Mane: His hair is loose mess that covers his head in a tamed sort of jungle. Black as shoes for sell that you would wear to a funeral. Black as cooled, molten blood of the earth. Black licorice if the others promoted confusion.
Tail: It's wore long and has a little more luster to it. This would be likely because of his habit for sitting in the shower, which allows for the condition to soak in his tail.
Eyes: They would be the same color you see when staring into a tar pit.
Body: His coat is pure white, but it lacks a certain lusher that it could exist if taken better care of. He stands at average height for colt his age.
Cutie Mark: Magnifying Glass
Personality:Fun Fact has an insatiable hunger for solving puzzles. Everything is a mystery to him, whether it's a legitimate case of a stolen purse, or a question of where he left his shoes last night. The great pony detective has a talent for finding evidence, which leads him to deductions that, while lengthy and absurd, are usually bizarrely plausible; sadly, this doesn't stop Fun Fact's brilliant theories from being far from the simple truth that anypony could have guessed with common sense. Not to be dissuaded by his failures, Fun Fact never ceases his eternal crusade for the truth in all things; that's the duty of a detective, after all.
Likes:Bubblegum, puzzles, mystery novels, glass work and walking.
Dislikes:Doesn't trusts cats
History: Was born in Moonestone where he often would be the in a investigatory mood. Uncovering various crimes his fellow students and teacher committed when they thought themselves free to commit and be no longer held accountable for. As he grew older he somehow was able to put away a criminal by the most orthodox manner, which caught the attention of individual who employed his service and will to pursuit the truth. Later attending classes at Moonstone college for criminal science, though he never applied for the classes. A professor discovering this decided to forge his papers he had attended all the classes to allow him to apply for the justice department, which he worked loosely in a few towns and cities. Currently he is in Ponyville. His claim for being there is he was looking for a doll.
Example RP segment: Your OC is framed by a robber who plants his weapon on him/her. A Guardpony threatens to take your OC into custody. Given your OC’s personality, compose a brief narrative in which your OC identifies and addresses the situation.
He stared at the hoof grasping his arm as he looked down at the weapon with a single blink, his expression unreadable. "Like pigeons sent to over battle field we sit in a place where lies have gripped the me like glue produced in foxholes." The guard confused for a few moments before cuffing him, declaring him his rights. A filly with white coat and a blonde mane approached the guard with a look of disappointment. She quickly explained that she saw the robber running down this way, discarding he weapon onto the colt after Funfact stopped him to say his mask was used for skiing and that the nearest pile of snow was cart ticket and lifetime away.
The guard listening to her and taking a report un-cuffs Funfact. "Lies will try to destroy you, trick you and break your spirit." He gazed down at his hoof as he took in the bend fur where the cuffs had changed the flow of his fur. "But as long as we drive to know. We shall pursuit truth." Funfact lifted himself with his right hoof as he began walking, where he began studying the colt who painted himself silver and would stand on the corner. He sat, gazing up to him with his black tar eyes as he stood as still as him till the colt stopped to go to the bathroom. Funfact remained there ever still.