Post by Quartet on Nov 3, 2011 1:50:14 GMT
Name: Quartet String
Nickname/Alias(es): Quatet, Q, Quart
Race: Earth Pony
Gender: Male
Age: Young Adult (20)
Additional Status: Quartet wears a sky blue tunic and he likes to carry his violin almost where ever he goes
-Physical Stuff-
Pelt Color: Dark Purple
Mane/Tail Color and Style: Both his mane and tail are white in color, and his mane is short and strait, as for his tail it is short and spikey
Eye Color: Deep red
Cutie Mark: A violin
Other Scars/Markings: Nope
Physique: Chiseled (Skinny but he is fine tonned)
-Social Stuff-
Current Residence: ManeHattan
Job: Violinist for the ManeHattan musical orchestra
Mother: Vio String ,Violin player, a lovely sky blue mare, with long silky white hair, but she has passed away
Father: Wind whisper ,Flute player, a dark red pony with deep red eyes, he has kept Xokt safe after his mother passed away
Sibling(s): None
Other Family: Unlce
Closest Friends: None
Courting/Courted By: None
Mate: None
Foal(s): Never intends to
-Personality Stuff-
Likes: Quartet loves the sweet smell of spring and autumn, he loves the dreams about his mother and her playing the violin, and he loves the taste of red tea
Dislikes: The nightmares about his mother fading away into nothing, and he dislikes it when ponies do not care for him when he is sad, but he also dislikes not going to his mothers grave everyday
Motivation: His violin music, the sweet sound of his bow striking across the violin strings and the cheers of ponies in the crowd when he is done playing, but he also plays to keep his mothers music alive, and to keep her close in his heart
Strengths: Playing the violin, Being charming, and being calm
Weaknesses/Flaws: Very Very Very emotional, thinking badly of himself after he plays, slow runner, usually breaks violins
Fears: heights, spiders, wolves, darkness, very very excited ponies (Ex pinkie pie), and the everfree forest
Overall Persona: Quartet, a loving and caring pony. He seeks for his musical professionalism to shine like a star on nightmare night and he waits for the wind to carry his music and let it soar. Quartet doesn't have many friends all he has is his co-workers. someponies call him charming and wonderful while to himself he is called weak and pityful. HE doesn't seek the thrill of adventrue he prefers the life and energy of manehattan. Nopony really knows about him but he is open minded to his conversations revealing more about himself as he talks. Though even in his lonely state of mind he still wishes to find a mare to partner up with and settle down with, but he never, ever, ever wants to have foals.
Past Life: Born in manehattan and born into music. Quartet Has always enjoyed music piratically the music played by his mother and father. He took up music at a young age playing the violin like his mother. Quartet was a good pony in school, he was good in every subject but he was perfect in music class. He preformed in front of his school every year his music swept through the hearts of everypony that watched him and as he got older his music got better and better.
Quartet went to everyone of his mothers concerts, even the last one. His mother died of something un-explainable, things happened to her body, her eyes went bloodshot and she cried crystal tears until she played her final note then she collapsed on the ground lifeless. Quartet cried at that day and at everyday she wasn't put to rest. His father tried to sustain him in this tough event of his life, but he failed at helping him. Quartet cried for three months, and he would have nightmares of his mothers death.
Quartet stop crying at one day as he realized that one day everything must fade into Celestia's land, and that even one day he will as well. He knew that his mother would have never of wanted him to cry for those three months, so instead he cried every week at her grave.Whenever Quartet went to her grave he would always bring a white rose, it was his mothers favorite type of rose.
Today: Up to now he has been part of many concerts with his orchestra members, and he has played at many parties, but never the gala which him and all of his members wish to play at. So now he stands tall, his violin tuned, and his bow in hoof, ready to play the next chapter of his life
Nickname/Alias(es): Quatet, Q, Quart
Race: Earth Pony
Gender: Male
Age: Young Adult (20)
Additional Status: Quartet wears a sky blue tunic and he likes to carry his violin almost where ever he goes
-Physical Stuff-
Pelt Color: Dark Purple
Mane/Tail Color and Style: Both his mane and tail are white in color, and his mane is short and strait, as for his tail it is short and spikey
Eye Color: Deep red
Cutie Mark: A violin
Other Scars/Markings: Nope
Physique: Chiseled (Skinny but he is fine tonned)
-Social Stuff-
Current Residence: ManeHattan
Job: Violinist for the ManeHattan musical orchestra
Mother: Vio String ,Violin player, a lovely sky blue mare, with long silky white hair, but she has passed away
Father: Wind whisper ,Flute player, a dark red pony with deep red eyes, he has kept Xokt safe after his mother passed away
Sibling(s): None
Other Family: Unlce
Closest Friends: None
Courting/Courted By: None
Mate: None
Foal(s): Never intends to
-Personality Stuff-
Likes: Quartet loves the sweet smell of spring and autumn, he loves the dreams about his mother and her playing the violin, and he loves the taste of red tea
Dislikes: The nightmares about his mother fading away into nothing, and he dislikes it when ponies do not care for him when he is sad, but he also dislikes not going to his mothers grave everyday
Motivation: His violin music, the sweet sound of his bow striking across the violin strings and the cheers of ponies in the crowd when he is done playing, but he also plays to keep his mothers music alive, and to keep her close in his heart
Strengths: Playing the violin, Being charming, and being calm
Weaknesses/Flaws: Very Very Very emotional, thinking badly of himself after he plays, slow runner, usually breaks violins
Fears: heights, spiders, wolves, darkness, very very excited ponies (Ex pinkie pie), and the everfree forest
Overall Persona: Quartet, a loving and caring pony. He seeks for his musical professionalism to shine like a star on nightmare night and he waits for the wind to carry his music and let it soar. Quartet doesn't have many friends all he has is his co-workers. someponies call him charming and wonderful while to himself he is called weak and pityful. HE doesn't seek the thrill of adventrue he prefers the life and energy of manehattan. Nopony really knows about him but he is open minded to his conversations revealing more about himself as he talks. Though even in his lonely state of mind he still wishes to find a mare to partner up with and settle down with, but he never, ever, ever wants to have foals.
Past Life: Born in manehattan and born into music. Quartet Has always enjoyed music piratically the music played by his mother and father. He took up music at a young age playing the violin like his mother. Quartet was a good pony in school, he was good in every subject but he was perfect in music class. He preformed in front of his school every year his music swept through the hearts of everypony that watched him and as he got older his music got better and better.
Quartet went to everyone of his mothers concerts, even the last one. His mother died of something un-explainable, things happened to her body, her eyes went bloodshot and she cried crystal tears until she played her final note then she collapsed on the ground lifeless. Quartet cried at that day and at everyday she wasn't put to rest. His father tried to sustain him in this tough event of his life, but he failed at helping him. Quartet cried for three months, and he would have nightmares of his mothers death.
Quartet stop crying at one day as he realized that one day everything must fade into Celestia's land, and that even one day he will as well. He knew that his mother would have never of wanted him to cry for those three months, so instead he cried every week at her grave.Whenever Quartet went to her grave he would always bring a white rose, it was his mothers favorite type of rose.
Today: Up to now he has been part of many concerts with his orchestra members, and he has played at many parties, but never the gala which him and all of his members wish to play at. So now he stands tall, his violin tuned, and his bow in hoof, ready to play the next chapter of his life