An iris-white. If she bathed with shampoo and combed her mane more, it would be straight with a few flip-like curls. But since she doesn't, and keeps her hair a bit messy and ruffled do to disliking the curls, it is mostly just everywhere, though you can still see a reminance of it being straight. Her mane makes it to about her shoulders and it almost crops in the back. Her bangs tend to be long and unkempt.Tail
Also white, also a bit messy. Only the end of her tail has hair, due to catching a disease when she was younger, and because it's comfortable, she has kept it that way.Eyes
A light marigoldBody
Her body is just a tiny bit more blue than to be violet, though you could call it lavender on a stretch if you squinted. To describe her, you could say any of these colors. She has a few bruises here and there, and scars on the back of her hooves, but they're hidden by fur. She is an extremely fluffy pony, and she has white hair sprouting from the fetlocks of her hooves. Her tail is mostly bare, she has large, furry ears, fluffy hooves(which are violet), and a touch of white on her chest. She is very small for her age, but her longer, thinner legs help make up for it. Yet she's still very small even with this added in.Cutie Mark
Blank-Flank, and kinda wants it to stay that wayAge
Filly/Young Teen, being around the 12/14-year-old rangePersonality
Misfit is a very optimistic filly. Even though she lost her parents, she likes to see the trough as half full rather than half empty. She has a very merciful outlook on life, and she can't even dare to squish a bug without feeling guilt. It's very hard to stir her temper, but she is one to want to protect others. She loves to help others and the only way she can smile is if others are too. Misfit is extremely light-hearted, and you can count on her, though she might fumble things up a bit. She will never take a 'no' when she tries to make new friends, but she can be very sensitive to certain feelings and subjects. She's very intelligent and understanding for her age, thanks to her parents.
Another thing about her is that she can be a little... well, weird. Especially if you get close to her. Then she will show her true goofy out-of-control REAL misfit side. Though she usually seems calm for a filly, when things are out of the serious-subject zones, she'll go wild.Strengths:Alchemy:
She loves doing it, mixing up new concoctions at any chance, and she's pretty darn good at it too. She knows this is probably what she'll get her cutie-mark in, but is still trying to deny is since she doesn't want to have to worry about finding an actual cornered job just yet.Friendly-ness:
Yes, it is a strength. Being nice and easily loving another can get you past many difficulties in life, mostly lonely ones.Swiftness:
She is fast and flexible, as well as being light due to her petite body-frame. She never steals from an actual shop, but she can pickpocket you before you can turn your head and say "Oh, such a sweet-looking filly!" She doesn't like to do it, but she has to get bits to buy potion materials somehow
She's decently powerful on average(Though nothing compared to the grand Twilight Sparkle, who she looks up to) but she has no skill whatsoever
, due to never going to any magic-school or the like. She would not make it in to The School for Gifted Unicorns
without at least half a decade of furious training, and that's just to get recommended. Because of her uncontrollable magic, it leads to embarrassing episodes of her sneezing out a little burst of smoke and sparks, fire being her natural magic and the only magic she bothers to use other than day to day levitating and the like. So, when she has a cold, I would watch yourself.Weaknesses:Weakness:
Literally. She may be quick, but can you see any muscle on those arms? No? Exactly. She has as much of a chance to win a hoof-fight than a robin does to defeat an alligator. She also has a very weak immune-system and gets sick easily.Trustworthy:
She will trust anypony, even with her life. Though it has its advantages, it's even worse when it backfires. Or she won't trust anypony at all. It matters on the mood and circumstances. And how close it is to her parent's anniversary of their death.Reading:
She can't. Since she had been in a private school, she didn't have much pressure, and what she HAD learned was being locked away in her mind due to trauma from her parent's accident.Water/Fire:
She doesn't know how to swim, and though she tried to use fire magic, she is always devastatingly afraid because of past experiences. When she actually uses fire spell, she tends to catch a little... pyromania.Likes
Alchemy, potions, herbs, berries, dragons, warms places, friends, family, love, laughter, smiles, fresh bread, the dark, the light, dangerous creatures, alicorns, and free bitsDislikes
Bullies, fighting, hate, wasters, being alone, death, poisons, failures, pure
dark, and a bipolar phobia of water/fireHistory
'Misfit', of course, isn't her real first name. But since she doesn't like giving her first name to strangers and they insisted on not calling her Snapdragon, Misfit somehow got stuck. She doesn't really mind it either. To be practical, it makes sense, though she would never say that herself since she thinks is sounds to dramatic. When she was younger, in school, while others shuddered talking about changelings, she found them dangerous, but interesting and amazing. In fact, she was almost jealous. When her classmates spoke about dragons, she utterly loved them. Sleek and scaly, strong wings soaring into the blue sky. Just awesome. When the lesson was about different ponies races, she sighed for the Alicorns and wished for wings, which no pony should really do. She knew it could never happen, but to fly, just once, or meet a real drake, just once, would be a dream come true. Others dismissed her wanting to fly when she was younger as just a blood mix-up, due to her having Unicorn and Pegasus parents. She has her (late)father Dr. Mandrake(unicorn), and her (late)mother Ginger Snap(pegasus). She also has a godfather somewhere in Manehattan and an aunt somewhere in Canterlot.
