Lady of the Lights [Open]

[Roxie]

This Position is open for any to audition for.

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Character Currently playing the Light Queen:
None

[.] Rules [.]

• You can not already play a lead position
  
• Your character must be a mare
  
• Your character must be a light
  
• You msut remain active
  
• You must be an advanced RPer

[.] Form[.]
Charra Name:
Age:
Breed:
Color:
Alliance:
Attitude:
Past:
Why you want the position:
Why you deserve the position:
Will you always be active?:

An excellent role play as the queen of lights:

Good luck to you all!

[--»♥ adalia]

Charra Name: Adalia
Age: 4
Breed: Arabian
Color: Ebony with ivory markings
Alliance: Light
Attitude: Sweet, Witty, Cunning, Seductive, friendly, but can become the complete opposite in an instant.
Past: Her parents were murdered before her eyes by darks, cursing her with the fear of the dark alliance
Why you want the position: I have played Adalia in several rpgs, and I really love her and think she deserves the position of Lady of the Lights.
Why you deserve the position: Adalia deserves the position because she is strong, powerful, friendly, sweet, and is the opidimy of what a light should be, with the exception of more.
Will you always be active?: of course! As long as this rpg stays active!

An excellent role play as the queen of lights:

Here it goes!


--»where is your heart?


My orbs swelled in tears as I watched an ivory femme graze alongside a deep mahogany stag, both baring strange reseblences of my parents. Why? Why did the hearts of the dark alliance suddenly have to spoil, deciding to shatter the heart and life of an innocient pure flicka? It was a peaceful, beautiful summer day, the warm sun eating up the droplets of liquid that were still laying upon my pelt from my morning dip in the pond nearby. My foal-like banner wasn't very useful for flicking off blood-suckers, so I was forced to roll many times in the day, defeating the purpouse to my earlier swim. My maw attempted to clamp around a frolicking ivory butterfly when my lobes folded backwards to the sound of a blood-chilling scream. What were darks doing in my castle?

My towers crumbled down that day as I traveled as quickly as my long, dainty pillars would carry me to the scene of the crime, where my orbs layed upon my noble father knocking his strong daggers against one of the beast's polls. His attempt to injure them was useless, for his bodice met with the earth moments later, where one of the beasts blocked his vital jugular with a massive talong of his. I did not cry, for I was afraid of the same fate. I only stood their, watching my beloved parents die a slow and painful death. My mother was next, her orbs pleaded to the demons, begging them to take her also, so she could be with her mate. My orbs snapped shut as I whimpered softly to my mother, opening them again to see her glance at me, nodding softly. It was her time to go, and I knew it. They were both getting old, but I always imagined them peacfully fading away with everyone they loved surrounding them, not being knocked to the lithosphere like a wild hog and being slaughtered before their only daughter.

Just like that, both of my parents were carried off into dark lands to be proudly desplayed like trophys. Suddenly, I wanted to beg to be taken aswell, but I knew my parents would be dis-appointed. They always said I would do something great, so I promised them and myself, that I would.

Suddenly, I snapped out of the day-dream I had imagined dozens of times before, only, it wasn't my imagination. It was reality, and those dark beasts had taken my parents. I would do anything to get them back. I needed revenge. Then, I figured my parents would also dis-approve of my wandering into to darkened lands, just to be slaughtered the same way that they were. No. My spawn would be my revenge, they would grow up and never incounter the opposite alliance, they would never fear for their lives or wollow in sadness like their mother. No. My spawn would be my revenge, and they would someday take over the dark alliance, if I didn't first.

Yes, someday, all darks would pay for the hell they put the opposite alliance through. They would think back, wishing they never ruined the light's lives. A rush of oxygen flooded through my airway, and I was just thankful that mine were still open. My ebony pelt was being warmed by the rays of sunshine just like that fateful day 3 years ago, and it would for several years to come. My lobes swiviled as I lowered my dial, ivories clamping around several blades of foliage. Now..how would I keep her promise to my beloved parents? How could I become a somebody? Well..the position of Lady of the Lights could help...


(that was 612 words, just so you don't hafta count)

[--»♥ adalia]

I modifyed a part that didn't make since, so now it is 612 words.

[Roxie]

;DI like it! You have my vote, but we need to wait a few days just to see if any one else wants to try out. I hope you get it because it would be fun seeing your charra, and my charra, being the dark king, meet eacother. -giggles-

[--»♥ adalia]

yes...very interesting. She hates darks with all of her might, so be prepared to get alot of verbal slaps and maybe an injury or two.


I origionally wanted to apply for lady of the darks, but that is reserved. *sigh* oh well! Lady of the Lights would be cool too! Yay for royal peoples!!

