Earth Pony Clover GoLucky (Final)

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Name: Clover Golucky

Sex:Male

Age: Young Stallion

Species: Earth pony

Coat Color: White and pure as the drifts of snow upon the high peaks of the mountains!

Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Short and falls in his face in small bangs, his tail is short and rather curly on the ends, His mane and tail are a sunny yellow like the bloom of a dandelion tipped with the same soft white as his coat.

Eye Color: His eyes are a glossy bright blue, he isn’t blind but he is slowly going that way, but for now he can see, albeit not as good as he had when he was a colt.

Cutie Mark: Two four Leaf clovers intertwined together.

Physique: Average build but very tall with slim muscular legs.

Origin: Solstice Heights

Roleplay Type: Mane Roleplay

Occupation: Clover has a Clover Blossom farm where he sells the dried buds , leaves, and Honey that’s made from the sweet purple blossoms, the farm is small but well kept because he works so hard to manage his “Small patch of Heaven” As he calls it.

Motivation: Clover is one of those rare GoLuckies that give up their ways in exchange for something that not only betters themselves but also help each other!

When Clover was younger he was a troublemaker just like the rest of the GoLuckies tend to be, traveling around and causing mischief and chaos along with his Father Straight Aces.

It was during a trump through the planes that Appleoosa was on that his father started to develop heart problems, making it harder for them to travel, Clover of course was worried sick about him and had him stay at the camp while he ran in search for help.

Since this was before the settlers moved in and formed a town Clover ran into a herd of buffalo that knew the land .

The tribe was friendly and compassionate mostly driven to help due to Clover’s desperate plea and promise to pay them back for their kindness if only they could help his father whom while not be suffering from something fatal like a heart attack, was ill enough to prevent him from traveling with the young colt any further.

The Medicine Man of the tribe of Buffalo mixed him up a special brew of herbs, the main ingredient being clover leaves, blossoms, and a few other herbs that Clover couldn’t even pronounce let alone find..

He was fascinated but doubtful that a little green plant with a sweet smelling blossom could help his father out, but acting out of pure desperation and blind faith he took the brew back to his father and fed it to him, in time his heart was strong and well again making Clovers own heart nearly burst with joy!

Though after that Clover really didn’t feel like making trouble anymore, if he kept acting like he had, vandalizing property, stealing, and cheating in card games then the next time he called out for help maybe no one would listen to a varmits plea… And he still had the matter of thanking the natives of this tribe of Buffalo that had looked past his misdeeds and seen the frightful and good colt underneath.

The chief of the tribe spoke to him in private since Clover admitted to being troubled about how to pay back this huge debt he felt he owed them, the chief told him with a smile to “Go and plant clovers, make sure there are plenty in this world, then perhaps in time you can help someone else that is in need just like we helped you..”

Clover wasn’t sure if he could do that, after all he knew nothing ABOUT Clovers , hay his NAME didn’t even have anything to do with the plant, he got his name because his Mother had named him after a pendant she wore that she felt always gave her good luck, a Emerald Clover…

After leaving his Father back home in their hometown of Trottingham Clover decided to set his way out into the world and find out what he could about Clovers and about what they could do for Ponies and himself.

It took a little while, but passing through the library in Canterlot he found the book he was looking for, it told of Clovers healing powers, about how their sweet blossoms and leaves when dried and mixed with the right herbs could make ones heart healthy, how they were added to soups and stews and TEA’S to make them sweet and to give vitamins to the pony that ingested them.

That settled it, he was going to start growing farms of clovers, He sold all of his worldly possessions to buy a small farm just on the edge of the forest in Solstice Heights, and began to plant Clovers and raise bee’s.

First it seemed like all his work was for naught as he didn’t produce a single clover, and to make it worse, his eyes weren’t as good as they were when he was a itty bitty colt.. now being on the teetering years of being a Stallion.

But one morning he went out and saw them, flowers, beautiful purple blossoms that smelled sweet like honey, he reached down and picked one of the green clovers holding it in his teeth proudly, feeling a tingle on his flank and he glanced down at the mark that was now there and had taken so long to form, two clovers intertwined with each other that symbolized not only what he planted, but they were wrapped around each other as if a caring embrace to symbolize his desire to help with his plants.

Now a days he is still growing his Clovers, and cultivating not only their sweet blossoms and leaves, but bottling up the honey made from his bee’s to sell. He makes sure the local healer in Canterlot gets the first and best of his crop for her shops, and a good portion of his Crops he packs up and trucks out to what is now Appleoosa to give to the Buffalo clan that got him on the road to becoming who he was today.

Likes: Clovers, Buffalo , Honey, long walks and a quiet woods.

Dislikes: Loud Noises, stingy people, card games

Character Summary: Clover is a bright and cheerful Stallion that lights up a room with his smile and always has a kind word to say, and is one of the most generous ponies you will ever meet. He will willingly give you the shirt off his back, or the last bite of grass from his plate.

Partially this kindness is to make up for a youth of thievery, dishonesty, and overall unsavory behavior his family is known for, so in a way it’s penance for past misdeeds, but he does it with the upmost sincerity.

His home is always welcome to strangers, and he is always willing to give any pony a chance, because he figures that in time the good qualities of any pony, gryphon, dragon, or Buffalo will shine through even their negative aspects of their personalities.

Clover’s eyes are starting to go bad, it wasn’t the cause of an accident, it was just a genetic fluke that had skipped his mothers generation and started affecting him when he was a colt. In time he might go blind but eye drops, and optimism are keeping him bright eyed and bushy tailed.

His door is always open for a spot of clover tea, sweetened with clover honey so stop by sometimes!

[brianblackberry]

For Great Justice!

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Oh wow thanks

A friend of mine is editing my app to clean up any grammar or spelling errors =3

Excellent. I try not to be too pedantic about grammar but it does help a lot if grammar corrected!

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