Post by Pixy Stix on Aug 26, 2014 19:15:10 GMT -5
Name:
Pixy Stix
Age(Based on human ages):
20
Gender:
Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight.
Special Talent: Technically refinery for the candy dust, but more generally candy making.
Career: Does measly part-time jobs.
Race: Unicorn.
Pixy Stix
Age(Based on human ages):
20
Gender:
Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight.
Special Talent: Technically refinery for the candy dust, but more generally candy making.
Career: Does measly part-time jobs.
Race: Unicorn.
Appearance
Height:
A tiny bit below average.
Body Type:
About average, thin but not fit.
Mane Color:
Forest green with a vague mix of lime green at the tips.
Eye Color:
Hot pink.
Coat color:
Sky blue.
Markings:
Typically none, aside from the red mark she'll get on her nose when she wears her reading glasses for too long.
Additional:
She often wears silver or grey reading glasses, as she loves to read. She will tend to forget they're on her face even if she's not reading.
General Appearance: She is generally well-kept. The fur on her chest can every now and then be ruffled, to give her a fluffy look, but she'll attempt to smooth it down before anyone sees. Her hooves usually show their tufts of fur, however. Her hair on the other hand is usually up in a messy bun. And she gives herself bangs to keep out of her eyes. From getting sticky candy in her tail, she had decided to cut it short.
A tiny bit below average.
Body Type:
About average, thin but not fit.
Mane Color:
Forest green with a vague mix of lime green at the tips.
Eye Color:
Hot pink.
Coat color:
Sky blue.
Markings:
Typically none, aside from the red mark she'll get on her nose when she wears her reading glasses for too long.
Additional:
She often wears silver or grey reading glasses, as she loves to read. She will tend to forget they're on her face even if she's not reading.
General Appearance: She is generally well-kept. The fur on her chest can every now and then be ruffled, to give her a fluffy look, but she'll attempt to smooth it down before anyone sees. Her hooves usually show their tufts of fur, however. Her hair on the other hand is usually up in a messy bun. And she gives herself bangs to keep out of her eyes. From getting sticky candy in her tail, she had decided to cut it short.
Personality
Likes:
Sweet things, fiction books, paper arts&crafts (or more commonly, origami), calming or soothing music, old-fashioned places or things (things with 'charm'), and she enjoys time to herself.
Dislikes:
Bitter tasting things, nonfiction books, when a day ends, tedious work, 'scary' weather (bad storms), forgetting to put her glasses on when she opens a book, and 'ignorant' types.
Strengths:
Compassion for others, her knowledge on literature, which in turn makes her witty when needed, and she's rather observant.
Weaknesses:
Easily insulted and made to cry, not too great in the magical sense, sometimes the inability to actually understand one's issues, and she can't speak too well to men.
Fears:
Completely dark places, blood or gore, and sometimes the more creepier things she'll read.
General Personality: She's rather the quiet type. She would be best in the company of someone who can't stop talking rather than the spotlight be on her. She will tell if you ask, but that also depends on how personal the question is. She's happiest when she's reading, and she likes to make her candy but she is lately finding it bothersome. She tries to be nice to strangers, being taught on the superstition of karma. However, she'll tend to be overly shy to stallions, she can't explain it, she just gets nervous around them. To talk comfortably with one, she'll probably need a friend, or if he's feminine. Though, sometimes, when she's feeling strong, she can push herself to talk to one on her own. She gets frozen in big crowds and will probably need the help of a friend or a kind stranger to pull her away.
Because she absolutely loves to read, she will often get irritated when someone continues to interrupt her from a novel. She won't outwardly express it, but she will cast as much of a glare she can pull off when they turn around. She rarely gets angry, however, and something that will usually make someone else mad will just make her resort to tears. Almost anything can be said to her to make her feel hurt, and knowing this herself, she'll tend to hide her hurt feelings until she is by herself. She understands how almost everyone can't handle a cry baby. Though, she doesn't just cry at every issue, she is rather independent. She lives completely by herself, and if she's caused an issue, she will try her best to fix it. Be it between other ponies or an object.
