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  1. Roleplay Type WoE Name Flaxen Feather Sex Male Age Stallion Species Pegasus Eye color Blue Coat Light pastel blonde Mane/Tail A slightly sharper blonde than his coat. Physique He's of average height and a little on the chubby side. Residence Canterlot Occupation Botanist and Dendrologist Cutie Mark A Sakura branch filled with pink blossoms. Cutie Mark Story Ever since he was a foal, Flax loved the massive garden in the back yard. He would spend almost all his free time there and accompanied his mom when it came time to water them. The thing he liked most about plants and trees were the sheer variety, uses, and colors they came in. The flowers were beautiful while the fruits and veggies were delicious. He couldn't think of a single reason why anypony would dislike plant life and trees. One day, he decided he would plant his own set of flowers in the garden. He used his allowance to buy some seeds. They were going to grow into beautiful daisies. Flax dug tiny holes and put them in the ground. After watering them, he just sat there and watched. The little colt was eager to witness the first sign of life. The first little sprout. Everyday while doing his homework, Flax watched it closely until the day it finally sprouted. However, his excitement was short lived when the plant soon afterwards shriveled up and died. He went to his mother, sobbing over the plant he accidentally killed. He was terrified that Celestia would find him and throw him in a dungeon for taking a precious life. That poor baby flower never deserved such a fate. But after getting him to calm down, and assuring him Celestia wan't going to get him, his mom told him the flower wasn't in season yet. That's why it died. She explained that you must care for each individual plant differently and learn about it beforehand. That settled it. The flower's death shall not be in vain. Flax went to the library to look through a list of plants and trees that were in season. He was soon taken aback by an image of a cherry blossom tree. It was just gorgeous! He had to have one of those in the garden. These particular trees were especially delicate so extensive research was necessary. Once Flax felt like his knowledge of the Sakura tree was good enough, he purchased a little tree and carefully planted it in the garden, following all the steps he read about in the library. With his new found knowledge, he nurtured the tree with the utmost dedication. And after awhile, it was clear his new baby survived the transplant and was now flourishing. And he did it all by himself! He was so proud. Not just of himself, but of his Sakura tree. It showed so much bravery and strength for recovering so fast. That's when he knew this was his calling. To become a plant and tree biologist. Studying and nurturing plants and trees was his absolute passion. In fact, from this day forward he would strive to become a professor of plant and tree science! His flank sparkled and his cutie mark flashed into existence. A Sakura branch filled with beautiful pink blossoms. History Flax was born and raised in Canterlot by his mom and dad. His mother, Honey Bliss, is a doctor while his father, Russet Dabble, is a successful inventor. His father preferred to go under the name Dabble Doodle when refereed to as an inventor, but is addressed as Russet by his wife. He is rather close to his family, and Flax enjoyed his company. However, he often gets embarrassed by his dad's need to showcases his wealth and has a bit of a hard time getting through to him. Flax finds his mother easier to talk to, even if she's a bit eccentric herself. She's very kind and caring but also loves to prank ponies. Flax doesn't quite share her sense of humor, but they get along very well. Both parents are very understanding and supportive, but also firm when need be. He has a very close bond with his sister, Hazel. They are inseparable and rarely seen without each other during their free time. Hazel balances out Flax's tendency to be a bit of a push over. Flax met a unicorn named Vesper who was struggling. He about to loose his apartment and didn't seem to have a place to stay. Flax knew he couldn't just leave him there and offered to let him stay at his house. Vesper eventually agreed and took up residence at the mansion. He seemed a bit uncomfortable at first so Flax tried his best to make him feel at home. Because of Vesper's eagerness to repay them for their kindness, Flax decided to offer him a job as a housekeeper. Since then, Flax took it upon himself to help his new friend grow and flourish in the world, just like a little sapling. Ever since he was a foal, Flax loved plants and greenery. He used to think his destiny was to play the violin but soon realized his future was instead to be a botanist. He stills practices the violin as a hobby and enjoys playing to the plants and trees. Flax expanded the garden with his parent's permission and converted it into a large sanctuary. He loves to travel Equestria, searching for plants he's never seen before and collecting their data. Or bringing them ack home is the conditions are ideal. He's becoming quite a skilled scientist and hopes to one day be a famous professor. Flax and Hazel crated an enchanted comic club recently, hoping to make a connection with a community of fellow fans. There's nothing like being immersed into a story on such an intimate level. It's a blast to say the least. They took to calling their club Infinite Realms. Character Summary Flax is a tender hearted fellow who once cried when he realized snakes didn't have any legs. He's profoundly caring and empathetic to a fault. He'll let himself suffer in order to avoid hurting somepony's feelings. Even if they needed to hear the truth. He'll also offer to help others even when his schedule is full, making him overwhelmed easily. He is a sitting duck for anyone who wants to take advantage of him. He's not necessarily naive, he just feels like everyone deserves a chance. To him, every pony in the world is a potential best friend. But his abundance of comfort around others gives him the tendency to say sappy or melodramatic things. He gestures quite a lot and is almost always smiling. He also trots with a spring in his step and is hardly ever seen without looking happy or content. He's quite motherly towards anypony he considers a friend, always trying to make them feel like they're loved and appreciated. But he tends to jump at the opportunity to save someone from an unpleasant experience, even if it's necessary or helps them grow as a pony. Flaxen has a low threshold for pain and tears up easily. He's also easily distracted and has trouble making decisions on his own. He'll stay in the same shop for hours, trying to decide which toothpaste to get only to return it to the shelf later after realizing he bought toothpaste a few days ago. He tends to attach a personality to each plant and tree, even going as far as naming some of them. The one thing in the garden that holds a special place in his heart is the cherry blossom tree he planted as a colt. He took to calling her Sakura, and takes extra care to make sure she's healthy. As a result, she's gotten quite large and beautiful when in bloom. He loves to play the violin in the garden and believes the plants and trees really enjoy the music. He loves sweets and can't pass a bakery without purchasing something. He also loves fruit and has a hard time drinking tasteless liquid. He took up cooking and loves to use fresh ingredients from the bountiful garden. He's not the best cook, but his dishes are still impressive. Flax took it upon himself to make sure Vesper had a healthy diet since he would live off of nothing but toast if left to his own devices. The unicorn assured him he didn't have to do that, but he still eats the food and that's enough encouragement for Flax to keep it up. All in all he's a very friendly pony who treats plants and others alike with as much care and consideration as he can. Hoping to see them learn and grow to someday become something great.
  2. Name: Silver Weld (Nicknamed Sil) Gender: Female Age: Mare Species: Pegasus Eye colour: Dark blue Character colour: Grey Mane/Tail/Other: Silver's bangs are positioned above her eyes, the rest of her mane on the right side of her head. Her tail is "layered", the same black with light blue streaks color as her mane. Her accessories include simple rounded black glasses and two black bracelets on her front left hoof. Physique: Sil's head is stallion-like, but curved for a female look. She has the regular build of a pegasus, but slightly skinnier, mainly because she is very agile in the air. Also, Silver Weld has metal wings, due to a flying accident at a young age, where she brutally damaged her wings. Residence: Ponyville Occupation: Silver doesn't have an occupation, so she mainly creates new inventions in her spare time, or helps around Ponyville with her mechanical skills. Cutie Mark: Her cutie mark is a grey cog with a wrench over it. She earned this cutie mark when she was a older filly, when she constructed her replacement wings. Silver, growing up, had loved flying. It gave her a sense of freedom, and she preformed tricks whenever she had the spare time. She also was very interested in the mechanical arts, inventions, and everything metal. She made her own personal "workshop" when she was a filly, and spent most of her time in there. One day, she had came up with a blueprint for an invention she wanted to show to her friends. She took off to the sky, flying as fast as she could. She had got distracted watching a blacksmith pony, and veered off course. This was a very fatal mistake. Before Silver registered the event in her mind, she had already crashed into a clump of trees near Sweet Apple Acres. When somepony found her, she was severely injured. Her wings were cracked and broken. Once she got out of the hospital with news that she could never fly good again, she set out to find a solution. Thus creating the idea to make metal prosthetic wings for herself. After weeks of working, Silver finally completed the wings. She fitted them onto her back, and looked at her flank. A cog with a wrench over it had appeared. She was overjoyed. Unique Traits: Silver Weld has excellent knowledge of mechanical elements and history of famous inventions. She also has a pair of prosthetic metal wings that boost her flight speed up to speeds excelling 70 mph. Sil, since she has help from her prosthetic wings, can preform excellent flight tricks difficult for some other pegasi. History: Silver was born and raised in Ponyville, her whole lineage descending from Ponyville. Her parents were expert fliers, always encouraging their daughter to move forward and never give up at flying. Silver always obeyed her parents, and looked at them as her role models. She wanted to be just like them when she grew up. But after her accident, Sil had other dreams in mind. When Sil have her accident, she parents were devastated. Their daughter could never fly straight again, due to her injuries. They didn't give up hope, even the odds were against them. Her parents supported her with her dream of her prosthetic wings. They helped with deliveries and the like, overjoyed that heir daughter might fly again, and better then before. Silver Weld eventually completed her project, and grew up tweaking her wings, and inventing many new things to make Ponyville more efficient. Character Summary/Personality: Silver Weld is very outgoing, the "life of the party", so to speak. She communicates with everyone, and she loves making new friends. She is also very protective of her close friends. But sometimes, she won't get along with some ponies. She will tell some ponies that she like machines better than them, but that's just her nature. She has a pretty short temper. But, Sil has learned to control it, so she won't ruin her inventions when they fail on certain tests. Silver doesn't let her past affect her, especially her flying accident. She is bolder, more focused, and faster than ever. She is grateful to her parents for supporting her through her whole life, and visits them in Cloudsdale, where they moved shortly after Silver recovered from her flying accident. Sil also participates in many flying competitions when she can, aside from inventing new things in her workshop. Her house is practically covered in blueprints, and she cleans frantically when she expects company, even though everypony knows how messy her home can get. A few likes of Silver Weld's include music, machinery, flying, and, of course, metal. Music, in Sil's vision, explains her where other words fail. Machinery and metal come naturally to her, hence her cutie mark. Also, flying, to Sil, is a luxury, especially after her accident and her metal wing achievement. Flying gives Sil freedom, where she doesn't have to be grounded to the ground, no pun intended. Her dislikes include fake ponies, bullies, rust, and isolation. Isolation is also Sil's biggest fear. She hates tight, closed spaces, they make her worry and panic of no escape. When she was very little, she was stuck in a tree for a few days. It was her fault, but nopony could have heard her, for she made barely any sound. Therefore, isolation and closed spaces terrify Silver. Rust, of course, is a natural dislike for any blacksmith pony. It ruins machines either very slow, or very fast. Fakes and bullies act too proud for her liking. Bullies, most of the time, bully for fun, which Sil hates with a passion. She believes everypony has a right to stand up for themselves. Fake ponies, are, of course, fake. They end up getting in lots of trouble and despair when someone finds out their true self, which ends badly most of the time. Some of Sil's life goals are to either join the Wonderbolts, or given the opportunity to construct or repair a great attraction, where everypony adores. Her goals are very simplified, for she prefers to be simple on things like this.
