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Artist | Kori_Nakajima [gallery] |
Time spent | 48 minutes |
Drawing sessions | 1 |
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Hi! My name is Vivien, which, in old legends, was a name meaning 'Lady of the Lake' -- quite fitting, with all of the time that I spend under the water, and, of course, in lakes!
Female, duh! I mean, come on, my name even includes 'Lady'!
Believe it or not, when I was born, I was a normal filly with an affinity for the water. Even from the time I was born, I loved baths or getting to visit the beach. I'd run into the water before my mother could even keep up with me. Unfortunately, it was during a rain when my mother got drenched and trapped in the cold, and shortly after, perished from illness. She was the only guardian I'd ever had, and without her, I was lost. I rushed to the water to find comfort, and this time, when I waded into the deep end, I felt myself sinking and panicked. Despite my love for the water, I was not a good swimmer, I was so young I could barely paddle. I fought with all of my might, but it was no use, I kept sinking underneath the crashing waves until my vision went black and I was sure I was going to awaken in front of the pearly gates, up high in the gray sky.
But instead I awoke and was amazed -- my body felt not only lighter, but strengthened. I easily swam from the deep end up onto the sand once more, instinct guiding me onto land. But when I looked at myself in the shimmery mirror of the ocean, I saw that I had sprouted fins where my mane and tail had once been, as well as a set of strong scales down my stomach and chest, protective-looking, with colorful patches of smaller scales all over my body. Even my eyes were a bit different, for when I had once had a set of gorgeous green eyes, one had now turned blue. But I was happy -- I found I could breathe underwater, and swim faster than ever before! I dined on underwater plants and made friends with the colorful fish that lived there.
To describe myself, I'd say cheerful and optimistic. Even in the darkest of times, I try to find something to be happy about. I'm a bit of a loner, but mostly just because there aren't many others like myself to make friends with. I'm intelligent enough to figure out answers to my problems by myself, and survive here in my new body. However, I'm also a bit easily annoyed, and sometimes I'm too energetic for my own good and manage to get myself into trouble.
I never did develop a cutie mark, I always assumed because of my... accident. However, I have multiple talents, such as finding shells and communicating -- not talking, communicating -- with the different types of fish that I live near. I'm also capable of surviving on land for long periods of time... oh gosh... I sound like I'm a frog or something!!
My only real accessory is the shell I wear around my neck, it's on a bit of string I found up on the beach, someone must have lost it. The shell is special to me because when I woke up from when I thought I drowned, I found the little shell clutched in one of my hooves. I must have grabbed it while I was sleeping, perhaps I had been kicking again from a nightmare or something! Anyways, I wanted to keep it, so I put it on the string and now I wear it around my neck so I won't lose it ever.
Anything iridescent, shiny, or rainbow is practically enough to make me flip. I love -- of course -- swimming, being near water, but not rainy days... I prefer sunshine. My favorite season is summer, because I can lie on the beach and warm my body like normal ponies. My favorite color is orange. My favorite food is a coconut -- there's a tree up on my beach. I love talking to ponies who come onto my beach -- yes, I've claimed it -- although it's hard to find ponies who don't run away when they see my odd fins and scales. I also love being sneaky, and sneaking up on mean ponies on the beach to scare them when they think I'm some sort of water monster!
What do I hate? Ponies who abuse animals, for sure. I'd like to trap them all in a cage somewhere. I hate rainy days, of course, as well as snow. It's cold, and traps me in the water over winter. My least favorite color is red, the color of pain and blood. I hate it when ponies stare at me, call me names, or are frightened of me, unless I plan it. I hate feeling trapped, and I hate being in a crowded space.
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