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Txepster(Txep) here. This is my crew. I'm odd, weird and wonky. So klutzy its a hazard to my health... tripping over air is a regular basis for me. Love all sorts of animal. Despize the human race with a passion. Fuck Zombies!!! None-sparkly Vampires and Bloodlusting Werewolves are the way to go. I love wabbits and I want to be a Pokemon Master when I grow up! I CHOOSE YOU, BULBASAUR!! The Mob: Adhemar - stud - eight - somatic mutation The Woohing: N/A The Disassembled: N/A

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Adhemar Breed: [Thoroughbred x Appendix Quarter Horse x Florida Cracker] x [Abaco Barb x Orlov Trotter x Norman Cob x Westphalian] Gender: Stallion Height: 17hh Age: 8 yrs old Color: Liver red(chestnut) Dun minimal splash Somatic mutation black with lacing. ee/Aa/Dd/nSpl Markings: Irregular stripe/star, RF-coronet, FL-sock, RB-high stocking, LB-short sock. Black Somatic markings over chest and leg, face and mane as well wraps from under gut over most of his right hip, flank to top of rump and part of the tail. Mane & Tail: Dark red with a couple Black streaks Eyes: Amber gold Health: --Mental: 90% Narcissism, mildly sociopathic --Physical: 100% prime of his life!! Allegiance: Imperium History: You'd rather not say, it's really not your way. Bragging up the forgotten, it's pointless, the past built you up to what you are now. There's no need to dwindle on what you were or how pathetic your life was. Ah hell who you kidding, any prideful prince should be envious of the shit you had to endure to get you this far. Its not like its a shame. Just an annoyance to ponder on the past while you live in the present for the future. Alright so base line, this wretched world barfed your ugly ass up out of a wench as a product of rape. The whore you once called mother was a slave to the stallion that had forced you to be a burden on. You weren't greeted with welcoming arms, nope you were welcomed with a kick in the face. Literally. Sought to be a demon child with strange markings, as the effects of the Great Disaster had not reached these far lands yet, most horses were all still normal. You were almost put out of your misery the day the whore brought you back to the herd the first time, but your bastard father seen hope in having a demon son. Even with a wench for a mother, a demon spawn would be perfect for an heir. Supposedly. From there time had passed, insignificant siblings followed your wake, needless to say you killed off a few. As you grew most feared and shunned you, even though the bastard ruler of the band coveted you that did not stop the neglect and aggressive behavior aimed at you. More times than not you became the target of everything, picking up the shit of others or getting smothered in it. Either way it was what began to create and form you, the beast within was born and they'd all regret how rancid they treated you.. all in good time. As you matured the bastard father did nothing to protect you from the ridiculing and beatings, theory was if you could survive through it, it would make you stronger. And it did. Perhaps for the first few times you had hope of being rescued and helped. Learning quick enough there was no such thing as hope. You make it happen or you die. Owning up and taking your place in the band, it didn't take much effort to finally gain a high respected status. Rolls reversed from being the beaten to the beater. They stopped ignoring you to intentionally avoiding you for their own good. It created great amusement in your world to have such a sick controlling power over others with fear. The potential that the bastard seen at you at birth shown and so he let such thought cloud his judgement of you. He figured you be the best second in command and help him conquer other bands to gain more wenches for his use. So you let him have this illusion of top dog in this buddy system that would be for mutual gain. It worked rather well, yet you had your own plans, waiting out another take over of another band. It was almost to easy to take on the bastard and end him, the surprise in his face was priceless as you crushed the life out of those starry blue eyes. From there you became a tyrant that grew bored of your own proudly acquired roll, taking any wench you desired, killing off any unacceptable foal or snatching up others as you pleased. It wasn't fulfilling. The fact that more than half were used second hand trash of the bastard was not satisfying or pleasurable, its like putting on a used condom and hoping its as effective as the first time. It was disgusting that none of these wenches were actually officially yours, acquired, fucked and owned by you, just all sloppy seconds. So what better to do than go on a sudden mad outrage of striking down whomever was in your reach and disbanding the whole lot, of course spoiling any yearling fillies before they can fully escape first. Not caring if they were half siblings or not they all felt your rage. Off on your own now, becoming a hunting predator on any poor soul you came upon. Fine tuning your skills, lusts and desires, hearsay of deformed equines was caught on the wind by you and that intrigued you to continue your travels till gradually you have started encountering these horrors of nature. Indeed they excited you and even made you jealous you are not as distorted as them, even more the idea of having several mutant wenches as your own spurred you to keep finding the land that held herds of these mutated beauties. Personality: Its not like it is blind to see, you're more than a bit full of yourself, believing through triumphing over all the trials and challenges of life so far has made you the best you can be. Easily being greater and superior over others, you love to poke and prod at others to prove you are. Everything is a game and joke to you, you don't take anything serious besides your own conquests in life. As well as an insufficient heir or child of your blood is serious business to you, instantly will you seize its existence at to not tarnish or waste your name and bloodline. Do you care if the it upsets the mare? Nope why would you care it just means she'll be in season sooner and be able to give all nourishment to the next foal to ensure it's stronger than the last. You're not a complete dick.. Well maybe you are considering you don't have manners and you only worry and think about yourself and how to take advantage of others for your own personal gain. Heartless.. That's no doubt, there's not a soul out there that could give you those watery pouting eyes to make you be sympathetic or caring. Having nothing to or personal to you is the way to go. Nothing can hamper you or be your downfall. And you take pride in that considering you love using another's weaknesses against them. Manipulation and pain of others is the only joy you truly can find, its something you feed on and devour daily.