  3. Name: Cory Gender: Female Age: Teen Species: Pegasus Eye colour: Her left eye is tomato red in color, while her right eye is a purplish blue. There are instances where both of her eyes will turn red or blue, but in most situations there hue is always like the description I described. Character colour: Her coat takes the color of pure white. Mane/Tail/Other: Her mane has a goldish, yellow hue. It is long and straight. She keeps the other side loosely tied and lets it hang on the left side of her neck. On the other side is where she lets the parts of her mane that wasn't tied up to hang loose. Physique: Cory is lighter and smaller than an average pegasus. Residence: Cory has no actual home, so she travels around a lot. Her never ending curiosity fueling her to see new places and things. Occupation: Cory has no actual job, so to earn bits, she takes usual jobs like being a deliverer, an employee, and other things as such. Cutie Mark: Her cutie mark is three question marks. The one on the center is bigger than the other two and is red in color while the other two is purplish blue. ​Cory achieved her cutie mark when she found a bag she shouldn't find. Little Cory trotted through the woods. Slowing down once in a while to take a peek on some bushes or trees. Her red and blue hues would never stay focused on one spot. That is, until she found a brown 'thingy' hanging from a tree branch. She trotted over to it and looked up at the bag. She jumped. Nope. She jumped again. Didnt work.This time, she hugged the tree, and brought herself higher up the tree, climbing it on very tiny distances. Until, she jumped up from the tree. While in mid-air, she flapped her wings as hard as she can, giving her only the tiniest boost she needed to grab that bag from the tree. When she fell, the belongings of the bag scattered around the bag. Her eyes sparkled when she saw all the weird looking 'thingys' shining against the shadows from the trees. They have weird shapes and different markings implanted on them. She approached one of them with caution. She stared at it for most probably the longest time before finally touching it. The moment her purely white hoof made contact with the 'thingy', she felt a chill run down her hoof all the way down her inner soul. She shivered, and retracted her hoof at almost the speed of lightning, and held it close to her chest. "Hey!" She looked up immediately, to see a strange pony wearing a cloak. He couldn't be recognized. "Get outta here! Scram!" Cory looked at him blankly, before blinking once then galloping away. When she got home, she went immediately to bed. Only to recognize weird looking shapes on her flank. She stared at it and poked it a few times. "I wonder why I got it..." Unique Traits: Due to Cory's light build, she has very stamina and can stay afloat for the longest times. Also because of her small body, she can be a stealthy one and can sneak through tight places and spots. On to the topic of her eyes, both of her eyes can color. It can even change where both of her hues can have the same color. She never knew why, but she mostly theorize that it must have been that 'thingy' she touched when she was still a filly. History: Cory most probably has the most normal childhood on the record of childhoods. The only difference was that she got bullied a lot due to her eyes, but everytime she stares at her bully for mostly the longest time, they stop bullying her. She never knew why, which she thinks about even to this day. Her parents are very busy ponies, so she is mostly left to anything she can do. Which resulted her in growing some independence, making her move out a little earlier than she should. Character Personality: Cory is mostly portrayed as emotionless. Her outer appearance might give someone the thought that she's a pure, innocent, pony. But the truth, is that she is the true opposite of that. Due to her so called 'discoverings' she has uncovered things that she isn't supposed to uncover. Though she has a straight face most of the time, her emotions are mostly portrayed through her actions and eyes. When both her hues are there usual color scheme, she's fine. When both her eyes are blue, she might have a soft spot for you. When her eyes are red, lets just say, she might not like you very much. And because these event happen rarely, most of the emotions are seen through her actions. The bad side is that she sticks her muzzle into everybody else's business. Her desire to know more causes this. She also doesn't care about other ponies that much. She mostly does things that benefit herself, and only herself. She might appears like an awesome friend to you at first, but she might dump you the next minute. Character Summary: Overall, Cory is a overly curious pony who always wears a straight face, and has different colored hues.
  4. Name: Marusha Moonlight (a.k.a. Ghost) Gender: Female Age: Mare Species: Pegasus Eye color: Grey Character color: White Mane/Tail/Other: Her mane is of somewhat long length, reaching just past her shoulders. Both mane and tail are styled to be flowing, and her tail almost reaches the ground. Both are white in color. Physique: Average height for a mare her age, with a lean, athletic build. Residence: Manehatten, though she often travels. Occupation: Thief (mostly). She also holds a legitimate business in the city running a shop that sells some of the more common things she had stolen in addition to her target, as well as items that she obtained legally by buying them. Cutie Mark: A black crescent moon, partially obscured by white clouds with black outlines. Unique Traits: Carries a pair of daggers, which she keeps hidden unless she needs them. History: Marusha never knew her father. He had died before she was old enough to remember him. Still, her mother was loving enough. Most of the time. They lived together in Manehatten, and, on occasion, her mother would get drunk and become angry at everything around her, including her daughter. After the first few times she knew of, she learned to hide out when her mother was acting that way, often times leaving the house completely since this generally went on for a while. Often times, it happened before any food was made for dinner, so Marusha ended up stealing or convincing others around the city so that she could get enough food. Between stealing food and avoiding her mother's drunken rage, she got better and better and moving unseen until it was almost second nature to remain hidden. She ended up spending a lot of time with a dark-colored colt that seemed to be trying to survive just like she was. Even though they had exchanged names, he took to calling her Ghost, due to her coloration and her skill with stealth. That, and she liked to sneak up behind him to surprise him. Not only was she good at stealth, but she also tended to listen to everything she could. She once tried to join up with a criminal organization, to see what it was like to be a part of a group, but they turned her down for no apparent reason. At least not apparent to her, but she was young, still a filly. After being rejected by this organization, she hid out in their base for a while, listening in on what they were conversing about, which ended up being a lot of rumors and what they thought of them. She had almost ran out of patience when she heard of one of their planned heists. She collected all of what she thought would be relevant information before sneaking out of the base and making her way to the authorities. She then promptly told them all she knew about the plan, leaving out the part where she tried to join up with the group. One of the ponies seemed interested in her flank, but she didn't much care, she was tired. She then returned to her home, not noticing her new cutie mark until she went to bed that night. She was excited, to say the least, but she wasn't actually sure what she had gotten it for. Quite a bit had happened that day after all. Still, she narrowed it down to having something to do with the criminal organization, as that was the most prominent thing to happen that day. Her life after that was quiet and mostly uneventful, all the way up to the point when she became an adult. Not long after she did, she began receiving offers for a job from a mysterious source. It turned out to be an offer for a thievery job from the same group she had tried to join as a child. They had, apparently, figured out what she had done and were impressed by her skills. She accepted the job, and ended up stealing the very same thing the group had been planning to steal years ago. She had much more success than they had, managing to get the item and get it back to them. It was here that she discovered the thrill of stealing things more important than food from a random stall, and she liked the feeling. Soon enough, she set up her shop, selling items from the front while accepting jobs from the back. Character Summary/Personality: She is generally friendly to others, especially when she's not employed in the shady side of her job. She likes meeting new ponies, and making friends. She can be quite the sweet talker, preferring to talk her way out of situations rather than fight her way out. However, should it come to a fight, she has no reservations against going all out. She also occasionally will use her skills in stealth to play pranks on her friends, though she likes to keep these harmless. She enjoys the excitement that comes with being a thief, though she also enjoys the relative peace that comes with being a shop owner in the city she had grown up in. Her past isn't something she generally likes to share. At least not the part before she left her mother's house for good. She will try to protect her client's involvement when she is on the job, making sure she has clients in the future. _________________________ (Here's a reference to what she looks like, in case you wanna check it out: http://kagewerewolf....light-489398591) (Also, if any of you see anything that should be fixed now, feel free to tell me about it. Better to get it fixed now while I'm still trying to flesh her out.)
