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New designs searching for a owner
Not interested in these ones? Wait for the next batch coming very soon c:
Fill this in..
And only do this if you reaaally want to adopt him or her c;
The more info, the better and more change you win C:
Number:
Name:
Gender:
Breed: Scenequine
Personality:
Abilities:
Likes:
Hates:
Mate:
Foals:
Story:
How can you win one of these? Choose your favorite, comment here with the list filled out so I know, and start drawing c:
Show me that you know things about this character even I didn't know or thought of. Also, I want you to show this in your picture. If you try for the mare and according to your story shes born on a garbage dump raised by bunnies, draw it! C: Let you fantasy go craaaaazayy 8D Don't forget to add the list to your artist comment c:
Same rules. No linearts, no tracing, credit me, no fighting, no exact deadline and no first come, first serve. All of them are Scenequines, no Sparkleponies, Hoequines or something else... :3 And don't drink to much coffee like me
You can make the hairstyles longer or shorter, though I want them to stay spikey (: You can also add accessoires, but don't change/add markings!
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Lineart (c) *yvor , mane, tail, inner eyes and jewelry added by me.
Designs (c) me
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Number:3
Name: Alanis
Gender: Female
Breed: Scenequine
Personality: Sweet, kind,
Abilities: she can jump very high
Likes: carrots, to run, aplles (so much), her Mate and sunny days
Hates: red (it reminds her the fire), racing, mosquitoes and rainy days
Mate: Tyson
Foals: not yet, but it is coming
Story: She was born as a racehorse, but one day she ran into another horse stumbled and sprained her leg. Her former owner abandoned her after the race, while pouring. It was found by a girl who took care of them until the leg is not healed completely. Now she lives in the farm of Hannah, the girl who saved her, with her partner Tyson.
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Hi, I was wondering if you've announced the winners of these adoptables yet? I've been busy with work a lot lately, so I have not been up to date on many things ><
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have you decided the winners yet or am i just impatient??
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Nope you aren't... Sorry, I was so busy with the Breed Adoptables Batch
I will announce them soon c;
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Okay 
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You have to try ^^
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Nope, the winner is almost announced c;
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o darn but okay...
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Number: 3
Name: Evanescence 1
Nick name: Evana
Gender: Mare
Breed: Scenequine
Personality: Her looks defy her personality. She may look like a sweet little bay baby but she's a shrieking, animated beast when she wants to be (which is most of the time.) It's infrequent that we can snap a picture of her standing still, and near-impossible to catch her with all four hooves on the ground.
Abilities: Can sing the song she hears exactly how it sounds.
Likes: Apples, Carrots and chocolate chip cookies
Hates: Bad people,rubbish and over talk active people and animals
Mate: Daddy DJ
Foals: None
Story: After her younger sister dying from neglect of a person Evana ran away she was successful but she got lonely and cold after a month she collapsed from the cold (this was in winter) she was unconscious she could hear her little sister singing to her but then she heard a voice and a warm sweet breath she woke up and found herself in a meadow full of fresh green grass and stallion called DJ. DJ had dragged her to his home and family in the outskirts of Bear creek stables she fell in love with him and him aswell his sister apple became good friends with her. Staff of BCS realized there was a stranger on the lose as they went to see Evana she hid away behind DJ so the Staff decided to let her be with them in there limited wilderness. The staff fed the horses very day by leaving food hidden in toys Evana got used to the staff and let them stroke her but the staff did decide to keep her in the wild so she does they feed her very day and she has the freedom she always wanted.
Theme song: Evanescence - Like You
I might change her fridge color and add Accessories.
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Could I have # 2?
