Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Dec 4, 2011 21:34:26 GMT
Name: Looking Glass
Species: Horse; Shire/Clydesdale/Belgian/Stockhorse
Gender: Male
Age: 6
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Genes: ee/aa/TOto
Extra Comments:
Species: Horse; Shire/Clydesdale/Belgian/Stockhorse
Gender: Male
Age: 6
Appearance:
Compared to most of the long-legged, lean, and slender wild Brumbies making their way around Kosciusko, Looking Glass is quite the unique item. Not only is he nearly the opposite of lean and slender, but the stallion isn't nearly the compact size of most of the Brumbies. With broad, muscular shoulders and a wide, set chest, this stallion is certainly a force to be reckoned with. He's rather massive, at 18.2hh, and has a very stalky, thick body; once that's built for power and strength, rather than speed and quick getaways. He's very fit, and would have the perfect physique for a model working draft stallion. Now, his pelt is yet another thing that makes him stick out somewhat like a sore thumb, as he's white, with vibrant splashes of a darker, chocolate brown. His eyes are a deep, forbidding near-charocal brown as well, and each and every one of his feet are feathered. Lastly, Looking Glass' entire pelt is marred with scars; yet another trait that adds to his hardened, rough exterior.
Personality:
Looking Glass may seem like most of the other stallions running about here, though if you truly get to know and understand him, you will realize he's much more than another face in the crowd. He's overly intelligent and observant; a horse that will be able to judge your intentions within a moment's glance, and in turn, react immediately according to said observations. Once he does believe something about someone, however, it takes a long while, as well as good reasoning, to change his opinion. He's hesitant towards change, and it takes persistence to gain his trust. The second this stallion begins to question someone's loyalty, there's no chance he will open up to them, even in the slightest. He will often close off all emotion, and in general, completely ignore said offender. He won't shy away from another he believes could possibly be against him, but instead simply look on as if he isn't even there, or act aggressively.
Now, although he's overly intelligent and calculating, not many see the stallion as such. This, often, is because of his tendency to go into a somewhat blinding and uncontrollable rage. It's not as if his eyes go red and he starts blowing steam from his ears, but the stallion does have one hell of a temper. And, when someone annoys him in such a fragile time between anger and sanity, he will, quite frankly, snap. And by snap, I literally mean lash out towards. Physically, or verbally. He's very skilled in the line of battle, and doesn't feel threatened by much. He's, in a way, fearless. Or, that's how he strives to be seen by others. He fears love, discreetly, although not many know of such a fear.
Finally, Looking Glass is not a naturally nice horse. He has a compulsive and instinctive way of thinking, in which often leads him to acting outwardly to others. He loves to start fights and conflict, and acts as dominant as he can, wherever he goes. He's possessive, controlling, and utterly confident in who he is, and what he can accomplish. He's one that loves testing the nerves and abilities of others, be it man or horse, and when he knows he has the advantage, he will flaunt it with no mercy.
History:
Looking Glass' history is, as expected, nowhere near the fairy-tale some live's turn out to be. It, in all truthfulness, is the real reason behind his hardened, furious, and somewhat nasty disposition throughout life. Now, Looking Glass was born wild, however, in Queensland, near Townsville. He's been through a hell of a lot within the six years he's lived, and it all started when he'd just turned two. Looking Glass had been birthed from his mother, a larger painted stockhorse, and his father, a mutt draft stallion responsible for his looks and size. He grew up in the small herd of five until he was nearly two, in which his father drove him out, like every band stallion does when a colt reaches such an age of maturity. Looking Glass did well on his own, however short a time that was, and soon came across a small band of Bachelors, all younger, inexperienced, and rowdy much like himself. He ran with them for a good period of time, before the time of the roundups came, and the entire band of eight young, enthusiastic stallions were herded into a larger, circular pen, separated, tagged, and ready to be sold. They reacted like most horses did, mostly calmly, however they were all nervous, and very curious towards all that was going on around them.
Back then, Looking Glass was an exceptional little colt. He was well-behaved, calm, and didn't have a mean bone within his body.
But, see, man was able to change that.
The older fellow that purchased Looking Glass wasn't nearly considered a nice man, and was from out of town. No one knew him, nor did they know of his devious intentions. He purchased the young stallion without much of a competition, due to the lack of people wanting a thickly built brute, and tied him to his other horse as calmly as any man would. It was after the young stallion had been tied up, and transported an hour away back to the stranger's farm, that the problems started. He was untied, and as any wild horse trying to be shoved into a stall would, he spooked. The stallion reared, jerking his head in attempt to break free from the halter that so offensively held him captive, and in return to the movement, the man that had purchased him hit him. Hard. And, it didn't stop there. It became rather routine, for the months following. Looking Glass was expected to do what the man wished, or face the consequences.
Needles to say, he became a quick learner.
He became a headshy, scared, obedient young stallion, though only around humans. When introduced to his stable mates, Looking Glass turned vicious, pinning his ears and snaking the other beasts out of his personal space. This sparked an idea within the twisted individual the owned the stallion. He liked to fight, so why not let him do so, and get a reward for it? The man had participated in horse fighting before, and knew very well it was a risky business. So, he gave the stallion a name; Looking Glass, due to the fact in the book Alice in Wonderland a looking glass was a portal to the wonderland, and he hoped Looking Glass would be his portal to wealth and fame. After spending a year training and infuriating Looking Glass, he felt the stallion was ready. And trust me, he was. The other horses weren't nearly competition, and he flourished within such circumstances. The other horses were strong as well, certainly, however Looking Glass had the smarts that came with growing up in the wild. He quickly moved up in ranks, and became rather popular in the horse fighting community.
This went on until he was just over four.
It was then, that the stallion snapped.
People labeled the even as a freak accident. It was an early morning fight, and after Looking Glass' opponent lay on the ground beneath his hooves limp, the stallion didn't calm down. Rage had entirely taken over his form, and he leapt from the pit into the stands, rather clumsily and angrily at that, in a desperate try for escape. Ten people were injured, two killed, leaving Looking Glass' reputation forever changed. He turned into a monster, one that should be killed and forgotten. But see, the stallion's owner didn't want to get rid of the stallion that easily. So, he put the horse up for sale as a good working, plough horse, and was surprised from a rancher in Southern Australia contacted him, amazed by his great description of the animal. He wanted to see LG, and insisted the two come South in order for him to look over the horse.
So, Looking Glass' owner and Looking Glass set off from Queesnland towards where the rancher was located, his owner on horseback, and LG tied to the back of the saddle. Once they arrived, after quite the long trek from Darwin, he was able to get him subdued and haltered long enough to let the buyer have a good look at him, agree to buy him, and leave. He didn't warn him of Looking Glass' little fears, nor did he warn him of the fact he'd never been harnessed in his life. The man soon discovered this, when he tried to harness the stallion up, in order to transport him home. He was moderately alright with the harnessing, but as soon as the man touched his side with the whip, Looking Glass lost it. The event entered papers as one of the biggest harness and carriage accident in ages. The stallion had taken off, bucking and turning in order to free himself of the frightening thing behind him, and they had run into yet another oncoming carriage. Long story short, Looking Glass got loose, and took off. It didn't take long for the large, unfit harnesses to come off, and for him to race off into the mountains nearby. He's been roaming since, keeping a wary out for man, and longing to make a name for himself.
Genes: ee/aa/TOto
Extra Comments:
It's poetic, sure, but it may also conjure visions of women's underwear 
