Personality: For the most part is a nice pony. But he either is TOO nice and won't disagree with anything somepony says, or he gets suspicious of a pony and will always be nice while making plans against that pony if he/she where to try and hurt him. However if he's very uncomfortable with something then he'll be honest, brutally honest
Backstory: I was born in a small town, an eight hour flight west of Las Pegusas. My father didn't bother to show up and ran away, and my mom was only 19 when I was born, she still remained in school because my grandparents and uncle were willing to watch me while she went to a small Community College that was near her house, I gave them a hard time, but they still loved me nonetheless. My mom met a stallion at the college when I was six months old and they became good friends, he needed some work at the time, but my mom knew she could manage. He decided to help my mom take care of me after college and they only had an Associates Degree. Anyway, as he took care of me I would always mess with him, but I'm lucky that he would tolerate it. I would soon call him dad, but we were never too close together, my uncle didn't like him at first, they even got into a fight and broke my grandma's clock, but they made up after dinner at a restaurant. After about 6 years, my mom and dad got into an argument and I was confused, but mom said we had to leave so we went and lived at her friends house for a bit, I remember one time I accidentally touched a knife and cut my hoof by accident after she told me not to touch the vegetable knife. Then after that she got mad at me before kissing my cut and putting a bandage on it. Later I was told that my other dad, the one who made me was looking for me, he had a marefriend and seemed happy, and I was happy that I had a dad to love me and hold me close, but after a few months the visits stopped, and my mom told me that I'd never see him again. I was sad at first but soon after I thought nothing of it. When I was seven my mom said we weren't going to be able to have a house anymore and I was confused, when I asked her why she said for grown up reasons. I was a bit sad but it was okay. My mommy said as long as we had each other we'd be happy, because family is the only one you want to trust, I always loved my mommy and loved to be with her a bunch. On my eight birthday I was surprised to see the stallion my mommy married standing over us, he hugged us both, saying "I finally found you guys" and brought us home, my mom cried, but she didn't seem sad, but happy in a way. She forgave him for whatever it is that he did and we were happy again. I was happy to have my mommy and my daddy here with me.<br /><br />Now I go to a private school, they said I had to take some sort of test to see if I could just skip the grades I missed and I passed it, and they said I could learn any instrument I wanted, at first I chose the guitar because I loved the awesome music, but my mom told me I couldn't because the school had too much guitar players, so I picked the piano instead. After a year at the school my parents switched to homeschooling, they said because we didn't have enough money to continue, but I didn't mind much, I was tired of being bullied over being the only bat pony in the school anyway. When I was in middle school I got picked on a bunch because I had a bad habit to lie all the time during those years. After that I went into high school at this place called a Middle College, there I learned to play the violin, and because of my mother's choice for the piano, I was able to learn it quickly. <br /><br />After high school I decided to move into a small apartment. Where I make ends meet being a street performer the violin and occasionally somepony will hire me to play the piano, but to be honest after watching Octavia play, I kinda wanted to play with her sometime.
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