Post by blackrose on Feb 2, 2007 19:32:01 GMT -5
Ricoshet
;; all we need is a little bit of momentum
;; all we need is a little bit of momentum
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Name: Ricoshet
Age: Four
Breed: Appaloosa
Lineage: Unknown
Height: 14.2 hh
Sex: Mare
I am liable to love, lust, loathe and languish, for these are the qualities that make us truly equine.
A drama queen inside and out, Ricoshet prefers nothing better than being in the limelight. It would seem like she lives for individuality, for freedom and for attention. Happy-go-lucky, lighthearted, reckless and untroubled – these are just a few of the words one could use to describe what they perceive on the outside. But beneath her white coat, flecked with freckles of grey and tawny brown is something much darker, much more twisted and sinister. She views her world with bright amber eyes and black hooves grace the earth, as fleeting as her whims.
She looks at the glass half full and everyone she meets is astounded in the way she lives her life. To some, a battered and broken fir tree branch lying on the ground is a hindrance, a smudge of black ink on white paper. However, to Rico, it’s an open door to a world of new possibilities. The branch could house a little family of mice just as easily as it could be a plaything for foals, this one branch, which every other horse has dismissed as insignificant, is pronounced wondrous by this optimistic mare. Ricoshet sees the world through eyes unclouded by criticism; her heart like a bird, guiding her spontaneous mind with thoughts of assurance and proving that things overlooked are just as necessary in our world as things that are deemed important.
But not everything is as it seems, for when Rico doesn’t get her way she can turn manipulative and cruel. Like a penny, she has two sides and like a penny, she can become more of a burden than she’s worth. Prone to mood swings and unexplainable fury while at the same time lusting for something no one can understand. Ricoshet can be lost of emotion, wrapped up within herself one day and all fair and lovely the next. Another thing to add is her magnetism to all things pretty, appearing fake and vain to some while completely sincere to others. There are never tangles in her white mane or tail and she won’t hesitate to act like a princess, batting her eyelashes at anyone she deems worthy without worrying whether they’re already taken. Breaking hearts is all a part of her repertoire, once she reels you in she most likely won’t deign to keep you. We’re all pawns in her little game, after all.
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“Pigeon.” Ricoshet mused, watching as the little black bird hopped from branch to branch. That’s probably not what it was, Rico was pretty sure pigeons only came in grey, but whatever, between mouthfuls of grass you couldn’t do much thinking anyway. She bowed her graceful neck, tearing at a couple particularly juicy shoots with her teeth and swishing her white tail against her haunches. The sun was setting above the holly bushes, the red hue of the berries finally beginning to diminish beneath the complex backdrop of blue’s, pink’s, orange’s and the creeping darkness.
Rico liked eating up here, by herself. She always fancied herself rather like a misunderstood, but incredibly beautiful, damsel. Shunned by all save her little forest friends – hey!… What was that? All imagining done, Ricoshet kept her head on the ground but focused her ears on a faint crunching sound resonating from down the hill. The soft clip-clop of hooves, now muffled by stalks of grass grew steadily nearer. If it was a horse, she could deal with it, if it was anything else she knew her good looks and charm most likely wouldn’t do the trick. She became glad all of a sudden that this mysterious equine chanced to come visit her now. After all, Ricoshet knew that it was during the sunset that she looked the most radiant. What with the shades of the approaching dusk bouncing off the sheen in her healthy mane and coat, who could resist such a, well, un-resistible mare? Not that she was any less resistible at any other point of the day…,without knowing it, she slowly reigned in her thoughts, forgetting all about the possible danger making its way towards her.
Ricoshet had to admit, she did look simply ravishing by moonlight, even dawn made her appear like, hmm… what was something completely breath taking? No, not herself, that was hardly the proper word. No, she needed a synonym…
“What are you doing?”
Wait, was that voice talking to her? Oh yea… the impending doom. That’s right, those hooves must belong to the intruder. How dare he interrupt her thoughts? Like some—
“Yoohoo, hello?”
Rico felt herself blush, realizing she was hadn’t said a word and she was still staring at his feet. Blinking she raised her head, speaking as she did.
“Uh, hi there. Sorry, something really interesting on… the…”
Her jaw dropped as she stared into the eyes of the most gorgeous stally she had ever set eyes on… excluding herself of course, wait, she wasn’t a stallion. Never mind. She hastily shut her mouth, feeling stupid.
I’m Ricoshet by the way, you can call me Rico though.”
She said, attempting to make herself sound tantalizing or something. Expecting to give his name in return, Rico waited. He opened his mouth, looked like he was about to something but then shut it again and looked away. Blink. Oh! Rico almost jumped as the idea hit her, he must be entranced by her already! Wow, that was quick. She gave him a quick smile, bobbing her head slightly as if to encourage him into speaking.
”You have a piece of grass on your nose.”
He stated, then burst out laughing. Rico snorted, watched as a particularly long piece of grass fluttered to the ground and fumed, lashing her tail. There goes her temper.
“Shuttup you ugly excuse for an equine.”
She snapped, seeing red as he continued to laugh. Without warning, she gnashed her teeth, opened her mouth and spit in his face. Hah. That shut him up.
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OOC; Kinneh referred me. =3
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;; break down these walls that we’ve built around ourselves
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