River

Rosewind, the professionally scary one. (No offence intended)

I am inclined to agree. I know Sony won't catch on, I just want something weird to do when an awkward silence occurs in a conversation. And yes, genders are mostly equal now, but some people don't seem to get the memo. About a year back, a petition for a martial arts team for the school was rejected because martial arts was "unladylike". That was utter nonsense.

Well I can have my OC, Coral Gem, help to take care of the babies ^^ She's motherly

Well if it's still open~

That's the fun part, being related to a Japanese company ^^ also, Sonic fans can live with it. It's not like this is going to start a fandom war, is it?

OOC: That I did.

OOC: fire away Krad~ Should we have an OOC thread for this so we don't have to talk in this thread?

OOC: I go to sleep early for once and I miss all this. *Grumbles.* Hold your horses, I'm typing my post! River followed silently behind the group, still very much disturbed by the change that had overcome her body. It was odd to not feel the weight of her mane on her neck, or to bite her lip to realize that her teeth were sharp. Was she freaking out? Definitely. Since she had no option to vocalize her panic, she restricted her panicking to her thoughts. They went into this old building, and Necro started explaining what they were, and what did they do. Feeding on dreams? Now that was just odd. How would you consume something with no substance? Changelings did that too, didn't they? Fed on love and whatnot. She jumped slightly when Necro spotted a moving shape. She prayed it wasn't one of the nightmares. Would she be able to pass off as one of them? Sure, she had the costume, but she was a terrible actress.

OOC: Or can we rethink waiting? Sorry but I have terrible patience :c

Welcome to Canterlot! C: Glowing squids are awesome. Just so you know. Also, my glowstick broke today, so my hand glowed. :c

I suppose we all have our own views on that c: However, I would just like to point out that in Christianity, the more oft used term would be 'siblings' or 'brothers and sisters', not just 'brother'. But I digress, we're here to talk about Sonies and Bronies, not religion ^^ And I might just refer to them as Sonies as well, just to see their reactions :3

Ah, I see o: But pegasisters sound cool :3 CAN WE MAKE IT HAPPEN?

Aw, thanks :3

So we all know that the term: Brony, is derived from merging 'brother' and 'pony'. Let's say if we wanted a female based fandom name just for the equality, would: Sister+Pony= Sony? XD

I think QuickLime means that yes, you can use this version of the character for FFA. However if you want to use the same character for WoE, you have to get rid of anything related to video games. Stated in the rules somewhere, the technology in the series are limited to steam and coal, wind, hydraulic powered simple appliances. I do hope that helps! ^^

OOC: Shouldn't we wait for the other person to post first?

Poor walls :c I think that's abuse. And gasp. You're right! RPing is such an odd thing to do. Aww c: That's nice of the mod. But I guess your app getting accepted was really worth it all!

Roleplay Type: WoE Name: Coral Gem Sex: Female Age: Younger Mare Species: Unicorn Eye colour: A bright cerulean Coat: Coral's coat is rose red all over, and she often wears a plain white locket that contains a picture of River and her. Mane/Tail: Her mane and tail are dominantly black, with streaks of red occasionally. When left to hang they are long and wavy, their tips almost touching the ground. However, Coral likes to keep the two of them braided up neatly and tied with two small plain red ribbons. Physique: Coral is lean, though she's far from being willowy like some other mares. Swimming with her sister frequently as well as hunting for beautiful shells for her work has given her a fair share of strength. Residence: Trottingham Occupation: Jewellery Making/Selling. Coral owns a small jewellery shop near the lake called Merpony's Baubles. The shop has a decently sized apartment above that she and her younger sister live in. Cutie Mark: A pearly white conch shell threaded through a silver chain. When Coral was just a young filly, she loved spending hours combing the beaches for beautiful shells. Once collected, she faced a dilemma as to how to keep them all together. Seeing a tourist's necklace gave her an idea and she found an old piece of string to tie them up with. On the way home, several of her friends had stopped her and complimented her on her 'necklace'. That was the start of it all. Coral fell in love with the idea of making small trinkets with pieces of shells and such. She spent long hours looking for pieces that would compliment each other, and longer still to thread them together. Coral had a teacher she loved very much in school, and wanted to make her a necklace for her birthday. But an ordinary piece wouldn't do- definitely not! But how could she make it special? Coral racked her brains and drew numerous designs and made many necklaces. Yet, each didn't seem to be right. The day before her teacher's birthday, she grew so frustrated that she took a walk on the beach to clear her mind. It was then that she stumbled upon her biggest find ever- a pearl. Coral used up a good portion of her night to complete the necklace. The next day when she presented it to her teacher, her teacher was stunned by the piece of art. Small but elegant white and pink shells bordered two periwinkle shells. Sandwiched between the shells was the pearl. It wasn't extravagant like the others, but it was simple yet charming and complimented her teacher's personality perfectly. Soon after, Coral began to get requests from friends and even older ponies for her to make them something, and she happily obliged. It was then that Coral realized that making these made her happy, unique even. So it was that right in the middle of making a necklace for her sister, she got her cutie mark. History: Coral grew up with her parents in Seasaddle Bay, quite happily as well. Back then her parents often spent their times with her and took her out on trips to the beach. Her parents were supportive of whatever she did, although they didn't spoil her. Much. By nature Coral was a sociable person and had many friends in school that dulled the agony of learning. Okay, maybe school wasn't that bad but Coral had no patience for the written word. She managed to scrape past primary school and entered secondary school. At the start of her schooling year, her parents had River Song, her sister. Both parents didn't let on to Coral how their family financials were strained because of their second child as they didn't want to worry her. Father and Mother loved the two of them immensely and didn't want them to ever want for anything. So they worked hard to earn enough to let the sisters live in relative comfort, although sadly and indirectly alienating them in the process. Once Coral was done with secondary school, she even enrolled in the Canterlot University of Design, to even her own surprise. For the next few years she worked hard to perfect her art. Over time, she gained many acquaintances to call her friends as well as some small recognition for her talents. After University she started up a small business in Seasaddle, and from there she saved up enough to bring her and River to Trottinham, with their parents blessing. Even though she had a nice life in Seasaddle Bay, she found herself pining for a quieter life, one that wasn't so hectic. At first she was hesitant, but after she saw how River seemed to echo her sentiments, Coral moved them almost immediately. Now in Trottingham, she reopened her business and even expanded it to make use of river stones and small glass balls as well. Here she found her own circle of friends and has been living there happily since. Character Summary: By nature, Coral is a very motherly person that puts the needs of others before herself. Even so, she won't hesitate to give advice when she thinks somepony needs it. Coral is a great listener and can be sympathetic if needed. She's patient and slow to anger. However, she's fiercely protective over anypony close to her heart and oft becomes irrational when it comes to making sure no harm comes to them. Other than that, she's quite social and loves to have people around to talk with. Even so, that doesn't mean she's a gossip and frowns upon any rumours or those who spreads them. In fact, because of this, Coral has little patience for liars and values those who tell the truth. She's also big on trust and gives anypony the benefit of doubt- unless they've lied to her or broken a promise before. Because of this, Coral is known as a very reliable and trustworthy pony. One of her faults is that she's not a very neat person. Coral doesn't mind if half the table is cluttered up, because she can always use the other half. She doesn't mind if there's a ribbon on the floor because it hasn't tripped her yet. In fact, the only reason the place is clean is because her younger sister can't stand the mess.

