Kalpira

Today I had a great birthday, but the best came in the end of the day (well here it's night time, anyways). My cousin asked my mom if I would like it, and I suuuuure did!

Sooo what did I get?

A Toola Roola plushiiiiiiie! *_*

I love her to pieces, and I'm still wondering where she came from, since those aren't sold here in Portugal. And besides from this gift, my grandma will give me a new tablet, since my own had its wires chewed off by my cavies. So I will be able to ink my sketches and show them to you! Weeee!

I am from Portugal, but unfortunately for now I might only buy stuff by sending live cash or similars...

I was aiming for a foal/older foal with the pudding one. Not sure if i did that good of a job making it look younger.. ahaha oh wells~

Yeah, looks like so... I'm thinking about asking you to adopt him, but will tell you something laterz ^^

The sweet hippocamp had barely ended shaking her head, when she caught sight of a light brown filly nuzzling her. She knew that feeling. She even remembered that pelt feeling. And yet she wasn't that aware what had just hit her indeed. But as soon as she heard the voice calling for her. A wide smile started growing on her face, and she giggled happily as soon as she realized who was that filly. Her giggled turned into laughs, and she wrapped her tail around her old date friend and nuzzled her like she never did before.

"SEALIGHT! IT'S YOU!", she squeaked, her crystaline voice sounding almost like an opera singer, "I can't believe it's really you!"

Pearl Wishes then smiled wide at her friend and took a closer look at her. She had some age over her already, but she was sure that she was still the same outgoing filly she used to be back when she met her. She was way too young to remember every single detail, but a hippocamp that grows together with the sea knows the ones around her better than anypony.

"I've been watching the light house everytime I can, sweet heart. The young filly is a bit clumsy, but she can make boats arrive safely. And if not, I give a little help.", she said, winking in a way only the two of them knew, and giggling shortly after.

Oh and just curious... is that pudding cutiemarked pony a foal or an adult?

Fixed that

Are your requests still open? If so I'd like to request a picture of Carousel please (ref pic on her profile, check my sig)

Feel free to comment as you will and give me your thoughts. This was actually a character I had been playing on another MLP community, thought I could bring him over as Crossover.

Another MLP community? Which one?

Could you review this please?

Loooove the Pinkie Pie one *_*

A little bit out of her serene and calm attitude, Wind Mist brought the saddlebags up again and let them rest over the table. She opened them and allowed the two pieces of a golden pot, large enough in length for a pony to place a meal in. However, it was no longer used for cooking, but for display. It still had the story of Princess Celestia and Princess Luna carved around it, znd several other ornaments to make the pot look prettier. But right now, Wind Mist felt like that piece wouldn't be the same until its two pieces were back together again.

"I think they only need to be glued together, but since I don't know much about repairing ancient things...", she said. And actually, she was right: she was great at bargaining for them, but not at repairing them if something happened. She liked to have them exposed on her nicely cleaned shelves, but when her rear or a clumsy roof touched those, everything became a disaster for the poor mare.

She kept looking at the repair pony with a begging look in her cristaline eyes. "Please tell me you can fix this..."

Name: Stork

Sex: Male

Age: Very young stallion

Species: Earth Pony

Pelt Color: Dark orange

Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: His mane and tail have three tones: black, light blue and white. His mane is relatively long and well groomed, and his tail is long and straight. His hooves are black (even if not shown in the picture)

Eye Color: Gray

Cutie Mark: A white stork with a bundle:

Physique: Tall and strong, though not too pronounced on that aspect

Origin: Manehattan

Roleplay Type: Mane RP

Occupation: Full time foal caretaker, part-time artist. He splits his time depending on how many foals arrive at his day care, because being an artist has become more of an hobby to him.

Motivation: Stork's motivation is the happiness of the baby ponies that are under his care. That means he is in charge of so much responsibility for so long, but it is a reward to see the little foals having fun and listen to their giggles, which shows how he is accomplishing his mission.

Likes: Foals, small and delicate things, taking care of others, creating new things, paint brushes

Dislikes: Listening to sad cries, broken toys, snobbish ponies, any kind of evilness

Character Summary:

Stork was born in the large city of Manehattan, among a big number of siblings. He was the oldest of all of them, and therefore, the one that should look after all the others while his parents worked. His mother had always been a very busy mare, not paying that much attention to her kids. Even though that was all due to the heavy pile of work she always had, she loved every single one of them the same way. His father, on the other hand, seemed to only care about the boys, and to turn them into powerful and handsome studs. Young Stork kept that idea in mind, and that was why he always hid under his mother's protective wing. He didn't like violence, but he had learned how to protect himself from others if he had to. That was why he didn't spend that much time with his father, because he was the one treating his brothers' wounds everytime they went out with dad.

The young foal preferred to spend his time with his mother and some of his sisters. With them, he could be delicate, yet behave like a male at the same time. He grew polite and happy, while the muscles of his brothers grew bigger and bigger every year that passed. But he loved all of them the same way, having fun with all of his siblings during his free time.

However, when his mother fell ill and lost her job, Stork felt like he had to help out the best he could. With some things he had learned over the years, he had mastered the art of painting. And heading to the streets of Manehattan, he sold most of his paintings and brought money to the large family. His father spent his time taking care of his mother, medicating her and making her her meals. Stork had always wanted to help, but his father denied all of his help, stating that he wasn't strong enough. And with that, Stork turned to his siblings, that were all of them - the 15 of them - in a bad mood and fearing for their mother. Even the strong little colts that had grown attached to their father were now shivering in a corner, worried about their mother. Stork was the one to prepare them warm meals, sing them lullabies, play with them to distract their young minds, and so on. With his persistence, his siblings felt more optimistic and with that help their mother started to slowly recover.

