Blackbolt

By Blackbolt

• November 22, 2013




Age: 21

Gender: Female

Species: Pegasus

Appearance: Blackbolt is a pegasus, her fur is as black as charcoal, besides the fact that she has a blue stripes on her back, her mane is a mix of light and dark blue stripes. Has a scar on her right eye that she has no memory of ever getting.

Cutie Mark: Her cutie mark is a lightning bolt, to resemble her speed. The colors mean <br />Blue - freedom<br />Black - stealth<br />White - hope

Personality: She is the type of pegasus that likes to keep to herself but dosent mind making contact with others and join conversations. Likes to get straight to the point and sometimes shes a sort of a ''know it all''. The two things she hates more than anything are dishonesty and arrogance tho sometimes it might seem that she is arrogant herself<br /><br />Likes knives a lot, she usually keeps a knife with her all the time, or anything sharp really... just in case something happens.<br /><br />Dosent lose her temper too fast, but when threatened she will show a lot of agression, and will give the image that shes about to kill the being who threatens her.<br /><br />+ likes shadows, darkness, cold and orchestral music more than anything

Backstory: Very little is known about her origin, as she dosent remember most of it and all the ponies that do are either dead or missing. Shes an orphan who was raised by an unicorn. Bolt always found the horn a bit stupid on her hence she liked to tease her and call her a goat sometimes and now calls every unicorn she meets a goat. Unlike most of their kind, they lived away from everypony else, in the deepest of woods where ponies had little to no reason to be whatsoever. Due to the lack of safe places they settled down in a small cave on a mountain side. Because the forest they lived in was full of animals and creatures of all sorts but close to no eatable plants of vegetation they started eating meat and whatnot, and over time got so used to it they didnt even get disgusted by the idea of eating meat. During a rather clear night, when the moon was as blue as the purest of oceans, when the starts were shining brighter than the sun itself, the goat went out to find a plant of some sort but unfortunately never returned. For countless moons Blackbolt waited for her, didnt care too much about if she would return or not as her heart was and still is ice cold most of the time. Quite a bit of time passed, maybe a year, plus minus a few weeks and something unexpected happened. The sky was covered in dark clouds, all of them full of energy and just about ready to discharge all of the power within them. As Blackbolt watched the show from the safety of the cave a massive thunder could be heard and all of a sudden the sky lit up with blue lightning. Without any fear or worry of danger she remained at the entrance, not caring if any of these bolts hit her as she had already managed to go loco after a long year of solitude. The spectacular light show ended with one massive strike against the ground in front of the spectator. At that moment something snapped in her mind, she felt empty for the first time in years and soon started weeping like a foal who had just seen a nightmare. As she was laying down on the ground she took her time to think about life, what she was gonna do all alone, not loved or cared by anypony other than the now missing sorcerer. After half an hour or so of weeping she pulled herself together and flew up to the tip of the mountain and stood there, just watching the forest. With a deep breath and a heavy heart she decided that her time there was up and if she wanted to keep what little sanity still within her grasp she would have to at least talk to somepony but didnt want to settle down, so she became a traveler. After done packing she stood at the entrance of the cave, heart still heavy from her decision, took off and started flying away as fast as she could, so she wouldnt remember the way back. As she soon found out in the first village she came by, ponies had some sort of weird currency system that they based their trades on. Knowing she probably needed the money, she started offering her hunting expertise for the highest bidder in towns she passed by that had animal or monster problems. Never would she spend more than a week in one town, worried they would find out her eating habits and behead her like a monster. Up to this day she does what shes always done in the new world she had entered, traveling and hunting and not much is gonna change any time soon for her.<br /><br />Nopony is sure how old she is, she only guesses that shes about 21 right now and dosent seem to give 2 cents about her real age as she finds it irrelevant. <br /><br />