Harmor
Gender: Male
Species: Unicorn
Mane: Brown with gold highlights
Tail: Brown with gold highlights
Eyes: Blue
Body: Yellow-gold
Cutie Mark: Bass Clef
Age (Baby,adult): Adult
Personality: A very quiet and shy pony, Harmor is very introverted and dislikes being around large groups of ponies, regardless if he knows or doesn't know them.
Harmor craves attention, but will often never speak up in a conversation to avoid any confrontation. If he is confronted, he will shy away and do anything to
defuse the situation. He will take the blame of any mistake, accident, or drama, even though it is not his fault. He tries his hardest to have everyone around him in Harmony,
he can't stand people arguing and will do anything to make everyone he is with happy.
Likes: Monstrously eating good food, wrapping up in a blanket to stay warm, reading romance stories, playing his cello/listening to orchestral music
Dislikes: Being cold, thunderstorms, insects, being criticized, being lonely
History: Harmor was raised as a single child in Appaloosa by his parents, Harmless Thoughts and Orange Sundae. He recieved very little training in his magic, but taught himself to levitate
objects very precisely and amplify sounds. His father ran an orange orchard in town, and didn't get to see Harmor very much, so his mother took care of him most of the time. Upon getting
his cutie mark, his parents were dissapointed, especially his father as he was expecting Harmor to take over the orange buisiness. Because of this, Harmor even got embarrassed and
shameful of his special talent with music. Once getting his cutie mark and looking upon with awe and glee, he is just now recovering from the trauma implemented by his parents. Harmor's
appaloosan accent is now very much diminished, per his choice, finding it to be uncouth himself, he trained himself to speak in a more normal accent. The accent still comes out during
times of great emotion from time to time. Harmor is now residing in his own small house, just south of the dusty town he was born in, where stringed instruments can be heard softly playing
inside.
Example RP segment:
"Hey! Don't do that!! M-my granny gave that to me!" A filly called out in the middle of a hot, Appaloosan day.
Harmor turned his head toward the sound and found a pegasus colt, slightly older and much larger than himself, tugging on a necklace held on the other end by a small filly, weeping and trying
her hardest to hold on to the pendant. This, most likely not the best idea he's ever had, got the attention of the bully stallion.
"What are you looking at?!" The colt snapped.
"O-oh n-nothing!" Harmor quivered, "I just..." He mumbled a little, not having the courage to confront the bully, but wanting to save the little filly.
"What?! You got something to say to my face?!" The colt walked over, staring daggers into Harmor's eyes and towering over him, making the golden pony's ears flatten and his head droop. This,
coincidentally made him see the young, sobbing filly, looking concerned with tears running down from her eyes. This gave him an idea.
Harmor mouthed, "Run!" to the filly, pointing a hoof away from them as to say 'shoo!'. The filly quickly ran down the dusty street, which gave the unicorn colt a sigh of relief, before
hearing a growl come from the larger pony. "U-um, you know she's getting away right?" Harmor guestured in her direction.
"What? Where?!" The pegasus shouted and look around in confusion before locking onto the sight of the running filly and zooming in her direction. Just before the bully caught up to her,
she had gotten inside her house, slamming the door in his face which made a very loud 'smack!' as the pony's face was flattened and he recoiled, huffing and grumbling as he walked away
from his loss.
"Eheee!" Harmor giggled, and pranced along about his buisiness.
ACCEPTANCE! :D
Subject: Harmor 
Tue Jul 23, 2013 6:29 pm