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Name: Hallucination Breed:Bashkir Curly + lusitano + Andalusian + Ardennes + Marwari + Byelorussian Harness + Welsh Cob + Kiger Gender: Hermaphrodite Height:16.1hh Age: 6 yrs Color: Sooty Silver Black Roan Pearl Frame Overo (Ee/aa/nZ/nSty/Rn/PrlPrl/nO) Markings: Overo patches scattered over it's body, edges of white spots are shaped like dripping liquid. Black Egyptian eyeliner around both eyes. A scarab beetle that's extremely jagged at the edges with the same dripping liquid look at the bottom of it. Mane & Tail: Apricot silver tipped with sooty lowlights Eyes: Neon Orange with sky blue flecks Deformities: Hermaphrodite - has both set of working genitalia all the time, testies are just smaller than average stud and tucked in alot closer so they are less noticeable. Has a double set of hog tusks on upper mouth, just behind its nostrils. The front set it about four inches long curled slightly out an up, the second set is touching directly behind and on 2 inches long. Health: --Mental: 100% --Physical: 100% Allegiance: Atlus History: Through the many mutations throughout this erupted world, this one was a bit different as the deformity happened within the womb of the hosting mare. Two fertilized eggs, one of xx chromosomes and the other of xy chromosomes, fused together through the early stages of development. Nothing was entirely odd about this pregnancy besides the foal grew extremely fast and even was born a few months early with nothing particularly wrong. Even its size was that of a normal foal that would've made it for the full term of gestations. At first thought to be a miracle child of the herd, being born so quickly and healthy, it was seen as a colt at first. But within a few short days the mother had become clearly confused when she swore there were signs of the foal being a filly. Nothing seemed wrong.. Just there was a slit under the tail and a sheath between its legs? It didn't take long for it to be known the new foal was a freaker freak of nature. Sure they had their occasional deformities but to have both sets of genitalia was unheard of. Some thought it was cool, others, like It's mother were appalled by it. She was disgraced and tried to hide often from any social activity, even trying to hide her foal's deformity. The foal soon became ashamed of it's self, pulling away drastically from the others, even though that wasn't hard to do. As it grew older it stayed apart of the herd, as that's all it knew, but kept to the edges. Being quiet and lonely, it was always portrayed as a freak of nature to all new foals, scaring them enough not to go near it. That really hurt Hallucination as it really enjoyed and liked the children. They were young, sweet and innocent, only corrupted by what their parents said. One day though as it was roughly a year or so, give or take, the lead's prized daughter of rainbow metallic fur approached it. No one was around and Hallucination never noticed her watching him before. She was only a few months younger than it, yet it seemed she defied her father's rule of don't interact with The It. Scared out of it's mind, it was shocked when the princess seemed accepting of it and wanted to be friends. Over many moons the princess would sneak away to see it. Always with kind words and becoming the only friend It ever had. Her words of praise and reassurance helped improve it's self-esteem over time. Yet it was inevitable that Hallucination had feelings growing for the rainbow pelted filly. It had to contain itself as she became so curious as to study its body, letting her invade it's personal space to checkout how it's body functioned with both genitalia. It found its belly was rather ticklish as well. These private hangouts went well beyond a years length, the princess found ways to sneak off more often. It made it easier for Hallucination to be isolated so much from the rest of the herd. It was one night the princess came to it in tears, hugging it like never before. Apparently she got the news she was to be wed to a neighboring herd's mateless old stallion. Hallucination didn't like this at all, but his shocker came when she had confessed her love for it. It hadn't told her anything of its own feeling as not to scare her off. Finally it confessed it's own. Things got heated between the two best friends that night, soothing passionate urges of both body and soul. In time one could notice the princess's gut becoming tight, she blamed it on haygut fat. But the day came for the king of the other herd had came to pick up his intended mate, with 2nd and third in command. The princess begged her father not to go but the peace treaty needed to be completed. She screamed her dismay that night as the fellow king was allowed to rest up there before heading back, he wanted his new mate that very night. She wasn't in heat nor would she be for quite some time yet. The old brute tried anyway by any means he could. Hallucination was the only one of the herd to care enough that the princess's screams made its soul cry. Unable to hold back, it barged in to protect it's love. Being no real match for this king, it was a surprise in the struggle that one of Hall's tusks slipped and ripped the old brute's throat wide open. Gasping as he lay dieing, bleeding out his 2nd in command showed up on scene. Purely enraged went to grab for the princess, actually noticed her stomach was with child. Making his rage worse calling out the princess's father, calling him a trickster for