Despite her weak emotional stability, she often becomes the support beam for those she truly cares about. If one earns her respect and trust, it'll be very hard for them to be removed from such a list, even if the proof is right in front of her eyes. As she is nervous around men, it's that much harder to earn it and also to lose it. Although, because she is seen as meek, those upon that special list of hers are few and far between.
Sweet things, fiction books, paper arts&crafts (or more commonly, origami), calming or soothing music, old-fashioned places or things (things with 'charm'), and she enjoys time to herself.
Dislikes:
Bitter tasting things, nonfiction books, when a day ends, tedious work, 'scary' weather (bad storms), forgetting to put her glasses on when she opens a book, and 'ignorant' types.
Strengths:
Compassion for others, her knowledge on literature, which in turn makes her witty when needed, and she's rather observant.
Weaknesses:
Easily insulted and made to cry, not too great in the magical sense, sometimes the inability to actually understand one's issues, and she can't speak too well to men.
Fears:
Completely dark places, blood or gore, and sometimes the more creepier things she'll read.
General Personality: She's rather the quiet type. She would be best in the company of someone who can't stop talking rather than the spotlight be on her. She will tell if you ask, but that also depends on how personal the question is. She's happiest when she's reading, and she likes to make her candy but she is lately finding it bothersome. She tries to be nice to strangers, being taught on the superstition of karma. However, she'll tend to be overly shy to stallions, she can't explain it, she just gets nervous around them. To talk comfortably with one, she'll probably need a friend, or if he's feminine. Though, sometimes, when she's feeling strong, she can push herself to talk to one on her own. She gets frozen in big crowds and will probably need the help of a friend or a kind stranger to pull her away.
Because she absolutely loves to read, she will often get irritated when someone continues to interrupt her from a novel. She won't outwardly express it, but she will cast as much of a glare she can pull off when they turn around. She rarely gets angry, however, and something that will usually make someone else mad will just make her resort to tears. Almost anything can be said to her to make her feel hurt, and knowing this herself, she'll tend to hide her hurt feelings until she is by herself. She understands how almost everyone can't handle a cry baby. Though, she doesn't just cry at every issue, she is rather independent. She lives completely by herself, and if she's caused an issue, she will try her best to fix it. Be it between other ponies or an object.
Despite her weak emotional stability, she often becomes the support beam for those she truly cares about. If one earns her respect and trust, it'll be very hard for them to be removed from such a list, even if the proof is right in front of her eyes. As she is nervous around men, it's that much harder to earn it and also to lose it. Although, because she is seen as meek, those upon that special list of hers are few and far between.
History
Father:
Skyline, deceased, 27 years apart from Pixy.
Mother:
Desert Rose, a florist, about 24 years apart from Pixy.
Siblings: None.
Other: A beta fish in a simple tank.
History: Pixy had an average childhood. She was born and raised in Ohayo (America's Ohio) with a loving mother and father, and somewhat spoiled being a single child. She went through a couple of phases she'd rather not remember during her teens. It's in her teens that she discovered that men made her uneasy. Because of this, she thought she was gay, and attempted to date a girl, but was thrown into confusion when her heart told her that this wasn't right for her. So she had to awkwardly explain this to her girlfriend and for once be bold. The other girl wasn't particularly fond of such a turn, and proceeded to insult Pixy and spread lies. Thus, making her become as reserved as she is.
Her father passed from an illness a few years back. This news devastated her mother, and her mother fell into a crippling depression. Pixy lived with her mother for as long as she could, until her mother abruptly kicked her out. She claimed she needed to be alone, and declared that Pixy should already be gone considering her age. This ruined their relationship, as her mother turned stone cold and stubborn. So she had to battle with rejection and grief as she struggled to find a job and a place to live. Finding herself here, in this city, and she rather likes it here, the quaintness. Pixy tries to call to check on her every so often, but the calls usually ring into an unused voicemail. She dreams to one day re-establish her relationship with her mother.
