Blanche Klaus

[Nevermore]

NAME: Blanche Klaus "Ghost".
GENDER: Male.
AGE: 4.
BREED: Shire.
HEIGHT: 17 Hands. (68 in)
BUILD: Blanche is surprisingly not the sort of "blundering bulge of muscle" the fine breed is to be known for. Just as his pretty, dulcet voice - and to his disdain his name as well - young Klaus is more a dainty, sweetened thing. Although his height and size is proper, the typical muscle that meant to grow throughout his years of life clearly failed him. He is however not something to take lightly, for his being more trim and lean than his Shire brethren does not limit him to being any less in shape than the other - easily smaller - different breeds.

DESIRED HERD: "Loner" until the pack stats are up.

OVERALL:

Appearance: *References: to be used as graphics in time.*#1, #2.
One can very easily watch from a distance and catch sight of what they firmly believe to be a sensational mare worthy of covet. Even his voice from afar could be mistaken as the song of a lady.
Eyes will commonly be drawn firstly to the exotic manes of his legs that devour sight of smoky hooves. Their full, tan-stained ivory build flows like a milky ocean thicker than water, and has a certain flowing longevity much like the graceful, feminine mane that waves excellently in a trail to his every sashaying movement. The undertones of his mane are smoky and dark, wild and untamed with fastened waves that not even the harshest of humidity or rain will straighten out. The upper "coats" of his mane then completely contrasts the under with their fluffy, light-hearted ivory, twinges of blondish-tan and splitting white that matches the coat of his body. The upper coats are much lighter and straighter than the under coat and commonly silks and glides on and around his body like a storm in all its wild, untamed grace.
His body is dealt a strong, cool umbra that lays subject to splotched on white and touches of ivories. His long face is held in white against his dark chest, adding a subtle look of mystery to the large, contrasting creature.
Large, dark eyes reflect the world in an ominous and eerie manner, streaking down with single sharp tears that tear subtly down the corners of his eyes - one for each.
No matter how senseless or awkward one may find it, the simple, perhaps "degrading" truth will always remain for the large Shire unto his death.
Blanche Klaus is simply a thing of raw, mysterious beauty.


In physical aspect, Blanche as previously stated is one more lean and tight-skinned those of large masses of muscle glinting in the sun through their short, almost on-existent coat. He certainly is not something to target, as his body does in fact retain a good amount of muscle - merely not up to the "Shire standard". The advantage to this is to the eyes of many - with his lack of muscle he does not seem like a short, stocky creature and instead his breed's typical height seems far taller on his leaner, more feminine frame. It typically puts challengers back a few steps before leaping - and with the ferocity of this suppressed male, that stalling most commonly saves his foes from being knocked back on their hides.
His best trait then, is raw energy and stamina - a gene very valuable to pass down to the next of kin. It is easily a breathtaking sight to watch him explode into a run, and the essence of raw energy being exerted about him so strongly that it could almost be sworn visible. Acceleration and stamina is his better forte, and in a side-by-side full gallop one could find themselves falling far behind at for a moment only to soon find themselves picking up beside and even in front of the massive Shire.

Voice: Blanche Klaus' voice is something worth an opera's observation. His tones sink to the earth and lap about like the thickest of milk, rolling like fatal smoke in the once-innocent airs. A sensual, seductive charm follows the stressing of his golden-coated throat and works, deeply roaring out their mysterious, slow and fluid charms that hide away his agendas. His voice is something to be easily picked up on, hinting at perhaps his being "a bad guy", to put depressingly simple. His tone is something so relaxed and dulcet that it is impossible not to pick up the large build and almost-perfect imitation of a female's voice.
Yes then - Blanche Klaus has a sensual, feminine voice and a name to go with it.
In light of the cursing situation, Blanche's voice is very flexible as a result of it forming in the very back of his throat. When stressed to show certain emotions or by intent, he can access the more gentlemanly tones that rest as aftertones of his original, feminine delight.

Personality:

• Ominous - Of mystery.
  Blanche Klaus is a very discreet, often soulless being that washes with the tides and winds. His whereabouts can never be directly and accurately made known all the time, and he is known to appear places and be gone the next. Perhaps it is a result of his short-span for attention, in which gives him an aloof, "all seeing" air about him. There is too much to him that most do not know, and his past mainly is shrouded in an unknown that is not even tied into existence by the smallest of references. He is not one to "hint" at anything in his past, almost as though it never existed. It is the darker, eerie shroud that manages to make his simpler blunders and rather amusing pessimistic behaviors into something less innocent and "funny". Even the idea of his parents and family are made completely unknown by all, and oddly enough he has no prior reputation amongst the lands - including those subject around him. For this he is often referred to as "The Ghost" or simply "Ghost" as a subject of viral rumor. The truth is perhaps far less frightening than stories made, although one can never be too sure.
  One thing made certain is that you would have to watch your step around the dark Shire when all of that pessimistic, flamboyant flare edges away and dissolves into nothing but dark, menacing stares hiding away agenda.
  Blanche Klaus is a very hard being to crack - his silence will stay in silence, and so his past remains locked air-tight and non-existent.
  Almost as though perhaps not even he, exists.
  