giving them a pregnant whore and assassinating his king. A fight was about to break out, but Hallucination butted in, asking forgiveness from its own leader and princess. Acting more feminine than ever before, offered itself as replacement for the princess to the 2nd in command knowing he'd be the new one in charge for their herd. It took quite the convincing but it worked. Being taken straight away with no goodbye to it's loved princess besides a stolen glance of longing. Hallucination would never see her again. Now as the new leader, he gave a bullshit lie of how the old king had had a heartache while attempting to breed his new mate. Not caring Hallucination was a herm, which they called it Luci now, lied saying it was the princess so there was no dishonor was by known by the herd. So long as Luci had a vag, this new king planned to use it. Being the first male it had ever had, at first Luci hated it as it was constant breeding several times a day no matter where or who was around, till it was guaranteed it was in foal. Never treated like a proper queen though as that was it's title now, it was more expected to be submissive and pet like to the new king. The fact that Luci was a herm came in handy at times when the king had times of leave for business, Luci would act like a male and be 2nd in command if intruders tried to ever take over. There was still a "male" presence around to handle things. In time the king trusted Luci more, it grew more confidence in itself, still always longed for it's lost loved one. The day it heard about the rainbow princess had been stolen by bandits to be a concubine in a far away kingdom, broke Luci's heart. As well it never heard what happened to their love child, not even sure if its lover had carried full term. After baring two foals for it's king, Luci was sick and tired of her roll. Longing for freedom, it decided to betray its king as its only resort. Wooing a high strung mare of the herd, convincing her and a few other mares that it wasn't right how the ladies were treated in the herd. Just as foal factories, it wasn't right. And so over a few months, Luci's lady lover had rallied enough to create a riot amongst the herd. Hallucination was kind enough to not leave the maiden baring it's child wanting her to be able to choose her next mate freely after the uprising. Doing nothing to help the king with this problem and letting the mares over take the herd. In amongst the turmoil, Hallucination slipped away and ran off far from the kingdom lands. Not wanting to risk being caught, it didn't return to its old herd. Finally after some long exploring, several lovers of either gender, shunning from a few others and more traveling ensued. Trying to find a place it felt accepted and welcomed completely. Personality: Hallucination has quite the range of personality to it. From extremely intimidated and self choice isolation to loving the company of others willing to accept it. Has the ability of smart wits verse brawns. Yet can back up its own in a well matched fight rather well. Overall is highly caring, no matter how rejected it is. It can't seem to succumb to hating another if they don't like it itself. More feels pitty towards those that can't accept differences, no matter how large the difference. Generally likes everyone, tries to be kind to anyone it encounters. Now not everything is hearts and roses with it, it is very hesitant at times depending how its feeling. At other's it likes to play it up and be more than proud of what it is. Perhaps you could call it the mood swings of a mare and the ego of a stallion clashing together, that's just how it is. Some days it feels more masculine others feminine. Extremely bisexual, it does enjoy intercourse with both genders. Always has the fantasy of a three some and being in the middle of it. The thought will make it sigh with lust. Indeed it can be easily seduced by others, in fact it knows that's one way others have used it to trick it before. Still falls for it most of the time. Now if one could break past the sex loving, slightly timid bit of it and become a loved one of it. Hallucination will do anything for the ones it cares and loves for, friends or family. Big downer though is it gets extremely jealous even at seeing another flirt with even a crush it has. At times becoming dumb with jealousy will do stupid things as temper tantrums. Being toyed with is not pleasurable to it and lies are worse. Because of it's first love so long ago, it has tucked its true heart away, never wanting to replace her. It will care and love another but never allow itself to be In love again. * Picture: With the pelt of shimmering pale roaning bronze apricot with darker copper points, it a gorgeous individual to behold. Orbs a bright neon orange with sharp baby blue flecks surrounding the pupils, there's dashes of white splattered across it's body. White splatter around the left nostril and lip corner crawling up around the right eye and ear. Scattered splatters down the neck over the chest and shoulders, licking down to kneecaps to splashing random splatters over its barrel, rump and hocks. Truly looks like someone threw buckets of white paint over it, as all the white patch edges have a dripping down pattern to them. Contrasting everything is the pure black Egyptian like eyeliner, half inch thick outlining its bright eyes and drawing out from the corners with pleasant accenting affect. To go along with this is a blarck scarab beetle marking in the middle of it's chest, a bit