She acquired her cutie mark accidentally in a science project on candy. Accidentally, because she did the project wrong. It was supposed to display something to do with atoms, but she misheard during class and began studying for how candy was made. It wasn't too hard to discover for her, as she happened to ask the right questions. But when she actually started to make simple powder into flavored sweet-and-sour goodness, she earned her mark. She was a late bloomer, and was ecstatic when it finally appeared.
Skyline, deceased, 27 years apart from Pixy.
Mother:
Desert Rose, a florist, about 24 years apart from Pixy.
Siblings: None.
Other: A beta fish in a simple tank.
History: Pixy had an average childhood. She was born and raised in Ohayo (America's Ohio) with a loving mother and father, and somewhat spoiled being a single child. She went through a couple of phases she'd rather not remember during her teens. It's in her teens that she discovered that men made her uneasy. Because of this, she thought she was gay, and attempted to date a girl, but was thrown into confusion when her heart told her that this wasn't right for her. So she had to awkwardly explain this to her girlfriend and for once be bold. The other girl wasn't particularly fond of such a turn, and proceeded to insult Pixy and spread lies. Thus, making her become as reserved as she is.
Her father passed from an illness a few years back. This news devastated her mother, and her mother fell into a crippling depression. Pixy lived with her mother for as long as she could, until her mother abruptly kicked her out. She claimed she needed to be alone, and declared that Pixy should already be gone considering her age. This ruined their relationship, as her mother turned stone cold and stubborn. So she had to battle with rejection and grief as she struggled to find a job and a place to live. Finding herself here, in this city, and she rather likes it here, the quaintness. Pixy tries to call to check on her every so often, but the calls usually ring into an unused voicemail. She dreams to one day re-establish her relationship with her mother.
She acquired her cutie mark accidentally in a science project on candy. Accidentally, because she did the project wrong. It was supposed to display something to do with atoms, but she misheard during class and began studying for how candy was made. It wasn't too hard to discover for her, as she happened to ask the right questions. But when she actually started to make simple powder into flavored sweet-and-sour goodness, she earned her mark. She was a late bloomer, and was ecstatic when it finally appeared.
Out Of Character
Name: Ghost.
Or Em, I don't mind either.
Roleplay Sample: The unicorn looked up at the call of her name, and smiled when she saw a friend. She gently closed the book she was occupied with to give her friend her full attention. She softly gave them a greeting as they approached and appreciated it
when they continued from their own greeting to tell her all about their day. Her face flushed when she realized she had zero idea what they were talking about, but decided against interrupting them to clarify. Her mind worked hard to put her friend's puzzle into joining pieces, but this just led to her staring with a perplexed expression as her brain reeled. Eventually, when they would pull her from her overloading mind, she laughed nervously and tried her best to give sound advice. If it satisfied them, she would be relieved to actually understand. If they gave her a funny look, or told her that she didn't help, she would fight hard not to cry. She never liked to disappoint her friends, after all.
[/b][/font][/div][/quote]Or Em, I don't mind either.
Roleplay Sample: The unicorn looked up at the call of her name, and smiled when she saw a friend. She gently closed the book she was occupied with to give her friend her full attention. She softly gave them a greeting as they approached and appreciated it
when they continued from their own greeting to tell her all about their day. Her face flushed when she realized she had zero idea what they were talking about, but decided against interrupting them to clarify. Her mind worked hard to put her friend's puzzle into joining pieces, but this just led to her staring with a perplexed expression as her brain reeled. Eventually, when they would pull her from her overloading mind, she laughed nervously and tried her best to give sound advice. If it satisfied them, she would be relieved to actually understand. If they gave her a funny look, or told her that she didn't help, she would fight hard not to cry. She never liked to disappoint her friends, after all.