[Aelis]

-claps- Weeeee luffed it

Well if by the time im back(which is about a week) and no one ahd replied you get the position

Oh Phanty yessssss and PI would have fun

[Ambitions]

Charra Name: Light Intentions
Age: 3
Breed: Mustang
Color: Buckskin
Alliance: Light
Attitude: She is a very caring mare and is protective of other animals whether they are of the horse blood or not. She tries to resolve things in a reasonable mature way, and always has things to do. She like’s to know where her loved one’s are and are always on their side in any way possible. Will not tolerate evil horses or evil behaviour and reacts with physical violence. She can be bossy at times but always say’s things for the best. She is a very witty mare and thinks things through before she actually does them. She is very much into Fun and mature for her age. Her dream is to be Lady of the Lights and defeat the darks..…Once and for all.
Past: She was raised in a growing herd and was one of the very first fillies produced, from a early age she had experienced bad times with evil horses and understood that they were creatures with twisted, sick minds. At the age of one she experienced her father fighting with a dark as they tried to attack our herd luckily they were driven away. They kept on trying to defeat our herd but we were thriving well and my father was a strong light stallion with a good heart.
Why you want the position: I believe that Light Intentions (Wispa) has the correct attitude for the position and I dearly love her character. I play her on most of the RPG as she was named after my first horse that sadly has passed away. So she is a very special charrie of mine and I think that she is a exceptional example of a Light mare.
Why you deserve the position: I have been thinking about auditioning for this position and I think that I deserve it, because:
1) I have never been Lord of the lights
2) I have only had one special position and that was Colt of the Darks
3) I am always trying to be friendly and try my hardest when I RP
4) My work reflects the saying “ Quality not Quantity “, although most of what I write seems to be a generous amount!.
Will you always be active? I am on EVERY day sometimes I am on for 5 hours a day depending on what I am doing on the day, but I am always on every day.

An excellent role play as the queen of lights:


Pleasant Buckskin Whelp progressed across the damp ground with fluent strides of Gallop, smile broadened on the infant’s labrum’s as a familiar physique lay ahead. But, her smile disappeared as her mother’s expression’s worried the small Flicka, her mother was urging her to leave the grounds. They had returned, the Militant creatures of your nightmares. Petit Bantle had never called the “creatures” of what they truly were to her they were not horses but twisted slaves of the Devil. Her mother herded most of the herd up; it was her jobs too do so in times like these. Tear’s rolled from the Youth’s Kaleidoscopes as she watched her Father advance towards the hated herd. The Alpha’s clashed and fought with their might but her father had the lead as he was much bigger then the other Alpha. She wanted to fight to attack these twisted souls, but she did not have the strength or size to do so. One of the “creatures “ made eye contact with the buckskin Bantle, cold optics sticked to the small Youth. Bantle gasped and ran as fast as she could to where her herd were calling her.

Narettes flared unsympathetically as the Vixen’s Mahogany Visionaries opened promptly, sweat trickled down her Thorax as her barrel moved hastily from the Maiden’s lungs. Pearly Enamels were gritted as her heartbeat raced. Yet again another nightmare. Inlet widened as the Femme inhaled oxygen at a quick rate. Pushing her Buckskin chassis upwards she crooked her Apex to the side, bronze optics searching for any life form that may had been watching her. The sun was too hot and soon enough her slender but physically powerful physique was advancing across the expanse in the search of shade. Seeing the Lord of the lights in the distance she sighed she idolized him and worshiped the ground he moved on. Not literally. He was the same always watching her and admiring.

Ebony Shanks progressed forwards as a sturdy, soaring tree was seen in the expanse, diamonds flicked the earth and shrubbery into the atmosphere with great energy as she motivated in the direction of it. Resting underneath the immense Oak she sighed and lowered her serpentine to allow her rims to lip at the shoots. She loved her life being Lady of the Light’s it was so fulfilling as well as stimulating, plus you are always waiting to see what will occur next. But the thing she treasured most was she was a threat to the “creatures “.

She detested that immorality; cold-hearted things that caused the world to be so in the wrong, one day though she would solve it and one day the world would be peaceful at last. She remembered the day she left her herd it was such a Cheerless yet electrifying day which was one of her finest memories yet one of her saddest. Everyone seemed to care so much about her in that herd. Wispa was the special one the spoilt one, but the Maiden loved the attention. She’d never found love until the Vixen visited here where she found the perfect Partner, one that loved the belle the same as her herd once did. She visit’s her herd now and then, her father is getting old but he still has a few mares including her mother. The Twisted souls have left her family to leave in peace, no one know’s why, some say it was because Wispa left that they wanted her because Wispa had a future that would ruin there’s? .

She had once seen a twisted soul across the boarder of her dwellings, she did not become scared she simply watched and stared just like that “ creature “ had done so many years back. One day they will pay, and it will be the Lady and Lord of the Light’s that do it. Well that is what she wished for, but she cannot predict the future, but it would be awesome if she could. But her dream still stayed on her mind, revenge on the twisted souls.
Overall Count: 1,098

Just the Post count : 677

[--»♥ adalia]

Cool. competetion! I wish you well

[Ambitions]

Same here Good Luck!!! :-D

[--»♥ adalia]

*waits for desicion*

[Ambitions]

* Breaths heavily *

ARGHHH! This is mentaly painful!!!

[Aelis]

Ok I found this hard so ill set up a poll see what the members think, both of you may not vote, remember I can see who has voted

[lazy adalia]

arg. okies. but won't that be kinda hard to see who wins, cause only 2117716, Me, Ambitions, you, and Roxie, go on alot? Oh well. I shall not argue.

[Ambitions]

ok

[Aelis]

No one hate me...

Lady of the Lights: Light Intentions

If for some reason she cannot fulfill her role Adalia will take over