Post by ommythedude on Sept 18, 2011 17:50:15 GMT -5
-_-General Stuff-_-
~Name~
Storm Tumble
~Nickname/Alias(es)~
Stormy, Storm Fumble, Tumbler, Storm
~Race~
Pegasus
~Gender~
Male
~Age~
Colt
~Additional Status~
Idolizes pinkie pie!
-_-Physical Stuff-_-
~Pelt Color~]/color]
Purple
~Mane/Tail Color and Style~
Lightly brushed green mane, untamed red tail
~Eye Color~
Grass Green
~Cutie Mark~
Multicolored bubbles
~Other Scars/Markings~
In addition to his pegasus wings he has a unicorn horn, this comes from a dare some years back to super glue a unicorn horn onto his head, it never came off.
~Physique~
skinny, Lightly toned
-_-Social Stuff-_-
~Current Residence~
Cloudsdale, occasionally sleeps on random clouds in the sky above the towns and cities.
~Job~
Helps with weather control
-_-Personality Stuff-_-
~Likes~
Randomness, foods of all kinds, leans towards sweets, flying, high places, small enclosed spaces, reading, blowing multicolored bubbles, having fun.
~Dislikes~
Not having fun, bugs.
~Motivation~
Knowing, when he wakes up, anything is possible, and he has as much freedom as the multicolored bubbles he likes to blow.
~Strengths~
Is very hard to irritate, is usually content with anything he gets, not afraid to take a chance.
~Weaknesses/Flaws~
Sometimes takes things too lightly. Insomniac behavior, light insanity
~Fears~
Spiders
~Overall Persona~
Storm Tumble is a very energetic and happy pony, you would almost never find him in a bad mood. He is however, usually only showing contentedness, which some confuse with sadness. He never really smiles, but never frowns either, just a content facial expression. He idolizes pinkie pie, wishing he could be alot like her, but he has some quirks that prevent him from having that much energy. He rarely sleeps, he is an insomniac but he never gains bags under his eyes because he never really feels tired. His insomnia has caused some insanity, hallucinations, psychosis, panic attacks, occasional emotional outbursts. He usually stays calm in the face of danger or aggravation, and he is extremely adaptable to changes in environment. He wears glasses because he is short sighted, due to a dare to stare into the sun, and he stared for too long. Out of sheer boredom, when he was just a foal, he accepted a dare to super glue a unicorn horn to his head, he liked how it looked so when he grew up and it stretched his skin to the point of making him uncomfortable, he removed it and re-glued it and it just staid. He has studied herbs and potions occasionally, so sometimes, for fun, he pretends to do weak magic, usually he doesn’t get much of a crowd and its easy to tell its just potions that cause the magic, but he has fun doing it. He is a very intelligent pony, but very odd as well, he was shunned back in his school days but he didn’t care much, as long as he had fun. He failed the majority of his classes, its a miracle he got out of school at all, now he just lives up Cloudsdale, content with what he has, he can’t complain, he always manages to have fun.
Back when he was dared to glue the fake unicorn horn onto his head, he began wondering what uses it could have. He took a look at the special bubble solution he had been developing and then at the horn in the mirror. He smiled as he wet down and removed the horn, hollowing it out and filling it with his bubble solution. He stuck an absorbing bubble wand in through a flap he made at the tip. he flew out the window and filled the sky with multicolored bubbles. He wasn't trying to say anything, or make a statement, just trying to have fun, be random. As he flew he realized how much he loved the bubbles that danced across the sky, the way he covered the sky in beauty and split the sky in optical bends with his bubbles. He stopped flying and observed the bubbles, he loved it, his cutie mark formed, multicolored bubbles, to represent his randomness and his light and happy spirit.
~Name~
Storm Tumble
~Nickname/Alias(es)~
Stormy, Storm Fumble, Tumbler, Storm
~Race~
Pegasus
~Gender~
Male
~Age~
Colt
~Additional Status~
Idolizes pinkie pie!
-_-Physical Stuff-_-
~Pelt Color~]/color]
Purple
~Mane/Tail Color and Style~
Lightly brushed green mane, untamed red tail
~Eye Color~
Grass Green
~Cutie Mark~
Multicolored bubbles
~Other Scars/Markings~
In addition to his pegasus wings he has a unicorn horn, this comes from a dare some years back to super glue a unicorn horn onto his head, it never came off.
~Physique~
skinny, Lightly toned
-_-Social Stuff-_-
~Current Residence~
Cloudsdale, occasionally sleeps on random clouds in the sky above the towns and cities.
~Job~
Helps with weather control
-_-Personality Stuff-_-
~Likes~
Randomness, foods of all kinds, leans towards sweets, flying, high places, small enclosed spaces, reading, blowing multicolored bubbles, having fun.
~Dislikes~
Not having fun, bugs.
~Motivation~
Knowing, when he wakes up, anything is possible, and he has as much freedom as the multicolored bubbles he likes to blow.
~Strengths~
Is very hard to irritate, is usually content with anything he gets, not afraid to take a chance.
~Weaknesses/Flaws~
Sometimes takes things too lightly. Insomniac behavior, light insanity
~Fears~
Spiders
~Overall Persona~
Storm Tumble is a very energetic and happy pony, you would almost never find him in a bad mood. He is however, usually only showing contentedness, which some confuse with sadness. He never really smiles, but never frowns either, just a content facial expression. He idolizes pinkie pie, wishing he could be alot like her, but he has some quirks that prevent him from having that much energy. He rarely sleeps, he is an insomniac but he never gains bags under his eyes because he never really feels tired. His insomnia has caused some insanity, hallucinations, psychosis, panic attacks, occasional emotional outbursts. He usually stays calm in the face of danger or aggravation, and he is extremely adaptable to changes in environment. He wears glasses because he is short sighted, due to a dare to stare into the sun, and he stared for too long. Out of sheer boredom, when he was just a foal, he accepted a dare to super glue a unicorn horn to his head, he liked how it looked so when he grew up and it stretched his skin to the point of making him uncomfortable, he removed it and re-glued it and it just staid. He has studied herbs and potions occasionally, so sometimes, for fun, he pretends to do weak magic, usually he doesn’t get much of a crowd and its easy to tell its just potions that cause the magic, but he has fun doing it. He is a very intelligent pony, but very odd as well, he was shunned back in his school days but he didn’t care much, as long as he had fun. He failed the majority of his classes, its a miracle he got out of school at all, now he just lives up Cloudsdale, content with what he has, he can’t complain, he always manages to have fun.
Back when he was dared to glue the fake unicorn horn onto his head, he began wondering what uses it could have. He took a look at the special bubble solution he had been developing and then at the horn in the mirror. He smiled as he wet down and removed the horn, hollowing it out and filling it with his bubble solution. He stuck an absorbing bubble wand in through a flap he made at the tip. he flew out the window and filled the sky with multicolored bubbles. He wasn't trying to say anything, or make a statement, just trying to have fun, be random. As he flew he realized how much he loved the bubbles that danced across the sky, the way he covered the sky in beauty and split the sky in optical bends with his bubbles. He stopped flying and observed the bubbles, he loved it, his cutie mark formed, multicolored bubbles, to represent his randomness and his light and happy spirit.