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Posts posted by hitman61live
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"Yeah, true. I just hope we aren't seen as some evil freaks or something."
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Roleplay Type:
Crossovers
Name:
Star Crackle
Sex:
Male
Age:
Stallion
Species:
Pegasus
Eye colour:
A few steps darker than cyan.
Coat:
A cyan body much like everyone's(everyponie's) favorite loyalty star.
Mane/Tail:
Star Crackle's mane is a reverse-spike of two different blue tones. The first colour on the outer edge being of a
dark blue, like a nice dusk. The other is a brighter light-blue, to match the mid day, cloud filled sky.
As for his tale, it is short, but spiked like his mane. The colours, also, are the same to a point.
Physique:
Star Crackle is pretty short, but has muscles to make up for it. He has more of a slim-line body, but as said,
his muscles do make up for it.
Residence:
Star Crackle grew up in Cloudsdale. He has lived there for many years, all the way to his current age.
Occupation:
He is a normal weather pony. He helps move the clouds from Cloudsdale to their final locations. When not on
the job, he is a trick-pony.
Cutie Mark:
Star Crackle's cutie mark is a white star surrounded by large flames. Resembling high temperatures and tons of
speed, which leads to his story.
In his years between foal and young colt is when he found his cutie mark. On a cold, winter day, he took to
the air to stay clear of the grounded snow. Living on clouds has its advantages. During his flight, the
chill built up around his body as it started to freeze his wings. After almost crashing to the ground, he
figured it was time to warm up. To his disadvantage, he was too far from home. He took the only chance he
had and rose higher into the air, before dropping back down. His speed made the cooling faster, but when he
pulled back and shot through the sky, a small explosion (not even close to a Rainboom) followed from behind.
The heat was just enough to warm his wings and melt the ice. From below, he looked like a shooting star.
History:
Star Crackle was born and raised in Cloudsdale with his parents, Snipes (stallion/pegasus) and Firecracker
(mare/unicorn). His father was always helping him with flying, day in and day out on weekends. As for his
mother, she was the one to help with studies, everyday until her demise. She passed away four days after
Star Crackle's birthday that brought him into his adult-hood age. Ever since then he survived with his father
until leaving to live on his own. They never undestood why she passed, but it hit him hard.
His school years were low and slow. It was always the same, so like something out of a normal book, he sat
there an pretended to listen. Doesn't mean he didn't learn. Within the school he was seen as an outcast. He
did, in fact, fly first out of the many colts and fillies in his grade.
After two years of collage, he moved to an apartment to live alone, taking on his job as a weather pony in
the mornings and evening, and delivering mail any other time. With the bits he accumulated, he was finally
able to buy a cloud house a very short distance from Cloudsdale. He continues with these jobs and still lives in this house. He is always active.
For the future, Star Crackle wishes to be a professional and well known flyer and trick artist. Not that he
really needs it, but he wants to reach a high goal, and with hope and luck, race against Rainbow Dash. It
wouldn't be about winning or losing, though.
Character Summary:
Starfure is one of a fast speeds, quick deliveries, and happy customers. His most noticable talent would be
flying at high speeds with almost no care as to what happens. Simply speed diving or doing multiple flips
and spins will fill his need. It's possible ot call him am adrenaline junkie.
A dream of his, as mentioned in History, would be to fly against Rainbow Dash, but not to win, to feel the
joy of flying close to an idol. In fact, he takes on what he can of her role to teach the younger colts and
fillies how to fly. When he sees one of them take off, their wings flapping and moving small gusts of air,
he can't help but smile and want to do it again. Next to that, he enjoys to do those tricks to show off, and
fly at a high speed. Beside his mail delivery, weather chasing, and tricks, he enjoys time on land, smiling and talking to the
earth and unicorn ponies.
Star Crackle is willing to approach a pony and say "hi", but when it comes to cute mares or handsome
stallions...he freezes up a bit. So something he isn't good at would be getting a mate. As in making
friends, he will do his best! He loves making new friends, and loves to make sure they are okay and well.
A fault would be the shyness towards mares and stallions he is attracted to. Which leads to him not being
too good at getting a stallionfriend or marefriend. (Yes, therefore he is a bisexual). He fails the most in,
though, seeing the beauty of the inside of a pony, rather than the outside.
He is always afraid of breaking someponies heart, hurting anypony, or doing something to cause sadness. All
of his remaining emotions hit in the area of "I will risk my life to save yours" or "What happens to me is
fine as long as you are fine".
One of the biggest things, though, that will hurt him or throw him into a hurt state, is the mentioning of
his mother. Even slight reminders of her can hurt. Even if he blocks it with a smile.
His looks here: (File named differently).
His cutie mark here:
His mother before she passed (to give an idea, at least.) :
His father:
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Hello and welcome to Canterlot! Enjoy the stay and good luck on that license!
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I chuckle then look towards the houses. "Do you think we'll fit in around Ponyville?"
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"Lucky..."
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"Yeah, obviously. How come you get all of the fun?"
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"Well, Celestia! Dude! What the hell is in that?! Better yet, your wounds!"
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"right. Be careful!"
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"Great to hear! Can't wait to see it."
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"Ah, dirt mounded and ready for work, huh?"
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"Yeah. A few..."
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"Almost done here."
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I start stacking the logs in a pyramid shape.
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"I think I can. I'll be over there."
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"Shovel is done!"
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"Hmm..." I continue to work on the shovel.
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"Sure!" I get to work, grabbing some wood and a large stick.
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"Already done."
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"Yeah, very true."
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I help, chuckling. "We will be in it!"
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I laugh with you. "True."
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"Don't need to, you can find them on the ground for free."
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I laugh as well. "Yeah...Our new princess, Princess Tom!"
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"Yeah, and that's about it."
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