  5. Roleplay Type: World of Equestria Name: SnapShot (Snappy, Snaps, Snap, Shots) Sex: Female Age: Young Mare Species: Pegasus Eye colour: Golden yellow Coat: Dirty White Mane/Tail: Her mane and tail is short and messy. It looks like its been cut with one slash of a blade. It takes the color of bright red and is puffy and bouncy. Physique: Snap has the same build as a pegasus but is a bit lighter than most. Residence: In a cozy little apartment in Fillydelphia Occupation: SnapShot is a free range photographer. Let it be a performance, a marriage, a special day, for a magazine, for a poster, you name it, she takes awesome pictures of it! Cutie Mark: Snap's cutie mark is three flashes of light. When SnapShot was still a young filly, she was a daydreamer. She enjoyed thinking about her favorite moments and memories. Sometimes, she even acts it out! Just for fun! She also is quite mischievous and loves to play tricks on others. And when they fall to her trap, she laughs. HARD. That's been her way of annoying others. Which seems to be her favorite thing to do. She's even confused why her cutie mark isn't about being annoying. Hmm... strange... Well, maybe its because all of her tricks has ran out as soon as she discovered it. And when she decides on using it again, it mostly fails. And as a filly, she was mostly frustrated. She tried thinking about new things that she can use in order for her to annoy others. And maybe, just maybe, she can get her cutie mark. But, just like any other impatient filly, she gave up. One day, she was attending her friends birthday party. It was really awesome and fun! She got to play games, tell jokes, eat delicious foods, and best of all, her mother approved of her staying with her friends for a sleepover for the night! Oh joy!! After a while, Snap said goodbye to her parents and after, ran directly into her friend's room. Where all her other playmates are. There were sleeping bags on the floor, pillows scattered everywhere, and toys and stuffed animals located in the most reachable places! Man, her friend must be filthy rich to have all this stuff! Pretty soon, her name was called and she went over to the circle her friends made. For a game possibly? After a while of playing and laughing, they ran out of ideas and has ran out of games to play. Instead, her friends were gathered around, eating some snacks while chatting about random things while laughing. She herself was in that group too! But, after a while, she started to get bored of just talking and decided to explore around her friend's huge room. There was nothing much in particular that caught her attention. And due to her nosiness, she ended up ruffling some drawers in order to find something she can tinker with. She reached inside a box she found under her friend's monster of a bed. All of the things in here are pretty old. Her hoof hit something hard, so she took out whatever item she hit and found herself holding a rather old camera. She turned it around in a few angles to observe what it is. It looks pretty big and old. She wonders if it still works? After mashing the power button for a while, the screen finally lit up. She grinned and looked at all the pictures in it. Hmm... it's filled with her friend's baby pictures. Maybe it wasn't that old? Well, her friend's family is pretty rich, so after they heard of a better one, the must have bought it and left this one to gather dust. When the gallery ended, she pouted. What is she gonna do now? Oh! She has a camera right? Then she should take pictures! She went on top of the bed and aimed the camera at her friend's direction. When she pressed the button, a huge flash of light emerged from the camera and right into her friends. After the flash disappeared, her friends were covering their eyes while they were groaning. Snap felt a little bad. But that feeling went away when a picture emerged from the camera. She took a look at it and laughed. She laughed HARD. Their faces were hilarious! Then, all the lights went out. She stopped laughing and couldn't see a thing. She heard screams coming from her friends and a lot of hooves running around the room in fear. She got scared too. I mean, she could NOT see a single thing. She could only feel the camera clutched in her hooves. She quickly got up and felt around the place. She only hit a few fillies and places, she cant find a flashlight or any light-source in this condition! Then it hit her, she had a camera! She quickly turned it on, hoping the light from the screen could help. But it was too low. What can she do?! The flash! Of course! She aimed the camera around the room and quickly took a lot of pictures. In each picture, she would focus on the spot the flash hit to see if there's a door, candle, flashlight, or anything she can use. She even walked around, leaving a trail of pictures that emerged from the camera on the floor. Flash! Wait, was that a flashlight?! She quickly ran to the spot where she saw the thing and felt around the spot. She finally got hold of it and used it to gather around all her friends in order to calm them down. When everything was more quiet and calm, she shone the light around and found the balcony door. They took some pillows and blankets and stayed in the balcony where the light of the moon is there. They stayed there for a while laughing around and taking pictures. After some time, her friend's parents arrived and asked what they were doing in the balcony. Snap quickly told them what happened and her friend's father quickly went to work. Turned out, all the electricity they used in the party was too much that the power went out soon after. When everything was fixed and they were all in their sleeping bags, Snap looked at all the pictures they took in the balcony. New memories! But, what's this? What's that in her flank? She focused on her flank in the picture closely. Could it be? She quickly went under the blankets and checked her flank. Sure enough, it was there. History: SnapShot was born in the city of Canterlot. She has stayed there all her young life and might be planning to travel around soon. She grew up in a peaceful, too peaceful atmosphere. Which is mostly the reason why she's always looking for trouble. Though both her parents were pegasi, her family didn't live in a place like Las Pegasus or Cloudsdale, instead, they lived in a home in Canterlot where she was loved by her parents to the fullest. She was always told by her folks that whatever her dream or goal may be, she must work hard for it. Though, somepony might be a bit doubtful. For this pony can be very lazy at times. But due to the encouragement of her parents, she's able to control this. Snap was very social when she was a filly and is always caught in trouble. After she earned her cutie mark, she was way more mischievous than before and would sometimes purposely cause someone's misfortune just so she can have something to laugh at. Once she has reached her older filly years, she has mostly been out and about with her camera that her friend's mother gave her. She would practice her photography skills and take a picture of anything that pretty much catches her eye. She might even ask a random, cool lookin' pony's permission for her to take a picture of him. But mostly, she takes stolen shots. These kind of photos seems to be her favorite. Especially when her victims face is in a hilarious one. She even has a mini job where she was payed to take nice pictures of clients. When she was older, and now ready to explore the outside world, she used the saving she gathered from her older filly years, and some money from her folks, to move out of her home and start a new start. She went straight for Fillydelphia and rented an apartment. Never once was she unsure of what to do with her life by herself. For she planned everything when she was still a filly. Though, that plan was greatly improved when she got older. She started her job small and a few of her first clients were friends and relatives. Which was actually, a lot. Thank goodness for her being social as a kid. Who knew most of her foalhood friends moved to Fillydelphia too? After a while, she has earned more than enough bits that she was able to buy a better camera, and set up a proper Photography station below her apartment! When that was set up, she was more noticed as a photographer and has been in a better state than ever before! And now, she more than capable of taking care of herself. SnapShot's dream of being a photographer was already accomplished. But her real dream is to be able to travel around Equestria, even beyond, in order to collect awesome, and amazing memories and moments. She also dreams of being an all-famous photographer and that her works can exceed in more places other than Fillydelphia. Character Summary: SnapShot is outgoing and very, and I mean, very mischievous pony. If you were in the middle of talking, and a sudden flash blinds you for a brief moment, than you better find Snap because its most probably that she has taken a horrible picture of you and is laughing her lungs out at how ridiculous you look! She is quite a merciless prankster and will never give you your horrible picture unless you ruff house her for it. She is also very observant in details and can compliment you on how cute you look with those freckles! But when Snap is at a job for a client, she goes serious and will work very hard on getting the saturation and light right for the picture. Though she still has a smile in her face, she is still very determined and will not stop until she gets that perfect picture. Sometimes, she might also deal with clients that are quite...hard. You know, those clients that doesn't listen to her suggestions. On where he should stand, what he should look like, to stop moving, those things. She has learned to lengthen her patience over the years though. SnapShot is great at photography and is a bit picky on details. If a tiny little fly managed to get in her picture, and you most probably need a microscope to see it, she would scrap the picture entirely and demands another picture to be taken again. She excels at angling and is also very observant about the light, background, pose, and even the expression of ponies. But if the pictures are just for fun, she goes wild and will take random photos of the said ponies. Sometimes with her in it. Snap is in love with precious memories. And if she has nothing else to do, you can find her staring at the ground with a smile in her face. And if she isnt out annoying somepony, she's mostly in a quite corner daydreaming about moments that probably would never happen in real life. She also loves camera's and cant get enough taking pictures. When she takes an amazing picture, she always make sure to reward herself with such an achievement. She also like to hang out with awesome ponies that can give an amazing reaction to her when she takes a hilarious picture of them. She despises things that gets in her way. If a tiny little detail is out of place, she will hate it forever (if forever means 5 seconds) and would demand another picture to be taken. Oh, and remember what I talked about clients that are stubborn? Yeah, she isnt so fund of that too. Well, mostly it gets a laugh out of her. But when it gets overdone, she goes ranting. Although Snap might be a happy and social pony, she isn't perfect. She gets aggressive at times. Especially when the reason is because of a stubborn client. Although her annoying personality is supposed to be made to get a laugh out of ponies. But the problem is that, she doesn't know when to stop. And when her victim finally snaps and sends a rant her way, she turns a tad...no... very upset. and another thing, she's pretty sensitive. She's also scared of not taking the perfect picture and might fail her client. Overall, SnapShot is an outgoing, playful, mischievous pony photographer that would love to go under somepony's skin.
  6. Roleplay Type: World of Equestria Name: Caramel Smile Sex: Female Age: Young Mare Species: Pegasus Eye colour: Golden Yellow Coat: Caramel. She also has a few freckles in her face. Mane/Tail: Caramel's mane is yellow with light brown streaks. This also goes for her tail. Her mane and tail is sorted out in a messy kind of way. It is mostly uncombed and a few mane and tail strands stick out of their place. Physique: Caramel is of the same build of an average pegasus. The only difference is her height. She is quite short for her age and is also quite light. Residence: Canterlot (Though she travels around a lot) Occupation: Caramel is a travelling baker and half-time comedian. Cutie Mark: Caramel's cutie mark is a freshly-baked pie with a smiley face imprinted between the container and crust. The story of Caramel's cutie mark started in her young years. She was a student of a strict school in the big city of Manehattan, her home town...or should I say city? Her school was going to have a gathering tomorrow and almost 5 different other schools will be present! Caramel thought of it as an amazing opportunity for a truly amazing prank! And after so, maybe she'll get her cutie mark! For you see, Caramel always believed that her special talent was making ponies happy and pranking. But no matter how hard she tries, no matter how awesome her prank is, her flank would always be empty! But that doesn't mean she's giving up! After making the final edits in her plan, Caramel finally went for a finished product! Her plan was, that, when her favorite teacher is on stage, speaking to a lot of ponies, she would sneak out of the crowd, climb to the third floor of the school, and drop a caramel flavored apple pie right on her teacher! If this happens, she's sure that all the ponies present will end up in hysterical laughter, and she'll get her cutie mark for sure! Now, all she needs, is a pie. And that's the problem. She doesn't have one. She would ask her mom