Post by barrel on Jan 28, 2012 17:23:34 GMT -5
When I walk on by, girls be looking like damn he's fly
I pimp to the beat, walking down the street in my new lafreak, yeah
This is how I roll, animal print, pants outta control,
It's Redfoo with the big afro
And like Bruce Leroy I got the glow, yo
Name: Witch Doctor or Doctor.
Breed: Paint x Thoroughbred.
Age: Four Years Old.
Gender: Stallion.
Height: 17.0 hh.
Coat Color/Special Markings: A rare, yet classic Medicine Hat coloring. The entire bodice is an ivory coloring, with a chestnut patch just covering his poll.
Eye Color: One a vibrant rust hue, the other a vivid frosty blue
Girl look at that body
I work out
Personality: An enigma one could say about this stallion, or possibly just a mysterious creature. A fellow with a fair amount of intelligence and wit; paired with a silver tongue made for quite the combination. A man who relatively uses his tongue for only his potential gain, and to give insight to those with lesser knowledge than himself. He is a charmer, wielding his words to enchant and lure females allowing them just to dangle at his hoof tips. Though other than charming and verbiage trickery, the stallion is quite the mastery of healing and medicine. If one were to meet this stallion they may say he is handsome on the eyes, though there is something about him not quite there. Possibly this fellow is a tad bit insane, but they do say there is a fine line between brilliance and insanity right?
When I walk in the spot, this is what I see, ok
Everybody stops and they staring at me
I got a passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it
History: The stallion born to a herd not like many, this herd was quite spiritual in their mannerism and actions. Praying to gods and other holy creations, allowing their teachings to follow that of healing, medicine, and even some of the darker voodoo arts. When this stallion was born he was quite sacred to the herd, rare in fact due to his appearance. It would bring them fortune, luck, good seasons and such. Though first given the name Doctor, due to this grand celebration that took place within his herd. Yet with the coming Winter it would seem this colt brought a plague to his herd. The Winter destroyed everything, avalanches, severe temperatures and the unimaginable kept continuing. Finally enough had become enough, instead of this colt turning out to be a blessing he in fact had become a curse. Renaming the young colt to Witch Doctor, which gave great power and yes in fact the herd did respect the young being but banished him for a darkened soul had spawned as well. Being left to fend himself against the harsh Winter, an elder had come along to save the young creature, nursing and healing the young colt back to health this elder was of darker beliefs. Which with the beginning teachings of his previous herd, and now combined with trickery and a bit of a sinister outlook a true demon had been created. After the death of the elder the stallion continued onward, marking the land where ever he traveled in one way or another.
When I'm at the mall, security just can't fight them off
When I'm at the beach, I'm in a Speedo trying to tan my cheeks
This is how I roll, come on ladies it's time to go
We headed to the bar, baby don't be nervous
No shoes, no shirt, and I still get service
Other: Numerous scarring across his entire figure.
I'm sexy and I know it!
I pimp to the beat, walking down the street in my new lafreak, yeah
This is how I roll, animal print, pants outta control,
It's Redfoo with the big afro
And like Bruce Leroy I got the glow, yo
Name: Witch Doctor or Doctor.
Breed: Paint x Thoroughbred.
Age: Four Years Old.
Gender: Stallion.
Height: 17.0 hh.
Coat Color/Special Markings: A rare, yet classic Medicine Hat coloring. The entire bodice is an ivory coloring, with a chestnut patch just covering his poll.
Eye Color: One a vibrant rust hue, the other a vivid frosty blue
Girl look at that body
I work out
Personality: An enigma one could say about this stallion, or possibly just a mysterious creature. A fellow with a fair amount of intelligence and wit; paired with a silver tongue made for quite the combination. A man who relatively uses his tongue for only his potential gain, and to give insight to those with lesser knowledge than himself. He is a charmer, wielding his words to enchant and lure females allowing them just to dangle at his hoof tips. Though other than charming and verbiage trickery, the stallion is quite the mastery of healing and medicine. If one were to meet this stallion they may say he is handsome on the eyes, though there is something about him not quite there. Possibly this fellow is a tad bit insane, but they do say there is a fine line between brilliance and insanity right?
When I walk in the spot, this is what I see, ok
Everybody stops and they staring at me
I got a passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it
History: The stallion born to a herd not like many, this herd was quite spiritual in their mannerism and actions. Praying to gods and other holy creations, allowing their teachings to follow that of healing, medicine, and even some of the darker voodoo arts. When this stallion was born he was quite sacred to the herd, rare in fact due to his appearance. It would bring them fortune, luck, good seasons and such. Though first given the name Doctor, due to this grand celebration that took place within his herd. Yet with the coming Winter it would seem this colt brought a plague to his herd. The Winter destroyed everything, avalanches, severe temperatures and the unimaginable kept continuing. Finally enough had become enough, instead of this colt turning out to be a blessing he in fact had become a curse. Renaming the young colt to Witch Doctor, which gave great power and yes in fact the herd did respect the young being but banished him for a darkened soul had spawned as well. Being left to fend himself against the harsh Winter, an elder had come along to save the young creature, nursing and healing the young colt back to health this elder was of darker beliefs. Which with the beginning teachings of his previous herd, and now combined with trickery and a bit of a sinister outlook a true demon had been created. After the death of the elder the stallion continued onward, marking the land where ever he traveled in one way or another.
When I'm at the mall, security just can't fight them off
When I'm at the beach, I'm in a Speedo trying to tan my cheeks
This is how I roll, come on ladies it's time to go
We headed to the bar, baby don't be nervous
No shoes, no shirt, and I still get service
Other: Numerous scarring across his entire figure.
I'm sexy and I know it!