Post by blackjackfan on Apr 3, 2013 2:14:04 GMT
-General Stuff-
Name: Loam
Nickname/Alias(es): Lazy Loam
Race: Earth Pony
Gender: Mare
Age: Mare
-Physical Stuff-
For a better idea see the picture at the bottom of the application.
Pelt Color: Dark Brown
Mane/Tail Color and Style: Light brown/sandy. Straight, like roselucks.
Eye Color: Amber
Cutie Mark: A hole with dirt.
Physique: Average
-Social Stuff-
Current Residence: Canterlot. Lower Half.
Job: grave digger,
Mother: Loam’s mother was a gardener who died four years ago in an airship accident. Taught her how to really understand the dirt. Mother believed in a connection between all things and the earth being one. She was always more of “Feel your way through the dirt.” person than a technical pony.
Father: Loam’s father is a landscaper. He taught her about shaping the ground the way you want it. Using more science and math then feeling. She still uses most of his techniques when digging professionally. He’s still very busy with his job and Still loves it. She helps him out everytime she goes to visit him uptown. Her father still lives in uptown canterlot. She visits him every now and then.
Closest Friends: Loam is really good friends with the groundskeeper of the graveyard, one of the morticians, and Wild Thyme.
-Personality Stuff-
Likes: Loves her job. Really likes digging holes. The feel of the earth around her, the way the dirt moves, and feels beneath her hooves when she's digging, the cool fresh smell, pretty much everything about it.
Dislikes: Dislikes grass. Would much rather lay on a nice patch of dirt then a field of grass. HATES TREES, WITH THEIR STUPID ROOTS. The sky. Sand, especially dry sand.
Motivation: To dig holes. and do a really good job at her job.
Strengths: loves digging?
Weaknesses/Flaws: Can be lazy/ absent minded.
Fears: Flying, because shes so far from the dirt she loves, and because her mother died there. Afraid of the idea of the sky.
Favorite places to nap: In an empty grave or a freshly dug hole.
Overall Persona: Likes to talk about digging holes, doesn't talk much to others though cause she doesn't think she has much to talk about. Likes listening to others though. Despite her job and friends, she really doesn't think about death anymore than any other pony. Is generally happy. Stays at home or at work most of the time. unless a friend or something gets her to leave.
Is semi social. Likes to hang out with the people she already knows rather than meet new people. Gets nervous around new people, and starts rambling about how awesome dirt and digging is when trying to introduce herself.
Beliefs: Believes that ponies should be buried in the earth, as to her view. They came from the earth, and they should return to it. Also believes that ponies are connected to earth. That they are all part of it; just a step up and to left of it. So she views digging in it as a way to be closer to it. Got most of her beliefs from her mom. Her father was more technical about soil, her mom was the spiritual/ feeling oriented when working with it. Never gets after anyone about their beliefs though. If they want a tomb instead of a grave. She’ll dislike it, but will keep quite.
Odd habits/ odd personality quirks:
She tries to keep a garden, but always gets distracted when digging the holes for the plants. Has a section of her front yard where a garden would go that is just a bunch of holes that are way too deep to be for plants. Every other week or so its just one big hole with a pile of dirt next to it. Her friends catch her sleeping in the holes from time to time.
Has a love hate relationship with rocks. They get in her way, but she also really likes the feeling of uncovering them and digging them up. Has a small rock collection of really fun/hard to dig out rocks. The rocks are unremarkable. However each rock has a story and she can tell you every one of them; pointing to each rock as she tells them if you let her. Her friends have heard several times. Most find her stories boring, but she never notices. She’s too engrossed in her memories.
Loam is afraid of the sky. It’s too big with nothing there! how do you move through it? how do you control nothingness? She just doesn't think about it much. Her friends occasionally tease her about it. Which can end with her either digging a hole or her hiding under a table/ anything around. One time she ended up having to order at a cafe from under a table because her friends had pointed out a cool airship, and then started talking about flying and other details of air travel.
Hates full tombs, with stonework built into the ground. They always use magic to dig the spot for them; then they get all that rock in the way of the dirt. It’s kind of an affront to her “return to the earth” thing. Since the ponies in tombs just decay inside them and don't become dirt again.