River lowered her head and pushed herself faster, hearing the hoofbeats behind her getting louder. She couldn't let them catch her! The muscles in her legs burned as she lengthened her stride, exerting herself like she had never before. Her efforts were in vain, however, when Krad pulled up beside her. What he said was nothing to her- his words muffled by the ringing in her ears. All she saw was the light from his fiery mane reflecting upon his pointy, pointy teeth.Then Nao pulled up beside him, saying something as well. One word managed to pierce through the terror induced fog in her brain. Promise. The filly hesitated. No one had ever broken a promise towards her. However, her hesitation caused her to be unaware of the path, and a root caught her foreleg. River tumbled foreward painfully, rolling a few times before coming to a stop after smacking into a bush. Pulling herself out of it, she gazed apprehensively at the two for what seemed like forever before lowering her head in defeat.

Let's face it, no matter how cool and composed we all may seem to act, we all spaz out in some way when our first WoE character app is accepted. All those edits and re-edits done to meet the stringent standards of the MLP world, all the effort we pour into the character to make them seem realistic. So when our app is accepted, we all have a moment. Mine, though, was slightly different. One fine day I was scrolling through the apps section, looking for mine. I read through both pages twice just to make sure what I was seeing. Or not seeing, rather. Instead of assuming my app was accepted and celebrating like any sane pony, I panicked and thought that my app had mysteriously dropped off the face of the internet and that I would have had to retype it all over again. Just right before I was about to PM my assigned RPH, I thought about checking the Accepted Apps section to be sure. There it was, to my immense relief. I stared at it for about a minute, though I'm pretty sure it was only about ten seconds, and then I literally facepalmed. That earned me the odd looks from my brother who just happened to be entering my room. It was okay though, I'm way too used to those looks. Enough about me, any of you did anything odd or weird when your first app was accepted?

Another one? River thought disbelievingly. How many ponies took walks in the forest at night? Even she didn't do that. She just... got lost. And as for the portal, it had been her curiosity that led her to enter it. It was like in those horror stories and the main character always entered the creepy house even though it was a bad idea. You didn't want to know, but at the same time, you had to. The other newcomer was a stallion, and he at least joined their little group normally. Introductions went around, and to her surprise, Nao and Necro were siblings and not a couple like she originally assumed. With her stick, River wrote down her name when it came to her turn. It was then that Nao announced that they had to become one of them to survive. She watched in horror as the change took over Krad, the pegasus. He was still himself, but he looked so much more dangerous. An image of herself like that flashed through her mind, causing her eyes to widen. No, she didn't want to become like that! There was also the possibility that they were lying, and she and the others would stay like that forever. What if she just found the portal? Then she would be back in her own world, wouldn't she? Besides, she knew the general direction of it- it was where the other two had come from. River knew she wasn't as fast as some ponies, but if she took them by surprise she could get a decent headstart. Before her doubts about the risky plan could surface, she steeled herself and quickly sprinted for the closest woods, hoping that it would slow them down. River ran hard and fast, ignoring the branches that scraped at her face or the roots that made her stumble. She just had to get away from them.

River stared at the newcomer unabashedly, marvelling at how casual he was about this whole situation. And when he complimented her, she blushed slightly, not used to such attention from others. Now that was a question she stored away for later- why was it that she hardly talked to the colts at school? Nothing against them, of course, but she generally gravitated to the fillies. Meanwhile, the tension between the four had escalated quickly, and River snapped herself out of her musing. Listening to the first stallion's words, River noted with some curiosity that the pegasus's coat did seem unsinged. Even from her spot she could feel the heat of the fire. So then why was he unscathed? So many questions tonight, and she probably wouldn't ever get to know the answers. As she shifted slightly, something poked her hoof. It was the stick she wanted to retrieve earlier! Discretely, River dislodged the stick easily from the ground and quickly wrote out in the dirt- as legibly as possible, "I don't know the pegasus, so don't ask me." OOC: My apologies for the short ish post. I'm on my stupid smart phone. Oh look, an oxymoron