◖paint my spirit gold◗

[KUNA ✌]

KUNA’S STORYBOOK

introduction ➢➢ hello, i’m kuna! also known as… kuna. i’m in high school, under the age of eighteen but over the age of fourteen. i suck at these things. i guess here are some random facts about me?
⇢ i really enjoy writing.
⇢ i really enjoy riding ponies (and horses, too, but i basically call all equines ponies so yeah).
⇢ i really enjoy writing in either all lowercase or all uppercase (so if my posts come in the lowercase format, it’s just because i enjoy writing that way and also for style).
⇢ my favorite letter is the lowercase ‘i.’
⇢ i plan on nursing to be my career choice.
⇢ i’m homeschooled (whut whuuut).
⇢ i live at a year-round youth camp but our primary season is in the summer. i work with the horses, so during the summer i basically only have internet/phone time on the weekends.
⇢ i’ve been role-playing for about three and a half years now. next august will be my fourth-year anniversary.
⇢ i really wish we could use emojis online because i use those suckers like they’re a language.

so yeah! that’s it. now here’s my ponies.


characters ➢➢
⇢ phoenix ⇢ join post ⇢ syndicate
⇢ lokii ⇢ join post ⇢ imperium
⇢ lyric ⇢ no join post ⇢ entity of order
⇢ ananke ⇢ join post ⇢ imperium

[KUNA ✌]

▷phoenix◁

we don’t have a choice to stay
we’d rather die than do it your way

name ◌ phoenix.
gender ◌ female.
age ◌ five years.
date joined ◌ ten-thirty-fourteen.


breed ◌ spanish mustang x andalusian.
height ◌ fifteen point two hands high.
color ◌ bay dun (Ee/Aa/Dd).
mane + tail ◌ dark brown.
markings ◌ white irregular star, white snip, primitive markings (dorsal stripe, leg barring, shoulder blade stripe).
eyes ◌ dark green.
physical health ◌ one hundred percent.
pictures ◌ link


allegiance ◌ syndicate.
rank ◌ assassin.
mental health ◌ seventy five percent (explosive violence disorder, masochist, sociopath).
relationships ◌
□ name here (status)
□ name here (status)
personality ◌ at a first glance, phoenix can often be described as uncaring. she has a very ‘whatever’ attitude about her, as if she doesn’t give a flying crap about what you or anyone else thinks. in truth, that is very close to what her actual personality is. she gives little acknowledgement for those who should be respected but aren’t, in her books. however, if she pledges her allegiance or honor to one group of people, she will sure as heck stick with them unless she thinks the place is a waste of her time or no longer worth her while.

when it comes to earning respect, phoenix believes that they should show they are worthy of her respect and trust first before she follows them faithfully. she doesn’t follow orders based on what everyone else tells her, but rather based off her own judgements. if someone tells her that somebody else is the baddest of the bad, phoenix is bent on finding that someone and inspecting them by her own free will to discover if the rumors are true or not. when phoenix sets her mind to something, she sticks to it in the most stubborn way possible. she always finds a way to get what she wants; whether she has to sacrifice something of hers or something of someone else’s.

however, when you get down to the very core of phoenix’s being, they will find a mare who finds a thrill and adrenaline in seeing death and blood and pain. she’s a sociopath, finding pleasure in the act of killing and the different ways of doing it. just as well, she has a very explosive disorder, often times turning into a raging, violent destructive force from the very smallest of triggers. different things set her on edge, but also different things calm her down. most of the time it depends on whatever mood or setting she is in, giving phoenix an uncontrollable and unreliable personality.

added on to her many layers, phoenix is also calculating and cunning. she knows how to work her assets and get what she wants. but while using brute force and sexual attraction can get you some places, planning and precision must also take place. although sometimes getting down to the very exact stuff is difficult for phoenix given her disorders and fiery personality traits, she is still able to slyly figure out what she wants to do and what her motives are.


