OC Character Thread 1(THREAD CLOSED: PLEASE POST NEW OCs TO BRAND NEW CHARACTER SHEET THREAD 3 ABOVE)

Lorthalis of Crows wrote:

Name: Nyx (Faerie Fire, when talking to mortals)

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Weaknesses: Iron burns at the touch, and disables magic.

I think a better way to phrase this would be "The touch of iron burns her and disables her magic."

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Gear: Halberd, Saddle Bags, rain-cloak, spelunking kit, and a flute.

A spelunking kit? Like, a lantern with 4 flasks of oil, a hammer and 8 pitons, 100 feet of silk rope, a grappling hook, crampons, pitons, ropes, and other tools?


Approved. The gear list amused me.

Darth Quadro wrote:

Name: Igneous The Iron Scaled

Approved. Do another Khaos-length history and I will end you. O_O;

Name: Requiem  EDIT: Name changed to Naina
Race: Anthrofied Tiger Shark Girl
Age: 22
Hair: Red with orange highlights (She likes to dye the hair in different colors at times)
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: greyish-blue eyes, usually has a shy expression when she isn't shy.
Distinguishing Features: Her walking on two legs, abnormally long tail, a tattoo on her dorsal fin, beads around her right ankle and ear-beads.
Appearance in image:
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Her bites are stronger than of a usual tiger shark, but she rarely uses them, and she is very agile. She can also bash her enemies with her strong tail.
EDIT (With Dual's approval): Naina can float whenever and wherever she wants, much like Discord.
Weaknesses: Even though she's a shark, she is still weaker than a pony of any kind.
Occupation: Works at a local spa
Gear: She usually wears simple shirts of various colors with a large collar that exposes both her shoulders, a soft blue collar around her neck and denim shorts.
History: Requiem used to be an ordinary tiger shark of a female gender. One day, when she went too close to the land, where Discord just so happened to be relaxing and bored. So out of boredom, once he saw Requiem, he 'cursed' her by making her anthrofied. Once he did that, he escaped, leaving the anthrofied Requiem behind on the beach, filled with confusion. She was later found by the ponies who happened to be working at the local spa and was taken in with them to be raised. They taught her how to speak, eat, all the skills required to not look 'weird' in the society, and most importantly, how to do a good massage. Requiem now lives in Horseshoe bay, close enough to the sea so she can have her daily swims, and next to the spa where she works in.
Personality: Usually cheerful, rarely gets angry, enjoys a good talk and likes to go to various parties in her free time.
Current Home: Horseshoe bay
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Naina's theme

Name: Nattonva F'ann Drasvangar

Race: Teterian (Male)

Age: 83

Mane: Centimetre thick, very dark green, vine like hair that goes down to just below his ears and tapers to points. 

Coat: Skin: A lighter green then his hair, more like healthy grass then pine needles. The areas that don't need to bend much are extra thick and toughed, meaning you'd have to really try to get through it. If you tap his skin, some areas will sound like you're hitting wood. 

Cutie mark.: None

Distinguishing Features: 
He's a nine and a half foot tall, near three foot wide green plant alien with freaky eyes and no belly button. Around his three eyes (Which look like This) Are red, jagged and mostly straight lines, tattooed onto his face. His hands are symmetrical, a thumb on either side of his palm, ring finger and middle finger the longest fingers and the same length, the index and pinkie fingers being slightly shorter but also the same length.
His feet are very large, with three large toes sticking out the front, each ending in a large, vicious looking brownish claw. Two more of these toes, and claws, stick out backwards from his heels. Meant to draw nutrients and water from the soil, these feet with their nasty claws are able to get through stone and rock to get to dirt, and are able to crumble concrete if they get a good grip on it. 

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc):
While Teterians by nature can't project magic, they can use the natural magic they have inside them on themselves, if they train themselves to of course. Nattonva can channel his magic to make movements like swinging an arm or foot that little bit faster, use his ability to tap into the nervous system of plants and creatures to make blows that little more painful by giving them a nasty transfer of magic and can use it to speed up his already very quick and powerful healing. Normally a Teterian can regrow a limb in the time it takes someone of a more normal race to heal a broken bone, but by speeding up his natural healing, Nattonva can regrow a severed arm in about thirty seconds. However, it does take up as much energy as it it would normally take to regrow a limb, just instantly. 

However, severing a limb is going to be difficult. As mentioned before their skin is highly tough, to the point were some bullets won't pass all the way through it. On top of this the rest of him is tough as well, thanks to their thickened cell structure. This makes them both durable and very, very strong. Nattonva has a scary level of strength, like all Teterian Males, the big green Hulks of the Galaxy. 

