OC Character Thread 2 (This thread is now locked, please use the OC Character Thread 3 above)

Lightning Shield wrote:

Name: Phoenix Leaf

The only concern would be the shapeshifting but the caveat that he has to maintain it with constant concentration makes it acceptable. Approved.

Edit to Shadow, since I can't change the earlier post...


Name: Shadow

Race: Unicorn pony

Age: 16

Mane: Dark navy blue with gold and white streaks. Cut short in back, with a low blunt cut to her bangs.

Coat: Pale pink.

Cutie mark: A rising moon with a cat silhouette.

Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: Has lived in the Everfree Forest with her family for six years. Likes climbing, fireflies, and the darkness. Is now a traveling merchant, as she has trouble with staying in one place.

Distinguishing Features: Mane, as it obscures most of her face.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Climbing, appraisal, traps, and a small ability for communicating with animals. Can also make healing potions, but nothing very powerful and she needs to find a book for other types. Uses mind tricks to battle.

Weaknesses: Not very physically strong. Instead, as mentioned above, relies on spells, traps, and manipulation. If someone were to cancel her magic, she would be largely defenseless. However, she could still learn to use a weapon, given time.

Occupation: Traveling merchant. Usually works alone.

Gear: A worn hood, a saddle bag, and a story book.

History: When Shadow was seven years old, she got lost in the Everfree Forest. She made it through the night without any confrontation, besides the occasional squirrel. The next morning, she was found by a batpony named Beat, who took her in without a second thought. Shadow would later learn that Beat had lost her husband hours before, and couldn't raise their son, a tiny colt named Clover, on her own. In fact, whenever Clover asked about his lineage, Beat would simply reply that he was loved very much.
Shadow grew up as part of the family, training to survive in the wild. Clover looked up to her, and Beat was a brilliant teacher. Still, she never felt she was really one of them. They had scars, and she didn't. They were meant for this life, and she had trouble with even basic hunting. She didn't fit. Years later, she decided to get them to see the world beyond. Things went well at first; they went to a medicine maker on the edge of the forest, who connected them to a traveling showmare.
Then Clover discovered his talent for alchemy. He stayed with Zecora to hone this skill while the others went with Trixie. Unfortunately, Beat couldn't handle the culture clash, and with Trixie moving along her own way, Shadow was left to stabilize her mentor's panic attacks.
A few days later, they made their way back to Zecora, only to find that Clover was having a similar mental struggle. Trixie had come straight back after dropping them off, and the contrast between the two adults was too much. Beat certainly wasn't the wisest of ponies, but she was his golden standard for everyone her age. How could there be someone more experienced then his teacher? How could there be a grown-up who acted like a child?
Eventually Clover's problems were resolved, but Beat was never able to be a part of society. She's lived in the wild longer than she could remember. Shadow moved on, while her family stayed with Zecora. However, Trixie's lifestyle was somehow more appealing to her, and she eventually decided to become a merchant. Once in a while, she visits her family to tell them about the world beyond.
Before entering the forest, she was one of the youngest in a family of rich, enigmatic ponies who, as far as she learned, didn't even miss a beat when she couldn't be found. She has very little memory of them, but she does remember being trained skills similar to what one would expect from a crime ring, for instance, how to detect lies and carry pills from one location to another without being caught. She's lost these skills, for the most part.

Personality: Reclusive, intuitive, and intelligent. Loves to read, although mostly fiction. Very brave when faced with things that should instinctually scare her; for instance, the dark or the thought of monsters. She's acclimatized to those, although is still affected by social fears.

Current Home: Wherever she decides to set up next.

Misc: Has a soft spot for animals, especially cats. Will not leave her hood for anything; it is her one material memory of her old life (in the forest, not early childhood. She's pretty eager to give that up).

ObsidianPony wrote:

Name: Malaeccion
Race: Alternating (Currently Unicorn)
Mane:Alternating (Currently long and purple, tied into dreadlocks)
Coat: Alternating (Currently lilac)

This is... very strange. And yet, no flags.
Also, her absentmindedness is cute so here's an approve.

WindyTheWarrior wrote:

Edit to Shadow, since I can't change the earlier post...

In the future if you're forced to do this, talk to an admin. If that doesn't work, at least tell me where to find the original sheet please. I know, this sheet is on this very page, but something to keep in mind for the future.

WindyTheWarrior wrote:

Name: Shadow

I said I'd approve if you gave me an account of her old life. Here's your approve.

Name: Normal
Race: Normal.
Age: Normal.
Mane: Normal.
Coat: Normal.
Cutie mark.: Normal.
Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: Normal.
Distinguishing Features: Normal. So exceedingly normal that most ponies can only describe him in vague terms, normally breaking down to variations on “normal”. Normally, in fact, with a strange obsession with the use of the words “normal”, “normally”, and “normalish”. Conversations with him are normally languid and pointless. They’re normally so amazingly normal that they are utterly unremarkable and unmemorable to the average pony.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Normal. Whatever he does is normal, and he is normal in any capacity he fulfills. Whatever normal is, that is what Normal is. Whether normal is mare, stallion, unicorn, pegasus, or earth pony, Normal is normal.
Weaknesses: Normal. Normal is not exceptional. He will never be exceptional. He will always be normal.
Occupation: Normal.
Gear: Normal.
History: Normal had a very normal upbringing in an extremely normal town in the exceedingly normal land of Equestria. He had had a normal family, normal friends, normal rivals, normal school, and normal school bullies. He was bullied for being normal, of course, or perhaps for being Normal; he normally couldn’t tell the difference between being normal and being Normal, after all. He assumes it must have been being Normal, because being bullied for being normal is not very normal. When he left school, in the same manner as a normal pony, he went on to live a normal life, working at a normal job with his normal coworkers and normal boss, doing normal everyday labors every normal day, normally happy with his normal lifestyle. At the end of the day, he would go back to his normal residence, and do normal relaxing things to get ready for the next normal day. Then he would go to sleep in his normal bed, in his normal room with its lights normally off, and sleep normally, before normally waking up in the morning to eat some normal breakfast before getting on his normal way to his normal workplace. This normal life has continued on its way up to this very normal day.
Personality: Normal.
Current Home: Normal.
Misc: Normal.

