Post by starcatcher on Apr 20, 2016 9:40:48 GMT
-General Stuff-
Name:
Star Catcher
Nickname/Alias(es):
N/A
Race:
Pegasus
Gender:
Female
Age:
Mare
Additional Status:
N/A
-Physical Stuff-
Pelt Color:
White
Mane/Tail Color and Style:
A tricolor mane, long, with streaks of pink, light blue, and white.
Eye Color:
Blue
Cutie Mark:
A heart adorned with light blue stars
Other Scars/Markings:
Lavender sigils upon her forehead, under her wings, and along her hind legs. She has no idea where they came from, only that ponies started commenting on it around the time she earned her cutie mark.
Physique:
Slender, but not to the point of appearing wind-swept. Rather nonathletic. Wings are disproportionate to her body.
-Social Stuff-
Current Residence:
Ponyville
Job:
Weather Pony (Night Shift)
Mother:
Graceful Waltz
Father:
Serene Cosmos
Sibling(s):
N/A
Other Family:
N/A
Closest Friends:
Familiar with some other ponies, but not to the point she'd consider them "close friends" just yet.
Courting/Courted By:
N/A
Mate:
N/A
Foal(s):
N/A
-Personality Stuff-
Likes:
As a pegasus, many of the things Star Catcher enjoys are related to the sky. Things like sunny days, big clouds, and breezes just strong enough to fly a kite. The latter in particular she particularly enjoys, since it gives the Earth Ponies and Unicorns something to do with the sky around them. Additionally, one of her hobbies is sky-dancing - a pegasi expression of art that emphasizes flight that is beautiful to look at, rather than fast or efficient.
Dislikes:
Due to her upbringing, Star isn't particularly fond of large crowds, or even being near anyone she doesn't consider a close friend for much longer than a few hours. Furthermore, she is easily startled; loud noises from sources she cannot immediately identify make for a scared pegasus. Finally, while she is perfectly capable of hosting a fancy get-together, what with every last detail of social etiquette drilled into her head at a young age, she greatly dislikes doing so, or being in any way involved in such activities.
Motivation:
At present moment, Star is just glad to be away from her parents' oppressive lifestyle - however, this has left her at a loss. What does one strive for, when one is content with life? Until she has figured this out, Star Catcher is content living her life to the fullest, free to be herself. While thoughts of settling with a stallion and bearing a foal have crossed her mind, Star does not yet feel herself ready for the trials of parenthood.
Strengths:
She's a strong judge of character - how couldn't she be, given her talent? - and is able to keep a level head in the midst of strife. She has a talent for knowing how others are feeling, and knowing what can be done to help another pony feel better - both of these play into her special talent.
Weaknesses/Flaws:
While her willingness to help others is Star Catcher's greatest strength, it is also her greatest vice; oftentimes the mare finds herself driven to help others, often at personal expense, and often has to be told - by the pony she's trying to help, no less - that she needs to watch out for herself sometimes. On a more physical note, she's not very strong, and due to her Canterlot upbringing instilling etiquette and class over doing pegasi things (like learning how to fly to build up the muscles at a young age), Star Catcher's ability to fly about is limited; just getting to a fair altitude is enough to leave her exhausted.
Fears:
First and foremost, Star Catcher cares about others, and her biggest fears are seeing someone she cares about get hurt, or the inevitability that one day she'll see somepony who desperately needs her, and she'll be unable to do anything to help. To a lesser extent, she fears being actively taken advantage of; she knows perfectly well just how far she'd go to help a pony, and is wise enough to the world to understand that there are many who would abuse her desire to help. Finally, being a pegasus, she has an innate and understandable fear of losing control and crash-landing.
Overall Persona:
Star Catcher is, for lack of any better words or imagery, the ideal image of what you'd expect from a mother, despite bearing no foals of her own. She is patient, caring, and abhors seeing anyone suffering. She is a pegasus who would willingly go out of her way to help someone if she felt they were in an emotional turmoil.
