Post by River on Jul 4, 2011 11:35:23 GMT
-General Stuff-
Name: Gambit
Nickname/Alias(es): The Gambler, Ace.
Race: Earth Pony
Gender: Male
Age: Colt/Young Adult
-Physical Stuff-
Pelt Color: Light Brownish.
Mane/Tail Color and Style:A dusty gold colour, he has a messy medium length mane under a hat. And similarly messy tail.
Eye Color:Dark green.
Cutie Mark:A pair of aces,
Physique: Fairly muscular, athletic.
-Social Stuff-
Current Residence: Appleloosa
Job: Professional Gambler.
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Sibling(s): None, that he knows of.
Closest Friends: Also none, he’s knew around these parts.
-Personality Stuff-
Likes: Gambling, Luck, Being really… really lazy, a good challenge, his hat.
Dislikes: Hard Work.
Motivation: Nothing really, he just wants to get by.
Strengths: Gambit is obviously a good gambler, and lady luck seems to be constantly shining down on him. He is quite an athlete when he puts his mind to it.
Weaknesses/Flaws: He can be stubborn at times, he very much dislikes losing.
Fears: Somehow catching ‘bad luck. Losing his hat.
Overall Persona:
Overall, Gambit is quite a laid back individual. He finds it pretty easy to get lost simply letting a whole day go by just watching clouds, rather than doing anything useful. Sometimes ponies feel he is a little lazy. He is also quite difficult to read, mostly because he has a mean poker face. He enjoys anyponies company and will try to make friends if the chance arrives.
Gambit was originally born in Manehattan, his parents of the upper class. He never exactly seemed to fit in with any of his relatives, so as quickly as he could he tried to get out of there. His relatives in various farming communities took him in and eventually he ended up in Appleloosa.
His love of gambling stems back from when he was a young colt. Where his uncle would show him card tricks and taught him how to play some simple games. He picked it up quickly, and was soon out earning a few bits off ponies with more bits than brains.
His hat was a gift, he won it off that same uncle who taught him how to play. He treasures it more than most things, and will go out of his way to find it if he ever loses it.
Name: Gambit
Nickname/Alias(es): The Gambler, Ace.
Race: Earth Pony
Gender: Male
Age: Colt/Young Adult
-Physical Stuff-
Pelt Color: Light Brownish.
Mane/Tail Color and Style:A dusty gold colour, he has a messy medium length mane under a hat. And similarly messy tail.
Eye Color:Dark green.
Cutie Mark:A pair of aces,
Physique: Fairly muscular, athletic.
-Social Stuff-
Current Residence: Appleloosa
Job: Professional Gambler.
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Sibling(s): None, that he knows of.
Closest Friends: Also none, he’s knew around these parts.
-Personality Stuff-
Likes: Gambling, Luck, Being really… really lazy, a good challenge, his hat.
Dislikes: Hard Work.
Motivation: Nothing really, he just wants to get by.
Strengths: Gambit is obviously a good gambler, and lady luck seems to be constantly shining down on him. He is quite an athlete when he puts his mind to it.
Weaknesses/Flaws: He can be stubborn at times, he very much dislikes losing.
Fears: Somehow catching ‘bad luck. Losing his hat.
Overall Persona:
Overall, Gambit is quite a laid back individual. He finds it pretty easy to get lost simply letting a whole day go by just watching clouds, rather than doing anything useful. Sometimes ponies feel he is a little lazy. He is also quite difficult to read, mostly because he has a mean poker face. He enjoys anyponies company and will try to make friends if the chance arrives.
Gambit was originally born in Manehattan, his parents of the upper class. He never exactly seemed to fit in with any of his relatives, so as quickly as he could he tried to get out of there. His relatives in various farming communities took him in and eventually he ended up in Appleloosa.
His love of gambling stems back from when he was a young colt. Where his uncle would show him card tricks and taught him how to play some simple games. He picked it up quickly, and was soon out earning a few bits off ponies with more bits than brains.
His hat was a gift, he won it off that same uncle who taught him how to play. He treasures it more than most things, and will go out of his way to find it if he ever loses it.