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Username: SwordOfTheDarkOnes
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Name: Kaimana [From Hawaiian kai "ocean, sea" and mana "power". It is also Hawaiian meaning "diamond", derived from the English word diamond.]
Temper: Tranquil
Domain: Acceptance
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His story: The rainbow male laid down as he looked at you. His eyes were weary with the world. Though there was a brightness to them still. He smiled gently at you before he spoke. "Everything happens for a reason. It doesn't matter how harsh...sad...painful...or even horrid it is. There is a reason for it. There was a lesson to be learned, a growth of your soul to be had or something beyond the madness of the chaos of it all to be seen. That's just how life was. You cried...you screamed. You lived."

He shifted as he chuckled softly. "That's all anyone could ask of themselves. Just live. Its not easy. Its not suppose to be. There's no manual, there's no real right or wrong way. You just have to accept that. For me...life was..." he paused as he shifted a wing in thought. "Fair. I had hardships. Figuring out my power, learning to control it. I won't boast. I won't brag. I just...lived. That's all I could do. It was hard. I don't like being alone. Who does? I don't like watching everyone around me upset. I understand though...its just...how life is." he looked away into the distance.

"Its not suppose a gilded road of gold and smooth sailing. Its going to rough. Its going to painful...but its proof." he looked at the being in front of him. "You lived." A gentle smile and the people around him would feel at ease.

Username: Lady Aria Starstone
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Name: Querido
Temper: Open Minded
Domain: Acceptance
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His story:
A warmth around him, cuddling his basket close. A deep, basso voice whispering words of love, of kindness, and caring. Another, tenor voice, softer in timbre, speaking of joy and welcome. These were his first strong memories.

His second ones were of the two voices screaming in fear, in pain... A strange set of voices yelling cruel words to the two that meant love. Words of hatred, words that spoke against them, saying they were evil, or unnatural. More screams... then crashing sounds, and other, equally unpleasant, sounds. Finally, a deafening silence, a whisper of 'Oh Gods above, what have you done' by a new, soprano voice... then hooves fleeing.

When he emerged from his basket, he was alone, save for bloodied feathers and a broken piece of unicorn horn next to his basket. He would never be able to tell which belonged to which voice, but small though he was, he gathered them together, and refused to let them go... even when a mare who's voice matched the last one he had heard showed up and tried to get him to come with her, and leave those 'horrible mementos of a terrible incident' behind. They were all he had of his fathers, and so he kept them. But he put them in the basket that had been his home, for her comfort, and followed her away when she asked. After all, he was alone, and scared that the Others would come back.

She raised him, called herself his aunt. Told him one of his fathers was her brother. That her other brothers and cousins were the aggressors, and that she would never bring him to them. She didn't tell him that she was his mother, for she had been the surrogate, until many years later. She did tell him, however, that a heart that is accepting of all things, and a mind that is open, will be a happier, stronger mind.... But a heart that only accepts what it already knows, and a mind that is closed, will live a life of anger and sorrow, and cause pain for both themselves, and those around them. Querido took these words to heart, and chose to follow the path of acceptance, and it became his life's goal... To spread acceptance, and hope that acceptance would one day be universal, as his mark on the world... And one day, he gained the right to call himself the Angeni of Acceptance, because he worked so tirelessly for it.

But always, always, he cherishes having heard the voices of his fathers, for it is all he can remember of them.

Username: Kaya Wolf Moon
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Name: Pax Aeterna (Latin meaning "eternal peace")
Temper: Balanced
Domain: Peace
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His story:

Pax grew up knowing that he was different from other foals. He couldn't quite pin down what it was, but he just knew. The other foals knew too. They liked to taunt him for his odd ways, calling him various names and laughing. Their words hurt him deeply and he tried desperately to change.

Pax did everything he could think of to not be different. At first, he tried to mimic their rough and tumble natures. He would watch intently how they rough-housed with one another before jumping into the fray as well. But Pax was not made for fighting in such a way. His body was too frail and his heart wasn't into it. So Pax moved onto the next attempt. Each time he tried, each time he failed. A fact which sparked more teasing from the others since they now realized his goal. "Look at the crybaby!" "Who's he trying to fool?" "Go home where your sorry butt belongs!"

