Post by Birdbirdbirdie on Feb 25, 2013 10:59:56 GMT -5
Mushroom Cloud
General stuff
Nickname(s): Cloud
Species: Pegasus
Gender: Mare
Age: Young adult
Appearance
Body: Pretty fit, with a Tuscan red coat.
Mane and tail: Black, short and thick.
Eye colour: Orange
Cutie mark: An orange mushroom cloud
Other: Cloud is missing her right wing. Instead she has a detachable prosthesis, which she obviously cannot fly without.
Social status
Residence: Ponyville
Occupation: Creates and sells explosives
Family: Cloud has three older brothers. She is born to a pegasus father and an earth pony mother.
Friends: Jack Smith
Mate/Special somepony: N/A
Personality and history
Overall personality: Personality: Mushroom Cloud is a hot-tempered mare, who is easily impressed, especially by all things big and loud. Large explosions make her giggle like there’s no tomorrow, so naturally, she loves her line of work. She is quite impressionable, and can be naive in certain situations. Although she has learned to be careful around explosives, she has a rather reckless nature, which potentially puts her in dangerous situations (as it has in the past). She is curious, talkative and not the best keeper of secrets – mostly due to her being a horrible liar. Furthermore, Cloud has a tendency to forget considering other ponies’ feelings before opening her mouth.
Likes: Spectacle, sunny days, warm fires, spending time with other ponies, fruit.
Dislikes: Awkward silence, mornings, deep waters, dressing up, long books, being called a cripple.
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Backstory: Cloud grew up in Pony with her parents and three older brothers. Their family weren’t the wealthiest, but they were not tragically poor, either. Having lived with a flock of young stallions most of her life, Cloud is used to having to make some ruckus in order to be noticed. She discovered her love for spectacle early on, when she saw a fireworks show as a filly. Eager to be in control of such great powers herself, she took a skyrocket without anypony noticing and attempted to fire it herself. The young pony messed up, and her recklessness cost her a wing that day. This did not, however, make her lose her infatuation with explosions; in fact, it made her gain a certain respect for the powers of gunpowder and, on top of that, her cutie mark. Today, she owns a workshop in Ponyville, where she produces and sells explosives, primarily for mining and firework shows.