In that moment of joy, when his mother got up from bed, Stork's cutie mark showed up: a stork itself, carrying a bundle, with who knew, a foal?

After some more years with his family, Stork decided to move along like his brothers and sisters. After helping the family with several of his paintings sold out, he moved to , and now runs a day care on his own house. He kept on painting and selling things made with his own hooves, like clay jars and similars. All of those techniques learned on his way to Fillydelphia were well worth it, and now he practices them when the little ones are asleep.

Just like he was taught, he grew with good manners, delicate with all the ponies he met and a young stallion that loves to take care of other ponies' foals. He moved to Fillydelphia to make some friends and learn more about Equestria, but also to know the foals that inhabit there.

I'd LOVE to apply for her, but my western accent isn't that good, since I'm not from the USA...

+\\[[ I am TREMENDOUSLY sorry about the delay everypony, but I was fixing a few things about Carousel and didn't wwant her either to vanish out of nowhere or to change her attitude radically. Sorry once again ]]

The pony kept listening to both of the other two. Even if their conversation was confuse, it provided her a few giggles that escaped from her mouth. But shortly after she sighed. She had realized how naive young Pinkie was, and she was still wondering what were the intruder's real intentions. She shook her head from side to side, and with her magic, she cut a few rope rings in order to release her new pink friend, but keep the "spy" tied up.

"You alright, Pinkie?", she said, taking a close look at Pinkie Pie, "Glad you are. Now about this... friend of ours, if he wants to pull up a prank, he should have known better that Pinkie Pie would have caught him fast enough for him to even have time to say 'Candy!'", she then said, blowing up a snif over the stallion's mane, making it move up and then down over one of his eyes.

She then turned to Pinkie Pie again.

"Hmm, what should we do with him then?"

The gentle yet slightly distracted and absorbed filly turned to the shop's owner, listening to her words carefully. She cocked her head to one side and to the other, as she listened. She then let out a 'hmmm' and rubbed her chin with the back of one hoof, realizing that she could actually get a taste of all of those teas right in there. Maybe she would get a chance of collecting even more samples for her albums and saddlebags! She looked back at Techno and smiled widely. "I know you're a tremendously talented filly, so why don't you surprise me? I would like to see what you can come up with to present to a customer.", she said in a gentle voice. She was sure to want to have a taste of those mixes, mainly because they had a wonderful scent and look. "Oh, but please let a few leaves floating on the cup.", she then added with a few nods.

Well, I have one of these scary stories too...

For years and years I had noticed I had that baby fur all over my face, not that noticed by others but rather annoying to me. So I grabbed my mom's bottled wax, that needed to be heated up in order to be used correctly. Dumb me, I put it inside the microwave with the bottle completely closed, so when i open the microwave to remove the bottle, it explodes on my face. Lucky me that I had my glasses on, otherwise it would have blinded me. I still have a burnt scar on my chest, but the burns on my face healed completely, despise the long time.

The sweet Hippocamp's song finally hit a high note, a pitch, and something connected inside of her head. Her eyes were still glowing, but at the same time she was going back to normal. The touch of that hoof was enough to make her brain recognize the world around her, and the glow on her eyes started to fade very slowly. She caught herself in front of the red stallion, that seemed to be fascinated by her appearance. She shook her head and blushed heavily. "Where am I? Oh? Oh please forgive me Sir, for anything I did!, she said, looking around at first, and then back at the red stallion, shaking her head once more to make sure she had returned to reality.

Star Trust had been embracing her obsession with herbs and excentric specimens, smiling to herself here and there and bringing her eyebrows close to her eyes more often, while she took a scientific look at all of those herbs and tea leaves. But then, one of her ears caught something headed towards her. Somepony was calling for her. She turned around quickly, her ears perking up in a sudden as the gentle sound of the musician pony's voice. Her head turned around first, and only then her body did so. She had a confused expression on her face, as if she had been completely appart from that group of fillies. She still hadn't even realized that that place was a shop, but she just knew that there was something special inside of it.

"Oh, hello there!"¨, she said, a smile showing up on her snout. She trotted happily to the grey filly's side, then noticing the shop owner. She giggled a little bit. "Oh, I'm so sorry! Is this your shop?", she asked Techno Tealeaf, a little bit embarrassed of herself.

Pearl Dust will be a great friend of Pearl Wishes xD

Well, I must say I feel a little frustrated. I thought we couldn't apply with characters with real life features, and Wind Mist (my own character) is supposed to be a medieval chinese character. I know that one of Photo Finish's assistants has oriental-like eyes, but I thought it wasn't allowed in this forum...

Well I currently only own G1 to G3 ponies, filling my entire room to be exact! The only G4's I own are the six mane, the basic ones with the pets. But I might post some pics here later ^^

The gentle filly trotted happily over the roads of Ponyville, wandering what she would discover today. Her saddlebags were, as always, filled with a large ammount of curioisties. Her left saddlebag had all kinds of herbs she had found on that day, from the stinkiest ones to the most beautiful and rare of them all, passing through the poisonous ones. And her right saddlebag had animal remains, such as a phoenix feather she had just caught -probably from the passing by Philomena- and a lizzard tail. She was used to such a weight, but she would never feel satisfied until her saddlebags were full of amazing samples. She humbled some tunes from Canterlot, mainly the ones she heard while celebrating in taverns with her more relaxed fellows. Or else the ones heard during harvest festivities.

But her happy trotting stopped as soon as she saw a sign that indicated that the house in there was a tea house. Her eyes seemed to sparkle at that sight, and she didn't even think twice: she entered it, loving the sweet scent that came from inside. Almost without realizing, she caught herself watching all the herbs closeby, analizing them in her head.