history ◌ past history -- phoenix grew up in a different part of the world. her herd had been living in the same general location for many years, passing down leadership from generation to generation. the herd was relatively traditional as well as respectful in their mannerisms and ways of life. even as a young child, phoenix didn’t appreciate her herd’s standards. she was a reckless child, running about committing various acts of disobedience among the herd members. her mother wasn’t loose with her child’s discipline, nor was she tight-reined. phoenix’s father happened to be a random stallion who had raped her mother and fled the next moment, leaving the mare pregnant and scarred. given this fact, phoenix’s mother often ran into mental breakdowns, traumatized by the night which resulted in her daughter.

phoenix’s herd, as well, consisted of mostly purebred spanish mustangs. the breeding line of spanish mustangs was well-maintained and calculated with careful consideration. her own mother was a purebred spanish mustang, a descendant of the first beginnings of the traditional herd. phoenix’s father was a different mix of breeding, resulting in a girl who might’ve been perfect in her herd’s eyes had it not been for her rapist sire. the purebred spanish mustangs almost cast out phoenix and her mother, but they granted the mare a chance. if she produced a perfect spanish mustang filly (it had to be a filly, not a colt, for the fillies one of the most important pieces in their breeding culture) phoenix’s mother would be able to stay but her imperfect, impure daughter would have to leave.

when phoenix turned two years old, her mother gave birth to her purebred foal. thankfully, it was a filly - a sister. however, during her mother’s pregnancy, phoenix had been acting out. she didn’t want to be thrown out of her herd, away from the only place she’d ever known despite how much she had acted out. nonetheless, the herd leaders came to inspect the newborn and deemed it good enough for phoenix’s mother to stay. in an outburst of anger for various reasons, she attacked the filly in front of the leaders and her mother, striking the newborn’s head and killing it instantly. before anyone could react, phoenix turned on her own mother and attacked her as well. while her mother’s death wasn’t as swift as her sister’s the mare nonetheless died due to injuries caused by her own half-bred daughter.

after killing the only family members phoenix ever knew, she left the herd, fueled by anger and violence and the thoughts of how much she had enjoyed the murders. she quickly began seeking out some way to fine-tune her bloodthirsty thoughts. she found help in the form of a wise warrior who used to fight for the good side of the world but turned to the darker side of things. the stallion trained phoenix in all his ways, teaching her everything he knew, and even helped her discover who she truly was along the way. after training for two years, phoenix killed her mentor in another vicious act and moved on, searching for some form of employment or some way to express her enjoyment at killing and causing pain.

and that, ladies and gentleman, is how she came across rltw.

current history -- unwritten.

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[KUNA ✌]

▷lokii◁

no matter what we breed
we still are made of greed

name ◌ lokii.
gender ◌ male.
age ◌ six years.
date joined ◌ eleven-two-fourteen.


breed ◌ friesian x appendix quarter horse x abstang x mustang x quarter horse x welsh mountain pony x arabian.
height ◌ fifteen point one hands high.
color ◌ silver bay (Ee/Aa/ZZ).
mane + tail ◌ silvery gray.
markings ◌ no skin on the face - it is all bone except for his eyes, a splotch of striped white in the direct middle of his back, a splotch of striped white on the right side of his neck, a splotch of striped white on his left gaskin.
eyes ◌ his left eye is blue and white mingled, his right eye is blue and black.
physical health ◌ 90% (poor vision in left eye, partially deaf in left ear, bowlegged front legs).
pictures ◌ no pictures.

(written description - There are many ways to describe Lokii’s appearance, but perhaps the most used words are lanky, lean, and long. He has a lanky figure, as if he never quite grew out of his teenage years, with sharply angular cheeks and a medium-sized chest. With long legs – and his front legs are slightly bowlegged and scarred from a history event – and lean shoulders, his overall appearance screams gangly and long and almost slender.

