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Name: Blank Canvas

 

Sex: Male 

 

Age: Stallion

 

Species: Unicorn 

 

Eye Color: Magenta

 

Character Color: White

 

Mane/Tail: The mane is fairly long, reaching down to just past his chest. It is mostly kept together along the back, staying in a unit partially thanks to the hair tie near the bottom of it. The rest of the mane is considerably messier, looking almost like bed head he never bothered to sort out. It reaches to most of the way down the eyes on the side. The tail is like the back part of the mane, kept together with a hair tie and of medium length. Both are a rainbow of colors, coming off in waves with red being the closest to where the hair starts. With the mane, the area near his ears is red, transitioning from one color to the next outwards from there in both directions. For the tail, the base part is red and it transitions through the colors as it moves down the tail. 

 

Physique: He is a skinny stallion, not all that strong looking, the kind of figure one gets from just doing aerobic exercise to lose weight with no attempt to build muscle past that. He is also on the short side for stallions his age. 

 

Residence: Vanhoover

 

Occupation: Artist, mostly paintings. 
 

Cutie Mark: A paintbrush with red paint dripping off the tip. To him, the brush represents his skill, and the red his passion. 

 

The day he earned his mark was much like any other at first, going through his life unable to focus on any one thing for long. He went through the day until he found himself in front of a canvas with a paintbrush in his mouth. He had been daydreaming at the time, so he wasn't entirely sure how he had made it into this art class, but he was here now. Shrugging to himself, he put the brush against the canvas and just went with the flow. The more he did, the more interested he got, and found it easier and easier to keep his focus on the art he was doing. By the end, he was left with some abstract art and a new cutie mark he hadn't noticed before then.
 

Unique Traits: Mane/Tail- His mane and tail actually started as white, but one day they changed due to a combination of a magical accident and an incident with a rainbow. 
Magic- He actually can manipulate light, though he only really does it to get more vibrant colors for his art. Drawing from the white light from any source around, he can separate the wavelengths and infuse each color as needed to make them better. 

 

Personality: He is a friendly stallion, quick to make new friends. He can be somewhat clumsy or forgetful, and his focus is either on nothing in particular or 100% on what he’s doing, with almost no in-between. He tends to finish his art in one sitting if he can, otherwise he’s liable to forget about it or lose interest and start a new one. 

 

History: Growing up the only child of two high-society ponies, and their only son at that, there were plenty of expectations placed on him. Not that he payed much attention, but still. From a young age, they tried to teach him high-society etiquette and mold him into another of them, but he would always get distracted easily and not pay attention at all, following butterflies with his eyes instead or just staring off into space while his mind wandered. It would sometimes get him into trouble, and he would end up daydreaming while walking and then have no idea how he got to where he was. Thankfully, he always found his way back, mostly with the help of his parents or the caretaker they hired for when they were too busy. All in all, his life before art was a bit of a blurry mess, with not many coherent memories of actual events for him to look back on. 
 

After discovering art though, he finally figured out how to focus, and he finally managed to make friends since he could actually hold a conversation now. The day of the mane incident was a simple field trip to a local park. As part of the decorations, they had a rainbow fountain set up, and it had him mesmerized. The more he stared, the more the colors seemed to glow, along with his horn, and the closer he got until he fell in entirely. He immediately climbed back out and got himself cleaned off, but for some reason it stuck to his mane and tail but not the rest of him. Liking the look though, he shrugged it off and went on with his life. 
 

By the time he left home, he had enough of a grasp on his problems to be able to take care of himself, and ponies to fall back on if he couldn’t, so he moved off on his own to paint to his heart’s content. 

 

Summary: A bit of a scatter-brained artist, he’s still a friendly sort and a good friend. 

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