gotta stay high [Nikkayla's Shinies]

[nikkayla]

This is going to take some getting used to!

The name is Nikkayla.
I'm a 26 year old University student; I have one degree in Equine Science from Charles Sturt University and I'm studying a Bachelor of Graphic Design now.
I have been role playing for at least 12-13 years now, I started when I was in Year 7 and I never stopped.
I have always drawn and painted but I began to do manipulations shortly after starting roleplaying, starting with programs that you'd just pointed and laugh at.
I now use a combination of Adobe Photoshop and Paint Tool SAI for my works, and my tablet, a Wacom Intuos3 that I treasure.
I don't think I'll want to stop roleplaying and manipulating, they are great hobbies and inspire my imagination to expand.
I love each and every moment, in general, even the bad ones become something to learn from.
I come from the Boards2go style of roleplaying, so this could take me some time to become accustomed to!

I found Run like the Wind thanks to my buddy Russ <3 And Mia, who I've been around for ages.
I also stalk quite a few artists on here anyway... hehehehe.

The Characters I play are;

Entia - Joining form

Tai'ath - Coming soon.

[nikkayla]

i feel it in my bones - enough to make my systems blow

Name: Entia
Breed: Andalusian x Friesian
Gender: Male
Height: 16.2 hands
Age: 12 years
Color: Black.
Markings: White marking on forehead; dips down further on one side (in picture below for how it looks &lt;3)
Deformities: Broken white horn; one dragon wing on his left (his right was ripped off him a long time ago). Slightly sharper teeth.
Mane & Tail: Black.
Eyes: One red, one white.
Health:
--Mental: 100%
--Physical: 100%
Allegiance: Imperium

History: Entia was born in Next Horizon, to a strong stallion and a mare called Fleet. He travelled with his father to Broken Wings where he had taken up a place as heir to Ravens Cliff. However, he and his fraternal brother had fallen into a sickness and so his father killed both him and his brother. What happened was not death; he plunged into the ocean below the cliff – and when he had come to he had woken on the shore of a beach of an unknown land. It came to be known as Liridon, and Entia had made true friends here, the most important being Lucian, his brother, and the one who he had actually fallen into love with – Inwe. He had become King of Ilir after a terrible time and led them through a horrible darkness and out. When they had been forced from Liridon when the Cataclysm had occurred, they had fled.
Entia had wandered without cause, going from one kingdom from another. Nothing felt like home; despite making some quite interesting associations all the way.

Personality: Entia is and always has been a fun loving yet arrogant character. He loves to have fun, and he is rather oblivious of other feelings of those who surround him, but he is not entirely without class. He does not deliberately bully or tease unless it is warranted. He enjoys spending time with others, and he’s open to flirting with whomever, even if they don't appreciate it. He can be serious as well, and he has got a temper on him, though it’s slow. He has fallen in love once before and he doesn’t really feel although he could ever again – his heart still belongs to Inwe.

Picture:
(these two are drawn by me)&nbsp;Entia partial body,&nbsp;Entia marking&nbsp;- He is more Andalusian, he does not have much Friesian look about him despite being part. He is entirely black except for the white, his wing is also black. He has one red eye and one white eye.

welcome to the new age - entia of nowhere

ty alice. ❤

[nikkayla]

delsolea the static on your arm - it is the catalyst Name: Delsolea Breed: Akhal Teke x Thoroughbred Gender: Female Height: 15.3 hands Age: 7 years Color: Maroon coloured coat; for sake of genetics she was born a red chestnut but she grew into a very deep maroon coloured look. Markings: White minimal overo splash and white markings on legs and face. Deformities: None. Mane & Tail: White with maroon ends. Eyes: Green Health: --Mental: 98% – Emotional trauma. --Physical: 100% Allegiance: Altus History: Delsolea was born into a herd primarily comprised of mares; they ran the land, they trained their children to be strong and fight, and so she had grown up with it in her mind that she was as good as any she came to face with. Yet when she left to explore, when she was in the bowels of Nocturne a stallion charmed her, and she follow him – but she soon learned he was nothing like his charm. He was cruel without being direct, selfish and cared little for her at all. Delsolea wanted to leave but she was bound there, unable to do so. She was one eager to fight and show she was strong but he crushed her spirit down, and finally when she had two children, she cornered him and told him to step up. He fled instead, flying away and unable to cope with her. Delsolea’s temper snapped and she left her own children, not wanting the reminder of how much the world was not like how she had been taught. She wandered, meeting a few like the Dro and of course Dahmer who helped to see the good side again, but Delsolea left, unable to deal with what had come from this place. Personality: Buried inside her is still the eager young warrior, ready to fight and make her place in the world. Without this, she is very distrusting, she doesn’t believe what others say right away even if they are genuine – she dislikes children, she had never been a good mother but even then she was unable to look at children without being reminded of him. She is very quiet now, she does not speak her mind yet she does not do as she is told, she cannot follow another by simply listening to them. She is less likely to fight now; in time with the right people around her she may open up again and begin to return to her old, fighter self but for now she is withdrawn, cold and only wants to find somewhere that she can live without having to worry about the like she has met while she was in Nocturne. Picture: by Schwartze - by Cantatus-Promise - By me

image by tamme [3