The secret to this immense strength is the fact that there is a genetic mutation in the males that means their bodies produce a higher level of steroids, giving them a much bulkier physique and a very, very painful childhood (Growing pains is a very fitting term here.) This also gives them another interesting ability. 
When hurt, their brains will pump out more steroids and adrenalin, meaning they will keep going until they finally realise they're dead. So you have to make sure you kill them dead quite quickly. A Teterian Male that's had it's legs blown off will try and drag itself at you and beat you up with it's foot before admitting it can't fight and should be dead. 

The only other natural abilities they have are related to their senses. They can pick up vibrations through the ground and sense were things are within a certain distance of them, forty to fifty feet depending on the size of the thing moving, Their eyes are also very good, sharp, able to zoom in slightly and able to still see in a much lower light level then a pony. The one in their forehead is a little odd though. through it, they can 'See' energy, like electricity and magic. It's more that they can sense it, but to make sense of it their brain gives them an overlay to visualise it for them. 

That's it for their natural powers. Onto what Nattonva is good at himself. 

He's a fighter, learned in a few forms of martial arts, some from his own race, some from others, but the weapons he truly trusts and uses are swords and shields. He is very good at using both, but can use anything as a weapon really. From hitting you with a high tech halberd to wrapping a table around your head. It's what his role is in life and society, and so that is what he must be good at. 

That and flower arranging. He does like flower arranging. 

Weaknesses: 
Fire. Extreme heat will cause a horrible, agonising death as all the water running through their system evaporates, forming blisters on their skin that pop and tear, releasing the water from their bodies. Once dried out they burn like paper, and voilà, roasted Teterian. A little crispy maybe, but certainly dead. 

Along with heat they can't do without water. Water is vital to them, and they drink a lot of it. That and nutrients. Given their plant biology, the only thing they truly need to eat is meat, for the protein. So, they can in fact starve if given normal food and not a nice bit of dirt to stand in. 
Light is also another thing they can't do without. As the sun sets, so do they, for in pitch blackness they cannot move at all. This scares them as well, a leftover inbuilt trait from their tribal stage, were the Mammalian Monsters of the night could hunt them down with ease. 
(A note. Give a Teterian all of these things, Water, Light and Food, and you have something with unlimited stamina for as long as they have them)

A weakness unique to the males is that they're not the brightest tools in the shed. The most effective, yes, but not the brightest. Certainly not stupid though, but you're unlikely to find one that's a scientist or mathematician. They are very logical and straight forward thinkers, taking the most direct route to dealing with a problem rather then a convoluted one. Locked door in the way and you need to get through it? Don't pick the lock, smash it down or blow it up. 

Another thing to do with their minds is an odd one, and not natural. Given the male's powerful nature, they are always socially conditioned to be good and follow orders. This is a weakness in the fact it makes them a little bit, Uniform, in a way. Perfect for a military or for manual labour, but as individuals they don't bloom as much compared to the other genders, too used to having to work or follow orders. 
It's for a good reason though, because you really don't want one of these guys going rogue and having nasty thoughts of murder and such. 

Occupation: Military Security Guard. 

Gear: Power armour with built in lights, water and nutrient storage to keep it's wearer going. Completely covers him from head to claws, the power armour claws being bladed and very nasty looking. The suit also has a built in tower shield on the left arm, which actually covers the hand and can fold up to a smaller size. The shield can also get a little bigger, parts folding out and angling backwards at about forty five degrees and when it does this a projected layer of magic solidifies in front of it just above it's surface. The magic shielding can be broken though, under enough constant bombardment, and once activated the Super Shield can't be moved, so it's more for pure defending then going on the offensive with a good defence.   

Speaking of which, the suit has four offensive measures. One, the foot claws. The second, and more readily used, is the sword, the scabbard built into the suit.  The sword is five feet long (Folds down to three foot for storage), and Nattonva can easily wield it in one hand. It's not a thin blade, half a foot wide, but this is to house the parts that project a cutting edge of plasma. Technically it's a double bladed sword, but it detects which way he's swinging it to only activate the plasma on that side, as to save power. The only time both sides are lit is when the sword is drawn out of the scabbard, as this acts as a warming up mechanism and it's really cool.  

The third melee option is linked to the shield, but isn't quite the shield itself. Given that the shield covers the left hand, that isn't actually on display. Instead it's hidden, given a little control pad to command parts of the suit. One part the left hand can control is the large, three pronged claw tucked away behind the shield. It's sharp, it's nasty, and if used, would most likely cut something in half. 

