Pegasus Felicity Lace [Final]

[FelicityLace]

Roleplay Type: Mane Rp

Name: Felicity Lace

Sex: Female

Age: Mare

Species: Pegasus

Eye Color: Gold

Coat Color: Light Grey

Mane/Tail/Markings, Color and Style: Short, spiky, light azure mane with gold streaks/ Short light azure tail

Clothing: Varies. General outfit is a hoodie of the same blue as her mane, but is often seen wearing very expensive and fancy outfits.

Physique: small for an adult mare, an attractive slim build, not much muscle or fat.

Cutie Mark: a plain white thought bubble, represents her habit of always thinking of her next move, an aptitude for solving difficult problems, an ability to plan ahead proficiently, and her tendency to drift off into her own little world.

Origin/Residence: Born in Canterlot into an incredibly affluent

Unicorn family. Lives in her father’s enormous mansion in Canterlot.

Occupation: Never employed, no plans for employment, her father provides for her with his tremendous fortune.

Likes: Chess, Cloudsdale, Waffles, her Coltfriend, Excitement/ anything outside the ordinary daily routine, learning/trying new things, interesting problems.

Dislikes: doing things for herself (she’s accustomed to maids tending to her messes), ponies who try to make her something she is not, her mother, too much attention.

Motivation: Felicity is a very sheltered Pegasus, with next to no worldly experience other than a few social dinners, and a recent trip outside Cloudsdale with her new Coltfriend Crescent Blaze. She is currently still trying to figure out what she wants to do with her life, but at the moment she is trying to break loose from the shackles of high society, and learn and become a part of the world outside the estate grounds.

General Summary: Felicity’s birth is a bit of a mystery. In fact it is very possible that she was an accident, her father, Sky Lace, being a pegasus Royal Guard travelled quite frequently; being the charming stallion that he was there more than likely a few flings. When Felicity was born her mother did not want her and informed Sky that if he did not take her she would be putting her in a foster home. Sky did not abandon his child and took her into his custody doing what he could for the foal. Unfortunately he died in a flying accident while Felicity was an infant foal, and her mother is unknown as no pony in her family, outside of her father, ever met her and her identity died with him.

With no parents to tend to her Felicity was taken in by her godfather, Sky’s older brother Strait Lace. Strait Lace was an impotent stallion and though he mourned his brother’s passing, cherished Felicity as a gift, but his protectiveness was to a fault. Strait raised his niece as though she were his daughter, never telling her that he was actually her uncle. She was left to believe she was a small miracle, a pegasus born to two unicorns. Although he loved her so, he became possessive, and felt he needed to make sure she wouldn’t leave by raising her to depend on him. He heavily discouraged her from flying and as a foal and even went as far as to have her wings clipped; luckily this treatment didn’t take and her wings developed just fine allowing her to fly like any other pegasus. Felicity grew up with little parenting other than relatively cold advice from her “father” who seemed to her to be more intent on keeping his niece a secret to all but the closest friends of the family. She was never allowed to leave the grounds of the estate and of course as mentioned made to walk instead of fly, the only social interaction she received other than her maids and butlers was at formal gatherings with her guardian, where he would try to introduce her to young colts that she might marry for money later in life, most all of them unicorns. Her aunt was even harsher in her discontent towards her. In fact she preferred to live in a separate mansion in Trottingham, far away from Felicity and her uncle. Felicity was a bystander in her own life, and believed that the seclusion and oppression of her guardian was due to shame in her not being a unicorn. Decisions were made for her and because she had never known any different it just seemed perfectly normal to her. All of these things were done out of her uncle’s misguided affections, trying to make sure he would never lose her to the outside world.

Felicity, never knowing anything else, took to these rules and guidelines with reluctant approval. At an early age she developed a taste for fancy and expensive clothing. She knew it was nothing out of the ordinary to not wear clothes, but she would often feel embarrassed walking around undressed even just around the mansion. As she grew from foal to filly she began wondering what lay beyond the walls of the manor, but seeing as she couldn’t leave, she found other ways to entertain herself. One such mode of entertainment was chess.