The taunts were relentless. However, as much as they hurt, they also spurred Pax on. He was more determined than ever to be accepted. The other foals couldn't be mean to him forever...right? Not if he could change who he was at his very core. It would be a long process. Of this, he had no doubt. It would be worth it to have friends, though.

His family watched on in concern as, little by little, Pax lost who he had been. The lighthearted, caring little colt turned into a brash, demeaning stallion. Words that had once been uplifting and gentle were now severe and abrasive. Pax had become a shadow of himself, allowing his self-hatred to spew like bile from his tongue as it was refocused onto others. The foals from his childhood now followed him like some personal gang because he was the toughest and baddest of them all. What did he care that his words and actions hurt? He had "friends" now. That's all that mattered.

Even so, there was something that gnawed at him. He had everything he ever wanted- family, friends, status- yet he still felt...empty. Day and night this emptiness churned within, never giving him true peace. "What is it?!" He yelled to the darkened sky above each time that he awoke in a cold sweat. "Why can't I be at peace?! I have everything I ever wanted!" But... His family attempted to explain for him, stating that he had lost his way. A simple, harsh laugh was their answer. "Me? Lost my way?! You're all just jealous!" Oh yes, these words had seemed true enough.

Seeing the truth for lies can be a difficult task, however. Pax would soon come to recognize just whom had been jealous and the price that had been paid. For you see, in wanting so badly to be a part of the crowd, Pax had tried to quell his inner voice. But the colors of a rainbow, though dulled, cannot be wiped away. The emptiness that he had felt all those years was his own self-inflicted torment. He had been trying so hard to achieve outward peace that he sacrificed his inner peace. His soul was crying out for acceptance, true, but it was SELF acceptance.

Peace had always been his family's wish for him. It was why they named him Pax. And it is why, with this newfound awareness, that he calls himself Pax Aeterna. For eternal peace can be obtained only when one has acknowledged and accepted his true self.

Username: Capricorn Sunchai
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Name: Silas
Temper: Destined
Domain: Platonic love - love that transcends the bounds of romantic attraction into something incredibly pure shared between friends, family, and loved ones.
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His story:

For a long time, Silas assumed that something was the matter with him.

It wasn't obvious at first, of course. He'd pursued a few relationships with mixed results, but had never quite been totally happy with himself. His partners had been nothing short of loving and supportive and yet... something had always felt off.

For a while he brushed it off as just needing the extra motivation to support his half of the relationship. He'd keep it up for a few days before that tired, drained feeling settled into his frame again and he withdrew to the safety of his own company. Several relationships came and went this way- none of them unwanted- and eventually Silas was convinced that something was just plain wrong. How could this be so difficult? He wanted to do this- he felt like he had to- but the harder he tried the more miserable he was. There were plenty of friends that he showered with affection quite frequently, but each romantic interest only ended in strained sadness.

The day finally came when a word met his ears that had everything falling into place... aromantic.

Of course... of course. His repulsion of romantic interests made sudden sense. It wasn't for lack of trying. There wasn't anything wrong with him, either. He was just meant to be this way.

With this newfound revelation he turned to his close friends and family, showering them with affection so pure he realized that he didn't need anything more in his life to truly be happy. The bonds of friendship were more than enough to fill his heart.

He was enough.

Username: stormflower
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Name: Carwyn
"Modern Welsh name composed of the elements cār "love" and (g)wyn "fair, holy, pure, white," hence "fair love."
Temper: Equal
Domain: Valor
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His story:
You wish to know my story? I assure you its rather common and ordinary by most standards. My family was like any other, loving mother and father, siblings, our herd was home as long as they were together. Of my siblings I wasn’t quite the middle child but I wasn’t the youngest either…..

Still wish to hear how I became well me? Alright then, gather round and ill tell you how I found myself as the Angeni of Valor.


