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Roleplay Type: WoE Name: Sundown Trail Gender: Male Age: Young Stallion Species: Areion Eye colour: Green - #71b74b Coat: Light gray - #cacaca Mane/Tail: Purple. He has thick wavy hair that he keeps in a masculine style. Some lone hairs stick up or out, giving him an unkempt appearance. - #563d94 Physique: Fit, but only enough to pass Royal Guard standards. Residence: Canterlot, although his work takes him all over Equestria. Occupation: An investigator in the Royal Equestrian Guard. Cutie Mark: A magnifying glass over a hoofprint, showing his talent for investigating and following clues. He received his cutie mark after finding a foal who was lost in the forest near the village where he grew up. Unique Traits: Sundown excels at following trails, whether they are physical trails in the countryside or metaphorical trails of evidence. He also has a basic competence in hoof-to-hoof combat from his Royal Guard training. History: Sundown was born to two Areion parents in a small Areion settlement in the Whitetail Wood. The Areions of his village were distrusting of other ponies and they shunned outside contact, preferring to keep to themselves and their own kind. The introvertedness of his village was a leftover from the bitterness felt from Luna’s banishment. Sundown was a curious foal, and he was fascinated by the other pony races. The Unicorn’s ability to cast amazing spells intrigued him, as well as the Earth Ponies’ innate connection with the earth and nature. He also was rapt at the Pegasi’s ability to control the weather, and he was amazed at how weather was a scheduled and regimented thing all over Equestria. Although other villagers looked down upon this fascination of his, Sundown’s parents supported his interest and bought him some books about the other pony races. The first time he met a non-Areion was when a group of Royal Guardsponies arrived in his village. Sundown gushed over the Guardsponies, he was finally able to meet the types of ponies he had read so much about! But then, he learned why the Guardsponies had come. They were a search party looking for a young filly who had gone missing in the Whitetail Wood, and they had come to the village to ask if anypony in the village had seen the missing filly. Sundown had not seen the missing filly, but he knew the area around the village like the back of his hoof, and he wanted to help. He went up to the pony in charge of the search party, a Royal Guard investigator named Looking Glass, and offered his help. At first, Looking Glass did not take Sundown seriously. What could this little colt who had not even gotten his cutie mark do to help a group of trained Royal Guardponies? But after receiving some childlike stubbornness and a couple pleas from Sundown, Looking Glass relented and let him come along. By following the trail left by the missing filly, Sundown was able to lead the search party right to her. Looking Glass was impressed, and said that Sundown would make a good detective one day. After arriving back in the village, Sundown found out that during the search he had received his cutie mark. Inspired by the Guardsponies who had come to his village, and their selflessness in searching for the missing foal, Sundown now knew what he wanted to do in life: join the Royal Guard. After finishing his final years of schooling, Sundown went to Canterlot to enlist. While in basic training, he stumbled across Looking Glass. Now a senior investigator for the Royal Guard, Looking Glass took Sundown under his wing and fast-tracked his investigative career. Sundown’s first assignment was serving as an assistant investigator under Looking Glass. After a couple productive years working as an assistant investigator, Sundown was promoted to a regular investigator and given his own cases to work on. He mostly likes to work on missing ponies cases, but sometimes he is assigned to investigate criminal cases. Character Personality: Well-meaning and polite, Sundown tries to put his best hoof forward whenever he meets somepony new. Although, he has a slight sarcastic streak. He has a strong sense of duty and likes to help other ponies. Sundown is a bright pony, and he has a knack for figuring things out. He isn’t “book smart”, so-to-speak, but he has a good intuition. He is a lover of puzzles and other types of brainteasers, his favorite of which to play is Sudoku. Despite his intelligence, Sundown is clumsy and can be a bit oblivious sometimes. Much to his own chagrin. Sundown likes to get up early so he can have more time to be out and be productive. However, since he is nocturnal, what is early for him is late evening for his non-nocturnal pony brethren. When angry, Sundown gets very snarky and confrontational. Sundown likes to be very forgiving, so it is not easy to get him upset. But, there are a couple things that push his buttons more than others. Character Summary: A somewhat clumsy, dutiful Areion detective whose disheveled exterior conceals a sharp and inquisitive mind.
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Roleplay Type: WOE Name: Moon Shadow Gender: Female Age: Young Mare Species: Unicorn Eye colour: Cinnabar Coat: Dark Grey Mane/Tail: Long, flowing locks of Jet black hair, dark enough that in a brightly lit room, her walking in could make it look like the light dimmed Physique: Tall and lithe, more so than most unicorns, she could pass for a model, but does her best to play down her beauty Residence: A house near the edge of Hollow Shades Occupation: Acquirer of fine goods... of dubious provenance (She's a fence/thief) Cutie Mark: A masquerade style eye mask, showing her talent for deception. She explains it as showing her love for historic fine goods, like the nobles of old would have. She acquired her cutie mark after stealing from the moon temple in the woods near Hollow Shades. It appeared on her flanks after she slipped in and out, leaving nothing but a whisper behind. Unique Traits: She has devised a number of shadow based spells, allowing her to merge with shadows and move in a 2d space. She can also bring shadows to life, making solid projections out of living shadows, though they have no will, following her orders. History: Born to a family of upper class citizens from Manehatten, she never learned much about the big city as, thanks to a lot of bad business ventures, her family lost most of their wealth and status. Luckily, they had a winter vacation home in the town of Hollow Shades, a modest two story home. They moved out there, and started over, opening a curio and pawn shop in the bottom floor of the house. They did well there, selling genuine knickknacks and things found in the forest, such as arrow heads and shards of pottery, as well as "Genuine ghost evidence" for the more... gullible tourists that came through playing ghost hunter. She would either help with the store, or go play in the nearby forest, despite being told repeatedly not to. She eventually found her way to a grand temple, evidence showing that while it was once dedicated to a local deity, it had been changed over the years to be one dedicated to Luna. It was in decent use, with guards patrolling and friendly looking tour guides showing ponies through this ancient structure. She managed to not only slip in with a tour group, but also slip away from said group, finding her way to the back rooms. There, she found an interesting trinket, a small amulet, and she took it, managing to get out without a fuss. When she got back home, she was stopped by an associate of the temple. She was taken back, and shown the truth behind the temple, that it was a den for criminals, thieves, spies. She was allowed to keep the amulet, and was trained to be a thief by the temple. Later in her life, after taking over her family's business, she drifted away from the temple, but still operates as a fence for them, and occasionally joins them on a heist, when her skills are required. Character Personality: While she is more than capable of acting kind and caring, it’s just that, an act. She prefers only herself and her shadows, though is not above working with a group when she needs them. Character Summary: A young unicorn mare, Orirn runs a curio shop in Hollow Shades that acts as a front for her true business as a fence and thief. She is two-faced, keeping her real thoughts close to her vest. Her control over shadows, as well as her training, has made her quite skilled, and she traffics in whatever goods catch her fancy, though ancient knowledge is a weak spot of hers.
