Post by Rabbit Fire on Mar 31, 2012 19:07:48 GMT -5
Made via generalzoi's pony creator and edited by myself
Pony's name: Rabbit Fire
Pony's age: Young Adult
Type of pony or animal: Donkey!
Pony's cutie mark and special talent: None but he's a speedy delivery man!
Employment: Courier
Current city: Canterlot
Appearance:
Rabbit Fire isn’t the buffest of stallions. He’s kind a small and otherwise pretty average. He’s a strong guy though, able to carry something heavy for a long time like his job would require. He’s just a little bigger than the females, but not that much.
His hair is grey but he’s not old, he has no mane but the hair on the top of his head is long and gets very poofy. All over his body his fur is never that short, it curls around in places. He has a white under belly and white arm pits as well as white around his mouth. His ears are very long, hence the Rabbit part of his name. His ears are white on the inside and very fluffy with a ring of black around the outside. His eyes are black and large and his jaw line is sharp. He usually carries a mellow affable expression on his face and a courier bag over his back.
In his human form Rabbit Fire is, like in his Donkey form, only a little bigger than most girls, about five foot ten inches tall. He’s got very soft delicate features; tired eyes and cupid’s bow lips. He has the same black eyes and poofy grey hair but his skin his pale and freckled. His clothes are loose fitting and naturally dyed. Rabbit Fire likes feathers and beads and natural fabrics. He tends to shop in second hand stores. He really gets into “alternative living” but really it’s just because he likes to find things rather than just buy them.
All and all Rabbit Fire exudes an air of confidence and coolness where ever he goes. He’s also got a bit of the derpy hooves in him. When he comes walking along with his nose to the ground following an ant back it its nest and things like that. He’s just a Donkey living in a pony’s world.
Personality
Ever so often you'll stumble upon someone who's down to earth with their head stuck in the clouds, and that's Rabbit Fire. He's the coolest guy in canterlot, and by that I don't mean that he has the most friends or a super slick cutie mark, what I mean is that he keeps his cool and let's things that don't mater truly slide. You could follow him around all day blaring away on a vuvuzela and he'll just smile his blithe little smile and tap his toes to the beat... And then you get him around girls. Rabbit Fire turns into a bubbling wreck around girls. Ask him to flirt with one and he'll run out of the room. It took him two years to get his first and only girlfriend.
Then there's the scars he carries from his past. If anything reminds him of his friends he gets really quiet, then he get's an extra unlucky streak for the rest of the day. Everyone thinks Rabbit Fire is unlucky, but it's funny how his bad luck increases whenever something's bothering him.
In his spare time Rabbit Fire likes to Garden. He keeps a vegitable garden on the balcony of his apartment. He decorates garden and his apartment with things he’s collected; interesting rocks, roots, bits of twine. Rabbit Fire likes all sorts of things he likes Cows, trains, yarn, roast chicken, finding feathers on the ground, flat stones that you can skip across a lake, corderoy jackets, cuccoo clocks, colored contacts, boot sales, teddy bears, dogs with three legs, walking around in the dark, socks, clouds, being bare foot on grass, leaning backward in chairs, big thick blankets, boomerangs, fun house mirrors... I think I'm going to stop him there
Lifes not all fun and games though he doesn’t like confrontation or talking about himself and he doesn’t like thinking about his ex-girlfriend either. He tries to swallow all of his emotions and be happy all the time. One of these days it’s all going to come up on him and make him explode in feelings. Talking about other’s feelings in another matter though, he likes to help people in pickles.
Background
Rabbit Fire was born on Friday thirteenth in october, setting the tone for his childhood. He broke chairs just by sitting in them, he got paper cuts taking in the news paper, he even managed to choke on a pea once. It didn't just end with Rabbit Fire though, people got hurt just being around him. All the ponys in his area were warned to stay away from him, he had the worst case of cooties they'd ever seen. It didn't really bother Rabbit Fire though, he'd always plod along with that chipper smile on his face and eventually his good humor was rewarded with two stead fast friends, Merry Milk and Crazy Horse. Merry Milk was a bright bubbly little pony and Crazy Horse was loyal, and crazy, the kind of pony who stuck his hoof in electrical sockets.
Merry Milk and Crazy Horse thought that Rabbit Fire looked kind of weird, and he was probably defiantly cursed by his birthday, but other than that he was just fine. Rabbit Fire would wait for school to get out, then they'd play until their parents found them and dragged them back inside to do homework, or escape and hide somewhere until it was dark. As they got older and Rabbit Fire went to the same boarding school as his siblings did, they saw each other less and less. It didn't change anything during the school breaks though. The way they spent time did though, less hide and go seek and more sit and go talk.
Rabbit Fire felt different around Merry Milk, weird and tingly. After his first year of school he worked up the nerve to ask an aggravated Crazy Horse if he would ask one of Merry Milk’s girlfriends whether she liked him or not. After his Second year he and a begrudging Crazy Horse helped him work up the nerve to ask her to be his girlfriend. On easter break of Third year she decided to take the reins and kissed him. Then, on the Summer after his third year she ran into his room house.
She told Rabbit Fire that Crazy Horse confessed he'd liked her all along, and unfortunatly she realized she liked Crazy Horse as well. She started seeing Crazy Horse behind his back! Merry Milk injected the story with a hundred apologies, crying all the way through. Rabbit Fire wasn't sure why she was crying, she wasn't the one who got cheated on. Rabbit Fire told her to leave then he locked himself in his room and cried for three days. Merry Milk and Crazy Horse came to his door, never together. Crazy Horse pleaded that he had made a mistake and that it was over, Merry Milk begging Rabbit Fire to take her back.
On the third day Rabbit Fire's mother made him open the door and talk to Merry Milk. Merry Milk made him sit down on the bed, she told him how Crazy Horse and his family decided to move away. At the end of summer Rabbit Fire suddenly made the decision that he wasn't sad anymore. He just pretended to be his usual care-free self until the lie became reality, for the most part. But life at home and at school all became to much in the end so he ran away to Canterlot, where he got his cutie mark as a courier and worked as one ever since. He's kept his happy act up for years and now everyone believe s it, he even believes it himself. He smiles, he laughs, he is happy, he just has a heavier heart.
Anything else you'd like to add:
He's awesome.
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Your name: Moth
Your age: 22
Roleplaying experience: 8 years
How you found us: Proboards Support
Other characters: N/A
Roleplaying sample:
From a Harry Potter Next Generation rp
There were many ways of getting from point a to point b and a handful more if you knew some basic things about magic but to Ron and Hermione there was only one way of getting to No.12 Grimwald place and that was through a complex series of trains and "tubes." It was not that the long arduous years of disaperating and apparating time and time again do different yet no less bleak and dangerous locations had soured them to the process of apparating there but rather that Grimwald place, more dusty and decrepit than ever it was, was so miserably depressing that they normally made a day trip of going there just to delay the inevitable conclusion to the day, that drab and dank and dab Moody cursed home that they were forced to live in for so many months, where some less than reputable mole dropped off information for them to take into the office.
So the day normally went like this; they took two trains to London, on which Ron would stand in the on-train store, tell Hermione how amazed he was that they had on-train stores, laugh at the romance novel titles they were selling, then sit down next to her and she would fall asleep on him. Then they stopped for coffee in london, took the underground and sat across from each other just to talk. Today however the trip wasn't fun.
Today the talking on the tube would suddenly turn into "the talk" they had both been dreading. Suddenly they would be the crazy couple on the subway that no one wanted to sit by. And I suppose it all started when Ron said. "So I was talking to Malfoy the other day..."