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The mare smiled a bit as they walked,"Well... ya see it belonged ta my big brother, Silverheart. Ya see I didn' always travel alone. I used ta travel with ma big brother since I've been traveling since I was a filly. 'E used ta try and help me learn ta cast magic but once 'e learned I wasn't destined ta learn magic the normal way and go to the school fer gifted unicorns 'e was a bit bitter. My parents told 'im ta travel with me and teach me 'ow ta defend myself. 'E was gonna be part of the Royal guard before all this stuff came up so 'e was a bit annoyed with me, we'd travel fast between towns once i decided what i wanted to paint." She chuckled a bit at the memory. "But on one trip ta the Northern mountains I got angry with 'im and ran off in the middle of a snowstorm ta find the best place ta see an' paint the peaks... and well I got lost..." she said shivering as she remembered how cold it was that night.

Hello there! I'm a fan of the persona series by shin megami tensei one of my favorites in the series being persona 4 because of the way the titular personae are obtained. Namely by facing your own darkest natures and the feeling you have that you don't wish to acknowledge. An example would be how one of the early main characters named chie is confronted by her shadow who says the only reason she hangs on to her softspoken and more traditionally attractive friend is because she doesn't wish to lose the feeling of control she has over her in their friendship. Anyway! Since the ponies of mlp and your own Ocs likely have their own faults and foibles and things in their life they'd rather not talk about or acknowledge this could be a nice chance to get these things fleshed out. here are some things you could talk about. What would your shadow pony confront you with? Immaturity? an inferiority complex to somepony else? how would they act since they tend to embody your Oc's negative traits dialed up to eleven? What would it take for your Oc to face themselves?! Don't be shy and step right up in fact I'll go first. My Current only oc would be my unicorn, Presteza. Her shadow would likely confront her with the fact she hates her parent's lifestyle as richponies in trottingham (and by extension) , even when she does love them greatly. Other things she would bring up is how she is unable to do magic normally or control her magic without the aid of her favorite paintbrush. Last but not least it would tell her she could never achieve her dream of being Equestria's greatest artist because of all her faults such as her headstrong nature and tendency to act before thinking. Also she would call her out for being jealous of unicorns who can cast spells normally and have more skill with traditional magic than she does.

Presteza had been on the road for a while, with very little to eat to the point she had to eat her hat again. The mare's stomach kept giving those annoying growls and she was already beginning to feel the effects of having gone awhile without food. Finally she had made it to ponyville and the while the scents of the delicious confections from the Sugarcube Corner were extreme tantalizing to her sweet tooth she knew it was better to get something more nutritious and given her hunger she'd have to get plenty of what she chose. She idly walked through the town until she saw the banner. Apples would be perfect and seeing as these were from the crop of the apple family so surely these would be delicious... but what was this about apple kissing? Would she have to kiss every apple she intended to buy? Seemed like a small price ta pay in addition for the bits she had from selling portraits in the last town. The mare took the saddlebag off of her and rifled through it finding quite a few gold bits, surely this was enough to buy at least a bushel. With gusto the young unicorn galloped off towards what seemed like a line in the distance. The golden-tan mare skidded to a halt as she saw herself nearing the line stopping just short of bumping into Carrot top. Presteza was about to speak up but she noticed the other mare was already in conversation with somepony else so she decided she may as well wait until she was noticed or she saw a gap in their conversation.

"I learned how ta make my hat from my idol... although I val-- A-ha!" The mare triumphantly picked the paintbrush up in her teeth and smiled, looking like she was ready to cry tears of happiness before she put the artistic implement back in her saddlebag. "Er anyway My idol tried teachin' me how to make a hat like hers and I wound up making this cone shaped hat instead... one day I'm gonna make a real Sunhat like 'ers! oh and my mark and the brush came from her too... I painted ma first piece with this brush!" she said excitedly at the memory,"Me and my friend Atelier went to the park where she said she was gonna make somethin' amazin'. Since I was always ready ta see new artworks I decided to tag along. When she got there though she said that she wanted me to try my hoof at painting, I was really nervous but eventually she convinced me. I first tried paintin' with the brush in my teeth but that didn' go well and neither did trying to keep the brush 'tween my hooves either... so she said I should try my magic and it worked!" the mare smiled proudly as she recalled the smiles and happy looks of the ponies who saw her work,"and then I got ma mark." the mare thought for a moment,"How about I tell ya the rest while we walk outta hear?"

Presteza nodded and went over to the bush she'd seen her darker self toss it into. The mare parted some of the bushes with her hooves and looked around,"so... ya said your idol gave ya yer hat right?" she asked as she searched through.

The mare looked at rusty a moment, inspecting his legs,"Are ya okay,Rusty?" she said curiously. "oh yea sure!... but we gotta find that brush first... I can't leave without it..." she said sadly.

