Firebolt Posted January 29, 2012 Report Share Posted January 29, 2012 Roleplay Type: World of Equestria RP Name: Hawkeyes Sex: Male Age: Stallion Species: Pegasus Eye Color: Blazing Red Coat Color: Jet Black Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: His mane and tail are fake, made of magically lightened metal and fastened on by a series of piercings. They are painted Blazing Red and Jet Black. Physique: Massive, rugged, scarred in many places. Strangely, he is lacking wings. Cutie Mark: As his flank is always concealed by his cape, one only has his word to tell that it is a falcon's eye. Origin/Residence: He was born on the road, in his nomad family's camp outside of the Whitetail Wood. He tends to stay very close to camp, so wherever his Clan roams, there he will be. Occupation: Technically, warding his Clan's flanks when they travel, and watching for danger ahead. These days, he tends to trail behind the rest of them, claiming to prefer rear-guard duty. Motivation: At the moment, he appears to be utterly lost about what to do with himself. Likes: Solitude and peace, proving himself Dislikes: Too much attention, has an extreme pathological hatred of failure, most likely related to the loss of his wings. Character Summary: History: He grew up wild and strong, living the nomadic life that his ancestors before him had always lived. Lacking nothing that truly matters, he became an adept fighter under the tutelage of his father, Chillwind, and learned well from his Clan's Elders once he was of age. After his Mark appeared, he realized that his special gift was that of a keen and discerning eye, so much so that he excelled even beyond the rest of his winged bretheren. It became a regular habit for him to challenge griffons to contests involving eyesight. It was rare that he would lose. He used his skill to spot any signs of stalking predators, and saved his Clan much trouble whenever he was scouting out their way through the clouds. All of that changed.Somewhere over the mountains near Whitetail Wood, he strayed too far from the protective blanket of warriors that always flew out around the main body of pegasi. His normally sharp vision was blurred by the incredibly dense cloud-cover they had been forced to fly into. He noticed movement to his left, then his right, and suddenly, all around him. It was erratic, strange, and like nothing he had ever flown with before. Further details are lacking, as he refused to explain any further what happened to him, even to his own mother and father. All that anypony knows is that after hearing him cry out for help and aide, the Clan searched fruitlessly for several hours and could not locate him. Things were made worse by the terror they could clearly hear in his voice. As far as they knew, the stalwart stallion feared nothing, and had faced peril a thousand times over without flinching.They finally found him when the clouds dissipated just before sunset. It would be unwise to relate his injuries here beyond saying that they were extensive, and that he no longer had mane, tail, or the most horrifying, wings. It was many months before he fully recovered from his wounds. And then, he was still grounded. He felt responsible for his fate, and foolish that his skill had not been enough to save him. He became a hollow shell of the pony he had been. Even when they found a skilled unicorn to fashion an enchanted cloak, legbands, and hoofcovers that allowed him to run through the sky as easily as he could on land, it did nothing to cheer him. He tried replacing his mane and tail using enchanted metals from the same unicorn, but for him, it was never the same. Now, he keeps himself as a pony apart, and mulls over thoughts he rarely expresses to anypony. Parents: His whole Clan has tried with valiant effort to restore his spirits, all of his siblings and his mother and father doing their best to include him in any way they can. While it is plain enough to see that he still cares deeply for his family, that care is marked by the same tragic sadness that touches every aspect of his life. Cutie Mark: He was early into his colt years when he received it. He was out searching for a lost foal with his older brothers Firebolt and Redwing, and they had been getting nowhere. They were in the Painted Pinto Desert, flying through craggy canyons and calling out the little female's name, to no avail. Then, in a crevasse far below them, Hawkeyes caught a small glimpse of the sun reflecting off of her terrified eye, and signaled for the others to join him. At that moment, his flank flashed, and he knew what his talent was. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MyLittlePonyTales Posted January 31, 2012 Report Share Posted January 31, 2012 How is this Application coming along? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Firebolt Posted February 1, 2012 Author Report Share Posted February 1, 2012 Technically, it's complete, but I can't have two FINAL applications going at one time. So I'll just switch it once Athkore is approved. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
brianblackberry Posted February 5, 2012 Report Share Posted February 5, 2012 A bit dark but I don't think too dark and we had crippled and disabled ponies before.For Great Justice! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Skye Posted February 10, 2012 Report Share Posted February 10, 2012 This does seem a bit dark, but I'll approve it anyhow. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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