to do it, but it seems like she's out of town. Her next option was her father, but that fellow never cooks! What is she gonna do?! Her mother is always the one who makes pie's for her pranks, which is considerably, a LOT. But she wasn't here right now! She tried to ask advice from her father. But the only thing her father keeps on saying is that, she should make the pie herself. Hmmm... that isn't actually a bad idea now that she thought of it. She did watch her mom a lot when she made pies. And the recipe is always in the cupboard! Yes! She can do this! After thanking her father, she set out to the kitchen and set out the recipe. She read it briefly. After so, she zoomed around the house collecting all the materials and ingredients she needs for the procedure. After so, she followed each instruction with care and patience. She was very focused on her work and she would never forgive herself if she screwed up. Sometimes, she would even add additional ingredients so that it would taste better. Half an hour later, the pie was baked and everything was ready! The baking went really well! So well, that maybe she'll taste it a little. To her surprise, it was delicious! She brought the delicious treat to her father and he loved it too! Cool! Maybe she's good in baking too! She decided to let herself, and her father feast on the pie. Such a delicious thing must not be put to waste! After so, she made another pie that will be used on her plan. The day has arrived! Her prank day! She waited for all the ponies to gather. When everypony seems to be in place, she flew over to the third floor and waited for her favorite teacher to come up on stage. While waiting, she would imagine all the happy and laughing faces of the ponies who saw it. Oh, how exciting! Finally, her favorite teacher came up and spoke to the crowd. Without hesitation, she dropped the pie and it landed right on her teacher! Just as planned. There was a brief silence, that was until everypony almost fell down of their chairs laughing like crazy! Even her teacher was laughing. Her teacher knew exactly who would do this though. She decided to taste the pie that fell on her. She was expecting it to be the same taste, since Caramel's mother is always the one who made the pie. But to her surprise, it was filled with flavor! After the gathering, she called Caramel and asked her who made the pie. She was amazed when she knew Caramel made it herself. Her teacher pointed to the young one's flank. And to Caramel's surprise, her cutie mark was already there. History: Caramel Smile was born in the bustling city of Manehatten. She was raised with her busy mother and her caring father. Caramel was closer to her father and she would find herself spending more time with him. Also, since her mother was a busy fellow, she would understand that. Life for her growing up was splendid! It was filled with her being filled with love from her parents, loaded with fun memories with her friends, and only a very few enemies. She never felt alone, even for a second. she always felt like no matter what happens, her family and friends will always be there for her. And if they get separated, she could always use her amazing social skills to make some new friends and memories! After her childhood passed, she was not even close to different. She was still the happy, care-free pony you knew and loved when she still young! But of course, she cant stay with her old life forever. She can never stay at the loving comfort of her parents. That's why she decided to open up a mini-bakery to earn up some money. After a few years, she finally earned enough money that she can use to take care of herself. She didn't expect it to take this long though. But if your opening a mini-bakery in a huge city like Manehatten, its probably gonna take a while. After some re-thinking of her final decisions, she decided to move to Canterlot. There she lived in a house comfortable for herself and also opened an official bakery there. Though she doesn't always stay in Canterlot. She would often travel from place to place like Ponyville, or Cloudsdale, in order to sell her delicious pies. Occasionally, she would even go to street performing and use her comedy and silliness to get all the ponies passing by to laugh and to brighten their mood. Because of her parent's and friend's support, she is able to get through those few years. For you see, Caramel was to the point of almost giving up because her savings has been increasing in a very, very slow rate. Also, since she was known to be a very impatient pony, its normal for her to feel this way. She was so close as to give up her plan and to live in Manehattan forever. She was so close as to permanently close her mini-bakery too. But with her parent's and friend's help, they agreed to travel around Manehattan, to sell these delicious treats. And, as a result, her savings boosted in a big way. Making Caramel, have hope for herself. From here, Caramel Smile would dream of being a worlwide known chef. Where she would make ponies from all around the world happy with her yummy food. And also make them laugh with her silliness. Character Summary: Caramel Smile has a very lively personality. She is also very childish and immature and will almost never stick a frown in her face. She is very chatty and is known to blurt out a random word, phrase, or sentence in the worse situations. She finds it hard to hide her emotions and can sometimes overreact to the smallest situations. Even though she has this peppy personality, she finds it difficult to handle mean or negative comments about her. If a said comment is thrown at her, she would go quiet and will be trapped in her thoughts. She would think of all the reasons why somepony said that about her, which can result on her being depressed for a while. She isn't scared on who she pranks and mostly isn't worried when she gets in trouble. Caramel Smile is a very good baker and comedian. She is in love with pranking and almost all of her pranks are pie related. So, if somepony is lucky enough to be her target, he/she will most probably end up being coated in cream. She also loves it when her pranks go to a success and that her prankee has a sense of humor and doesn't get mad at her from a harmless prank. She sometimes dislikes too-serious or too-depressed ponies. But even though, she will do her best to at least put even the lightest smile on their face. Caramel Smile isn't perfect and has her flaws. She can sometimes be a bit merciless on her pranks and might get a pony hurt because of it. Speaking of which, she has this move she calls the "Random Hug". The thing is that she runs up from behind a pony and hugs them while shouting "RANDOM HUUUG!!!!", thereby, surprising them. But the downside is that, if she exerts too much force, she can cause an injury to the said pony. She also isn't that good in keeping secrets and there's a very big tendency that she might blurt out a secret you just told her seconds ago. She's also very clumsy and can get other ponies hurt. She can be very clingy at times and she might never let go of your hoof if she doesn't feel like it. Caramel fears over the negative sides of things. She never likes the word "sadness" or "anger". If she finds herself feeling these kinds of emotions, she would sometimes go on a nervous breakdown on how confused she would be of the reason why. She never liked that fact that she was a short pony. The thought of others towering her never fails to make her shudder. Another reason why, is because she sometimes feels weak and puny and that she never can defend herself. But even with all her fears and flaws, she would always be a happy, energetic pony that works hard for everypony. She is an awesome friend, but can be quite annoying and nosy, so her friends are going to have to tolerate to all of this.
  7. Roleplay Type: World Of Equestria. Name: Night Fire. Sex: Female. Age: Filly. Species: Pegasus. Eyecolour: Grey. Coat: Light Grey. Mane/Tail: Fiery red. Physique: Lean & Wiry. As she puts it she's "built for speed". Residence: Canterlot. Occupation: Student. CutieMark: None. History: Night was born in Dodge Junction and lived their until she was about to start school Her parents are both part of the Guard and Night moved with her parents to Canterlot because her mother gained a promotion and both of her parents were transferred to the capital. Life in Canterlot was certainly different from her old life. Night, with her rough and tumble ways stuck out like a sore hoof in the more refined atmosphere of the capital. She started getting into trouble and occasionally fights and her parents worried that she would never fit in. Everything changed when Night made friends with Silver Rain, a unicorn filly who was almost her complete polar opposite. Where Night spent most of her time flying around, racing and occasionally fighting the other foals Silver spent most of her time with her muzzle buried in a book, barely speaking to anypony. Despite their differences the pair hit it off like a house on fire. Silver showed Night that there was more to life than flying and getting into trouble and Night forced Silver to come out of her shell. Night's grades improved and she stopped getting into so much trouble. Over the next few years the pair became more like sisters until Silver got a highly coveted place at Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns. Night threw herself into training to become a Wonderbolt after seeing one of their performances in Cloudsdale. She still saw Silver every Friday for their traditional 'Ogres and Oubliettes' night. She now lives with her mother in off-base housing since her father was given an assignment in Manehattan. Rather than pull Night out of school it was decided that Night and her mother would stay in Canterlot (where her mother still serves in the Royal Guard). Night is left to fend for herself and has become somewhat self-sufficient, usually cooking something for when her mother's shift ended. Between that she volunteers in her school's library (she has explained to her less studious friends that she does it because extra-curricular activities can help when applying for the Wonderbolts, she really does it because she enjoys it). She is still planning to get into the Wonderbolts but plan B is looking more and more interesting. CharacterSummary: Night is still one of the better students in her class (although her liking for academia has dropped somewhat since Silver switched schools) and she is still planning to get into the Wonderbolts some day. Night is fairly certain that her destiny is to join the Wonderbolts, although the fact that all of her aerial skills haven't resulted in a cutie mark worries her as to what her destiny is meant to be. She is worried that always chasing after being a 'Bolt is taking her in the wrong direction. Her parents have drilled into her the need for a fall-back plan in case she doesn't make it as a Wonderbolt, she quite likes the idea of being a librarian since she tends to read a lot anyway and, after being forced to spend an hour a day after school for two weeks helping in the school library she now does it voluntarily (the old librarian is glad for the help since Night can fly up to the higher shelves without having to climb up a ladder, Night has noticed that flying through the shelves does wonders for her maneuverability). Her spare time is spent either racing other flying foals in Canterlot or spending time reading. On a Friday night Lady Flame of Everfree can be found slaying monsters and generally being a all around good pony alongside the other Knights of Niceness, or at least until Night convinces her fellow gamers to pick a less lame name for their fellowship. Night learned from her pegasus father how to manoeuvre in tight spaces and when not to fight from her earth pony mother. The need to, when necessary talk her way out of trouble has saved Night from several fights over the years. She tends to make friends easily but can be slow to completely open up to other ponies (she was betrayed by ponies who she told secrets to when she was living in Dodge Junction and hasn't completely gotten over it). Night also tends to lose her temper when ponies are mocked for being nerds or less physically inclined, she makes no effort to conceal the fact that she is a little nerdy herself. Night is unsure either or not to be a little concerned that she''s stopped saying "When I'm a Wonderbolt" and started saying "If I'm a Wonderbolt".
  8. Melody Arts trots into PonyVille. She had moved here from Cloudsdale. She looked around. Everything was strange.
  9. From the album: Request/trades/gift art

