Scardey Horse

RP blog for my own Centaur OC, Lucio. Art by Hubbedihubbe.

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Looks for good wingtalia fic

all I can find is the bad smut

hELP

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Imagine your icon holding you hostage and asking you how you would like to die. 

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@kxrkland: To Slowly Earn Trust

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"Lucio… No last name." Giving a surprisingly cutting laugh. "After all, is property entitled to a surname? … No. No, it isn’t. And that’s what I am to most." A sad look in his eyes, as if he was remembering something he’d rather forget. "Still. Maybe some of my actions have been too rash. I’m sure you’ve heard how much of a troublemaker I’ve been for them."

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[ ஐ ]         — “Well, I’m sure that you have a reason for your actions. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lucio. And I assure you that you are more than just property.” She gave a small curtsy as a greeting, then looked at the other. “Now, would you like to see your new home?”

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He nodded, padding at the ground eagerly with one of his front hooves. "That'd be great." He actually still wasn't so trusting... But was hiding his true emotions for now, because of the slightest hope he actually could trust her. Oh how desperately he wanted someone to care for. And someone who cared for him.

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It's not munday but eh

whatever

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my character doesn’t just need lovers

They need enemies that break them and force them to test their morals

They need friends that will backstab them and hurt their feelings

They need an enemy that will become a friend

They need friends that they would lay down their life for

They need people so close to them that they might as well be siblings

They need fights and conflict and battles that could leave them broken and inches from death

My character does not just need lovers

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Happy Munday! For every ✫ in my inbox, muse will tell one fact about the mun.

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@kxrkland: To Slowly Earn Trust

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Slowly but surely, he took a few steps forwards. Pausing just before she could touch him as he muttered something to himself in Italian- visibly shaking. “I uh… Hello.” Finally forcing himself to speak in English, a strong accent to his voice. “Forgive me I… Have had a lot of bad people in my life.”

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[ ஐ ]         —She watched as he approached her, then listened to him speak. She knew there must have been a reason as to why he backed away from her, and now she knew why. She lowered her hand, her smile widening somewhat. 

[ ஐ ]         — “It’s alright. I understand completely. But those bad people are gone now, and I’m here to make it all better for you, alright? I’m Alice. Alice Kirkland. And you are?”

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"Lucio... No last name." Giving a surprisingly cutting laugh. "After all, is property entitled to a surname? ... No. No, it isn't. And that's what I am to most." A sad look in his eyes, as if he was remembering something he'd rather forget. "Still. Maybe some of my actions have been too rash. I'm sure you've heard how much of a troublemaker I've been for them."

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                                                      [ You don’t understand. ]                            [ I wasn’t born a blood-stained soldier ]                        [  I kill because they took away my heart. ]    [ They took away everything and I just want it back. ]

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@toilwithheartsandhands: Dangerous Wilds

Lucio had managed to escape his current captors, but now he found himself lost… And unable to find food, water, or shelter. The centaur then going on full alert as he heard some animal noise he could not identify, backing up- almost straight into a snake, the only thing saving him being his sharp reflexes as he jumped. Off he ran in fright- only to physically collapse after going about ten miles. What was this feeling- why couldn’t he continue? He’d never experienced Heat Stroke before, and so there he was muttering stuff to himself in Italian when he heard someone coming closer. “???”

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While most would probably prefer a walk around the neighborhood, Birralee often spent free time exploring the outback; it took a lot of examination, but it had gotten to the point where she’d memorized some of the areas. Fortunately, she was equipped with a good sense of direction, a strong heat tolerance, and plenty of supplies stuffed into the knapsack she carried. She hadn’t gone far from her truck when she spotted a curious patch of colour that she, naturally, approached. Now, she was fairly used to what others might find strange, but this was something even she hadn’t seen before. A man with the lower half of a horse - a centaur, if she was correct - who was obviously suffering from the heat.

Briefly ignoring her awe, the Australian promptly shrugged her bag off and dug out one of the canteens she carried, then moving in closer; she could become very no-nonsense when she needed to be. “‘Ey, ‘ello—…?” Tentatively, she offered out the canteen. “Y’look like y’could use a drink…”

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He hadn't been expecting for anyone to be out here, but didn't feel ready to trust her either. Still. One look at that water canteen and he reached straight for it. Not doing anything else until the container was bone dry. As much as he didn't trust Humans normally, she deserved some respect. "Grazie." He finally responded after a long pause in order to think, analyzing his options. He wanted to be on his own, but it was clear that wasn't a choice here if he wanted to survive.