Brony_Khaos wrote:

Name:Normal

Khaos, you're better than this. After Sword pulled a stunt to screw with the rest of the admins, I can sort of grin and bear obviously absurd characters that aren't there to be approved, but just represent someone trying to lighten the mood. This is just unoriginal drek that you didn't even try to make funny or an obvious poke in the ribs. The reason I know this is that I've read all your other characters and know how you try to drive me to the edge of the roof with a noose around my neck. You can be funnier than this when fucking with me, and you're insanely more creative when you're being serious about making a character. If I had no other reason to refuse approval to this rubbish, I'd like to say no because you clearly decided to just annoy me instead of be yourself. Fortunately, I don't need to do something that shallow.

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Race:Normal.

"Normal" is not a race.

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Age: Normal.

"Normal" is not a numeral and thus not an age.

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Mane: Normal.

Manes exist as infinite diversity in infinite combinations so this tells me nothing.

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Coat: Normal.

Coats exist as infinite diversity in infinite combinations so this tells me nothing.

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Cutie mark: Normal.

The only thing that's normal about a cutie mark is having one. Specify what the cutie mark is.

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Distinguishing Features: Normal. So exceedingly normal that most ponies can only describe him in vague terms, normally breaking down to variations on “normal”. Normally, in fact, with a strange obsession with the use of the words “normal”, “normally”, and “normalish”. Conversations with him are normally languid and pointless. They’re normally so amazingly normal that they are utterly unremarkable and unmemorable to the average pony.

So the distinguishing feature is having no distinguishing features. Oddly, this reminds me of a Maretropolis character by... Obsidian, I think.

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Occupation: Normal.

What does a pony normally occupy themselves with, pray tell?

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Gear: Normal.

Ponies are naked. Gear itself is not normal for them, so this should be blank if true.

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History: Normal had a very normal upbringing in an extremely normal town in the exceedingly normal land of Equestria. He had had a normal family, normal friends, normal rivals, normal school, and normal school bullies. He was bullied for being normal, of course, or perhaps for being Normal; he normally couldn’t tell the difference between being normal and being Normal, after all. He assumes it must have been being Normal, because being bullied for being normal is not very normal. When he left school, in the same manner as a normal pony, he went on to live a normal life, working at a normal job with his normal coworkers and normal boss, doing normal everyday labors every normal day, normally happy with his normal lifestyle. At the end of the day, he would go back to his normal residence, and do normal relaxing things to get ready for the next normal day. Then he would go to sleep in his normal bed, in his normal room with its lights normally off, and sleep normally, before normally waking up in the morning to eat some normal breakfast before getting on his normal way to his normal workplace. This normal life has continued on its way up to this very normal day.

It's sort of sad that this is actually a legit and acceptable history...

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Personality: Normal.

What is "normal" here?

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Current Home: Normal.

There's a town called "Normal"?


In case you didn't pick up on it above Khaos, this is not accepted. Go make me another Situation Normal before I mallet you into paste. -_-