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Name: Khunne Gender: Female Age: Young Adult Species: Sphinx Eye Color: The right eye is red and the left is blue. Character Color: Her body is mostly a light bluish-green color, with darker green marking along her body. Her wings start out the bluish-green, but become the dark green partway down. Mane/Tail: Her mane and tail are a solid lighter purple in color. The mane is somewhat messy, swept to the right and ending around her cheek. It mostly covers the eye on the right side. The back side of the mane is pulled into a long braid that goes down past her wings and has a golden bangle on the end. The tail simply ends in a small puff of hair at the end of her feline tail. Physique: She is shorter than most sphinxes her age, though still towering above any pony simply by nature of her species. Residence: She wanders the globe Occupation: Vagrant, occasionally a singer Cutie Mark: n/a Unique Traits: Jewelry: She doesn’t wear much, but she does have a couple earrings and a few rings around her neck, all gold. Music: She can’t really play instruments, but she has been known to write the occasional song History: Her early life was rather boring, really, growing up in a temple to a moon goddess and being trained to be the next guardian. It was not fun for her, most of the time, but it had its moments. As she grew, she wanted to stay less and less, and she eventually just left one day. From then on she wandered to wherever seemed most interesting, doing whatever she wanted. She picked up her love of singing early on when she stumbled across a concert nearby a town. Personality: She is a rather brash individual, not usually thinking something through before doing it. She tends to take what she wants, though that’s usually just food or shelter since she has nowhere to really store anything long-term. She enjoys showing up at concerts and letting the music take over, mostly rock or punk, though she can appreciate anything that gets her dancing or singing along. She highly values her freedom, and doesn’t like it when others try to tell her what to do.
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Roleplay Type: WoE Name: Arctic Blitz Gender: Male Age: Young Adult Stallion Species: Unicorn Eye Color: Light Blue Character Color: White Mane/Tail: His Mane is a mix of a lighter blue and white, with the blue forming several streaks in the center. Arctic Blitz also commonly has a pair of goggles pushed up into his mane, when he isn't wearing them. Physique: Arctic Blitz has normal proportions, though he stands slightly taller than the average pony, though nowhere close to the height of some of the taller stallions. Residence: Arctic Blitz currently has no permeant home, his current occupation keeping him constantly on the move throughout the world, although he is from the Borderlands region of Equestria, and considers it to be home still, even if he is there no more often than anywhere else. Occupation: Arctic Blitz is, officially, an airship engineer, being an expert on the design, function, and repair of airships. However, by chance, Arctic Blitz found himself within the company of sky pirates early in to his career, leading him to become a Sky Pirate. Cutie Mark: A sword and wrench crossed behind a single large cog and a single small cog. The wrench and cogs represent both ingenuity and mechanical aptitude, while the sword represents fighting spirit. Arctic Blitz gained his cutie mark in a rather spectacular incident, one that made the headlines in Las Pegasus. During a rather large event, meant both to celebrate the birthday of one of the richest ponies in the city and to help bring in more tourists, held in the cloud district of the city, Arctic Blitz wandered off away from his mother who took him up there for the day, to get what he would call a closer look at the personal airship of one of the wealthy ponies attending, managing to get on the ship primarily due to the incompetence and laziness of a small security team more concerned with the party and enjoying themselves than their duties. Unfortunately, he was not the only one with plans to get aboard the small, yacht like ship, and unlike him, who really only came to look and admire, the trio that came on board had plans to steal and pawn the expensive ship off instead. The colt, after overhearing these plans and being both young and naïve, decided that he should stop them. Knowing that he wasn't going to be able to take on three stallions in a fight, he at least had the good sense to realize that he needed to get the authorities involved, something that he wouldn't be able to just do on an airship that was no departing from Las Pegasus. Thinking quickly, he decided to break the ship enough to keep it in Las Pegasus. First, he would break the portside engine, primarily by jamming as many tools into the mechanism as he could, as, despite learning about them from both his grandfather and books he had read, he lacked an understanding deep enough to precisely disable it. Whatever he managed to do, caused both the engine to smoke up violently, and to burn his hooves and forelegs. Whether it was his own cries of pain or the smoke cloud that drew the attention of the thieves, he didn't know, but by the time he managed to shuffle over towards where he could access the rudder, one of the thieves had found him. Although he managed to jam the rudder, sending the already slowed airship into a spin, he was caught by the thief. After being brought back to the helm of the ship, the trio quickly realized that their plan was foiled by just a foal, and the local authorities were likely closing in on them already. The ringleader, and only Pegasi in the group, decided to just abandon his co-thieves, and fled, leaving the the two earth ponies to fend for themselves. The two stallions, angry, confused, and scared, decided, in a moment of rage, decided to take revenge on the colt, who was now forced to escape their grasp. Using a hastily teleportation spell, which the colt had read about in books before and attempted, but never succeeded in actually performing properly, he got out of their hold, but only moved by a few meters, and landed flat on his stomach. Still, it was enough to at least allow him to flee the room, with the thieves hot on his tail. Using his magic, he tore whatever he could off the walls and stands, and threw them at the stallions chasing him, even as he continued to cry out from running on burnt