Now when you think of Valor, most think of knights, of kings and queens. Valor is strength this is true BUT it can have such deeper meaning. So I mentioned I grew up in a loving family right? Well even so, no family is perfect. My family had one fatal flaw they were purists. Now most purists we run into are Kalonas, the so called 'beasts' but my family were purists in the sense they believed that Angeni and Angenicorn were the purest form put on this earth. In some sense this could be true, but they took it further, they felt themselves gods, invincible and above all other creatures.

This is how we were all raised and I too followed this belief for a long time until I found the truth of heart. I was a stuck up BRAT to put it lightly, I too thought I was better then anyone else until the day I 'left the nest' to see the world and all its wonders. I was a young adult ready to spread my wings and sore over oceans of clouds to lands never seen.
How far did I get? Ha well I made it over the mountains and to the next forest from my home before I was struck down.

A bad storm brewed on the other side of the mountain and the winds grounded me with a crash landing into the forest. I hurt my wings in the fall and couldn’t fly, I thought Id never fly again or see my family. It was in this bleak hour I was found by a Unicorn who was able to help me to safety. He was a slightly older fellow, but kind eyes that had seen much over the years. He shared his home, a cave close to the mountain sheltered us.

I woke the next morning to sun peaking in though the opening, birds happily chirping and the sound of young laughter. When I exited the cave I found foals and fillies of different sizes playing. The old unicorn came up to me with the children following. He introduced them all as his children. I was taken aback, not only was he a lesser unicorn, but he had kids outside of his own kind, a great taboo from where I was from. It was then he introduced his mate. She was what I know now to be a putti, her eyes had the same kindness as his.

I was taken aback, here two beautiful souls opened their home to me and yet they tainted me with their taboo life!? I stormed off into the woods unable to fly away. I found myself questioning them, I was in disgust and could imagine what my parents would say. "Complete filth, unholy unions such as these are condemned to eternal destruction."

My mother's words rang in my ears, confusion, anger, emotions Id never felt. I then found myself in front of a pond and saw the gentleman unicorn standing beside me with a smile on his face. He saw the confusion and questions written on my face. He replied with something simple yet so complex. "Love is undefinable. It has no shape, no color, no creed, no breed, or even gender. Love is love, no more no less." and then he left.

I stood there and looked at my own reflection for hours digesting what he said. Could my whole outlook on life be wrong? If love was undefinable, how is it attainable? If love is equal in all aspects then I am equal to ants on the ground and my life is just as important…no more no less? These questions raged in my mind for weeks as I stayed with the unicorn and his diverse family as I healed.

In that time I came to understand more the meaning of love and what the unicorn meant, in a way at least. Love is love, you cant put a name on it, its not just one color, one breed, one gender, its everything and everywhere. It has many shapes and forms and none are wrong and is unconditional. When it came time for me to leave the unicorn walked with me and asked me 'How do you feel?' He wasn’t talking about my wings, he was talking about my heart. I replied "I feel…lost, but home, scared yet I am happy."
He smiled at me and gave a nod as to say 'good'.

I left then my heart full and wanted to try to educate my family on the true meaning of love, but I wasn’t able to get the message across, but that's okay. I love my family to this day as not everyone will have the same views. I tried to visit the Unicorn and his family months later but they had gone, I couldn’t even find the cave that I had lived in with them.

As I searched for them I came upon that very pond and looked at my reflection once again and a question blew upon the wind 'Why? Why are you so sure?' I no not where the question came from but I answered it aloud none the same. "I'd rather be this, a Knight for True Love in Equality and share this love with the world then be bound by false purities. Love is everything and nothing. Id rather spend a lifetime spreading the truth on love and loving all then knowing a false love in 10 lifetimes. This is my mission, to show those that love has no color, no breed, no not even gender. Love is without bounds and I will be loves Knight with the Valor in my heart to stand up for it no matter where I go and what I face for love will never leave me."


That is when my soul was awakened and I became the stallion you see before you. So I ask, before you judge, before you jump to conclusions, or even base an opinion on what you see alone, look into your heart and find the love, visualize it and describe it to yourself and love is always in the eye of the beholder. Love not war.