muttled in exact design, this marking too has the dripping edges affects well. From there though it's mane coppery mane and tail lighten up to be moonlight silver with charcoal lowlights darkening the roots and fading out to the tips. The dark shading is from a sooty factor only powdering its ventral side along the whole spine and neck. The sootiness starts just from the top of it's forehead between and over its ears, down the base of the mane, over the withers, back and rump to the top of the tail. It's perhaps a four inch width as its widest point. Physically built now is almost a good mix of feminism verse masculine. Has a strong thick boned build but yet refined with enough curves to make it rather easy to mistaken as male or female. Overall it matters how it holds itself and walks to whichever it looks more like. With refined lean bulk to it, there's mild length feathering running down from it's knees covering most of its dark beige hooves. Overall its frame is like a mid2000s mustang, curvy yet bold with nice flare and hood scoops. Facially it sports a more straight nose bridge, little to no roman or dishness to it, skull tapering from forehead to nose tip. Defined smooth jawline, flattering big eyes, noticeable cheek bones, ears sharply curving in towards each other and almost touching like a marwari. A rather petite facial structure even for a male to female contrast. Bringing out a more masculine touch is the double set of hog tusks mid-top jaw, the tips are just behind its nostrils. First set 4inches the second is 2 inches in length. Rather sharp besides a few nick and scratches, they're a creamy dark ivory white. Makes nuzzling a bit awkward but it manages it somehow. base black pearl color Mane and tail with sooty and silver effect sooty on body just a little more prominent on back and rump rough idea of overo markings, very rough, just that scattered and spacey

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Name: Thalia Breed: Arabian x Shire x Brabant x Lusitano x Knabstrup x Appaloosa x Plains Zebra x Thoroughbred x Friesian x Morab x Percheron Gender: Mare Height: 17.2 Age: 6 years Color: Smokey Black Markings: Reverse White zebra striping Deformities: Mane & Tail:   Cream with black streaking Eyes: Gold with dark Copper flecks Health: --Mental: 100% --Physical: 100% Allegiance: Altus History: Abandoned to young as a foal, discarded by Naenia, Thalia grew up scared and lonely believing herself worthless and a hopeless case. On the verge of starving she had once came near to becoming the more bony than meaty lunch to a pack of wolves, though thankfully a seemingly kind brute saved her. He was J'skar, of whom she became debted to for saving her life, though she didn't understand the value he seen in her. Had to have done something with her oddly stripped pelt. Either way she hid in his over powering shadow for quite sometime. Even then her fear and guilt of being to worthless drove her to run away. She couldn't allow such a strong stallion to deal with such a pointless pound of horse flesh, she'd just drag him down and she knew it. In fact she ran so far she had left the safe-hold of RLTW into a new world Wandering for several years she did, finding no one to comfort her disheveled repulsive soul. Thalia grew so low as to offer herself up as a whore to gain even the slightest attention from the stranger studs. Yet even then it seemed none or just very few would use her. Feeling hollow and pathetic as every attempt she had left for hope of finding any form of love was crushed into the earth. Thalia has decided once more to give her birth home a try, see if its clammy hands are more welcoming this time. Perhaps there is some family left that may remember her forgettable self? Personality: To say the least even from over the years Thalia still has no self-esteem, afraid of the world for how cruel its been. She's never known a tender touch, just refusal and abuse. She yearns to know what love is but doesn't understand it in the least. She will be desperate to find it and go about it the completely wrong way to only get hurt or used again. She does not see beauty in her reflection, just an empty sack of useless bones. Her deep thoughts are so low that she doesn't even believe she's worth her own effort to kill herself off. Its sad how much she believes it so. She is one condemned with hateful negative thoughts towards herself. Her insecurity destroys any chance of ever really enjoying life. She feels like the beast instead of the beauty in her story, wanting to shield herself from the world so no one can reject her again. Like a coyote stuck in a sticky situation she will always try to run and hide. She does not have the guts to save anyone or stand up for what is wrong, even if she's witnessing injustice she just can't bring herself to fail at saving anyone if she tried. So she just simply doesn't try at all so its a lesser of two failures that would bare down on her. * Picture: Thalia tis a greyscale lineart I did of her based off the lineart Trinity did. ONCE DA is working I'll get a correct link attached here. Family tree: - Naenia x Evanesence -- Carnal x Nadia & Created --- Medic x Eris & Created ---- Pyrrhic x Graffiti & Harmonia x Acheron ----- Xerxes x Erotica & Created & Basilisk x Aphrodite & Paradox x Pestilence ------ Charybdis x Insomnia ------- Basilisk x Hydra & Freak x Mortius -------- created & Poseidon x Aegean & Created & Raiga x Chaos --------- Not on rltw & Premonition x Black Pearl & Created & Riddick x ?