TornaGender: female
Species: Pegasus
mane: purple/violet, slightly curled, reaching down the neck, flows when in flight, a tiny bit poofy
tail: matches mane, again long and flowing
eyes: royal purple (aka blueish purple)
body: something between sky-blue and cyan; not as strong as most ponies, but makes up for it in speed; less muscle than most ponies, making her lighter than most; strong wings, with average wing power of 11-12
cutie mark: olive branch to symbolize peace and diplomacy
age: late teens
personality: peaceful; diplomatic; sympathetic; understanding; timid; always tries to find a peaceful answer; will shy away from most ponies unless they act nice towards her, and will try to be nice to anypony on the first impression; stands up for her friends, but not herself; afraid of heights and tight spaces
likes: flying, freedom, candy, doughnuts, cake
dislikes: literal rock candy, evil, fighting, tight spaces, heights
history: born in Cloudsdale, she spent most of her life trying to solve things peacefully, and was tormented by bullies throughout her life in Cloudsdale for being weaker than most ponies, and not fighting back. Eventually the bullies went too far by tying her up and throwing her off of Cloudsdale, (although she did not realize it, they threw her onto a cloud) and her schizophrenia decided to kick in. It has only been a year since she moved to Ponyville, but in the year, the mental sickness has been MOSTLY cured. During the one year in Ponyville, she has made few friends due to timidness. She has spent most of her time alone, practicing flying and talking to animals and (occasionally) inanimate objects. Events that can trigger the Schizophrenia are certain places in Cloudsdale at certain times and falling, the hallucinations are viewed in the form of a flashback, but interactive, such as re-living the event instead of remembering it.
scenario 3: It is pouring rain outside. Your OC spots the light of a tavern up ahead. The tavern is filled with ponies that your OC doesn't know. Given your OC’s personality, compose a brief narrative in which your OC identifies and addresses the situation.
It is pouring rain outside, the sky darkened by the rain clouds, and a lone pegasus stands outside in the cold, dark, rain, knowing she can't interrupt the scheduled rain.
"What is that light? A tavern?" She walks in, shyly approaching an empty table "I guess I will sit here then" and as she is about to sit down, somepony else takes the seat "oh, well I'll find somewhere else to sit" and though she searches, there is no open spot "By Celestia, I'll just stand". She stands by the door and tries to avoid conversation with most of the people; as she is afraid that she will be rejected and humiliated. She only has short conversations with the ones who look nice, most of them just starting by somepony saying "hi" or "hey". One pony walks by, grey with white mane. "Hi" says the pony, "H-hello" replies the pegasus, "How are you?". The grey pony says "I'm fine". The pegasus says, realizing she is making a friend "I'm Torna, what is your name". "Storm, nice to meet you". They talk in idle chat for a while. Torna spontaneously jumps out into the rain. "What are you doing?" the grey pony asks. "I am playing in the rain!" She says as she splashes around in random puddles, and begins to drink the raindrops. "Weeeeee! Dif ift fuuh!" She says. The grey pony asks back "What?", and Torna replies "We! This is fun? What is so hard to understand about that?". The grey pony looks at her as if she were crazy. Eventually the sun comes out, and the grey pony goes outside and without hesitation, begins to play in the puddles and mud, and is splashed her new friend. "Sorry" Torna says while laughing; the pony is happy to have made a new friend. "You want to hang out?" asks the grey pony, "We could go to sugarcube corner, or play in the woods, or-", she stops, interrupted by Torna. "Yes, lets hang out, we can decide what to do on the way"