Kitirina

Aside from The humanized fluttershy being, well, human... She's different int he fact that she is with a more prominent personality than the pony she originally is. Not only that, but the MLP FS has a mere love for animals and sheer kindness. She doesn't manipulate, doesn't control.. in terms of FS... "Oh..okay.." or "I mean.. if thats okay with you." I suppose I could have broadened her personality a bit more seeing as i've written it on a whim. But the humanized, superpowered version.. she's a SIREN. A full fledged siren. You think Jinx was bad in the Teen Titans series? With her alluring charm... naw. FS and her can have a battle and FS > Jinx any day, I do belive Mr. Kirby feels very strongly about the indepthness of this. I was just basing it off of the cartoon that I have been exposed to and am a fan of. To elaborate this more than it already is, and to truly give the crossover roleplay its worthwhile extensensions...why, this could be the greatest RP of all time. On an unfortunate note... I don't speak Comic Book and Hero Lore. I'm a Musician and avid MMORPGer when I'm online...D: Comic Books Heroes from Justice League, Marvel, etc... not my strong suit. ;.; I guess I have to spam netflix and rewatch a few things.

[colour=#008000]"I adore her music." [/colour]She commented, [colour=#008000]"Octavia is a lovely instrumentalist. She has quite a remarkable technique that anypony should envy." "Since you love to read, what's your favorite book?"[/colour]

Rainbow Dash reminds me of Beast Boy. Twilight Sparkle, if taken with a darker personality, reminds me of Raven. Pinkie Pie HAS to be Starfire Fluttershy reminds me of Terra Apple Jack could be Robin, I suppose.. But that leaves Rarity as cyborg? FHDSFLDSHFISDHFBDS ERMERGHERD. But thats just offhand comparison between the characters on the show and the personality of the MLP Mane6. Lets see what I can cook up, though... ---- Sign me up as Fluttershy. Female. Age, 17 or Older Filly Eyes - Aqua Blue Hair - Long, wavy, and died a pink colour with a blonde rebel streak. Body - Tall and lean. Model like. Slight curves. Apparel - A bright yellow corset/halter top with pink lacing in the back, and a hot pink mid-knee skirt with pleats. Its a reversible skirt, meaning she can turn it inside out and it'd be yellow. She wears yellow or pink converse, otherwise the outfit stays the same. Occasionally you may see her wearing a solid yellow dress or a yellow tee with ripped jeans. Ability - Fluttershy is a charmer of sorts. She can talk to animals, and her voice can be hypnotizing. When she screams, its like the classic sonic wail that causes people to cringe. And her furious stare can entrance people into a temporary incapacitated state should they look at her in the eyes while she's using "the stare." Likes - Salads, fruits, veggies, animals, the rain, walking, water, etc.. Dislikes - seeing her friends hurt, giant overpowered monsters ( though the typical bad guys are seemingly okay), her pet bunny Angel disobeying her, etc.. General Personality Traits - Shy, fun loving, caring, compassionate, sympathetic, hardworking, can be stubborn, bit of a pushover, forgiving, kind, loyal to her friends, softspoken, tenderhearted, enjoys having fun, animal lover, can be quiet or really talkative. Can be serious and the 'get the job done and done right' sort of person if need be. Backstory - born from a loving and caring middle-wealth family. they wanted her to have everything. Eventually her parents wanted to move and she didn't, so she ran away. Despite all the trouble the city has went through with crime her family stayed forever, but it was when she learned of her abilities that they wanted to move and Flutter didn't agree with that very well. She took refuge in an abandoned house until she came to a discovering that there were others like her. She now takes refuge with them.

Rarity merch gets neglected, but it seems everypony is discussed roundabout cept mah fave.. FS D: - I also know a lack of pinkie discussion and AJ...>> LOL. My friend(s), who i've transformed into pegasisters went to hot topic the other day. One of them got a Rainbow Dash Decal, and a RD...sewing branch patch thingy. One of my friends brought me home a "Fluttershy - Yay" Sticker. I about CRIED when I seen it. All my friends and family know I love MLP... No shame, and im a college kid. No shame at all.

If you would much prefer me create an OC, I will! I mainly did that for humor... and seriousness..ehheh. So tell me what ya want, what ya really really want, AFB.

[colour=#008000]"I travel."[/colour] Musica answered. [colour=#008000]"When I don't have lessons or repairs scheduled, I look for a place to plant a business so I can work out-of-home instead of in it."[/colour] [colour=#008000]"Maybe you can record you reaching me how to play chess in your personal book of history, too." [/colour]She joked, smiling at the stallion. They were nearing the end of the long path, and following the sound of the fountain she planned to turn left.