When it comes to physical traits and coloring, Lokii’s looks speak of many different stories written on his body. He has bruised eyes (the left one is milky white and clear blue, the right one is pitch black and clear blue) and scarred forelegs. There are patches of striped white found on his silver bay body – one in the direct middle of his back, one on the right side of his neck, and one on his left gaskin – from another history event. As well as such things, Lokii also has various scars ranging from tiny and subtle to more noticeable across his body that speak of wars and battles and different such events.)


allegiance ◌ imperium.
rank ◌ loner.
mental health ◌ 90% (masochist).
relationships ◌
□ name here (status)
□ name here (status)
personality ◌ there are many ways to describe lokii’s personality. perhaps playful would be a good definition; he is always one for games and riddles and cunning ways to overthrow his opponent. while he cannot call himself the ultimate professional at playing games, he is very good at creating them and maybe bending the rules slightly to enforce his win. if lokii loses at a game (whether it is his or someone else’s) he tends to keep holding his head high and secretly consider a plan to get payback.

among playfulness, lokii is also rather tricky in both his words and actions. he’s always finding a loophole, one way or another to get out or into something he wants to get out of or into. while sometimes these loopholes result in a different circumstance than he was expecting, lokii usually manages to find a way out of that, even. he is a man of riddles and ways to confuse his opponent, someone with a witty tongue and an often sarcastic way of speech. there is always some sort of comeback lokii can think up, even when put directly on the spot, and with the suave way he says those lines it isn’t hard to see that he is both a likeable and unlikeable character. although, that doesn’t stop lokii from caring what others think about him.

considering the fact lokii really only follows one master (and in his mind she is deceased) he really doesn’t give a care for rulers or royalty or kingdom borders or politics. the trickster often says what he wants whenever he wants it and if anyone thinks he’s being rude, they are usually correct. respect from lokii is hard-earned and his trust is even harder-earned. while lokii can often make bargains or deals, it doesn’t mean he necessarily trusts that person.

despite being rather tricky, playful, and flirty (when it really comes down to it) lokii is more on iffy side with mares. he thinks they are fine, and all, but if anyone were to get his genes in their children it would certainly be a worthy feat of admiration. nonetheless, his charming sneaky behaviors aren’t hard to get the ‘hots’ after, so to say, but when it comes to the true dirty business he tends to play hard to get simply because he doesn’t care for such things. the playfulness and flirtatious behaviors before are his forte, but anything that comes up after that lokii prefers to stay away from.


history ◌ past history -- when lokii was a child, he grew up with a mother who took care of him but didn’t necessarily love him. he was the result of a rapist, one who tortured his victim with terrible illusions while he took her. because of this incident, lokii’s mother was traumatized of stallions and often had nightmares in the night that would cause her to turn on lokii, thinking he was his sire. the result of that terrible night was lokii and he ended up with poor vision in his left eye and partial deafness in his left ear. with everything that had happened in his so-far short lifespan, he was rather hateful toward the world at a young age.

he discovered that he had the same power as his father, the ability to create illusions and fake, mental images with his mind and force them into the minds of others. often lokii would go into the woods and terrorize various woodland creatures with his illusions to feel some amount of joy or adrenaline. when he was almost a yearling, lokii left his mother in favor of a kingdom in his homeland called “the forsaken valley” or more commonly known as the valley. he had heard of the queen who was ruling at the time, named elite, who was controlling a tight ship of a kingdom where only horses with powers such as lokii’s could join. the almost-yearling joined, declaring his desire to be an assassin or at least someone to be feared, and proved his worth by creating strange and unnatural worlds for elite to see until she allowed him in.

he became known as the queen’s protégé in the valley, with her to mentor him and with him to perform various dirty tasks for her. soon after joining the valley, elite made a party out of a giant massacre of horses to die. they were either killed by a form of alien-like equines that were under the control of a magician or killed by valley members when trying to escape. in lokii’s luck, he was able to kill one of the escapees by toying with them and then finally killing them with a blow to the head. because of such a large mass of murders in the valley, many of the kingdoms of the land became hostile toward the valley.

on the same day just after the mass murder, elite summoned her father, a well-known magician, to see how proud he was of her. in doing so, elite’s father, named carnage, burned the valley down and kept most of the members of the valley within a bubble of protection. in a defiant act of bravery or stupidity, lokii stood up to carnage (still only almost a year old) and said he did not wish to kneel before the magician (who considered himself a king). because of him doing so, carnage broke lokii’s forelegs to make him kneel and torture him. once lokii admitted he was wrong, carnage healed his legs back up (although they are slightly bowlegged and scarred from the incident). each equine that was inside the bubble of safety, as well, got carnage’s dark mark somewhere on their body. for lokii, the darkness flowed into his right eye – causing him to have blue and white in his left eye and blue and black in his right eye.