hooves. Eventually, he had managed to reach the personal quarters of the ship's owner, and use his magic to pull an old antic sword off of the wall. Despite being cornered, he now at least had something to keep the thieves, only armed with knives, away from him. Swinging it wildly with telekinesis as he stayed in the back of the room, he kept them back just long enough for authorities to arrive on the ship, and actually stop the thieves. The incident, despite making the headlines for the next few days, was kept under the radar as much as possible after that to help preserve the city's reputation, although the young colt was rewarded for his efforts, despite being grounded by his mother, from both the city and the owner of the ship, who, despite having lost a considerable amount of money in both items broken in the scuffle and ship damage, was thankful it wasn't worse than it could have been. Ultimately, his identity was kept anonymous in any papers, leading Arctic to not end up particularly famous, although, he did gain both a friend in a high place and was lucky enough to recover from his burns. Unique Traits: When it comes to magic, Arctic is an odd case. He is innately skilled as a mage, however, has never had any formal training, only ever learning from trial and error, and any books he could find. This has led to an a bizarre and unpredictable method of using magic, where he may perform a certain aspect to a spell perfectly but then fail a much simpler part of it, and it has also led to strange workarounds for lack of knowledge on certain spells, causing him to be an incredibly unpredictable mage, though hardly one that could stand up to true masters as it currently stands. Arctic has also taken to the task of working on and repairing airships quite well, having learned mostly from on-hoof experience in this regard as well, making him a good authority of airship design in general, which as, in turn, spurned a deep interest in future innovation of airships. Finally, he has, as a result of being a sky pirate, been forced to learn how to handle himself with a sword and midair combat. History: Arctic Blitz was born in area near Las Pegasus, to an Earth Pony mother, and never knew his father. He was given his name due to his coat color, and because his mother found it amusing to name her child born in the desert after the tundra. Growing up without a father was tough, however, the young foal was able to find a father figure in his grandfather, who worked in a high up position in the design and construction of airships out of Beakbreak City, which, combined with living near a city half in the clouds, inspired a life long love of aviation and the sky in general. Although he was quick witted and capable in school, he often found himself just being bored in school, often daydreaming mid-class, and neglecting homework, causing him to only scrape by in school. His freetime was usually divided between exploring his home area, and reading about topics that interested him, usually magic and machines, particularly those relating to airships. As soon as he could, Arctic left home, much to his family's dissatisfaction, to chase his own dreams, and quickly finding himself apprenticed to an engineer on a merchant ship. He took to the task exceptionally well, and, found life on an airship and on the move, constantly seeing new places and meeting new beings, to be to his liking. Wide eyed and Naïve, Arctic Blitz would accept voyages that most would consider too dangerous for the pay, which would lead to his first real encounter with piracy, and an exhilarating first encounter that, as the captain of the merchant ship, a griffon, was not one to surrender or back down. A true sky battle was nothing like the books made it seem, it was deadly, terrifying, quick, and exciting. Arctic Blitz was instantly addicted to the thrill and excitement of it, even as the roar of cannons and howling of pirates caused more experienced crewmember's hoof's to shake. Foolhardy as he was, he somehow managed to escape the ordeal alive, but was left with a burning desire for more. Arctic Blitz would no longer fly for merchant and traders if he had the choice, but rather, pirates and privateers, although, he was far more particular about the crews he would join. Despite being over eager, he was not dumb. He knew exactly what he'd be doing as a pirate, and if he was going to adopt that lifestyle, it was going to be for a good cause. He would only work with those who had a reputation as freedom fighters rather than scum, something that led him to be left grounded for a disconcerting amount of time to him, as crews truly like that were hard to come by. When he did eventually find such a crew, however, he couldn't be happier. He would finally have the life he had always dreamed of, and, despite many aspects not being exactly as he imagined, enough of it was close enough to what he wanted, and he adjusted easily. As a Sky Pirate, he quickly earned a place of himself among his crew, and a name himself across the skies, as a clever buccaneer willing to match the boldest pirates in terms of foolhardiness, and somehow, always managing to escape alive. Throughout this time, his own moral code only solidified. He may be a pirate, and he may steal, lie, cheat and even kill if he had to, but, he when ever the option was presented to him, he wouldn't kill, he'd only steal from the wicked, and he'd give away everything except what he needs to keep himself going. Currently, he is still on the move, roaming the world, sometimes with a crew, and sometimes on his own or with another friend he has made along the way. Character Personality: Arctic Blitz is, outwardly, a friendly and inviting pony, often enjoying meeting somepony new. By base, he will be kind and courteous, even if at times he can seem a little rough around the edges. However, when made to be spiteful, he is incredibly bitter and petty, willing to go to far lengths to get revenge on somepony he thinks wronged him or has it coming to them. He is also, quite clever, but is prone to rushing into situations without thinking, his wit only kicking in once it is time to get out of the mess he threw himself in to. All and All, this leads him to coming across as a mostly nice, but chaotic character who seems to just cruise through life on autopilot. Character Summary: Freedom loving, innovative, Robin Hood style Sky Pirate who's mostly good heart has kept him from being as successful as his skill suggests.
