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The following Demo will represent the tale of Brohoof up to recent date, I will then proceed to write a full-blown novel, practically. But for now, read this to get involved:
Before Celestia's ascent to the throne, the land of Equestria was governed by the leaders of the three pony races. Having not lived in the province very long, the ponies were vulnerable to any enemies that lurked there. To protect their ponies, the three races agreed upon the making of an elite group as secret as the dark forces that sought to destroy them. It was decided that the group should be named the Brohoof, or 'Brothers of the Hoof.'
This daring team was managed by Kilorat, a young Alicorn with great loyalty to his ponyfolk. After many years of hardship, the new land was safe and the Brohoof faded out of existence, any mention of them was erased from record. For hundreds of years Equestria's citizens lived in harmony, until the day of Griffontide...
The day the sky turned red with the tint of war. Seven years later, the war still waged, a fight between Ponies and Griffons.
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Above the land of Equestria, the smoky sky had turned flinty-grey. As of the land itself, a vast plain of broken, mutilated corpses. Grass, once emerald green, now stained a morbid crimson of the blood of many. Weapons returned to the earth wence their ore had been prised, coated in sticky gore next to their owners. The blood gets everywhere, thought Beringor Bittermane to himself grimly. Sitting on a stump, he observed the aftermath of their final battle with anguish, their leaders call this victory?
He shook his head as fresh horrors returned unbidden to his mind. He remembered running through the Everfree forest with his wife, behind them a hungry fire chased, devouring everything in its path. Others had been travelling with them, only to perish in the heat and smoke. Dragons had attacked their camp, burning anything and anypony in sight, Beringor lost his son, Fleetfire Bittermane in the confusion. Whether dead or alive, he didn't know. However he feared the former.
Beringor stood up, no more fighting now. He unhooked his sword from his hoof and cast it down contemptuously. I Buckin' hate war, Beringor felt strength in that thought, never again would he wield a weapon. Looking east he smiled for the first time in years, time to go home. Well, if Canterlot can be called home, he mused; his wife and child were his home, currently one was missing, so a broken home at that.
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A truce was made between Equestria and the invading Griffon Dominion. Princess Celestia agreed to give land in the north to them which the griffons named The Griffon Kingdom. Equestria is weakened by Griffontide, unprepared for any abrupt attacks. Sadly an attack is exactly what they get. Princess Celestia gets an unprecedented visit by Chrysalis, queen of the changeling horde, disguised as a distant cousin.
Welcoming her warmly, Princess Celestia knew nothing of the hidden danger she was about to encounter. It occured to her one evening as she conversed with her supposed cousin, something was wrong. In suspicion, Princess Celestia used a powerful uncloaking spell to reveal Chrysalis's true form. Chrysalis knew she had been discovered and so she called her army down upon all of Equestria.
Confusion was wrought from that day, having already tried the Elements of Harmony, the Princess could only do one thing. She fired a Distress spell high into the atmosphere above the danger-ridden land of Equestria. Almost seconds later, light breached the sky in the east and an ancient spell awoke something that had slept for many years...
Princess Celestia looked out from her palace entrance and there stood the warrior of old, the legendary Kilorat! He held advanced technological weapons and was garbed in strong, yet light armour. That day, the land was cleansed of the Changeling plague and harmony flourished in Equestria once again. The Brohoof were vastly diminished in number, only one remained. Kilorat the leader.
The brohoof was rebuilt, new members joined and a foot-hold was reestablished in Equestria. Can they be prepared for what would come next, an enemy darker than the void? That is but another story...
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So thats the introduction essentially, now to become a character in the tale of the legendary brohoof, all I need is some basic information:
Character Name: (OC name and username, then I can pick the best of the two)
Nickname(s): (any honorific titles or playful names e.t.c.)
Race: (Griffon, Unicorn, Pegasus or Earth pony. You can suggest another race, I may approve or disapprove of it depending on its power)
Cutie Mark:
Special Skill: (needs to relate to your cutie Mark)
Description of OC: (picture or written or both)
Bio: (your OC's life until before joining the Brohoof Guardians)
Reason for Joining: (why do you want to help? How can you help?)
Favourite Weapon: (think steampunk or old school if you can, e.g. massive warhammer or a primitive machine-gun)
Characters will be the new members of the reformed Brohoof.
I should add that not all OC's will make the cut, so good stuff is needed!
Edited by greebster, 17 September 2012 - 06:22 AM.



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