Smooth Groove

By Randimaxis

• November 11, 2015




Age: Young Adult

Gender: Female

Species: Earth Pony

Appearance: "Groovi" has a light blue coat with a darker blue patch over her muzzle, and on each hoof. Her mane and tail are both a darker blue, with lighter blue lines rolling across each. She usually wears a dark blue jumpsuit and a pair of silver bracelets on one hoof. Sometimes she sports a dark blue beret, but not always.

Cutie Mark: Her cutie mark is a quill pen with it's tip frozen in an ice cube.

Personality: Groovi is a beat poet. She also prefers to see herself as the coolest customer in the room. She is hip and trendy to a point, but she doesn't like to follow the crowd too much - she swings to the beat of her own bass, so to speak. She believes that the soul can manifest in many different ways; hers was a cool blue manifestation, so that's what she tries to be.<br /><br />She has a sensitive and emotional side, but she tries to hide it beneath a frosty exterior; not that she's emotionally cold or distant... but more like she comes across sometimes as having a "too hip for the room" attitude, which can be misunderstood as uncaring or pompous.<br /><br />She's always looking for influences for her poetry - and literally ANYTHING can be an inspiration. From rocks to jars of jelly to ponies to... well, whatever works. Her beat poetry is usually made up on the spot, and she approves of the single-hoof clap in appreciation.<br /><br />Groovi likes having fans of her poems, but she likes actual friends even more. She'll hang out with anypony, but as they show what kind of pony they truly are, she'll act accordingly: fake friends are treated coldly, while real friends are the ones who get the smiles and the giggles. She can be a shrewd judge of character, and she won't put up with falseness for long.<br />

Backstory: Groovi is the foal of Bass Cello and Swingin' Medallion. Groovi grew up in a kind household, loved and supported by both parents and encouraged to express herself however she saw fit. At first, she tried to find herself in many ways: her black clothing period, her screaming phase, her health-nut days, her abstract artwork, her strange (yet provocative) sculptures... yet none of these seemed to feel right to her.<br /><br />One day, during a visit to Ponyville, she found herself sitting at the fountain in the center of town and just started observing the activity all around her. Inspired, she began to write down a string of words that wouldn't stop flowing from her - even if she wanted to stop (which she didn't), the words were insistent on being used.<br /><br />When she finished, she had her first beat poetry - and started speaking it, right there in public. Maintaining her coolness, her recital began attracting attention, and before long she was surrounded by other ponies, all listening to her words. When she finished, she got an enormous round of applause... and her cutie mark, as well.<br /><br />Since then, she frequents the coffee shops and hazy taverns of Canterlot and the surrounding areas, always showing up for open mic nights and pouring her creativity like honey across the words in her mind, then serving them to any and all comers wiling to listen.