The reason she is so fluffy is that her father was one of those hairy, tall kind of stallions, and it got passed down to her. Both of her mother and her father inspired her to be who she is today, with both her love of alchemy and her warm-hearted personality. She loved her parents, but at the age of 8 her mother got sick, which happened often, but this time it was worse than ever. While her father cared for her, a fire went up in the house while she was at school... and I presume you can guess the rest of the story. So she's an orphan, living her way alone in Manehattan, toughing it through and selling potions when she can. Her aunt once said that the filly could stay with her, but out of anything, Misfit hates to be a burden, nor had she ever been to Canterlot where her aunt stayed. She covers her horn with her old hat when she goes out not just because she's sensitive to the cold and needs to bundle up, but to hide her horn. In Manehattan, no one likes slums, especially unicorn ones, since a lot of nobles either find it humorous or dishonorable. So, it's easier to just slap some fabric over it. Other than that, she carries around two scarves, a thinner red one, and a thicker burgundy-purple one. In the winter and other cold days, she bundles up and puts on her old black hoodie. Most of the times you can see her with a small pack around her waste, which holds a few herbs and a portable cauldron. Whenever she sleeps, you can bet she's holding good ol' Lamby in her hooves, her sheep stuffed-animal. Because of the fur on her fetlocks, her fluffiness, and her tail, she tends to pretend she is like the olden unicorns, the first of them. Along with everything else she keeps, she also has a book on the early unicorns, complete with a scuffed-up illustration on the cover, which her father would read a segment of to her every-other night when she had turned 7.
She doesn't want to dramatize her life, so she tried to not talk about and just look to the future instead. She's not the next special-snowflake, and she accepts is, and that's why she just tries to live her life in the present and not dream on things that can't happen. That's her story so far. So, come! She wants some friends!Example RP segment 5. 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?" Given your OC’s personality, compose a brief narrative in which your OC identifies and addresses the situation.
Misfit had only looked to see what they two foals were doing to see if she could play with them, but what was really happening was much worse. The young filly had salty tears streaming down her cheeks, along with a rather unbecoming snot-bubble forming. It looked as if he had hit her at least once, knowing because of the small premature bruise on one of the fillies shoulders. Misfit hated fighting, and she disliked digging her muzzle in other pony's businesses, but she couldn't just walk by and let that colt continue with his cruelty.
Then the colt snapped at her, which drained part of her courage, but boosted her sympathy. Trying to put on the best straight face she could muster, she walked closer to the two. "Just l-looking at you and your f-friend here. Why is she crying?"
She asked. She was 99% sure she knew why, but she couldn't jump to conclusions, and it also gave something for the colt to respond to. "Friend? Ha! No way would I be friends with a FILLY. What, do I LOOK like a cootie-factory to you?"
He smirked, not bothering to actually answer the question. Misfit didn't like this colt. Not one bit. Not only was he a bully, but he was still so immature at his age he would use 'cooties' as an excuse. Still, no need to be biased. He could be a nice boy somewhere inside. Right? Right. "Well, uh, if you're not her friend, do you mind stepping away from her? I... I don't think she r-really likes y-you..."
Straight to the point. The bully just laughed. "She defied our laws. She trespassed onto our land. Our gang can't let that go unpunished!"
The violet unicorn furrowed her brow. Gangs? Ah, it must be that group of organized pickpockets. Not that she had anything against pickpockets, as long as they stole nothing incredibly valuable. "P-please, I'm sure s-she didn't mean to... C-can you stop? Or-" "Or WHAT. WHAT are you going to do to ME?"
The colt interrupted loudly, causing the victim filly to look up and actually listen to the conversation going on. She hadn't really thought on what to say. "Or... or..."
Beginning to sweat slightly, she rummaged through the strapped back on her torso, fumbling through the contents. "Or... or..."
Almost got it... "Or or or."
The colt mimicked. "You sound like a seal! Stop wasting my time and shove off, rag-tail!"
Though she didn't like the hit about her tail, she still went diving through her pack before finally coming to what she was trying to find."Or... Or I w-won't t-treat you to ice-c-cream!"
She said triumphantly.
The colt stopped, just staring at her. "Wait... you mean, if I leave her alone, I get to have ice cream?"
Misfit grinned. "Yep! Any fl-flavor, two scoops. But you HAVE to leave her alone, not just today, but always."
The colt waited a second to think it over. Then, his face brightened, not into a smirk, not a smug grin, but a smile, a genuine, nice, smile. She was right. There is a real pony in there, heart and all. He just needed some dairy persuasion to lead him out. "Deal!"
He exclaimed, hoof-shaking Misfit. Before they left, the unicorn went over to the young filly. "Hey... he's n-not gonna bother you n-no more, okay?"
She whispered to her sweetly. The filly's eyes widened. "Really?""Really. N-now come along. Don't you want some ice-c-cream?"
So there they were, three ponies off to the nearest ice cream parlor. One misunderstood colt, one shy filly, and the young frozen-flavored-milk-briber in between. It was going to be a drain on her bits, but it was worth it."What's your name, by the way?""Misfit...""Misfit? What kind of name is that? It sounds funny!""No it doesn't! It's pretty. Besides, that's not your REAL name, right?"
She just smiled.