Kona

Mother Frappuccino. I just took the test to make sure (its been about 8 years since college that I took it... <_< ) And... my mind is blown. INFJ. And it makes sense >_>... I love this version of the test since it combines mbti and enneagram.

Oh dear, I didn't mean that comment about taking the mbti test to be so sassy! I just don't prefer choosing things based on self-perception! Don't let it rain on your methodology! EVER!

I'm apparently Princess Celestia. My boyfriend was Rarity - NO surprise there lol. Also these results are based on actually taking mbti tests rigorously. Not by reading descriptions.

Thank you for asking this - I was having the same concerns ^_^

Cooking (specifically inspired by old nouvelle) Hosting & Participating in Wine Tastings Collecting Recipes Making Liqueur Writing fiction Reading (Semiotics, Speculative Fiction, Historical Fiction) Traveling (Japan, Italy, Denmark, Korea, Most of Western US & Canada - Bucket List: Argentina, Chile, France, England, Austria, Ireland.. goes on lol)

Don't feel silly at all! I just learned that fact after I read up on zebra's as I wrote this bio. I loved how exotic that term is and how mundane it truly was in this context! Anyway I added a little bit more for personality. I do hope its enough. To help... To further aid in the readability of the wall o' text, I went ahead and placed the background stories of origin/residence and cutie mark in spoilers. I felt that they didn't need to be added to the final character summary but were nice additions for detail.

Thank you for responding! The one quick thing I can respond to is that 'harem' is the term for a a small family group of zebra. As for the rest, I can work on that real quick =]

Aww I don't think I've seen another Zebra yet!

YAY!

Yes! I believe I shall be finished tonight!!

I'm sorry its taking me so long. I have a couple pages that I'm sorting through to pick my favorite parts. I've also been really busy with job applications so I've not put the time in for it. Believe me! I shall finish!

Since I'm fond of travel, in fact a bit addicted (Japan, Italy, Denmark, etc.), and with a love for minimalism, I'm pretty sure I'm a zebra I mean, nomadic with a love for the exotic and a rather possessionless lifestyle? How much more zebra can I get?

I like both well enough but I used to be a vegetarian and miss it from time to time.

