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An otherwise typical bustling day in Manehattan, it quickly turned into a crisis when a certain Diamond Dog decided to make a withdrawal from the city reserve. Dog had enough waiting around. WRAITH was doing good work, but not enough of Dog's kind of work. He wanted to hit the Equestrians in a place it would hurt. Somepony once told him 'money is power', and the ponies seemed to have a lot of it. He just wanted to make Number 1 proud, and so, took a rare moment of inititive. He was going to get Number 1 money, and number 1 would be proud of him. ... Maybe he's keep some money for himself too.Replace that rusty blunderbuss on his back, or finally get his beloved Dogdozer in proper bashing order again. Dog was staring at the Manehattan bank, thinking. He might not be the sharpest knife in the drawer, but even he knew he couldn't just charge in there and demand the money. He needed a plan. But plan after plan circled in his head, none of which were very good. One even involved asking nicely, which he slapped himself for. Ponies didn't ask nicely for diamond dog lands! At least, he didn't think so, so why offer them that courtesy? Dog just wanted the money that was in that bank. As far as he was concerned, that money was HIS money now! The ponies wouldn't have it no more, and they'd have less power! It's Dog's money, and he wants it now!! ... Well, it was time to just charge right in there and demand the money. He sprinted toward the glass doors of the financial building and threw his shoulder into them, shattering through the doors like a minotaur in a china shop. The already massive diamond dog stood on his hind legs to make himself taller, but only ended up bumping into and breaking the ceiling tiles, which just frustrated him even more. At this point, those who were in the bank were running and diving every which way for cover, but the screaming was starting to get on Dog's nerves. Always they were screaming in his ear! He was right there! He could hear them just fine! One little unicorn pony in particular seemed to be trying purposefully to upset him. Some kind of bank guard? Through the shouts of 'stop right there's and 'get on the ground's, Dog could only see a mild annoyance. Big beefy paws took hold of the guard, eliciting a squeak from him before tossing the pony out of the broken doors like a hoofball. With the 'threat' taken care of, he lumbered toward the counter to a tearful mare doing her best to just stop shaking. "Money." Dog growled to the teller, who seemed confused at first, staring up at her robber. "M-Money...? How... How m-m-much-?" she asked, trying to play it cool, before being interrupted, rudely, by a chain-wrapped fist hammering down on the counter, nearly breaking it in half. Whoever owned the building was certainly going to lose money today either way, it seemed. "ALL MONEY!" he roared, the teller cowering under his booming voice. "GIVE DOG NOW, STUPID PONY!" If she wasn't going to do it, he might just have to try and break the vault door himself... Could take some time. Was there nopony that could stand up to this fuzzy bully?
Roleplay Type: WoEName: Amber Rose, usuallySex: FemaleAge: MareSpecies: UnicornEye colour: Amber with striations of pinkCoat: dusty rose pinkMane/Tail: Verdant green, usually kept in a long loose braid pinned over her right shoulder. Her tail is kept in long a mass of loose curlsPhysique: Surprisingly toned for having such a sedentary job. Not bulky, but it's clear she's no stranger to healthy exercise and lots of it.Residence: Stalliongrad, but she frequently travels.Occupation: LocksmithCutie Mark: Yellow rose in bloom with its stem in the shape of a key's teeth.Unique Traits: Her unique talent is that she's focused on her telekinesis to a fine degree, and is able to use that to manipulate the tumblers in a traditional or combination lock and receive tactile feedback from the things she 'touches' with it. If asked, she explains this as coming through her horn, but not from it. History: From a young age, Amber had a knack for using telekinesis in ways other unicorns her age didn't. Others lifted and held and moved, with little more refined than moving a pencil or needle and thread. Amber solved puzzles, tied bows, untied knots, and bent and twisted wire. Her family thought she was going to go into jeweling at first, once they abandoned their dream of teaching her to be a florist, and were confused when she showed little interest in the trade. Instead she would spend hours breaking apart and reassembling anything she could get her hooves on, and eventually she took an interest in lock-picking. Her parents were slightly concerned, as this set of skills sometimes attract the wrong kind of attention, but were relieved when she expanded that interest to key making and locksmithing as well. She completed an apprenticeship in the art in record time, and actually impressed her master with the precision with which she ground out duplicate keys, and soon she was setting up her own shop in the nearby market district. She's been moderately successful, after all everypony needs locks for one thing or another, and ponies misplace keys all the time. There has been a disturbing trend lately where somepony has been breaking into safes and homes and stealing valuables. Amber's business and clients were hit just like other