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Username: Daemic9

Name: Mystic Gear

Race: Unicorn Vampire

Gender: Male

Age:

Appearance: Red eyes, cyan fur, sage green mane/tail. Always wears an amulet in the shape of his own cutie mark, which is a gold nine-tooth gear with a ruby in the center.

Bio: (Before vamponism) He worked as an inventor for the common folk and enchanter for Canterlot royals. (After vamponism) Mystic Gear adventures around Equestria, but still invents and enchants things.

Personality: He is reclusive and anti-social, except around ponies that he knows well. He is insane in the sense that he will create fictional ponies to talk to (hence the anti-socialness). He does not care what others think of him, and when insulted he will laugh at the insult. He is against direct confrontation and will never be the first one to hit somepony, but if he is hit first he will fight whole-heartedly.

Other notes: Mystic Gear has extreme mastery of building things out of scraps or other parts, and enchanting gems. He also can tell the magical qualities of materials at a glance.

Username: ProfCharles

Name: Rich Tea

Age: 21

Gender: male

Race: Pegasus Ghost

Appearance: Before death: Light brown coat with a milky mane, blue eyes.

Cutie Mark—a biscuit being dunked into a cup of tea.

After death: Pale white everything (mane is palest). Solid colour, except when incorporeal—then he is translucent.

Bio: Before his death, Rich Tea was an average pony. Not too smart, not too dumb. Not too athletic, not too lazy. If he was entered into a "most average stallion in Equestria" contest, then he would score average marks. Nothing stood out from at all. Except one thing. He can make a bloody good cuppa.
Born and raised in the city of Marechester, near Trottingham, as a single child to loving parents, he passed school with adequate marks and joined the local weather team in the all important post of "tea-stallion"—a highly appreciated position in the tea obsessed city. However, he never truly felt satisfied with his work, and as much as he loved Marechester, the city grew oppressive on his soul.
An offhoof comment from an acquaintance in the pub, however, changed this, causing Rich Tea to seek to leave the city for a more rural placement. Eventually, he found a job and a house in the rural village of Ponyville—a perfect break from the humdrum of city life.
This caused his life to change forever, and not in the way he anticipated. Whilst waiting for the (very late) train to take him to Ponyville, he was jostled and fell onto the tracks, just in time to be run over by the train he was waiting for—delaying it even further, to the disgust of the other passengers.
Of course, Rich Tea wasn't—and still isn't—the type of stallion to let something as little as death get in the way of his escape to the country, and he returned as a pale shade of himself—literary, seeing as he is a ghost now.
Thankfully, he has been able to hide his "condition" from the rest of population of Ponyville, but a growing mischievous side threatens this as his hauntings grow more elaborate.

Personality: Bland as his namesake, for the most part, but being dead has breathed new life into him, so to speak, and he is rediscovering the foalish humour of his childhood, haunting varrious locations within Ponyville. Especially Lyra and Bon Bon's house.
But not the library. The mare that lives there

Other notes:
Able to turn himself incorporeal and pass through any solid matter. Can not carry anything whilst doing so, and becomes translucent.
Whilst corporeal, can manipulate matter like a living pony, including clouds, but is quite clumsy and keeps dropping things through himself.
Makes the best cup of tea in Equestria.
Does not have to drink or eat—indeed, if it hasn't digested when he becomes incorporeal, it falls out of him.
Speaks with a Marechester (Manchester) accent, not a Trottingham (Cockney). Still Braytish (British).

Username: Xduskreaver

Name: Black Mist

Age: Roughly 1100

Gender: Male

Race: Pegasus Death-Reaper

Appearance: He is near pitch black and looks to have just become a stallion (Meaning he looks young). His mane is a very dark red which almost blends in to his coat, whilst on his flank, his cutie mark is that of a starry night and a large silver shield dripping blood. He has golden eyes which seem to reflect any light perfectly, dazzling anyone who looks him in the eyes. Strapped to his head are a pair of goggles tinted black which he is almost constantly wearing to avoid the effect described above.