Name: Notebook
Race: Earth Pony/Grimoire
Age: Undetermined, 15-25 in appearance
Mane: White, with black stripes running down it.
Coat: White with black symbols from all known and unknown languages.
Cutie mark: A red velvet-colored spiral notebook with alternating Black and White bookmarks coming out of the sides all, except for along the spine.
Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: They can turn into a pocketable grimoire (That is a exact copy of their cutie mark), a rabbit, a female Earth Pony, or a male Earth Pony.
Distinguishing Features: The symbols on his body tend to move around as they use magic, this is their grimoire body searching for the spell. It takes no longer than 5 seconds for him to find any spell in existence and cast it.
Specialty: Magical Potency, Knowledge of any recorded spell, charm, object, topic, person, event, place, or thing. (Must be recorded in writing for them to know.)
Weaknesses: Falling, Excessive Workloads, Excessive Knowledge searching, Poison Joke (Kills them)
Occupation: Royal Archive Keeper, Historian, Eqeustrian Citizen, Priest of Karma's Chapel
Gear: Pure White contacts to hide the constant scramble of words uploading itself into their body. A rather soft, grey thin hood that covers most all their body.
History: As a foal Notebook found a love of books and scroll, which were supposed to be for the Unicorn schools. He loved the power his race had within their hooves. He loved the thought of flying in the clouds above. However, despite his love for such things he was not a user of magic, nor could he fly. He was born to a family of peach tree farmers who discouraged his love of knowledge, and forced him to work the farm. Knowledge is a beckoning force though, and he was unable to resist the callings.
As he worked her would read his books and learn, to read and write, to the point that in his days that he was fluent in every language known at that time period, he had reached his late teenage years by this point. Many quickly came to learn of him as a farmer of great knowledge of both the earth and the science of several magics, as well as his historical and linguistic knowledge of many races. As such many settlements offered him simple jobs, to record and keep track of all books in their libraries. He promptly denied this as he was content with his life.
As he continued to gain knowledge and requests of service, of which he promptly denied, he got a request which caught his eye. One sealed in the wax stamp of Karminica a unicorn known for her magical exploration and research as well as, for the shadier parts of town as a goddess of fate, not to be trifled or denied as she was a benevolent and wrathful magic user whose very talent was fate itself. It asked if he loved magic enough to lust for it, if he lusted for all knowledge he could ever wish for. Knowing he was unable to refuse out of wisdom and genuine curiosity he met with her in the outskirts of canterlot. She offered him a proposal, become the author of her cult, and a devoted follower for the rest of existence, and she would give him the means to know or do anything he could not, or did not. Knowing full well saying no would be his death he accepted. He was given an experimental type of unicorn magic, books enchanted to cast spells for their users through verbal incantation of mental recitals so long as they held the book. He became addicted to it, along with writing the intoxicating teachings of his mistress. His benevolent and wrathful goddess. Her physical form was no longer a factor to his mind as it melted away under the knowledge he held. He was the first and only priest of Karma to be named before the cult was disbanded by decree of the princesses and the capture of Karminica, his Mistress.
After her death he continued to spread the teachings of Mistress Karma and all her glory, along with experimenting upon his knowledge to create better grimoires, what was once a simple peach farmer, and admirer of knowledge and magic, was now a knowledge hungry cultist priest. He improved upon the experimental magic, until he reached his best epiphany yet, becoming the grimoire, become all written knowledge. Writing his own algorithm of spell based off everything he knew. When he read the incantation he fused with the grimoires that sprawled around him. He became the written knowledge of every word, and everything written, his knowledge archivable in its extensiveness.
When he was discovered he was crumpled mess that couldn't even speak correctly. They received what they knew as the wrath of their goddess, and the touch of harmony given to them saved them from becoming a mindless drone amongst ponies and all that followed. They forced themselves to become comprehensible, to cope with their new existence as a thing, not a pony, despite being able to change through various formats of such a thing. He gained work at the Canterlot Library and Archives as a Librarian, of which he became the sole spirit to keep track of.
Personality: Literal, does not begin to describe Note as he does not understand the actual verbal use of sarcasm or jokes, asserted by others around him as he doesn't find it funny. He enjoys the simplicity of helping others in most anyway he can, which is to say many ways. Though he is not a good liar, thief, or bargainer, seeing as he is easily lied to, or swindled out of money.
He hates it when people cry, and hates himself for being too blunt, or incapable of fixing such issues. He still enjoys hard work in the field and every harvest season leaves the library and visits the peach farm he grew up on and takes a crate of fresh peaches. Paying for it with triple the cost of the actual crate, without actually revealing his face. And then harvesting a crate to replace it.
Current Home: Canterlot Royal Library and Archives
Misc: N/A

The Notebook wrote:

Name:Notebook

This is very odd, but acceptable (from what I understand). Approved.

Name: Misha Strong Arm

Race: Minotaur

Age: 36

Mane: He has a dark brown goatee and a mustache.

Coat: Tan fur.

Cutie mark.: N/A

Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: He likes sandwiches.

Distinguishing Features: He is abnormally tall and extremely muscular.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Misha is a very strong minotaur, and has rather spot-on aim with his shotgun, but he prefers to not use the shotgun often, as he is big and strong enough to deter any thoughts of fighting around him.

Weaknesses: Though he is very big and strong, the minotaur is rather slow in comparison to most.

Occupation: Carpenter.

Gear: He wears shorts and a plaid button-up shirt at most times, and most of the time carries a double-barrel shotgun with him, and plenty of ammo, both buckshot and slugs. But his back pockets have storage enchantments, one for his ammo, and the other pocket has about a dozen spare shirts at any one time, for reasons only known to him and those who hang around him long enough.

History: Misha was born and raised by his parents out in the mountains, where he grew up learning about living out in the wild, rather far from the closest town, and learned very, very quickly how to keep away from the bigger threats out in the woods. When he got old enough, he got himself an axe and traveled out to the edge of the Whitetail, felling a dozen or so trees and building his own home there. And for years, he traveled between his cabin and the closest town to see about getting work, as he was very good with building things, carpentry being something he picked up, and something he needed to know when he built his home. Nowadays, he's happy to meet new people, and always enjoys conversation with others.

Personality: Misha is a very kind and friendly person, no matter who you are, unless you are mean to him or his friends, that's when he gets a little violent.

Current Home: A cabin out by Whitetail Woods.

Misc: He is a very handsome minotaur.

Name: Yellowstone

Race: Earth Pony

Age: Mid-30's (33 to be exact)

Mane: Black

Coat: Yellow, but his muzzle, ear, and hooves have a grey that gets brighter on the outer sections.

Cutie mark: Unfortunately at the moment, none.

Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: Strangely, his eyes are grey.

Distinguishing Features: His hooves, muzzle, and ears have a darker shade of grey. At times, ponies wonder if he is wearing socks, when really it's part of him.

Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Constructing is a breeze for him, and with a certain a out of rocks, boulders, pebbles, or any other formation, he's able to create by forging it himself, just by his hooves. Though, sometimes to much of it can make his hooves bleed.