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Name: Feather Blitz Gender: Female Age: Young Mare Species: Pegasus Eye Color: Golden Character Color: Mostly a blue-purple color, with the ends of her wings and a stripe down her nose being a lighter version. Mane/Tail: Both are short cut, the longest part of the mane being a small section going from just in front of the ear to below the chin. Both consist of large spikes, and are primarily purple in color, though they turn into more of a pale tan along the bottom. Physique: She is of average height for a mare her age, with the kind of physique one would expect from someone focused on flying fast and accurate. Lithe, made for agility and pure speed. Residence: Las Pegasus, a room at Ice Storm’s casino Occupation: Agent of STAR, mostly doing recon or quick strike missions like sabotage or stealthy rescue. Also trying to get onto the Wonderbolt reserves. Cutie Mark: Her mark is three white clouds and two yellow lightning bolts arranged into a V shape. To her, this represents her desire to win in everything she sets her mind to, wether that be a race or a mission, she will try to complete it as well as possible. Unique Traits: Training: Due to her nimble nature, she is trained more in ranged combat or hit-and-run tactics, as well as the use of explosives. Equipment: She wears bracers on her front hooves during missions, one holding a crossbow and the other a retractable blade. The bracers are the extent of what one would consider armor on her though. History: Feather’s early years were rather turbulent. She never knew her father, and her mother moved around a lot to pursue work as a mercenary. Of course, Feather didn’t actually go on jobs with her mother, but the two of them did not really have a permanent home. They ended up moving all over Equestria, sometimes beyond into the countries that were part of the same landmass. Eventually, once her mother had retired, they settled down in Cloudsdale. Of course, by this point Feather was growing to the point that she wanted to set out on her own, and soon enough she did. She tried to do what her mother had for a time, but it became clear it wasn’t for her and she moved on to enlisting in the Equestrian military so she could help protect the country she loved. Once STAR became more open about it’s existence, she worked her way into becoming a part of it, enjoying serving her country without quite so much of the restrictions that came with regular military service. Personality: Feather can come off as arrogant, as she is very confident in her skills with a record to back them up. She is friendly though, and extremely loyal. She will not turn on her friends or leave them behind without a very good reason. She’s the type to throw herself into danger to protect others, and she’s so far been skilled enough to escape without serious injury.
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Name: Marcen Motus, aka Prince Mortem Sex: Male Age: Stallion Species: Unicorn Eye Color: Purple Character Color: Mostly a dark gray, it transitions into a full black on the tips of his hooves and his horn. Mane/Tail: Both the mane and tail are a short cut and a simple style. The mane is swept to the right and the tail is left to fall naturally. Both are black in color, with a couple gray bits in the mane. He also has a little bit of a beard, also black in color. Residence: The Crimson Mercy airship. (The one owned and captained by my character Scarlett) Occupation: Pirate, necromancer Cutie Mark: A skeletal crown, symbolizing his skill with necromancy and his past. Unique Traits: Magic; He is skilled in using necromancy and ice magic. Combat; Though he doesn’t like to use them much, he is trained in using a tower shield and morningstar. Combining these weapons with his magic, he keeps himself protected while dealing hits to the enemy. History: Unbeknownst to him, he was born the older of a pair of noble twins, next in line to lead his house. Unfortunately for him, his uncle had other plans. In order to keep the foals safe, Marcen was separated from his brother and put into hiding, and he ended up growing up in a unicorn family in Hollow Shades. Maybe it was the environment he grew up in that led him down the magical path he ended up on, but as time went on he started to secretly learn necromancy while also continuing his education in other forms of magic. Eventually, getting wanderlust and the desire to further his skills led him to leave home and explore the world. Through his travels, he furthered his skills with weapons and magic, eventually finding himself in the company of Scarlett and her crew. Personality: He is a pretty stoic individual, not very good at expressing emotions and often appearing to not have them. Part of the problem is that he often just doesn’t have any strong feelings, like he is a completely impartial observer to his own life. Still, he is considerate of others, and tries to avoid things that offend them if he can. Likewise, he does his best to care for friends, partially in the hopes it would help him feel something.
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Ok everypony! I don't really know how to kick off an RP, so I'll just give a basic idea of what I had in mind. I was thinking the setting could be Fillydelphia, where Cakepop has set up a small bakery shop. I'm open to OCs (I actually prefer them!) and cast. I'm fine with any storyline, I'm not one for planning out a lot of details before I roleplay, so I would like to see where it just takes us! I would love a slice of life RP, but again, I'm open to mostly anything. To give you more of an idea of what we could do here, you can take a look at my character sheets! Excited to hear from somepony!
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Hello everycreature! I have some problems starting to. The problem I have is how could I make my oc's backstory to flesh out? Is there a guideline for making ocs in here if so could you show it to me plz and thank uou
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Name: Caramel Corn Gender: Female Age: Filly Species: Earth Pony Eye Color: Pale purple Character Color: A caramel orange Mane/Tail: Her mane is messy and spiky, puffing out from her head a bit and reaching down to her back even with some of it pulled into a ponytail. It is mostly a magenta color, though around the area of her left eye it is purple. This purple area includes an inner part of the ponytail and extends a bit down her neck. Her tail is relatively short, and is similarly spiky like her mane. It also shares the same colors, with the purple being the interior and the magenta outlining it. Physique: She tends to be shorter than other fillies her age, but she makes up for it by being strong. She has the kind of strength that comes with growing up on a farm, and she likes to maintain it even when there’s not as much work to help out with. She also has freckles on her face. Residence: School of Friendship. Originally from her family’s farm near Bittsburgh. Occupation: Student Cutie Mark: She does not have her mark yet. Unique Traits: Aspiring Mechanic; She has always been interested in how things worked, and would often take apart stuff and try to put them back together. History: Growing up in the Corn family, Caramel was the middle child of three, though she was actually the firstborn of her father. Not that she knew that her older sister was only a half-sibling, or that it mattered that much. It was a happy life, and a busy one with all the farmwork to help out with. Whenever she had free time, she would tend to hang out by herself, reading or trying to figure out the mechanisms of their more complex tools. Once her older sister left, things got a bit more lonely around the house, and she ended up drawing more into herself, only really interacting with the rest of her family. Worried about the solitude, her mother eventually sent her off to the Friendship School in Ponyville to try and get her more friends. And bonus, she would be closer to her sister! Personality: She is a friendly pony when she gets to know someone, but being an introvert means it can be difficult to get to that point. She is very curious about how things work, and tends to try and figure them out by herself. She is very chill, not very likely to get angry at others.