two years after joining the valley (while they prepared for an anticipated war after the rest of the kingdoms found out about the massacre), lokii greeted a mare named myrina at the border. while she was from the jungle (an all warrior woman kingdom) she was secretly going undercover for her kingdom. the pair began to duel, each with their own powers, and eventually the tension of buildup and playful lust led to a child being born. however, as soon as the incident of baby-making was finished, lokii didn’t speak to myrina again.

around the same time, lokii was stolen away to another kingdom where he learned about his fear of sand and deserts. while he was in the desert kingdom, the war began. the kingdom he was stolen in was heading the war, taking the lead, and so when they set out to attack he followed behind them, shielding himself from anyone who spotted him with his magic. when he got to the war, lokii immediately looked for elite to protect her and find the rest of the valley members. she told him to go and find the rest but a desert magician advanced on his own magic and overthrew it. in an attempt to save elite from the magician, lokii tried to throw off the magician. elite ran away from lokii and he ended up turning toward an orange mare who tries to attack him. they battle viciously, but in the end the orange mare is struck dead and gets her head blown off by a strike of lightning in the form of a horse that can shape-shift.

lokii moves on to kill a stallion before the war ended with elite’s sudden disappearance. at the end of the war, lokii was sent back to the deserts where he was stolen before a mare from the valley came to set him free. over the course of his time in the valley, lokii performed various other dirty deeds for his kingdom, even though elite no longer ruled due to her disappearance. a year after being set free from the deserts, lokii disappeared. while he was gone, lokii embarked on a quest that no one knows if it was real or fake.

in his quest, lokii learned that he was supposedly ‘dead’ and had to embark on several different missions in order to ensure he returned to the world of the living. thankfully he did so, but in the process he had to kill his zombified corpse. the process by which he did such a thing included using a sandstorm creation trait he was given to create an electric charge large enough to create lightning to kill his corpse, just like the lightning strike had killed the orange mare in the war. because of that, when lokii returned to the real world he had striped white markings on his body where the lightning had struck his corpse as well as the skin and muscle ripped off his face leaving just the skull and his eyes.

in his wanderings around the world while he was away from his homeland, lokii came across rltw, where his sandstorm creation and illusions are no longer available.


current history -- unwritten.

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[KUNA ✌]

▷lyric◁

so love the one you hold; and i will be your goal
to have and to hold; a lover of the lights

name ◌ lyric
gender ◌ female.
age ◌ immortal.
date joined ◌ xx.


breed ◌ xx.
height ◌ fourteen hands high.
color ◌ blue koi (#659EC7) & sea blue (#C2DFFF).
mane + tail ◌ blue orchid (#1F45FC).
markings ◌ kohaku koi fish pattern throughout her whole body (the sea blue as the white and the blue koi as the red in the example).
eyes ◌ blue orchid (#1F45FC).
deformities ◌ rather than having hair, her body is covered in scales except for her mane/tail/forelock; on her back, her spine looks more like a fish's spine and is exposed; there is a spot across her chest over her heart and also just behind her left elbow where the scales of her body are cracked and scarred.
physical health ◌ one hundred percent.
pictures ◌ xx.

(description: lyric has a very petite, slender build. while she is short (standing at only fourteen hands high) the majority of her height is taken up by her legs. as well as long legs, she has a finely-shaped head and petite, teacup ears that accent the shape of her face nicely. her muzzle tapers into a slender formation and her cheeks are prominent much like one would speak of the high cheekbones of the indians. with a compact back and muscular hindquarters, lyric still makes to be a pretty specimen of a mare.