Even so, this mare carries one massive chip upon her shoulder; to this day she cannot bring herself to speak to her family, much less adhere to their lifestyle. While she doesn't actively keep track of her family, both Graceful Waltz and Serene Cosmos are big names in Canterlot's upper circles, so news involving their business ventures tend to circulate throughout Equestria fast; the simple mention of their names is enough to force Star Catcher to bite her tongue and try to ignore the discussion if possible, or change the subject.
Years of living with the upper class have trained her at a young age to be a polite and quiet mare, speaking only when she feels she has something relevant to say, which, as a filly growing up into a young mare, often meant that she had to keep her mouth shut while her parents spoke of business endeavors. Only after moving to Ponyville was Star Catcher finally able to get better about this, however ingrained habits and methods die hard; even now, Star has to remind herself that a "party" is not the same as a business meeting over dinner.
History/Background:
Star Catcher was born in Butterfly Island – a vacation resort roughly 70 miles off the coast of Manehattan to a unicorn named Serene Cosmos and a Pegasus named Graceful Waltz – a dance instructor and a politician who lived in Canterlot. In the city of the high-class, Star Catcher was born and raised, the parents hiring a live-in teacher to make sure she was well-educated. Life was easy for Star Catcher, and she probably would have remained in the posh lifestyle had she not caught a glimpse of what life was really like for most ponies; as the family was heading out for dinner, the carriage they were riding in was came across a number of ponies scrounging to get by. Immediately she wanted to stop and help however she could, but her parents held her close, attempting to calm her protests as the carriage drove off past them with promises that they would do nothing but harm to her in return.
At the age of 12, Star Catcher was sent off the flight camp, however the instructors found that Star Catcher’s wings had become unusually big, already the size of a fully grown pony’s, and she would be unable to fly for very long even if she did eventually grow into them. Nevertheless they contacted her parents, and with their permission allowed Star to stay through another flight camp cycle to make sure she could safely take off and fly about. Of course, because of this safety precaution Star’s advancement through the camp was slowed, and because of this she had to see the ponies she had gotten to know in such a short time graduate and head off, only to be replaced by another batch as she continued her training – and whereas the first group had been understanding of her condition, the second group teased her about her wings, thinking her some kind of cripple when they found out she was a student just like them, rather than an instructor who was here full-time.
It wasn’t until the last week of the second group’s flight lessons that Star Catcher realized something – one of the ponies she was learning with wasn’t doing too well, and figuring that making friends was better late than never, she approached the mare, a wave of despair washing over her as she asked what was wrong. Of course, being one of the ponies who had been more vocal about Star’s “deformities”, and surrounded by her peers, she refused to say anything, instead resorting to vehement insults to drive the filly off. Nevertheless Star stood there, a sensation in her heart welling up as she craned her neck down, the white mare’s words seemingly not her own as she spoke to the other filly, before contacting the instructor and requesting that she be allowed to leave the camp to visit her mother in the hospital.
As the three of them checked into the hospital, the young pony quickly ducked into her mother’s hospital room, with Star and the instructor close behind. Her mother, a violet Pegasus, wasn’t doing very well, and Star began to wonder if there was anything she could do to help. Of course there was nothing she could do, with no medical background or knowledge outside of what to do to prevent a cut or scratch from getting infected, but the mare still felt the urge to help, as if something deep in her heart was urging her to make sure the mare would be alright. Slowly she approached the mother and daughter, the older Pegasus glancing up at Star with a pained, weary expression.
Immediately Star Catcher reeled back, possessed by the same urge that had driven her to speak to the other filly, and to inform the instructor that she needed to go to the hospital. Without thinking, she pressed the button to call the nurse, an annoyed-looking earth pony trotting in as she glanced about, before demanding to know why she had been called. Flinching a bit, Star began to have second doubts about her actions, but since she had already done this much, she decided to speak up, telling the nurse what her heart was driving her to say. It was a wild rush for the mare – there were a number of words she didn’t even understand, and a few that no filly her age should know how to pronounce, but the nurse stood there, her hardened expression softening as she recognized the words, quickly rushing out to inform the doctors of the possibility of being able to find something with another test.
