Dennis Shepard

By IridscentNionios

• April 11, 2013

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Species: Non-Pony

Appearance: He has a height 1.75m light brown skin (slightly tanned)with black hair and brown eyes. He wears navy-blue jeans. He wears a white jersey with fine written text in black saying "I hope for nothing, i fear nothing, I am free". On top he wears a dark brown t-shirt with light brown stripes and a hoodie. He wears white socks and black shoes with with white outlines on the soles.

Personality: Dennis has one prime characteristic:honor. No matter what happens he will never break a promise, abandon a friend in need, or refuse to help. Should your cause be just she shall join it.<br /><br />He is a "team player" enjoying activities that require more than one person. He's not a leader but he's the best Number Two you'll ever see.

Backstory: He grew up in the rural areas around Olympia in western Washington. His father and mother were teachers of elementary and kindergarden each ,taught him that there is always a good side to people. He decided to study computer engineering-interested in optic devices that caused illusions and enhanced sight. <br /><br /> Until one very recent night:He was returning home from his studies the shadows came to life, humanoid-child like with bright yellow eyes and pitch-black bodies and antennas entered her home. The malevolent shadows took interest in his parents, they overpowered them and touched them. They screamed in pain as moments later their beautiful bodies got covered by the shadows turning them into the same shadowy creatures. Dennis tried to fight back but her no object did damage to the physcical forms of the creatures. He begged for the strength to fight back, he could only run for so long before getting caught. He stopped for a moment and looked at himself inside a small pond and the black of his pupil expanded like a wave and within seconds it covered everything he could see. <br /><br /> Thoughts flowed into him subtle and calm came to his mind. A reassuring wave of emotions flooded his mind, togother with thoughts that the shadows could be defeated.<br /><br />"How?" he asked back at whomever or whatever was intruding her thoughts. He was clearly afraid but he grabbed the chance to stand up for himlself.<br /><br />Another wave of emotions entered his mind this time heated slightly like the though of danger, a warning. The thought of the shadows looking for him came to his mind only a thousand times stronger than before, there would be no going back once he was set on this path.<br /><br />"I accept." he answered simply grabbing the chance to fight for a purpose greater than his own and after this the darkness subsided and he was soon looking once again at himself in the pond but this time he was holding a blade-like object. He lifted it with confidence and charged at the shadows. His thoughts of hiding, sneaking and finding the shadows actualized themselves as magic. Scared, and amazed at the same time he used his newfound strength to turn the odds to his favor.<br /><br /> As the last one falls he is left wondering what comes next. He looks at the blade something He sees fits her perfectly in style and responds quite well to his thoughts resulting in the casting of magic. It seems it appeared to him straight from the wish of his heart. The last word rang to his mind and the blade seemed to respond to it and soon it was engulfed in a light that shone progressively stronger with each passing moment eventually blinding him.<br /><br /> He notices that everything around him has changed. Where has he appeared?<br /><br /><br />