Scenequine # 2 [with info]
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βTaiyΕ no Ko Esuteban!β
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I forgot to put this in my comment
Number: 2
Name: Sweet Venom
Age: 3 years
Gender: Female
Breed: Scenequine
Personality: not much of flirtacious mare, cool, sweet, loving, can be hyper at times, sometimes shy when meeting someone new, loves her father, always misses her mother, gets distracted easily [sometimes], likes cuddling up to someone [whether it's a mare friend or stallion], cute, she hums a song whenever she does her favourite work, telling jokes or doing one on someone, doesn't mind being around with foals
Abilities: Dance, she can paint [when in the mood], making up poems
Likes: Joke around, play like a little filly sometimes, dance to music that has a beat to it, sweet foods, hot chocolate, sweet tea, being free, love stories, novels [teen specifically], pop [especially pop] and rock music, kawaii plushies, costumes, any bakery [like I said, she loves sweets], cherries, math [she just likes digits; she thinks they look cool] the season autunm/winter [she likes the cold weather], Christmas, running around like crazy, when in a deserted area she usually is tempted to shout out something [like, HELLO or something like that....just for fun]
Hates: rude horses, bugs, spiders, rap, ghosts, vampires [get's real creeped out just like w/ ghosts], heartbreakers, being alone, ignored, time, doing work, any type of science, germs, wars, blood [makes her think of vamps], snakes, illnesses, vainful stallions, killing, being interrupted [when reading or writing a poem or painting]
Songs: Baila Mi CorazΓ³n by Belanova
Mate: none [yet]
Foals: none
Story: She doesnβt remember much but she hard a life. Being separated from her mother by humans, she was left all alone. Her father then claimed her and he took care of her. Their relationship wasnβt really that well going because she barely knew him. So, she decided to run away and find something new, like have an adventure and forget all the bad things that happened. She wasnβt aware that she had to go through a lot of obstacles in the wild and sometimes she regretted of being such a wimp. She then had met this one Scene stallion and fell in love with him. He did too and at one point the two were mates. Venom hadn't had this much happiness in her life. They had lived together for some time and would travel to find a herd. They found a Scene herd and were accepted in it. After a time, the two were a little distant from each other and didn't talk as much. Venom didn't want this to continue, so she decided to talk to her mate. She then found out he was cheating on her and she ran away. Again. She was hearbroken and believe that she was cursed. She cried and travelled alot along the way but never forgot her mother. She only remebers the times they were together when she was just a filly. She really missed her. At one point she thought about all that had happened. It was foolish of running away she once thought and was about to go back to her father and apologize to him. She did go back and but noticed her father wasn't there. The horses that were near by, ver close, said that he went to seach for his daughter. Venom didn't relieze he'd go and search for her and she travelled back. She kept on searching and searching, hoping that she could tell him that she loved him but never really did say anything but she couldn't find him. She laid down and cried, hating herself for leaving and causing everything that had happened to her. Then one day, when she was resting, she heard someone call her name. She looked up and saw her father. She ran up to him and the two hugged each other. Venom vowed she'd never leave. They only had each other and then, they travel to find a new home.
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βTaiyΕ no Ko Esuteban!β
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aaw, I'm so in love with number 3, but I'm not good in writing storys and so on
('cause I'm german Dx)
and so many people are trying for 3 and the pictures I've already seen are so damn good
but number 3 is SOOOOOOOOO AWESOME
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Number: One
Name: Smoke It
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Scenequine
Personality: He's A flirt But Never Actually gets into relationships because he's afraid of Being Hurt again. He Loves Music and Can get easily distracted by it. He's friendly, yet Shy and usually stands on the sidelines and watches, only when another horse walks over he'll socialize.
Abilities: None
Likes: Coffee, Freedom, Loyal Friends, Darker drearier days, Mares. (loves) Lady gaga, His Best Friend 13 and Crime.
Hates: Soda, Being told what to do, Falling (which he does alot)
Mate: None
Foals: None
Story:
Early One cold winter morning a young mare gave birth to a brown colt. she whinnied to him and he crawled over to her feeling the warmth. Soon she got up and Encouraged the little colt to do the same. He tried and failed. The mare stamped her foot impatiently. The young colt looked at her scared
"No no no please don't be scared." She whispered softly nuzzling him up Soon he stood up and the young mare helped him walk.
Soon the young mare lead her colt down back to the herd. A bunch of the mares gathered around congratulating the mare.
"Congratulations Rosemary." "Way to go" "Such a fine looking colt." "Going to give chance a challenge when older" the mares looked up when they herd a snort. A large black stallion walked over to them and they let him go through.
