Undyne

Rockshire looked around the bar, it was nearly empty. And at THIS time of night? How odd... "Hmm, this is strange... There's usually a lot of ponies here at this time of night, yet, I can only see two of them...", she deduced. She turned over to Vinyl. "I guess that means more apple scotch for us if those two ponies over there don't hog it all."

Usually, I would go off on someone who says that marching band is just walking around on the field, but I'm in a good mood, so I won't go to that. Believe it or not, this actually builds stamina.

But... Now, I'm sad... My whole life is marching... And I thought we were gonna be good friends... Oh, yeah, my OC (avi-wise) here is a drummer.

Rockshire looked at the entrance, it was WAY too early for them to buy medicine. She only sighed. Then when Vinyl happened to mentioned drinks, her ears perked up. She always loved a few drinks or two. "All right, I love having a few apple scotches from time to time.", she said as she shot a wink over to Vinyl.

"Oh, um, sure.", Rockshire agreed at getting some medicine for Vinyl's friend. Something tells her that she didn't want to talk about her life. It might be even too personal for her, so she forgets asking about it. She follows Vinyl up to the pharmacy.

Rockshire was a bit surprised by Vinyl's question, mainly how she just blurted it out. But, she shook it off and looked back over to the scenery, telling her life. "Well, I've lived for about all my life. I found my talent in sculptures whenever I was just a small filly. In my elementary school, we had to do an art project. 'Make anything you want out of any material.' So, I happened to have found some wood outside my house, then I grabbed a butter knife from the kitchen, and went to creating a tree. Ironic, isn't it? I showed it to my teacher, and she said it was the most amazing thing she saw. Then, out of nowhere, my cutie mark appeared. A carving scalpel." She turned over to Vinyl. "So, what's your story? How did you get into DJ'ing?"

"Well, it's pretty easy, to be honest. I mean, sure you might not get the perfect picture out, but if you just try again, it'll be easier every single time.", Rockshire said. She turned over to Vinyl. "By my guess, your talent is... DJing?"

Rockshire looked down at the cities of Baltimare, Fillydelphia, and Ponyville over the railing. She always loved to go site seeing, especially during the night. All the lights, the scenery... It was always beautiful through her eyes. She was so mesmerized by the view that she nearly didn't hear Vinyl's question. She snapped back into reality. "Oh, it's going pretty good right now. I've completed a couple more wooden sculptures, and I'm hoping to see if the Canterlot Art Museum is willing to put them on show inside."

"OK, then! Go on ahead and lead the way!", Rockshire said excitedly. She was glad that Vinyl called her a friend even though they have met for only 2 minutes, but she didn't care. She was just lucky that she got to hang out with a new pony.

"It's nice to meet you, Vinn.", Rockshire said. "I can definitely tell that this was a last minute party. I mean, just look at this flier for instance. It looks like that a young foal could make a better flier than this. Or, that's just me."

"Yes, I'm sorry about that... I normally don't lie about anything.", Rockshire said to the white unicorn. "I'm mostly truthful. But, it stinks that the party might be postponed... Considering I was waiting forever outside, since these fliers don't even have the time on it, just the date. Oh, my name? I'm Rockshire."

Rockshire stopped in her tracks as soon as she heard another voice in the room. She turned around to a white mare, holding a pair of glasses, looking dead at her, then saying something about her being a chef. "Chef? Who, me? No, no, no. I just got tired of waiting outside for the front doors to open, so I sneaked inside. I didn't think I would get caught."

She was tired of waiting for this party to start. Rockshire looked to the side of the building, spotting a door that says, "NO ACCESS PERMITTED." The words were decorated in a blue color, all in capital letters. She didn't care, she wanted to go inside. She pulled on the door, surprisingly opening with ease, and she slipped inside.

To be honest, you shouldn't ask us what you should make your OC look like. Think about it in your view of life. How do you picture yourself basically?

Banned for reminding me of school.

Banned because... I'm also Bruce Wayne.

Hmm... As soon as my television is fixed, I'll give some consideration into watching it. And sorry to go off-topic, but HI ZATCH!

Banned because buck you, Spiderman does what he wants.

I'm not exactly a drummer, persay... I'm more of a mallet percussion player. My instrument is mainly the marimba!

It seemed as though the pony that Rockshire saw outside the building had teleported away from the building. She could only sigh and walk back towards the entrance, still waiting to get inside the building.

Rockshire looked up from her flier for a split second, only to see a pony laying down in the grass, at what looked like she was sleeping at first. She decided to walk over to her and see if she can wake her slumber. ((OOC: I have to go, possibly won't be on for the rest of the day, terribly sorry.))

Rockshire could see two ponies running up to the building. Are they also partygoers? She was debating whether to talk to them or not, considering they're two ponies she had never seen before... To occupy herself, she stared at the flier, acting like she was confused about the location.

Banned because you stole his face!