With the visitation over, however, the three ponies left the hospital – they still had to continue their training. On the final day of flight camp, however, as the young graduate fillies walked up to the small stand to receive recognition of passing the camp, Star Catcher caught a glimpse of the mare who had been in the hospital, healed, with the young filly nestled up against her forehoof, wings wrapped about each other in a hug. A warm feeling began to nestle up in Star’s heart, and quickly she looked down at her flank, which now showed the sparkling heart.
Upon returning to Canterlot, however, her parents were shocked to find the mark on her flank was not the only markings that Star had received at Flight Camp, the two of them setting her in front of a mirror so Star could see the markings upon her forehead, hind legs, and under the wings as the two of them peppered her with questions about what she had been up to, the two ponies demanding she remove them as if they were tattoos – however after an intense and rather painful scrubbing, the parents finally gave up when they realized that the markings were not something she had done to herself, but rather a part of her cutie mark – the mare realizing her talent in sensing the emotions of others, empathizing with their pain, and acting to help ponies feel happy. Of course, with this newfound talent, Star began to sense much more than she would have ever wanted – after all, every pony had problems and issues – and some were so much more desperate for help than the filly/mother had been. It was driving the mare insane, and the fact that her parents would not only do nothing to help others down on their luck, but forbid that she help them was killing her inside.
On her nineteenth birthday, Star finally lost her temper, demanding to know why, if her parents had the wealth and resources to help some of the ponies with their problems, why they wouldn’t do so – only to be reminded that the ponies who were down on their luck were less important. Star, however, refused to believe this, the filly continuing to argue with her parents, who refused to bend on the matter, until Star, who couldn’t take it anymore, stormed out of the home and took off into the night sky, flying off in an arbitrary direction. She had some funds saved up – after all, her parents had taught her the importance of saving money – but nowhere to go now. At this point, however, anywhere but Canterlot would do. After flying for a good 3 hours – or more specifically, gliding from the Canterlot mountainside with her wings unfurled, catching as much air as she could, the mare finally touched down around a small town that looked cozy enough. She’d need to speak with ponies tomorrow, introduce herself – and perhaps speak with somepony about seeking employment. Surely they’d take in an awkward Canterlot Pegasus with massive wings, right?
Name:
Star Catcher
Nickname/Alias(es):
N/A
Race:
Pegasus
Gender:
Female
Age:
Mare
Additional Status:
N/A
-Physical Stuff-
Pelt Color:
White
Mane/Tail Color and Style:
A tricolor mane, long, with streaks of pink, light blue, and white.
Eye Color:
Blue
Cutie Mark:
A heart adorned with light blue stars
Other Scars/Markings:
Lavender sigils upon her forehead, under her wings, and along her hind legs. She has no idea where they came from, only that ponies started commenting on it around the time she earned her cutie mark.
Physique:
Slender, but not to the point of appearing wind-swept. Rather nonathletic. Wings are disproportionate to her body.
-Social Stuff-
Current Residence:
Ponyville
Job:
Weather Pony (Night Shift)
Mother:
Graceful Waltz
Father:
Serene Cosmos
Sibling(s):
N/A
Other Family:
N/A
Closest Friends:
Familiar with some other ponies, but not to the point she'd consider them "close friends" just yet.
Courting/Courted By:
N/A
Mate:
N/A
Foal(s):
N/A
-Personality Stuff-
Likes:
As a pegasus, many of the things Star Catcher enjoys are related to the sky. Things like sunny days, big clouds, and breezes just strong enough to fly a kite. The latter in particular she particularly enjoys, since it gives the Earth Ponies and Unicorns something to do with the sky around them. Additionally, one of her hobbies is sky-dancing - a pegasi expression of art that emphasizes flight that is beautiful to look at, rather than fast or efficient.
Dislikes:
Due to her upbringing, Star isn't particularly fond of large crowds, or even being near anyone she doesn't consider a close friend for much longer than a few hours. Furthermore, she is easily startled; loud noises from sources she cannot immediately identify make for a scared pegasus. Finally, while she is perfectly capable of hosting a fancy get-together, what with every last detail of social etiquette drilled into her head at a young age, she greatly dislikes doing so, or being in any way involved in such activities.