He sniffed the foal and reared up . when the foal skitted away he snorted in disgust
"This colt isn't anything more than a filly" He said in a loud booming voice "Look how he Skits away" he lunged at the foal again.
Rosemary Stepped in "He's a fine colt" she snorted back the stallion just looked at her.
"I want him out of this herd."
"What?!" Rosemary looked at him in shock "It's Winter your Crazy!"
"I noticed it winter, that's why set him out" He ordered a few other yearlings they did as told
"Why are you being so harsh?!" She snapped at him "Is It because we are a different breed of horse? Because it isn't your foal?!" She gasped at her last words and stepped back
"He's what?!" The black stallion spun around. The young mare turned and cantered to her foal
"Run" the foal did as told And ran beside his mother not knowing why
"Get them" the stallion roared rearing up several stallions ran after them.
After some time the foal slowed down panting
"No please just a little more.." the mare begged
"I can't..." The foal fell down in the cold snow. the mare bowed her head and walked to the foal and laid down beside him
"Okay we can rest for a little..." They both fell into a nap. When Rosemary woke up she gasped and jumped up and stood over her foal protectively.
"Whoa, Don't worry Rose" A rough voice said, Rosemary Looked at the Bay stallion and laid her head into his neck
"Jack you scared me!" she said almost crying.
"Hey hey don't cry We'll get him somewhere safe." With that he put the small foal on his back "I know somewhere you'll be safe for awhile." He trotted up the mountain
When they reached the cave the small foal just started waking up. Jack laid him gently down on the ground and the colt fell asleep again.
"Whats his name?" He looked at the mare
"Uh... i haven't named him?"She scuffed the ground embarrassed. "Do you have an Idea?"
"Hmmm.... usually your the one who names things." he said
"How about LoveGame?"
Jack Shook his head "No"
After several hours of thinking of names Jack Spoke up again
"How about Smoke It?"
Rosemary looked at him
"I like it" She nodded her head in agreement
Jack Smiled And Laid down Rosemary Laid down beside him resting her head on his back. She looked at Smoke It and smiled.
Jack Woke up to small hooves hitting the floor He raised His Head And noticed Smoke It trying to Squeeze in between Rose and Him he scooted over a tad and the foal fell right in between them and fell asleep peacefully
----------Several years later (alot of stuff is being skipped out, Dont wanna write a full book yet)
Smoke looked up from grazing. He sighed, it has been two years since his parents were killed by his Birth Herd. he flatten his ears trying to block out the screams from his mother as Jack was struck down she was after but from the way it looked she felt nothing she was numb. He snorted and jumped as he best friend poked him with his nose in his ribs "Hey Crime" he looked forward again.
"So are you going to visit her?" Crime asked. Knowing that he was thinking of going to see the Ukittchi mare. Crime tried to tell Smoke that they don't live as long as normal horses and they age faster. And She was Almost at the end of her life.
"Yeah"
"Smoke....I have to tell you something..." Smoke snorted and stamped his hoof
"Crime, No, She's Not going to die, I think i may of solved it. and she'll age like a normal horse. I Won't give up on her, I Love her"
Crime Closed his Eyes those words 'I Love Her' Hurt him But why?
"Okay than go Smoke I wish you Luck."
With that Smoke Set off towards the forest where the Ukittchi horses lives when he got there the horses looked at him with sadness in their eyes
"Smoke? Come with me please" He followed the small white mare and Saw a Beautiful blue roan mare laying in the grass.
"Is She dead?" The white Mare Shook her head "Not yet She was asking to see you"
He walked over to her And Laid next to her so he could look at her in the eyes
"Temprest?" She opened her eyes and smiled Warmly at him
"Smoke.....I'm Sorry I should of told you.." She coughed
"Shh.....Don't worry About it, I have some herbs unicorns gave me they said it should help you gain more years in life..." She shook her head
"No Smoke, It won't work now... I just wanted to tell you I never Loved..." She let out a single breath And than stopped moving.