Pressy rolled over on the ground and almost growled as she stood back up,"Wot's the matta ya don' think ya can take me with out some fancy magic?!" she said with a smirk. "hm... ya got a point, I mean I am you after all... so I could just beat ya senseless without this worthless brush!" with that the dark mare tossed the paintbrush into the bushes beside the road, pressy stood there her mouth agape bbefore she grit her teeth and furrowed her brow in anger,"I can't believe you... you don' deserve ta be me!" she shouted before charging at her darker self, lowering her horn in attack, while it may not have been as good for casting it was still useful for any charging attack, the dull grye mare mirrored her move and charged in return, the grey unicron closed her eyes as she braced for impact. The true presys smirked and lowered herself down as she saw her dark self close her eyes and got under her to flip her over and leave the dull grey mare dazed. with that she went over and grabbed the mirror in her teeth, bringing it over and dropiing it on her darker self's muzzle leaving herself petrified in stone before he took her scarf right back.

Presteza leapt to catch the mirror in her teeth. She manged to catch it holding it tight between her teeth as she speeded toward her evil twin only to be blasted back by a gust of wind. With a swing of pressy's brush she had conjured up a powerful gust,"No wonda ya wanted this thing back so much er magic is useless without it!" she said with a sneer. The dull grey mare strolling forward with the brush still levitating above her head in her greyish blue aura.

Pressy, the real pressy turned to rusty,"to be honest Rust I couldn't agree more... I say we stow the chatter and just kick their plots!" she said with a determined smile as she glared at her doppleganger

The dull grey mare chuckled a bit as the dark stallion was sent flying, applauding normal rusty by stomping the ground a few times,"Bravo! 'e sure sent ya fer a trip didn' 'e?" she said glancing back at the evil version of rusty. The true presteza charged the darker version of herself and then leapt at her, stomping on the ground on her landing. Before she landed however the grey mare's horn lit up a moment before she dissapeared a moment seemingly teleported to the side smirking,"Nice try, amateur." she said with a sneer the brush still levitating above her. "I said gimme that back!" she shouted to the mare.

Presteza nodded a bit and looked to rusty,"I know how ya feel, my friend Atelier gave me my favorite paintbrush ... when... I..."her eyes went wide as she relazed her bags felt slightly lighter and bucked them off of her back. Immediately the mare nosed through the bags and grit her teeth again,"The li'l ... she took Atelier's paintbrush!" she said loudly. "Ya mean this ol' piece o' junk?" said the more feminine patronizing voice beside Rusty's doppelganger, The dull grey unicorn levitated the paintbrush in the air. The original mare glared at her copy and took a step forward,"ya don' deserve ta be usin' that ... give. it. back." Presteza seemed like an almost different mare. Her normally fun loving and eager nature replaced by what seemed almost cold and calm voice as she approached her darker self. "Wot... ya want this? I guess ya want yer big brother's scarf back too, eh?" she asked condescendingly before she tugged at it and looked to her version of rusty,"I think it looks better on me don't ya think, Old timer?"

The mare tilted her head a moment at Rusty,"wot?" she said before noticing the top of her head felt cold,"u-uh-oh..."she said before going over to rusty and about to try and console him before she noticed her brother's scarf disappearing before her eyes. she stood there mouth agape before she grit her teeth and turned to the forest,"Th-that's horrible... you you..."The mare went to the side of the past and shouted at the forest,"YA BIG JERKS!" she shouted at the top of her lungs. She took a breath and yelled again at the forest, her voice echoing through the woods,"Give it back!... give it... back" she said as her voice began to drop a few tones and became a bit unsteady, remebering all the memories she had attached to that scarf and her brother... there was no way she could leave this period with out it, she just couldn't. Her head hung slightly as she spoke quietly and sadly,"Give it back..."

Presteza nodded and sighed, blushing a bit,"y-yea... sorry abou' that..." she eventually got herself back onto her hooves and brushed herself off. "Well... I think I tripped on somethin' " she smiled a bit as Rusty planted his hat on her head,"again... Sorry, I used to hear stories about the windigoes from my big brother on hearth's warming eve, stuff like how they're not really gone but just waitin' fer more hatred to feed on." She shivered as she felt the air get a bit colder.

The frightened mare continued galloping off as she heard the whinnying sound like it was getting closer, almost right behind her. The sound of rusty's galloping only served to help out the dark spirits' plans, as he neared his friend they made the sound of whinnying in her head grow louder. Pressy couldn't bring herself to look back and she kept up her gallop. Ahead on the path the thick root of one of the gnarled looking trees lifted up slightly out of the soil, but not high enough to be seen immediately. Still galloping forward and in a frenzied terror of a mindset she tripped over the root and was sent tumbling forward until she collided with the trunk of one of said trees, her view now upside down as she saw Rusty,"Ru-Rusty? Where's the Windigo? I heard it right behind me... and why're you upside down?" said the mare now flipped over.

welcoem and hope you have fun here!

She nodded and galloped off with rusty giggling slightly,"I-I didn't know ya were afraid o' cats." she said still giggling before stopping hearing what sounded like a shrill whinny from behind them. This was a sound pressy had nightmares about as a filly since she heard the tale of Hearth's warming eve; the sound of the Windigoes. although to rusty he wouldn't hear anything at all as the mare began to shiver. It was still nippy out but it wasn't freezing the way the mare seemed to be she glanced behind her and galloped forward. "Rusty, run!" she said speeding by seemingly running from absolutely nothing.

