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Old Mr Jones had a farm.
(EIEIO)
And on that farm... they had a dream.

'Only get rid of Man, and the produce of our labour would be our own. Almost overnight we could become rich and free. What then must we do? Why, work night and day, body and soul, for the overthrow of the human race! That is my message to you, comrades: Rebellion!'


'The work of teaching and organising the others fell naturally on the pugs, who were generally recognised as being the cleverest of the animals. Pre-eminent among the pigs were two young boars named Snowball and Napoleon, whom Mr Jones was breeding up for sale. Napoleon was a large, rather fierce-looking Berkshire boar, the only Berkshire on the farm, not much of a talker, but with a reputation for getting his own way. Snowball was a more vivacious pig than Napoleon, quicker in speech and more inventive, but was not considered to have the same depth of character.'

Unlike most dreams, this one crossed the border into reality. After the rebellion Snowball and Napoleon continued to command side by side.
Easier to stab one another in the back at that distance.

'Snowball and Napoleon were by far the most active in the debates. But it was noticed that these two were never in agreement...But of all their controversies, none was so bitter as the one that took place over the windmill.'

In the end, something had to give.

'Napoleon stood up and, casting a peculiar sidelong look at Snowball, uttered a high-pitched whimper of a kind no one had ever heard him utter before. At this there was a terrible baying sound outside, and nine enormous dogs wearing brass-studded collars came bounding into the barn. They dashed straight for Snowball, who only just sprang from his place in time to escape their snapping jaws. In a moment he was out of the door and they were after him. Too amazed and frightened to speak, all the animals crowded through the door to watch the chase. Snowball was racing along the long pasture that led to the road. He was running as only a pig can run, but the dogs were close on his heels. Suddenly he slipped and it seemed certain that they had him. Then he was up again, running faster than ever, then the dogs were gaining on him again. One of them all but closed his jaws on Snowball's tail, but Snowball whisked it free just in time. Then he put on an extra spurt and, with a few inches to spare, slipped through a hole in the hedge and was seen no more.'

Physical characteristics
Snowball is a large pig. He is able to speak to humans and animals alike. EDIT 14/06/06 Snowball was changed to human during a prank war, and has since found his morpogenic field to be rather unstable. Currently he is able to switch from one form to the other, but usually needs some form of physical aid (such as sneezing). (The canonical basis for this science is described well by Terry Pratchett - 'Magic is never as simple as people think. It has to obey certain universal laws. And one is that, no matter how hard a thing is to do, once it has been done it'll become a whole lot easier and will therefore be done a lot' - referring to a similar change phenomenon in Greebo the cat).
In human form Snowball is fairly short, blonde, and quite effeminate looking. His pb is Antony Cotton in some of the pictures. He tends to wear very little, usually just a grass skirt, in line with his cultural beliefs regarding clothes.

Other characteristics
Snowball is intelligent, charismatic and idealistic, but is sometimes too wrapped up in what he is doing to notice important things happening around him. He will run at a gun for a good enough cause, never letting down his comrades and fighting for what he believes in.
He is creative, and likes to design machinary, the most prominant being the windmill that lead to his expulsion. Although his background gives him a natural distrust of humans, he is no fool, and will befriend them rather than risk being outnumbered by enemies, providing they pose no threat to his comrades. The name 'scapepig' refers to the fact that after his expulsion, he is blamed for everything wrong in the farm.

Snowball is the property of the wonderful George Orwell from his book Animal farm. This is a role playing journal for milliways_bar from which no profit is made. Mun LJ is bigfluffball