ponies, of course, but her locks were notoriously tricky to pick due to their complexity, and every time she heard one of her locks had been bypassed, she always replaced the lock in question for free, usually with a newer model that was even tougher, unless doing so was impossible. Character Personality: Amber is a mare unto herself. She has a force of personality that makes her somewhat hard to ignore. A quiet strength that comes from pride in a job well done, a body well maintained, and a reputation well earned. She's spent years focusing her art and bending it to her craft, and there are few thieves who can keep up with her mind. She's not boastful, but the way she carries herself and looks at those around her suggests that she knows exactly what her own value is. She does not need to put others down to feel better about herself, because she feels great about herself. She doesn't need to boast or brag because she's not measuring her own worth against those around her but instead has some other metric she's using. She's quick with a kind word and unscrupulously fair in her business dealings, believing that other ponies will treat her fairly and kindly in return so long as they are shown that courtesy. She holds her work to the highest possible standard and lets it speak for itself. Any jeweler, policepony, guard, or banker can attest to the quality of her best work, and she holds her head high in those circles. Which is not to say that she doesn't enjoy cutting loose and having some fun every now and again, she's known to patron local bars, dives, and theatres wherever she's visiting, sampling the best social spaces the city has to offer whenever she has the time and bits, and she's not afraid to share the wealth when her business is doing well. She considers it her duty, in fact. Character Summary: An upright and forthright locksmith with nothing to hide and no reason to be ashamed of either her humble beginnings or her recent successes, Amber is and will always be a source of pride for her Stalliongrad neighborhood. Always ready to pay it forward and spend time and bits where they're needed most, Amber is exactly what she seems to be.
Roleplay Type: Canterlot Chronicles Name: Providence Sex: Female Age: Middle aged Species: Earth Pony Eye colour: Yellow Coat: Purple Mane/tail: Maroon. She keeps her mane short, and her tail tied, to ensure they don’t get in her way in combat. Physique: Imposingly large compared to the average pony, and very fit. Residence: Providence is known to have a warehouse in Hipposton which is the headquarters of her mercenary outfit. She is believed to have a number of encampments in the wilderness as well. Occupation: Mercenary Company Leader Cutie Mark: A heavy shield, with a lance laying across it. More than just an affinity for combat, it represents Providence’s personal philosophy toward it: namely, to protect by having the will to strike. Once upon a time, there was a filly who lived in a quiet Equestrian suburb, who just came of age to go to school. She was very excited, looking forward to learning new things but more than that meeting new ponies. And meet them she did, making several friends on her very first day. However, she soon discovered a problem. Not all of her friends agreed with each other. In fact, it seemed several of her new friends didn’t like her other new friends. The filly discovered this as she was walking home from school that very day, alongside a few schoolmates. The filly saw another foal she’d met, and went over to say hello. But the ‘friends’ with her didn’t. They started harassing the foal, and calling him names! The filly was stunned. They were all supposed to be learning together riight? So why would anypony treat others this way? She didn’t remain stunned for long, it took her only a moment to make up her mind. She immediately called the bullies on their actions, which caused them to turn their attentions on her. A scuffle broke out, which the outnumbered filly was on the losing end of, until the noise attracted an adult who broke up the fight and chastised everypony involved. The filly felt bad for disappointed her elder like that, but it was greatly overshadowed from the thanks and feelings she gained from protecting a friend. It had ignited a fire in her heart, and although she would need to find a new the idea of protecting others drove her from them on. Unique Traits: Providence carries a large broadsword as her primary weapon, which she has had extensive practice with, though she is quite capable unarmed as well. She also carries a pair of bandoliers, which hold a number of potions should she run into a situation which her sword and hooves alone cannot overcome. She’s spent decades training herself in a variety of ways. Between her training, her nature as an Earth Pony and raw grit, she has impressive strength and a truly frightening amount of endurance. History: It’s believed that as a young mare Providence was once a part of an REA combat group conducting operations outside Equestria some time in the past, though the specifics have since been largely lost to time. Naturally such expeditions are fraught with danger. A chance occurrence ended up separating a number of guardsponies from the group, this mare included. They ended up in the relative safety of Kastrot. Unfortunately for them, it was at a time when the the place was far less interested