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Name: Scarlett “Prin” Feather Gender: Female Age: Mare Species: A pegasus/griffin hybrid Eye Color: Dark red Character Color: Maroon, with the ends of her wings being red. Her talons are a dark gray. Mane/Tail: Her mane is somewhat spiky, in that sections of it split off into their own spikes at places. Largely, it flows down and partially covers her right eye, and the back is tied into a single braid going down to the tops of her legs. The braid is pure white, but the rest of the mane has streaks of red, orange, and yellow. The tail has the same colors as the mane, and hangs loose, splitting into spikes as it goes down. Physique: She is very fit, her entire body essentially just lean muscle. She looks like she is made for agility, but has a fair bit of strength behind it too. Thanks to her heritage, she’s taller than most ponies. Also due to her heritage, her forelegs end in the talons one would expect of a griffin, as well as her wings being larger than the typical pegasus. Various scars are present across her body, evidence of the dangerous life she leads. Due to a wound over her left eye, she wears a black eyepatch with a red string. Residence: Her airship, the Crimson Mercy Occupation: Captain of her ship, and sky pirate. Cutie Mark: Her mark is a pair of crossed swords, symbolizing her skill with a sword and her love of the thrill that comes with fighting. Unique Traits: Combat Training; Scarlett has trained extensively in combat thanks to her parents, and she has had plenty of combat experience. She tends to be relentless in combat, throwing her weight around and not giving the enemy a chance to breathe. Outfit; She tends to wear a long black coat, with holes for her wings, as well as a bandanna around her nose and mouth that has a pattern reminiscent of a skeletal smile. History: Born to a military family of a male griffin and female pegasus led to a lot of moving around as a foal. It also led to a lot of training on how to fight as a winged creature, both with and without weapons. As one could guess, her life was far from normal since birth, partially due to her hybrid body. Initially, due to her parents, she joined the military herself and quickly grew to something of a legend. She would jump from one enemy to the next, completing missions with her contribution being the largest in most scenarios. Climbing the ranks was only fun for a while, but all the rules and regulations started getting to her, and she realized she needed freedom. That pursuit led her to leave the military and set out on her own, eventually making enough money between thievery and mercenary work to buy her own airship for herself and the crew she had been building up over this time. From there, she set out to continue doing whatever she wanted, now with the freedom of her home and family going wherever she needed them to. Personality: Ruthless on missions and in combat, she will do just about anything to win. This intensity sort of bleeds into her general posture, and she tends to look like she might snap at any moment. When with her crew or in a place she feels is safe though, she is rather laid-back. Not to say she’s not still on her guard, but she doesn’t tend to radiate that aura of dangerousness unless she wants to. She enjoys herself a good game or competition, and celebrating victory with her crew is one of her favorite things to do.
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Name: CakepopGender: MareAge: MareSpecies: Pegasus Eye colour: Light pinkCharacter colour: Light blueMane/Tail/Other: Large, curly, messy pink mane with a large stripe of purplePhysique: A rather small pony, skinny and short for her age. Her wings are also underdeveloped, which makes it very difficult for her to fly.Residence: Moves around a lot, is rarely in one place for over a yearOccupation: She's a bakerCutie Mark: A cakepop with hearts around itUnique Traits: Her small, slightly deformed wingsHistory: She was born in Manehattan to two ponies who worked on a bread factory, she has 3 older brothers who she rarely sees due to her moving around so much. She was kicked out of flight school and shunned due to her deformities, so she ran away while she was a filly to make a living where she hoped to find acceptance.Character Personality: She's nervous and paranoid, and slightly shy, but very outgoing if you spend time with her. When she finds something she likes, she is very passionate and almost obsessive.
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Name: Cakepop Gender: Mare Age: Mare Species: Pegasus Eye colour: Light pink Character colour: Light blue Mane/Tail/Other: Large, curly, messy pink mane with a large stripe of purple Physique: A rather small pony, skinny and short for her age. Her wings are also underdeveloped, which makes it very difficult for her to fly. Residence: Moves around a lot, is rarely in one place for over a year Occupation: She's a baker Cutie Mark: A cakepop with hearts around it Unique Traits: Her small, slightly deformed wings History: She was born in Manehattan to two ponies who worked on a bread factory, she has 3 older brothers who she rarely sees due to her moving around so much. She was kicked out of flight school and shunned due to her deformities, so she ran away while she was a filly to make a living where she hoped to find acceptance. Character Personality: She's nervous and paranoid, and slightly shy, but very outgoing if you spend time with her. When she finds something she likes, she is very passionate and almost obsessive over it.
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From the album: Cakepop The Baker!