her coloring, however, is perhaps the most obvious thing about her. with a very pale, almost icy blue as a base coat and then a lighter, nearly sky blue as the top, lyric’s patterns reflect the variant of koi fish with a design called the “kohaku.” her mane and tail and forelock, as well, are colored a deeper shade of blue that accents nicely with the tones of her scaled body. her eyes, as well, match the coloring of the only hair on her body. along lyric’s back, her exposed spine reflects the appearance of a fish’s spine, with her ribs disappearing into her scaled sides.

perhaps a less noticeable but significant marking on lyric’s already-interesting body is the scarred and tattered-looking scales across her heart where the spike had impaled her so many years ago. the outer scales of the injury look more healed and put-together than the inner scales, which are scratched and almost look misplaced. such a marking is both shown on her chest over her heart and also behind her left elbow where the spike came out of her body on the other end. when it comes to how lyric appears to other characters, she much prefers to simply be herself.)


allegiance ◌ entity of order.
rank ◌ xx.
mental health ◌ one hundred percent.
relationships ◌
□ name here (status)
□ name here (status)
personality ◌ if lyric could only be summed up into one word, it would be pure. while that does not mean she is naïve or innocent to the terrible things in the world, she is still pure. a creature full of heart and empathy, lyric is sure in her ways of doing things and will not be swayed by someone else’s opinion. she is empathetic, crying when she sees others crying and angry when she sees others angry even if she does not understand why they are. she feels for everyone, sees their pains and aches and joys and victories and losses. while such a burden might be a terrible thing to have, lyric carries such things with pride and strength.

because of her purity, most think she cannot stomach the worst of situations, but she handles them rather calmly, in fact. when it comes down to dire situations, lyric always puts herself in the face of danger before anyone else. she is a willing soul, ready to sacrifice herself for someone even if she doesn’t know them. perhaps she could be taken advantage of, in such a situation, but lyric considers herself the protector of the equines of rltw above anything else. when it comes down to giving directions, she is very swift in delivering information and direct in her ways of leadership. at the same time of being direct, she is also genuine and kind in her ways.

as well as being all of the above things, lyric is also very forgiving. she is almost forgiving to a fault, always finding good in everyone despite how much bad they might’ve done in their life. she trusts easily and even when that trust is broken she always finds room in her heart to forgive them, even if they don’t forgive her. she is also honest in all her ways, speaking with truth and sincerity. if lyric ever speaks a lie, she always finds herself feeling guilty or regretful for doing such a thing and will eventually come out and speak the honest truth. it is simply part of her personality.

with all good comes bad, however. because lyric is so quick to trust, she is often gullible. she is lulled easily into things, especially if it comes down to someone evil setting a trap. as soon as she realizes her errors, she is quick to fix them and come up with a cunning way to retrieve everything back, but often her mannerisms of trust cause her to end up in sticky situations. as well as being gullible, lyric is obsessed over trying to save equines from death. due to the fact she feels she has failed at her duties as the peacekeeper of order because of past events, there is an almost insane obsession instilled in lyric to try to save as many equines as she can from the possibility of death until they can die peacefully at an old age.


history ◌ past history -- it cannot exactly be said how lyric was born or created – only that she just was. perhaps she came from the ocean or a lake or a stream or perhaps she came from the earth or a volcano or a tree. no one can say and no one will say – only that she just was. nonetheless, it is easy to see she came from some form of nature. there is some sort of way that she knows everything that has happened in rltw, whether it is fate or destiny or an all-knowing power or something more like being taught by an unforeseen mentor. but she knows, just as she has always known.

she has stayed hidden, however, watching and waiting for the proper time to introduce herself. and she had, once – a long time ago. it was in the time when the great disaster was just beginning, when the volcanoes were starting to stir and the weather was just beginning to turn rough. she found a small bunch of equines that were living in a cavern that had slender but sharp spikes hanging from the ceiling. she revealed herself to them and tried to help them escape before a thunderous rumbling shook the cavern. horses from the small herd fell, breaking from rocks falling or spikes crashing down to kill them. in a valiant act to save a filly, lyric shoved the girl over and took the brunt of a spike, which impaled her to the ground dangerously close to her heart.

while the spike did severely injure lyric, she didn’t die. her body healed her and although everyone else in the cavern died, lyric was stuck, impaled on the spike and stuck in the ground. eventually, after many years, in the form of water falling down onto the spike, the rock eroded until she could lift herself off of it and allow her body to fully heal. she stayed in the cavern until she regained her full health, mourning over the loss of the equines who had been the only ones to know her.

and then she crawled her way out of the cavern and back into society, still knowing the lands and everyone but still not quite knowing how.

current history -- unwritten.