  
  
• Flamboyant.
  In a far lighter (no pun intended) air about the feminine gentleman, Blanche Klaus is much like your loud, cocky and friendly-in-his-own-way type of Senator or other official. Ironically enough he is given many nicknames for each of his traits - almost as though those around him try to keep record of him to make up for what they do not know. He is often known in this case as the "Flushing Peacock", aptly dubbed so for the stereotype of the male Peacock's flamboyant arrogance. Whether or not it is an accurate name for the Peacock or no, it certainly hits its mark for this Shire. It's unknown if it was true in his past or no, but either way Blanche has always had a life of opportunity blessed to him. Even if he finds himself ranked highly amongst what he calls "home" or not, one would have to be brain-dead not to know of the loud thing. He manages to catch himself in many's knowledge and knowing of him despite his short-span of attention and aloof behavior. He merely cannot sit still, and has to be doing something. Eventually the small jittering or small cantering movements becomes more and more into his attention until those once in his attention are shut out - even if only a brief moment.
  Klaus is not like your typical Shire that is to be stereotyped as great, quiet giants. He is louder and freer than the feistiest of women, bolder and far more brilliant that the summer rains wildly sashaying in the whipping winds. Trying to detain or "tie down" this bold stallion will be a battle of will against an always-stronger set of wills.
  The only option will be to take him kicking and screaming.
  Even then, a struggle until his last, mortal breath.
  
  
• Feminine - Of sensual wiles.
  Amusingly Blanche Klaus' personality even follows his feminine name and dulcet voice. Touching upon the reason behind his two-worded first name is not an unusual thing, and his responses vary from sarcasm to sharp and unexpected insults and even edging in on that dark, fearful eeriness about him. With "Blanche" and "Klaus" both being his first name, either may be used - however "Klaus" will most likely get a better response out of him, surely. It's very easy to call him by "Blanche" given his feminine beauty and voice unfortunately, and so he has become only partially used to it.
  Blanche goes beyond merely looking and sounding a female. His behaviors and air about him is very dainty, much like a lingering perfume that rides his mane. It is better seen in the smaller things, such as his disdain to get dirty, getting his mane and tail wet, and so forth. He however is not all mouth and "bitchiness", fortunately. This category of traits is settled alongside with his more quiet, cunning side. Blanche is very good at getting what he wants with cunning, clever wiles and his "unmatchable beauty" - so says his flamboyant side. He is as well a very proper gentleman when faced with the reason to be - although it is difficult to tell commonly whether he has taken up the face of a gentleman or the wiles of feminine. He can be very seductive in his own ways, equipped with his own, subtle habits that wrench hearts to him. Blanche firstly appears as though he is asexual - without actual interest to either genders. He typically remains this way unless by some sort of sway, but an actual interest or attraction to any single one being remains so far out of his reach.
  
  
• Pessimistic.
  The more amusing of his traits, and one that makes him to be the most mortal. His negative, pessimistic outlooks towards pretty much anything he comes across that is known as a positive thing can easily spark laughter or even a sentimental pity or adoration for the large, misunderstood Shire. The things he manages to turn from simply innocent and positive things into negatives are deserving of awards; or perhaps mental rehabilitation for their creator. The want to "cuddle" him would not be too far a stretch in emotion towards his ability to always have something negative to point out. Whether it's complaining about how a flashy flower can ruin a whole field to how youths eat too much, Blanche will always have something negative to say, and a complex, well-thought out reason behind it. He fortunately does not go around complaining all the time, and will most likely only do so if one gives him an invitation to do so.
  Clearly, asking Blanche "what's the matter" is not something you ever want to do.
  
  
• Clever.
  Blanche Klaus is an unpredictable thing. Having him an ally may be worse than having him an enemy. His clever, cunning plotting and ability to hide his deepest of agendas is a trait well-honed. With his promise and high-pedestal air about him, it is easy to see him as part of some sort of high-court, although behind those dark eyes and mysterious grace he is known for, the smartest of Kings would designate others to keep an eye on him in secret and lock away his Queen and offspring for safety. Perhaps in another life Blanche Klaus has overthrown leaders in his own wit - it would not be much a stretch to say. A simply as it could be put, alliance with Blanche Clause may or may not become a double-edged sword to the heart.
  If it has not already.
  
  

[Freak]

I don't know how real Rosalyn is attempting to go, but if Blanche is a shire than there is no possible way he could be a black and white tobiano. He could be mixed with something that carry these characteristics but shires are generally black, brown, grey, or occasionally chestnut. Breed characteristics are here, but like I said, I'm being the technical one here. So if Ros is fine with it, then you are more than welcome to begin roleplaying. :]

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[Rosalyn]

I'm going to consider the paint markings to be "partial-body markings," which are free, so Blanche is good to go!

ACCEPTED!

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