Roleplay Type: World of Equestria RP Name: Kona Berry Sex: Male Age: Stallion Species: Zebra Eye Color: Chartreuse Coat Color: His coloring is slick as french roast. Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: His markings remind some of a Vienna: two shots of espresso infused with free-poured whipped cream. As effortless as that sounds, he's very polished. He wears a tight golden band on his tail and a loose bangle on his leg but not much else. Both were gifts he received on one of his trips to Saddle Arabia. Physique: Very average for a pony but rather large for a zebra. Long, devoted travels through the night have made him lean and hardy. Cutie Mark/Tribal Mark: Three coffee seeds. Origin/Residence: Kona was born in Unyasi but does not have a home according to conventional pony standards. His heart will always be with the harem of his parents, but he hardly stays in one place for long. The only constant is that he travels through the same places every year and back: from the sands of Saddle Arabia, beyond the volatile cliffs of Northern Unyasi, to the harbor of Hoofington and through the Whitetail Woods and finally to Stalliongrad. No, Kona does not have a home according to conventional pony standards. His heart is with his family. But like so many other ponies, his soul is nestled in the far reaching branches of life, a home to everypony. Occupation: He doesn't think of himself as having an occupation. Rather, he trades his harvest for experiences: a stay for dinner, a bed to sleep in, a drink for a drink. Habits die hard, and much like the tribes of Unyasi, he roams. Motivation: One of Kona's favorite things is stories. He may not be as well read as other ponies, but he may be more cultured. He remembers fondly on earning his cutie mark. It was merely a seed in his heart that yearned for self discovery. It was merely a seed which he found. That spark is universal, and everypony he's ever met has brought color to even his darkest days. This is why even if a draught of coffee cannot lift his spirits up at sunrise, he'll smile when he brings somepony a taste of something new. He feels compelled to learn everything of this world. It was the path of uchawi that led him to himself. It was the stream of life that brought him to the young Arabian pony in Saddle Arabia and the precocious mare in Stalliongrad. From time to time he looks to the south, struck by the nostalgia of Mti cha uzima's presence. It is a wondrous tree that sprouts like a fountain from the spring of uchawi every fire season. Likes: Stories, dusk, coffee, deserts, recipes, small gatherings and silence. Dislikes: Excessive noise, heights, humidity, jungles, and mosquitos. Character Summary: If you could sum Kona up in one word, it would be nomadic. Nomads travel for adventure but mostly because of limited resources. The next stop on the way depends on bartering opportunities, food and available shelter. This lifestyle demands an acceptance of the inevitable instability of life. Call it romantic, but there are many factors as to why Kona travels. He has learned to live this way. He has a predisposition to look for satisfaction and happiness anywhere but where he currently stands. Of course, one might assume he's chronically unhappy with the present. This isn't true, however. Many find him inspiring. He can see the big picture, has a wild imagination, and stays positive while touching the lives of many ponies. While creative and magnetic to other ponies, many find his liability for non sequitur to be more difficult to explore than his thick accent. He approaches any question with nonchalance and he has many. In fact, most conversations end and start with a husky "Why?" Again, he is used to change and expects very little in the way of constancy from other ponies. This developed into a contextually flaky personality. Many ponies find it hard to pin him down for any measurable amount of time. This has led to disappointment for those looking for reliability in their friends. But for those ponies who are patient and willing to wait till Kona comes around, he brings many gifts, tales and laughter. Many Zebra handle their paths in similar ways. But those who travel alone are usually aided with a skill that ensures their survival. It is no mystery that the tribes of Unyasi have an innate relation to magic. It was this trait that allowed him to eventually travel alone into the sands of Saddle Arabia. It was this skill that allowed his return. Since their bloodline is linked closely to Uchawi (the life systems of plants and the aetheric ocean), many of the Punda Milia develop slight, if intricate, gifts because of it. He can sense magic. More specifically, he can see where the sources of magic and life intersect: water, rich soil, and trails that lead to food. In rare occurences, he can feel when magic is being cast by Unicorns before it happens; however, theirs is a different form of magic, and it depends largely on the spell cast by the Unicorn. Needless to say, this hardly happens. He cannot manipulate or use Uchawi to craft draughts or potions. He can, however, see the true essence of nature, thereby avoiding poisons, dangerous or dark areas and even certain spells--illusions especially. It may be nothing compared to the might of Unicorn magic, but something is more than nothing. Of course, none of this started out of nothing. Like so many other foals, his story began where all stories began. Kona was born during a particularly trying Msimu wa moto to two very proud parents. Kona's mother Harar came from the eastern highlands of Unyasi, and every zebra agreed that he was born with her chartreuse eyes. However, his coat was dark, in contrast to her skin. He obviously took after his father, who hailed from the deep south close to Mti cha uzima. The romance and merriment of the Festival of Life cast its spell on his parents. Exactly two seasons later, he was born under the eves of the great tree along with a few other bright eyed fillies and colts. In just a few days he'd trot after his mother and father into the lowlands. Days and nights passed before they'd pass the trunk of Mti cha uzima. It was many more 'til he no longer saw its shadow. Still, he followed their pace. They were old enough to know where to find water and where the path led to food. Their guide was the essence of life, and they followed the sun. Many suns and moons passed, dirt giving way to sand drier than the northern variety. It wasn't much longer 'til he found himself on the outskirts of foalhood. They'd walk by a flickering oasis only to find shelter at the next one. They'd take a rest beneath the shade of a date palm and eat quietly of the berries at their hooves. This was his destiny. Little did he know that this was the tale that he'd start alone in later years. A tale filled with reeds and grassland, a chapter of life, a story with deserts, a fable containing the seeds of life and a myth about himself. Every adventure has a beginning. As is custom, this was the beginning of the end.

I'm pretty sure I would have something to do with sleeping. Three zzz's ya know I'm a champion at it >_>