Quill Poem
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Quill Poem
Quill Poem
I don’t have a picture. Is that okay?
Gender: Male
Race: Pegasus
Mane: Red and short
Tail: Red, straight.
Eyes: Blue
Body: Yellow, average height
Cutie Mark:
https://i.servimg.com/u/f38/18/26/05/13/quill10.png
A quill in a bright green bottle.
(Yes, I know it's ugly, but whatever.)
Age: Adult (Around 20)
Personality: Although he would rather stay in his house alone than go to a party with a thousand ponies, he doesn't hate other ponies either. He is weak, and almost never fights, unless completely necessary. He is hot-tempered, though, and will yell at ponies if they annoy him too much. He's a little shy, but also brave at times. He often goes outside of his house to get inspired for poetry. He has a part-time job as a weatherpony, since writing poems don't really earn him much.
He prefers to walk, not fly, unless he's on the job of weatherpony.
Likes: Writing, poetry, funny stuff
Dislikes: Mean ponies, socializing (A little), horror stories
Special Talent: Writing poetry.
History: Quill had a normal life, growing up in Canterlot. His parents did not live in Cloudsdale, as they did not like the other pegasi. He moved to Ponyville soon after leaving his parents' house. He occasionally visits them.
He earned his cutie mark by writing a poem for a contest, and he won second place, which was pretty good considering he was about ten that time. Before discovering his talent, he always liked writing poetry. He specializes in haikus, although he can write almost anything. His knowledge of writing stories is a lot weaker.
At school, he was extremely unpopular, as others expected a colt to be more athletic, not slow or weak.
Example RP Segment: Quill Poem walked through the town, wiping his forehead from the hot sun. It honestly wasn’t that hot, but not average temperature.
He walked over to the nearest store, the Quills and Sofas shop. He didn’t really know why they bothered to keep sofas in stock. Nopony bought any, ever. Not as far as he knew anyway. Most bought quills or ink, which was understandable. Quill himself was going here to buy some. “I’d like two quills and some ink, please,” he said to the pony at the counter, handing over three bits. He came here quite often to buy ink. Sofas, not so. The pony took them, and gave him the products.
"Friendship"
I don’t have a picture. Is that okay?
Gender: Male
Race: Pegasus
Mane: Red and short
Tail: Red, straight.
Eyes: Blue
Body: Yellow, average height
Cutie Mark:
https://i.servimg.com/u/f38/18/26/05/13/quill10.png
A quill in a bright green bottle.
(Yes, I know it's ugly, but whatever.)
Age: Adult (Around 20)
Personality: Although he would rather stay in his house alone than go to a party with a thousand ponies, he doesn't hate other ponies either. He is weak, and almost never fights, unless completely necessary. He is hot-tempered, though, and will yell at ponies if they annoy him too much. He's a little shy, but also brave at times. He often goes outside of his house to get inspired for poetry. He has a part-time job as a weatherpony, since writing poems don't really earn him much.
He prefers to walk, not fly, unless he's on the job of weatherpony.
Likes: Writing, poetry, funny stuff
Dislikes: Mean ponies, socializing (A little), horror stories
Special Talent: Writing poetry.
History: Quill had a normal life, growing up in Canterlot. His parents did not live in Cloudsdale, as they did not like the other pegasi. He moved to Ponyville soon after leaving his parents' house. He occasionally visits them.
He earned his cutie mark by writing a poem for a contest, and he won second place, which was pretty good considering he was about ten that time. Before discovering his talent, he always liked writing poetry. He specializes in haikus, although he can write almost anything. His knowledge of writing stories is a lot weaker.
At school, he was extremely unpopular, as others expected a colt to be more athletic, not slow or weak.
Example RP Segment: Quill Poem walked through the town, wiping his forehead from the hot sun. It honestly wasn’t that hot, but not average temperature.
He walked over to the nearest store, the Quills and Sofas shop. He didn’t really know why they bothered to keep sofas in stock. Nopony bought any, ever. Not as far as he knew anyway. Most bought quills or ink, which was understandable. Quill himself was going here to buy some. “I’d like two quills and some ink, please,” he said to the pony at the counter, handing over three bits. He came here quite often to buy ink. Sofas, not so. The pony took them, and gave him the products.
"Friendship"
Last edited by piefan on Wed Jul 31, 2013 5:17 pm; edited 1 time in total
piefan- Posts : 3
Join date : 2013-07-28
Re: Quill Poem
He occasionally visits them. His parents, for some reason they did not tell him, didn't live in Cloudsdale.
Could you explain that to me please? I do not understand that sentence.
You ARE getting quite close to being accepted.
Could you explain that to me please? I do not understand that sentence.
You ARE getting quite close to being accepted.
Re: Quill Poem
That's 2 sentences but...
He visits his parents occasionally, and his parents don't live in Cloudsdale even though they're pegasi.
He visits his parents occasionally, and his parents don't live in Cloudsdale even though they're pegasi.
piefan- Posts : 3
Join date : 2013-07-28
Re: Quill Poem
ah. now thats better.
i guess that means...
you have been accepted.
welcome to the forum.
i guess that means...
you have been accepted.
welcome to the forum.
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