Weaknesses: Has no trust in others unless he is forced to. He likes to work by himself, so he gets paid a lot on his own, but that does mean he has trust issues. Does that mean he was a shy kid when young? No, he just never liked large groups of three.

Occupation: Construction Worker

Gear: Couple of construction tools such as a Hammer, Nails, Wrench, Nuts and Bolts, and Screws.

History: When he was young, he never once went outside, and whenever he did, it was usually for shopping and or festivals. His parents thought that the only way he could make friends was to put him in school, which was a very poor choice. He would avoid clubs, avoid festivities, and other social events. Though, at times where he was forced to work with one another, he was willing to do work with another as long as he was able to finish it either on time, or they weren't annoying enough to drive him mad.

College was a different story, but yet the same. When he got into college, he enrolled in Construction and Engineering. The one place where noise was actually useful for him. What he didn't realize was that his hooves were as strong as steel, when he accidentally slammed his hoof on a hammer and broke the medal from the handle. Since then, he carries his tools in case his hooves were soar from the banging, but he's been using his hooves since. He graduated for his Master's Degree, and since then build and repaired houses whenever it was destroyed (In often cases, Ponyville). He's been living off of the Construction building for 4 years now, and he's happy with it.

Personality: Angry, but not the "Always peeved off" angry, more like the "Go away, I'm busy" angry. Though he hates to admit it, he never liked to see a lady cry, whether it was from stepping on a bug to a death situation. Though at sympathetic times, he actually tries to help, rather than leaving like always, regardless of gender.

Current Home: Ponyville, but is still deciding whether to live in Manehatten

Misc:

((I assume alicorns are allowed as there are all kinds of different creatures here, but if they aren't I apologize.))

Name: Amber Flicker
Race: Alicorn
Age: 25
Mane: Dark red, long and mostly smooth with a few spikes.
Coat: Light tan, no markings. The average length you'd expect on a pony.
Cutie mark: a small fire with a cut-out in the middle.
Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: Yellow-gold eyes. She is normal pony height, she is not a tall Alicorn.
Distinguishing Features: Obviously the fact that she's an Alicorn. At times her eyes seem like they're glowing, though it might just be the way the light hits them.
Specialty: Amber's talent is healing spells. She can heal minor wounds easily, but larger ones take a lot of energy and she tries not to do it often. She cannot bring anypony back to life, and she cannot heal broken hearts. She also generally good at magic, particularly heat and fire related spells.
Weaknesses:  She cannot bring anypony back to life, and she cannot heal broken hearts. She doesn't trust easily and tends to push anyone who tries to get close away. She spends too much time and energy on others and never enough on herself. She can't fly quite as well as the average Pegasus, and she isn't good at spells involving water or cold. She has a strange aversion to the colour navy blue.
Occupation: She works part-time at Ponyville Hospital and picks up various other jobs occasionally.
Gear: She has a set of keys in her house that don't seem to have a lock to match and no one really knows what they're for except her. She has a bunch of first aid supplies even though she can heal with her magic.
History: Abandoned by her parents as a child. She never knew them so she really doesn't care. She was taken in by a pony in Ponyville but disappeared around age 12 and later came back 4 years later very different and with the trust issues. She went into training for the royal guard but dropped out before she finished, at which point she moved back to Ponyville and stayed at a inn there for a few years. She adopted a filly named Corona and moved to a house, and has been there since.
Personality: Caring and nurturing. She is very knowledgeable as she's read a lot of books. She is patient with everyone. Very confident in her skills without being full of herself. She will tolerate anyone even if she doesn't like them because she hates conflict. She doesn't like loud noise, or crowds. She is good at calming ponies down and stopping commotion. When she feels like she's being forgotten or abandoned she will lash out. She knows how to stand up for herself and she knows when to do it, though if it's for someone else she can be too harsh. She doesn't think fast enough sometimes and doesn't 'get' a lot of jokes.
Current Home: Ponyville, outskirts near the Everfree.
Misc: Her healing power draws from the lifeline of Equestria itself, but not in a bad way. She mostly pulls the excess from nature and from her own energy. She can't draw from other creatures. She really, really likes tea.

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BronzeFog wrote:

Name: Misha Strong Arm

I know it was conveyed through Market that the change was acceptable and the character is approved, but I'll just type it here to make it official:
Character Approved.

Robotrip3000 wrote:

Name: Yellowstone

So this character is developed to this degree with a clear special talent but he has no cutie mark? I'm interested in this, because it's odd and unusual.

Amber Flicker wrote:

((I assume alicorns are allowed as there are all kinds of different creatures here, but if they aren't I apologize.))

They're permitted in certain special highly limited circumstances.

Approved.

Name:Sandy Pyrtinker
Race: Earth pony
Age: 26
Mane: dirty blond w/ blue green
Coat: Tannish sand
Cutie mark.: Still not discovered yet. A.K.A Blank flank.

What her mark would be if she ever goes down her dream path.:

Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: She will be very shock when it appears and has nothing to do with bounty hunting.
Distinguishing Features: Metal hooves and metal leg, Around her neck she wears a daisy pendant on a chain necklace.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc.): Great mechanical skill, She also very smart and know how to use the environment to her advantage. Great marksmanship. Durable and strong. Climbing skills.
Weaknesses: Very stubborn at times. Has a hard time making friends let alone opening up. Very low social skills. Her gear need to be maintains. She see value in team mates not in account of friends. Has a lot of nightmares and sleepless nights.
Occupation: Bounty hunter/ unlicensed Protector of appaloosa.
Gear:

Her metal arm (unlucky):

Air cannon (scrap kicker):

  Metal hoofs for her both her hind legs and her left fore leg (more like metal shoes.), Collapsible metal bat, Lastly her “Dawn” revolver.  


