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Name: Star Trust Sex: Female Age: Filly, approximately the age of the mane cast ponies Species: Unicorn Pelt Color: Royal blue. Almost too royal for her innocence Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Her mane has a medium size, not too short but not too long either, spiked with the tips forming gentle curves up. The first bangs of her tail are wrapped in a piece of cloth, while the rest of it flows nicely in a poofy fest. Both her mane and her tail are dark yellow with lilac tips. Eye Color: Sweet light pink Cutie Mark: A small glowing star inside a jar Physique: Petite, yet with an average built Origin: The mythic Canterlot Roleplay Type: Normal Equestria RP Occupation: Mythical creatures expert and ancient magic researcher Motivation: Her motivation is to know everything she can about the mythical and powerful creatures that inhabit Equestria, such as Manticoras, Hydras and Sea Serpents. She also wants to know how magic was used in older times, such as the origin of black magic, why magic was used, and similars. Likes: Mythical and strange creatures, incense, tea, the scent of herbs, forests, star gazing, mysterious ponies, dream catchers Dislikes: Domestic animals, snobby ponies, pendulums, not knowing something about a certain subject, cold tea, failed magic attempts Character Summary: Star Trust was born in the mystic land of Canterlot, home of the Princesses that rule Equestria. She always felt like it was a special place, since royalty lived in there, and that there was something truly magical in that place. As a young filly, she spent her days playing in the outside, collecting plants, feathers, even lizzard tails! In her room, she had entire books filled with her collections, and with detailed descriptions of every single item. Her parents were simple villagers, hard workers, but they felt extremely proud of their young daughter that just couldn't stop learning. The environment that surrounded her was simply something that fascinated young Star Trust, and she felt like she was just a small little dot in that universe of magic. However, the small size of her horn didn't allow her to succeed that well. She had always been told that young unicorn foals had low sources of magic in their tiny horns. However, she kept telling those ponies that she was old enough to use magic already. It was not true, since every single spell she had learned from her unicorn mother didn't seem to work at all. That made her sad, but at the same time made her try even more and more. That took several years, until one night that would change her life forever. In one of the warm Summer nights of her short life, Star Trust escaped from her room through one of the small windows in it, determined to show everypony she had the magic they said she didn't posess. She headed to the nearby fields, yet far enough so that the glow of her horn wouldn't be noticed. Repeating every single step she had been taught, she attempted to cast several spells and use her magic to lift objects, twit them, rip them off the ground, and many more actions. But they either worked the wrong way, or didn't even work. When she was about to give up, something glew brightly in the night skies. Star Trust lifted her head at the sight of such a thing, and almost as soon as she did so, the bright object started to draw closer, and closer, and closer until it fell with a dashing speed by her side. She ducked and curled herself in a ball, until it was all over. When she trotted back to the spot, _ found a tiny star that had stopped glowing. Her horn glew intensely for a moment, and then everything was gone. Star Trust took that tiny little star with her, and her cutie mark appeared: a glowing star inside of a jar. That meant the world for the young filly, that took the tiny star with her. She had realized that that little star gave her the heart to try harder and concentrate on her magic that made it work, and over the years Star Trust became better and better at casting her spells. She developped an even bigger interest about magic, specially medieval one. And she also discovered that there were creatures that differed from ponies in many ways, which made her curiosity grow a lot. As soon as she had a few years of training, she headed alone to the woods looking for those creatures. She grew with a certain like for them, and became an expert. Star Trust now lives in Canterlot, in her own house, always collecting new specimens of animal remains and certain plants to add to her albums. Some of them had been already reviewed by a few other lovers of such subjects, and she has been paid for such important and precious informations. When she desired to own a house of herself, her parents helped her, offering her some money so that she could have a stable research. She was hired several times to research for fearsome creatures, since some of the researchers she knows in Canterlot are quite afraid of facing such creatures. Soome ponies call her crazy for facing such creatures, and that has costed Star some wounds, hence the bandages she has on her legs. But since she is so determined, she never gave up. Her main goal in life is to know as much as possible about foreign creatures and ancient magic (using self experience as reference of course), so that she can provide other ponies enough information about the creatures they might face in their paths. Towards other ponies, she is a little bit shy, all because she is used to be looked at with suspicious looks. She often talks to herself, her mind never stopping to wonder about all the things that surround her. She can blush quite easily, and giggles a lot to hide her shyness since she doesn't have that many social skills.