    Quicklime asked me to help her design a griffon based on her beloved peachfaced lovebird who died recently. He sounded like an awesome little guy. I hope I did him some justice. This is the first time I've drawn a griffon but I think it turned out great.

    © Character (c) Quicklime. Art (c) me.

  10. Roleplay Type: World of Equestria (WoE) Name : Sleet Shock Sex : Male Age : Young Stallion Species : Pegasus Eye Color: A deeper brown, similar to the mane/tail.Hex Code #472400 Coat : The coat is a lighter shade of brown, described as the shade of “Beaver” or under the hex code of #9F8170. One accessory that Sleet always keeps on nose is his glasses. His eyesight is not perfect and he does require them to see. If he is doing one of his ice trips then he would have a pair of goggles, used to keep the harsher weather from his eyes but still allowing him safe passage through the clouds. Mane/Tail: His mane and tail are both the color of a darker brown. To specify through Hex it would be #402000. They are both well kept, where the mane is short and goes over the forehead and around the neck. The tail’s hair is straight and long, reaching just a few inches above the ground. Physique: Sleet is a rather thin Pony, requiring some extra clothing when going into extremely low temperatures. He is slightly taller than the average pony, making him stick out a little due to his height. Residence: Marelia – A Snowy Mountain Resort. Occupation: Air Carriage Services Cutie Mark: Sleet’s Cutie mark is of a lightning cloud, replacing the drops of water with flakes of snow instead. The history behind Sleet’s cutie mark starts from trips when he was a younger colt. With the various lessons coming from living in Marelia he would have to learn about the harsher climates that he would be helping control. Throughout his younger ages the colts and phillies would be instructed on the drastic nature of the weather encircling their little mountain town. Survival training was not something taken lightly, and upon those voyages came a stick set of rulings following these expeditions, you would have to stay with the group, keep close, do not waste time, and for the upmost do not disobey a teachers direct orders. During one trip up Sleet’s curiosity got the better of him, and going through the various caves higher up the mountain, he stopped to observe the ice laid in the walls. It was oddly beautiful, and he could not tear his eyes away from the sculptures hidden in behind the layer of ice. Through his own mistake he shakes his head, realising now that the rest of the party had managed to go on without him. His obsession with the sculptures in the ice had lead him astray from the rest of the group, and so he started to run to get out of the cave and back to his group. He had no idea how far ahead they had gotten but he had to do his best to get back as quickly as possible. To his misfortune however a storm had picked up, the amount of footprints he could even find already lead out of the cave that he was in, and the only option for him to get out of her and back down the mountain was through this passage. Taking his time he did his best to try and think it out. Following the rules he was told earlier he would need to stay safe. The worst he could do is the only thing that he could think of at the moment, so he hunkered down on the inside of the cave, looking out into the blowing snow, and preparing some kind of strategy. There was no wood in sight, probably deeper into the storm, and by the time he got to it and came back he might not even be able to start a fire. He didn’t have any kind of survival equipment on him that would last him, as the directing party held all that would be needed for that sort of situation. Without food, water, or a proper sort of shelter, he had to do his last ditch effort. With his mind set, he stretched his wings. He would have to do the stupid act. He would be in trouble either way, but he thought that he might be able to at least propel himself in a way that he could get down the mountain in one way or another. He walks back in the cave to get a good running start, and with a jump and wings set out from him, he began to flap. With the efforts he got with his wings he gritted his teeth. It was a stupid idea trying to fly in this kind of snow. All it would do is clump on his wings and just hold him back, but fly down the mountain he did. Continuing to flap and flap, he just kept his eyes closed, flying high enough above the tree line to be safe. The cold crippling around him he continued to plow through. He would not be held back from the group. He would not fall behind for too long, and he would apologize to his teacher for falling behind in the first place. Down near the bottom of the mountain, the teacher was once again counting the number of students. As she was coming to the end of her list she came to realise that one was missing. Looking around the group she was making sure to account for everyone, and if this “Sleet Shock” was not one too quiet to talk up in a crowd. With a scream off in the distance, the teacher looked up. Down from the skylines came the look of a snow covered Pegesi rolling down the last section of the mountain. He flopped down into the snow with a gasp, making sure to keep himself in half decent shape. The teacher picked him up and scowled, starting to give him the biggest earful of his life, but as he panted and looked up to the teacher, he had come to realise that that kind of flying wasn’t.. as bad as everyone was telling him. He was doing just fine, and upon coming to this realization, his flank started to shine as his cutie mark appeared. He knew now that he was a pony meant for flying through difficult weather, helping those who couldn’t help themselves and having the endurance to get through these difficult storms. History: Sleet’s life was filled with the pleasures of the frozen north. Growing up with his mother and father was one of the highlights of his life. His mother was the one to teach him flying, as his father worked mainly as a weather control pony on the resort mountain. He would eat regular meals, see his mother and father each night, and he would enjoy his life of growing up in such a joyous town. IT was always such a happy place for him, including the summer months where he would help out with the short farming seasons. He would learn mostly from his mother, as his father was rather busy during the days. However the time spent with his father was always an enjoyable experience. They would go on camping trips, enjoy the scenery, and overall have a fantastic time. He would learn of the various methods of food preparation from his father. The various meals and treats were something of a personal hobby, and he strived to learn more and more. As he learned more Sleet listened. His efforts were driven elsewhere but the thought of having so much food at his disposal sounded like a good idea. One of the most important days he had was one of his younger birthdays when he was still a colt, he received his most important possession. His Phonograph. When Sleet likes to calm himself down or work on something at home, he would always have the crank turned on his trusty phonograph. Music was something that had always driven him to work, and during his years of growing up he would do his best to always have it in places where he would be working in. As he grew older, he knew he would not need to stay at home any longer. He took up his things and headed for his own little home on the mountain. He was rather used to the change in seasons and went to start looking for work. After the various trials he was put through he was recommended to work as an Air Carrier due to his high endurance. He has continued this job through his life. When he wasn't transporting others to and from his little vacation home, he would be joining his father in weather control. Character Summary: Sleet is a hard working Pegasi, always focused on the task at hand. There are times where he is a little too focused on the task at hand, and ignores all outside interactions. When he is in this extreme point of focus it requires the touch or a loud noise to get him out of this trance. When working he is very dedicated, and will go to no bounds to get his task complete. However even he would get tired from flying through such harsh weather, and when he`s not on the job he is rather relaxed. He enjoys listening to the records that he can get his hooves on, and when he`s not busy with one of his jobs for the day he will just be sitting in his main room listening to his calming music. One thing that he finds frustrating is a pony who keeps asking the same question over and over. As much as repetition is the key to a successful job well done, three’s nothing that bugs him more than somepony asking him about how long the trip is going to take. He usually expects that travellers know how long their trips are going to take, and upon being asked he tends to get a little irritable. He tends to be a bit bashful, as he just sees himself as a very durable pony. He would thank his mother’s gene’s to that respect. But whenever it comes to a compliment he will simply brush it off, as he doesn’t see himself as too special of a pony to deserve such praise. He is mainly looking for some people to be friends with after all, no reason to put him on any pedestal. When dealing with other ponies, it comes rather easy for Sleet to trust them. HE usually holds others in a rather high light, and although he does not result to praise very often he would be willing to put his trust in others should they be doing good actions that he can either see or hear of. With his level of trust it also comes with a level of distrust, which is rather hard for him to develop in others. It would take actions rather evil for him to really consider you much more than an annoying friend, and as such would try to be friends with as many people as possible. It comes with the trait of being born and raised in a vacation town. When dealing with a pony at first meeting, he will act calm, relaxed, and do his best to get his usual happy greeting off. He wants to give a pleasant expression from the get go, as that’s usually the best way to deal with the various folks throughout Equestria. The image included is an older design, and one question that I've had concerning technology in Equestria that I can never really seem to find the perfect answer to. Going by the rules of the forum I am willing to assume that technology like mp3 players and the like are not going to be allowed in this scenario? If that is the case then those can just be the earmuffs that he uses whilst travelling.
  11. SirJude