in welcoming new ponies than it was now. Though the group was initially tolerated, it wasn’t long before conflicts arose between the fragment of the REA group and the leadership of the city in which they had arrived. The mare, being one of the more vocal and aggressive agitators of these conflicts, earned the ire of the local guards, and after a few incidents ended up being sent off to the mines as a form of punishment, and means to make up for her actions. The mare didn’t take this action sitting down. It was only a few weeks before she attempted to stage a rebellion, which was quickly quelled. The mare was further punished, given the most guelling work in the deepest, most lonely and dangerous parts of the mine, and kept from talking to her fellow workers for much of the time. The thought was that the isolation would wear the mare down, and bring her into line with the rest. Instead, unbeknownst to the mine overseers, it only made her patient. Though acting cowed to reduce the attention on her, the mare plotted in secret, gathering supplies and allies, and scouting weaknesses. When she acted again, six total months after she had first arrived, the mine guards were completely unprepared for the speed and brutality of the attack. The mare set the compound ablaze, before gathering the surviving sympathizers to her cause and escaping into the wilderness. A few weeks later, the mare made an appearance in Hipposton, having taken the name Providence for herself and leading a mercenary company. Despite everything, Providence never truly gave up on her Equestrian ideals, but her time in Maretonia radically changed her approach to them. No longer did she think a foreign policy of cooperation and appeasement was sufficient: Equestria’s enemies would take advantage of their gentleness and ultimately destroy them. The only way to ensure the Equestrian way of life, was to have the capacity to threaten other nations into submission should they become aggressive, and to make good on those threats should the enemy refuse to back down. To this end, she continued what she had initially done in the mines, planning, gathering supplies, and expanding her battlegroup and headquarters. The mercenary company she began to use as her source of income and a vehicle for any actions she needed to openly make, while she began to conduct strange research in secret. One way or another, Equestrians would learn to fight for their own cause. Even if Providence had to beat it into them. Personality: Though not incapable of subtlety, Providence is a very straightforward combatant, preferring to use overwhelming force or lightning blows to stagger her enemies, and this is true both when in command of a group or entering the fray herself. In fact, she tends toward an aggressive approach to all sorts of problems. This is not to say she rushes into things. Perhaps more than anyone else, Providence knows that timing is at least as important to delivering an effective blow as the raw strength behind it. Her experiences in the mines in particular have taught her the value of patience, and the importance of finding the right time to strike. Contrary to what most ponies will see of her, when Providence is not in combat she is surprisingly relaxed and easy-going. Whether this is simply a byproduct of her learned patience, or a hint of something gentle buried under her combative nature is something only she could answer, but whatever the reason she is surprisingly approachable when she isn’t in a potential combat situation.
Moved to CC as requested. Roleplay Type: Canterlot Chronicles Name: Grey Scion AKA Quickshot Scion Sex: Male Age: Stallion Species: Earth Pony Eye color: Emerald Coat: His coat is grey and he wears a grey trench coat over a pair of grey shorts. A handle can be seen in his pocket where he keeps a razor sharp knife. Unseen, but notable is the fact he has several knives hidden all over his coat. He also wears a broken watch on his right wrist. The watch broke on the day of the Canterlot wedding, and he keeps it as a reminder of the day he saw things clearly. Mane/Tail: His main is a dark grey that fades to a light grey and is combed strait. His tail is also a dark grey, short, and combed strait like his hair. Physique: Though difficult to tell through his coat. He is very fit and even muscular in his shoulders and flank. Residence: Canterlot Occupation: Once was a PI that specialized in getting shots of things that others could not. He now has no job. Only a purpose. Cutie Mark: Scion had earned his cutie mark as a little colt. He had joined the school paper and found he had a knack for taking quick precise pictures with his camera. He operated differently from past camera colts, that would hide and use long range cameras to take their pictures. He chose to instead interact with ponies to get closer to them and take pictures of them when they weren't looking. This of course was figured out quickly as people could tell who was taking the pictures. To remedy this Scion began working on disguises and practiced impersonating other Fillies and colts in his class. He also began using an alias to list his pictures, and chose to go by the name Qucikshot. As he perfected his impersonations and obtained better pictures, he eventually discovered his other talent. He found that when reviewing the images he recorded that he could pick out details