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From the album: Carrot Curls
Carrot curls enjoys two things more than anything else in the world - coffee and a good book. -
Once he received his class assignments, he held onto them closely to make sure he knew exactly what his surroundings were like. As he walked through the hallways of the academy which were full of stranger ponies much like himself, he paid close attention to the figures above the doors, attempting to attach to memory the location of rooms he may have to visit for future classes. But for his first class, which was Loyalty 101, he needed to make his way to a room whose door was stamped by a red lightning bolt. "Okay, right here." Remington stared at his class assignment card as he walked into the room. He accidentally ran into another student. "Oh, sorry, excuse me." He looked at the classroom, which was full of desks, some with faithful students eager to get started, others hovering around the room talking to new or old friends, and even others still nervously inspecting the walls and windows of the classroom. The teacher had not entered the room apparently. Remington looked around for an idea on which desk he should claim as his place to sit, softly minding the students expressions to get a hint for which classmates to avoid and who to greet as new friends.- 24 replies
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((The following is an interlude to the story thread here in which Remington takes off for gym class before meeting with his fillyfriend Moonlight later that evening.)) When Remington arrived at the gym, he went into the stallion's locker room to change out of his uniform and into his more athletic appropriate clothing. Not that it would make much of a difference for him. He wasn't very athletic, but like most ponies that would endure a gym class like this one, he would only be required to play fair and work as a team with others in order to get a passing grade. His peak wingpower wasn't all that low, but he would be able to avoid the embarrassment of having to deal with most of the class being stronger than he was. Today, the class would be outside. The buckball court would be temporarily changed into a diamond-shaped field that had white lines and large square bags on the corners. The game was called base ball. No one had ever heard of it before. This new student in the class, named First Base, came up with the rules of the game and introduced it to the professors and was able to get the go ahead on sharing the game with the class. "It's easy. You throw the ball, you hit the ball, you catch the ball, you get on base." First Base was a pony that grew up in Ponyville and upon getting his cutie mark after hitting a ball with a stick very far, held the imagination required to make this zany, sometimes confusing game. "Do I hit the ball and then catch it?" Remington asked aimlessly as he was trying to understand. First was attempting to explain to each classmate one by one, but as soon as someone felt they understood, he would go to another classmate and affirm them. "No, you don't hit the ball until it's your turn. Right now, you're on the pitchers mound, so you throw the ball and try to catch it if I hit it." He stood by the area he kept calling home or the plate. "Throw the ball towards me over this plate, and see if you can get it passed me without me hitting it." Remington looked confused, but decided to play along. He grasped the ball in his wing and hurled it towards the plate as fast as he could. As it approached, First swung his bat and the ball went flying high over Remington who stared at it helplessly. "How am I supposed to catch that? Am I supposed to fly up there every time you hit it?" "Well." First paused a moment and thought. "You're actually not supposed to fly in this game, it's against the rules. But you can if you want to, you'll probably still not hit a dinger like that one. Throw me another one." Remington threw him another ball, as fast as he could. Again, First hit the ball with his bat and it went flying over Remington's head. The pegasus jumped up to take off for the ball, but quickly dropped as he saw it as futile. The ball moves too fast. "I don't get it, how am I supposed to throw this ball passed you." "Don't worry." First chuckled. "You'll get it. It just takes practice. You see I just want others to play with. Look at everyone." He pointed towards the field of gym ponies, some of them holding gloves on their hooves backwards, some throwing the ball with their opposite hoof or their inferior wing. And even others were just running after balls that they deemed had been chase-worthy. "No one gets it yet. I don't know how to make it official. All I know how to do is hit this ball, and catch it when it comes at me. I want to call this game baseball, but I need help to make it happen." Remington grabbed another ball and threw it passed First Base, several hoof-lengths from the plate. "Ha, I threw it passed you!" He did it again, and again, and again. First Base dropped his bat and started trotting towards the first bag. "You just walked me. In order for you to throw a strike to get me out, it has to be thrown over the plate three times. Four times outside the plate and I get to walk over here." Remington pointed to the bag. "And what's that?" "It's first base." "No, I mean, the bag." "Yeah, my name is First Base, and I'm standing on first base." Remington stared at him blankly. "Can't we just run laps like normal gym ponies?" After a short hour of learning a confusing game, all the ponies went to the locker rooms. Remington hadn't felt like he got much exercise in, but he was still sweating and in need of a shower, so he took his gym clothes off and walked into the shower. As more stallions entered the locker room, several layers of chatter could be heard. "Dude, F.B., that game is crazy. You make me laugh so hard it hurts me inside my bones, haha." "Glad you liked it." "Glad you liked it," Remington mocked while staring at the shower walls, water now pour over his mane and poll. "Hey good job, um, what was you're name?" "Remington." First Base offered a hoofbump. "Appreciate you taking a chance on something new, even if it's not your kind of thing." Remington copied the hoofbump back to him. As he showered, Remington started thinking about his day and the fact that it wasn't over yet. In less than an hour, he expects to meet up with his friend Moonlight in his room to help him study. The red pegasus knew that it might lead to something else, but he had no idea what that would be. He had no idea what he was doing. All he knew was that he wanted to make a move, and tonight would be the first time he could try it, if he was up for it. Water beading down his pelt, he started daydreaming about the kind of things he would say to her. For instance, what if she was in the shower with him right now? What would she say? What would he say back? Every time she talks, he listens. If she was getting dumped on by water like he was, her pelt would glisten even more now than when she was dry. "Oh my, Luna, I like it." "What?" "Nothing." Remington quickly excused himself out from underneath the shower heads and back to his locker, holding a towel that would eventually dry his body. When he started grabbing his school uniform to put it back on, the pink sparkly brush he found dropped out of the bag and onto the floor. He quickly picked it up and held it away so nopony else could see it. When he held it close, he noticed it had a specific fragrance to it. He held it to his nose and gave a soft inhale. It smelled like her. He didn't really know how he knew that, but it smelled like her. "Holy shit, she smells like heaven." He continued to be amazed at how enamored he was with just the idea of being around her. "Oh my Luna, I like her." "Yeah I heard you like her." First Base was standing next to Remington holding his towel at his head trying to dry his mane. Remington fumbled the hairbrush and stuffed it in his bag. "What? How could you know that?" First Base chuckled. "You're talking about that Moonlight chick? Pink-ish color, sparkly mane, unicorn? I see you with her all the time. I just figured you guys were already an item. Not yet though, huh?" Remington didn't want to be a jerk, but he was feeling awfully insecure. The amount of vulnerability he felt when thinking about her made him feel like not talking to