The fourth option takes care of any ranged issues. Mounted just behind the left shoulder, also controlled by the left hand, is a large gun. It has two settings. A burst spray of molten plasma, or a focused, charged shot, both useful, both lethal. Able to aim anywhere except to the right, it's a very useful option while charging an enemy. 
 
History: Born on a planet a few sectors away from his home planet of Terra Nattonva was sent there after he had fully matured at the age of four (Teterian puberty is quick, brief and painful, especially for the males) to learn the ways of his people. How to be a good, hard working member of the community, how to have the right mind and how to be loyal to the Teterian way of life. That everyone is deserving of their share, as long as they work for it, shaking of the ropes of greed and selfishness that tie other races down into petty squabbles. 

He was also trained as a fighter, for that was the job he felt he could do, and once he was certain that was his role in life, he got his face tattooed, like all Teterians do when they settle on a job. For the next few decades he was jumped around the galaxy, working on different planets for the Teterian Security Company. He did jobs ranging from being a bouncer, to a body guard, to just plain looming over people being scary. Through his job career he managed to do many things, from proving to a drunken guy at a pub that size does matter when trying to talk down to people (The drunk guy thought he could give Nattonva a telling off for interrupting his 'Flirting' with several females of various races), to saving a tree from a cat. Yes, you read that right. 

But it was when he was assigned to guard an expedition to a new system that his adventure in this place will truly begin. Attacked by Space Pirates, he was forced into an escape pod to get away, crashing on the nearest habitable planet. A planet ruled by many four legged creatures. Proving once and for all that no matter how strange you think life is, it can always get stranger. 

Personality: Kind, caring, protective and honour bound, like mostly all Teterian Males, Nattonva is a gentle giant, until you piss him off severely or hurt his friends. If that's the case, you're about to have your spine become a scarf wrapped tightly around your own neck. If he'd feeling in a fun mood. Normally you'll just end up missing a few things and being expanded over several feet. 

Current Home: Under the tree with the most waterproof branches around in the near vicinity. 
Misc:

Johnny Maker wrote:

Name: Nattonva F'ann Drasvangar

Approved. Naturally, though, a character with freakishly high strength and a space-age armored power suit will be significantly restricted, to threads where he'd encounter a threat more significant than flame or lack of sunlight. Just keep that in mind,

DragonXneoN wrote:

Name: Requiem

Approved.

Name: Felorairi Dalma'is
Race: Lizardman
Age: 25
Mane: None
Scales: Light Tan with Black Spots
Cutie mark.: None
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: Bright yellow eyes. He has a obsidian amulet in the shape of a arrow head that hangs around his neck.
Distinguishing Features:Aside from being a two legged lizard that walks different from ponies; he has many dings and cuts in his scales from years of hunting. He always carries a leather bag full of tools and some remedies for healing. On his arms is two patches of red scales.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Raised as a hunter for his tribe, he learned from a young age to track prey and kill the creature swiftly. Having no real bows he learned how to throw axes and spears with professional accuracy. Swift on his feet he can run great distances after prey and take them out. Taught by his father how to identify plants, he can deal with minor wounds.
Weaknesses: If he isn't in sunlight or a warm area he is slowed down significantly thanks to his reptilian blood. Having no real armor except his scales and leather he can't take spells or fire. If anything is above his ability to heal then he can't deal with it.
Occupation: Hunter
Gear: Two obsidian spears, a obsidian axe, a Macuahuitl and a small obsidian dagger. He carries a bag full of sharpening tools for the obsidian and some healing remedies made of plants in the forest.  
History: Born and Raised in a tribe of his kind he learned quickly from a young age how to do the necessities of life. The need to hunt, the need to pray to the gods for a good hunt, and to respect nature in its ability to provide for the people. Hunting and pray to the forest for a good hunt became his life until one day he felt like the winds were calling him away from the tribe lands. With the blessing of his father and tears from his mother, Felorairi went out into the lands that once were called forbidden to him. To his amazement he saw a more advance civilization called Equstria.  
Personality: Loyal, religious to his heart, and respectful all define him but he is quite playful when given the chance to relax with others. He will get in the way of someone that disrespects the forest.
Current Home: Everfree forest
Misc: He can eat meat or plants depending on what he feels like.