Name: Loam
Nickname/Alias(es): Lazy Loam
Race: Earth Pony
Gender: Mare
Age: Mare
-Physical Stuff-
For a better idea see the picture at the bottom of the application.
Pelt Color: Dark Brown
Mane/Tail Color and Style: Light brown/sandy. Straight, like roselucks.
Eye Color: Amber
Cutie Mark: A hole with dirt.
Physique: Average
-Social Stuff-
Current Residence: Canterlot. Lower Half.
Job: grave digger,
Mother: Loam’s mother was a gardener who died four years ago in an airship accident. Taught her how to really understand the dirt. Mother believed in a connection between all things and the earth being one. She was always more of “Feel your way through the dirt.” person than a technical pony.
Father: Loam’s father is a landscaper. He taught her about shaping the ground the way you want it. Using more science and math then feeling. She still uses most of his techniques when digging professionally. He’s still very busy with his job and Still loves it. She helps him out everytime she goes to visit him uptown. Her father still lives in uptown canterlot. She visits him every now and then.
Closest Friends: Loam is really good friends with the groundskeeper of the graveyard, one of the morticians, and Wild Thyme.
-Personality Stuff-
Likes: Loves her job. Really likes digging holes. The feel of the earth around her, the way the dirt moves, and feels beneath her hooves when she's digging, the cool fresh smell, pretty much everything about it.
Dislikes: Dislikes grass. Would much rather lay on a nice patch of dirt then a field of grass. HATES TREES, WITH THEIR STUPID ROOTS. The sky. Sand, especially dry sand.
Motivation: To dig holes. and do a really good job at her job.
Strengths: loves digging?
Weaknesses/Flaws: Can be lazy/ absent minded.
Fears: Flying, because shes so far from the dirt she loves, and because her mother died there. Afraid of the idea of the sky.
Favorite places to nap: In an empty grave or a freshly dug hole.
Overall Persona: Likes to talk about digging holes, doesn't talk much to others though cause she doesn't think she has much to talk about. Likes listening to others though. Despite her job and friends, she really doesn't think about death anymore than any other pony. Is generally happy. Stays at home or at work most of the time. unless a friend or something gets her to leave.
Is semi social. Likes to hang out with the people she already knows rather than meet new people. Gets nervous around new people, and starts rambling about how awesome dirt and digging is when trying to introduce herself.
Beliefs: Believes that ponies should be buried in the earth, as to her view. They came from the earth, and they should return to it. Also believes that ponies are connected to earth. That they are all part of it; just a step up and to left of it. So she views digging in it as a way to be closer to it. Got most of her beliefs from her mom. Her father was more technical about soil, her mom was the spiritual/ feeling oriented when working with it. Never gets after anyone about their beliefs though. If they want a tomb instead of a grave. She’ll dislike it, but will keep quite.
Odd habits/ odd personality quirks:
She tries to keep a garden, but always gets distracted when digging the holes for the plants. Has a section of her front yard where a garden would go that is just a bunch of holes that are way too deep to be for plants. Every other week or so its just one big hole with a pile of dirt next to it. Her friends catch her sleeping in the holes from time to time.
Has a love hate relationship with rocks. They get in her way, but she also really likes the feeling of uncovering them and digging them up. Has a small rock collection of really fun/hard to dig out rocks. The rocks are unremarkable. However each rock has a story and she can tell you every one of them; pointing to each rock as she tells them if you let her. Her friends have heard several times. Most find her stories boring, but she never notices. She’s too engrossed in her memories.
Loam is afraid of the sky. It’s too big with nothing there! how do you move through it? how do you control nothingness? She just doesn't think about it much. Her friends occasionally tease her about it. Which can end with her either digging a hole or her hiding under a table/ anything around. One time she ended up having to order at a cafe from under a table because her friends had pointed out a cool airship, and then started talking about flying and other details of air travel.
Hates full tombs, with stonework built into the ground. They always use magic to dig the spot for them; then they get all that rock in the way of the dirt. It’s kind of an affront to her “return to the earth” thing. Since the ponies in tombs just decay inside them and don't become dirt again.