Post by vonage! on Aug 1, 2009 17:51:10 GMT -5
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It is written that I am Tragically Hip
Unto the world, I am a Beast of burden
My kids will be born Quarter Horses
I've been around for Eight long years
The humans call me a Blue roan
And, measure me to be fifteen hands, three inches tall
I look at you through lenses of Ebony
And, my tresses are painted to match
I am splashed with four white socks
I don't believe in classes, so I guess I'd be a neutral.
Wanna meet me?
I think I'm a pretty cool cat, but maybe it'd be better if you asked my friends, instead.
The first thing you should know about me is also about girls- that is, I like 'em. Alot. I've never really been tied down before, to one in particular- I guess you could say that I've been around, a little. I am, however, really devoted to my friends, so I think that I could be a pretty decent lover if I met my match. I've been called a flirt, a casanova, and a bunch of other rude names, but I don't regret any of the messing around I've done- now that I've been with so many mares, I can say for sure that I'm ready to settle down, and maybe start a family. Then again, there may still be time to play the field, a little- we'll see how things unfold, I guess.
The second thing is that I have a bit of a bad temper, and I can hold onto grudges for quite awhile. I'm quick to take offence- not so much when it's me on the line, but when it's someone I care about, I'm all over it. I don't forgive easily, and once someone loses my trust, they hardly ever fully get it back. This is the way I'll always be- there's no way to teach an old nag new tricks.
I value honesty. Tell me lies, and nothing will ever work between us, unless you're quite obviously joking. I have a sense of humour, and can appreciate a good prank, don't get me wrong- I just don't believe that anyone who really cared about me would ever value me little enough to leave me in the dark, especially when it really matters.
I'm also possesive, and overprotective. I have, in the past, had the tendencies to court more than one lady at a time, as I may have already mentioned, but I suppose I'm a bit of a hypocrite about it. if I see someone- anyone- messing around with something or someone that I consider to be mine, they're in for a fight. I'm certainly not the very most capable fighter around- I'm kind of short, among the studs I tend to contend with, but I have lots of pain tolerance, and I'm determined as hell.
That's probably not everything you should know about me, but, for the moment, it's all that I'm going to tell you outright.
You care about my story?
Really? It's not all that exciting. I was born in a pretty normal herd of horses, pretty far away from here. Over where I used to live, this whole 'class' thing didn't exist- everybody kind of interacted with everybody else. most of the family was made up of horses who'd escaped from captivity, so I guess almost everyone had something in common, and something of a tolerance for one another. My mum was a runaway, actually. She was a racehorse, and then she had to stop because some stud jumped a fence and got her pregnant with me. Her owners totally freaked, and sold her for slaughter. Jerks. Needless to say, my mom figured out where she was headed pretty quickly, and kicked her way out of the trailer. Smart cookie.
Anyways, as is custom, I lived with my mother for a couple of years, and then my big ol' father figure booted me out. Well, not exactl- he told me that I was welcome to stay, but that I'd have to start pulling my weight. I was lazy, so I left, much to my poor mother's diappointment. Haven't seen her since. My life's been pretty uneventful so far- I guess I've seen lots of sights, because I've just been wandering around for the past six years. As forementioned, there have been lots of ladies- I'm sure I've fathered a couple of foals along the way, but none of them cared enough to seek me out and tell me about it. I've been all over the place, and joined tons of different herds- usually, i get kicked out for flirting, or the like. This place is different from anywhere else I've been- here, you have to decide whether you're a light, a dark or a neutral. THis, I don't understand- we're all horses, aren't we?
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