Name:Thoughtful words
Race: Pegasus
Age: 19
Mane: Azure blue
Coat: Light forest Green
Cutie mark.: Parchment with writing and a quill next to it
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: Soft face and very little age shown on his body. He always carries a saddle bag with supplies to write poetry on the spot. He is a little depressed thanks to the death of his mother but it doesn't bother him as much anymore.
Distinguishing Features: He has a sliver chain and a golden ring that hangs just above his chest.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): He can project his feelings and emotions from his mind directly onto paper with a quill. Creating pictures with words he continues to write what he sees and feels.
Weaknesses: Being Absolutely normal
Occupation: Poet
Gear: Quill, ink, and parchment
History: When he was a younger foal his mother would often read poetry when he was trying to fall asleep. This caused him to want to write just like the other poets he heard from the books. He tried and tried. At one point his mother really approved of him. His father on the other hoof didn't have the same ideals. He grew up under the loving care of his mother until he was 18 where she died of terminal cancer. Left with the pieces he moved on to write more poetry and sell books of his poetry to others.
Personality: Reserved and preferring not to be the center of attention. He staying in the back being kind to all those that will accept his kindness but he won't fight because his mother taught him not to fight.  
Current Home: Cloudsdale
Misc: He often stays in the clouds to watch the sky.

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Two Sides of the Coin wrote:

Name: Felorairi Dalma'is
Race: Troglodyte

I will not accept D&D race characters from you, Coin. Because this race resembles a lizardman and I've approved a character of that type recently, you are permitted to do that instead. But not this.


Other than issues with the race, this character proves that you're learning and is otherwise acceptable. Change that and I will approve.

unity wolfpony wrote:

Name: unity.
Race: Wolf spirt.
gender: Female
Mane:Ginger brown and always brushed and combed. On some octions she will braid her mane
with a green and a brown ribbon.
Coat: A pail creamy brownish, thick and fluffy. If cold there is little better to cuddle.
Cutie mark.:a bundle of wheat tide up wit a red ribbon.
Distinguishing Features: Unity has wolf-like ears and tail that she covers when out in public

Unity, this is the third time you've tried this. No more. You will receive a strike and this character and all concepts like her from you are permanently banned. If submitted again, you will get another strike and the character will be rejected without comment. Do not do this again.

Two Sides of the Coin wrote:

Name:Thoughtful Words

Approved.

New Race: Discordians! Comes in two main varieties: Physics (think Pinkie pie and Screwball abilities) and Chaos(much of the transmutation Discord does). Chaos Discordians' power's effects are inversely proportional to how chaotic the area or situation is. Both Physics and Chaos varieties are extremely resistant to anti-magic effects.


Name: Lunatic Veil aka Holly Frost
Race: Discordian (Chaos, pony)
Age: 20
Mane: Purple
Coat: White
Cutie mark.: Blue and Red Checkerboard with a bunny in front of it (Disguised version is a frozen holly leaf)
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add:
Distinguishing Features:
    Holly Frost: Holly is a cyan maned, white coated unicorn mare of slight build.
    Lunatic Veil: Veil is a tall, imposing figure. Her right wing is that of a dragon, while her front-left and back-right legs have also been replaced with those of a dragon. Her left wing is a pegasus wing of inky black, the same size as the dragon wing. Her tail is a prehensile, leathery thing that ends in two blades, each measuring about 43 mm. Despite all this she moves with a "erratic grace", never quite tripping and falling over.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Veil has powerful Chaos based magic, allowing her to affect the environment around her with ease. Her Chaos magic is additionally very hard to suppress or dissipate with anti-magic. Also, Chaos magic is never exhausted. Lunatic Veil specifically has cultivated a high level of skill in the art of shape-shifting, allowing her to hide as a normal pony even from one such as Discord.
Weaknesses: The more chaotic an area or situation gets, the less effect Veil's powers will have. A any chaos causing event, be it a a sudden explosion or a scheduling mishap in the Weather Bureu, can take her from powerful mage to mutated earth pony if the disturbance is sufficient.
Occupation: Diplomat of Equestria.
Gear: N/A
History: Veil began her life as child of a superstitious pegasus family around the time Equestria was first establishing itself as a nation. She was cast out, forced to wander the land for four years, learning how to use her awkward body structure. At the end of this four year period, she encountered a strange purple mare by the name of Screwball. This fellow Discordian explained to Lunatic just what she was, and why she was cast out. Screwball then presented Veil with a challenge; learn as much about adventuring and one social related talent in twenty years as she could, then return within a month to the sot where they had met. Screwball promised purpose in life for Veil if she did.
Veil, still very much emotionally stricken by her abandonment, accepted eagerly. Veil set out wandering again, raiding tomes and practicing her newly discovered Chaos magic. She met many teachers, each one learning lessons such as ruler ship, debate, and other skills. Near the halfway point of her journey of discovery, Veil wandered back to Canterlot. Donning a disguise, she headed into the nearest bar. There, she came upon one of the newly elected officials. Seeing an opportunity, she bluffed him into giving her a recommendation for a position. During her lessons, Veil had found she quite enjoyed debate, especially of on matters of administration. She managed to get a job as a diplomat, and held it for several years before being made to take the fall of another. After brewing a scandal to avenge her diplomatic career, she left Canterlot in a huff, returning to the spot where she first met Screwball. When Veil arrived, Screwball explained that the "Unofficial Discordian Council" wanted a competent agent in future Canterlot politics for inane reasons. Screwball then knocked out Veil and put her into stasis.
Veil eventually woke up, 10 years before the NMM incident. Disguising herself as "Holly Forst", she reclaimed her job as a Diplomat.
Personality: Veil's personality is complicated and chaotic, as one might expect. She is an anarchist, through and through, but not for reasons one would expect. She does not revel in the chaos; she revels in the weakening of her power, for it affects her impulses and impulse control. In areas of extreme chaos, Discordians are truly free.
Current Home: Canterlot
Misc: Veil likes to go dungeon delving while on Equestrian business in foreign countries.

