About Abigail:
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Name: Abigail
Meaning:
Lifemate: Apocalypse (meeki)
Breeding/Lifemating Agreement: Here and Here
Co-ownership agreement: Here
Sexuality:
Generation: 1
Breed: Unicorn
Family: Deceased
Received: Gift from Meeki
Post Color Dark Gray
History: They were innocent and young, in the most fertile spring any of the adults could remember. The foaling grounds were filled with the laughter of the young, and Abigail had no shortage of friends. She couldn't even count the number of foals there were with her, though that had more to do with how young she was than anything else. Her particular age group had been out of their baskets for a while and were just on the cusp of being welcomed into the herd proper. She was looking forward to the journey to the main herd grounds and all of the older foals and new friends she would meet.
The foals had already begun a proper education, of course, in the ways of the herd. The adults in the foal grounds were insistent they learn early and learn well the values of the herd. Abigail didn't pay much attention, of course, being far more interested in the buzzing bees and budding flowers around her. Life was far too good to listen to boring lessons.
The day arrived when the older foal group was to be transferred to the main herdlands. Everyone was abuzz with excitement and the foals were nearly impossible to control as they gathered and were briefed on what to expect along the way. Suddenly, a new adult arrived, stranger to Abigail. He had an expression in his eyes that Abi had never seen in the sweet serenity of the foaling area. There was a red substance running down his neck from deep gashes. Abigail had cut her leg once on a sharp stone, and she was dimly aware that the substance on the adult's neck was blood. He said something to the mare he'd approached and then collapsed. The adults were suddenly herding the foals in the opposite direction, the energy changed but equally charged as it had been. Abi didn't understand, but she was told to hide and she obeyed.
She watched, helpless, as the other foals were ushered to hiding places and covered with mud or hidden in strongly-smelling plants, or in small coves under the waterfall nearby. It made no sense to Abigail, but there was no time to ponder it, as the monsters emerged from the shadows. The creatures sneered down at the fallen stallion who had come to warn them. He hadn't moved since his collapse, his eyes stared upward but saw nothing.
There was a flurry of movement as the adults faced off against the beasts. There were so many of them, the clawed creatures who ripped and tore through the unicorns as if they were nothing. It seemed to go on forever, yet at the same time Abigail blinked and there were no more unicorns standing before the creatures. The skinwalkers, which they must certainly have been, began sniffing around, looking for something. Abigail's heartbeat quickened madly as they found one of her friends and dragged her out screaming and made short work of her. They kept rummaging around, here and there plling a foal out and murdering it. Abigail was terrified to breathe or move or even think and waited for the end.
It didn't come. The monsters, the battle abated, seemed unable to stop their murderous rage. No common enemies presenting themselves, they turned on each other. They all eventually left, either felled by a comrade, or run off into the woods to lick their wounds, all in different directions.
The small foal refused to move. The others scattered about in their hiding places seemed of a like mind, and several days passed before the first foal began to stir and move from his hiding spot. Abigail knew him at once - the foal Apocalypse. She wiggled out of her hiding place and approached him. The others came out as well, and together they made the journey to the herd proper.
They'd been told the way many times to make sure no one got lost when they were transferred. There was a numbness to Abigail as she mentally marked off the landmarks they had been told about. It seemed a lifetime ago that she'd been excited to see them. None of the foals spoke, though a couple cried quietly. They made it to the main herd lands, but here the scene was gruesome. There was nothing left alive, no one seeking them out. They were truly alone.
No, not alone Abigail thought as she looked about at her remaining friends. There were six of them, and she would keep them all alive if it killed her.
As the group grew Abi became a true leader to them. She helped find them food and cradled those that needed comfort when their pain was far too much. They were wary, unsure of the safety of the world. After all, those monsters had scattered to the winds and could be anywhere. They traveled far away, walking until their legs ached and they could move no farther. They grew to adulthood together and finally found the courage to stop running from the past and to settle in the land of Kawani. Tentatively they began to rebuild, facing the fear of laying down roots in defiance of the past. She and Apocalypse had become close during their flight and their constant wanderings, but as they all began to settle something more developed between them. Love blossomed despite all the pain they had endured, and the two became mates. They swore together they would protect their budding herd, no matter the cost.