Smokes eyes filled with tears. what she never loved him? He got up and trotted away. Back to where he had first met her. He collapsed and just laid there on his side and closed his eyes and cried.
He woke up still on the ground. He raised his head and saw a pile of green apples.
"Good your awake" Said a voice he didn't know. He looked behind him and saw a strawberry roan stallion walking over to him. "You okay ,mate?" He asked Smoke looked at him and shrugged
"Well I found your little friend" He said motioning behind Smoke, Smoke Looked and Saw Crime. Right now crime was the last horse Smoke wanted to see but it was nice to see a sympathetic face.
"Thanks"He managed to say As he took one of the apples.
"No problem."
-------------------------------------- More coming soon if i get him 
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holy cow! thats long...
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*cough*
Hehe I'm Sorry I just lost track of where I was and where i was supposed to stop -.- Sorry
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it's fine...i'm just amazed! my story was like a paragraph...
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Yeah I know. I just get lost When Writing haha
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I think that number three is just the thing I need to bring me back into my art! ^-^
Number: 3
Name: Calayo
Nickname: Cally, Cal
Gender: Mare
Breed: Scenequine
Personality: Sweet and demure. Rather flightly but very curious and smart. For a Scenequine, she isn't much for party's or anything like that. But that is probably because she doesn't know she's one.
Abilities: She can speak bird better then horse. More of how she was raised than an ability.
Likes: Birds, bright colors, flight, the sun, summer
Hates: Bats, not being able to fly, dull colors, cold, snow
Mate: None
Foals: None
Story: "Hello?" a voice called through the darkness. Her eyes fluttered open and the young filly looked up at the large red bird. She was wet and cold and didn't know what these thing were. Where was she? Who was she? She tried to stand but fell back to the ground, her head hurt. "Easy child," the bird said in a gentle voice. She hoped toward the filly and looked at her. "You have bumped you're head, you've been asleep for five days since we found you."
"Who's we?" the filly asked, looking around but only seeing the one bird.
"My name is Scarlet, and my son Tinto found you. What's your name dear? Where's your family? You're too young to be out here alone," Scarlet asked her gentle gaze holding on the filly.
"I-" Her name? What was her name? Suddenly a small red bird came out of no where and landed between her ears.
"You're awake! Good morning Calayo!" the young red bird said happily.
"Tinto! Don't frighten the poor thing!" Scarlet scolded the young bird and he frowned.
"I'm sorry Mama," he said.
"Don't apologize to me," the mother bird said and nodded toward the filly.
"Sorry Calayo," he said and stepped down off of her and next to his mother.
"What's a Calayo?" the filly asked curiously. Tinto laughed warmly.
"Why you are silly! Right Mama?" he asked and Scarlet nodded before jumping off the root she was sitting on and walking toward the filly.
"We will take care of you, until your family gets back, alright?" she said softly, looking up at the young horse with warm eyes.
"Thank you," she said and Calayo drifted off to sleep.
------------- 3 years later ----------------
Calayo had been raised by Scarlet and her and Tinto were as close as brother and sister. They had grown up together and were always getting into trouble. Cally was always the voice of reason and kept Tinto out of serious trouble and that day was just like any other. Only today, they travelled a little farther from their home tree than usual and Calayo had a bad feeling.
"Tinto, we should go back," she called up to her brother in the branches.
"Oh come on scardy cat! We'll be fine!" he said happily and flew forward. Cally quickly cantered after him.
"Wait! We shouldn't be this far from home! Mama will be worried!" she called, but Tinto continued flying and they broke out of the forest. Calayo skidded to a halt at the tree line and her eyes widened. Tinto quickly swopped down and landed in her mane between her ears.
"Look Calayo!" he whispered in her ear. "More... Calayo's!" The mare's eyes widened as she looked around at the small herd of horses. Sure it didn't seem like much, but to someone who had never seen another of their kind, it was a big deal. One of the horses looked up and saw her. It looked at her strangly then turned and nickered to a few larger horses around the out skirts of the herd and they started to trot over.
"Let's go..." Calayo said, rather frightened.