Motivation:
At present moment, Star is just glad to be away from her parents' oppressive lifestyle - however, this has left her at a loss. What does one strive for, when one is content with life? Until she has figured this out, Star Catcher is content living her life to the fullest, free to be herself. While thoughts of settling with a stallion and bearing a foal have crossed her mind, Star does not yet feel herself ready for the trials of parenthood.
Strengths:
She's a strong judge of character - how couldn't she be, given her talent? - and is able to keep a level head in the midst of strife. She has a talent for knowing how others are feeling, and knowing what can be done to help another pony feel better - both of these play into her special talent.
Weaknesses/Flaws:
While her willingness to help others is Star Catcher's greatest strength, it is also her greatest vice; oftentimes the mare finds herself driven to help others, often at personal expense, and often has to be told - by the pony she's trying to help, no less - that she needs to watch out for herself sometimes. On a more physical note, she's not very strong, and due to her Canterlot upbringing instilling etiquette and class over doing pegasi things (like learning how to fly to build up the muscles at a young age), Star Catcher's ability to fly about is limited; just getting to a fair altitude is enough to leave her exhausted.
Fears:
First and foremost, Star Catcher cares about others, and her biggest fears are seeing someone she cares about get hurt, or the inevitability that one day she'll see somepony who desperately needs her, and she'll be unable to do anything to help. To a lesser extent, she fears being actively taken advantage of; she knows perfectly well just how far she'd go to help a pony, and is wise enough to the world to understand that there are many who would abuse her desire to help. Finally, being a pegasus, she has an innate and understandable fear of losing control and crash-landing.
Overall Persona:
Star Catcher is, for lack of any better words or imagery, the ideal image of what you'd expect from a mother, despite bearing no foals of her own. She is patient, caring, and abhors seeing anyone suffering. She is a pegasus who would willingly go out of her way to help someone if she felt they were in an emotional turmoil.
Even so, this mare carries one massive chip upon her shoulder; to this day she cannot bring herself to speak to her family, much less adhere to their lifestyle. While she doesn't actively keep track of her family, both Graceful Waltz and Serene Cosmos are big names in Canterlot's upper circles, so news involving their business ventures tend to circulate throughout Equestria fast; the simple mention of their names is enough to force Star Catcher to bite her tongue and try to ignore the discussion if possible, or change the subject.
Years of living with the upper class have trained her at a young age to be a polite and quiet mare, speaking only when she feels she has something relevant to say, which, as a filly growing up into a young mare, often meant that she had to keep her mouth shut while her parents spoke of business endeavors. Only after moving to Ponyville was Star Catcher finally able to get better about this, however ingrained habits and methods die hard; even now, Star has to remind herself that a "party" is not the same as a business meeting over dinner.
History/Background:
Star Catcher was born in Butterfly Island – a vacation resort roughly 70 miles off the coast of Manehattan to a unicorn named Serene Cosmos and a Pegasus named Graceful Waltz – a dance instructor and a politician who lived in Canterlot. In the city of the high-class, Star Catcher was born and raised, the parents hiring a live-in teacher to make sure she was well-educated. Life was easy for Star Catcher, and she probably would have remained in the posh lifestyle had she not caught a glimpse of what life was really like for most ponies; as the family was heading out for dinner, the carriage they were riding in was came across a number of ponies scrounging to get by. Immediately she wanted to stop and help however she could, but her parents held her close, attempting to calm her protests as the carriage drove off past them with promises that they would do nothing but harm to her in return.
At the age of 12, Star Catcher was sent off the flight camp, however the instructors found that Star Catcher’s wings had become unusually big, already the size of a fully grown pony’s, and she would be unable to fly for very long even if she did eventually grow into them. Nevertheless they contacted her parents, and with their permission allowed Star to stay through another flight camp cycle to make sure she could safely take off and fly about. Of course, because of this safety precaution Star’s advancement through the camp was slowed, and because of this she had to see the ponies she had gotten to know in such a short time graduate and head off, only to be replaced by another batch as she continued her training – and whereas the first group had been understanding of her condition, the second group teased her about her wings, thinking her some kind of cripple when they found out she was a student just like them, rather than an instructor who was here full-time.