The mare sniffles a bit again and tilts her head,"What's the matter, Rusty?"she trotted over and looked at the feline."It's just a cat? wot's wrong ya got an allergy too?" she said jokingly sticking her tongue out at her friend. She looked back to the cat and looks down,"you get lost little guy?"

Pressy laughed slightly nervously and sniffled,"Who woulda thought an allergy would save my life?"she said with a chucckle and wiggle of her nose, her muzzle ever so slightly red. "And thanks, Rusty... but now we got two o' those evil cloud things floating around here..."

The mare stared for a moment and that smile Rusty had seen many times before came through again as the color returned to her before flickering back off and on. the flickering between her usual yellowish tan and the corrupted dull grey grew more intense until she fell over and shivered rapidly mutteing to herself. The darker version of her putting up what seemed to be a pretty good fight inside of her. "W-would ya ... shut up.... l-lyin'" she said as the grey returned only to fade again,"No! you're the liar ya amateur! I bet ya couldn't paint a mural ta save yer life!" she said to seemingly herself as her color returned. This was quite a sight to behold, A rapidly flickering unicorn shooting off insults at herself and returning them in an almost entirely different voice. "Git outta my head!" she shouted as her horn began to shimmer in crackling black and green magic on to fizzle out a moment later. A brief pause happened before she immediately returned to her that dull grey color and she burst into guffawing laughter,"Ya, really are useless! all that talk and ya can't even expel me!" She flickered back to natural color and thought for a moment and grinned,"Naw, A normal spell is too dignified an exit fer ya!" she retorted before taking the flower from behind her ear holding it to her muzzle and taking a deep breath. She flickered back and her grey self went wide eyed before throwing the flowering to the ground and stomping it into the dirt rapidly caughing as she wiggled her muzzle,"w-wot on earth did ya-aah.... ah..." her jaw fell slack and after a moment,"Ah-Chiew!" The mare sneezed while bucking , her horn lighting up and firing off the torrent of dark magical energy which floated into a looming black cloud that just floated above the pair for a moment as if glaring at them and then darting into the woods. Pressy blushed a bit and rubbed her hoof to her nose with a sniffle,"S-sorry abou' that..."she said in a sad tone accompanied by a sniffle for different reasons.

"what do you think?! it's obviious they wanna be found... grr ugh..."The mare cringed abit almost as if something had stung her, but it was obvious nothing had. Her body shiverd and it seemed a bit of color returned to her before it was promptly shut back off. The corrupted unicorn growled at herself as her true self sought to get rid of this darkness infesting her form. Seeing as presteza's horn was still not as useful as a conduit for magic as other unicorn, this corrupted mare may not be as easily able to purge this corruption from herself as her friend did. "Now... don' ignore me..." the mare slowly walked towards rusty. her eyes hidden by the brim of her hat and locks of her mane,"Gimme one good reason I should leave A useless old wreck of a stallion like you behind!" she said as her tears began to well up again.

The sound of presteza galloping behind rusty halted as the mare stared a bit at the flower. These colors were positively beautiful, the thoughts of what kind of shades of paints she could make with this plant raced through her head,"H-hold on Rusty! Lemme get this first!" Before rusty could reply the mare lowered her head to the flower and tried to pull it out with her teeth. The second she touched it, rusty would see her pupils shrinking down a moment as her body began to shake and she fell on her side shivered,"R-rust.. he-help..." she managed to get out before all the color was drained from her. Her white, messy mane was all that remained unchanged, as for the rest of her, her coat was now a dull grey and her originally lively bright blue eyes held a cold, contemptuous gaze. Strangely enough a smile creased her lips, although this wasn't her normal cheery smile but a derisive smirk as she puled herself up. "Huh... no wonder ya lost your friend, your so bloody slow I could probably just get those herbs before ya and get home myself." The mare's eyes were tembling slightly and she began to tear up. "It's your fault anyway we're stuck here ya amateur! Its only fair you get stuck here! ya worthless excuse for an inventor! by celestia you barely should call yerself an inventor... maybe a tinker or at best a low rent mechanic with dull creative streak."

"Right!"she said eagerly trotting behind the stallion, looking out anywhere for those plants.

"I-it was righ' there..." the mare said in disbelief. Soon her bewildered expression was replaced by one of surprise as the sound of laughter came from the wood, the laughter belonging to that cloud from before. "Rusty... I think we should try and hurry... I think the windigos aren't the only thing we have to worry about..."

Pressy hugged the stallion quickly before he could finish speaking. After a few seconds she let go with a slightly embarrassed cough,"I'm so glad yer okay, rusty... and uh follow me and I'll show ya." she trotted off and brought her friend to show him the cockatrice...but there was nothing there. "but... the cockatrice... it was right there...." she said disjointedly as she stared at the spot she'd left the monstrous statue.

for own OC presteza I'd say... for fighting for any sad moments or if she ever gave up on her dreamsfor casual... I can't find a good casual theme for her yet