History: Sandy was always a mischievous, smart, and curious filly. She was a single child to an marry couple. She always had a curiosity for pretty much everything. One time, she disassemble the town’s square clock and rebuild it, before she was arrested (again). School came easy to her and also did friend making. Even did pretty good when it came to music classes. She was just a mechanically and musically gifted filly with a close bond to friends and family.
One day after being away with friends for about a month. She came home to a crime scene. She would of barge right in their if it wasn't for the town sheriff, the sheriff has been almost like an uncle to her, blocking her way. He didn't say anything to her. He let the cover up body getting roll out of the house say it all. She couldn't bear the words of what happen to her mother. She just shove right in there and started to look for her dad. She ran in to her room just to find a note on her bed. It was addressed a day after she left, telling her to meet him at appleloosa. With no questions or even a moment to talk. She jumped on the next train to appleloosa in desperation to find her father. It was there, she got their all her childhood and cheerfulness was destroyed.
First thing she saw was a wanted poster for her dad. She went threw an lot of emotions all at once but most of all she felt betrayed. She just was so full of emotions that she been, pushing off for so long . Until pure rage and bitterness was her new defintion of life. She turn right around to the train and went back home. She never enter the town but, instead enter the forest that surrounded the town. It was in the forest she encountered a really… bad pony. This pony would also be the first of sandy’s kills. At the age of 18, she was now a killer. After year in the forest living off streams of water and plant life. She return home and secluded herself in her family home for a whole year.

What happen over the year in her house.:

She only to leave the house, every three months to buy food, and other supplies. Never saying anything to her friends. After the year or so, passed she walked out of her house only with her saddle bag, her mom’s pendent and her gear. She been spend the last ten years going from town to town finding bounties and turning them in DEAD or alive. The lack of feeling or empathy  she has towards criminals or any other form of jerks, does make pulling the trigger easier. Only interacting to ponies she needs too. Never doing anything social and mainly trying to stay a "lone wolf". She currently resting herself at appleloosa. It the only place that hint of where her dad is and where her final target is.
 
Personality: She doesn't like to talk to ponies, if the pony doesn't have anything to do with her or anything she wants ,she doesn't want anything to do with it. (Slight alterations could be make for Role playing purposes.)
Sad though as her old town friends would say that she was a very happy pony always being curious and helpful. (For RP purposes, she will become nicer as she interact with the party more.)


Current Home: An camp site on top of appleloosa clock tower


Misc.: She would never admit it but she has an amazing singing voice and great guitar skills.
She might let out some countryism time to time.
She allergy to cinnamon.
She named her metal hoof “unlucky” because it took her 13 times for it to be up to her liking.
She has a name for all of her gear. (Ether that really cute or really sad.)
She has dreams of being a singer.
Her metal hoof is just a shell around her normal arm. She still has all four legs.
She hasn’t been hugged or any other form of affections for over 10 years.
Drink of choice: Bourbon.
She still a blank flank, Could not care less.
Sings to relax, bored, or just needs to think. (weird how singing makes her think better, but kind of like playing an song in your head, during a test.)
Although she can play the guitar, she doesn't own one. Too big to travel with.
She is very protective about her necklease. And she will go berserk, if somepony other then herself, touches it. 
She ambidextrous. 
She remembers times when she was friendly and nice, she just lost touch on how to be like her old self.
Mainly going to be use for adventure/ survival Role playing.

What she looks like with out the metal parts. (still can't draw.):

jz96 wrote:

Name:[size=13]Sandy Pyrtinker

My comeuppance... x.x/)/)

Naw, it's good. ^_^ Character approved.

Kaiju Form


Humanoid Kaiju Form
Note: Linked because of exposed nipple.

Kelpie Form


Humanoid Form


Name: Titanna Johnson

Nicknames: 'The Brawling Blonde Bombshell', 'LizardLips'[but only by her closest friend]

Gender: Female

Age: 29

Species: Daikaiju[Titannosaurus/Human Hybrid] Kelpie[In pony form only.  While in equestria, barring a masive magical influx shifting her back to her natural form, Titanna resembles a Kelpie, the 'earth pony' equivalent to the Sirens unicorn.  Essentially a land-bound seapony that use sex-appeal to lure in normal ponies to feed on them.  they are carnivores.]

Hometown: Solgell Island

Current Residence: Manehattan

Occupation: Monster-fighter, city guard, "businesses of ill repute"

Mane Color/Style/Length: Blonde, wavy with curled tips, hip-length

Coat Description: 'Coat' is the wrong word.  Her hide is leathery and covered with thick scaled plates that come in a red/orange and gold two-tone coloration.  Though when shrunken down the scales appear and feel very smooth.