It wasn’t until the last week of the second group’s flight lessons that Star Catcher realized something – one of the ponies she was learning with wasn’t doing too well, and figuring that making friends was better late than never, she approached the mare, a wave of despair washing over her as she asked what was wrong. Of course, being one of the ponies who had been more vocal about Star’s “deformities”, and surrounded by her peers, she refused to say anything, instead resorting to vehement insults to drive the filly off. Nevertheless Star stood there, a sensation in her heart welling up as she craned her neck down, the white mare’s words seemingly not her own as she spoke to the other filly, before contacting the instructor and requesting that she be allowed to leave the camp to visit her mother in the hospital.
As the three of them checked into the hospital, the young pony quickly ducked into her mother’s hospital room, with Star and the instructor close behind. Her mother, a violet Pegasus, wasn’t doing very well, and Star began to wonder if there was anything she could do to help. Of course there was nothing she could do, with no medical background or knowledge outside of what to do to prevent a cut or scratch from getting infected, but the mare still felt the urge to help, as if something deep in her heart was urging her to make sure the mare would be alright. Slowly she approached the mother and daughter, the older Pegasus glancing up at Star with a pained, weary expression.
Immediately Star Catcher reeled back, possessed by the same urge that had driven her to speak to the other filly, and to inform the instructor that she needed to go to the hospital. Without thinking, she pressed the button to call the nurse, an annoyed-looking earth pony trotting in as she glanced about, before demanding to know why she had been called. Flinching a bit, Star began to have second doubts about her actions, but since she had already done this much, she decided to speak up, telling the nurse what her heart was driving her to say. It was a wild rush for the mare – there were a number of words she didn’t even understand, and a few that no filly her age should know how to pronounce, but the nurse stood there, her hardened expression softening as she recognized the words, quickly rushing out to inform the doctors of the possibility of being able to find something with another test.
With the visitation over, however, the three ponies left the hospital – they still had to continue their training. On the final day of flight camp, however, as the young graduate fillies walked up to the small stand to receive recognition of passing the camp, Star Catcher caught a glimpse of the mare who had been in the hospital, healed, with the young filly nestled up against her forehoof, wings wrapped about each other in a hug. A warm feeling began to nestle up in Star’s heart, and quickly she looked down at her flank, which now showed the sparkling heart.
Upon returning to Canterlot, however, her parents were shocked to find the mark on her flank was not the only markings that Star had received at Flight Camp, the two of them setting her in front of a mirror so Star could see the markings upon her forehead, hind legs, and under the wings as the two of them peppered her with questions about what she had been up to, the two ponies demanding she remove them as if they were tattoos – however after an intense and rather painful scrubbing, the parents finally gave up when they realized that the markings were not something she had done to herself, but rather a part of her cutie mark – the mare realizing her talent in sensing the emotions of others, empathizing with their pain, and acting to help ponies feel happy. Of course, with this newfound talent, Star began to sense much more than she would have ever wanted – after all, every pony had problems and issues – and some were so much more desperate for help than the filly/mother had been. It was driving the mare insane, and the fact that her parents would not only do nothing to help others down on their luck, but forbid that she help them was killing her inside.
On her nineteenth birthday, Star finally lost her temper, demanding to know why, if her parents had the wealth and resources to help some of the ponies with their problems, why they wouldn’t do so – only to be reminded that the ponies who were down on their luck were less important. Star, however, refused to believe this, the filly continuing to argue with her parents, who refused to bend on the matter, until Star, who couldn’t take it anymore, stormed out of the home and took off into the night sky, flying off in an arbitrary direction. She had some funds saved up – after all, her parents had taught her the importance of saving money – but nowhere to go now. At this point, however, anywhere but Canterlot would do. After flying for a good 3 hours – or more specifically, gliding from the Canterlot mountainside with her wings unfurled, catching as much air as she could, the mare finally touched down around a small town that looked cozy enough. She’d need to speak with ponies tomorrow, introduce herself – and perhaps speak with somepony about seeking employment. Surely they’d take in an awkward Canterlot Pegasus with massive wings, right?