This application is now a Final.

Well, from what I use to use, I prefer short names. Only a few syllabes, such as 3 or 4 as the total of the name. For example, Ca-rou-sel, or Wind Mist. It just flows nicely Another thing... your spelling scratches my eyes so before any staff member reviews this, it's better that your correct all the mispells

As I told you in the PM, I wanna adopt one of those cuties I didn't want to be mean, but that hippocamp design you got is a little bit too similar to my Hippocamp, Pearl Wishes. I know it is kinda basic, yes, but still I find some similarities between them

May you draw a picture of Carousel pweeeeeease? Character name: Carousel Description/profile link: Check my siggie Activity depicted: Something related to her lollipop making occupation?

Just makes me say: I want MLP: FiM in Portugal ._. Well, it's good to dream aye?

Canterlot's finest and hippest fashion designer was in Ponyville once again. He now had decided he needed a closer look at fashion in the other regions of Equestria, besides his own and the place where royalty lived. He had just finished one of his major creations for Princess Luna and Princess Celestia, a combo he was pretty proud of. He had used a few risky techniques but they had all succeeded. And even though he showed no smile, all due to his snob side, he felt pretty happy with himself inside. A happiness he hadn't felt in a long while. It just meant he had succeeded more than before. But in that day, he intended to visit his favorite fashionista. The one that had provided her with a group of six amazing designs, not too long ago, and that had marked him for good. He didn't forget about her now that he had his fashion blessing. He paced in the direction of her beautiful boutique, and knocked three times. But of course that was just to show he still had some good manners. He then pushed the door with his right hoof and made the bell ring. A perfect entrance for him, he would have said. "Ah, Rarity, my beloved dress maker!", he said in a somewhat merry tone. He walked forward, now showing a wide smile as he approached her, "Any new creations I can display at my awesome and rich boutique?"

The light pink little filly had been watching the whole scene, hidden right under the boat that had just arrived to the dock. Only her eyes were perking out of the water, together with a few streaks of her mane that floated on the water. She was curious about that filly that talked so funny. She knew that those were pirate manners, but rare were the times that she had met true swashbucklers. She felt strange about all of it, since she wasn't that used to see a filly do all the hard work. Usually the ones that worked the most were the muscled stallions that had been out in the high sea that carried everything, and not the upposed Captain of the ship. She swam close to land, and rested her hooves over the dock, and smiled at the filly as she let her tail rise above the water level. "Rare are the sights of true sea dogs!", she stated in a slightly louder tone, so that the pony could hear her.

Name: Seeva Tailchaser Sex: Female, even if she appears to be a male. She is still pretty young to notice the difference Age: Newborn Species: Griffin Physique and Colors: Seeva's lion half is light red (slightly lighter than the picture) with a few darker spots over her tail. Her eagle half is completely white, with only a few newborn feathers covering her tiny wings. She wears a large light green bow around her neck. Eye Color: Very light green Origin: Beakbreak City, where she still lives Roleplay Type: Equestria (normal) Occupation: None. She is just a baby. Likes: The mobile his father built for her, her cozy nest, a good meal, hunting crickets, watching butterflies Dislikes: Heavy thunders, large Griffins (besides her dad), loud noises Character Summary: Seeva was born not too long ago in the land of the Griffins, in Beakbreak City. As soon as she opened her eyes, she wasn't sure about where to lay her sight on. There was just too much to be seen, and too much that claimed her attention. She is always smiling, regardless of her origins. Even if everypony else says she is supposed to be mean, by now she will just be a simple Griffin chick that wants to enjoy the world. The father of this newborn Griffin is a skilled crafter, and as soon as she was born, he built her a clockwork mobile that is still over her little nest. Seeva can spend hours and hours playing with her mobile, that has flying Griffins, ponies and even little bones in it. She feels the happiness of being a young chick, even if she still has a long way ahead of her to live. She still doesn't know what she will want to do, but since she can already wobble around in her tiny little legs, she likes to jump over crickets and other little bugs alike, pretending she is hnting dinner for her family. Roleplay Notes: Seeva can barely talk, so she only says a few words. And even those words aren't that well said. Even for a newborn chick, she can keep up with other characters in a roleplay without a problem. So don't fear if I step into a roleplay with her as a character, because newborns are just too cute for me not to know how to roleplay them x)

I guess your art requests are still closed...?