Bio: Black Mist was born in what became Canterlot, a small village at the time of his birth. As he grew up, he alluded more and more to the night, only ever going out at night and wandering the forests or fields nearby. One night when he was out and about he saw a mare, just a filly really, running from a middle aged stallion. The stallion cornered her and proceeded to rape her. Black Mist snuck up behind the colt and struck him hard on the head with a rock, knocking him unconscious. After taking the filly back to her family he returned to the stallion and killed him, certain that he didn't deserve to live. Black Mist got his cutie mark that night.
After then, Black Mist made it a point to keep an eye out for any trouble, and when he found it, he protected the little guy, always returning to either kill the miscreant, or to scare them off with a warning.
Eventually, Black Mist reached stallion hood, and on the night of his 18th Birthday he found himself cornered by some very angry gang members, and mobsters. He had made their lives a lot harder than they should have been. Black Mist died that night.
However, hours later he woke up, to find Death standing over him. No words were spoken, none were really needed. Black Mist didn't deserve to die, in fact, over the course of his life, he had proven that he was a protector, a bloody hoof in the night standing up for the little guy.
Since then, Black Mist has been roaming Equestria, finding trouble and tearing it out at the roots.

Personality: Black Mist is very assertive, he means what he says and very rarely takes no for an answer. He hates crime, but isn't an ignorant "I want to be a hero" kind of guy, instead he knows what he is. A killer.
Surprisingly, Black Mist gets nervous around mares, he can fight them, but holding a normal conversation with them? Now that's pushing it. A very active stallion, when he walks down the street every pony can see he has this lively, excitable energy.

Other Notes: He embodies his name, at night he is like a walking shadow that you can only see if he wants you to. He knows terrain and tracking like an expert, it comes with the job. Black Mist can go anywhere he likes without getting questioned, and kill anyone and there won't be very many questions, he has spoken with Celestia and organised this. He had to, you don't get around for that long without getting noticed by the eternal, all powerful ruler.

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Nice, and incase anyone is confused by the "being able to tell the magical qualities of materials at a glance" thing, he can just tell if something is enchanted or how well magic is conducted through a material. Ex. silver entirely blocks anything magic from passing through, while amethyst amplifies it.

Username: Blood Rush

Name: Blood Rush

Species: Pegasus/Vampire

Appearance: Dark blue with dark red hair, eye color changes between cyan and maroon, and has a silver five point star cutie mark.

Bio: He was born a vampire in a noble vampire clan with a lycan brother. One day princess Celestia decided to take away their fortune and make their lives difficult. Dealing with vampirism and financial problems, he does anything to survive not just for himself but for his family as well.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but has random fits of rage. He is also snarky and tends to not care for others. Also suffers from paranoia and high anxiety. When anything goes wrong he is always the first to attack a random target be it friend or foe.

Notes: He has an amazing amount of knowledge of mythical creatures and magic. Is also one of the fastest vampires in Equestria.

Username: Craterfist

Name: Clash

Age: 26

Species: Unicorn

Appearance: Clash carries the same color coat and mane of both of his fathers (head here to read about his fathers; just scroll down until you find my post), that being a stark white coat and straw blonde mane, kept in a style similar to Big Macintosh. He wears a trench coat made with strips of kevlar within the leather, and a stetson hat specially shaped and enchanted to cover a part of his face in thick shadows, depending on which way it is tilted. He rarely shows both sides of his face at once, and only to those he trusts.

The reason for this is because he has a green right eye, inherited from the light-hearted and optimistic Chords, while his left eye is red, inherited from the serious, often bloodthirsty Crush. He shows his red eye during a fight, hiding the green eye, and it's a hell of an intimidation tactic.

Cutie Mark: A black electric guitar with a pair of revolvers behind the guitar.