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Name: Lunatic Veil aka Holly Frost

Approved.

Name: Mezzotint

Race: Zebra

Age: 37

Mane: Styled into a mohawk shape like most zebras

Coat: Has chestnut stripes instead of black (explained in bio)

Cutie mark.: N/A

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add:

Distinguishing Features: His distinct coat and mane color, having a chestnut and white coloration as opposed to the normal black and white of zebras. This is a result of his father's genes. Additionally his left earring is pierced with a large sun earring.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Mezzotint is a trained warrior but his skills have been dampened by years of avoiding combat; while he can still fight if really needed, it's not his area anymore. His primary skill which he puts to use is his body art; originally the warrior to don war paint and to take care of tribe markings he now puts those skills to use running a tattoo parlor.

Weaknesses: Mezzotint's skills as a warrior are, as mentioned, rusty after years of being away from battle and his sense of direction in cities is also a little skewed after living in the Zebrican Plains all his life; sometimes he gets lost easily in urban environments because of this.

Occupation: Tattoo/Face Paint artist

Gear: When doing his job he of course has supplies needed for it.

History: Mezzotint was born just after a conflict between the Aurochs and Zebra tribes. Mezzotint's mother was a zebra and his father an Auroch, one of the first of such unions when there was peace. While Mezzotint wanted to stay with his tribe and be a warrior he found that the life of a warrior was not for him, despite having the physical aptitude for it he didn't have the mindset of a warrior, and would much rather enjoy peace.

Understanding this his mother and father paid for him to move to Equestria with a friends relative. He soon set up shop in Canterlot, his friend allowing him to use the unused flat above his shop as a tattoo parlor. Since then Mezzotint has branched out and expanded his skills, also doing face painting at local fairs or children's parties on top of his usual tattoo business.

Currently Mezzotint is experimenting with the idea of selling artwork but is still in the early stages of learning it. While he has moved out of his friends apartment and into one of his own they continue to use the same shop and act as business partners, with his friend running his general store downstairs and Mezzotint running his business in the upstairs half, until he can afford to buy a building of his own.

Personality: Mezzotint's a fairly calm and gentle zebra, despite being very large. While he was good at being a warrior it was never the right path for him and he knew it, hence his moving on to body art work which suited him much better.

Mezzotint enjoys Canterlot as his new home but he does miss the wide open spaces of Zebrica, as well as most of the wildlife. He much prefers not having to hunt for food now and enjoys the luxuries of Canterlot, the ones he can afford at least.


Current Home: An apartment in Canterlot.
Misc:

Name: Shimmering Shields
Race: Earth Pony
Age: 28
Mane: Neon Green
Coat: Light grey
Cutie mark.: A Steel Shield with a glimmer on the side
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add:
Distinguishing Features: He has a scar on the side of his face from a fight with a changeling a few years back. Other then that he carries a old pocket watch that was a gift from his father.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): He has been one of the better ones in the training with the shield. The shield is the ultimate defense so he learned how to fight with a shield and a spear. Defensive is his worth and protection along with the strength.
Weaknesses: Being normal and has no protection from magic.  A Earth pony is strong but can only take so much.
Occupation: Guard in the Castle
Gear: Full plate armor, shield, and a spear.
History: Raised in a loving family he followed after his father in the steps of becoming a guard. His father was a pegasus and he was an earth pony but he was going to prove himself to his father. Training hard and long he soon qualified to be a guard. His father gave him the pocket watch as a sign of good work. From that day forth he never faulted in his work.
Personality: Tough, no nonsense, and the will to work hard for the things he wants. He will always protect the weak and those that needed it.
Current Home: Canterlot castle
Misc: Always a fan of the theater.

