Kalpira

Count me in I have a character that has a similar shop, and she would love to restock and investigate your charaters shop.

I really hate human characters when it comes to the world of Equestria, so I'm glad you'll only be roaming arund the Crossover section ...

[ PEGASUS ] Wintersong // Pegasus // Female // Adult // Profile //Threads [stalliongrad] Laurels and Leisure [Open] [stalliongrad] New Horizons New Horizon (OPEN) The Stage Is Calling, but I’m Not Listening (INACTIVE) [ PEGASUS ] Lemon Twist // Pegasus // Male // Foal// Profile //Threads - Not Active Yet - (INACTIVE)

***Mostly used character/Ponysona*** [ UNICORN ] Carousel // Unicorn // Female // Young Adult // Profile //Threads [Ponyville]After School...[Open to all!] [ UNICORN ] Gold Wish // Unicorn // Female // Young Adult // Profile //Threads - Not Active Yet - (INACTIVE)

[ PONY ] Bull Buck // Earth Pony // Male // Young Adult // Profile //Threads - Not Active Yet -

Bringing this one up to the top because I will start roleplaying with him again =)

Count me in! My art is either on my deviantart (user is Kalpira) or my gallery with only one image xD

The gentle mare looked up, only trying to peek a little bit to see who was talking to her and if they were a threat or not. She lifted a hoof from over her eye, shivering. "N-nopony...", she started, and covered her eye again, "I-I just got intimidated with a blacksmith and I am not that used to crowds and I just wanted to visit my hometown and--", the mare didn't allow herself to keep babbling, since she was still feeling a little bit scared. That odd ... couple? seemed friendly, but still she wasn't that used to know what kind of pony was talking to her.

The mare had been playing along with the instruments, touching them with the tip of her tail. Her song was abruptly interrupted when she heard a stallion's voice, and she shook her head to look at him with her pure crystaline blue eyes. Her ears perked up, and her surprise expression turned into a happy one, so that she could justify herself. "Oh, hello there!", she said, "Are you the one who will share a room with me?", she then asked, placing a hoof in front of her and stretching her neck forwawrd to examine her, not in a stalking way but more in an inquisitve way. The blinking of her eyes was almost hypnotising ...

Roleplay Type: Mane Name: Lemon Twist Sex: Male Age: Foal Species: Pegasus Eye Color: Blue Coat Color: White Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Both are baby pink and baby yellow. Mane and tail are wavy and end up in a poof Physique: Normal Cutie Mark: Blank Flank Origin/Residence: Fillydelphia Occupation: Student Motivation: Unlike other foals, Lemon Twist seems to have a love for lemons and everything that has to do with them. He simply adores to get lemons for his mother or sister, and he often does that to get a slice of that tasty treat. Likes: Lemons, ice cream, sour candy Dislikes: Large meals, sad foals, rain Character Summary: Lemon Twist was born and lives, just like his sister, in the rushy Fillydelphia, and immediatly fell in love with the treats his mother made for him. Being a stallion, his father found it rather strange that his younger son preferred to hang with his mother rather than to learn how to use a hammer to carve beautiful things in metal. Of course that his mother loved to have him closeby, but of course she also thinks why he doesn't like the things usual male foals would enjoy. He is pretty energetic, just like his sister, and loves to play with other foals. However, his games always involve things like selling fruit or making treats out of them. The one who loves to play with him is of course Carousel, who understands his interests and she even teaches him some things. He may be, however, a little bit too annoying to the ones that feel sad, since he wants to cheer them up at all cost. Too bad that there aren't too many ponies that enjoy lemons ...

((Bumping just in case))

The young mare flew happily in the snowy skies, loving to feel the cold in her wings. A wide smile filled her muzzle, and she just couldn't help but to giggle to herself as she performed spins and other tricks in the air. She was a dancer and a singer after all, and having wings was one of her greatest gifts. And her hometown Stalliongrad seemed to be just as beautiful as she remembered when she was just a filly. Today she would move to her temporary room, and she had heard she would have somepony else join her. The letters she had received over the months had brought her curiosity to the edge, even if she wasn't an easy social pony. Once she arrived to the address she was given, she noticed a wagon outside. Well, why not to take a quick peek? She landed gently and with elegance over top of the wagon, and found a few instruments laying in there already. That of course brought her memories of the songs she used to listen to in her foalhood, which made her want to start singing in her pure beautiful voice while she lyed down over the wagon:

Since when had Stalliongrad become so overpopulated?! Wintersong had definitely been away from her hometown for too long. She had never liked to socialize with too many ponies, specially if she had no way to move around. She was a forest pony, almost like a wild animal, that still wanted to help out the ones that got lost among her paths. Those were the ones who deserved true atention, and not the ones that just wanted to make her buy things she didn't need, or tell her stories she didn't want to listen at all. But still, she gave it a try. She was already close to the crowd, moving against the buildings and houses so that nopony would even have the chance to talk to her about anything. She just wanted to explore a little bit out of her beloved forest, and out of her beloved silence. But that had just been too harsh ... She wasn't surrounded by a few ponies, but by hundreds of them. She wasn't sure about the holidays or the fairs that existed in that snowy town, a town she had grown up in, and that she loved so much. That made her feel nostalgia, and smile to herself as she looked around to the houses right above her head. BUMP! She felt a powerful push against herself, and when she looked back to the path she was walking in, she found the sun to be covered in her sight and a large shadow covering her figure. Although she was taller than an average pony, the stallion that was standing right in front of her seemed to intimidate the gentle mare. Her pale pink coat turned even paler, and her wings tried to pull her up to escape that terrible sight. But both her wigns and her eyes seemed to be against each other, and while she squeaked in fear and tried to fly forward, she hit an open window and landed right in front of the pair of ponies that were talking happily. On the ground, she caught sight of a brown stallion and a gray mare, which made her shrink in her place and cover her eyes with her front hooves.

