Jeckle

By Lonk Chase

• January 26, 2016

Age: 14

Gender: Male

Species: Non-Pony

Appearance: He's a changeling with a teal accent when un-disguised.<br />He rarely is in his natural form though. He usually takes on his persona, a teal-coated mare with a yellow mane & tail and grey accents. He has lime-green eyes, a clue to his true form.

Cutie Mark: It is an egg-shell broke in half.<br />He chose it to signify his "breaking away" from the "mold" of other changelings.

Personality: He doesn't like it when people find out that he's a changeling, but if they take it lightly, he rolls with it.<br />He's leaned back. Takes things serious enough but not too seriously. He's sometimes a little paranoid when he's in danger, because he's more prone to dropping his disguise.

Backstory: Jeckle awoke in a strange... sack. He had no idea where he was. All he knew was that 1. he was in a sack and 2. he had holes in his hooves. How he's surviving I don't know.<br /><br />Then the sack burst, and thousands of beaming bug-like eyes stared at him and welcomed him into their "hive". It was weird. Everyone spoke at the same time, and there was never only one creature saying a certain thing. They were... connected somehow.<br />He however did not feel any of this connection. He didn't think he belonged here.<br />So he saw a tunnel and ran.<br /><br />Hooves clattered behind him.<br />Voices opposite of his direction of travel calling him to come back, with the same eerie unity as before.<br />He sees light. He dives out.<br /><br />He is confronted with a vast landscape. A prairie full of grass and rolling hills.<br />He then just noticed his wings.<br />He flapped them a little and realized he was gaining altitude.<br />The other creatures pile up on the ground below him, and start warming up their wings.<br />Jeckle then picked up the pace and surprisingly zoomed away in a random direction.<br /><br />He came upon a little village of sorts. Ponies were walking around town, buying things, eating at corner cafes, and socializing.<br />He realized where he wanted to be. There. With the other ponies. As them.<br /><br />Jeckle felt a change within him. Energy flowing from the inside to the outside. He looked at his hooves and saw that they were now covered with teal fur.<br />He just figured out what changelings are.<br />Him.<br />The things behind him, chasing him.<br />Hive-minded. Usually.<br /><br />He dives into the plaza.<br />Ponies around him gasp, stare, and some run away.<br />His first word?<br />"Hello..."