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||| Zyrkon (Clover Card) |||
Zyrkon
Pony Form
#Name; Zyrkon (Pony Name: Clover Card)
#Age Group ; Adult
#Orientation; Pansexual
#Gender ; Male
#Species; Changeling (Unicorn)
#Cutie Mark ; A playing card representing Ace of Clubs with a 4-leaf clover instead of Clubs emblem.
#Occupation ; Biology teacher, gambler (Never bets his bits though. Chips only)
#Powers and Abilities ; As a changeling, he possesses the powers of his kind, but he also has a broader knowledge on the biological structure of ponies, one of the perks from his previous occupation (Coroner).
#Physique ; Slim
#Mane and fur color and style ; As changeling, his mane, tail and wings are green like emeralds. As pony, his mane and tail are sun-yellow, often brushed and with a 4-leaf clover hairpin, and his fur is slightly toward orange, compared to his mane.
#Eye color ; Green (Red, as a pony)
#Personality ;
Ever since his newfound individuality, Zyrkon stopped being cold and calculating like he used to, instead becoming a curious and love-hunger, with an intense desire to find a way to "cure" himself and perhaps other changelings from their "curse", believing that only a deeper biological analysis of the kind they want to perfectly replicate is the only way to evolve beyond this. But don't let that make you think he's a heartless individual that likes to cut ponies up: deep inside he believes he can love and be loved all the same, he believes that someone will someday understand him, and thus he does his best to help others and listen to them, he genuinely cares for them. Fears of being found out by guards are only clouded by his hopes for a better future for himself, his kind and those around him, but said fear still serves for him to keep his secrets to himself in order to keep living his quiet life. Fame, power, wealth... Those words means nothing on the hooves of this dreamer.
#History ;
Before abandoning his hive, Zyrkon was one of those who worked hard for the sake of his hive, spying on ponies day and night, observing how they use their magic, and even coming with the brilliant plan of making an orphanage where almost every foal would be a changeling disguised. However his queen never thought of his plans seriously and, one day, she booted him from the hive, telling him to be grateful to not have him executed because he tried to carry on with his plans without her permission.
Exiled, Zyrkon's desire to do things for his hive, even after he had been rejected in every way possible, just increased. He wanted to learn, he wanted to savehis hive, his kind... He hadn't realized it yet, but he wanted to be truly loved by someone, and back then that "someone" was his queen and his hive, his family. To pursue further knowledge, he applied for working as a coroner in Las Pegasus. That was perfect: his job in the morgue allowed him to study ponies' bodies in as much detail as he wanted. And to top it off, he had spare time for gambling and getting acquainted with the ladies that liked those crazy stallions that were not afraid to lose all their paycheck in the cards. He never admited, he never was caught, but he used of cheating to keep a steady amount of bits while purposely losing a large sum from time to time to keep himself from climbing the social pyramid.
But his whole life was about to change. One night, after going out with one of the game mares that went with him, he received a call to go to the morgue immediately. There his job partner asked him to cover for him on that night because his granddaughter was about to be born and there was only one body left to study. Zyrkon of course agreed to and took the matter on his own hooves, not knowing this body was much alive. Clover Card was this stallion's name, he had been shot by gangsters who found out about his cheating at the Poker game against one of their "brothers". This body had been sent there, but how did no one notice Clover was still alive?! Something was off, but he would guess that the gangsters had a hoof in covering the story. He knew his time was running out, but he had a few words to share with this changeling in disguise:
"My wife, she lives in Ponyville. I told her that I wouldn't gamble dangerously this time, but I messed up. Don't let her know I'm dead, do whatever you need to, even hide my body after I die. But don't reveal the truth. Please."
Zyrkon found himself with a tough choice to make... He didn't know about this stranger, so he had to be like him? But if he did so, he would be unable to study ponies' biology here, he would need to move to a place even farther from his hive than he had ever been... He didn't know why, but he nodded in response, agreeing to protect Clover Card's secret before the unicorn passed away. The wallet of this stranger was there too, luckily for him. He quickly took the name and image of this pony's wife and son to his mind: The young blue pegasus colt named Sky High, the pretty white and red nurse named Tea Shots. The cutie mark of hers was something easy to keep in mind: a syringe with two leaves crossed over the needle. There was so much for him to ask, but... It was too late.
He had left Las Pegasus, wearing his new form a mile or so from its border. The morgue and the real body? A mysterious explosion had happened, none of the bodies has been ever found by the cops, they ruled the possibility of a gang's attack because the said gang had tagged the building.. Or had they? It was all his plan: he destroyed this pony's body completely so he would not be declared dead, then he prepared an explosion and tagged the outside of the building so the blame would fall upon the gang. As for him... He had to be Clover Card from now on. For the sake of a loving wife and a happy son that still awaited for their caring Clover Card to come home.The Roleplayer's Corner
#Nickname ; Tsuki
#Age ; 28
#Gender/Preferred Pronouns ; Male
#How did you find us? ; Mention in a Skype Conversation
#Sample RP ;
"How long has it been already? A month? No... Just three weeks... Since I abandoned my dream job and applied for the position of someone's body double... His face"
"Mr Clover, please tell us another of those stories?"
"He left me a heavy burden... But I guess a dying pony's words are meant to come true someday..."
"Mr Clover, please tell us about the time you lost a bet and had to earn your stay in Las Pegasus."
With a brief sigh, Clover cards stopped drawing the food chain for some seconds, before responding to his students in a calm tone: "Sorry, today ain't a day for stories. We are a week behind in biology and we must resume our studies." And thus he resumed his drawing of the food chain on the blackboard. But not for long. Soon after, a filly asked a question that made everyone, even Clover Card, widen their eyes at her. "Mr Clover, Mr Clover, when will we cut open a frog?!", that was her question, made with an unusual level of excitement. "We won't be cutting anyone or anything open. We will only see that in the books and maybe I'll have a synthetic replica for a close-up inspection.", Clover Cards regained his composure with this response and continued today's lesson on food chain.
"I can feel it... They love me as their teacher. Their smile and eagerness to learn... This kind of reminds me about myself a little... Studying ponies with such excitement."
The bell rang, and it was then time for the foals to leave. They were as excited to leave as to learn, which made Zyrkon curious, but for his "instinct" as Clover Card... This was perfectly normal, yes. He didn't hold then overtime, just letting them know about a small pop quiz for tomorrow that will count as a bonus for their grades. And, after cleaning the room and organizing the papers, he left the classroom and headed towards home, as his thoughts about this all continued to flow in his head.
"It's so hard to believe this... I'm now a father, I have a wife, a job that involves teaching... And I never felt so loved before. I must care of them well. Not only for Clover Card himself, but for them."