Tinder Foot's Profile: http://www.canterlot...der-foot-ready/ If we have trouble getting slots filled, I can put Musica-Lee Noted as Generosity... fhjdslfkhdsfhjds

The two of them proceded left, only to find a long path between the walls of hedges. The sound of the fountain closed in the further they walked. Occasionally there would be an opening for a left turn, toward the center of the garden. [colour=#008000]"I'm more of a tea kind of girl."[/colour] She commented, chuckling. [colour=#008000]"I've actually have never played chess."[/colour]

I'll RP as my earth pony, Tinder Foot. Ill link her profile soon. She's yet to be approved for the true Slice of life WoE roleplay.... But I believe she will best represent the Element of Loyalty. (Kindness is my favorite... Teehee. )

And so, the stallion and the mare turned right around the hedges. It wasn't long, merely a few paces, that they came to another stop. They were given the same option, and the additional would be going back the way they came. [colour=#008000]"Hmm... which way now?"[/colour] She asked, smirking a bit because of the labyrinth's twists and turns. [colour=#008000]"So, Time Spinner, what do you enjoy doing in your past time? I presume it would be reading?"[/colour]

If were gonna do an FMA, we might as well do it right. Can we use original characters? If not, ima do the profile anyways and if I can't i'll merely edit it... ;] [colour=#282828]NAME - Winry[/colour] [colour=#282828]GENDER - Female[/colour] [colour=#282828]AGE - Young Mare[/colour] [colour=#282828]TRADE ////AUTO MAIL MECHS ARE ALLOWED//// - Auto Mail Mechanic, Has Surgical Knowledge[/colour] [colour=#282828]RACE ////YOUR MLP IMAGINATION IS YOUR LIMITS EARTH PONIES, UNICORNS, HYBRIDS... YOU DECIDE!!!//// - Unicorn[/colour] [colour=#282828]ALCHEMY STUDIED ////IF AVAILABLE//// - None[/colour] [colour=#282828]HISTORY[/colour] Born to surgeons Sara and Urey Rockbell of Resembool in the year 1899, young Winry's formative years were simple and happy, for the most part. Doted on by her paternal grandmother Pinako and growing up next door to the Elric family, whose two boys Edward and Alphonse were close enough to her age to become her dearest friends, the young girl was never lacking in the abundance of love and other small-town pleasures. However, her comfortable extended family unit took a blow when both her parents left to serve as emergency doctors on the front lines of the Ishval Civil War. Young Winry was disheartened by her parents' absence, but carried on bravely until 1909, when news came home to Resembool that they had both been killed in action. From then on, Winry remained in the solitary care of her grandmother and worked as her assistant as the old woman performed surgeries and crafted automail for the people of the town. Already acquainted with medicine - having perused her parents' medical books throughout her childhood - Winry became infatuated with automail and general machinery to the point that she was able to craft her own automail pieces despite being barely a decade old. This would prove crucially useful in 1910 when, after a half a year of alchemical training under Izumi Curtis, her friends Ed and Al attempted to transmute their late mother back to life and failed, triggering a rebound which lost Al his entire physical body and Edward his right arm and left leg. When Alphonse, with his disembodied soul bound to an empty suit of armor, appeared at the Rockbells' door clutching a maimed and bleeding Edward in his arms, Winry and Pinako quickly administered an emergency surgery to save the boy's life. Some time later, Lt. Colonel Roy Mustang and his assistant 2nd Lt. Riza Hawkeye arrived in Resembool with the intention of recruiting Edward for the State Alchemist program. Though Winry expressed her dislike of soldiers and fear that Ed and Al would be taken from her by the military as her parents had, 2nd Lt. Hawkeye reassured the young girl that no one would be taking her friends by force and that even soldiers fight for good reasons, helping Winry to understand her ability to support her friends when her assistance is necessary. Swayed by Mustang's words, Edward agrees to join the military and asks Pinako and Winry to craft him an automail arm and leg to replace the ones he had lost. Using her expertise, Winry creates Edward's new arm from scratch, putting all her efforts into making it as perfect as possible and, after a year of recuperation, Edward left for his certification exam in Central City in late September of 1911. When he returned on October 3rd, the Elric brothers packed up their belongings and burned down their house as they left town in search of a way to restore their bodies to normal. Of course, though the burning of the Elric home was supposedly a sign of abandoning their point of return, they would come home to Resembool several times over the next three years in order to touch base with their only family they had left and to have Winry service Ed's automail limbs. [colour=#282828]SUMMARY[/colour] Winry is a very emotional, strong-willed and emphatic person who puts all her heart and effort into the things she does. Enthusiastic about machinery, Winry is most at home near cranking gears, whirring bearings and the smell of oil and becomes absolutely giddy when given the opportunity to interact with and learn about such things. She is stubborn and straightforward, often calling others out for their weaknesses and delusions. Winry is a bit more tactful with her honesty and usually only displays this side of herself to her closest relations. Winry's stout heart allows her to make difficult and dangerous choices very easily so long as they coincide with her strong sense of duty and morality. Contributed to by both of these characteristics is her willingness to work with almost excessive devotion on the various automails whose maintenance she undertakes for the sake of the people who depend on her, going so far as to take multiple consecutive overnight workshop sessions and travel long distances without hesitation in order to ensure their prompt and proper completion. Kindhearted and empathetic, Winry is the type of person who consistently tries her best to aid and support the people around her. She is very sensitive to the pain of others and has been known to cry frequently on behalf of people who won't cry for themselves, earning her the distinction of being a bit of a "crybaby". As one who values family (immediate and extended) above most other things, Winry is a bit of a worrier and concerns herself with the welfare of people she cares about. It is likely this care that makes her so popular with her clients in Rush Valley, all of whom are greatly moved by the attention to personal detail that she willingly gives to each of them. However, on the other side of her sensitive and emotional nature is a temper that easily rivals. When insulted, hurt or embarrassed, Winry is prone to lash out violently - in which case she has been known to use her own wrench as her main weapon.