Name: Sweet Dreams.

Race: Thestral.

Age: 16.

Mane: A soft sky blue that looks more white than blue.

Coat: Pale, milky white.

Cutie mark.: A bed on a cloud.

Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: Her pale blue-white eyes.

Distinguishing Features: She is a very pale thestral mare.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Sweet was born with an innate ability called 'Dream Walking', which is passed down from her father's genes, but is rarer than the chance of finding a lake is a desert, which allows her to enter one's mind while they sleep and bypass their subconscious, letting the small filly to find out their problems and help them, easing them out of their odd dreams, whether they be suppressed memories or darkest fears. This also allows for her to interact in the other's Mindscape, and even bring other ponies with her for a limited time.

Weaknesses: Her Dream Walking ability requires a focus point for her to use it, if she were a unicorn, she'd not need anything, but as a Thestral, she requires the use of a family heirloom, a locket, and if one were to take this from her while she was in another's mind, there would be very little chance she'd return to her body unless Princess Luna herself helped. Any form of mental defense will be able to stop her from entering one's mind, and her body is left in a state of unconsciousness when she is in another's mind, leaving her defenseless. In Dream Walking, any harm that comes to her in the other's mind will fall upon her in the form of magical backlash, though it does not harm her too much. For around a half an hour after using her Dream Walking ability, she is incapable of flight and is rather weak and exhausted, usually near passing out. She requires to be within ten feet of the other pony for Dream Walking. She also cannot alter the course of the dream, only influence the one having it by her actions. Is young and constantly talked down to because of this. No one takes her seriously.

Occupation: N/A.

Gear: A silver, cloud-shaped Locket on a silver chain, enchanted to be able to focus the natural mana within her body. A dark red scarf, and a semi-large teddy bear designed after a polar bear, with a matching scarf to her own. Saddlebags carrying the average traveling supplies, and also her Family's Scrapbook, full of pictures.

History: Sweet Dreams was born in Ponyville and raised to the age of eight there, learning how to control her abilities slowly and carefully, to help with her mother's anxiety issues. She spent the next few years in a foster home after that. What happened to her parents was known by many, as her house had burned down, and they had been trapped within. But she did not know what had started the fire, no one did. At fourteen, she started running away, wanting to get as far as possible from Ponyville and the place where she was last truly happy.

Personality: Friendly, kind, tries to be helpful, but is always hiding her sadness, never truly letting others see her emotions.

Current Home: N/A.

Misc: Absolutely adores hot cocoa.

ObsidianPony wrote:

Name: Mezzotint

...a zebra tattoo artist...


Also, approved.

Two Sides of the Coin wrote:

Name: Shimmering Shields
History: Raised in a loving family he followed after his father in the steps of becoming a guard. His father was a pegasus and he was an earth pony but he was going to prove himself to his father. Training hard and long he soon qualified to be a guard. His father gave him the pocket watch as a sign of good work. From that day forth he never faulted in his work.

Approved.

Name: Entropic Megalith
Race: Pegasus
Age: 25
Mane: Dark Blue and Raven Black
Coat: Midnight Blue, Obsidian and white spots that look like stars
Cutie mark.: A black monolith with purple light coming out of the top
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: He always wears a sliver chest plate that wraps around and goes across his back. In the center of the breast plate is a white gem.
Distinguishing Features: Other then his neck length mane and his starry night fur he has four sliver like hooves that glimmer in the night. His eyes glow royal purple but his eyes only do that when he is casting a spell. On his left wing is a white circle with a sliver four point star in the center; while the other has is a triangle with a crest moon wrapped around the middle.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Entwined with the nature of Entropy and Chaos he has developed limited powers over the forces that come with the nature of Entropy and Chaos. First is he can fire Entropic rays, from his left wing, upon non-living object to cause them to return to their previous form of parts. Fired at a sword, the sword becomes the pieces that existed before being put together like the blade, handle, and wrappings. He can only break something down to its simple parts, no more then that. The second symbol allows him to shot out a Kinetic bolt that when it hits anything they feel the force of a baseball bat nailing them.
Weaknesses: Because of the regenerative abilities of living tissue it is hard to affect the living with Entropic energies so he can only affect non-living materials with the energy. Another thing to note is that if the object is larger then it takes more energy to use a Kinetic bolt or Entropic ray and he may need to hit it more then once to change it. He has a limited amounts of energy he can draw upon for his powers.
Occupation: Currently he is a wander
Gear: N/A
History: His powers came from the sky, more literal then figurative. When he was younger he had been flying late at night when a shooting star went by his face. Knocking him out of the sky and sending him down on the ground right next to a purple glowing stone. When he hit the ground he was very wounded, bleeding and dying the stone began to heal him. The infusing of the energy into his tissue began to move across his form. Changing him with each passing moment, the power of the stone had nearly drained into him. The leftovers of the stone changed his outward appearance. When he woke up his mind was gone and all that was around was a picture of a pegasus laughing with his family. Something wasn't right, he couldn't remember anything. Taking to the road, he wandered... lost and alone in the world he searched. Looking for the ones that called him son.
Personality: A bit withdrawn from society, he will be nice but mostly stays away from others because of his powers. It isn't the best to see others help him since he is confused by everything. Knowledge taught the youngest age doesn't recall anything.
Current Home: Open roads and land far and wide
Misc: He is searching for his family.

