Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2014 14:16:10 GMT -6
||| SWIFT WIND |||
#Name; Swift Wind.
#Age Group ; Young adult, although she's small for her age. From a distance she looks younger.
#Orientation; Hetero.
#Gender ; Female.
#Species; Pegasus.
#Cutie Mark ; None as of yet.
#Occupation ; Thief.
#Powers and Abilities ; Swift has the standard abilities of a pegasus, although she is faster and more maneuverable than average.
#Physique ; Skinny, verging on underfed.
#Mane and fur color and style ; Star has a purple mane (cut boyishly short and which usually looks like it's been dragged backwards through a hedge) and light purple fur.
#Eye color ; Green.
#Other appearance details (optional) ; Swift's fur is seldom if ever completely clean (between her living arrangements and various other matters she tends to go a while between washing.. She tends to act and even move, as well as pitching her voice lower than normal so that she can look like a colt since there has been times when being a filly on her own on the road was a bad idea.
#Personality ;
Swift is (as she would put it) a realist, others might say a fatalist. She tends to keep herself to herself, not being sure either to trust people or not. Her upbringing (of sorts) means that she knows that any friends she might make are likely to be temporary at best and probably will betray her in the long run. She knows on a level that stealing is wrong but she justifies it as things she needs to survive, hence she almost always only steals food and then from people with food to spare. When she ran away from the orphanage in Manehatten she ran into situations where she would be in trouble as a filly. Since then she acts like a colt when with others.
When forced to talk to others she speaks as little as possible, knowing that any mistake could put her in deep strouble. She tends to avoid crowds, wearing a cloak to hide the fact that she isn't developing into a stallion. She's a little nervous about how long she can pull off the masquierade.
#History ;
Swift assumes she was born in Manehattan. Since she can remember she had lived in a orphanage, trying and failing to get a family. The one time that things seemed to be going well for her the foster parents discovered that the mother had a foal of her own on the way. Swift was unsurprised when she was returned to the orphanage before the birth. Finally, two years ago, Swift ran away from the orphanage.
Swift was woefully unprepared for life on the run. She soon discovered that she was faster and more agile than most and after spending a week on the road with no food was forced to steal from a nearby house. With a full belly and little or no real qualms about what she had done to get it Swift started stealing to get what she needed to survive. After run-ins with locals who were concerned about a filly on the road on her own Swift started acting and moving like a young colt, finding it made things less complicated.
After travelling as far as Canterlot, Swift moved into the top floor of a abandoned house, using a hole in the roof to pass to and thro while travelling out of the city to get food..The Roleplayer's Corner
#Nickname ; David.
#Age ; 40
#Gender/Preferred Pronouns ; Male/He/His
#How did you find us? ; I play Fox Fire and Jet Silvermane on the group.
#Sample RP ;
Swift awoke with a jerk from a strange if not unpleasant dream. She took a moment to remember where she was, namely in Canterlot where she had to be more careful than ever. The towns and villages she had lived in for the last two or three years had guards but she had never seen so many pegasi in the guard as in Canterlot. Her last theft had garnered enough fruit to last another day so she didn't need to risk stealing food just yet.
She walked to the hole in the roof, glad that it wasn't scheduled to rain that day. She moved the sheet covering the hole away and glanced out, backing away as a armoured pegasus flew overhead. Cursing her luck for the millionth time, Swift looked outside and again and smiled as she saw the sky was clear. She climbed out and looked around before flying a short distance away before landing in the street. Pulling her cloak up she looked around to make sure she was not being followed before starting off down the street, unsure of where she was going other than scouting out possible targets.