Felicity’s schooling was done in private just like the rest of her life. The best tutors money could buy spent years trying to fill her brain with history, math, and science, but to no avail. Despite her high affinity for solving difficult logic problems general academic studies never seemed to stick with her. Felicity just didn’t see the point in any of these tedious studies. Why would she want to learn about what happened a thousand years ago when she hardly knew what was happening right now? What was the point of math or science if she had nothing to use it for? She scraped by with minimal passing grades, often fudged by her tutors so they themselves would not look bad.

Despite her lack of an instructor Felicity did manage to teach herself to fly, though very poorly. She would practice hovering in her room at night over her enormous bed so no one would hear her crash. Unfortunately without proper instruction and, wings weak from disuse, she never became a very strong flier. Though not very fast she is very graceful while flying and excels at dancing on the wing.

Felicity’s “father” Strait Lace, owner of the unimaginably successful Lace clothing line, was a unicorn of logic, reason and profit. So one could imagine his approval when he heard from a servant of his that his pegasus daughter had taken to chess. He would often use chess as a challenge for her, hoping that the organized stimulus would help cultivate her into a mare he could be proud of and one that would one day be worthy of taking up the business, while still being sheltered. Being older and also a very strong thinker, he beat her every time never holding back, feeling that she would not become as strong minded if he ever went easy on her. Felicity took to his challenge with an eager mind. Having nothing else to do, she practiced her strategies constantly, perfecting them, honing them into a work of art. Her constant practice didn’t pay off until she was a mare, but for her they were well worth the effort.

She had challenged her uncle to a game of chess for what must have been the thousandth time, and as usual he accepted. Strait Lace had noticed his “daughter’s” improvement over the years, as she had nearly matched his own skill in the game of wits. She was a mastermind now, a true intellect in her own little world of chess, planning and formulating her strategy fifty moves ahead for dozens of eventualities. In her intense focus she didn’t even realize it for about a minute, still lost in thought of her next move, when Strait Lace tipped his king in checkmate. She was so ecstatic she actually flitted into the air right in front of him! She had finally done it, she thought, her father must be so pleased! Strait lace was proud of Felicity for once of course, but the only praise he gave her was a “Good job, you have improved you strategy to perfection.” With that he walked away. In her mind, it seemed that not even her amazing problem solving skills could make up for being born a pegasus. Despite his short reply it was more praise than Felicity had ever received from her “father” and didn’t even notice that her cutie mark had appeared until the next day (the clothes she wore would usually cover her flank).

As a young mare Felicity still spends almost all of her time at the mansion until one day she heard some ponies by the front gate talking about how going to a party would be the perfect way to meet other ponies and have some fun. Their words had piqued her curiosity, and later that night she stole away through her bedroom window to follow the two ponies to the party they spoke of. Upon arriving she was shocked by the number of ponies dancing and the all the new kinds of music she had never heard before. It was here at this party where she met Crescent Blaze. The young stallion was appalled by the way Felicity’s parents had treated her, he wanted to share the world with this sheltered pony. They formed a romantic relationship secret to Felicity’s father, and even managed to get Felicity away to Cloudsdale, Crescent’s home town, for a few days with a white lie.

After meeting Crescent, Felicity has had a whole new world opened to her, she wants to be a part of it but is still trying to figure out how to break away from her oppressive uncle. Unless feeling safe around Crescent, Felicity is still a rather timid pony despite her new adventurous and outgoing attitude and will often escape into the confines of her own mind to escape adverse situations. As of recently she has discovered her true origin with Crescent’s help, but is having issues dealing with the truth.

[CrescentBlaze]

I look at this again and now I see there are a few grammatical errors. Just bold up the labels for the categories, make sure all the line spacing is even, touch up the spelling and grammar (sorry) and this should be ready for final.

[FelicityLace]

Tis finished! now somepony accept it already! lol

[SunsetSombra]

Looks good to me - I can't honestly see a great deal here I have a problem with, but that's just me!

[CrescentBlaze]

Crescent Blaze confirms this relationship

[Dio]

The themes present are a bit dark, but Felicity's character is solid and the fact that she is not consumed by her past is refreshing and uplifting.