Dixie Paisley DaisymaneGender:
Dark grey, long and wavy/curly.Tail:
Dark grey, long and wavy, reaches to the floor.Eyes:
Yellow-green. One eye has multicoloured eyespikes on the edge. She also has some dark freckles under her eyes.Body:
She is light grey, fairly tall and skinny. Her hooves are also dark-grey.Cutie Mark:
Multicoloured daisy with a heart in the middle.Age (Baby,adult):
She is a teenager, not as old as the mane 6 (assuming the mane 6 are almost 20?), but very independent (she has moved to Ponyville to study without her family)Personality:
She works hard on her drawings and likes to make gifts for others using her talent. While with close friends she can be friendly and outgoing, she is usually very shy and tends to be awkward in social situations with ponies she doesn't know. She likes to be a little anonymous (this helps with her shyness) so she often uses her long wavy hair to cover part of her face.
She was bullied as a filly and although this has made her wise enough to not let it consciously bother her, she still fears rejection and loneliness, she really wants to be appreciated and liked. Most of all she wants to study art, and getting a good art education after being self-taught is a priority for her, so she often chooses drawing and practising over going out to see her friends.
Her flaws are that she tends to get a little sarcastic, and she can get irritated if something isn't going well, or if she can't get some nice coffee in the morning. She is also a little clumsy, and she often gets snappy if someone laughs at her.Likes:
Coffee, drawing, reading, cuddlesDislikes:
Scary films, rollercoastersHistory:
Dixie grew up across the sea in Wales with her family. Her parents owned a festival business so she frequently went with them. She looks up to her mum most of all, and they are similar in how they dress and act. Dixie misses her parents, baby brother and her little sister a lot, and does sometimes get very homesick. She decided to move to Ponyville to study art and to be more independent. She currently lives in a small cottage (her family helped her a lot to pay for it) on the edge of town alone, but she does have a couple of friends who are moving to Ponyville soon, who might move in with her.
She did ok in her school there, although she had problems (and still does) with Maths and Sciences, she passed high with Art, Psychology and Languages. As a result of her shyness, she didn't have any friends for the first few years at secondary school, and not being interested in makeup or fashion made her seem weird to the other people in her class.
Because of her homesickness, she has some comfort foods, namely tea and coffee. Her liking of coffee was mostly inherited from her mum, which is why she likes to drink it when she feels down.
<I havent really had any good ideas about how she got her cutie mark..why didnt i make it something to do with drawing gahh>Example RP segment:
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.
Dixie ambled along the street, her hooves clacking on the pebblestones. She was on her way to the coffee shop down the road, and walking in the morning sun, she was very much looking forward to sitting outside to drink her morning cappuccino and read her book.
She trotted round a corner, almost with a bounce in her step, until she heard a little foal crying. She continued to walk along, thinking the crying was just one of Ponyville's babies having a tantrum. But she slowed when she saw a little blue foal in the street. It wasn't busy, as most ponies had gone for a picnic in the shade or to the beach, but the ponies that were passing by paid the poor thing no heed. Dixie looked around, trying to see the foal's parent, but to no avail. Even after a few minutes, nopony came to comfort the little foal, who was still sitting next to a wall, huddled up.
Dixie chastised herself in her head for waiting so long as she had. She trotted over, and crouched, not wanting to loom over the frightened foal. ''Hello?'' she said quietly. ''Are you all right?'' Of course he isnt all right, dont be silly.
The foal peered up at her through some tears, and scrambled away from her. ''Oh, please don't be scared,'' she plead. ''Where's your mummy?'' The foal was shivering in fear and still crying.
Dixie was out of her depth here. She remembered situations like these from when she was a foal, and they were the worst. She was blushing at having made the situation worse, and so turned back to the street. A gentlecolt walked past, and she waved at him to come over. He trotted over. ''What's the problem miss?'' He asked. Dixie motioned towards the little foal, with some of her hair over her face to try and hide her shame. She didn't need to explain however, as the gentlecolt pushed her aside and strode towards the blue foal. ''Raindrop! There you are!'' And without a single word, he scooped the pony up onto his back, and trotted in the opposite direction.
shgmfsfsm i hope this is ok, its my first ever time roleplaying. Sorry for how rushed it was and the bad ending.