[colour=#008000]"Neat."[/colour] The path came to an abrupt halt as the two were given a choice of their next direction: right or left? Stopping, Musica looked to Spinner as if asking him to pick a direction. Which way, she thought. Listening to him speak of his pet raven intrigued her. Let alone, it was a white raven. It was something she never quite heard of. Albinism, perhaps? [colour=#008000]"I've never had a pet. But Nevermore sounds like an interesting character."[/colour] She said to Time Spinner. He was indeed charming.

FMA. Ponified versions of the anime cast. -shrug- The seven deadly sins could be changelings in disguise. Necromancy/Alchemy is the same thing but with different properties and laws. The blood stone could be like the crystal heart... >> .Hack... I never had the opportunity to see more episodes but I love the idea of a real game world... fhdjslfhdsfhdshfldsf *Mmf* But ponies aint developed that much in their culture yet... Gundam is futuristic for ponies.. now that would be awesomesauce. Eureka may not be so bad either. Now, if were discussing bleach, why not Death Note? I oddly see a ponified version of FLCL... Bleach would be good... I may apply... the only downfall to bleach is they drug it out way past where it should have gone and it got too dark, too depressing.. =/

[colour=#008000]"I suppose if I can handle having lunch with a griffon I can handle any fowl that comes my way."[/colour] Musica answered,[colour=#008000] "So yes, I do like birds."[/colour] [colour=#008000]"Country or the city?"[/colour] Musica asked Spinner, giving him a this-or-that question. She moved past the seating area and continued along the path, with him at her side. The place was so lovely, and it gave this peaceful feeling that was an added comfort. It was like the elegant mixed with White Tail Wood.

Musica paused from smelling the calla lilies, her cheeks rushing with a mild heat that tinted them a red colour. The unexpected compliment caused her to blush! A stallion made her blush! [colour=#006633]Did he jus-yes..yes he did[/colour], she thought to herself. Blinking she took a subtle breath and smiled, well aware that her cheeks would remain tinted against her cream-coloured coat. [colour=#006633]"I'm surprised, Mr. Spinner."[/colour] She admitted to him. Her voice wasn't alto, but it wasn't soprano either. It was caring, and heart-warming. The type of voice that could melt your heart with the right words. But she had been told it can be quite annoying, too. [colour=#008000]"Perhaps one day I will sing for you,"[/colour] Musica jested, [colour=#008000]"then you can record me in your personal book of history." [/colour]She made a gesture with her hoof and gazed into a random direction with a smile, symbolizing a means of looking into the future. [colour=#008000]"Time Spinner's Travels and Discoveries: Life as We Know It."[/colour] Thinking of a title atop of her head wasn't the greatest thing she's done, as it wasn't an overly humorous title as she wanted it to be. Placing her hoof back to the ground she looked to the stallion and tilted her head to the side, giggling. So far things are going well, and she was certainly showing her colours and all their radiant, prismatic glory.