Personality: Clash carries the personality traits (and weapons) of both of his fathers, and this allows him the point of view of two ponies when he comes upon a new situation. He has learned to control which personality is stronger, and he often let's Crush take over during a fight. He is a bit of a shy romantic. He'll charge headfirst into danger, but he doesn't know how to talk to mares.

Bio: As the twin brothers Crush and Chords were on their travels, they were also being observed. A mad conjurer captured the pair, taking their DNA and combining them to create 'the perfect warrior'. What came out was a white foal with a red eye and a green eye. The twins managed to escape with the foal, but the conjurer cursed the pair with an Aging Curse, causing them to die within the next two years. They had managed to get the foal into an orphanage. He was adopted and raised in Phillydelphia, where he grew to become the pony we know today.

Their weapons, the guitar-axe called the Black Beauty, and the twin revolvers Silver and Gold (named for the metals they are each plated with), were put into their wills to be inherited by Clash at the age of 18. He has not planned to go after the conjurer, but in his own travels, he dealt with a slew of supernatural creatures, some friendly, and others.... not so friendly.

Since he discovered the undead hate silver (burns them to the touch), he had the gold revolver re-plated with silver, renaming the guns Twin Argent (Argent is another name for silver), while the Black Beauty's axe blades were coated with silver as well. Finally, he stocked up on silver ammunition as well as normal ammunition. It cost him a pretty penny, but his generous inheritance from his fathers, plus the bits gained from selling the gold plating, were more than enough.

His travels have landed him in the quaint town of Ponyville, where he has stopped for a decent night's sleep.

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Username: Mavinator5

Name: Midnight Hail

Age: Same age as Dash, about 28

Species: Pegasus, Half-Demon

Appearance: Dark-ish blue, white mane with yellow streaks, same for the tail. Is a male but has a very feminine appearance due to a birth defect. Not overly muscular. Slightly smaller then average. Voice is higher pitched for a male, also due to birth defect. Good looking, but nothing over the top. Most would mistake him for a female from afar, unless they see the genitals.

Cutie mark: A cross-hair; it means he's got solid aim.

Personality: He's a slight introvert, but has no problems getting along with others. He'll lash out at anyone that mentions his unusual appearance. He's got a quick temper, but a big heart when he needs it. He doesn't get along well with young children, possibly because of how much they question his unusual looks. He like to have fun and is very playful, until you piss him off. Highly inteligent, but not a genius

Bio: The usual ruined childhood; parents dead when he was around 10, lived with relatives until he was old enough to move out. It was during his parents' deaths that he got infected by demon blood. He's lived with it for a long time, so he gets how to use it. Demonization hasn't changed anything physical about him, besides shortening his already short temper. He makes money doing odd jobs, helping out ponies who need things done like heavy lifting and such. He's well know back in Manehatten, where he lives, and as such makes good money. He was making his way to Ponyville to meet with an old friend and decided to drop by the local pastry shop.

Other notes: How the demon blood works (if you want to accept it):
Is usually lying dormant, waiting.

Can be activated to give various bonuses for various durations (example increasing strength, speed, sharpening senses, you get the idea)

Could theoreticly be stronger then the other species, but at a huge drawback.
The only downside to using the blood is the "Corruption meter". The more he uses the blood, the more corrupt he becomes. (example: if he uses the blood to give himself a small boost in strength for a few minutes, it won't change much. If he gives himself a massive boost in strength, the meter shoots up.) Also, the more corrupt he is, the stronger the bonuses will be, regardless how much he wanted, he'll get extra for free (an incentive to keep his corruption up).

Once he reaches a certain thresh hold, he starts becoming susceptible to possession. If he's unlucky, a full fledged demon will take control of his body. The type of demon will determine the different effects. A hate demon will rampage, a lust demon will seduce, a fear demon will cause mass panic etc.
The corruption meter rises as he used the blood, and descends if he leave it alone. He can also reduce it faster if he does good deeds or uses holly items (example visiting a church, holly water etc.)
The demon will lose control once the demon blood thins out.

