Night Tracer

By Not Yellow Diamond

• May 21, 2015




Age: 23

Gender: Male

Species: Pegasus

Appearance: Light Blue coat<br />Long Black mane with the same color light blue as his coat<br />Pegasus Wings<br />Light blue eyes<br />Rather Tall but Average Build and Weight<br />Big Grin, squared muzzle; not rounded

Cutie Mark: A Black pen and pencil crossed over a Clap-board.

Personality: Night Tracer is an ambitious dreamer who has a dream to write. He wants to write/create stories so he doesn’t have to deal with the stories of his past.<br /><br />He is determined to achieve everything he puts his mind to, unfortunately that may require putting his loved ones in the rear view mirror.<br /><br />Fortunately for them, he always comes back. He knows the ones who support him and love him. He is loyal to his friends and what little family is still around. <br /><br />He is strong - willed and always pushing himself to do better, no matter what. He can't accept "good enough", he is always striding for perfection. <br /><br />He will stop and take a break but not for long. <br /><br />He is a very active pony even though he isn't really all that talented athletically. <br /><br />He is very social and constantly talking to other ponies that would be willing to put up with himself. Through all the chatting he is typically found to be an all-around great friend. He is loyal, honest (although he is blunt and that sometimes hurts other ponies feelings), generous, and selfless. He is known as dependable but sometimes he takes on too much responsibility and ends up disappointing those he promised to do things for.<br /><br />He has a quirky sense of humor, constantly messing around with his friends. Most ponies find him funny as long as they aren't the victim of his jokes.<br /><br />Although he jokes, he has his fair share of serious talks, most being about the future, the well-being of others, or how he needs to be better.<br /><br />He is a very street smart pony with quick wits, although he never was very studious. Often times showing up late to class or just not showing up at all. He never studied if he had no interest in the topic.<br /><br />He is ill - tempered and easily annoyed with others immaturity regardless of how he behaves himself. He has a very low tolerance level, especially on a bad day. When he is in a bad mood, he doesn't care about the ponies around him but he almost always comes around.<br /><br />Besides his talent for writing magnificent stories, he is also an angelic singer. He sings the tenor part. He writes his own music and either sings it or plays it on the Guitar or Piano. <br />In addition, he is a very confident stallion, Typically over confident in his ability. He has an ego, but knows when he needs to look past it (most of the time) and his ego it nothing more than playful.<br /><br />He also has a really hard time opening up about his secrets and his past; it also is a reason for his sporadic emotions.<br /><br />I guess you could call him bipolar but he just struggles to find himself so he acts so many different way and he can change in a heartbeat to adjust to whatever he feels he needs to be.<br />

