Atlas

By Firehearted

• December 29, 2013

Age: 23-26

Gender: Male

Species: Pegasus

Appearance: He has a white coat with black hooves. His mane is a half blue and half purple with a style similar to that of Shining Armor. His tail color is the same as his mane. He is the average height for a pegasus. He also has blue eyes. He never leaves home without his trusty Fez hat.<br />During one of his more daring adventures he took a hit to his front right leg with a sword giving him a slight limp and large scar. Since then he often hovers instead of walking when he can.

Cutie Mark: A map. It looks similar to a treasure map without an X. The map bends at the top backwards slightly and bends forward at the bottom.

Personality: Easy going. <br />It takes time for him to trust another pony and be seen as a friend in his eyes but once he does he is loyal to you in any situation and to the end if need be. <br />He is kind hearted and often helps those in need.<br />He has a good sense of right and wrong.<br />He is also very stubborn. VERY. It has often gotten him in trouble and others hurt which he regrets.<br />He is very disorganized and often loses things not important to him at the time.<br />He has a yearning for knowledge and discovery. Many times he will drop everything and forget everything but what he is studying. This is an easy way for him to get himself in trouble.<br /><br />Depressed:<br />Quite and keeps away from others. When approached blows the pony off many times. His once can-do attitude is gone.<br /><br />Evil:<br />A sociopath. His emotions are a carefully built mask to make it look like he cares. Acts mostly the same as before but inside he holds only hate and spite. It often comes out in situations and is easily angered.<br /><br />Insane:<br />A bubbly attitude. He his almost always happy and bad situations don't deter it. He can stare death in the face with a smile.<br /><br />True:<br />A master of the mask. On the outside he acts like he normally does, his "mask", but inside he's suicidal and hates himself. To him no matter what he does he will fail and carries every little thing on his back never letting go. When he's alone or thinks he's alone he may just sit and cry to himself.

Backstory: He grew up in Cloudsdale. He was second in his class only beaten by a pony that went on to be a professor. He got his cutie mark when he was walking home from school. He stopped to look at an abandoned building. He was overcome by the urge to go in. Well he did. He looked around for a good 30 min. then he heard voices. He hid and waited. Well to make a long story short he listened to an evil plot, was found, outsmarted the baddies, and busted them. This was when he discovered his love for danger and adventure.<br />His teenage years were normal. Mostly. He constantly got in trouble with the police for speeding in the skyways and going places he shouldn't have.<br /><br />On his eighteenth birthday he signed up for the guard with it's promises of adventure and glory. He served with the Northern Guard for four years. He left after he didn't get the adventure he was looking for. His first true exbiition was two years later. He was broke and traveling the country for work. While travsling through Ponyville he was approached by an old stallion in grey. The stallion asked him to go to the Everfree and retrieve his fez for him that he left. At first Atlas was hesitant but after money came into the picture he went for it. After a few hours of searching he stumbled into a den of timber wolves. They chased him all the way to an old ruin where he held up for the night. He had to eat native berries and make his own fire from flint he found. Despite his conditions the little adventure made him feel alive and happy. After spending the night he returned to Ponyville hatless. But on his way o the road was a lone fez with a briefcase under it. Inside the briefcase were enough bits to keep him going. He threw on the fez and wore it from then on.<br /><br />He had made many friends and enemies on his travels. His enemies spanned from Manehatten to the Griffon Kingdom and his friend were just as wide spread.<br /><br />On one of his treks he was left to die in the Savannah. He had been helping locals organize themselves to rebel against the local oppressive leader who caught him. Without anything to eat he would have starved but he was lucky enough to stumble upon an animal carcass. Despite the fact being a pony he eat the meat to stay alive. This was the only occasion he ate meat and he is deeply ashamed of eating the meat and the thought haunts him to this day. <br /><br />He knows Zecora as he has been to the Everfree a lot. She often trends to his injures and is a big help when going deep into the forest.<br /><br />Most of his friends are in the Griffon Kingdom. Most of his enemy's are there as well. If he can access the Griffon Kingdom he will and can get what he needs. He is often hunted by Griffon barons he has offended or served justice to. He has developed on almost family link bond with the Griffons. He has suffered with the, starved with them, celebrated with them and they do the same with him.<br />He is slightly paranoid from being hunted.<br /><br />He has a crazy attachment to his fez. He gets angry with anyone who touches it without his permission and feels naked without it (Despite the fact he is being a pony and all)<br /><br />IMPORTANT: On one of his travels to he Griffon Kingdom he encountered a dangerous artifact sought after by many. The artifact was the Talon of October: a cursed object that held the spirit of greed and other evils. In the right hooves it could be used to give the user power beyond that of Celestia. Atlas protected it, but at a cost. He smashed the artifact on a rock to get rid of it with unforeseen results. An evil version of him molded in his body. The demon inside the Talon had to go somewhere. It took control of him bending Atlas's mind to his will. The ponies chasing him soon arrived for the artifact but found it in pieces. Atlas stood nearby an evil smile on his face. <br />The enraged leader ordered his ponies to kill Atlas. Atlas killed all of them leaving the leader alive. Atlas tortured him for days in the wilderness before killing him by impaling him on a pike. Atlas took control back over his body watching the pony die on the pike. He had seen it all. Done it all. The dying ponies eyes looked at him with agony. Atlas ran. He hid in the forest for weeks feeding off the land. He emerged much later a changed pony. He will never speak of that day or what happened. Anything that even hints at it will make him want to flee and give him a panic attack.<br /><br />Branch offs:<br />Depressed:<br />The years of seeing what he saw finally got to him. He devolved into a depressed and gloomy pony only seeing the worst. He's become a chain smoker and heavy drinker to coup with his thoughts. Many of his friends have tried to help him but he remained resistant. All he does now is drink his thoughts away slowing draining the money he had earned over the years.<br /><br />Evil: <br />The spirits of evil and actions of those around him got in his head. He has become an evil and heartless pony out for blood and money. Any who stand in his path are cut down by his sword with less than a thought. His friends have abandoned the now evil pony they once knew. His enemies fear him for his cunning and brutality. Torturing others has become a normal practice for the new Atlas. <br /><br />Insane:<br />The years and trials broke him. The once strong minded pony fell apart somewhere along his travels. His mind thinks thoughts that no pony knows. He hides his otherwise blatant insanity from many but it comes out with strange twitches, mood swings, irrational suggestions, and otherwise erotic behavior.<br /><br />Evil and insane:<br />In his insanity evil sprouted. With a combination of strange actions and cruelty the new Atlas is to be feared. He is erotic and cruel without reason. He was evolved a almost serial killer like attitude. When he kills he makes it slow and painful. He often cannibalizes victims of his torture embracing his past action in the Savannah. He enjoys watching pain laughing when his victims scream in agony.<br /><br />Salta (Sal): <br />The spirit from the Talon never quiet left Atlas. While she is weakened and isn't as cruel she still is problems. She is the polar opposite of Atlas down to the gender with the only thing she keeps form his is her coat colors. Unfortunately, Sal can never leave Atlas. Sal has joined with Atlas' soul meaning if one dies so does the other. The two have fight a civil war for his body but Atlas is stronger and Sal can only defeat him when he is both physically and mentally exhausted.<br /><br />Watered Down Sal:<br />Still kinda a jerk but has a soft side. The two don't battle for control but more of share it. Every so often Atlas will left Sal stay in control and let her do what she wants.