Roleplay Type: Mane Name: "The Equestioner" is what he calls himself, but he lets ponies call him "Lon". Sex: Male Age: Stallion Species: Unicorn Eye Color: Dark Green Coat Color: Light brown, tan dots around his hooves and forehead. Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Short black mane, long, full black tail. Physique: Wide hoofed with bigger than average eyes Cutie Mark: Three blue question marks all sharing the same point. Origin/Residence: Unknown/A large hole he dug in a hill nearby Ponyville Occupation: Questionare Extrodinare, looking into being a detective Motivation: Life's mysteries Likes: Puzzles, riddles, questions, answers, and finding clues to his past. Dislikes: Silence, Givaways, and loud sounds Character Summary: Silence is welcome in the home of The Equestioner. In his hill home he dug out himself, he can sit back, get a question that was submitted to him off of his desk, then stare out the window and ponder. He can think for an hour on a single question, at which point his timer goes off and he moves on to the next question. There are just too many questions in the world for him to do more than an hour on one alone. The name Lon was given to him by neighborhood jokesters. As a foal, he would often sit out on the lawn of his parent's house. They joked that he actually became part of the lawn itself he sat there so long. And he decided to go along with it. He didn't know how to spell too well at the time, so he wrote his name as "Lon" instead of "Lawn". His birth name wasn't used even by his parents because of his insistance to keep 'Lon', so it has been forgotten by everyone but his and him. His cutie mark appeared when he won his school's game of Jepony (Jepordy for those who don't get the pun). He had the highest score any of the teachers had ever seen. Needless to say, he still has his trophy on his wall. He had a foalhood earth pony friend named Reina. She was born blind, while Lon was born sensitive to bright flashes of color. But besides the opposites of the eyes, they were perfect for each other. Lon would come up with questions, Reina would come up with answers. Or at the best, a hypothesis. Everyone that saw them growing up would say they were going to get married someday. Then trajedy struck. While he was a colt, his parents died from a failed train car link that sent their car flying off a cliff. Lon was sent to his aunt and uncle, far away from Reina. Having everyone he had ever loved torn away from him in less than a week, Lon started asking life more depressing questions. He grew detatched from everypony, not wanting to get hurt again.As soon as he became a fully fledged stallion, he left his aunt and uncle's house and took the next train back to where Reina lived. But the house was empty. He of course inquired the nieghbors about Reina's whereabouts, but it turns out that Lon leaving had sent Reina into a simalar slum that he had been in. Blaming himself, he set out with a new purpose in life: Find Reina. He often finds himself helping other ponies when they are confused. He gives them answers that are straightforward and will avoid lying to anyone unless they irritate him, which only happens when he doesn't get answers. He found that he is particularly good at finding out what is going wrong in a bad relationship between two ponies, and uses this talent to abolish that wrong in the relationship so the two can get along. He has actually taken a self appointed job as a relationship counselor. He counsels by asking questions that lead to the root of the problem where, hopefully, the two other ponies see what there is between them and resolve to get rid of it in one way or another. He found this job after he had helped an arguing couple become friends again and saw the potential in it for some bits. He is not greedy with his job though, and doesn't ask for payment unless the couple is satisfied. He has trouble fitting in with others at the start of meeting them because of his habit of asking every pony he meets a series of questions he has written on a list. Most of the questions on the list are related to his past, but some are just to get to know the other pony. He tries to find Reina by saving up bits for verbal advertisements to send throught Equestria and hiring private investigators. He has not lost heart over the many dead ends he has come across on his search, but the big question remains: "Where are you Reina?" "Life is full of questions. Whenever I find one I write it down and put it in that crate over there. Or if the crate is full, I put it on top of the pile on my desk. Do you ever think of questions? if you don't have questions, then I have some for you. What is beyond Equestria? What is the taste difference between cheese wheels and cheese cubes? Why is it that there are no queens here? Those are very popular questions that happen in my mind. but they will be figured out eventually. By me or some other pony who likes mysteries.But still most likely by me." "Now, before I go on rambling about everything I have discovered, everything found, and everthing that had once been forgoten, I need to know something from you. How would you like to go on an adventure?" "No? You're never going to find anything out that way." "Yes? Then where would you like to start? I suggest with the crate. There's bound to be something good in there."