Mane: 'Spiky,' Blue and Black.
Tail: Matches Mane.
Eyes: Magenta, but normally hidden behind Sunglasses.
Body: Snow White
Cutie Mark: Five question marks around a brain
Age (Baby,adult): Teenage
Personality: Is pretty much an idea machine. He will look everywhere
for inspiration until he finds it, and when he does, he gets onto it as quickly as possible (Normally scribbling it down in his trusty notebook) He's fairly friendly, but can be very hot-headed and easily angered. When someone hurts or threatens his friends, he will attempt
to come down on the perpetrator like a freight train (This usually fails since he's not the strongest pony around, but with assistance he's fairly affective.)
Likes: Inspiration, Mechanics, and ALL THE DARK CHOCOLATE IN THE WORLD.
Dislikes: Ugh, Pears. Disgusting little things. Not as disgusting as White chocolate though. Oh, and Country music.
History: When Streamlined was young, he constantly got in trouble for one main thing; he could not keep his hands off machines. He would disassemble them, then combine them to make other (often useless) devices. As he grew, he began making devices that actually did something, but then noticed that he was also interested in writing books. Upon writing his first story (Which was essentially "Once upon a time, there was an awesome pony who did stuff, the end." sort of story) he obtained his cutie mark, a brain surrounded by question marks; symbolizing that if he put his mind to it, he could come up with anything. Once he left his parents, he set up his own workshop within Ponyville, and began working on more dangerous projects. After a string of incidents involving explosions, his workshop was moved out of town, as to not injure anybody. To this day, he still lives just outside the town, and he doesn't blame anyone for not coming to visit him; the only form of protection he really has is the sunglasses that protect his eyes.
Example RP segment: A colt is bullying a filly in the Manehattan street. When your OC looks to him, he turns to your OC and snaps, "What're you looking at?"
"What're you looking at?" shouted the bully, temporarily turning away from his victim in an attempt to look tough to the passer-by. Unfortunately for him, this was Streamlined Imagination. Not a good person to tick off. "I'll tell you what i'm looking at, kid." growled Streamlined, stepping over to the colt and towering over the child. He glared at the colt from behind his sunglasses, with the full intention to help the victim of this pointless crime. "I'm looking at a sorry excuse of a pony, being wasted on a pointless act that has no worth. I'm looking at somepony who should watch what he says, and back off before he gets into trouble."
The bully stepped back slightly, not expecting someone to be so forthcoming. He was beginning to have second thoughts about this, and Streamlined's strong stance was certainly adding emphasis on the idea of running away. Seeing this, Streamlined stepped forwards menacingly, looking like he was about to attack the bully. The colt quickly turned and ran away, trying to put as much space between Streamlined and him as possible. Grinning, Streamlined turned to help the filly up, but was disappointed to see that she had already fled at some point. Oh well, at least she's all right.
he thought, getting an idea for his next book. He quickly whipped out his notebook and pen, and began jotting down ideas, walking back towards his workshop.
(To be honest, I probably don't make posts as long as this, but I'll try my best.)