Just started ;D

[Elfwood]

Name: TearDrop
Age: 15
Type: Water Pegasus
Symbol: A sparkling Tear Drop/Water Drop
Colors: White plus shades of blue and a tad of purple
Description: Body coat is white. Has a flaxen (darker shades turn to lighter shades) blue stockings on all legs and muzzle. Mane and tail is woven light blue and lavender. Sparkles are light blue and tear drop is blue. Wing Feathers are of soft white down and are small. Has big cup ears and tear drop shaped eyes. The edge of her eye curves downward, her eye is a light blue with a dark blue pupil. Mane is medium length and curly, often light and bouncy. Her forelock runs off to the left side off her face and is long, running down to her shoulder. Tail is wavy and goes down to mid cannon length. Legs are long for age and are relatively thin as well. Mane falls over right of neck.
Personality: She likes to have fun and be noticed, but also finds it fun to slip by un-noticed. She enjoys swimming and feeling the wind whistle through her mane and feathers. She can’t fly, because of the small state of her wings but holds them with pride.
Temperament: Nice and understanding. Is slightly flirtatious around stallions and is easily flattered. She likes to pose and cook, and is often making treats for friends. She is slightly shy but usually over comes it as she gets to know the Pony better.
Birthplace: Solsbury Hill
History: She was born with her twin brother GlassShard (he’s coming soon). She had the better life of the two. She was taken by her father, a kind Pony that loved nature, and learned about life and it’s many mysteries. She loved to learn with him and never once thought about life with her brother and mother. Her father wished to keep it that way. But it wasn’t meant to be. Her father was killed in a gruesome accident when she was only 8. It happened right before her eyes but she never did cry. Despite her name she has never once shed a tear. And she seems to always take away another’s tears. After he father’s death she ran away. She hadn’t a clue where she was going but she didn’t want to be there, and she never wanted to return. She galloped as far as her legs would take her before collapsing of exhaustion near the Rainbow River. Here she found the life that she always wanted. With the flowing waters and friendly Ponies she made her life, and developed her love for swimming. And she lives there still now.

User Info:
E-mail: [e-mail]
IM: Not sure what that is...
RP Experience: Lots, neopets and other creatures
Fav 2003 MLP: Strawberry Shortcake

[Elfwood]

And here is her brother:

Name: GlassShard
Age: 15
Type: Black Unicorn
Symbol: A glass fragment/shard with a glimmer through the middle
Colors: Dark grey, silver, black and some purple
Description: Dark grey coat with black flaxen stockings and silver mane and tail. Mane and tail are dead strait and silky. Forelock is always short, it curls and grows on it’s own and must be cut often to keep in it check. Purple orb (eye) and dark purple pupil. Has leg feathers from knee and hock downward, are short and “feathery” never growing strait but jut out of his legs. Horn is faded, darkest at the tip and lightest at the base.
Personality: Is a solitary Pony and is often given a wide girth. He never looks right at any Pony but keeps his eyes averted. Nopony has seen him smile since he came to Ponyville, a dark and shady creature. Most of the time he is usually wandering around back and in alleys of Ponyville but sometimes goes out onto the streets for rare visits.
Temperament: He is a confused Pony and is unpredictable. He often speaks low and edgily. But he rarely speaks. He is normally always on edge and keeps to himself.
Birthplace: Solsbury Hill
History: He was born on Solsbury Hill with his twin sister TearDrop (see last post). GlassShard was taken by their mother and out to a dark forest. There he was risen in pain and suffering. He was never whipped or hurt but he was completely ignored by his mother unless he did a chore wrong. In which he was punished, by no food. He hardened and became bitter as the years went by until he couldn’t stand it any longer. He did what most other Ponies would never had done. He had hurt her, bad. When he had calmed down and seen the limp body of his mother her let out a strangled cry and ran away. He ran long and hard, through his weakened state he still managed to make it to the Rainbow River. He was 13 and his sister lived there. They crossed paths quite often but neither one recognized the other. He stayed until his shady personality got the better of the happy Ponies and he was told to leave. He left, and made his way into Ponyville. Where he wanders homeless and does odd jobs here and there.

