sample Post:
[black] The femme took a few rushed, quiet steps across the stable floor. It was early in the morning, naturally, it was rather cold... Not that she minded. A thin, moist coat of morning dew seemed to rest peacefully on nearly everything, not that she noticed. She had only one thing on her mind, as she rushed forward. Through the front of the stables, where trailers and trucks were parked, past the outdoor stalls, and into the barn itself. A soft, rather excited smile crossed her pink lips, as the sight of a rather unorganized tangle of a halter, lead rope, and blanket were near carelessly hung up. A large bay nose poked out of the shadowed door, and her smile couldn't help but grow. Not long after her optics saw the nose, her walking steps burst into a run. She snatched the halter from it's tangled position with ease, as if used to digging around in her own disorganized mess... She slipped into the stall, and gently slid the rather shabby, tattered halter onto the enormous equine. After clicking the halter into place, and snapping the lead to the bottom ring, she gave the horse a soft slap on the neck. The smile slowly faded from her face as she led the gelding from his stall, and over to a cross tie... Not out of misery, but out of the wonderful feeling of being content...[/black]