Eye Shape/Color: Slitted iris, green with black sclera

Accessories: Leather back harness for dual swords

Allegiance: Neutral Good: Generally prefers to side with heroes but due toh er nature often comes in conflict with those same heroes purely by accident

Cutie Mark: None[She's a 'blank flank' in Kelpie form and gigantic humanoid dinosaurs don't get cutie marks]

Special Talent: Unknown[though she shows a knack for flirtation, sexual innuendo, 'behind black curtains' antics, and beating the everloving CRAP ot of dangerous monsters]

Family: Marshal Stacker Pentecost[Father by Adoption], Dr.  Joanna Johnson, [Mother by blood/birth], titannosaurus[Mother by DNA Sample], The Leviathan[Mother by DNA Sample]

Friends: 'Junior'[Godzilla], Anguiras, Rodan, Mothra, Zilla, Gamera, Sir Knightmare Demonbane, Babs Seed

Personality: Titanna was raised to be a heroic entity and it shows through her actions.  While prone to viciousness, she is normally very calm amongst allied kaiju and downright docile amongst humans/ponies, having few qualms about them climbing along her body beyond worries that they may get injured.  She is very naive at times and has a childlike sense of wonder at the world around her, reacting to anything new, even a hostile kaiju, in a manner not unlike a kid in a candy store.  She loves to learn and make friends, even as she constantly prepares herself to end the lives of anyone who may be a threat to life on earth, be it human/pony or kaiju.

[Character History]
Titanna’s creation was the 216th attempt at fusing the DNA of a Titannosaurus and an aquatic, supposedly angelic specimen of kaiju known as ‘The Leviathan’.While all prior attempts had failed, the inclusion of DNA from head researcher Joanna Johnson resulted in an unusual bridge between the two similar, yet normally incompatible genomes.  The project dedicated to her creation, ‘Project Scylla’, was charged with creating a genetically engineered kaiju that could easily work between non-military humans and the Earth Defenders.  The resultant amalgamation was the only one to survive past the embryonic stage, let alone through infancy and into her juvenile stage.
Titanna grew amongst her ‘family’, mainly the scientists who created her, engineers, military personnel, and a small handful of kaiju who knew of her existence. She was raised much like a human before being transferred into the care of Leviathan to learn how to fight like a kaiju.
Titanna’s training surpassed expectations, though was still not up to snuff for the eons-old divine entity. The two managed to work together to secretly defeat and destroy  a demonic mecha kaiju known as ‘Typhonna: The Engine of Destruction’.  The resultant victory was a great boost in morale for all involved/in-the-know, especially Titanna, who managed to land the killing blow with her new Mach Punch.
Immediately after the battle, however, the seemingly broken Dimension Tide, a literal black hole cannon, fired one last shot, engulfing Titanna and Typhonna's corpse, dragging both of them into Equestria, transforming them into much smaller, near-powerless creatures, and plopping both unceremoniously into Manehattan harbor, withing the view of hundreds of ponies.

[Current Home]
After the events that dragged her form the Amalgam Universe settled down, she eventually took up residence in Manehattan across the hall from Babs Seed's apartment.  The apartment has rather limited furnishings and uses dim blue lights and heavy shades to keep a relaxed atmosphere, and multiple soundproofing wards to ensure no one hears her...nightly activities unless they're inside the apartment.

[Powers List]

[Kaiju Form Only]

Traits: Armor plating along chest, arms, legs, and neck, highly intelligent, capable of swimming up to 71 knots or running upwards of 100 KPH, can throw a punch at Mach 1, hypnotic lights can be fired from her lures, adept at sword-fighting and boxing, Roar reaching upwards of 2500 decibels.

Powers:
Highland Scream  - Titanna can, under certain circumstances, generate a long, powerful roar whose raw power is on par with the 'sound made by the eruption of Krakatoa, more than enough to generate a powerful concussive force. This roar is often strong enough to level most buildings and can topple most kaiju smaller than herself onto their backs and temporarily deafen and disorient most stronger kaiju.

Hypersonic Punch  -  Titanna’s arm muscles are capable of generating enough kinetic force for her fists to reach upwards of Mach 1, more than enough to generate a Sonic Rainboom at the point of impact.

Juggernaut (BITCH!)  -  Titanna’s size, weight, and speed combined allow her to become a living battering ram, plowing into and often through most battlefield right to her target, allowing her to get right where she fights best, up close and personal, and little beyond a kaiju of equal or greater size and weight can do much beyond slow her down.

Weakness - Titanna’s naturally docile and childish behavior often leaves her vulnerable to the opening assault of a hostile and/or aggressive kaiju, likewise her love of humanity and relatively untouched emotional state can leave her wide open for traumatic experiences that will leave her vulnerable for a while.  Most of her weaknesses draw from the fact that she isn’t a long-running, battle-hardened warrior, but a fresh face, a ‘Greenhorn’ on the battlefield with alot of power, but very little honest experience to make use of it all effectively.

[Kelpie Form Only]

Hypnotic Gaze - Titanna's 'lures' can glow with a soft blue light that allows her to lower the inhibitions of anyone looking directly at them, while also opening them to mental suggestion to a slight degree, with the likelihood of success growing with time and brightness.

Mage Hand - Titanna's lures can glow with a golden light, allowing her to imitate the telekinesis commonly seen among unicorns.

Alluring Visage - While technically already considered very attractive by most ponies and humans standards, she can unleash a powerful burst of white light from her lures, causing anyone, stallion or mare, to immediately see her as their ideal beauty and to perceive her as such, though her form may change to an anthropomorphic state[like her pony form, but bipedal and with her kaiju forms physique].  She still remains a kelpie mare, though, so those who know how dangerous kelpies are will still be wary.

Special Note: Tytanna's 'Hybrid' and 'Full Kaiju' forms are roughly 105 meters tall when standing upright[50 when in a running position for Full Kaiju form]  here is a size-chart to show, roughly, a general idea of how big those heights are.