"But Cal-"
"Now!" she said and whipped around racing through the trees. Tinto gripped tightly to her mane and tucked his wings to his sides.
"Slow down Calayo!" he called, but she didn't hear him. She was terrified by these two large horses chasing her. She had never seen a stallion and she couldn't even fathom what they wanted with her. She ran quickly and made it back to their tree.
"Mama!" she yelled and quickly, Scarlet swooped out of the tree. Tinto stayed on Calayo's neck and she skidded to a halt, looking back. Scarlet shrieked and dove at the intruders. They whinnied and snorted rearing up at her. She shrieked and swooped again, clawing at their eyes. Calayo and Tinto watched in fear as their mother fought to protect them. After another swoop, one of the stallions who's eye was bleeding, grabbed her wing and threw her to the ground.
"Run Calayo! Run!" she yelled. Calayo was frozen in fear, she couldn't leave her mother. Tears began to fill her eyes as the other stallion raised his hoof above her and the one with the bad eye moved toward Calayo and Tinto.
"Run!" Scarlet yelled and Tinto pulled on her mane.
"C'mon Cal!" he said, fear shaking his voice. Calayo quickly jumped forward and ran, dashing through the trees. She was able to lose the stallions and stopped running as night fell. Her legs throbbed as she dropped to the ground and Tinto jumped off her walking up to her head.
"We... We can't go back Cal," he said shakily as tears began to fill his eyes. "They know where we live and they can find us is we go back."
"You're right, but I can't run anymore," she said softly and tears started to run down her face. They had lost everything they had known, but now Calayo wanted to know more. Who were those creatures that looked like her? Why were they so... horrible? She didn't know, but she knew she was going to find out.
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[link] (btw, this is V13Raptor, I moved my stables stuff to this account)
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Number: 1
Name: Hillbilly
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Scenequine
Personality: Country type of stallion, he prefers to live in the wide open spaces rather than in cramped corders of the cityscape
Abilities: Nature related, like controlling the ground around him, and also can control water
Likes: The water, swimming, fireflies, mares(he's a stallion, what you would expect) and children,nature.
Hates: Other stallions( as long as they don't try to go after a mare he has his heart set on, they should be fine with him), Lumberjacks/Loggers, Poachers, and anything or anyone that harms innocent and young animals, and is strongly against animal/child abuse.
Mate: None, but looking for one though.
Foals: None
Story: Having lived in the country for all of his life, Hillbilly loves to be able to run about with his friends in the wide open spaces just outside Yellowstone National Park. Its one of his favorite nation parks, for the rugged and raw beauty it presents to him. One day when walking though, he saw some poachers shot done a mare and her foal. Outrage, he attacked the poachers, injuring them enough and dragged them to the nearest police station. Before the police arrived though, he was long gone. He burried the mare and her foal, deeply upset about what he saw.For some time, he thought humans did little to nothing to stop the horrendous acts like the one he just witnessed. But over time, he slowly began to realize that other humans were thinking the same way as he was : To preserve and protect earth's wildlife and wildplaces, and he had become a full support of those who protected wildlife.
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crap, sorry i forgot the first part
Number: 1
Name: Rhett
Gender: Stallion
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Number:
Name:
Gender:
Breed: Scenequine
Personality: Super fun and loveable!! He loves all his friends to death and has parties ALL the time.
Abilities: He can control emotions and has power over fire
Likes: Girls, parties, video games, his best friend Riley, and his 1970 mustang mach 1 ([link] )
Hates: Motorcycles -.- and boring people
Mate: None
Foals: None
Story: (human) He grew up in a household of 9 girls, 2 dogs, 3 cats, and his single mother, plus a hamster or two but they think the cats got them. Growing up with 9 younger sisters, Rhett became very protective and got into many fights at school. He usually won but was still always blamed. He stayed at home to take care of his sisters after he finished high school. Once the last one was off to college he also left his mom. When he left he went to the Montserrat College of Art. He made his money by painting and now lives on Cape Cod in the small town of Chattam
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OMG #3 is feaking delicious <3333
Number: 3
Name: Fantasy
Gender: Mare
Breed: Scenequine
Personality: Fiery persona, but soft at heart. Can be stubborn and hates rules. She is very rebellious. Very outgoing and makes friends in about 2 seconds with anyone she meets. Very loving, very carefree, and veryyyyy thoughtful. She has no morals and lives life day by day. She's extremely witty and spontaneous to no end. Not flirty at all, she acts as if boys are girls with a deeper voice but when she has a boy in her clutches she loves to play games on him, to keep herself from being hurt. Guarded about herself, but open minded.