[colour=#006633]"I do sing, but I don't want to admit that I am any good. That's just a matter of opinion. I prefer playing instruments."[/colour] Musica giggled when he caught onto her joke, laughing with him. She paused as she came across a glass vase pedestal filled with calla lilies. The colours of its petals, the sky blue and light red, the white... it all caught her attention. Moving her head she leaned in to smell the calla lily she stood next to. They were near a small clearing with a white gazebo covered in vines, and cushioned with a soft light-coloured fabric on the benches. At the steps of the of the gazebo was two low to the ground round vases that contained rosebushes with pink roses. In the middle of the roof of the gazebo was a dimly lit lantern suspended down in the center. They were still engulfed in the maze of large hedges, and you could hear another couple deeper in to the labyrinth, but only when they laughed. Their chatter was merely grey noise. Otherwise, Time Spinner and Musica was alone.

[colour=#006633]"Oh cool! What was the oldest constructed instrument ever invented, Mr. Historian?"[/colour] Musica quizzed him jokingly before answering his question.[colour=#006633] "I'm a private music teacher. My office is at my house and I help encourage the learning of a foals choice instrument."[/colour] They were a distance from the gate now as they walked deeper into the labyrinth of plants. The sun was behind the horizon, and the stars slowly danced their way into the navy-blue sky. The moon peaked from the opposite end and was rising to the occasion in its Full and crater-filled glory.

Alright. I've completed all the sections of the applications and I am ready for my critique. I know there is something wrong with it, but i'm not sure what.

[colour=#006633]How charming,[/colour] she thought of the stallion. He was snazzily dressed. Very studious with the glasses. His overall appearance made her smile the more she became used to his presence. [colour=#006633]He truly is an attractive male, but lets see if his intel is just as good.[/colour] [colour=#696969]"Let's go." [/colour][colour=#000000]He said calmly as he came to Musica's side. Standing close to the stallion, the mare began to walk slowly forward down the path, looking forward to the time spent here. A sense of curiousity had caught her attention when she seen the pocket watch around his neck.[/colour] [colour=#006633]"So, Time Spinner.. What do you do for a living, do you make watches? Or is it just a valued momento?"[/colour]

She worked her way into one of the booths and watched the griffon stand there and give his order to the waitress (cashier). Musica listened to him order and then he turned to her with an unexpected offer. She had been short on pay due to her recent traveling, but the fact that Razor offered tinted her cheeks. Hesitant, and unsure as how to respond the mare said to the griffon, [colour=#006633]"Sure, if you feel the need to pay for the meal."[/colour] [colour=#006633]"And don't worry about nearly running into me. I'm okay, aren't I?"[/colour] Musica questioned Razor, using one of her hooves to tap the other end of the table as if for him to sit with her. [colour=#006633]"Now let us enjoy a meal together. That's what we intended, isn't it?"[/colour] Turning to the matron unicorn, the pegasus smiled and gave her her order, [colour=#006633]"I would like a Daisy and Apple Wrap with Peach Mango Tea, and a side of Carrot Chips."[/colour] "Alright, miss." She replied to Musica. "Is all of this together?" The matron asked Razor

Inside of her she was screaming, worried her comment about the awkwardness made it worse. But Musica wasn't about to let her own internal fears ruin the wonderful night ahead. Musica placed one of the tickets into his hands and smiled brightly at the stallion. [colour=#006633]"Yes, a date it is indeed."[/colour] She replied to Time Spinner, turning her head and looking at the gate. A ticket collector stood tall just inside the gate, a box suspended from a strap around his neck. He was in a suit, with his mane neatly combed back. His coat was a brown colour as his mane and tail was a caramel. The ticket pony was a unicorn and had a cutie mark of, well, a gold, and silver ticket. The typical look of his cutie mark, just the mere humor made her smile more as she approached the unicorn. Without word, she dropped her ticket into the box and waited for Time Spinner to do the same. The garden itself was life a maze, a labyrinth of flowers and trees, natures at its peak performance. It was spring afterall. Inside the garden was fairy lights stringed through the numerous branches that expanded from individual trees of the garden. It provided a unique illumination in the evening, giving select bushes, hedges, plants, and more a different hue of green. Upon entrance was a brick pathway in a fishbone pattern, a sandy colour though it nearly looked yellow. Hedges lined the pathway, about six to eight foot tall, and curves at the distance. Roses of different colours peeped through the hedges, in full bloom and occasionally a bud. The sky was a slate-blue colour at the approaching dark. Studious eyes could see the appearance of stars. Musica looked at herself, realizing her vest and possibly even her bow was brightened by the lights and setting sun, which was just now peeping above its horizon. Her bangles shined, but wasn't glimmering in an obnoxious way. Before the mare realized it, she was already a few steps into the pathway, having idly admired the beauty of the place. Blinking, she looked back to where she thought Time Spinner would have been, her sea-green eyes searching for the unicorn.

