Skye

"What're we supposed to use, pony, harsh nickering?"

The only thing is in the 'Cutie Mark' tag, you mention that he theorizes his cutie mark changed due to the cutie pox. But then you've made no mention of it. I think it's just an oversight maybe, you can take that part out at he top and it should still be fine. Let me know when you've fixed that!

While I'm not terribly sure about a pony with a spear driving off a dragon intent on eating gems simply by appearance... but I suppose luck could be part of his character, so I don't see why not.

Having decided to take Princess up on her invitation to visit the castle again, Skye couldn't help but look nervous as he stepped through the gates of Canterlot. This time it wasn't by accident, it wasn't by night, but rather by design. Here, he realized were a -lot- of ponies, who would see him exactly for what he was. Yet, just like the gala, it seemed that most ponies didn't pay him much mind. Which was rather strange to him, considering that for much of his life in the past had dealt with mostly hiding. Himself, and others of his kind, of course. But ever since the Princesses had returned to rule together, things had changed quite a bit, and it was just such an occasion as this that new things were worth trying. And he was glad that he had made the journey through the Whitetail Wood to the glittering white castle perched on the side of the mountain.

Though he wasn't exactly being gawked at, which was a little disconcerting in itself, he nevertheless remained wary, since this was a new experience for him and all. Last time he had been here, it had mostly been ponies milling about and going about their business, especially in the presence of the princesses. He knew the way to the heart of the castle, but he couldn't help but feel the urge to dawdle a bit, since he'd never mentioned when he might possibly arrive. This gave him the opportunity to take in the sights and sounds of pony life on the rather gorgeous day, and the marketplace was as good a place as any to see how they went about their daily lives. Here was a vendor selling foodstuffs, that one was selling pretty bangles, and yet still another was selling strange objects he had absolutely no idea how to use. He'd seen cups and bowls and such before, but some of these seemed ornamental, as if they served no purpose other than to look good.

But then he chanced upon a small shop that had large clay pots and assorted ware on a table outside, drying in the sun. Making mud into simple shapes had been something that had been around for quite some time; one of his favorite bowls had been made simply in this fashion. Yet others of these had such shiny glazes and intricate designs, that it could have only been made by someone who cherished the art of pottery itself. Having caught his eye, and piquing his curiosity, he couldn't help but carefully poke his head inside the door to see what else might be inside. But before he could adjust his eyes to the difference in light, when a loud curse from nearby startled him, and he backed into one of the pots outside the store, knocking it over. Before he could catch it, it hit the ground and shattered into several little pieces. Ears drooping, he lifted his head to look at the unicorn who had so brazenly distracted him at this crucial moment, thinking that this was certainly a fine kettle of berries this morning. Just can't take him anywhere, it seems.

"I'm so sorry!" he called to her, his mind working as he tried to think of a way he could remedy the situation.

I think it might be a little easier for you if you simply had her talk backwards without having to reverse all the letters, that way even someone who actually was paying attention would be able to make out what she's trying to say without making it such a chore to read. Not to mention, it'd be likely to be extremely unlikely she could even /pronounce/ some of the words that would be present.

So perhaps instead of 'Hi! How are you?' she just simply goes 'You are how? Hi!" Which could even make for some interesting situations when what she says is actually the wrong thing to say and ends up making things worse instead of better. Just as a suggestion. I'm not going to nix the spelling thing, but it seems to me to be more work vs less payoff than otherwise.

Eventually though, he started to grow beyond foal, and he was already one of a few mares that hadn't found his cutie mark.

If this is a male pony, he cannot be a mare. A mare is a female pony. A male pony can only ever be a Colt or a Stallion. A female pony is a Filly or Mare.

Another App without 'Roleplay Type'!

Well, when I think 'Plasma' I think 'Ozma' which was the name of one of the female characters in Frank L Baum's Wizard of Oz series. The 'A' does make it more feminine while 'Cerebral' makes it sound more masculine. While Cere is more female in nature, I agree, maybe there's a better variant. Like Cerebrum (I think Mare Imbrium, who goes by 'Imbri' from Piers Anthony's Xanth Series), so Cerebrum Duality could still work as well, perhaps?