Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2013 12:27:37 GMT -6
||| QUILL |||
#Name; Quill
#Age Group ; Adolescent
#Gender ; Female
#Species; Pegasus
#Cutie Mark ; A simple white quill pen.
#Occupation ; Despite her age, she is the proud owner of a small quill and ink shop in Ponyville, the profits from which help her barely scrape by.
#Powers and Abilities ; While her main talent is writing, she has also developed a useful skill of making high-quality quills.
#Physique ; Tall, long-legged, and scrawny.
#Mane and fur color and style ; The front part of her mane is combed neatly, but the rest of her hair is mostly left to its own devices. Naturally, it's a dark grey, nearly black color, but she dyes the tips of it blue. Her fur is grey.
#Eye color ; A pale blue-grey color.
#A more thorough description (optional) ;Quill has never been particularly athletic and it shows. Her limbs are thin and long, a paragon of teenage awkwardness. Her right eye is generally half-covered by her hair, which is brushed neatly into a swoop across her forehead. Her tail is kept short and is normally very messy, unless she expects to go somewhere important. As for her fur, it's a rather light shade of grey.
#Personality ;
Quill is a very curious young pegasus. She loves learning new things, no matter what the subject. Although she is cheerful and usually amiable when addressed, she still has few acquaintances. This is due to her shy, awkward nature which hinders her ability to proactively make friends. Still, she doesn't mind the loneliness so much, as she lives alone. She spends most of her time either running her shop or writing, so she doesn't really go out and meet ponies anyway.
To many people she comes across as sarcastic, which is exactly what she is. Quill is very witty and tends to hide behind that when she isn't sure how to act in a situation, even though that's nearly always. Strangely enough, though, she's rather popular with foals. This could be due to her affable disposition, or her tendency to treat them more like equals than inferiors.
Despite being a pegasus, she dislikes flying and generally avoids it. Because of this, her skills are rather...lacking in that department. Had she stayed in Cloudsdale, she would not have passed her flight exams. Not that it matters, since she avoids speaking or even thinking about her time in Cloudsdale. Should someone bring up a related topic, she becomes shifty and nervous, quickly diverting the conversation to something less uncomfortable.
#History ;
This young pegasus was born in Cloudsdale, to two highly intelligent ponies. She was the second and final of their two children, coming some time after their son Pi. She was raised there, her childhood serving to condition her for a career in some form of math or science. However, Quill always knew that she had no desire to do that for a living, regardless of how interesting it may be. She had a passion for writing and she was determined to make that her career.
Due to her eagerness and tenacity, she earned her cutie mark at a rather young age. In school, her teacher had assigned the class a creative essay to be completed in a week, which she turned in the very next day. After receiving a top grade and enthusiastic comments from the teacher on the project, she realized that she loved to write. The quill did not appear on her flank, though, until she entered and won a short story contest in the local newspaper.
However, her parents were displeased with it and attempted to push her even harder towards math and science. Of course, none of their attempts worked in the slightest. As a young teen, she had a huge fallout with her parents and was forced to leave home. She took all the bits she had earned from a part-time job at a book store and wandered from small town to small town, finally settling in one called Ponyville. There, she used the last of her bits to rent a tiny building and set up shop. She lives in the upper story, eating meagerly and awaiting the day she'll get published.The Roleplayer's Corner
#Nickname ; Quill, Navy, Sam, Samwell, Samwise, Samprettyclever/prettygood, whatever you wanna call me.
#Age ; 17
#Gender ; Male
#How did you find us? ; I used to be all over this place like mosquitos on my dad on a summer afternoon.
#Sample RP ;
A young pegasus flew at top speed (which was still not very fast) out of her parents' cloudy home. This particular pegasus was light grey and had tears brimming in her eyes. Her name was Quill, and she had just been disowned.
Her first stop was the very edge of the city, where she could sit on a cloud and calm down. She had always just assumed her parents would eventually come to accept her, even though she would never be what they wanted her to be. Quill had never hated being wrong quite as much as she did at that moment. The softness of the cloud was a small comfort as she buried her face in her hooves and cried, not caring if anypony was around to see.
She knew, of course, that as soon as she was calm again she would have to make plans. She had a good amount of bits saved up in the bank from her part-time job, as she almost never spent any. She could stay in Cloudsdale and continue to work there, if she liked. Pi would let her stay with him. Yet she found she didn't want to be anywhere near her parents--not even in the same city. As her tears began to flow again, she made up her mind. She would leave Cloudsdale.