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Username: Phil-Osophy

Name: Fire Sale (Mr Sale, as he likes to be called)

Age: He can remember 400 years, but not how old he has existed

Gender: Male

Race: Demon Earth Pony

Appearance: Basically Filthy Rich.
Instead of blue eyes he has brown eyes. His cutiemark is that of a signed contract and a quill. His eyes go red and seem to be burning whenever he uses demon magic or is especially angry. Wears a collar and tie as seen like any business pony

Bio: Mr Sale is a deal demon from the pits of Tartarus. This means that he has to power to make deals with anypony still able to have their soul sent to Tartarus. These deals are made by desperate souls with something to lose and can have massive effects. They have limits however. For example a demon make give an earth pony a horn, but in five years time they will have to commit suicide where they will then be sent to Tartarus. If a deal is broken it will be enforced by hellhounds, nigh impossible to kill (and invisible) demonic dogs. A deal demon can only make deals which effect the client, they couldn't for example directly kill somepony, only give a pony abilities they could then use to kill. As a demon he has the ability of strong telekinesis able to hold even werewolves at bay as well as greater teleportation and unicorn spells. However, they cannot cross a line of salt, can be trapped and summoned in certain rituals and magical traps as well as burned by silver. It is impossible to kill a demon through physical trauma but silver and salt will contain them until an exorcism can take place. Beheading etc will only delay a demon as they take an hour or so to remanifest elsewhere. Once exorcised a demon is sent back to Tarturus and it may take any time from a couple of week to a couple of years for them to be able to cross back into the world, depending on strength. Mr Sale will take three weeks to re-manifest if exorcised due to his small amount of power (the greater to the longer).

Personality: Cocky, arrogant and condescending. He insists on being called Mr Sale and is quick to anger. He is very intimidating and loves to win. He is fond of playing games where he has something to win, such as poker, in order to warm people up to making a deal as well as for his own enjoyment.

Other Notes: Also is about as strong as the vamponies, but prefers to use his magic for extra effect. There is no aura around anything he uses magic on, but his eyes do turn red. Heavily based on the TV series Supernatural but I tried to balance it as best as possible.
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Username:Darkbladex96

Name: Gideon

Age: 689 years old

Gender: Male

Race: Griffon (Cynogriffon[werewolf griffon])

Appearance: White fur and coat with a mint green turf on his chest and mint green eyes. Gideon dresses similar to Obi-wan Kenobi (Beige monk-like robes with flexible leather armor around the neck and shoulders and leather armor gauntlets). He often times wears a cloak to conceal his looks because he's not sure how others around the world will react to him. He carries a bastard sword on his back, but it's wrapped up in bulky cloth so that no one knows what it is.

Bio: Gideon was lucky enough to be born a cynogriffon and as such was born and raised high in the mountains that separate Equestria from the Griffon Kingdom. Like all born in his mountain top village he was trained rigorously with both mental and physical drills (martial arts, sword-fighting, Sciences, mathematics, and literature) to help him keep his curse under control. He was taught the code of their kind and taught to never let himself become an animal. Just like all of the other villagers, he help hunt the feral cynogriffons, honing his combat skills on his lost brethren.
Once he was old enough and the village wise ones trusted his understanding of their code (178 years old), he was allowed to leave the village and travel the world. He's been roaming the world for a little over five centuries. He's been a part of many great historical events and witnessed several events that many would consider once in a life time. He's befriended some of everyone...from the poor and earthly, to the rich and haughty.

He maybe a hero... he may be in history books, but he has always insisted on remaining a nameless, faceless, formless traveler. He seeks no glory and no rewards, only friends and adventure.