Buxy may I adopt that bad ass Griffin design of yours? *_*

The gentle and now more calmed down mare nodded, letting out a sigh of relief. She didn't even realize she had sighed but still she just wanted to express how she was feeling for not hearing a rejection. Her frown turned into a wide smile right away, and she even let out a soft giggle from beneath her soft veil. Still struggling not to be clumsy as always, the sweet mare closed her saddlebags slowly, making sure nothing was damaged. That was surely one of her most precious transportations, and nothing could go wrong. Nothing at all. And Wind Mist was a very emotional pony, so she knew she would cry her little pony eyes off if her old dish was broken in even more pieces than now. So like an obedient little puppy, she picked the saddlebags in her mouth again, and trotted to the inside of the store.

[[ Hope you don't mind me chipping in, but I really need to get this character roleplaying... ]] The waves seemed to be breathing in that sunny day, and the beings of the sea knew that Luna's moon was taking good care of the tides. There were no whirlpools or terrifying waves in sight, and it all lead a pony to believe that it would probably be a great day by the sea side. The waves roared when reaching for the beach, yes, but it was nothing compared to when heavy storms arrived and messed the whole bottom of the sea up. But this time, even Celestia's sun was bright but not too strong, and only by that sight a pony would smile wider than ever. On a lonely corner, where a few rocks gathered and the sea seemed to only caress their tips, a purple head popped up. It came out very slowly, as if pacing with the sea waves. The being's mane floated over the waves, giving it an almost mythical appearance. The appearance of a being that only showed itself to the ones that deserved its presence. It walked among the earthlings, but at the same time, its house was back in the Equestrian oceans. That being was Pearl Wishes. The hippocamp mare had sensed heavy pony activity above her head and the head of many other sea animals, and her curiosity took the best of her. Her piercing yellow inquisitive eyes stared at the house above, that she wasn't sure about visiting or not. But since there were ponies above, she could give it a try at making new friends. Her purple mane and her pearly pink snout disappeared underwater soon after, giving place to a large and flowy tail coordinated at the edges. She had to give it a try. She just had to. Even if that implied a heavy ontrol over her primitive instincts, which she was now getting used to tame.Fortunately she had learned how to do that at a very young age. She took a long time to reach for the land above, since she had to move along like a sea animal that could still walk on land. She had completely filled her lungs with the fresh air, even if she was able to breathe with her earthling half. She stopped when she caught sight of such a cozy house. And she had managed to read Inn. So that was why she felt so much activity! The new guests were probably arriving. She headed to the door, that she found open, without even thinking if there was ACTUALLY somepony inside. However, she took short moments to realize that she wasn't alone. She was about to open her mouth, when she found a red stallion taking a seat. He looked so comfortable. So... so... So! When she caught sight of him, she took a few steps forward, heading for him, without even realizing she wasn't controlling her body anymore. Her eyes had now a powerful white glow, that didn't leave the stallion's own gaze for a second. She was getting closer and closer, though she was taking slow steps. And from her now open mouth, sweet words came out, directed to the red stallion, in order to sooth him down.

The purple filly had been watching the whole situation, her ears perking back with the sight of her new cooking friend tripping on the rope and tools that surrounded them. She didn't laugh though; she was as clumsy back home, but she had always been. Her hurries to create her amazing lollipops always made her forget that there was more on the floor besides the floor itself, and her meetings with it were endless. She felt worried for a moment, but once she realized she was okay, she turned her gaze back to the oh-so-evil spy that had invaded the shop. She pranced by both their sides, pondering the situation. "By the looks of it, you intended to steal somthing for yourself. And you know that that is wrong, and still you did it.", she started, ""Now you know that you won't leave without telling us what was your actual purpose here... RIGHT?" Her expression turned from a geeky one to an expression that showed almost a pshyotic idea, and that she wouldn't give up until the two fillies found out everything about him.

