Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2012 22:02:47 GMT -6
||| Scootaloo |||
#Name; Scootaloo
#Age Group ; Foal
#Gender ; Filly
#Species; Pegasus
#Cutie Mark ; None......yet. I’m getting there though!
#Occupation ; I’mma CUTIE MARK CRUSADER! ….And I guess I’m a student, too...
#Powers and Abilities ; Powers? Well...that’s a weird way to put it. I guess I’m pretty good with my scooter. Even though I....well, I can’t fly yet...I can still use my wings to speed up on my scooter! And....uh....that’s about it. Oh! The other Crusaders tell me I can reall rock the drums.
#Physique ; M-My Physique? Um....Average, I guess? I don’t think I’m out of shape....
#Mane and fur color and style ; My mane is....um....What’d they call it...”Moderate Clarise.” Or something. Purplish pink, I guess. I keep it short. It works better for flying. Or something. I dunno, I think that’s why Rainbow Dash keeps it that way. My fur’s orange, when it isn’t covered in dust from some awesome jump I pulled off.
#Eye color ; My eyes are purple-ish. But not the same as my mane...they’re lighter, see? *Blinks rapidly*
#Personality ;
Alright, let’s see....I like flying and going fast and ice cream and other ponies and I-What? Oh...Oh, like that? Alright. Well, I guess you could say I’m a daredevil. I love going real fast and doing really fun stuff. I hate waiting around for things to happen. I just start pacing around and going all crazy until I finally just break and go do something just to do it. Most other ponies are pretty cool...I like meeting ponies and making friends, but I’d really much rather just hang out with the friends I’ve already got. Older ponies are alright, too, usually. Oh, but I hate bullies! And if you see that Diamond Tiara, you tell her that this is far from over. You hear me you stuck up brat? FAR! FROM! OVER!!!
….*cough* Uh....Anyway....My idol’s totally Rainbow Dash. She’s like...the most awesome flier in all of equestria! I wanna be just like her when I grow up. She’s really cool, and really smart, and really talented, and really AWESOME! I like the Wonderbolts, too! Some day, I’m gonna grow up and be on the Wonderbolts right right alongside Rainbow Dash, and that’ll be the greatest thing ever.
#History ;
...Alright, I usually don’t talk to ponies about this, but I was actually born in Manehattan. My parents brought me out here just after I was born, and I’m still here. They’re...not always around. My dad’s a pegasus. He’s a geologist, actually. It’s funny if you think about it a bit. My mom’s a geologist too, but she does some stuff different from my dad. She’s a unicorn. I think he studies the rocks and stuff and my mom studies the gems. Or something like that. Anyway, it means that they aren’t around much, and never really were. But it’s not like I live alone or anything! When they’re out of town (Which they usually are), I stay with Miss Cherilee. She’s like my 3rd cousin once removed or something weird like that. She’s pretty cool, but it’s hard to go out and have fun because she ALWAYS makes me do my homework.
Anyway, I grew up here and started going to the Ponyville school. Most of the others are pretty nice, but there were always a few bullies. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon are the two meanest fillies in the world. But it’s ok, because I also have the best friends ever! Sweetie Bell, Applebloom, and I became the CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS! We’re working on the copyright now. Also, we just opened a chapter in Manehattan, and we’re always looking to expand! Eventually, each and every one of us is gonna get our Cutie Marks, and we’re not gonna stop trying every talent we can think of until we do. Even after we get our Cutie Marks, we’re gonna help all the fillies and foals who haven’t gotten theirs yet find what they’re good at. Some day, I just know I’ll find my special talent. And I really, really hope it has something to do with flying!
The Roleplayer's Corner
#Nickname ; Max Kodan
#Age ; 24
#Gender ; Male
#How did you find us? ; See Thunderlane
#Sample RP ;
“Ok, so forty-nine divided by 7...” The orange face scrunched up as she stared at the paper. She knew how to get the answer. She definitely knew. Still, the tip of the quill began to leave a small splotch of ink in the corner where she tapped it. It was....ok, look at the first one, then...count up? Or, no, 7 divided by 4 was.....no, that wasn’t it. It was so easy! The answer was right on the tip of her brain, all she had to do was write it.
“Of course, it’s-!” She called to nopony in particular. A calculated bluff, designed to jog her memory. It didn’t work. “Never mind...” She leaned her head on her hoof, staring dejectedly down at the paper. It was no surprise, really. Her mind was a total blank. “Can’t I finish this later? I’m supposed to be meeting the girls at the clubhouse for a super important Crusader meeting!” She moaned, turning in the chair and hooking a leg over the back to keep her steady. Cherillee only gave her a look, but it was clear. Homework first, then playtime. She groaned and turned around, staring at the figures on the paper. It was the last problem she needed to do before sweet, sweet freedom was hers. She wracked her brain so hard she nearly felt a blood vessel pop. Sweetie Bell was really good at this. What had she said about it? Something about counting....counting by....the little number?
“Hm....Seven, Fourteen, Twenty-one, Twenty-Eight, Thirty-five, Forty-two, Forty-” She stopped. Eureka! A huge grin spread across her face as she scrawled a hasty answer to the problem overtop of the line, then nearly knocked the chair over as she jumped out of it. She didn’t even wait for her temporary guardian to check over the homework. Over her shoulder, she yelled out. “All done Miss Cherilee!! I’ll be back later!” And she was out the door.