User Info:
Look above to last post

[idaiblo]

HIYA!!! TearDrop would be good to RP with Bravo, yetyou have to wait till Beck *pone* has stamped it

[Jewel]

Beautiful profile posts! I look forward to seeing your posts as you start to play here. Since Becka's away for a short time, you can actually get away with having MY stamp. And so...

STAMP!

Have fun!

[Elfwood]

Yay! Thanks!! I'm gonna go rp now!

[Elfwood]

Also my Ponies' have piccys of them ;D

Here's Tear:
www.deviantart.com/view/11077649/
and again ;D:
www.deviantart.com/view/11079266/
and yet again!:
www.deviantart.com/view/11079294/

Here's Glass:
www.deviantart.com/view/11045525/
(Oh and ignore the brown spot scanning probelms. It always got in a paper jam)

[Elfwood]

Another Char ;D

Name: Northern Lights
Age: 18
Type: Punk Rock Earth Pony
Symbol: A wavy band of light
Colors: Shades of blue, black white and green
Description: He has a spiked Mohawk mane that is multicolored with shades of blue. The two end ones are light bright blue (o.O) and the colors fade into white. There are 11 spikes. One is his forelock, and it juts out of his head like a horn and it often fools ponies as well. His tail is flaxen, blue at the top and white at the bottom. His dock is wrapped in bright green bandage, the color of his huge eyes. His head and neck along with his legs are all covered in blue. His legs are various colors of blue, each color running into the other in odd manners, like the Northern Lights. The darkest blue runs into his pitch black body in a manner of flame like “licks”
Personality: He’s just that, a punk rock pony. He loves to slam on his guitar, though it doesn’t sound the greatest since he doesn’t have any fingers to properly play the strings. And he is a smart pony but is often acting stupid. He has a kind heart and is almost never frowning, instead he grins his life away. His bright green eyes scare other ponies but he wouldn’t trade them for the world, they fact that they were like glowing lanterns is what made him love them. He loves to flirt with the mares but he is a sad flirter. He isn’t a jerk like some other Stallions and know when to stop, but he just can’t get the words out right. This is probably what makes him cute to the ladies. He is always fussing about his Mohawk, no pony can touch it and if the gel starts to weaken he always has a supply of gel somewhere close to hoof. It’s not that he’s vain, it’s just that his Mohawk is his pride and joy.
Temperament: Kind and always cheerful. Never without a smile across his face. Lame, sad flirter and is always trying to be funny. Or maybe it’s because he’s optimistic.
Birthplace: Rainbow River
History: He was always a happy foal. He never fussed, unless he was taken in from play time too early. He grew up with his father, mother and 5 older brothers. Even with they’re bullying and picking on him he still managed to grow up happy. In fact he had the best spirits of the lot. He had always been a normal but over energetic foal. As he grew into a strong colt he often visited Ponyville. That was where he saw his first guitar. He planted his hooves in the shop window and gazed at the flaming rock guitar with his jaw hanging open and eyes wide as watermelons. And he wouldn’t budge, try as his family might. They couldn’t get him to budge. Finally his father gave up trying to move him back home and went in the store, buying the $5000 guitar for his son. He would soon regret it. North pranced all the way home swinging on his hind legs with the guitar in his front ones. His parents were grumbling about the cost and his brothers were jealous. This didn’t improve things. Days later rocking guitar solos rang out across Rainbow River. After he played his first note North knew he wanted to be a punk rocker. And he became just that, or almost. On his 18th birthday North left home, and headed to Ponyville. His brothers had left years before, being older than him. He hadn’t a clue where they had went, but it wasn’t Ponyville. He lives in Ponyville now, looking for a band to work with.
Pictures: www.deviantart.com/view/11104808/

[Jewel]

Rock on! *STAMP*

[Becka *Pone*]

Welcome to C03!

Just popping in to say hi to all the new people and read the bios myself, so I know who is here