    Sleet Shock

    From the album: Jude's Pony OCs

    My main Pony which I usually turn to when it comes to representing myself in the community. The front leg is a bit off, but I didn't want it to just be down, as I wanted to try showing that he was offering something, I usually use the fluff...? Whichever kind of hair on the horse which goes over the hoof. BigMac being a large inspiration in that front.

    © http://sirjude.tumblr.com

  12. From the album: Rainbow Blasts Gallery of Awesome

    Somebodys OC from DeviantArt.
  13. Name: Banzai Gender: Male Age: Stallion Species: Pegasus Character Colour: Banzai's coat is a dark cyan blue that becomes slightly lighter towards his hooves, typically kept clean but little else. His face is marred with freckles, minor burn scars, and small cuts, giving him an weathered, intimidating appearance. His fetlocks are closely shorn and his wings are immaculately preened, as important to him as they are. Eye Colour: Banzai's eyes are a rich ruby red, contrasting strongly enough with his muted blue body and mane colors that his eyes are oftentimes the first thing many ponies who meet him notice and/or comment upon. Mane/Tail/Other: Banzai's mane and tail are a darker shade of cyan than his coat, with his mane cut short and kept restrained beneath a bandanna at all times to reduce wind drag. His tail is kept in a longer, tight and curved style. Insofar as accessories, he frequently wears a tight crimson neckband as well as weighted steel horseshoes. Physique: With a lifetime of different physical pursuits behind him, Banzai's physique is very impressive: he maintains a thin, athletic body with a strong musculature that is easily noticeable while not impeding his movements and range of motion. His flight muscles are the strongest of them all, second only to his legs; this, coupled with a larger wingspan compared to most Pegasi and his stamina, easily allows him to kick off the ground quickly and keep himself aloft for hours on end. On the other hoof, his wingspan means his aerial speed and endurance is impressive, but his acceleration and mobility is sub-par. He simply cannot move his wings quickly enough in midair to achieve the necessary level of control. Residence: None; wanders across Equestria, taking refuge at inns, motels, or other public establishments. Occupation: Freelance mercenary Cutie Mark: A pair of triangles with the corners overlapping, one red and one white, enclosing a golden lightning bolt. Unique Traits: Banzai is a strong combatant, owing both to his special talent and to his training in the REA. His specialty is hoof-to-hoof combat: in close quarters, Banzai makes use of his strong physique and ground agility to outmaneuver his opponents while bombarding them with powerful blows from his weighted horseshoes. When this proves insufficient, he draws on his knowledge of Pegasi weather magic to manipulate water vapor into razor-sharp 'blades' around his wings- a technique he saw in action from the Wonderbolts and later learned in the REA- and uses these natural weapons coupled with footwork to force an opponent on the defensive with unbalancing attacks and quick darts to and fro. As a former member of the Trottingham Weather Team, Banzai has a decent understanding of the intricacies of Pegasi magic and the effects it can have on the weather. In appropriate environments, he can manipulate the weather to a localized extent to give himself an advantage in a forthcoming conflict or just to open up some sky for him to use. This same knowledge of water vapor in it's many forms is utilized in battle, especially against opponents who can also fly, in order to turn a fight on it's head with weaponized thunder-clouds; on his own, Banzai's ability to manipulate lightning can only be used to stun an opponent for a few seconds, at best. That said, however, few are aware of this fact, and a storm-cloud hurtling towards anypony is frightening enough on it's own. History: Banzai was born in the depths of the Kuznitza District of Stalliongrad, the foal of born factory workers- to the point where both of his parents held cutie marks in labor and manufacturing. From the very beginning Banzai's parents believed he would follow in their footsteps, and sought to make it easier on him in the future by forcing him to toughen up in the present. Thus, Banzai was made to perform hard labor from the moment he could handle it, and pushed constantly to make himself bigger, stronger, more resistant to injury, and more tolerant to pain. He was made to haul heavy loads of his parents' products across the District under the employ of the same manager, oftentimes by flight as well as hoof. He broke bones from fallen metal and dangerous aerial maneuvering through the streets, burned himself countless times over the years from the searing heat of the forge, and only ever received a pittance for his servitude. Through this, Banzai felt as though his life was being dictated solely by others for their sake, not his own. Freedom in his life was a hard-won privilege, often taken away when he inevitably collapsed of exhaustion or injured himself. Worst of all, he was never allowed to leave the smog-laden depths of the Kuznitza District. Never, that is, until he took it upon himself. As the years went by, Banzai found himself unable to stand the grind of his life and the sheer helplessness he felt. Given only a basic education and still a blank-flank despite being in his early teens, he knew he was not doing what he was born to do. In a moment of bitter anger and desperation, Banzai took every bit he had to his name along with his meager belongings and fled Stalliongrad by train for the city of Trottingham to the south. In an unfamiliar city with little knowledge of how to survive on his own, Banzai found his bits dwindling almost as fast as his hopes. He took what work he could find, regretting his decision to leave home without a word to anypony and looking on vacationing families with silent jealousy at the happy, normal lives they led. They knew their purpose, they knew what they were meant to do in life, but it seemed he never would. That changed when he took a little time to see a Wonderbolts airshow that was in town some three months after his arrival in Trottingham. Like many Pegasi, Banzai knew about the Wonderbolts, but only ever from second-hoof accounts or what he could read in the papers- never once had he seen them in person. He went into the show not knowing what to expect or feel from it, and was immediately blown away. Their speed and agility in the sky, their close-knit teamwork, their daring tricks and uniformity without pressure: freedom incarnate in the eyes of the long-suffering stallion. On that day, Banzai felt he knew his purpose in life: he would become a Wonderbolt and join his new idols in the sky. The revitalized stallion started out small by taking a job on the Trottingham weather team. There, he spent months learning the ins and outs of teamwork and weather control. He honed his flight skills through his work alongside his own set of exercises and tricks, feeling more free in the sky than he ever had beneath a smog cloud. Despite his new-found goal, however, Banzai had issues getting along with some of his co-workers, many of whom were intimidated or annoyed by the boisterous stallion with a blank flank and raunchy humor. He tried his best to set aside his feelings, but they never did the same: one day during break, a cocky teenage pegasus bucked his drink from his hooves while sharing a few “choice” words. Banzai only just restrained himself from planting a hoof firmly in the colt's face, but nonetheless quit the weather team a couple of days later- feeling no desire to remain where he was not wanted- for his next objective: the REA. Banzai found enlisting into the REA to be the easiest thing he had ever done: he was more than qualified physically, and his willingness to learn intrigued his superiors. Like many, they were skeptical of a colt nearing the age of adulthood who still lacked a cutie mark, but such doubts were extinguished when Banzai proved to be a very capable soldier, outperforming many of his comrades. Even in combat exercises, an area where most Equestrians didn't do well, Banzai proved to be exceptional, picking up techniques and skills quickly and applying them easily in mock battles. He even found he could tolerate being given orders, coming from ponies he admired. For a time, Banzai wondered if he needed to continue on to the Wonderbolts: here in the REA, he felt as though he had found a place to belong, a place he could remain- of his own volition- for years to come. Why should he leave this behind to pursue a lofty dream? His question was seemingly answered for him when, months after Basic, Banzai looked upon his unmarked flank and was reminded of a painful fact: he still had not found his special talent. Being a soldier was a wonderful life as far as Banzai was concerned, but it was clearly not what he was meant for. Thus, he began turning in applications to the Wonderbolts, making sure to mark down everything he had accomplished in the last few years. After an honorable discharged, Banzai immediately departed for the Academy and, upon arrival, was set to work post-haste. Obstacle courses, teamed flying, laps, the Wonderbolts put him through everything he could have imagined and then some. The former laborer found even his exceptional stamina tested by the difficulty of their tests on a regular basis, but he pushed through with all of his perseverance and skill. Banzai had never had so much fun working in his life, flying high above the clouds in the pursuit of a dream that felt so close to reality, he could almost taste it. Not everything was so clear-cut and wonderful, however. Much as on the weather team, Banzai met several ponies among the Academy trainees that didn't take to him well; Banzai found himself alienated and restraining his temper on several occasions. Certainly he made friends- but more often than not, they were pressured by other trainees to abandon the “Freak from the North”, and some of them did just that, to Banzai's dismay. Though growing more bitter at his fellow trainees by the day, Banzai tried to write off their attitudes as simply the environment they were in. Nopony would be at the Academy without an immensely competitive spirit, and Banzai was starting to catch the eyes of a few of the Wonderbolts with his performance thus far. Thus, he concluded, the other trainees had to be jealous of his abilities. Furthermore, he decided that, for the sake of his dream, he would give them even more to be jealous of. As the day of final examinations approached, Banzai cut himself off from others and pushed himself to the brink of exhaustion to be faster and stronger than any other candidate even as the stress began to mount: after months in the presence of his idols and more than a few compliments, he had yet to receive his cutie mark. What if he had been wrong? What if his destiny wasn't here, but elsewhere? Doubts began to cloud his clarity of thought as Banzai drove onward towards what he believed to be, what he prayed to be, his fate. The day of final examinations arrived, and despite being on autopilot and mostly going through the motions, Banzai knew he was performing well. None of the maneuvers or tests posed much of a challenge for him, and his partner was keeping up without issues. Eventually, it all came down to one last trick: a pair of tornadoes spun in opposing directions that would be directed into each-other and dissipated. On paper, it was a dangerous move, perhaps even lethal if botched. In practice, it was a common trick for the Wonderbolts, as it depended mainly on trusting your wing-pony to stick to the plan and follow through. Banzai barely knew the pony he was flying with, but he knew she knew the technique, and stuck to his component perfectly- and thankfully, she did the same. The duo merged the tornadoes and completed the exam without incident, but despite their success, Banzai couldn't escape a feeling of dread that lingered through the day as he waited for other teams to take their turns. In the end, Banzai's feelings were well founded. Though he performed exceptionally, he learned at sunset that he had not been accepted into the team: his skill was not questioned, but rather his ability to work with others. It seemed that Banzai's anti-social streak in the weeks leading up to the examination had not gone unnoticed, and had removed him from the running before he even left the ground. Banzai made no secret of his devastation, packing his bags and departing the Academy in tears. The next few weeks passed in a blur, with Banzai wandering back into the seedier sides of Stalliongrad, hopping bars and blowing what remained of his academy stipend on vodka and motel rooms, his dream shattered and his hopes for the future along with it. He felt he had nowhere left to go, unwilling to crawl back home to toil in the factories again yet unable to figure out where else to go or what to do. Banzai felt truly broken and hopeless, crying himself to sleep every night as his anger and depression grew. Whether it was fate or coincidence that changed his sad circumstances, Banzai would never know. What he knew was the face that walked into one of his frequented bars a week to the day after he left the Academy in shame: one of the graduates, one of the ones who had been chosen. A Wonderbolt, albeit out of uniform and accompanied by several other ponies for what looked like a simple night on the town. Banzai didn't mind when they walked in, laughing and drinking. He didn't care about the looks of amusement from their faces as they noticed his presence and his sorry, unkempt state. He didn't even react when that one graduate began making jokes about his reaction to the news that he hadn't been chosen. When he called him a blank flank, it was like Tartarus opened underneath that bar. Banzai didn't think, didn't stop to wonder about possibilities or consequences. He let years of anger, bitterness, and hatred explode from him upon the ponies who had finally broken the camel's back. One by one, he hit them with bottles, with chairs, or with his own hooves. He spared none of his considerable strength in his blows. And as quickly as it began, the fighting stopped. Four battered and broken ponies laid unconscious at his hooves midst an empty and equally broken bar. All of the rage, all of the bitterness had finally been released, and it had felt amazing. It was only the next morning, long after he had quietly departed the bar and slept well for the first time in weeks that he noticed it: his cutie mark had finally appeared to him, and Banzai couldn't believe it. By beating a group of ponies within an inch of their lives, he had discovered his special talent?! At first, he was mortified: what kind of pony was born only to hurt others? And yet, as he replayed the previous night over and over again in his mind, he felt no regret; there was only sweet satisfaction and the wonderful rush of adrenaline. Suddenly, the things he did, the injuries he gave those ponies, bothered him a lot less. If this was what he was meant to do, how could it be wrong? This realization washed over his mind like a calming tidal wave, as Banzai genuinely laughed for the first time in years: at long last, he knew who he was, what he was born to be. He no longer cared what he had to do, or who he had to do it to: if it meant no longer flailing in his life, no long being uncertain of his reason to exist, he would accept being hated, being hunted by society. If his special talent was to hurt others, to cause strife and conflict, then so it would be. Character Summary/Personality: Banzai is an odd pony to meet. Off the clock, as it were, he's very social and laid-back, the type of pony who would invite you to a bar and pay for your tab so long as you could take a joke and tell a tale or two. He's loud, he's abrasive, his sense of humor ranges from dry sarcasm to raunchy quips about mares, and after years of restraining himself and letting the world trot all over him, Banzai speaks what he thinks as bluntly as a sledgehammer to the face. He can also be cocky about his skills, in anything, and isn't afraid to broadcast it. If you anger him or just so happen to be his mark for the day, however, Banzai is a brutal and dangerous pony who has little restraint and zero mercy. Learning of his special talent has led to Banzai lessening his grasp on morals, and the volatile stallion can be quick to start a fight. Nevertheless, he's far from suicidal, and will not attack somepony he knows could defeat him- not without a plan, at least. He fights with a zeal and sheer excitement that few ponies can match, and truly enjoys the rush of battle and the thrill of seeing an opponent defeated at his hooves. The difference is almost night and day, and Banzai can shift between the two 'sides' of himself without warning. If there is a major flaw to his style of fighting, it is that he enjoys prolonging a fight to get the most out of the rush. His time in the REA has left Banzai with a strong desire for camaraderie, something he realizes is in understandably short supply for a pony like himself. This lack of companionship is probably the one thing he regrets the most about his talent, and he spends many days in the seedier sides of Equestria looking for ponies who would befriend someone as unusual as himself. Banzai holds a deep-seated hatred of two things: hard labor and the Wonderbolts. The former because it reminds him of his parents and the hellish life he led before, and the latter because he looked up to the Wonderbolts as a dream made reality, only to have that dream shattered like glass simply because he strove to excel. Despite no longer having a need for a dream, Banzai still deeply enjoys the sky, and regularly takes flights purely for the fun of it, but he never performs any of the aerial tricks he learned at the Wonderbolt Academy; to him, the memories associated with them are poisonous, and distract him from his new purpose in life.
  14. [ UNICORN ] RP Type - Free For All Name - Midnight Rose Gender - Mare Age - Teen Threads - Not Active Yet - RP STATUS: Available, just ask RP Type - Free For All Name -Harmony Chaser Gender - Mare Age - Adult Threads http://www.canterlot...-can-join-hehe/ RP STATUS: Available, just ask [ PEGASUS ] RP Type - Free For All Name -Scissor Hooves Gender - Mare Age - Adult Threads http://www.canterlot...-can-join-hehe/ RP STATUS: Available, just ask
  15. From the album: Krad's Art

