Name: Falcon Scythe at your service...
Age: 17
Gender: Male, duh
Talent: Combat/Weaponry
That silver earring?: a scrap of curled iron
Cheek marks?: Scars
Bandage?: its temporary, it'll be off soon
Crush: idk im single anyway
Height: 5'6
Weight: 127 lb.
Personality: cool,brave,sly,quiet,clever,romantic,slight emo
History: As a colt i had a good childhood with bumps along the way such as
-my mother was a nurse who caught a patient's hay fever and gradually died from its infection on 5/20/05
-my father is a solider fighting the war in "Calfghanistan" i get at least one letter a month from him, he might come home..
-my little brother, he's bipolar.. i do my best to make him smile at least once a day, hes getting better, but my lack of complete sucess is driving me down
How did you get your CM: when i was about 9 i took self defense, and i had to choose the last weapon on the table, a scythe, lowest ranked weapon.It was really huge an heavy, I complained at first but I wouldn't let that hold me back, time, motivation, and training led me to my rank championship. I battled a young unicorn colt with multiple daggers, a medium weapon, we fought long and hard but in the end i lost placing my self one step behind glory, but that wasnt all, my back thighs began sparkling bright white and my CM appeared as a falcon holding a scythe with three sparkles. my opponent who won got jealous for he was the only kid in the class who was a blank flank. i walked out happily now knowing my fate would be in defense and glory.
Friends: Neon Blitz. or anyone else who wants to be my friend
Age: 17
Gender: Male, duh
Talent: Combat/Weaponry
That silver earring?: a scrap of curled iron
Cheek marks?: Scars
Bandage?: its temporary, it'll be off soon
Crush: idk im single anyway
Height: 5'6
Weight: 127 lb.
Personality: cool,brave,sly,quiet,clever,romantic,slight emo
History: As a colt i had a good childhood with bumps along the way such as
-my mother was a nurse who caught a patient's hay fever and gradually died from its infection on 5/20/05
-my father is a solider fighting the war in "Calfghanistan" i get at least one letter a month from him, he might come home..
-my little brother, he's bipolar.. i do my best to make him smile at least once a day, hes getting better, but my lack of complete sucess is driving me down
How did you get your CM: when i was about 9 i took self defense, and i had to choose the last weapon on the table, a scythe, lowest ranked weapon.It was really huge an heavy, I complained at first but I wouldn't let that hold me back, time, motivation, and training led me to my rank championship. I battled a young unicorn colt with multiple daggers, a medium weapon, we fought long and hard but in the end i lost placing my self one step behind glory, but that wasnt all, my back thighs began sparkling bright white and my CM appeared as a falcon holding a scythe with three sparkles. my opponent who won got jealous for he was the only kid in the class who was a blank flank. i walked out happily now knowing my fate would be in defense and glory.
Friends: Neon Blitz. or anyone else who wants to be my friend