Abilities: Levitation, pyhscokinesis, mind reader, can fly, and can speak to someone telepathically.
Likes: Lollipops, boys, blue & green, butterflies, tattoos, tulips, gum, stars, singing, thoughts, (loud) music, and blueberry pancakes.
Hates: Idiots, blown speakers, chewed straws, spiders & bugs, love, apples, bandaids, piercings, ignorant/arrogant people, blondes, cloudy night skies.
Mate: None! She's single but not exactly looking xD
Foals: None
Story: (human story) Fantasy was born and raised in a relatively nice trailer park home, with her mother, her father ditched the family when she was 3 years old to persue his dream of being a rockstar. When her dad became more and more famous, money was sent to her and her mother every week to help support themselves, but even though large amounts were sent, nothing changed. They still lived in a poor area, barely had food, and were still late paying the rent. Fantasy questioned these things deeper and further until she eventually learned she could read minds. She started invaded her mother's thoughts, hearing bad things. Her mother was spending their money to fuel her addiction to meth. Fantasy was only 9 when she learned this, so she had no idea what meth was, and what it was doing to her mother. Finally, when one day her father called to ask how life was now. Fantasy told him about her mother's thoughts. A few days later child services took Fantasy away from her mother. Fantasy was placed in a mental institute and her mother in rehab. The people in the institute thought she was crazy saying she could read thoughts. After asked to read thought after thought, the administrators were forced to believe her and released her. Unable to reach her dad, Fantasy wandered the streets at only 9 and a half. She was taken in by a dark man who called himself Cowboy. She looked up to him, only to realize he was a dealer. He wanted to use her as a decoy in order to get the heat off of him. Until she was 15, Fantasy sold cocaine for Cowboy, until they moved to Hawaii and got married. For a couple of years they happily supplied the residents of their island cocaine and even marijuana. But things began to get rocky when Cowboy owed money to his dealer. He didn;t have the time to get it back, so instead he offed Fantasy for a week without her knowing. The deal went unnoticed to Fantasy and before she knew it she was on a plane back to the US to retrieve more goods for her husband. When she landed in the San Jose airport, thoughts with her name reached her, and she learned her husbands scam before being spotted by his dealer. She ran off, alone and frightened. She has been betrayed by Cowboy, her one and only love. Growing stronger from the heartbreak, she called her dad and he happily took her in to help after hearing her story. Now living with her father, Fantasy records her own music and sings.
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Number: 2
Name: Rockstar's Breaking The Habit
Gender: Female/Mare
Breed: Scenequine
Personality: R.B.T.H is a full fledged sweetheart. She does carry quiet an attitude, so you shouldn't try and act like her creator/mother. She doesn't like to be told what to do, but she can be really sweet if you're the same way back to her. She can be nice one moment, and be a total jerk the next, so you have to be careful what you say or do around her. She likes to sing at the top of her lungs, and she doesn't mind helping people out if they're in danger. She actually is pretty shy almost every time she meets someone new, but she will warm up to you, and when she does, she can be your best friend. With a little bit of help, she can do just about everything, and LOVES listening to her music.
Abilities: She has the ability to fly, but that is only when she can manifest wings with the shape of an angel's. She also can predict feelings before another Scenequine can figure out exactly how they feel.
Likes: She likes to sing to the fullest, run as fast as she can, foals, rainbows, music, dark/stormy weather, and likes to joke around.
Hates: She hates when other mares are full of themselves, being called emo, sunshine, most bugs, being alone, and not singing.
Mate: She's still looking
Foals: She doesn't have any so far.