The young filly was caught in her thoughts for long moments, imagining how it would be to easily draw everything that went through her mind. It would truly be something fantastic, since she was still too young to remember every single idea that crossed her mind at every second that passed. She was now hoping happily and giggling to herself, ignoring the other ponies completely. But something made her self joy return to the real world in a split of a second. "Candy! Lunch time!", a young feminine voce echoed. The filly's ears twitched, and her head turned to the origin of the sound. "Well, it's my nanny. I have to go you ponies. It was very nice to meet you!", she said with a smile. And headed out in a fast gallop to her nanny's house. ========================================================================================================== Today Wind Mist felt in a very good mood. There was no wind blowing her mane, no rain to wet her saddlebags and nothing to make her break her artifacts. She pranced happily, though not too high or too fast so that her artifacts wouldn't dangle. She had a sweet scent of incense on her pelt and mane today, all because she had been tidying her shelves while she burnt a few sticks of incense. Her veil hid her usually bright smile, but it kept misteriously hidden under her veil. With its pinkish colour, it almost looked like a flower petal over her snout. he kept walking slowly, finally reaching for the group of ponies. Every single one of them seemed to be different, but they were all around a cart. She shrunk a little bit in her spot. "Oh! Ex-excuse me..." [[Alright, so Candy Cotton is a long gone character of mine, so I replaced her in this RP with another one of mine: Wind Mist! Oh and forgive me for the long time to reply... school was just killing me ]]

The cream mare finally focused her mind on the repair pony, since he was previously busy with the zebra's cart. It seemed to be in pretty bad conditions, and he wondered how long he would take to finally help her with her artifact. But once she heard his voice heading to her direction, she snapped out of her distraction and looked up at him. She tried to make a smile, but it didn't come up and she only managed to make a strange face between a shy smile and a worried frown. "Oh hi! N-no, this is not my cart. I prefer saddlebags.", she said with a giggle, "My name is Wind Mist, and I am an artifact collector. However I am pretty worried about one of my items, that fell off of my shelf. It was only cracked in one spot, but it was enough to split it in two pieces." She then lowered her head and let the orientally ornated saddlebags slide down her neck, and she picked the strap that united both the bags in her mouth. With one hoof, she opened both sides to reveal two cracked parts of an ancient tureen she had obtained a few months ago. It was a very special item from her collection, since she had never seen one like that one. [Forgive me for the shortness. I'm currently having a writer's block and I don't easily manage to write that much when everypony else is on vacation but my class --']

Wind Mist's saddlebags dingled as she walked in a quiet pace down to Ponyville, still with a concerned expression beneath her veil. She felt like her life was walking back if somepony didn't help her right away. She wanted to gallop as fast as she could, but unfortunately she couldn't. The content of her saddlebags was truly precious, and she didn't want to leave her most beloved artifact broken just the way it was. Mist was just like a cat: she looked very elegant in every single situation, but when she lost control for some reason, she immediatly turned into something messy. But right in that moment, she didn't care about it. She just wanted to find the repair shop and stay there until her artifact was repaired. As she walked, she finally sighted a pony with repairing tools as a cutie mark, and that made her eyes sparkle over her light pink veil right away. That was truly a great sight right now! She just couldn't wait until she heard words that told her that her artifact would be totally repaired. An that would be hrd to hear, since that item had a few thousand years already. But anyway, she did an attempt to find it fixed. By the pony's side, she also found another being that seemed to be a zebra, and not a pony. They both seemed to be looking at a cart, that was supposedly broken. Would the repair pony be able to help her? She headed there, now in a slower pace, and looked at boh of them with a shy attitude. "Excuse me, hum, sir... I have a problem too..."

