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Here is my new O.C déja Vue, she is currently the leader of the ghost-zero, her and insane devil fought for leadership and déja Vue won!, she has still let him stay in the herd though.

Galloping through the forest playfully voodoo and buttercup reached the end of the trail, out of breath "wuf! I won!" she giggled as voodoo caught up "I will next time!" voodoo chanted. both catching they're breath listening to the birds tweeting,it was a beautiful day, but suddenly the clouds went black, the birds flew away, flowers withered and trees lost there leaves "what in the name of the devil is happening?" buttercup asked confused as she sniffed a withered daffodil, then the sound of chains getting dragged was coming closer. Voodoo gulped, buttercup went to investigate "buttercup, NO!" voodoo said sternly gritting her teeth "its already strange enough, stay here" she pleaded, but it was too late, a black face in a gark grey hood lashed itself at buttercup. A horse, covered in chains, with red white and black stripes a grey body and a black mane and tail with a silver streak in the tail. but the hood covered her head "VooDoo Help!!" buttercup begged as the horse was biting and taking chunks of her body out. But voodoo couldn't do anything. Nothing, she stood there frozen with fear and guilt watching her best friend get killed in the horriblest way. "please" where her last words before the horse finally slashed her throat and buttercup lay there. Dead as a doornail. unmoving, not a twitch, not a sound. Dead. a least the white woman would come and fetch her. So, as the horse looked greedily at VooDoo, she finally plucked the courage to run. Run faster than her legs would carry her. and she did, not looking back not doing anything. not even thinking, VooDoo ran. She new this run might be her last if she didn't keep the pace up

Name: Déja vue
age: 5
breed: unknown
gender: Female
D.O.B: 17th may 2005
personality: Malicous, spiteful, evil, hated, intimidating
likes: déja vue loves death, anything evil or horrid pleasures her, if she is doing something, it has to be done in a way that she wants it. it has to be as painful as possible. as horrid and evil. worse than every horror film you know exists. She is a very competitive horse, who can hypnotize her opponents so they let her win
Dislikes: She hates sunny things, she hates happiness. She thinks that angels are out there to stop her work. She hates losing, but loves the revenge she gets later on.
herd/stables: Ghost-zero herd
if herd what position: Leader
if stables what disclipine: -
breeding: nope
siblings: -
family: half cousin to indigo
offspring: -
mate: - Maybe searching as she wants a foal
look: unexplainable xD

voodoo © to me
buttercup © to me (she really is dead)
déja vue © to me
art © to me

Description
Here is my new O.C déja Vue, she is currently the leader of the ghost-zero, her and insane devil fought for leadership and déja Vue won!, she has still let him stay in the herd though.

Galloping through the forest playfully voodoo and buttercup reached the end of the trail, out of breath "wuf! I won!" she giggled as voodoo caught up "I will next time!" voodoo chanted. both catching they're breath listening to the birds tweeting,it was a beautiful day, but suddenly the clouds went black, the birds flew away, flowers withered and trees lost there leaves "what in the name of the devil is happening?" buttercup asked confused as she sniffed a withered daffodil, then the sound of chains getting dragged was coming closer. Voodoo gulped, buttercup went to investigate "buttercup, NO!" voodoo said sternly gritting her teeth "its already strange enough, stay here" she pleaded, but it was too late, a black face in a gark grey hood lashed itself at buttercup. A horse, covered in chains, with red white and black stripes a grey body and a black mane and tail with a silver streak in the tail. but the hood covered her head "VooDoo Help!!" buttercup begged as the horse was biting and taking chunks of her body out. But voodoo couldn't do anything. Nothing, she stood there frozen with fear and guilt watching her best friend get killed in the horriblest way. "please" where her last words before the horse finally slashed her throat and buttercup lay there. Dead as a doornail. unmoving, not a twitch, not a sound. Dead. a least the white woman would come and fetch her. So, as the horse looked greedily at VooDoo, she finally plucked the courage to run. Run faster than her legs would carry her. and she did, not looking back not doing anything. not even thinking, VooDoo ran. She new this run might be her last if she didn't keep the pace up

Name: Déja vue
age: 5
breed: unknown
gender: Female
D.O.B: 17th may 2005
personality: Malicous, spiteful, evil, hated, intimidating
likes: déja vue loves death, anything evil or horrid pleasures her, if she is doing something, it has to be done in a way that she wants it. it has to be as painful as possible. as horrid and evil. worse than every horror film you know exists. She is a very competitive horse, who can hypnotize her opponents so they let her win
Dislikes: She hates sunny things, she hates happiness. She thinks that angels are out there to stop her work. She hates losing, but loves the revenge she gets later on.
herd/stables: Ghost-zero herd
if herd what position: Leader
if stables what disclipine: -
breeding: nope
siblings: -
family: half cousin to indigo
offspring: -
mate: - Maybe searching as she wants a foal
look: unexplainable xD

voodoo © to me
buttercup © to me (she really is dead)
déja vue © to me
art © to me