[colour=#006633]"How can this already be awkward?"[/colour] Musica asked Time Spinner. The comment he made almost discouraged her. She wasn't good at this sort of thing at all. Then she remembered the tickets. Moving one of her hoofs she slid it into her vest and grabbed the tickets, presenting them to the stallion. [colour=#006633]"Do you like gardens? Baltimare is said to have one of the more magnificent gardens next to Canterlot!"[/colour] Musica said, trying to make the date at least sound worthwhile.

[colour=#006633]"How do you do?"[/colour] Musica said shyly as she stood next to Whirligig on the clouds, speaking with the griffon known as Razor. She didn't have much of anything to say, as anypony can learn from merely listening. And that is just what she did. Musica listened to the conversation, learning that Razor, the griffon, was visiting Cloudsdale with his little sister Glimmer who was in the playground. They are from Aquellia, she noted, and Razor's job makes him travel from place to place. The griffon sounded much like the mare, except she traveled to find a place to root her eventual business. The loud sound of the lightning startled the pegasus, causing her to take flight into the air. Musica rotated her feathery-wings in a clockwise motion, keeping herself lightly suspended in the air from the clouds beneath her. How frightening! "Be right back," Whirligig said to Musica and Razor, as she took off to find the source of the electricity. Musica nodded. [colour=#006633]"O-okay.."[/colour] She said, almost skittish of the clouds beneath her. The mare knew good and well that the sound was from the black one off to the distance, but she wasn't used to it being so close to her like this. Her hat certainly went off to the weather ponies. Musica's eyes couldn't help but follow the blue pegasus going toward the weather ponies to help. She seemed like a wonderful coordinator, and inquisitive with her idea to break the large cloud. Undoubtedly, her idea worked and the cloud broke from what little Musica could see. [colour=#006633]"Cool."[/colour] she said randomly. As Whirligig return, Musica waved to the returning pony and greeted her with a smile.[colour=#006633] "Welcome Back, Whirligig. Quite some work you and the team of weather ponies did."[/colour] Musica commented.

[colour=#006633]"That would be true."[/colour] Musica commented to the extinction. She nodded to agree when it come to his words about the date, a sympathetc nod. No one said dating would be easy. But no one ever said ti would be hard, either. Musica listened to Razor as he spoke, following him inside the cafe. Immediately upon entry the mare found her sea-green hues scanning the area for a free booth. There was a slim choice to pick from, but the mare was thankful that the menu here had more variety than their seating. Her eyes stopped on a window booth, just cleaned after the previous customers went to pay their bits for their meal. Lifting a hoof, she nudged the griffon's feathers then pointed to the empty booth. [colour=#006633]"Over here looks like a decent place to sit." [/colour]Musica mentoned softly, her eyes never leaving the booth. [colour=#006633]"And I seen on the ad outside they had salmon bites with... strawberry lemondade I think? For about three bits."[/colour] [colour=#006633]"I'm not quite sure what I want yet."[/colour] Musica added randomly, chuckling at the griffon's growling stomach. Taking lead, she began moving toward the booth.

Running through her coat was a rush of chills, giving her the sensation as if her hair was standing straight up. Thankfully it didn't. Musica heard the sound of her name through a stallion's voice, and she let her sea-green hues freely dart to the source of the sound. The shyness in his voice seemed to ring within her ears. He was as nervous as she was, and she knew to be a pony as well dressed as he was, he wasn't from just any city. Canterlot, she guessed. Moving from next to the gate, the pegasus mare moved to face Time Spinner, a small smile plastered onto her face and a light pink tint colouring her cheeks. Musica was anxious, nervous, thrilled, excited, scared, and more! Her chestnut mane flowed with her movements, and her bangles caused this silent jingle each time her right front hoof and left back hoof hit the ground. Musica took a minute to study the stallion and his appearance, realizing to an extent that the two had matched. [colour=#282828] [/colour][colour=#696969]"Are you Musica-lee noted?" [/colour][colour=#000000]He asked her a bit shyly.[/colour] [colour=#000000]Musica nodded, [/colour][colour=#006633]"Are you Time Spinner?" [/colour]