Pegasus Rain Maker [Final]

[Snowshoe]

Roleplay Type: Mane

Name: Rain Maker

Sex: Female

Age: Young Mare

Species: Pegasus

Eye Color: Green

Coat Color: Pale bluish-grey

Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Blue, with a curly mane and short, straight tail.

Physique: Average for a pegasus

Cutie Mark: A winged book, representing her skill at writing and her love of going places to do so.

Origin/Residence: Cloudsdale, but for now she's out and about.

Occupation: Wandering writer, though she doesn't really have an official job.

Motivation: To see as much of the world as she can, and entertain the ponies that read her books.

Character Summary:

Rain Maker is a bit of a hothead, but mostly, she's a very pleasant young mare. She's excitable as can be, however, when it comes to the possibility of going on some kind of trip or adventure. She tends to get along with most everypony, but also has a tendency to be a bit annoying with her constant talking about adventures and stories. Nonetheless, she's still a pegasus at heart, and as a result is a bit competitive at times and has a tendency to sometimes be a bit on the headstrong and stubborn side, unless it gets in the way of her adventuring. Though she's a bit afraid of what she might find in the world, having not left Cloudsdale until recently, she knows she has to toughen up and make it through if she wants to get her stories written properly.

As for her background, there really isn't a whole lot to say. Her family was rather average, in their own way. Her mother was in the REA, and her father was one of Cloudsdale's fastest mailcolts. Nothing too exciting, but both were proud of their professions. Her mother had always been of the sort to think that it wasn't all about being a hero that was important, it was that you loved your life and did what it was you enjoyed.

Rain Maker took that advice to heart, which was the main reason she left Cloudsdale in the first place. That, and the adventures of the heroine of a popular series of books, a certain Daring Do.

Rain Maker quite enjoyed reading, and when she wasn't hanging out with her friends or practising her flying, often racing with some of the kids at the same level of flight camp as herself, she was off at the library or at home, reading some kind of book. Her favourites were always the more adventurous kinds, stories of action, intrigue, faraway places she'd never visited, and epic adventures. It wasn't long before the stories started to have a bit of an effect on the young Rain Maker. In between her chores around the house, or helping her father on his mail runs, she would often find herself daydreaming, not about the stories themselves, but about another character, and adventures she'd never heard of or read before. After enjoying the mental adventures, she realized that she wanted to get it written down before she forgot any of it.

A week later, and the few notes she had written about her daydreamed adventures had expanded. She found herself taking more time, the usual one or two line notes about the adventures or the characters becoming short paragraphs, until she realized she couldn't keep them on scrap pieces of paper around the house anymore. Rain Maker flew out and bought herself a journal, and started to write. She barely stopped writing for a few days, and eventually, the journal was filled with the first draft of her adventure novella, which she showed to her friends...along with the cutie mark that had appeared on her flank while she wrote. She would never have expected her special talent to be writing, but it had just seemed so natural when she started writing that, on hindsight, Rain wondered why she'd never thought of it before.

Inspired by the praise she got from her friends and family about her writing ability, she decided she wanted to expand it, and make her short story into something big. But to do that, Rain Maker realized she couldn't stay in Cloudsdale. Imagination was one thing, but living an adventure was another, and she realized that the more people she met, the more places she saw, the better her books could be. So she said goodbye to her parents, stuck a few blank journals and writing supplies in her saddlebag, and went out. She had no first spot in mind, but she knew a few things. She knew she loved flying, and meeting new people. She knew her heart had always longed for adventures of some kind, and she knew that she was free to go where she pleased and experience the world, and she wasn't going to let that go.

[MyLittlePonyTales]

How is this Application coming along?

[Snowshoe]

Good, I'm done, just forgot to switch over the tag when I was.

[brianblackberry]

I am digging this.

For Great Justice!

[Skye]