Name: Uproar
Gender: Mare
Age: Young Adult
Species: Pegasus
Pelt Color: Pale Lavender with lavender hooves
Mane/Tail Color and Style: Her golden blonde mane is styled in a very messy manner with various kinks around her mane.Her mane reaches up to her shoulders and has various split ends, her mane also covers her forehead and sometimes it covers her eyes.
Eye Color: Emerald
Cutie Mark: A quarter note and a half note tied together with a thin piece of silk ribbon.
Residence: Fillydelphia
Occupation: Professional Dancer
Talents, Skills:
Cutie Mark talent-
Her cutie Mark represents her talent in entertainment, either by singing or by dancing. She's really proficient at dancing more than singing. Uproar has spent a great percentage of her childhood learning how to dance. Being a professional dancer she knows many different dances, all though she only dances ballet for pay.
Skills;
Violin-
Due to growing up in a family of musicians, Uproar was taught how to play various instruments. All though, she had forgotten how to play most of them expect for her wooden violin. Which she carries around with her always. She knows how to play it very well, but it’s only a hobby for her. She tends to see her violin more as a weapon rather than actual instrument.
Combat-
Uproar is a special mare, with a very particular skills. Due to the diamond dogs invading, she has grown frightened and paranoid for her safety. So in order to fill this gap, she has taught herself how to fight. This battle style that she has mixes with different styles of dances, and it’s often confused for a simply display of her body before it’s too late. She hasn’t really perfected this yet, but she’s getting there.
Flying-
Being a pegasus, she can fly. All though she isn’t the fastest thing in Equestria, she can last longer than most pegasi when it comes to flying long distances.
Likes: Being physically healthy, fruits, flying, being noticed, new clothing, her feather boa, being in the spotlight, not being alone and getting what she wants
Dislikes: Diamond dogs, loud noises, changelings, not getting the things she wants, being ignored, and all things extremely filthy and dirty
Character Personality: Uproar is a bashful pony at first glance. She often blushes quite a bit, and she makes little sounds when she’s surprised or frightened or just generally unable to speak. She often speaks with a tone of politeness, often believing she grew up in an upper class family. She is very polite to those who she meets, and will often keep formalities to her. She’s very innocent and naive, but yet understands the world around her. She keeps her mind grounded, all though believing foals come from birds and not other horses doesn’t help her case. When ponies are around her, she is awfully cheerful yet shy if select words are used.(Often flirting or complimenting her). She only acts bashful around strangers or ponies who she wants to impress. Uproar believing that this will get her what she wants.
All though, there is another side that others do not know. Under that adorable, and sweet natured outside lies a heart made of coal. It’s fueled by company, and it burns until there's nothing left but cinder and ash. Desperate for love and affection from others. She is seemingly selfish, and very condescending. If she believes you’re not worth her time, she will spit at you and tell you straight in your face. This mare prefers to have a situation manipulated by her then not having control at all. She can be very passive aggressive, and her words are selectively chosen to sting and try to control those who hear.
Most ponies don’t usually see or even take notice of it. Most ponies would usually see and only see the fawn-like outside unless their is a competition or she’s angry. It is the easiest way to see her true self. She is determined to be number one, and always have it her way. That’s why she’s the most physically fit ballerina you’ll ever meet. She has a /bit/ of an anger problem coming from her energetic nature. She uses ballet as an outlet for that anger and energy of hers. She doesn’t like not being able to run or fly around. For without having the freedom she has, she will burst.
Bio (optional) : Uproar was born in a poverty stricken family in Fillydelphia. Her parents never received an education past high school. She lived in a small home with her mother, her father and her elderly grandmother. Her parents worked two part time jobs that often made sure they didn't stay home for long. They never had the time to rise their daughter. So her grandmother was left to make sure Uproar had a good upbringing. Her grandmother was a retired ballerina who used what little money she had to give her grand daughter what she asked for. Growing up with only the love of her grandmother. She became her whole world, her only friend. Uproar becoming spoiled rotten. It was until she went to school.