((Oki doki loki then )) Wind Mist was about to reply to the painter and the musician, but little Boombox was determined not to allow her to do so. His cries now seemed to echo over the whole room. Wind Mist didn't want that to happen, and she looked up at the artistic clock that was hanging from the wall. "Oh my, is it this late? I better get going or else Boombox won't calm down...", she said, "Oh, and anything you need, you can find me in Hoofington." -------------------------------------------- What the hay was all of that?! The gentle mare trembled on her elegant legs, looking around and trying to hide her figure behind her pale pink wings. That mare was beautiful: she seemed to be from a fairy tale, or from somewhere else that not that place. She was ... too pure. Her mane had a pure tone of white, and her eyes had no black pupils. They were completely blue, the crystaline tone, and they travelled from corner to corner trying to figure out where she had ended up in. Did it hurt that bad to follow a butterfly when she was travelling? Geez ... A crowd had started to gather around her, mumbling to each other and wondering who was her. She felt herself shrunk to the floor level, covering her opaline eyes with her hooves.

((I have a little issue here ... my character Wind Mist will be replaced by Wintersong, which was assessed by one of the staff members. Wnat me to replace her here in this roleplay?))

This is now a final

NOTE TO STAFF: This character will be replacing my old character Wind Mist. I will edit Boombox later. Roleplay Type: Mane Name: Wintersong Sex: Female Age: Mare Species: Pegasus Eye Color: Cristaline blue Coat Color: Very light pink. White feathers in wings. Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Both are clear white. They are long and flowy Physique: Tall and elegant Cutie Mark: A pair of ballerina shoes: Origin/Residence: In a wooden house west from Stalliongrad, in River Stadia Occupation: Professional sky and ice dancer/singer Motivation:Snow's motivation is to wake up in the morning and be able to have a beautiful sight of crystaline snow surrounding her house and her environment. That always motivates her to fly out and perform some of her elegant moves for everypony else to admire. Likes: Snow, snowflakes, the sun together with fresh snow, pinetree scent, cold weather, the sky Dislikes: Intense sun, dark colours, salty water (it reminds her of warm weather) Character Summary History: Wintersong was born in Stalliongrad, surrounded by snow and cold weather. She could spend entire days looking through the window, gazing at the beautiful snowflakes that fell down and piled next to her house and along the paths. For her, those beautiful snowflakes were simply magical! She promised herself that one day, she would be as elegant and gracious as they were. That was what motivated her to study and practice her favorite forms of elegance: dancing and singing. After a few years of practicing her talents, Wintersong decided to move to River Stadia, so that she could improve her techniques. Since so many ponies ended up lost in that dense forest area, Wintersong ended up helping them when they travelled too far away from a civilized place. Someponies feel so grateful they have already told she was a mirage or a very good being, which only made her giggle to herself. Parents: Little is known about Wintersong's parents. They never said much about their daughter, or themselves for that matter, and they make everypony believe they are snow plowers. During winter wrap up they work really hard, and they don't give up until the paths are clean from all the snow that fell during winter. They love snow, but they also like to keep it out of the way of the other ponies that don't. Now that Wintersong lives by herself in her own wooden house in the middle of the snowy forest near Stalliongrad, they only visit her when the weather is calmer and they can cross the hard paths to reach for her house. They are incredibly proud of their daughter, since she guides the ponies that get lost in the forest and helps them when they are in need. Cutie Mark Story: Wintersong's cutie mark is a pair of ballerina shoes. Its earning was obvious, since her foalhood features followed her as she grew up. Even when her parents asked her to gather some wood, she would amaze the ponies that crossed her path with her beautiful dance steps and her mumbled songs. That was something almost natural for her, something she did instinctively, but still other ponies and even foals envied her talents. However, even if pretty obvious, she had to dig quite deep into the snow to get her cutie mark ... Winter was hitting with total strength, and the lakes were now frozen. Wintersong, however, didn't care that much about that, since hse loved Winter and cold weather. But in one of her trips to get wood to the fireplace, she heard something different than the usual. Something ... noisy. It sounded like a large crowd, and a dog barking? It was indeed a large crowd, surrounding the lake and looking at something. Wintersong couldn't help but to take a look, and what she saw made her hold a squeak. A young dog, probably belonging to somepony, struggled to keep out of the cold water while everypony else stared. Nopony was light enough to reach for the poor little thing, and Wintersong knew she had to do something. Trrying to ignore the crowd, she paced lightly over the thin ice, performing some of her dance steps, until she reached for the already cold pup. Grabbing him, she returned back to safety and delivered him to his owner, that thanked her a lot. Wintersong was worried about the dog and smiling at him as he was warmed, but everypony else was now looking at her flank: where she previously had a blank space, was now a pair of ballerina shoes. Flaws: Wintersong can't avoid being shy around other ponies, since she lives slightly isolated from the community in the middle of the snow. It takes time for her to open up to anypony, especially if they are more hyper than she is. Personality: Wintersong is a very shy pony, almost like a forest nymph that is often referred in fairy tales. But once a pony gains her trust, that same pony has a friend for life. Wintersong is extremely loyal for the ones who don't want to see her hurt. Her voice calms even the sorest soul. One can't find evil in her heart, and she seems to never get angry at anything. Her smile can melt the snow around her wooden house, and her love for the others can surpass the love she has for herself.

Well, I've been watching My Little Pony ever since the 90's ... Happy anniversary

Hmm, my mare Wind Mist may give it a try ... she is more of the gracious type

I'm up for a RP! Just PM me your ideas