And that's when he heard that hissing noise again, sweeping all logical thought away as he got up on his hooves and backed a few steps away- beginning to rear up in fright.

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My brain has no heart, and my heart has no brain. That’s why when I speak my mind, I appear heartless and when I do what’s in my heart I seem thoughtless.

Unknown  (via psych-facts)

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@reticentdiversity: Paint In The Snow

Lucio did not enjoy how cold this place seemed to him, and wondered why they’d sent him to Canada of all places. Especially as he was brought out into the front area, looking around and wondering who’d come to meet him this time. Soon his dark eyes fell on the blonde- and while still nervously shaking, he found this person’s presence actually somewhat calming. Taking a slow step closer, muttering something in Italian to himself.

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"T-They a-actually sent it…?!"

At first, the Canadian was just as surprised at he was. In fact, he seemed almost in disbelief at the creature standing in front of him. He thought they were joking at the mention of a centaur, and he expect some sort of toy or perhaps, well, nothing at all. But apparently he was getting something out of it, and they weren’t joking around. He could tell that immediately. He could also see that the creature was afraid, and that made him frown and attempt to calm down a little bit. He had worked with people AND horses before. He knew how Godiva was before they trained her not to spook. He would have to be careful here…

"H-Hello…" he reached a hand out slowly, as if to introduce himself. "I-I’m… I’m Canada… or… M-Matthew, if you like that better."

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That calmed Lucio down even more as he made a few more steps closer to Matthew- pressing the back of his left hand against the other's shoulder. "... Lucio. Nice to meet you, I guess..." His voice showing a strong Italian accent as well as the slight distrust that still lingered. "So this is my home now? ... Sure is cold." Giving an awkward and forced laugh. "But seriously why's it so cold here."

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Ask the Character about their Roleplayer

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be as ridiculous as you want

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do it

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Yeeeesss~!

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Prepare to be insulted, writer.

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Guys.

Just a quick PSA. I may start things out all serious, but that helps me get started on character development.

We can do shorter threads and crack later. I'd much rather develop my character first.

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@toilwithheartsandhands: Dangerous Wilds

Lucio had managed to escape his current captors, but now he found himself lost... And unable to find food, water, or shelter. The centaur then going on full alert as he heard some animal noise he could not identify, backing up- almost straight into a snake, the only thing saving him being his sharp reflexes as he jumped. Off he ran in fright- only to physically collapse after going about ten miles. What was this feeling- why couldn't he continue? He'd never experienced Heat Stroke before, and so there he was muttering stuff to himself in Italian when he heard someone coming closer. "???"

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@reticentdiversity: Paint In The Snow

Lucio did not enjoy how cold this place seemed to him, and wondered why they'd sent him to Canada of all places. Especially as he was brought out into the front area, looking around and wondering who'd come to meet him this time. Soon his dark eyes fell on the blonde- and while still nervously shaking, he found this person's presence actually somewhat calming. Taking a slow step closer, muttering something in Italian to himself.

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@kxrkland: To Slowly Earn Trust

Lucio sighed as he was led out into the front as usual. The modestly sized fenced area just enough that he could comfortably run around. And as usual, there was someone they wanted him to meet… A potential new owner. He looked her over with dark eyes, blacking up a few steps as he seemed unsure if he could trust her. Human torso held rigidly back, hooves pattering rapidly even as he stopped backing up.

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[ ஐ ]         — Alice, the new potential owner of this creature, watched his actions carefully, and could tell the he was quite uncertain about whether or not to trust her. Slowly, she took a step forward, trying not to worry him, and extended her arm out slowly, allowing him to approach her rather than the opposite. A small smile tugged at her lips as she tried to reassure him.

[ ஐ ]         — “It’s okay. There’s no need to be worried. I’m not going to hurt you.”

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Slowly but surely, he took a few steps forwards. Pausing just before she could touch him as he muttered something to himself in Italian- visibly shaking. "I uh... Hello." Finally forcing himself to speak in English, a strong accent to his voice. "Forgive me I... Have had a lot of bad people in my life."

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@kxrkland: To Slowly Earn Trust

Lucio sighed as he was led out into the front as usual. The modestly sized fenced area just enough that he could comfortably run around. And as usual, there was someone they wanted him to meet... A potential new owner. He looked her over with dark eyes, blacking up a few steps as he seemed unsure if he could trust her. Human torso held rigidly back, hooves pattering rapidly even as he stopped backing up.