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Post by clockwork on Apr 14, 2012 20:23:11 GMT -5
Name: Ultimatum Tiger Clockwork Clockwork for short Gender: Male Age: 29 Species: pegasus Pelt Color: Black Mane/Tail Color & Style: White, an emo do like mane cut. Eye Color: silver-grey Cutie Mark: a propeller with a ring around it Residence: Canterlot Occupation: Inventor of the clockwork style Talents, Skills: building clockwork machines, steam engines, and a little of the two together. Likes: Machines, his name, others who admire his work, and a clean home (He is very OCD about it.) Dislikes: A messy home, the color pink, and poison joke Character Personality: A sociable, elegant, mannered, and proper colt. He is very friendly and will greet with a smile, unless you spit on his style. He likes to speak in a British accent. Bio (optional) : "Ahem, yes, my past live as it may seem, well let me tell you here that this is a tale of the non-adventure variety, and that if you don't fancy the elegance in which I speak, I suggest leaving now, and coming back another day. Right then, onto my story."
It began at the age of 7. The gears I held in my hooves clanging against each other, making a bloody racket that the whole house could hear. As I learned that if I put the two blimey gears onto a rod, and that the creases fit with the stubs, then if I spun one, the other spun as well. Fascinated by this discovery, I began to research on the matter.
As I could tell, my brothers didn't like at what I was doing, they though it was not in style and that only a stupid bugger would have done all the things I was doing, oh but I bloody showed them.
At the age of nine I built a glorious contraption of gears that connected to a bucket of water over my two brothers head. As I turned the crank one night i heard the cogs spin and click into place with each other, and after I saw everything happen, I knew that my studies were right.
The my folks were mad at me that morning, but it couldn't have been worse when I was in my ninth year of school. I invited the school bully over for a cup of tea, because why not. But he didn't get tea, no no no my friend, he got a bucket of syrup on his head, it was the best, yet most painful day of my life.
As I stated earlier, my mum and pa were furious at me, but at least I got revenge on the bully. So up to this fateful day, I have been working. I have been working on the thing that will change my life forever, well...my clockwork boots did that but what else could possibly happen, I mean, the rest of my bloody life could be a disaster. Who bloody knows...I do. hehehehe |
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Post by Red Charge on Apr 15, 2012 0:00:57 GMT -5
Welcome aboard Clockwork! I do like your character. Seems very interesting! Approved, feel free to post! And keep your eyes peeled for news and events! If you have any questions, suggestions or require help in understanding what's going on, feel free to message me!
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