that others overlooked, and that by taking several images and putting them together he could construct a bigger picture of things and come to interesting conclusions. It was on the day of a big project where he revealed that the teacher had a secret passion for dancing at night clubs that he earned his cutie mark. He got camera with a shiny lens and a golden glow to it. Scion declared himself Quickshot Scion that day as the teacher gave him detention for life and a stern lecture about prying into ponies lives. Quickshot's cutie mark stands for his ability to get a clear picture of things, and the bright light represents his bright future. Quickshot had always been a bit delusional, and saw the world being a bit more fantastical then it actually was. In fact as je got older, he found himself more and more losing touch with reality as he became dissatisfied with his life. He felt his life lacked the bit of chaos he needed to make things feel more fulfilling. There was no risk to his job, no evil ponies for him to investigate that would threaten his life or pursue him to keep their secrets. The closest thing to an “Evil” business leader was Filthy Rich, and he was really more of a smug jerk than actually evil. It wasn't like there was no evil, but whenever the day came that an actual evil being was suddenly free from its prison ready to wreak havoc on Equestria. The Elements of Harmony would show up and blast it away, in the same day no less. The world just felt so stale without any conflict in it, and what little conflict that did exist was so mild. It was not until a month before the Canterlot wedding that Quickshot had gotten his first real bit of excitement. Quickshot hadn't known much about changelings and in truth had thought they were just a myth. So it really startled him when one tried to jump him in an alleyway, but the changeling was starved for love and Quickshot easily avoided capture and even turned the tables on his assailant by bashing him over the head with his camera. He tied the changeling up and was going to go alert the authorities, but his curiosity got the better of him. He wondered when he would ever get another chance to meet a changeling. So he decided to "question" the changeling, and with some persuasion the changeling, Stich he was informed, told him his story, and what a story it was. That day Quickshot learned of the badlands and what life was like living in fear. Stich told him that it was a terrible place to live with all the danger and chaos, but Quickshot was fascinated by the idea. He had never imagined life could be so thrilling, and was excited at the mere idea of it all. He then thought about Equestria and how easy life was compared to the badlands. This utopia, ruled by Princess Celestia, was devoid of such danger and conflict. It was on that day that Quickshot’s view of the world, started to skew, and the camera on his flank faded ever so slightly. In his excitement Quickshot chose to help Stitch instead of turning him in. He even let him impersonate his identity, and taught him how to better impersonate him. In exchange Stich told Quickshot more about his home lands, and the views that he had of the world, that came from living in such conditions. Quickshot simply reveled in this information as he began to form his own new world views based on it. It was on the day of the Canterlot wedding that Stich had insisted that come with him to see it, and maybe get some secret shots of the bride and groom. Quickshot had been reluctant at first, but eventually went along with Stich’s idea, oblivious to the real reason. Stich had of course impersonated one of the guests and insisted that Quickshot was a friend to get them in. The events that followed happened so fast that the only really important developments was that the Princess, thought to be Cadence, was Queen Chrysalis in disguise and that the city was suddenly under attack by changelings. Quickshot had tried to immediately run when the attack started, but was captured by Stich and restrained by the strange changeling goo. He ended up witnessing the Elements of Harmony running through town as they were swarmed by Changelings, and watched as they were captured and dragged back to the wedding. Quickshot thought that he should cry at such a sight, but he felt instead an overwhelming sense of joy start to come over him. It was the first time that the Elements had failed. The problem wasn’t going to be just blasted away by a rainbow beam, and life was going to be much harder, more dangerous, more chaotic, and more exciting. However, Quickshot’s delusions were cut short, as a field of pink expanded from the castle and began blasting changelings away. He had but a moment to think as he tackled Stich off the road and into the sewer system. As the blast washed over them Stich was slammed against him and they were both sent tumbling across the walls, until coming to rest at the edge of the city. Stich was of course very confused by Quickshot’s decision to save him, but all his questions died when he got a good look at the stallion before him. Quckshot’s once reddish coat had turned a solid grey, his eyes had changed from a bright orange to a deep emerald color, and his cutie mark was now colorless, the lens on the camera broken, and the whole thing was cast in shadow. Grey had drawn a conclusion that day, and that conclusion changed him