Personality: True to her "Mother" nickname, Abigail has a fondness for foals and the downtrodden. Anyone in need of guidance and motherly love and compassion. This does not at all make her weak. She is wise beyond her years, forced to grow up before her time. She knows when someone needs to be coddled and when they need a swift kick in the a**. She's as versed in tough love as she is in sweetness. She seems to know when to fight and when to back down, and when to command others to do the same. She keeps her brutish mate in check for his own safety, making sure he doesn't go into too wild a rage and lose his head. She is fiercely protective of her eclectic and extended family, like any mother. Threaten anyone in her herd and she will fight tooth, hoof, and horn to protect them. With the appearance of others from their original herd she has become even more determined to recreate it. She has stepped up as the Alpha the group needs, with Apocalypse firmly beside her. She has a reasonable hatred of skinwalkers of either type, and evil in any form. She also has a special hatred of kalona, due to her fighting against the Great Herd when it swept across the land. She is particularly not fond of Wretch, having personally fought against her and lost.
Breedings:
1. Reserved for Apocalypse
2. Reserved for Apocalypse
3. Reserved for Apocalypse
4. Reserved for Apocalypse
Roleplays:
1. [PRP] I don't need help (HeskethXAbigail)
2. [PRP] Bonding over saddness (Abigail and Tsumetai) - Active
3. [PRP] They say children are born colorblind. (Back RP)
4. [Solo RP] Enemies meet once more - Wretch and Abigail
5. [PRP] Saying Thank You(Abigail/Viracocha/Reflection/Ishtar)
6. [PRP] A new type of journey (Tyrin/Abigail/Darkheart/Vira)
[quote="2: Abigail x Apocalypse"]
[b]Desired Gender Ratio for two baskets:[/b] Girls
--[b] Genders if three are rolled:[/b] Girls
[b]Is it ok if I livestream the breeding?:[/b] Yup!
-- [b]If yes, can it be before the mare’s belly/The baskets are even dropped?:[/b] Yup!
[b]Name, image, and owner(s) of mother:[/b] (Abigail / Fatal Irony and Meeki)
[img]http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad255/xFatalIrony/Soquili/AbigailCert_zpsc9bb0ba6.jpg[/img] [url=http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad255/xFatalIrony/Soquili/Uncert/Abigail_zps5981764f.png]UNCERT[/url]
[b]Name, image, and owner(s) of father:[/b] (Apocalypse / Meeki)
[img]http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad255/xFatalIrony/ApocalypseCert_zpsab477cff.jpg[/img][url=http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad255/xFatalIrony/Soquili/Uncert/Apocalypse_zps92eb979c.png]UNCERT[/url]
[b]Co Ownership?:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=30&t=22748047#356620693]Agreement[/url] - Sort of a moot point, as Meeki owns her mate, but Fatal has all rights to breedings!
[b]Lifemate?:[/b] Yes
[b]Low Luck?:[/b] No
[b]Link to Breeding Agreement:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=43&t=23696151#363063207]Here[/url]
[b]Teepees:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=13009145&page=1]Fatal Irony[/url] and [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=2245664]Meeki[/url]
[b]Throwbacks?:[/b] n/a
[b]Link to previous Generations:[/b] n/a
[/quote]
[b]Desired Gender Ratio for two baskets:[/b] Girls
--[b] Genders if three are rolled:[/b] Girls
[b]Is it ok if I livestream the breeding?:[/b] Yup!
-- [b]If yes, can it be before the mare’s belly/The baskets are even dropped?:[/b] Yup!
[b]Name, image, and owner(s) of mother:[/b] (Abigail / Fatal Irony and Meeki)
[img]http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad255/xFatalIrony/Soquili/AbigailCert_zpsc9bb0ba6.jpg[/img] [url=http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad255/xFatalIrony/Soquili/Uncert/Abigail_zps5981764f.png]UNCERT[/url]
[b]Name, image, and owner(s) of father:[/b] (Apocalypse / Meeki)
[img]http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad255/xFatalIrony/ApocalypseCert_zpsab477cff.jpg[/img][url=http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad255/xFatalIrony/Soquili/Uncert/Apocalypse_zps92eb979c.png]UNCERT[/url]
[b]Co Ownership?:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=30&t=22748047#356620693]Agreement[/url] - Sort of a moot point, as Meeki owns her mate, but Fatal has all rights to breedings!
[b]Lifemate?:[/b] Yes
[b]Low Luck?:[/b] No
[b]Link to Breeding Agreement:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=43&t=23696151#363063207]Here[/url]
[b]Teepees:[/b] [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=13009145&page=1]Fatal Irony[/url] and [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=2245664]Meeki[/url]
[b]Throwbacks?:[/b] n/a
[b]Link to previous Generations:[/b] n/a
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