Uproar was often bullied for being the only filly in class without a cutiemark. She was often alone without any thought on to why. It was like this for a very long time. Alone at home, alone in school and these thoughts laced in her head like a cobweb. Stitched finely into place was her anger and loneliness. Meanwhile her parents fought over various things, shift hours, food, what bills should be paid and who should get new clothing. Uproar had tired to stop it, but her grandmother told her it was useless. For they wouldn't listen to her.
At eight years old, her father had left. Her mother forced to become the breadwinner for the family. Everything seemed to happen at once. On a raining day she began to release all of her tension at once. Just one little insult, broke the straw on the camel's back. Uproar had brought her umbrella to a close, and began to beat the filly known as Pearly White down to her knees and screamed to stop. Uproar had kept on until the school staff pulled her away and took her blood stained umbrella away from her. Both fillies were suspended for a month, and Uproar came home to a very angry mother. Her heart hardened that day, and she told herself to never take anything she didn't like laying down.
When the suspension was finished. Uproar, had transformed from that quiet filly that no one notices, to a filly no one should push around. After what happened, Pearly's parents transferred her to another school and Uproar became the bully. After that, whenever she felt angry, she would let everyone know. Her grandmother, her only friend, tired to help her release that anger through dance and music. By dancing, Uproar was able to feel better slowly and by playing her violin, she was able to distract herself. She soon began pursue this endlessly. All she thought about was dancing.
When she was ten, her grandmother had surprised her with a chance to enter Madam Foster's dance academy. Since her grandmother knew Madam Foster herself, she gave little Uproar a chance to realize her dream for free. It was a gift, for an old friend. Uproar excited and filled with joy began to train endlessly for the audition. She spent day and night, dancing and figuring out an act that would blow them away. When that dreaded day came. Uproar was prepared to entertain. The judges seemed like they didn't have their cup of morning coffee. She needed to do something that would impress them...should she just dance? Her hooves slowly inched towards her violin given to her by her beloved grandmother. She knew what she would do. Uproar came on to the stage with her violin, her body beginning to sing it's silent song with her movements.
She was really into it though. Her movements reflected it. She moved with the grace of a true dancer, and her violin did play a beautiful song. Everything seemed perfect until it was near the end of her performance. Where she wanted to push herself to see if she could do a single back flip. One more move, and it would be all over. All though, she did something she did not expect. The unpredictable factor happened. She fell down, and sprained her left wing on her violin. Yeah, that caught their attention. She was rushed to medical attention, and had fragmented wood removed from her feathers. Uproar was crying, not because it hurt, but because she probably didn't make it.
She wasn't able to fly for a good two months. No mail from the academy. She was about ready to give up on waiting until the letter came. Surprisingly, she made it. Uproar made it, on that moment she read the letter out loud to her mother and grandmother, her cutie mark finally appeared. A half note and a quarter note tied to a silk ribbon. It was her destiny to dance. The filly began to pack her bags even though her wing is out of order. After her wing was fully healed. She went to Madam Foster's dance academy. For years, she was there training her best. Making sure she took advantage of everything the school had to offer. All though she still bullied a few fillies now and then with her being the 'best dancer of all of Equestria' bit.
Now, at the age of twenty, she recently graduated from the dance academy. Her mother and grandmother had moved to Manehattan due to financial reasons. Before Canterlot was torn a cinder by the sky titan. She was going to perform her first show not sponsored by Madam Foster. Weren't able to attend due to not having enough money to buy a train ticket or pay for a hotel room to stay. The day before her show, the sky titan attacked. Uproar catching only a single moment of it's fury before being teleported to the caves. The ballerina had remembered something; her family. After it was safe to leave. She sent many letters to her mother and grandmother, and nothing had been returned. Worried, afraid and truly a lone in the world. Uproar bitterly lives on trying to gain a little attention, a little love. For without anyone to care for, the angry ballerina lives on.
