Post by Koko on Sept 24, 2006 2:10:01 GMT -5
KOKO
Birthname: Koko Akuaj (koh-koh AH-kwahj)
Nickname: Koko
Gender: Female
Herd: none
Rank: Loner
Age: Unknown (looks young)
Alliance: Dark
Mother: unknown
Father: unknown
Mate/s/: none
Love: none
Crush: none
Children: none
Best Friend: none
Other Friends: Yaana
Siblings: unknown
Likes: Yaana, birds, snow, the color white, trees
Dislikes: Obnoxious horses, loud noises, showoff stallions, the color black, thunder
Breed - Gypsy Vanner
Height - 15.2hh
Eye color - Turquoise
Mane Color - White, black streaked forelock
Tail Color - White with black highlights
Description - Koko is what happens when a common
Vanner color gets a little unique. She is nearly pure white, a vivid, glowing hue like freshly fallen snow. However, since she is a piebald, slender tendrils of black streak her mane and tail. A small obsidian spot is on the inside of her left hind leg as well, classifying her as a paint. She has a sweet, curvy structure, with abundant feathers and a long, silky mane. And on top of that, to complete her overall unorthodox, rather ghastly appearance, her eyes are a very unusual color: an electric, bright turquoise, almost as if someone had injected liquid neon into them, giving her a heart stopping stare and a distinct identification.
Picture -
(here's a body shot of Yaana)
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Personality - Koko has a very cool, smooth aura about her. In her presence, you seem to get that kind of chill like lying against porcelain, which is worsened whenever she makes eye contact— with those electric eyes, it’s hard to be unfazed whenever she glances at you. She seems like a peaceful horse, with a sultry voice like that of a purposefully attractive woman. It takes a lot to annoy her, or at least get her to show her true emotions and blow a temper circuit. It’s almost as if she had been eternally enveloped in a frigid pool of serious, calm, tranquil, serenity. You would get the impression that she is of the Light or perhaps Neutral alliance, but that is where she deceives most anyone who hasn’t known her long…
History - Koko Akuaj is not a true wild horse.
Born hundreds of miles away from Naikou Island, where she had lived for a few years now, Koko hails from a place she never wants to remember. Probably why at a very young age she ran from her horrifying homeland, traveling for ages before she reached her current home…
“Whew, I don’t think they’ll find me now…” the little near-white filly panted, leaning against a shady tree. She had been running for hours on end, her pelt glittering with glassy beads of sweat, her breaths short. After she had steadied her pulse, she lowered her head to graze on the sparse, dusty grass. It scratched her dry throat and made her stomach coil, but she ate it anyways. She was starved, and just about anything would work as food at the moment.
Koko only rested for a while at that cold place, with few trees and little to eat. Then, she went on, galloping as fast as she cold and only stopping when her chest began to ache and she couldn’t run anymore. Then, she’d rest again, and run again. It was a constant pattern, all to get her as far as she could go. She swam across massive rivers, pounded through deserts and tundras. It didn’t matter what she had to do, she just wanted to get away. She did this for years; yes, years. Probably only two, until she was a full-fledged mare, which flying feathers and a shapely body. Then she came across Naikou Island. Here, she finally stopped, figuring the island would shelter her from her fears.
(Muahaha! Crap history!)
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