Story: Rockstar was born in one of the prettiest meadows of the Scenequine world. Her mother was quiet the looker, and her father was a rouge, but got along well with most of the herds. She had no other siblings, but was never spoiled. She never liked to be spoiled. She grew up to be Independent,and she learned that things don't and wont always go her way in life. She had a best friend, Joe, who had died a few days after she had turned 1 years old, from a play fight that turned into more than just play. After that she kind of just let go of everything, and she stayed with her music and her singing.
Drawing: Going to be drawing her tonight!
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Number: 3
Name: Bright Chrystal
Nickname: Chrissy, Chris, Chrystal
Gender: mare
Breed: Scenequine
Personality: shy, loving to strangers, but fun, loud and outgoing with friends
Abilities: Water & Ice, she loves to create Icesulptures and care for plants
Likes: Flowers/plants, Latte Macchiato, Party
Hates: bad People who lie and hurt, Spiders, Tomatoes
Mate: none, she hasn't found real love yet and would never be with one she doesn't love from her heart, she deeply believes in soulmates
Foals: one day, if she find's mister right 
Story: Chrissy had been living in a small herd for all her live. But as the stallions started to show intrest in her and even tried the hard way to get her, she decided to leave. Since that day she wanders arround searching for true love and her soulmate
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Aren't those your fav colors? C:
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adopt 3 or is it open anymore?
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Its the newest of them all, so yes shes open XD
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okey I get 3? I would take it if it does not pay points
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Uh.. Please read the rules c;
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I'd love number 3 X3 Sadly it's no longer on the list
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I think I forgot to add her 
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GAHH. I promised myself no more but number three is so pretty *_*
Number: 3
Name: You're Cute When You're Dead
Gender: Mare
Breed: Scenequine
Personality: A very short temper, she does not like to put up with other Scenequines immaturity. The slightest things set her off, but if you are lucky enough to actually get to know her and become her friend, then she's extremely energetic and fun to be around. Unlike most, she isn't very big on partying, but when she does party, she goes all out with it. She's very flirty around stallions, and often does careless things when with them.
Abilities: None that she knows of.
Likes: Cookies, the color blue, loud clothing and hairstyles, accessories, eyeliner.
Hates: The color yellow, shy horses, cold weather, tongue piercings.
Mate: None
Foals: She's had a few but never stuck around to care for them.
Story: Dee looked up at her mother, her ears laying back slightly "What do you mean I have to leave? You told me it was okay to be different!" she exclaimed, looking over at the large stud that stood beside her mother. "I know darling, but...well....you're too different." she explained. The young mare shook her head "I can't believe you. You know what? I don't care. Screw all of you!" she snapped, flicking her tail in slight annoyance as she turned and walked the other way, grumbling under her breath. It wasn't her fault her mother had gone off with some random stud and gotten pregnant, it wasn't her fault that she got her father's colors instead of her mother's black and white shades, none of this was her fault, so why was she being blamed? The mare heaved a sigh and picked up a slow lope, trying to think of where she could go.
--Months later
Dee had ended up miles away from her family, of course that was her intention, but now she had nobody. The young mare kept her head down as she walked silently along the river, her ears flicking up at the sound of splashing water. Her gaze lifted to see a stallion standing not far away, splashing about carelessly in the river. She stopped and let out a quiet call to him, twitching her ears curiously and trotting forward to greet him. The large stallion sniffed curiously, walking a circle around her before quickly befriending her. He promised her a good life if she came with him, so she did as he said and traveled with him for days. As soon as she'd started to trust him, he'd wasted no time in breeding her and leaving. Hurt and angry, the mare quickly fled to the trees, not coming out of the forest for months on end. Dee spent her entire pregnancy in the trees, afraid that others might see her. When the foal was born, she left it to die. Desperate for love, she set off on her own again.
--Roughly two years later
She had trialed her way through many stallions, getting used each time. By the time she was six she'd had three foals. Finally she just gave up trying to find herself a lover and moved on. Leaving her where she is now, a young mare, roaming alone in search of acceptance.
[[ i apologize that it's so bad o.o i'm working on a picture now
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