Name: Resonance (Rez for short)

Race: Lost Unicorn (See Zen's sheet for details)

Age: 23

Mane: Bright neon blue with silver tips, it's kept short and haphazardly spiked.

Coat: white

Cutie mark: A neon blue base clef on a black record

Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: Rez's cutie mark isn't the original one that was there, and instead that image is tattooed on (explained in back story).

Distinguishing Features: Rez can almost always been seen with his headphones one, yet he manages to usually hear whatever's said around him. Rez also doesn't have a mouth, and lives off magic which given the abundance of magic all around, he's usually more than fine just gradually eating the residual magic left about, though some of the different kinds of magic can have a slight effect on him. For example, if he were to actually 'eat' some of the more chaotic magic, he'd likely get an equivalent to drunk/high.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Rez's got a few unique features to him. Firstly, there's his ability to 'eat' magic and while this sounds overpowered, allow me to assure you it's not. Rez isn't able to endlessly absorb magic and he doesn't instantly absorb it. So he can't drain the princesses or even a common pony of all their magic, maybe a very un-magically inclined filly but that'll probably leave him stuffed for like a week. Rez can't disperse an incoming spell, unless it's traveling REALLY slowly and even then it'd probably have to be a weak enough spell it wouldn't do anything THAT bad in the first place. Also, this eaten magic is eaten, so he's not going to be throwing spells right back at his opponents. He can however get a temporary boost from absorbing/eating some powerful magic, but again it's a relatively minor thing.

Another side effect of Rez's transformation is his ability of manipulating the size and shape of his body. Too rigid to honestly be called an amorphous blob, but with many of the similar traits. His hooves can stretch a good distance, he can make himself larger or smaller as a whole or just individual body parts. He can even reshape parts of himself into new forms like sprouting wings, changing a hoof to look like a sledge with a significant increase in hardness,density, and weight, and a few other things of that nature. Unlike an amorphous blob though, if you hit Rez with a bladed weapon, it can cut him and he will bleed. Rez's form is too rigid to negate actual physical blows as well as magical ones, he can only look to defend himself like any other pony.

Lastly, there's the only ability of Rez's that's not a side effect of his transformation and that's his sound manipulation. Most of Rez's magic is sound related, being able to change volume, pitch, and where the source at least appears to be coming from. He can modify the volume of a chair falling to where it makes no noise at all, or creates a boom that can shatter windows. Rez cannot however change what a sound is. He can't make that same chair suddenly sound like an orchestra, or a scream, or another noise other than a chair falling.

Weaknesses: Due to the mutations, Rez can't verbally talk nor does he know hoof-sign language. This has caused numerous problems in several situations, especially when he doesn't have the time to write what he wants to say something or it's too dark to read. Rez also doesn't eat or drink like a normal pony, and is instead reliant on magic consumption. This CAN be blocked by the target and if that happens, Rez can be left starving. Rez also runs into the same weaknesses of all Lost in the sense that draining away magic severely harms him, possibly to the point of death. Aside from changing his body around to better take a hit, Rez also doesn't have all that much in the way of defenses and can't take too many hits.

Occupation: DJ for a couple clubs.

Gear: As stated earlier, Rez almost always has his headphones on and they're usually playing something. To cover up his lack of a mouth, and make it a little less awkward, Rez also usually wears either a bandanna with a sharp toothed smile print on it, or a full face mask. He's also usually wearing some kind of pants to cover up the off looking tattooed on cutie mark and a jacket just to go with the outfit. Also to allow at least SOME communication, Rez usually carries around a dry-erase board with a couple markers.
When needed to fight, Rez has a simple rune gun and enchanted knife. The rune gun is basically a pistol like weapon that shoots simple spells and the knife can extend it's blade up to the average length of a short sword thanks to the enchant.