    Wow I look goood~ Look at them eyes and that hair is sooo cool Tell me what you think I drew this in Sai ain't I a clever pony :3
  16. From the album: new stuff that isnt awful crap

    carry on my wayward sockpony

    © me

  17. Roleplay Type: WoE Name: Cat Napper Sex: Female Age: Young mare, late teen years Species: Pegasus Eye colour: Very light gray, nearly white. Coat: A very pale desaturated baby blue. Dark navy stockings cover most of her four legs and fade into light dun stripes at her shoulders/thighs. Constantly she has dark markings under her eyes and looks very tired as a result, and has a black blaze along the bridge of her nose. Mane/Tail: Long and not very well kept, a bit scruffy. Mainly a dusty brown with a blue streak through the middle. Her forelock is parted over a pair of copper goggles that she's normally seen wearing either as a headband or over her eyes. She claims they aid her vision but the truth is the goggles do, in fact, do nothing. Sometimes she wears matching knee guards, elbow guards and shin guards, something she took up thanks to her lazy, reckless flight habits. She has copper horse shoes that she annually changes to protect her hooves from her less than stellar landing. Physique: A good few inches shorter than most ponies her age, strong hind legs and good hearing. Average sight and hearing abilities but she's very in tune to colors, and rather picky about good schemes. Also noticeable is a very prominent gap between her two front teeth. Residence: TBD Occupation: Traveling freelance painter, though she also dabbles in several other artistic mediums commonly singing and music related things as well as other forms of drawing and illustrating. Cutie Mark: A black canine pawprint with a pencil tilted over it. History: Cat Napper was born and raised most of her life in Cloudsdale like most pegasi. As an only child, Cat made very close friends with most others her age and felt them as siblings. Practically bouncing off the walls as a foal, her teen years arrived with a sudden decrease in her energy. Her parents were deeply concerned with this as well as the fact that she still hadn't found her motive. Her friends became enemies as they shied away or openly mocked her "blank flank." In early life Cat was enrolled in Cloudsdale's Flight Academy where she was considered a gifted flyer, mostly thanks to her characteristic flight style of riding the updrafts and then using gravity to reach an incredible speed. She was tactful and creative, but dropped out before she could graduate due to her more than destructive tendency to crash land and wreck school property. She spent more time outdoors gazing over the land by herself and sketching the dips, archs, and cliffs of the mountains she saw. Without thumbs, sketching was a difficult feat. The adaptive and inventive Cat Napper held the pencil between her bent fetlocks and figured out a loose sketching and painting style from there. Pretty soon everything she saw around her became a potential art subject. She preferred to draw the less common things, whenever there was a griffon or a hippogriff nearby her pages would be filled with depictions of the odd creatures. She never took her artwork seriously until the day she ventured to the ground and met a family of Earth ponies. She made friends with a daughter around her age, a photographer named Picture Perfect, and took interest in their pet Akita, Sasha. She'd never seen a dog before, such a playful and loyal animal. She spent a lot of time living on both worlds, one hoof in the clouds and another on land, a few years of friendship on Earth and scorn in the skies. Things seemed like they would never change, not until she received word from Picture Perfect about Sasha's old age. Growing arthritis and hip problems became such a struggle to the old dog that she could barely get up. She stayed the night with the grieving family after Sasha passed away, she shared their pain as she had grown very close to the Akita. Upon returning to her home, she stayed far away from anypony who tried to insult her like usual and worked on a painting longer than she had ever before. She didn't leave home and she didn't stop for hours on end until the piece was finally finished. She poured every drop of emotion into it, a portrait of Sasha, and left to bring it to her friends on Earth. That was one of the rare moments you'd see Cat crying, but of joy and not sorrow. Her old friend's memory was preserved, and her Earth pony friends were smiling through their loss. That was the day she earned her cutie mark, and the day she realized that this was her calling. After reasoning with her parents upon her 16th birthday two years later, Cat left to wander Equestria in hopes of sharing her art with others, making others smile in the worst of moments. It's all she's ever wanted, to bring a little bit of sunshine into the hearts of those who need it. Character Summary: Catrina Elizabeth Napper or Cat Napper, more commonly just 'Cat', is a pony who always tries her absolute hardest to put her best hoof forward no matter who or what she is dealing with. Sometimes in a ridiculously overbearing manner. Sometimes she's too much to take in at once being very active and full of thoughts and ideas that never seem to stop. Everything inspires her, from breathtaking natural phenomenon to simple urban settings, and she reads into it all with a ridiculous amount of depth. She is very friendly, almost too much so, and terrible at planning or thinking for herself. On several occasions she's known to throw down her needs to help a complete stranger. She's entirely chaotically minded and unable to keep a schedule of any sort One of the hardest thing to adjust to regarding this pint sized artist is how quickly she can reverse herself. She can go from a ball of nothing but energy and enthusiasm to a sleepy lazy slug of a pony in a matter of seconds. She is also quite easily irritated by the most unexpected of things and situations, which results in some very confusing and pointless arguments. Should someone be able to deal with the emotional rollercoaster that she is, they would find a friend for life. Keeping herself in very little consideration, Cat considers her friends to be more valuable than the air in her lungs. If she really loves someone she feels as though she should take responsibility for them and make them happy no matter what. Bad situations are smoothed out by her generosity, often times to her own expense but if she feels like she failed a friend, the guilt is something she will have a very hard time letting go, if ever. Overall this little pegasus can be blunt and irrational with an innocent disregard for common sense, overflowing with dramatic emotional flair, but definitely someone who pours her honest heart and soul into everything she does and everyone she meets. ((new ref sheet is coming soon because jeez does she need it))
  18. From the album: Krad's Art

    It was a commission for a wonderful artist http://hoofsplatter.deviantart.com/
  19. From the album: Muddy's Album!

    Another conceptual drawing.

    © Stacey Lenaghan

  20. From the album: OC Requests & Trades

    Doing some updated pony images of my OC characters as I am not happy with the old images anymore. In addition to the updated art and mixing in my own style, made subtle changes for each of the characters to make them more in line with the color schemes of the ponies in the show; Marizpan's colors are unchanged but I had to make her a new cutie mark. marzipan is one of Pedestrian Wolf's OCs. She is an artist and is the friend of Purple Haze and Sunrise Beach, who she constantly hangs out with as part of a close trio of friends.

