Brave Heart

By Wolfe

• March 31, 2012




Age: 20

Gender: Male

Species: Earth Pony

Appearance: (Commission done by Jitterbug Jive)

Cutie Mark: A black-outlined white shield with a heart in the center. It represents Brave's will to help and defend others. While he is merely a generalist with all skills, the main focus of his cutie mark is that he gains strength when he is defending others, whereas he will NOT when defending himself. His eyes glow blue as a side effect because of spiritual heritage (Listed in Backstory).

Personality: I know of some ponies that easily make friends with others. I’m one of those ponies that slowly warms up to other people... but when I become your friend, I’ll do what I can to keep us friends. I think I’m a sort of pony that can be funny and goofy at times, but not all the time... I just like to be in good company with others and make them feel happy. When I was growing up, a lot of ponies saw I liked to help everypony. I did like helping others because it was cool and it was nice and it made them happy. It... just seemed like the right thing to do, you know? It brought a smile to their faces whenever I listened to them and offered an extra hoof. The helping also extends to Karate. I started practicing it a while ago and I currently am a blue belt, so I can defend others if need be. Fortunately, I haven’t had the chance to use it yet.<br /><br />Love? Errhmmm... I had loved the idea of falling in love with a nice mare and going steady and....other things... As for other aspirations in life..., I’d like to be the hero for some situation, ya know? Some damsel in distress or a crook trying to rob or endanger another pony... I wouldn’t mind jumping in and doing something about it. It’d be fun to try that out, albeit I might be a bit scared at first.<br /><br />When it comes to work, I really get into it and try to do my best. I know I’m not the best, I like to do what I can to help in the workplace. Still.... I know I tend to mess up early on. I’m a bit of a newbie when it comes to new jobs... Nonetheless, I put in all the effort and knowledge I’ve learned to perform with the rest.<br /><br />Sometimes, whether it’s at work or even on the streets of Ponyville... You might see me blank out... like... going into deep thought... looking blankly down or ahead... and just... thinking about anything...<br /><br />.....<br /><br />...! Oh whoops... I did it again... Ehehehe...

Backstory: My name is Brave Heart! I was born in the hustle-and-bustle that is Manehattan. My parents are Strong Heart and Lovely Heart. And my early life... wasn’t like most other fillies and colts. Sure I had some friends that I could talk and hang out with, but the main difference was that I was a blank flank. It was tough for me and... I ended up getting bullied for it. I didn’t get it to be honest... why everyone had a cutie mark and I didn’t... Nothing seemed to show a sign to what I should be doing...<br /><br />I entered an all-colts high school where I was more or less expecting the same treatment. I was greeted to a more mature class of colts that was curious of my cutie mark-less flank rather than to ridicule it. It was..... odd to be frank... People talked about me, for both the good and bad of my bare flank. It was also odd because even throughout high school..... there was nothing for me to go by and to follow. It was during this time that I started practicing karate and liking it, however even karate wasn’t the trigger for my cutie mark’s appearance. It was then that I graduated from high school. It was easily a mixed day for me. Everyone, including me, was going onto college, but I was the only one who wasn’t entirely happy with his blank flank...<br /><br />I went to study Business because nothing else seemed to give me a sign and I thought I might as well blend into the world around me... By this point, much of Manehattan knew of me and my blank flank, so it wasn’t a big deal to many. I started feeling confused and distraught about myself. Who am I? Why doesn’t there seem to be anything that reflects what I should be doing? I... I fell into a sort of depression. I decided to look back further than of my own life.<br /><br />I took a late night trip to the library and found some basic records. I tried to find something about my family. I thought it might have been some genetic thing, or even something that occurred within certain family members. I also thought that I might find something about myself in here. Further and further I went into my family tree and that’s when I found something... I had an ancestor that was of a group from ages ago... The Knights Hospitaller, a group dedicated to helping, nursing, teaching, and defending other ponies, no matter how big or small... It was... something... Just a warm feeling when I first read and saw it... And at that moment... I got the trigger... the click... and right there, I had received my cutie mark. It was a black-bordered shield with two black lines going down the middle vertically and horizontally. And a heart in the center... I looked back in the book again and saw my cutie mark... as the shield and emblem of the Hospitallers... My mane and tail even got a few streaks of grey. It was really a happy and glad moment for me. I had a sense of where to go, but nothing actually sure and exact. Nonetheless, I finally had an identity.<br /><br />I changed from Business to Liberal Arts seeing that it would help me better than business’ self-gain mentality. I figured I needed to help other ponies, so Liberal Arts would give me a good foundation for many tasks to help others. There was also the case of Manehattan itself. It wasn’t going to give me many opportunities to try and help, so I decided the best option would be to move away. My parents were accepting of this and wished me good luck as I went to Ponyville. Hopefully in this place I might find out more about myself and my true purpose...<br /><br />--------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Shifted Backstory:<br />Kent Fuerza was a teenager in college minding his own business. He was a general jack-of-all-trades guy; Good at many, excelling at none. He was also passive. He liked hanging out with his friends, did his best to avoid confrontations, or even to make sure none got out of hand. Even so, Kent eventually learned and practiced karate in his mid-teens as a form of defense, NOT offense.<br /><br />As a young kid, Kent was often bullied for his smarts. It was a great discomfort both to him and his parents. He never retaliated, believing it wasn’t right to hurt others. As he grew older, he made it his code of life to make sure the people he met would be happy and smile. In his college years, Kent made a number of friends, some closer than most others, but made sure they all were happy and enjoyed themselves.<br /><br />Once the cracks had begun to appear, Kent discovered a rift behind his residence hall. The crack was something he had never seen before; something only science fiction could produce. He walked closer and closer toward this crack in time and space with at a slow pace. With no time to react, the crack seemed to violently pull him in and shoot him across the Omniverse. Kent saw many things flash before his eyes as he rocketed through this dimensional superhighway. The pressure was too much for him to handle; his vision faded and his limp body was flung an uncountable distance.<br /><br />During this time, his body changed into the sentient being that was dominant at his destination: ponies. His hands and feet became hooves, his face jutted out and became like that of a horse, his skin grew a ridiculous amount of hair, eventually turning into a clean white color and his hair into a black and grey tone. After the journey, a rift opened in Valgaia, specifically on the outskirts of the Everfree Forest... What will await Kent in this unexpected journey?