anyone. "We're just friends." "Oh really? So you don't mind if I made a move?" Remington gave First Base a look that should transcend meaning and not require verbal explanation. "That's what I thought. Bro, it's OK! You just gotta make your move. Everything is about making your first move. It's just like baseball. You gotta put the ball in play and see what happens. Step up to the plate and swing for the fences." Remington stayed quiet for a moment, but after realizing First Base would confront him while maintaining a boundary, he was willing to hear him out. "But what do I do after that? What do you do after you hit the ball?" "After you hit the ball, you just get to the first base. It's called a single." "And after that?" "After that?" First Base began plucking his ears of excess water. "I dunno, dude. All I know how to do is get to the first base. Everything else after that is all about how the rest of the game plays." "How do I play the rest of the game from first base?" "That's just it. You're not the only one playing the game. You have to rely on others to get you to second base and third base, and back home. You gotta put the ball in her court." First finished drying himself off and threw his towel in the laundry bin. "Who knows. Maybe she'll catch you stealing." He laughed and walked away. Remington understood everything except what stealing had meant in this context. But he knew that First was right. He needed to make a move. And it had to be tonight. The longer he puts this off, the longer it'll continue to bother him. Remington quickly snapped his uniform on and put everything in his bag along with the hairbrush and saddled it on his back. He began cantering out of the gym and to Stygian Hall, where his room was.
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Name: Angelis Gender: Female. Age: Young mare Species: Unicorn. Eye colour: Bright blue Mane/Tail/Other: Straight, long, and well brushed blonde mane, with some slightly more orange parts in it. Her tail is long as well, and matches the mane’s colors and style. She wears red rimmed eyeglasses. Physique: Her body is the one of your typical mare, except she is a bit taller than average. Residence: Ponyville. Occupation: Teacher. Cutie Mark: A triplet of white lily flowers in the middle of a golden halo, which the stems curl around said halo, and seemingly growing from it. History: Born in Prance, Angelis (nicknamed Angie by her close ones) has been raised in fancy surroundings. However, as one would have thought she would be destined to be part of the noble side, being raised among lots of younger cousins, she discovered herself a talent at taking care of foals, and thus, became a teacher. However, because Prance was a little ‘too big for what she wanted to do’, as well as her parents didn’t want her to spend her whole life in the same place, she ultimately moved away from Prance and decided to look for a smaller, less busy place to live, before eventually coming across Ponyville. Unique traits: Nothing really unique except for the fact she is able to summon a magical rapier with her magic, as she used to practice fencing back when she lived in Prance. Aside from that, her unicorn magic is pretty standard, being able to pretty much only be able to use a magical grasp. Personality: Angelis is very well mannered, very polite, always trying her absolute best not to upset anyone she talks to. Her strong Prench accent usually is a big hint of her origins, and she is very formal in her speech, so much so that hearing « I’m » instead of « I am », along with any other different word contraction would be a miracle. She is calm, soft-spoken, very sweet and caring, hardly loses her temper, and has a soft spot for younglings of any species, teenagers included. She is not really outgoing, but once spoken to, she will definitely not think twice about replying, as she is very friendly and open minded. She is delicate, and appreciate simple things, such as a stroll in the park, reading a book, shopping, or even cleaning her house. In summary : Angelis is a sweet, motherly mare who loves children, ready to let her “mommy instincts” kick in whenever it is a good time to. Appearance : Here is a rough representation of her I made using General Zoi's Pony Creator. Unfortunately, I can not show a reference for her Cutie Mark because I, myself, can't draw, and it's impossible to find on the net what I have in mind for it.
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Reference Picture: https://twitter.com/Cookieholder2/status/1277059430001995776?s=20 Name: Solar Flare Sex: Female Age: Mare Species: Unicorn Eye color: Pale yellow Coat: White with yellow hooves. Mane/Tail: Orangish brown that fades into a paler version of the same color halfway through. There are also bright yellow cloud-like shapes in various parts of both. They are fairly simply designs, long and slightly wavy. Physique: Her body is a rather healthy one, skinny, and taller than most ponies. She also has some small groups of white feathers poking out of her where a Pegasus’ wings would be, though it’s typically hard to see them against her coat. Residence: A small house in the Whitetail Woods Occupation: Healer, light mage, school nurse at Ponyville’s school of friendship Cutie Mark: A yellow sun with a Red Cross in it. This represents her skill in using light magic to heal others. She earned her mark early in her time at Celestia’s school when a friend of hers hurt themselves bad enough to break a bone. Already channeling some magic to do what she could, she discovered her ability to see the past once her hooves made contact with her friend. It was not much more than a confusing jumble of images, more so because she had never seen the world in any fashion before, but she pushed through it for her friend. Getting them to close their eyes, she channeled her light into a force assisting the natural healing process as she held the bone in place. Once it had finished and the light faded, she had her mark. Unique Traits: Sight; Solar is actually blind, for the most part. She can see the spirits of living things that are nearby, and they take the shape of the body they inhabit, so navigating a forest or a crowd is largely not a problem, but being alone in a city could pose some issues. She also has the ability to see the past of ponies she comes in physical contact with, though she mostly just uses it to help figure out how best to heal them and tries not to dig too deep. Magic; Her magic allows her to manipulate light and use it to heal others. She also knows how to use it defensively, in conjunction with some shield spells, to protect herself and others should the need arise. Pet; She owns a pet bird that helps her out in day-to-day life from navigation to grooming. He is mostly yellow in color and is named Sunny. History: Solar was born blind, she has never seen the world the way others do. Initially for her, it was mostly just sounds, smells, and touch that she had to learn how to navigate with the help of her family. Gradually, with the help of some magic experts, she learned how to use her magic to help her navigate. When she was old enough, she was sent to Celestia’s magic school, where she developed her method of magic-based navigation as well as her abilities using light magic in healing and protective capacities. She managed to make friends in the school, but she was glad to get out of the city once she graduated, eventually settling in the woods once she discovered how much she liked the “sight” of trees and friendly wildlife. She didn’t really plan to make her healing into a living, more of just when it was needed, but when the school opened, she decided it would be a good idea to try and get out of her shell a bit. She did so by getting a job there to heal the students and faculty when needed, and other patients on the side when they decided to seek her out. Character Personality: Somewhat shy, she tends to let others initiate conversations, though she has much less of an issue continuing them. Other than that though, she prefers to be the only pony around, maybe one or two friends with her. She is very kind, but is not really a pushover. She might let things slide when the only harm is making her wait a bit longer, for example, but when it matters, she will not take it laying down. Character Summary: A light magic using healer, this blind mare will heal the injured and shield them from harm.
