Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2015 16:14:54 GMT -6
||| Full Throttle|||
#Name; Full Throttle
#Age Group ; Young adult
#Orientation; Pansexual
#Gender ; Male
#Species; Pegasus
#Cutie Mark ; A gauge that displays the colors green, yellow, and red with the black 'needle' of the gauge in the peak of the red.
#Occupation ; Wild Cartographer and Travel Guide writer. He makes a large part of his living by mailing in maps he makes of the less traveled areas between cities and guides about towns, cities, and dangerous areas. When in a town and sort of coin he usually puts himself to work doing some form of simple manual labor to make a few bits to rub together before he moves on to the next adventure.
#Powers and Abilities ; Wind Rider- Due in part to a large wing span but mostly to a lot of practice Full Throttle is very skilled at riding the wind to boost his speed, even riding the jet streams of powerful storms.
#Physique ; Full Throttle has a power build, larger and more solid then most pegasi.
#Mane and fur color and style ; Full Throttle has a dark gray mane and tail except for a air of white streaks going down his tail, he keeps his mane styled in a Mohawk claiming it 'helps with turning like a rudder!". His fur is a light green.
#Eye color ; Dark Green
#A more thorough description (optional) ; Full Throttles larger physique would usually mean he would have a bit harder time flying, this is balanced out by a pair of larger then normal wings. While not huge they look big on his build and tend to be fairly eye catching. They don't give him a high speed but allow him to glide with ease and catch the wind easier like sails. In addition to the Mohawk his head gets attention from the silver piercings around the top edge of his ears and the tattered tips of his ears. He is usually seen wearing a black leather vest whose large pockets allow it to also act as a saddle back for ease of traveling with his cartographer gear and a few supplies.
#Personality ;
Full Throttle lives up to his name. Living his life to the fullest. His goal is to see as much of the world as he can before the end. He is not content with just hitting the cities he wants to see the areas no one stops in, the wild and untamed places of the world that everyone just fears or avoids. He actually prefers the untamed areas where weather is random and he can get the most speed from riding the wind. Other ponies, cities... are not his favorite. He is a bit shy around other people though covers it with a scowl or a fierce expression he doesn't open up to people easily but those he befriends he is utterly and completely loyal to. To those few he calls friends he would move the moon by hoof if he had to in order to help them.
In love Full Throttle doesn't have a favored gender or even species but again those interested in him might have trouble gaining access to his heart and if he is interested he tends to avoid that person because of fear of love tying him forever in one place. There is so much left of the world he hasn't seen. So much to explore and if he is going to do it he can't sit around in a white picketed fence
Full Throttle doesn't much care for the traditions of Equestria, the rules it has girded itself in nor does he pay much heed to it's rulers. To him he sees little sense of making someone a ruler just because they figured out how to grow or were born with wings and a horn and sheer power to raise the sun or bring darkness isn't enough to impress him. He has seen the untamed places and seen how much power resides in them. He is not afraid to express this to anyone who makes the mistake of asking.
#History ;
As a youngster Throttle's life was fairly boring. He was born into the lives of his father, Castle, a champion chess and his mother, Double Root, A math professor in Canterlot. They were not bad people but to them excitement was a thrilling chess game or doing equations. They were both Earth Ponies so a bit surprised and bewildered by their Pegasus son. They tried to do right by him and give him a highly structure life like they liked and for years he went along with it. The structured math lessons, the daily chess sessions, the reading from the dictionary. Day in and day out. The other ponies his age found him quite dull and didn't hang out with him very much and flight camp he just didn't stand out... that was until an unexpected storm came.
It was a perfect storm, a couple storms that had been larger then intended converged and overwhelmed the Pegasus that tried to hold them back from flight camp. Throttle had been out on a solo flying lesson, his dull green eyes looking bored at the world beneath him and then he heard it. The whistling wind, the crashing storm. It zoomed towards him at high speeds and his wings were not strong enough to take him above it... and that was the best thing that happened to him. As the winds reached him his wings caught it after a battle to stay airborne he found he could stay aloft... that he could fly on the edge of the wing. He was afraid at first. The wind was carrying him faster then he had ever gone. His large size and ungainly wings meant he didn't fly very fast but he wind... the wind carried him and he found himself rushed off by the wrath of the storm far from flight camp. He laughed at the unfamiliar ground below him, at the speed, at the rush and he stopped fighting the wind and started working with it.
He learned to harvest it, to use the wind, and he soared far before he finally stopped to rest and that is when he noticed it. Throttle who had been being called Blank Flank by the crueler ponies at the camp now had a glorious cutie mark and as a side effect from the initial fright two white streaks in his tail. He hadn't even noticed them with how much fun he had been having and now he stood far from the camp. From the city, resting atop an old old tree and looked across the canopy and marveled at the uncontained beauty of this obviously wild area and grinned. He was still grinning when the camp consular found him. As they lectured him. He couldn't help it he had seen the world outside of the box and had fallen in love with it.
Over the years he went to the edge of things as fast as he could. To get away from the city, to be outside of the norm because there he found himself at home, in joy. His parents were confused by the filly and how he was changing. The piercing, the odd want to explore outside the rules but... he was staying healthy and he was happy... something he had not been in math or chess and so they supported it. The piercing had shocked them but not as much as his choice of career or when he got old enough his choice to let the wind guide him. They hugged him goodbye... as he flew away from Canterlot and while he writes often he has yet to return.The Roleplayer's Corner
#Nickname ; Jax
#Age ; 32 (DANG I AM OLD)
#Gender/Preferred Pronouns ; Male/He/Him
#How did you find us? ; Oddly enough... trying to find a Steven Universe RP site. Found a post of Whammy trying to find people that were interested and followed a link in his profile
#Sample RP ;
The Pegasus looked at the pony before him as was obviously boggled as he looked up from his apple cider. He shook his head as he took another sip smacking his lips before responding.
"Canterlot? Why da hay ya wanna know about dat boring place? Yeah. Ya heard ma right. Ah called it boring. See... Canterlot it's always... this bright, always cheerful, always.... white... place... and sometimes when dings are dat bright it is hard ta see the colors, hard to see without da dark. Yeah Canter has some big parties, some nice museums if ya are inta dat stuff but it is so...well behaved. Ah swear ah was crawling out of ma skin there. Had ta hoof it out of dere as soon as ah could."
He shook his head. Usually he wasn't this responsive to strangers but... it had been a really really good day.
"Naw... dat isn't where ya wanna go. Hit Applelousa, ga ta da Crystal Empire, or skip dem both and explore da lands between. Da places na one goes. Dere is dis... whole untouched world out dere. Winds dat drift from da four corners of da map. Don't be boring. Explore!"
He couldn't help but scowl at the doubtful look on the ponies face and sighed.
"Naw fa ya. Well fine. Go, be wit da other puppets. Ma... Ah am thinking of heading west. What is dere?... ah have na idea... dat is da whole point"