Personality: Gideon is quite playful, but his playful exterior hides an extremely discipline and trained mind. He enjoys seeing everyone around him safe and happy. Gideon is also pretty flirtatious when the opportunity arises. Because of his silly antics others tend to over look his intelligence and wisdom, leading the way for many "I told you so" conversations which, as expected, don't help them take him more seriously. Sometimes he likes to talk in rhyme or be cryptic just to confuse those around him. He doesn't condone violence and even when in a life or death conflict, Gideon usually tries to exhaust all non-lethal options before resorting to a killing blow. The only exceptions are feral cynogriffons.

Other Notes: When Gideon isn't socializing or reading he can be found in any open area either meditating to keep his instincts in check or practicing his sword forms and exercising to keep his mind and body sharp. His bastard swords blade is made of a silver and steel alloy and is extremely hard to damage because of secret forging techniques that even he is unaware of.

Username: Roach of Wrath

Name: Isaac B. Hawke

Race: Dragon, Vampire

Gender: Male

Age: 206

Appearance: Red scales with white spines wears black pants, long sleeve shirt, and trench coat. He's as tall as Celestia.

Bio: Was turned at the age of 26 he became a ruthless killing machine having lost his soul. Was known to torturing his victims before feeding on them. He became one of the most feared vampires racking up a body count of over 400 in his first year. Isaac quickly became bored of just killing he needed more that’s when the hunters came. Hunters, track and kill everything supernatural, harshly trained hunters do not fear and will do whatever is necessary to kill them, but to Isaac they were just a new toy to play with. Until confronted by Starswirl the Bearded, give him a fate worse than death in returning his soul he starred on a path of redemption.

Personality:
He is pissed off most of the time, smokes to get the feeling of normality as if he wasn’t a freak, loves a good fight and the feeling as if you could die any minute, talks in a English accent, him being an arrogant smart-ass more than often gets him in trouble, god complex in the fact that he refuses to believe that something is impossible.

Username: Arackn

Name: Memoery Song (alias), Pestilence (true name)

Age: 32 years

Gender: Mare

Race: Unicorn (Necromancer)

Appearance: She is a dark shade of purple with pink hair and blue eyes. She is rather tall and slim. Her cutie mark is a black book with a star on the cover.

Bio: She was born in Canterlot where she had a normal life, has made friends, went to an archaeology school, and had a coltfriend. All was well in the best of world… Until her last expedition where she was sent to an old pyramid in the Saddle Arabia. The pyramid was strange, where usually they were crypt, here it was more like a place of worship. The murals where about the life after the death and the god of the dead, after two month of digging and empty room, they finally found what seems to be a temple with an altar in the center. On the altar was a book with the hieroglyph of the infinity on the cover, it had an aura of cold around it, it was as if the book called her. She wanted this book, she needed it. She used her magic to throw her companions against the wall before taking the book. When she took it, she felt a flow of magic, overwhelming her mind with thoughts of death and despair, along knowledge of forgotten secrets and forbidden spells. When finally the storm in her head stood still, she was no longer the young archaeologist interested in the history of ancient civilization, but a necromancer holding the knowledge of an ancient cult worshiping a Death God. Panicked, she ran away, killing a few innocent diggers who tried to stop her. Alone in the desert she spent the next week thinking over what happened. The memories of the last holders of the book were dancing into her mind. After one week where she only drunk cactus juice she ends up making a decision. She will bring back the cult of the dead and, for that, she will need more power, the princesses are too powerful but the Element of Magic is only a unicorn. After she made this decision she began her journey to Ponyville.

Personality: She is manipulative, careful and cunning but she is also lazy and can get bored easily. She doesn’t like to kill innocent but will do it if she don’t have any other choice.
Other notes: She is just a little stronger and faster than a regular pony but can't do anything against a real supernatural in terms of physical strength. What make her so powerful is the soul link between her and the book, not only she have more power and know a lot of Necromantic spells, but she can’t be killed unless a ritual is performed to break the soul bend she share with the book (the book itself has been made indestructible). She can still be knocked out with fatal injuries.

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When are you going to add the new characters?