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[KUNA ✌]

▷ananke◁

bid my blood to run, before i come undone
save me from the nothing i’ve become

name ◌ ananke.
gender ◌ female.
age ◌ four years.
date joined ◌ twelve-ten-fourteen.


breed ◌ friesian² x egyptian arabian x gypsy vanner² x shire x warmblood x arabian² x lusitano x andalusian x clydesdale.
height ◌ seventeen hands high.
color ◌ silver black tobiano.
mane + tail ◌ mane is white on crest and black on forelock and withers; tail is white.
markings ◌ face and legs are black, double black shoulder bar, silver brindles/stripes over the legs which rise to the shoulder and hindquarters, white hooves.
eyes ◌ solid black, pupils appear to be invisible.
physical health ◌ ninety seven percent (sleep deprived, random movements due to schizophrenia).
pictures ◌ link


allegiance ◌ imperium.
rank ◌ loner.
mental health ◌ sixty eight percent (schizophrenia, somniphobia [fear of sleep], hemophobia [fear of blood]).
relationships ◌
□ apollo (sire)
□ redrum (dam)
□ vanatos (firstborn brother)
□ insignis (secondborn sister)
□ epiales (thirdborn sister)
□ metis (fifthborn sister)
□ igantia (sixthborn brother)
□ mecaria (seventhborn sister)
□ zoran (eighthborn brother)
personality ◌ if there is any way to describe ananke, it would be crazy. although she doesn’t have any specific voices living in her head, she will often hear, smell, see, feel, and taste things that aren’t actually there. in cases of choosing between bravery and cowardice, she will often run the other way, opting for flight instincts instead of fight. she’s a coward, but there are rare moments when ananke is brave – however these are far and few between. trustworthiness with ananke is hard to come by, mostly because her view of anything and everything is dangerously and wickedly twisted. she doesn’t know what is real and what isn’t, so to be giving her trust to someone is incredibly hard of her.

often ananke will randomly lash out at something she sees but no one else does and this can occasionally inflict harm on someone. ananke is often found randomly twitching or shaking when nothing is happening and her eyes frequently snap from looking between two different objects without purpose. as well as being virtually crazy and twitchy, ananke is also antisocial and introverted. she finds it hard to keep a conversation for a certain amount of time, her thought processes often becoming muddled with each other or halting randomly. socialization is hard for her and although her schizophrenia takes over much of her personality there is a sense of self hidden underneath. this self doesn’t enjoy speaking to others for fear that they will judge her because of her disorder.

in general, ananke lives in a world largely surrounded by fear.


history ◌ past history -- in being part of such a large family, it is obvious that one has to fight for their own place. ananke, however, was different from her other siblings and from the rest of the herd. while they were off fighting the demons of the world, ananke was fighting off the demons within herself. even as a youngster she spent much of her time away from her family, hiding in little corners of the territory where no one would find her. the hallucinations and delusions would still find her, however, and whenever she came home the girl always brought home little injuries from where she had attacked herself trying to get away from nothing.

however, with such a brutal and careless family, none of her mental health or physical health distress signals was healed. instead, they got worse, until ananke was convinced nothing was real and everything was fake. she fell into a world crafted entirely of her own mental sickness. eventually she became too distressed to even sleep, instead developing an irrational fear of falling into a sleep that would bring an onslaught of even worse nightmares than she endured during the daytime.

when ananke’s family was cast out of their own home due to a mutiny, ananke followed her family, despite the fact that her hallucinations were getting the better of her. she stayed with her family until she turned two years old, where she fled from her home, bent on destroying the demons that followed her. they continued to, however, with no amount of running to cease them. in the two years since then, ananke has been roaming around the lands.

current history -- unwritten.

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