Sir_Knightmare wrote:

Name: Titanna Johnson

Approved.

Name:Haley 'Comet' Maruti

[Note: Name and artwork taken from Ken 'Cougr' Sample, copyright watermark remains on image, used under legal 'Fair Use' laws.
Race: Genetically Augmented 'Japanese BloodGlider' Flying Squirrel
Age: About 15
Mane: Red-brown
Coat: Brown-red
Cutie mark.: None[she's a SQUIRREL!]
Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add:
--Height: 2 feet[locked form], 60 feet[Kaiju form]
--Weight: 4 pounds[locked form], 75 Tons[Kaiju form]
Distinguishing Features: Haley is an anthropomorphic giant flying squirrel wearing a patriotic bikini and can grow to a massive kaiju form if supplied with sufficient magical energy and in dire circumstances[and with GM authorization].  Shall I add her cup size or something?  Oh, and she wears these utterly adorable tiny glasses that grow with ehr when she shifts.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Kaiju Shifting[GM authorization requered], Flight, the following kaiju abilities[available at 1% capacity in her locked{shrunken} state.
--Diamond Fang: Haley’s teeth are extremely hard and sharp, often compared to diamonds in strength.  She can easily chew through most armor on both mechs and larger kaiju if given sufficient time.
--Vacuum Breath: Haley can inhale with an extreme amount of force, enough to pick up fist-sized rubble with relative ease.  Any debris  collected is stored in her cheeks temporarily as ammunition, collecting acidic saliva and leaving them heated and partially molten.
--Pepper Spray: The debris collected by her Vacuum breath, now thoroughly coated in acidic saliva and heated to near-molten state by her own body heat, can be sprayed out in a high-pressure stream of fist-sized particles that punch with enough force to pierce most human-made armor plating, enough to injure weaker kaiju, and the acid can even leave larger and more durable kaiju badly burned.
--Dart Drop:  Many of the hairs in Haley’s tail are extremely stiff, often compared to long, thin swords.  As such it’s not surprising that, at a high enough altitude, even larger kaiju can be left in excruciating pain if a sufficient number are dropped on them.
Weaknesses: Haley’s smaller size and lower weight may allow her to move with shocking speed around and among other, larger kaiju, but they also leave her much more susceptible to human weaponry and basic physics, making ‘friendly fire’ a very real threat even at the best of times.  She can’t tackle most kaiju on her own without some form of support, and can easily get confused and panic during major battles.  
This is, however, only in her kaiju state.  in her locked 'equestrianized' state...she's a squirrel.
Occupation: Provider of unlimited cuteness/sex appeal/zany antics, Titanna's pet, general troublemaker

Note: Haley's full kaiju state is roughly 10 meters tall, here's a size chart to give you an idea of that size.

Sir_Knightmare wrote:

Name:Haley 'Comet' Maruti

Since this character was discussed beforehand in detail and made according to that discussion, approved.

Name: Lolth
Race: Unicorn/Minotaur/Spider fusion
Age: TECHNICALLY about 32
Mane: Dark Blue
Coat: Light blue
Cutie mark.: A pony skull surrounded by spider webs.
Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: Lolth is, technically,a Drider Pony. So her pony half is anthro even in a non-anthro world.  For a general idea of driders, please examine this image.

Distinguishing Features: Sharp, shark-like teeth, slitted eyes, deathly cold skin, is a GIGANTIC FUCKING SPIDER from the crotch downward[note: has fully functioning equipment]
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Spider command, some basic necromancy skills, is technically a walking corpse.
Weaknesses: Divine magic, even healing magic, causes searing pain, has an exceedingly high libido
Occupation: Drummer for Sir Knightmare's band, Evil Villainess-in-training, StormReach's resident slut, Sx-crazed troublemaker
Gear: 1 Spidersilk dress[made with her own silk] 2 massive tits, 48 sharp-as-fuck teeth, 8 bigass tarantula-esque legs, 1 bad attitude
History: Born as a failed attempt at summoning a powerful, otherworldly deity, Lolth was abandonned by the mad cultists who made her, deemed a failure.  Between her unusually docile nature for an amalgamation of long-dead body parts and her insanely excessive libido, she was left an outcast.  At least, until something in her SNAPPED!
Since then she has been working her way up the villainy ladder in the dangerous island nation of StormReach, amassing an army of undead spider-sluts, drider-esque flesh golems much like herself, to conquer the island nation.
However, a chance meeting with Sir Knightmare Demonbane lead to a change of heart.  Her army now serves as the roadies for Knightmare's merry band of maniacs as they take Equestria by storm!  Can you handle the beat?
Personality: Lolth, for all her abrasiveness and attempt to act aloof and 'evil' is, in truth, an overgrown goofball who can't keep her mind off of sex and cuddling cute things.  It's a common rumor, one with a startling amount of support, that her old cave is filled with well hung stallions and adorable mares bound by webbing for her to 'prey' upon whenever she damn well pleases.
Current Home: Originally it was the Darksand Isle of the StormReach archipelago, but currently she lives on the highways and byways of Equestria alongside Knightmare, Salindra, and Sinmaria.
Misc: Lolth's base design[appearance] is derived from the unnamed 'spider queen' boss battle from stunnerpony's 'Ask Georgia' Tumblr.  Said character is a 'one scene wonder' that Stunnerpony has given me full permission to sue as I see fit.

Sir_Knightmare wrote:

Name: Lolth

Approved.

