Species: Crystal Pony
Mane: Short, styled, Black with a Red highlight
Tail: Similar to tail
Body: Tall, about average weight, Navy Blue
Cutie Mark: Recurve Bow
Age (Baby,adult): Adult
Personality: Recurve is a very angry pony. For about half his life, he grew to hate almost everything and everypony. He gets a laugh from another pony's suffering, be it physical or emotional, but he favors emotional. He's also very silent, but not shy. He's just not a fan of speaking.
Likes: Evil, despair, violence, hatred, arrows, archery, and chaos
Dislikes: Harmony, love, good things, peace, and foals
History: Recurve wasn't his original name. He changed it after leaving the Crystal Empire. You'll soon see why. Recurve was like any other Crystal colt. He spent the first half of his life being nice, happy, hopping around, making friends with everypony. Then he heard about a new sport called Archery. He picked up a bow and arrows at the age of 7, and he was a natural. Not only was he skilled, it was more fun to him than jousting.
He loved it so much, he tried to get it as an event in the Crystal Fair. It was new to them, so they were a bit skeptical of it. It would've been an extremely popular sport in the Empire, if it weren't for a few misfires. After hitting an innocent mare and stallion with his arrows, don't worry, they lived, but with serious injuries, he was shunned from the community. Nopony in the whole place would talk to him, or even look at him.
One night, when Recurve was 18 (in human years), he was going to leave everything in the Crystal Empire behind. Then Sombra took over and plunged it into misery and darkness and it just disappeared. For 1000 years, it was pretty entertaining for him. Although he was kind of forced into being miserable, but if he had free will, he would've loved it. He even praised Sombra for a little while.
After the Crystal Empire re-appeared, he left everything in the Empire behind, except a bow and a few arrows. He even dropped his name. It was just a speck on history now. He traveled to Ponyville and settled down. But a big problem with it was they never seen a Crystal Pony before. So he was never left alone, and he had a few outburst in public, and came close to hurting a few ponies for asking about him and his homeland. So it was tough living for him. He spent a lot of his time shooting arrows in his backyard. At least there were no ponies walking in front of his shots this time.
1. A foal has lost its mother and is sobbing inconsolably in the street . Given your OC’s personality, compose a brief narrative in which your OC identifies and addresses the situation.
This was one of the few times Recurve got out of his house. Most times ponies wouldn't leave him alone for being Crystal. Walking down the street, hoping nopony takes notice to him, he spots a colt sobbing in the middle of it. He trotted over to see what his problem is. "What's wrong, little one?" The colt immediately hugged him and cried on his shoulder.
"I lost my mommy!"
Recurve couldn't help but chuckle. Then it turned into a full laugh. He was tearing up from how hilarious he thought it was.
"Kid, you just made my day. Thanks for that." As he was walking away the colt was still trying for his attention.
"But, my mommy! I miss her!"
Recurve laughed even more. "You gotta learn when to stop, kid. You're gonna make me laugh to death."
With his day brightened from the colt's misery, he trotted along to the market. That was probably the funniest thing he's seen in years