In no particular order (though it seems that I've instinctively ordered it by 'importance', I guess):

Major focus

~Work on ELA with DJ GarV the Expert

     ~Recruit OCs for team rosters

     ~Fill in rosters with background/made-up characters if not enough OCs are available

          ~Replace made-up characters with any newly-acquired OCs

     ~Organize team depth charts

     ~Receive any suggestions for team mascots

     ~Work with DJ regarding the course of the story, among many, many other things

     ~Be a human spell-check on the drafts for the story like the Grammar Nazi I am

     ~Put together full team schedules at some point, likely after a good part of the story has already been written

         ~~DONE

     ~Allow team rosters/depth charts to be publicly viewed on Google Docs once DJ says I can

     ~Work on designing the team uniforms

          ~~DONE

Minor focus

~Brainstorm ideas for, Plan, Outline, Write, etc. my Writer's-Block-Ending story, Daring-Do and the Search for Fucks to Give

~Work on improving my writing style. Currently, I write a lot like Ernest Hemmingway: a lot of short, choppy sentences, and a shit-ton of dialogue. It's those two reasons why most people can only make it through Hemmingway's short stories before going batshit crazy, since Hemmingway is so frustrating to read. Since I write like him, I can only assume that I'm frustrating to read as well. Not good if I want to make Equestria Daily.

~Edit the beginning of P:AAB so that TS is more suspicious of Briar

~Edit FaTE so that the Mane 6 + Briar earn their rates over time (should take a HELL of a long time)

          ~~ This is KEY

~Work with my editor and proofreaders to get Unlike Herself ready for my second Equestria Daily submission. (In case you're wondering, the pre-reader told me that I had a really good first draft, but that it wasn't quite ready, which is as clear as day given the examples from the story that he/she provided in the response email. I ain't telling you guys any more about it, though, other than that I'm continuing to make my story better. =D) Feedback on the story is much appreciated, by the way.

~Proofread the unpublished chapters of Poeni: An Ancient Breed.

~Type up what I have written in my draft-notebook for Poeni: An Ancient Breed.

~Write more chapters for Poeni: An Ancient Breed in my draft-notebook.

~Work with Johnfreemanwepon on battle tactics for From Allies to Enemies: The Best Medicine for an Abrupt Invasion (FAtE).

~Wait for Talen to get over his writer's block and then for MusicSlave to recover the motivation that she lost from waiting so we can start the semi-crossover with A New Life.

~Figure out how to write the incredibly complex and symbolic plans I have had for A Golden Flame since not long after - if not since I first began writing it.

Appearance:

Name: Briar Rose

Species: Pegasus

Cutie mark: A rising phoenix

First off, his biggest attributes would be witty, extremely logic-based, and cryptic. He almost always looks at the "big picture", is fond of symbolism, and will nonchalantly crack jokes to lighten a tense mood. Some more details:

1. Has a long fuse, and can put up with a lot of "torment".

2. Is almost always stoic, particularly in serious situations.

#1 & 2 reference, from Chapter 5 of A New Life:

"They turn and look at me, and watch amused as my head bobs back every time Fluttershy brushes my mane.

Ya okay there, sugarcube? Your face don't make ya look too amused.'

In a way, Applejack was right, considering I had a professional poker face on, but that was simply because I was trying to focus on the conversation.

'I'll be fine, so long as Rarity doesn't make me try on dresses...and so long as we could get off this tangent, perhaps?'"

3. Hates: Snitches, braggarts, snobs.

4. Did I mention that he's cryptic? If I didn't...well...he's cryptic: uses deep metaphors, riddles, and symbolic expression in highly-dramatic situations (such as the climax of a book, per say). Also uses big words.

5.  Is not afraid to use expletives to emphasize points, but never uses them in a derogatory manner...unless they really deserve it. (e.g. bullies, someone trying to force themselves on my/my friend's marefriend, etc.)

6. Uses a lot of sarcasm. Also, this is the only exception to the "derogatory manner" part of #5: he will often call some of his closest friends 'names' when messing around with them. (Eg, when a close friend does something stupid: "Dumb dumb dumb-dumb dumb -- dumbass!"). Also, if someone doesn't like something he does/says, all they have to do is ask him to stop, and he will. If they don't, he'll assume they're fine with it and he'll continue.

7. Can change his maturity level at will, particularly varying upon who he's around. (Example in regard to the Mane 6: extremely low around RD and PP, medium around AJ and TS, high for FS, and extremely high (as well as using extensive diction (with words such as 'fortnight')) around R)

8. Is extremely skilled at reading body language (which includes facial features). One good -- and probably the best -- example of this would be his ability to hold a full conversation with Angel (or any of the mane 6's pets -- even Gummy), due to being completely able to understand the bunny's gesturing and mannerisms.