Name: Owl Eyes
Race: Earth pony
Age: 27
Mane: Dark blue and very long
Coat: dark grey
Cutie mark.: Magnifying glass with a large eye instead of a lens
Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: He's short with yellow eyes
Distinguishing Features: The way he dresses makes him stick out like a sore thumb. He almost always has a pair of maroon tinted round sunglasses that make it nearly impossible to see what he's looking at. He also has a top hat, penguin and suit
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): He's good at talking, and tends to spot minute details that while easily apparent to everyone, are easily looked over and ignored.
Weaknesses: When it comes to his profession it's hard to actually find good sources and reliable information. Because of this, he's working on mostly off of word of mouth, rumors, and information that isn't grounded in science or proof. As such, stuff that he thinks should work could completely whiff and fail outright. He's also not very strong, and relies on surprise to win, and can easily be outdone in a fair fight.  
Occupation: Monster hunter, vampire slayer, with about as much legitimacy as any other roving "monster slayer" would lack.  
Gear: He has a suit case full of your generic vampire killing gear plus a few other items made for dealing with other such monsters. Knifes plated in silver, garlic, wooden stakes of varying sizes, holly water (or some equivalent fitting for the setting). It also has a removable back that hides parts that when put together make a crossbow as well as a few crossbow bolts with silver plated tips.
History: His family were normal farm ponies, and from an early age he was raised to believe he would work on the same farm his dad, grampa, and great gramp and ETC worked on until they day their backs went out. He didn't like this, and his parents intentionally dashed any hopes or attempts he had at getting out of the cycle and doing something other than working on the farm. This is until he became an adult. He left the farm the day after he was old enough when nobody was around and never said a word or looked back. He wanted a life of adventure, to do something important, and chose to be someone like the heroes in the stories he was told as a foal. This left him where he is now, All the money he brought with him spent on what would essentially be a vampire killing kit and a few other choice items to help him go after the things that goes thump in the night. He's been at this for two years now. Sadly, he's more confident and competent.
Personality: cheerful and aloof. Rarely if ever gets angry. He's very self righteous and can make decisions most would consider difficult nearly instantly.  
Current Home: Travels

Name: Mater Maria[AKA 'The Sacred Darkness', The Statue, The Golem]
Race: Golem[Resembles an anthropomorphic Alicorn]
Age: 1000+ years
Mane: Grey-scale
Coat: Granite Black
Cutie mark.: Slate gray copy of NMM's Cutie Mark
Extra details that aren't needed but are nice to add: It should be noted that Maria's body consists of over 95% solid granite and, without her pedestal, is over 12 feet tall.  Overall her weight is in excess of a ton and a half.
Distinguishing Features: Gigantic thestral wings, sharp teeth, T-cup breasts and an equally large penis, Flowing mane that appears to be made from volcanic sand, her eyes are carved from solid emeralds, her 'armor' appears to be made from slightly tarnished Mythril Silver.
Specialty (eg. special spells, unique powers etc): Maria can repair herself given sufficient time, so long as at least one piece of her silver armor remains intact.  Beyond that and the level of strength needed to even move, Maria actually has very little powers.
Weaknesses: Maria is exceedingly slow and lethargic in her movements, her magic is highly limited as well[barely allowing her to glide, flight is out of the question], and while she was carved a millennium ago, she only recently gained life and still has a lot to learn. Mater Maria's powers are influenced by moonlight: During the Night, her body is like flesh in texture and appearance, and she is able to move freely, but during the day, her flesh becomes stone, limiting her to a pace slower than even the slowest of snails, and is rendered entirely immobile when in direct line of sight of anyone.
Occupation: 'Mascot' of StormReach, 'Jugg'ernaut
Gear: Mythril Silver 'armor'
History: Commissioned by the legendary thestral warrior General 'Grant' Granted Provisions, Both he and the mason commissioned decided to form the statue based on their own perceptions of the dreaded Mare in the Moon, resulting in not a horrible monster, but a beautiful, if dangerous, and comically over-endowed goddess of beauty.
While that would be all well and good, if a bit in bad taste, the real problem came when they decided the best place for it was not in whitetail woods nor the old Castle Everfree, but in the city center of their own home after the fall.  The city of Pirates, StormReach.
Why was this bad?  Not only was the statue subjected to prayer as 'Mater Maria', 'The Holy Mother', but with the near-constant battles, demon invasions so regular they built a CLOCK based on them, and exposure to the bizarre magical effects of 'The Breach', over the centuries this polished granite statue became imbued with powerful chaotic magic.
And the final straw was the return of Nightmare Moon and the rescue of Princess Luna.  One final burst of magic was the last thing it took, and Mater Maria went from dead, lifeless stone, to a being akin to a Golem, her granite flesh having a give to it akin to putty, unless struck, where its stony strength comes back full force.
Personality: Mater Maria, fr all her resemblance to a hybrid of Nightmare Moon and the Milkmare of Trottingham, is actually fairly docile.  She's not 'dumb' so much as much younger than her ancient age would imply.  She has been 'alive' in the mystical sense for about 25 years, but has only had mobility for about 3.  As such she is stuck having to go to school.  Gods above save us if she moves to Ponyville....
Current Home: Central Market Square of StormReach
Misc: Yes, it's a hyper-sexualized statue of Nightmare Moon given life.  Just...just roll with it.  If you want to see the artwork of her, please PM me as it's far too NSFW to provide here in public. I have pics of both her 'stone' form and her 'flesh' form if you need/want them.