Terra

By Amour

• November 22, 2012




Age: Teen

Gender: Female

Species: Earth Pony

Cutie Mark: Terra's cutie mark is a simple flower with a smile in the middle of it. Her childhood was filled with simplicity - there was an absence of the outstanding, and the only way Terra knew was to appreciate that simplicity. Rather than developing a skill such as baking or drawing, the earth pony simply enjoyed being by the side of her friends and making them smile. She was their confidant and all their secrets were safe with her. <br /><br />The flower represents the simplicity of her life and her trusting nature.

Personality: Because of her past, Terra has become very cynical and distrusting, though she still has an urge to open up and trust other ponies. She fears all those who carry a cutie mark, and she is very nervous half the time - and the other half she's probably sleeping. When she grows emotionally attached to someone, she is very dependent on them, as she knows not how to function in a world that isn't her village (see backstory for more information/characterization)

Backstory: Terra was not born into the land of Princess Celestia - rather, she was born in a quiet, self-governed village outside the alicorn's realm. Her childhood was simplistic, conformist, and happy. 'Finding a special talent' was something she never thought of, as her village was more interested in conformity and being a whole as village rather than paving your way and finding something that suited you best. In her childhood, cutie marks never existed, except in hushed horror stories during sleepovers. Pegasi and unicorns were totally unknown, though on occasion a few of the village fillies would disappear the night they were born. Such was life, and nobody questioned it. Terra thought nothing of it and lived the way she had been taught her whole life. She would be happy, maybe get a special somepony, have children, and never venture beyond the boundaries of the territory they had for themselves. <br /><br />Terra was happy - perhaps more withdrawn, more intrinsically focused than others. She rarely gossiped and preferred spending days admiring her small town - more than once wondering what life was like outside of that village. Because she rarely spoke, others spoke to her, knowing she would not reciprocate with her own problems. Her friends spoke about their midnight escapades into the forest with a companion, their longing for comfort, their filial abuse, new discoveries about life… and Terra would take it, perhaps throw out a joke, and smile. Not to say that sometimes she didn't desire to spill her own secrets to others, but nobody cared enough (or so she thought) to hang around for that.<br /><br />And so, in the middle of a gossip section, when her cutie mark suddenly appeared, she was immediately shunned from the group of teenager ponies. A few may have simply conformed, but the head honchos of the group proclaimed her disgusting, referring back to childhood horror stories. Ashamed, she tried to escape - but by morning, the village elders were at her families door, and once she awoke there was no mistaking it - on her flank there was that dreaded image. Friends and family alike turned against her, telling her to leave, and when she tried to reason with them, she was attacked and chased away. <br /><br />Though a few months has passed since the incident, she still couldn't forget the terror in her friends' eyes, the violence that the village reacted with, and the pure hatred present as she ran through the forest, with all its strange creatures and beings that she had never seen before. Coat ragged and heart fearful, she couldn't do anything but cry. Even know, she holds baggage in her heart - cursing the mark that appeared on her flank, trusting nobody (not even herself).<br />