9. More detailed personality: Intelligent, but not snobbish. Often uses his logic to make decisions, but doesn't let that spoil a good time. Has a long anger-fuse, which is fortunate for all, because you might as well say that he enters the Avatar state when he gets really livid. However, he has also been known to confuse himself by over-thinking something

10. Additional mood/personality: Cool, calm, and collected

11. Has a witty sense of humor that builds on itself; each joke played off of an earlier one makes it just get funnier and funnier and funnier...kind of like the Energizer bunny. It just keeps going and going and going and going...

12. Likes classic rock and awesome 80s music

13. Will quote something if given the chance; meaning if he knows a funny quote that will fit well, he'll use it

14. Apparently has a DeLorean time machine. (See A New Life...that reminds me, I need to work on implementing that running joke more often...)

~I would suggest only using this trait for more random stories

15. In the main story I've written about him -- Poeni: An Ancient Breed -- his wings are injured, and thus, he can't fly. For your stories, it's your call whether you'd like to include this.

16. And for last, an incredibly-long, yet also incredibly-detailed description, copypasta'd right from the first chapter of Poeni: An Ancient Breed. Mind you, this part is canon.

Here it is:

First off, it would make sense if I told you about what I look like...no, not to brag; hell, I don't really have anything to brag about! Remember, you're talking to a stallion with the surname 'Rose' over here. But then again, my family has a...history of...fragrances. Yes, that was foreshadowing, well, kinda...sorta...okay no, it really wasn't. But we're beginning to get off on a tangent. Okay, to start off simply - and bluntly - my coat is a light shade of gold; not yellow, gold - light goldenrod, to be specific. Any more specific and I'll be listing off hex triplets. As for my fluid mane and long-and-straight tail, they are a mix of two colors, crimson red and regular goldenrod.

There is one thing I feel that I need to specifically point out about my mane, well, several things, actually. First, it is a medium-long to a longish in length, more-so in the back than the front, but it isn't by very much at all. Next, I feel that the consistency and such of my hair is absolutely perfect -- no, I'm not a pansy, pun intended, but just give me a second here, aight? Everything I say I'm saying for a reason...usually. Just don't judge me; I'm quite capable of judging myself. I'm being chased by a dragon, remember? Alright, well, it's silky enough to feel good - yeah, you're right - really good...and that shouldn't be taken out of context - but it's also just greasy enough for my 'bangs' - even though that is what they're called, my stallionliness is making me reluctant to call them such - to stick to each other just enough for them to form and act pretty much just like window blinds, except the 'window' in this case would be my right eye.

No, I'm not 'emo'! What did I say about letting me finish? Besides, if I was 'emo', I wouldn't be able to see through my 'blind-bangs', which I am as of right now coining them. Yeah, on the spot - damn straight. Anyway, the point of these 'blind-bangs'...well, I should probably mention that - for reasons I'd rather not talk about, at least not yet - my right eye is extremely sensitive to light, as well as partially multi-colored, but I'll get to those details in a bit. So, these 'blind-bangs' function to serve as a 'light barrier', if you will: not letting in enough light to affect my vision in that eye negatively, while on the other hoof, letting in just enough light to allow me to see through them.

Alright, now to talk about my eyes themselves. First off, my left eye is perfectly normal, and I hope it stays that way, too. Ah, and it's also just as ruby red as the eyes of a certain DJ mare you might of heard of before. Anyway, in respect to my right eye...well...you'll be fortunate to come away with anything from the best description I can provide: originally, my right eye was also ruby red - shocker! However, it's now...now what many ponies call a sort of 'silverish-red', although those same ponies also say that they can also distinguish between the two extremely effectively, especially - according to them - when my right eye is hiding behind my 'blind-bangs', as they claim that that causes all of the red in my right iris to...melt away, leaving only silver poking out from between my semi-greasy pillars of mane. Yes, I know that isn't very definitive, but, understandably, I have to simply take their word for it, no? By the way, I just thought you might want to know that many ponies also believe that the silver in my right iris was caused by an injury of some sort. Unfortunately for your patience, though, I ain't saying jack shit about it...yet. Don't worry, that one is definitely foreshadowing.

Moving on, one particular thing about my right eye is the difference in the diameter of the dilation of the pupil between whether it is Celestia's sun or Luna's moon that graces the sky above: during the day, my right pupil is only about the size of a pinhead! It's so sensitive to the sun - and thus sensitive to light - that it has actually attracted the attention of some ponies in the past: by this point, I'm completely unphased by random ponies shoving their face into mine in some weird attempt to find where my pupil has run off to. That doesn't make it any less awkward, though. However, on the flip side, when it's nighttime, you could basically say that - to use another pun - my pupil nearly eclipses my iris. In cases when the darkness is overwhelming, my 'blind-bangs' would have basically served as a pirate's eye-patch would - adjusting my eye to the dark so I have night-vision at the ready.

I will add more if necessary.