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Beach Breaker


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Name: Beach Breaker

Sex: Stallion

Age: Colt

Species: Earth pony

Pelt Color: Dark teal

Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Red, gold, and green dreadlocks, with brown strips of fabric wrapped around the base of his tail, and midway down his mane.

Eye Color: There are rumors his eyes are gold, but no one's actually seen them but his parents.

Cutie Mark: Two dune stalks

Physique: Strong and tall

Origin: Gallopocous Island

Roleplay Type: Mane

Occupation: Botanist, though no one actually knows that

Motivation: In his own words? Fa I an' I 'cross dis great green t'be free of suffration, ya see it? Irie, bruddahs. Translation: to live a peaceful life in the place he loves, and make Equestria a better place in any small way he can.

Likes: The sea, nature, the outdoors, living with the land, seeing anypony and everypony having a good time, making others happy, surfing, and he has a bit of a thing for hippocamps

Dislikes: Conflict, aggression, ponies who don't live with the land, the idea of being landlocked. Though none of those things are actively disliked, they really just make him sad.

Character Summary: Beach Breaker, though he prefers Breaks, Breakie, Bray, or Beaches, is a very peaceful pony. His appearance is a little startling to anyone new to island lifestyle (and, honestly, to islanders themselves as well), and his manner of speaking does little to change that about him. His odd melding of words, half made-up slang, and vaguely musical cadence makes it nearly impossible to understand a word he has to say. That doesn't bother him, though, or stop him from talking up a storm, whether or not there are ponies around to hear him. It's usually assumed, because of how he speaks coupled with his blissed out, happy puppy personality, that he's a complete idiot, he's actually a brilliant botanist.

He lives in a shack hidden in the dunes in a less frequently travelled part of the island, but his residence is strategic. It's unobtrustive, and surrounded by acres of the natural, wild growing dune grasses in one of the few areas where they're widely undisturbed. He is working on crossbreeding the sweet dune grasses with common hay to create a sweeter tasting crop that retains all the nutritional value of Equestria's dietary staple. Though if anyone asks what he does? Well. Beg ya ta check it deep, bruddah, I be culturatin' and lovin on dem sprouts and growan good, ya? All yer snackers and vittles lie in de bashiest of hooves.

As far as his personal history goes, he'd prefer it if ponies thought he just climbed out of a dune fully formed of his own free will. And quite frankly, most of them do. He does have parents and siblings and numerous other family members, off doing naturalist work in varying corners of Equestria, and though they all love each other very much, and write from time to time, aside from their infrequent letters they have little to do with each other. When they do reunite, they simply pick right up wherever they left off as if they'd just seen each other yesterday, as opposed to last year.

All in all, he is a humble pony, leading a simple life, harboring a secret brilliance. Anypony who puts up with his incoherent babbling long enough will learn that about him. And likely get a sample of the latest treat he's grown. He's fiercely loyal and protective of anyone he has decided is part of his clan, which, honestly, tends to be anyone he's spoken to that isn't a jerk.

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