    © © JenWolf 2014

  21. Name: Ragnar Dreki Gender: Male Age: Young Stallion Species: Pegasus Eye Colour: Teal green Character Colour: Dark Red Mane/Tail/Other: Black Physique: he is a bit small for a stallion and with for the most part a slimmer body type then some stallion except his hind legs which look much bigger and muscular then the rest of him, though not by huge amount, his wings also look not particularly strong Residence: Usually travelling with no specific place to live, usually camps in forests, close to towns or other houses even if they aren't close to town themselves, sometimes asks to stay at some other people's place for a pay Occupation: Trader as a job and an independent researcher of dragons as his hobby job, also helps animals as a hobby Cutie Mark: a black dragon head Unique Traits: Able to make and carry around special containers that can hold lava and dragon fire, has an easy time persuading and talking to dragons, has an unusual effects on dragons that makes him able to do almost anything even able to collect the treasures of even the greediest dragons though important to note he cannot stop a dragon from fighting back if he decides to attack a dragon History: He was born to a family that lived in cloudsdale. Both of his parents were pegasi, and both of them worked as weather managers. He was given the name Ragnar Dreki after his great grandfather who was known to have beaten dragons back in defense of a few towns back in his prime. From a young age Ragnar Dreki did not enjoy any respect for his name, in fact it would be one of many reasons why at an early age he was bullied. He was bullied for many differing reasons, he wasn't strong, he was an abysmal flyer, he was awkward in conversations, his name was unusual, he was eventually the only one without a cutie mark, he had unusual interests in animals but in particular dragons and monstrous creatures, this combined with him being sensitive to judgments and insults and seeming to be never able to pull the courage in himself out to fully stand up against others as he was afraid of hurting someone else either emotionally or physically. He never told the adults about it though eventually the teacher did discover about the bullying and told his parents and the others parents about it to try deal with it, and while Ragnar Dreki's parents were supportive of him they could not be long from their jobs often, usually working overtime, leaving the little foal alone, which he didn't mind. He often entertained himself with his own imagination when he was alone. After many years in his school he eventually snapped and tackled down one of the other pegasi, but when the fight was broken he didn't speak much when questioned why this happened. The unfortunate result was that almost nobody knew his side of the story. As his parents heard the others foal's story they had a talk with him, scolding him for being violent, and he didn't speak back. His father told him a quote that had gone down the generations, that quote being "Know your enemy as I know my son". Ragnar at first didn't understand what that meant but it was imprinted in his mind since then. The day after instead of going to school he wandered off and looked down to the earth below him and sighed, however not knowing nor expecting it he was suddenly pushed off the edge by one of the friends of the foal who he had tackled. The foal that pushed him thought Ragnar would just be okay and escape fine and simply left so he would not get caught. Ragnar's wings were however to weak to be able to stop his fall, the only thing that softened his landing being a few branches and some leaves. He went unconscious when he finally landed. When he woke up it had been over an hour, as he looked around he noticed a cave. He went inside and saw a massive dragon asleep on a pile of gold and gems. He was amazed seeing that, knowing he could live for long time with only a small portion of the treasure. He gently walked towards the sleeping dragon and its treasure, the dragon opened its eyes when he got close. Despite being so close to a dragon he was not terrified nor afraid, the dragon simply stared at him, even while Ragnar took some gems and other parts of the treasure. Ragnar left, confused by the calmness of the dragon as he left the cave he finally noticed he had gotten his cutie mark. Ragnar never came back to cloudsdale as he traveled around Equastria. Over time he learned how to make special containers that could contain dragon fire and lava and be carried around safely, usually filling them with dragon fire or lava and sell it for various uses or even give them away sometimes. He had often given some of his wealth to people he found deserved it or organizations he found deserved it, in other words those who were good, kind or nice in some way. Often living off from treasures he took from dragons or his unique skill in creation of special containers. Character Personality/Summary: He often acts shy and a bit un-confident around others when in conversation, unless he knows the person is good and kind or it simply being a customer interested in what he is selling. When he is trying to sell things he tries to look confident and hide his shyness, seeing as it being important for his livelihood to sell stuff. He is very confident around dragons, animals, monstrous or unusual creatures and those who are kind. He can be gentle, nice and kind to many but can break in matter of seconds over insults or if he thinks you are focused on simply judging him, either in an aggressive fit of rage from insults where he could try to hurt the one who insulted him or into fear, sadness and self loathing from being only judged. Ragnar has easy time relating with others who struggle with similar problems, but can be outright terrified of those who are either assertive or seem to lack kindness, fearing once again to be judged or being punished for being different. Ragnar often tries to see the good in others, regardless of whether they are monster like creatures, dragons, animals or ponies, but his fear to be judged can get in the way of it often for him. He ends up having problems seeing the good in some people who are not social outcast and seem to act mean for little or no reason, especially if that is directed to him or his few friends. Ragnar will do almost anything to those who have either been kind to him or to others but has hard time helping those who are not kind to him or he has not seen been kind to others. Ragnar adores dragons and many creatures and unique animals, often able to tell anyone anything about them, or at least anything he knows about them. However while he knows a lot of things he almost never speaks about them, fearing being wrong and being judged badly for it or even insulted over it. Ragnar is often very imaginative, sometimes creating huge world in his own head. An interesting result from that makes him actually like Discord's idea of having the world enveloped in chaos, or at least have a good amount if it meant the world would be more fun. A consequence from that makes him actually question what is said about Discord and his history, though once again he is not outspoken about it and neither has he put too much time in researching it, but he is very often skeptical of what is said about Discord. Ragnar while not necessarily thinking the future will be good, he often looks to the future with optimistic eyes and thoughts, thinking things might get worse, but only the future can get better, while the past could never be made better, as he cannot change the past. Ragnar had also over the years of being bullied developed a bit of a martyr complex, feeling nobody else should suffer his challenges with him, that only he should go through the hardships. The only ones that can get him over his martyr complex are his friends, who he values more then his own life and all the treasures in the lands, at least the few he has. Ragnar being physically weak has actually made him develop a bit of hatred for the glorification of physical accomplishments instead of accomplishments of ethics. Ragnar can develop a seriously dangerous hatred for those who are mean to his friends, to the point he might try to ruin that person's life indirectly, though he would stop any such action if his friends requested so. At the end of the day, Ragnar might have trouble making friends and showing who he is, but bestows as much of everything he cans for those he considers his friends.
  22. Roleplay Type: World of Equestria Name: Nightflight Sex: Female Age: Adolescent Filly Species: Pegasus Eye colour: Light golden-brown Coat: The dusty grey color of charcoal Mane/Tail: Ebony black; the mane is cut short, with a choppy forelock and a general appearance of tousled shorn edges. The tail follows in the same suit, though remains at full length. Physique: Wiry, lean, and nimble; just a little below average height. Very physically fit, though ranking more in the the "speed, agility, and endurance" side than "sheer force of strength". Residence: Las Pegasus Occupation: Nighttime thrill-seeker and explorer; cloud surfing supervisor for a regular income Cutie Mark: a black silhouette of an outstretched wing, surrounded with three small white stars History: Nightflight was but a wee little schoolfilly the weekend she, her parents, and a couple of other pegasi with their foals went group camping in the Allacor mountains. Nightie was a reclusive little filly, preferring to entertain herself rather than spend much time mingling with other ponies--but she was rather adventurous, and on their second night at the campsite the two other foals did manage to talk her into sneaking away for an unsupervised exploration of the mountains while their parents slept. After some minutes it became apparent the other foals were approaching their adventurous thresholds, as they stuck mainly to the ground and the lower branches of what trees were around--Nightflight, however, continued to venture boldly higher and higher, right up near the top of the tree line. She had barely spent two minutes looking out over the mountains from a treetop before a strong gust suddenly blew in, lifted her up, and tossed her wildly back at the trees, much to the horror of the other foals watching. Frightened, Nightie acted on first impulse, unfurled her wings and shifted her weight to veer aside, barely avoiding a collision with a tree trunk. And the next. And the one after that. All other thought was driven from her mind as the filly focused only on what was immediately in front of her, twisting, swerving, and looping past all night-shadowed obstacles and danger with a dexterity and instinct usually heard of only in practiced mares and stallions. Even after she was able to slow her momentum and come to a shaken landing safe on the ground, Nightflight stood frozen for a few moments, head swimming with the roaring thrill and rush of racing and navigating almost blind through an unknown environment, alone in the cold shadows of night with the wind's chill surging through her feathers and coat. Far from being terrified by the experience, Nightie found that she had LOVED it. Somehow, the uncertainty and adrenaline of what had just happened struck a chord in the young filly, igniting a craving for thrill and excitement that she had never known she possessed. In that moment she was finally brought back down to earth by a silvery glow building at her flank, and she turned her head to find her cutie mark materializing in what remained of its fading light. From then on, even after she grew enough to move out on her own and get a day job helping supervise Las Pegasus' cloud surfing attraction, she would spend her nights heading out of town to find newer, riskier environments and places to race through in the moonlight, over time honing her courage and reflexes enough to begin considering making a living off of it somehow. So far she has yet to think of how to make it happen, though her nighttime talents make her a valuable contributor to the occasional nocturnal search and rescue down below the clouds. Character Summary: Nightflight is--perhaps not surprisingly--a night owl. She feels her best when the stars show themselves in the sky, when all other ponies have fallen asleep and the world is peaceful and cloaked in shadow and silver moonlight. Of course, all her nighttime escapades do leave her rather tired during the day, and while she can stay awake enough to function at her job she becomes somewhat slow, dull, and indisposed to chatter, tending to spend most of her free daytime reading or eating. Other ponies will find it far easier to befriend her after the sun goes down, when her personality livens and she becomes relaxed and humorous--or even a bit of a smart-aleck, when she's feeling bold or riled up enough. Although Nightflight can be sociable and enjoy friendly and rambunctious company to a point, what she truly values is those cathartic nights spent alone, testing her limits or even just admiring a moonlit landscape from the freedom of the skies. In this vein, one of her eventual goals (perhaps the only clearly defined one right now, to be honest) is to someday make a cross-country flight across Equestria, beyond the Badlands and to the northern tundra, and then back again--all by the gentle light of Princess Luna's moon and stars. Nightflight shies away from participating in league sports, preferring to utilize her specialized talent for her own personal enjoyment. She still makes a point of keeping up an exercise regime, however, out of necessity for both her day job and her less organized nocturnal ventures (plus, she's come to take a fair bit of pride in her lean and healthy physique, and is not about to let it collect idle bulk anytime soon!) That said, to the surprise of some starting to know her, she DOES also enjoy her fair share of reading (primarily fantasies or comedic novels, with some literary masterworks sprinkled in), browsing comics, and even a little bit of tabletop dice-rolling, and while far from being a master of any she can certainly surprise ponies sometimes with the gleeful, geeky-grinning references and explanations she spouts out from time to time.
  23. From the album: Muddy's Album!

    Namesake and first pony OC; MudBug drawn in the style I have now.

    © Stacey Lenaghan

  24. Name: Dunder Blust Sex: Male Age: Young Stallion Species: Pegasus Eye Color: Light Brown Character Color: Light brown Mane/Tail/Other: Big and fluffy tail and mane. Dark Brown color. Physique: Larger than most ponies of the pegasus variety. He is strong, he tries to keep it that way, not wanting to slip down into average muscle mass. Sometimes subconciously flaps his wings, whether he is nervous or excited. Residence: Born and Raised in Solstice Heights. But moved to Cloudsdale because it is a little bigger and has more Pegasi. there is also much more to do in Cloudsdale and is a good point to travel from to get around. Occupation: Works as a chef in Cloudsdale and an explorer when he can. Cutie Mark: A pan in the background with a rapier over it. The pan and the rapier make an "x" shape. Unique Traits: Always has a blade on him somewhere. Unless he gets completely disarmed, of course. He also is a total wimp to the cold, and prefers hotter and dryer climates. History: He was born and raised in Solstice Heights where he went to school. He was smart, math and science interested him the most. He also got into many fights. He wasn't very social by his own ignorance, and his size and his lonliness made him a target for bullies. He didn't want to get into a fight, but he did because he knew that he needed to defend himself. His parents and his siblings were a major impact on how he grew up, they told him to not stand down and to work hard if he was ever to get anywhere in life. He grew out of this in his later school years, he got friends and ponies liked him and turned to him for advice sometimes. He loved philosophy and science, mathematics was almost lost to him. He never had a special somepony, he never thought he needed one and most of his friends didn't. He got his cutie mark as soon as he could, like most ponies. It started when his friend convinced him to take Rapier classes together. By the time that Dunder had been in the class for a month, he was already on par with his friend, who had been training for use of the weapon for much, much longer than Dunder. His teacher even noticed, a former Royal Guard as well as trainer for Royal Guards. At the same time he had by chance been taking culinary classes at his school, he had almost taken a pottery class, but he had signed up too late and the last slot had been already filled before he could get his chance. He passed the class, and was doing fairly well in his rapier class. He was thinking one day. He wanted to be a soldier, but didn't think he had the stomach for it. The thought of taking another ponies' life was both terrifying and exciting. He didn't notice until later that day, that his cutie mark appeared. He stared at it in silence for long enough to realize, that maybe he could be a man of peace, a chef, and a stallion of war with his rapier. He got out of school, he decided he wanted to become a royal guard, so he began training in the arts of combat. He knew he was naturally good at fighting, one of his few forte`s. He finished his mastery of the Rapier, but the Royal guards still didn't accept him. He never gave up, but knew he needed to do something, so he became a full-time chef. A skill he learned form his family. He has been through much after moving to Cloudsdale and living on his own. He has met amny ponies, all who have imacted him in their own ways. He gets out to adventure more, and loves the feeling of getting out and exploring anywhere he can. He also enjoys expanding his martial skills, and has proficiency in longsword, sidesword, rapier, staff, and daggers. Character Personality: He likes to get out and expeirience life. He tries to be nice and kind, but can sometimes come off as bitter if the other pony shows bitterness first. He is also afraid of being excluded or getting alienated by his friends as a bad habit picked up from his past. He can also sometimes trust too much or trust too little in others. He likes simplicity. straight-forwardness, as in being told things as they are. He likes to fight but knows there is more to life than just that. He hates when ponies try to flatter him or others to use them later. He also hates when ponies are loud and obnoxious. He cannot stand when ponies refuse to help one another. Character Summary: A strong pegasus stallion who enjoys to explore and go out and experience life with the sun in his eyes and a sword on his hip.
  25. From the album: Regular Cast Pics

    Making a set of a dozen different "ponies in socks" magnets for an upcoming convention (these were first showed in pencil in a thread); managed to finish the entire set. Not sure if all are suitable for the gallery (although none are adult), but I figure at least the Fluttershy one is with its emphasis on cuteness is alright. I'll put up the others later.

    © Characters © Hasbro Artowrk © Brianblackberry

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