Backstory: Night Tracer was born July 4th, 1992 <br /><br />Night Tracer grew up in a rather large home with his mother(Pegasus), father(unicorn), an elder brother(Pegasus), younger sister(unicorn), and grandfather(alicorn). They lived in a rather large Manehattan home. His Mom and Dad (inventor) both had good paying jobs, both his siblings and himself were in a good schooling system. <br /><br />He lived like this until he turned nine; about two months after his ninth birthday his father was laid off due to the fact his own interests in a project and his parents began fighting. To top it off his older brother became very ill with a terminal disease; he passed away four months later. Up until he passed away, his brother had always been a role model to him since his dad was always working and his mom was taking care of his younger sister. His brother was his guiding light, but when he lost him he had no one to look up to. <br /><br />Over the course of a year his mom and dad fought and fought, coming more and more violent towards each other. Often times their grandfather would take him and his younger sister away until the fighting resolved itself or reached a low point. One night the father got so fed up with his mother that he mortally wounded her. <br /><br />Night’s father went to jail and his Grandfather took care of him and his sister. <br /><br />Night’s Grandfather thought it would be best for them to live “the city” and move out to the country. As they were packing to move, Night went through his dad’s old belonging’s and began cursing his name out of spite. Eventually he found a box in the corner of a closet in the home and it read “Project X” Inside was a pair of kukri’s, a casing of 24 bottles of cyanide, lighter, map of Equestria, a blank journal, throwing darts, and a faulty strange device. He took the box and its contents.<br /><br />They moved from Manehattan to a cabin in the middle of nowhere; east of the Crystal Empire and by the lakeside of the Crystal Glacier/Lake.<br /><br />During that time it was just the three of them out in the country. After a short period of time Night became lonely and started wandering off by himself into the wilderness. He found a cave under a waterfall one day and began going to it time after time again. There he found more than the bliss of the forest, he found a peace of mind. He found himself. He took the box he had taken from his father’s closet and began using the items inside the box casually. He practiced using the Kukri blades and he tested out how Cyanide affected different rocks he found around the cave. He studied the nature and it’s bliss and he trained hard with it. He trained in the rain—he trained in sweltering heat—he trained in the freezing cold—he trained from the moon’s rise to the sun’s set. <br /><br />The only thing he had yet to mess with was the strange device which he had found. One day he asked his grandfather about it and so he decided to show his grandson what it would do. The holographic projector looked like a beat up dog collar, with loose wires and rusted metal and an old ruby in the middle. <br /><br />His grandfather said, “try it on” and so he agreed and slipped the scrap metal around his neck. His grandfather said he had remembered Night’s father telling him about it once and said he’d try his best to remember. After hours of working with the device, his grandfather got it tightened around Night’s neck, repositioned the wires and cleaned the necklace off. The ruby shined brightly and the device looked brand new. “I never knew you were quite the inventor.” Quotes Night Tracer, and his grandfather replies by saying, “how do you think your father got so good at what he did.”<br /><br />His grandfather then instructed Night to remain calm he was going to try what his father had initially wanted the machine to do. So he cast a spell upon the device and Night (the user) and they became one. The device became bound to Night Tracer, and its power became laced with Night Tracer’s thoughts. So the devices thinking became aligned with Night’s thoughts and it could be activated or deactivated by the user at any time.<br />The device increased Night’s abilities, and the device could perform BASIC magic such as; creating temporary force fields, lifting/moving objects, and a few BASIC things. However since the machine is faulty and old its ability to use magic could be dangerous for the user. The machine may be in coherence with the user but it may not be able to execute actions easily. The magic and ability enhancement could not work but it could even discharge and hurt the user. <br /><br />During the several years in the wilderness Night kept a journal of his day to day life and his hopes, aspirations, and dreams. He developed a passion for writing while he was disconnected from the world, he created stories of his own so he wouldn’t have to confront the stories of his past.<br /><br />One day his Grandfather requested him to hike to the Crystal Empire to retrieve some supplies to help repair some damages to their cabin. Night Tracer; at first a bit skeptical, agreed and went off with a wagon to the Crystal Empire to gather supplies. Since he hadn’t seen any other ponies in a while besides his grandfather and sister he traveled really slowly and observed everything; the other ponies, the Crystal empires sparkle, the marble path that he walked on. He took in ALL of it. While he was observing the empire’s beauty he stumbled into a rather important looking pony. He knocked a bunch of paperwork out of the other ponies’ hooves. <br /><br />While apologizing and picking up the ponies stuff, the stallion/pony said, “Is this yours?” And Night looked up to see the pony looking through his journal. “Oh, must of fallen from the wagon.” Thought Night. The Stallion he bumped into asked Night if he was the one wrote in the book and Night told the stallion it was. The stallion introduced himself as a prestigious professor at an upper scale Canterlot University. He admired Night’s work and said he should stop by the University so they could chat when he returns to town. <br /><br />After Night returned home he helped his Grandfather repair the house and asked for his permission to go to the University if he got in. His grandfather agreed and a few days later, Night departed saying goodbye to his loved ones. <br /><br />He was accepted in the University and majored in creative writing. He worked strenuously through the first 2 years, kept his grades up and was on track to graduate early. During his third year his grades began to slip as he did back to a lazy habit he used to have. He almost would of slipped of the deep end at the end of his third year if it wasn’t for Her<br /><br />Princess Luna… One day Princess Luna came to the university and spoke to the students to the students about the importance of this time, now. Princess Luna returned two more times throughout the year and now Night Tracer attended both her lectures. Any time she came on campus he’d go watch her speak. He admired her, she was beautiful and brilliant. He could never find it in him to try and approach her but he wanted to. <br /><br />Luna’s speeches inspired Night Tracer to work harder than ever before and he finished university with above average grades and earlier than the majority of his class<br /><br />Now that he has finished University and made something of himself, he needs somewhere to go. But Where? <br />