on a fundamental level. He believed that the world would never see true conflict if things continued the way it was going. He believed that if he wanted to see the world change, then he needed to be that change. Just like the day he declared himself “Quickshot” he declared himself “Grey” that day. He told the changeling that he saved him, because he wanted someone to take his place. He didn’t want people to wonder what happened to him, and in exchange for taking his place he would get to keep being a spy for the changelings as well as feed on the love of his friends and family. As long as he never told anyone what happened to the real Quickshot he would in turn keep the Changeling identity a secret. It really was a perfect deal for the changeling, so he of course agreed. The camera's broken lens represents Grey's broken view of the world, the lack of color representing his grey morals, and the shadow representing his dark future. History: Scion grew up in Canterlot and attended one of the many private schools to get his education. His family wasn't rich or anything, but they made a bit more than the usual parents. His Dad was a small time actor and his mom was a wedding photographer. They both had very eratic work schedules do to all their work was dependent on people calling them with a job. Scion had always believed that going forward in life took hands on work, and that if you wanted something done that you shouldn't be afraid to do it yourself. Scion always enjoyed spending his time hanging out with his parents, when they had the time, as well as going out with his friends on the weekend. He also enjoyed playing logic games, and of course when neither his friends nor family were available. He loved to investigate random people in the city to see what they had to hide. After the incident with Stich Grey went into hiding and let Stich take over his old life. He chose to live as a freelancer and began taking odd work all around Equestria. He started collecting knives and as a side hobby began practicing using his quick draw skills to make quick and precise slashes. His true goal and hobby that would encompass his life for the next couple some odd years was his investigation of the Elements of Harmony, and anyone that had come into contact with them. He took trips to many parts of Equestria to track down acquaintances of the Element Bearers like the famous Iron Will and infamous "Great and Powerful" Trixie. Grey hoped to learn enough about the Element Bearers so that he can one day destroy them and the dammed rainbow power that they wielded. He didn't, however; intend to do it through sheer force and power. He was after all only an earth pony, and even if he did have power. He took Tirak as an example that one could not simply overcome the bearers with power alone. He did however get from Tirak and even better idea...Choice. When it came to being faced with an impossible choice of choosing to save her friends or giving up her alicorn magic. Twilight had chosen her friends, and so he concluded that if he was to change Equestria he needed to make. He would make sure that Twilight and her friends made the choices that lead to its fall. He also took a lesson from Discord, before his reform. The lesson being that all ponies have doubts in their hearts and that they can be driven to be something darker by invoking these feelings or, in his case, by forcing them out with a hypnotism spell. However, the idea was there and he intended to utilize it. Character Summary: Character Summary: Despite Grey’s very dark life goals and questionable morals, he still acts like a fairly normal pony. He is very inquisitive and still does detective work, and will question ponies about their past, motives, and life goals. He has a bit of a cynical air about him due to always having a fake feeling smile on his face, even when he is actually happy. He tends to talk a lot about life in Equestria, and will tend to try to pry into peoples personal affairs. He will also try to play on people’s doubts and negative feelings, in order to rile them up. He wants people to see the world in the same dark light he does, and loves to talk to would be heroes. In order to find out what motivates them, and crush that motivation. He sometimes will take on a disguise and act completely unlike himself in order to get closer to someone, but the inner thoughts and motivations are still the same. Thanks to years of practice and the use of his camera to take pictures whenever possible. Grey has become very good at picking out flaws in people and bring those flaws to the surface. His weakness is actually in his own investigative skills. He is great at putting things together when he has the time to sit and contemplate what he knows, but on the fly he has drawn some awful conclusions in the past. So, he tends to distrust his own judgment when it comes to the first conclusions he draws. He is not easy to anger, but when he does lose his cool. Grey tends to fly into a violent rage and believes that showing ponies true cruelty and evil is a good way to change their view on the world. Grey has no strong fears, but had grown paranoid overtime due to the nature of his work, and tends to proceed on the overcautious side. He makes many plans of action in the event things go in a bad direction and if spooked will often jump the gun when it comes to enacting these plans.