History: Rez actually knew Zen before the cataclysm, working at the magi-tech tower as an intern as well. While the two knew of each other, they weren't exactly close. Then when everything went to hell, Rez got a full dose of magical exposure and mutated severely. His mouth disappeared along with his cutie mark and horn. When he awoke, to say Rez was shocked was an understatement and sure enough the first thing he did was panic, though it was rather quiet since he no longer had a mouth to speak through. After finally calming down, Rez began to pick himself up and try to make the best of the situation, especially since his hoof-pod and headphones were still intact.

While wandering about, Rez nearly fell to his death early on, but much to his surprise when he reached for the already out of reach ledge, his hoof stretched until he was able to grab a hold and pull himself up with almost no effort at all. After that incident, Rez began to experiment with his new found malleability, eventually giving himself back his horn for looks sake at least even though it wasn't needed. However the mouth and the cutie mark simply refused to form no matter how hard he tried. While he couldn't do much about the mouth, Rez did get another survivor to tattoo his cutie mark (or at least a close copy of it) back, though it never quite seemed the same.

After wandering around and a few more close calls, Rez eventually found himself in the company of Zen and his crew. Figuring his chances were better with the already somewhat perspectively infamous pirate, Rez joined them. Rez proved to be a unique coordinator with his ability to redirect and manipulate sounds as well as provide some background music to fight to. When Zen left that world, Rez tagged along as well and soon found work DJing at a couple clubs in Canterlot. While there was some initial competition between himself and Vinyl, the two eventually worked things out and now even do a couple shows together, which Rez is usually more than fine being the runner up in popularity so long as he gets to do his set.

Personality: Usually a little disconnected and distracted, Rez can be seen as oblivious and uncaring, but if one gets to know him, he is very friendly and rather hyper. Rez usually appears to be rather lively and excited when he's awake, and sleeps like the dead when he finally crashes.

Current Home: Canterlot Apartment

Misc: Nothing yet.

Name: Talahgish Zalrdir (Nicknamed "Saint")
Race: Unicorn
Age: 33
Mane: Velvet Red with White Stripes
Coat: Pure white with black on his legs
Cutie mark.: The Medical Cross with a sword and a spear in the background
Extra details that aren’t needed but are nice to add: He was a warrior, Guard in fact but those are times long past.
Distinguishing Features: Wears one large white trench coat at all times with a medal of being in the battle on the side of the Trench coat. On his face is many scars and cuts that were battles against the changelings. Those scars run down his face and down his neck; all the way to his chest.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Reading and Teaching himself how to heal others came after some engagements with the changelings that made him question himself. He can stitch up wounds and tend to those that had been wounded on the battlefield. His knowledge of medical plants comes in handy often for he is always healing the troops even in the thickest battles.
Because of being a guard he still remembers how to use all the weapons he had been trained in, maybe a bit rusty but still good enough to pose a threat.
Weaknesses: The majority of his weakness is in his past. The guilt of his past weighs him down. Every time he is forced to take a life those memories come flooding back into his mind. He can't help it but it strikes him to his very core. Thanks to that time as a guard he has taken to the drink to drown his guilt in some way when it comes to haunt him.
Occupation: Medic
Gear: Medic bag, A bow and arrow, and a sword.
History: His parents died when he was younger so he was thrown out into the street when he was a child he learned to fend for himself. Stealing and working wherever he could to survive the alleys of Canterlot. When he turned 18 the decision was laid out before him. Either he could live the rest of his life in the alleys or he could join the guard. Instead of living in filth anymore, he joined the guards. The days followed his joining weren't easy, the training was physically and mentally exhausting. Often when he came back to his bunk it felt like his limbs would fall off. He pressed on till he proved himself worthy to the guards. Unfortunately for him; Chrysalis and her horde attacked on his first day as a guard. That day he took the lives of Changelings, twelve in total. A medal was presented to him for showing great courage on the battle. That medal didn't make him feel good and quite the reverse. Their blood stained his hooves; he couldn't live with the thoughts that he took life. Opting out for some other line of work he went straight into the medical field to maybe undo the damage he did to others. He learned quickly, becoming better with each day that past.    
Personality: Darker, despaired, and saddened by his past he carries on with a smile and a wave in order to help others around him. To the eye he would be seen as hiding something.
Current Home:Canterlot barracks
Misc: He dislikes talking about his time as a guard

BronzeFog wrote:

Name: Sweet Dreams

More thestral is always good and she seems... sweet. Approved.

Two Sides of the Coin wrote:

Name: Entropic Megalith

Ehhh... OK. Approved.

Zen wrote:

Name: Resonance (Rez for short)

Approved.