-Octavia-

I should think so...some of the music to which I listen is a few centuries old.

Oh yeah...I'm just noticing that you can vote for multiple characters... -_- Randi pls.

Would I be totally biased if I voted for my own character? WAIT?! SOMEONE VOTED FOR ARIA?!? Oh I am goooood... Edit: Oh, well gee, I wonder who that could be... Edit 2: Of six votes so far, it says only two are made by members? Well that's gotta be good, right?

I remember this one time when I made a post. So I think it's pretty solid.

I wish. I'd hardly call 35 seconds "speedcubing" ;_;

So essentially an ISTP? Welcome to best type. I jest. Most likely you are just an INTJ who has done a better job of developing their weaker cognitive functions. Or an unhealthy INTJ, if we're going the other way with it *shrugs*. There are no hybrids. Just levels of development. One's mind will always have a particular preference in its method of interacting with the world. It's just more difficult to see when one is consciously making choices they would not normally make. That's one thing I think people don't realize with MBTI. It isn't a "personality" test, strictly speaking. You don't take it expecting to be told exactly who you are. They aren't cookie-cutter labels, where everyone of a single type act in the exact same manner, or have the exact same preferences, or partake in the exact same activities, or what have you...you get where I'm going with it. It's a generalization of how you're most often expected to act...not that you're going to act that way 100% of the time. (Not ranting specifically at you; I'm just saying in general)

You can try.

Haven't attempted to create a character within a space of several hours before. I'm pretty sure I have about 4.5 more, but better safe than sorry: https://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/guinevere-p%C3%A2tisserie-r9026 I might just end up working with her a bit more in the future. She's a bit two-dimensional right now, but I'm liking the concept. Plus, it is going to be quite fun trying to emulate her speech in writing.

I suppose I could help move things along. Maybe. I need something to help restore my creativity.

@@Stardust*, Aria considered the pegasus before her for a moment before letting a small smile play upon her muzzle. "You give me far too much credit, Stellina," said Aria lightly, ruffling her partner's mane. With that, she began a slow march towards the house, lightly brushing Stellina with her tail as she passed. Far too much credit... O what fickle thing you are, mind, accepting the self but not as a whole. And to let no one in whilst wanting assurance, and then rejecting assurance upon receiving it. Such can only be detrimental to your, no, my state of mind. Caught in a cycle of wanting nothing yet everything, yet perhaps still just one thing. But what? Oft do emotions elicit illogical responses, yet discriminating against them is folly...somehow. And those words, why does she say them? And why do I care? For the words? Obviously I care about her...is that not clear? And...why? Just why? Why, mind, are you leaving me in this state? Clear thyself of such thoughts, lest I become some incomprehensible husk, for I cannot hope to function well with feelings on my tongue. So speak, you fool. You know not of what she wants. You know not of what you yourself want. You pride yourself on living in the moment? Then live in this one. Speak your mind, for once, voice your concerns. Not with that flippant tongue, but with the tongue you hardly use that wants only to appease the heart. You do have one, yes? A heart? "Hey. You know I would never leave you."

Which will never happen. Not because that is how I'm trying to play it, but because that's just the way things are.

Correction: the Internet has little understanding of fashion and does not realize the hat it actually hates is the trilby. @OP: Don't see the problem with a fedora (an actual fedora), personally. Or what about a straw hat in the style of a pork pie, with the purple represented in the band?

Nothing. Given that she is my ponysona, I already am my OC.

"Nah, I get it. I can imagine the silence coupled with my oft deadpan expression...well, I don't exactly instill warm fuzzy feelings in others." Aria closed her eyes and momentarily lost herself on a passing breeze. "It's fine, though. I'm thicker-skinned than all that to worry about what he thinks of me, and I'm not going to bother correcting him. I imagine you're right though. About him seeing actions rather than words...or lack thereof, at any rate." Upon the pair fell golden light, as the sun blazed bright and brief against the suffocating indigo that was currently the sky. Passing wisps of clouds lazily draped themselves against the scene, giving the impression of a frothing ocean in which they, the ponies, were submerged, drowning. "I dunno, Stellina. I am but a mercurial, mechanical musician. I cannot quite see what help I'll be here, as much as I love the prospect of adventure. I mean, the engine on the ship...even the ship itself, sure we built that. But that took quite a bit of time we don't have anymore. These hooves are good with things seemingly irrelevant to what's ahead."

An introvert, though if one considers MBTI (more for fun than objective arguments), my type is one of the most introverted introverts. That is not to say that I am crippled by social interactions, as I am good at mimicking such behaviours. Rather, I feel my best in moments of quiet solitude where I can simply exist, exploring the world around me with each of my senses.

I'm a "Heretic". Tested Very High for the Sixth Level; everything else was low. Well, no surprise there. I must repent for my heresy.