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Hello there everypony. I'm Cameron, i'm a brony with autism. I'm new here but I've been a brony for 3 years. It's nice to meet you. I hope to become friends with all of you and discuss Pony related things. Here's my oc, his name is Prince Loveheart. He's based on my friendly and loving personality. (Uhh, is there anyway to insert image from download instead of URL? If so, please comment down below. I'm new here and I want to show my oc but I don't have a URL for it)
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Name: Shocking Sonnet, usually just goes by Spike. Sex: Male Age: Stallion Species: Unicorn Eye Color: Red-orange Character Color: A darker green, with some freckles on the face. Mane/Tail: His mane is fairly spiky, and falls towards his right side such that it mostly covers the eye and reaches down to his cheeks. In the back it reaches down to his back. His tail is also spiky, reaching down to near the ground. It starts going up, but quickly curves downward. Both are three different colors divided into sections, with an orange-yellow color being the center part of both. The next level on both sides is a dark blue, and then finally a light sky blue. Physique: He likes to keep in shape, but he’s not training for any athletic ventures, so it just skinny and keeping it that way. He’s taller than average for stallions. In his left ear he has two ring piercings, with both rings being gold. Residence: Las Pegasus home he shares with his husband, a writer named Shoddy Lore. Occupation: Musician Cutie Mark: A stylized skull that shares the same dark blue as his mane with eyes the same color as his own. He always saw it as a sign that he had picked the right genre of music to focus on, that rock and punk music was right for him. He got his mark during a school talent show, where he rocked the socks off his class and the rest of the audience. He had started somewhat hesitantly, but as he played he got more and more into the music and played with more enthusiasm and energy, his magic playing multiple instruments without him really thinking about it. After the song, he was met with stunned silence, and he was initially worried he had blown it, but they soon exploded into applause. His confidence surged as his mark appeared, cementing in his mind that this was the life for him. Unique Traits: Magic; Even though he doesn’t have a job that requires great magical skill, he’s no slouch when it comes to spell casting. He has a particular talent for electrical magic, but he dabbled in all sorts of fields so he knows all sorts of different spells, such as one that switches a creature’s gender. In fact, he sometimes uses it to get female vocals from himself or Shoddy. Instruments; He can play various musical instruments, such as drums, piano, and bass guitar, though he prefers his guitar and singing. He could technically be a one-pony band, but he tends to leave the drums for his husband to play. History: Growing up under a couple scholars of magic was rather difficult for him. He could do most of the stuff they forced him to learn, but he had little interest in what they did for a living. He had always been interested in music, ever since he picked up a spoon and hit a pot with it. This led to him doing musical pursuits in secret, playing at friends’ houses primarily until the day came when he got his mark and finally showed his parents what he loved to do. Thankfully, they ended up at least tolerating the choice, though they would sometimes try to steer him back towards more scholarly pursuits. They could appreciate the magical skill it took to play multiple instruments at once though, and that was likely the main reason they did tolerate it. When he got old enough to leave home, he did so, turning into a traveling street musician at first, perhaps some small venues like bars. It was during this time he first met Shoddy, an aspiring author, at a gig in Baltimare. They hit it off pretty fast, and became good friends for a while, until the wanderlust hit Spike again and he decided to move on. It would be hard to write letters to someone without a permanent address, so they promised to meet back up eventually. It took a while before they found each other again, and both had started making a name for themselves. They had also made a realization about love, and this time became more than friends. Eventually, they got married, and decided on making Las Pegasus home since it let Spike do his thing without leaving home as much. Over the years, they had a kid thanks to a bit of magic Spike remembered from school, and they couldn’t wait to raise it in a supportive, loving environment. Personality: He can be somewhat cocky and arrogant, especially with those he’s never met before, but it tends to tone down around folks he knows. He’s still very confident in himself, of course, but it becomes clear he really cares about his friends and family. He is very loyal to those he cares about, and he’d never cheat on Shoddy or hurt his friends knowingly. Summary: Initially an arrogant rockstar, he’s actually a real friendly guy once you get past all that outer stuff.
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From the album: Carrot Curls
Presto is Carrot Curls' pet rabbit. He's very temperamental, and doesn't like anyone except Carrot Curls. -
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Carrot Curls' custom hat. Inspired by Starswirl the Bearded's hat, but with her own customization. -
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Carrot Curls can get irritable when she loses her hat.