Now finished I hope x)

Almost done. Will finish it today =)

[ Creature Related Character ] Name: Pearl Wishes Sex: Female Age: Filly Species: Hippocamp Pelt Color: Light pink Mane/Tail Color and Style: Her mane has a tone of purple and another of magenta. Her tail is lighter than her body, and the middle of it flows elegantly when she moves it Eye Color: Light yellow Cutie Mark: A large pearl over a dark pink heart Physique: Slender and elegant, and a great swimmer Residence: Buckingshore Beach Occupation: Pearl seller Motivation: Her motivation is the many treasures that she still has to know about and collect, just like the things about the Equestrian seas Likes: Pearls, pink things, corals, sea serpents, playing in the algae, performing tricks Dislikes: Storms, broken shells, ponies that don't like her because she is different from them Character Summary: Pearl was born in a pearl clam, living with sea fish and the coral reef beings. She always loved to collect her own pearls, and store her in her own private cave where she currently lives. Due to her residence, she often meets foreign ponies that brought several items from other regions. That made her store a large collection over the years, even if she never trusts that much the ponies she meets. However, she also knows lots of secrets that the waters of Equestria hide. But still, she also likes expploring the land dragging her tail and trying to be like the other ponies, even if she knows pretty well that they are different from her. She has an extremely kind personality, and since she is somewhat of a mystery for the other beings, she likes to fool around with them sometimes. Pearl also loves to share her stories about the sea with the earthlings that have adventurous spirits and would like to know more about far away lands, or even about the things she discovers under the sea. On her journeys to land, she also likes to take a few pearls with her and sell them to the ones that appreciate their beauty just as much as she does. Extra: When Pearl is on land, her pony half allows her to breathe air. To move around, she walks with her front legs and drags her tail around, just like a seal or a sea lion does. However, she often needs to get her body wet so she doesn't dehydrate.

Carousel had heard the whole mess going on, her ears perking up and down as she heard pans, spoons and all kinds of kitchen tools fly around the kitchen as Pinkie Pie fought the intruder. She had no idea who had invaded the pink baker's shop, but whoever it was, it didn't bring peace along. She headed to the kitchen and finally found a black stallion with a red mane and tail. As it seemed, Pinkie Pie had tied him up, and he was now struggling go get free. "You don't look that evil with your hooves tied up, did you know that?", she said, pacing close to the stallion and then giggling. She could almost feel as if she was stronger than him while she was standing and he was helpless on the floor. She then jumped in her own spot and looked down at him. "NOW! What is yooooour purpose here?"

The Gala seemed to be as fancy as could be for the shy filly that wandered around. Mist was wearing a silky pink dress, with white frills and several stitched coins that made her sound like metal clasping against metal, but in a good way. She looked just like a pony that had come from a far away land, and in fact, that was truly what she was. Her dress matched her usual veil, that covered half of her muzzle, a piece she never got rid of. Beneath that soft piece, she hid a gentle smile while she investigated the place. She headed to the bridge, watching her reflection in the water. She rarely looked at herself in any reflective surface, mainly because she thought she was way too different from any other pony she had seen. She had never spoke about such things with other ponies, but she preferred to keep that thought to herself. She looked around for a moment. Maybe there was nopony around, and all of them were dancing back there in the gala. With that thought in mind, she let her happiness show itself, and she giggled happily as a butterfly flew around her. Her giggling almost sounded like water drops falling down, her dress blowing right behind her as she happily pranced over the bridge.

The childish smile didn't leave the filly's muzzle, as she wrapped her lollipop around her tail and swung it around. She was glad to finally meet the so amazing junior backer Pinkie Pie, since she had heard so much about her. Also she was glad for finally be able to deliver lollipops to Ponyville's main candy shop, a place she could get some reputation for her lollipops in. "Carousel the purple at your service, Miss Pie!", she said, taking a hoof to her forehead and assuming a somewhat glorius position. Well, at least that was what she thought it was. She then returned to her initial pose and giggled, laughing at her own joke. She couldn't spend a single minute without smiling or laughing, and that was why she even made funny things to amuse herself. She opened the saddlebags and pulled the pair of plastic bags that were inside, full of lime green and magenta lollipops. All of them had a pretty bow wrapped near the candy, a trademark of that lollipop maker filly. She headed to Pinkie Pie's side with a few clip clops, and was about to agree in helping her right away. "Sure! I always like to try new things out! Especially if they are sweet!", she said, the scent of possible new experiments filling her nostrils. But when she was about to head to the kitchen, she heard something. "What was that?", she asked, looking around, her ears perking up.

Done that =)

Now it's all finished ^^