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Rising Dusk is in no way, a pushover. She's a reckless, albeit brave individual who enjoys the idea of fame and glory. She is quite temperamental and not against using violence as a means to an end or profanity to express high emotions. Rising Dusk is enthusiastic about the world around her and has been since hitting the tender age of 5. She isn't by any means one of the quiet ones, she has a mouth on her and she will use it how ever way she pleases. Rising Dusk is easygoing and adventurous, readily getting into fights to prove her capable of the career and life as a singer. Underneath the selfishness buried deep within lies a good heart, she just needs to discover it first, perhaps with a little help Dusk will learn how to be a better pony.
She isn't, a stupid pony. Quite the contrary. Dusk has always been a very very smart pony. She just doesn't make the smartest lifestyle choices is all. is an excellent liar, it's a skill she's perfected over many years, as she was an awful liar when she was a filly and during her early teens. Just because she's a very good liar doesn't mean Dusk can't tell the truth, it all depends on the situation she's in. Beware the days on which she hides her eyes with dark glasses as quite often it is when she hides a brewing storm of emotions. A lot of the time when Dusk says no she most likely actually means yes. You could live with Dusk for years and you still wouldn't truly know her completely.
Dusk is acknowledged by the other members of the band as being the Saint and the Sinner all rolled into one. She often fantasizes about situations, ponies and in particular romance. Just because Dusk fantasizes doesn't mean she can't see the worlds true colors, she sees the truth in the world and acknowledges that truth no matter how much it hurts. Dusk is always on time as she displays OCD like symptoms when it comes to being on time for events, even when it's just meeting her friends. This mare has to have an apple smoothie before she performs or she wont put one hoof on stage as she's just a little bit of a diva. It's her way or the highway (most of the time) she'll make exceptions for her close friends and her band members.
Dusk takes pride in her special talent to affect emotions by simply singing. She knows its wrong but Dusk will use her talent to her advantage. Haunted Musicality always says Dusk could out sass anypony, even the princesses which the Unicorn feverishly denies, much to her friends amusement. She's not one to let another walk all over her, they even try that kind of crap and she'll beat the snot out of them or least be vigorous in her attempts to do so. Dusk does not anger easily, merely containing her anger and releasing it as she sings. Most of the time Dusk is a pretty pleasant and warm hearted pony but there are times when others wonder just how nice she really is. Due to her anger being like feeling so cold you cannot get warm no matter what you do.
This world is driven by war. I may not have a part in it but I know that my home is not exempt from it and yet even as the war rages on. I can still manage to find solace when singing with my friends.
I sighed and switched off the radio. Nothing more than reports from the battlefields and useless adverts for the large companies that make the weapons and technology used to enact destruction. The radio focused far too much on the war nowadays, I'd been sick and tired of this war for a long time now. Far too long had I been wishing it would end and that we could just get on with living in peace rather than being completely animals and fighting over whatever stupid thing it was.
I grumbled and almost jumped right out of my skin in fright, a loud squeak escaping my lips as a pair of luminous green eyes peered in through the window. The eyes shook as their dark furred owner laughed silently. I growled and stalked over to the front door, multicolored mane bristling slightly as I flung it open with magic. The dark unicorn gave me a grin as she nodded her head toward the clock. My nose wrinkled and I followed her emerald gaze to the round face, I stared at it unsure of what she was trying to say for a moment before it twigged. Tailara snickered softly then flicked her purple and white tail at me before moving away from the door so I could follow. I felt royally stupid for not realizing sooner that time had crept up on me. Luckily my dark friend had come to fetch me in order to walk me to the venue of the bands latest gig.
"Thanks" I mumbled as heat flooded my cheeks. Tailara merely smiled and locked the door with my keys that she'd snagged from the wooden coat hooks by the door in the hallway. Her short dual colored mane hid the left side of her face while my own hair bounced all over the place as I walked along beside her.
Likes:
Music
Singing
Her bandmates
Grass
Flowers
Trees
Bees
Butterflies
Clouds
Rock music
Dancing
Punk style accessories
Rain
Goth style accessories
Foreign ponies
Discord
Cadence
Sleeping under weeping willowsdislikes:
Days that are just too hot for comfort
Death metal
Screamo
Goth's
Emos
Scene
Rudeness without reason
Racism
Pigs
Wasps
Goats
Twilight Sparkle
Fluttershy
explosions
War
Extras:
Special Talent:
Affecting emotions via her singing.
Fears:
Mycophobia- Fear or aversion to mushroomsI don't fear mushrooms, I just really really don't like the way taste or feel in my mouth. *The brown unicorn makes a disgusted face*
Fatal Flaw:
Pride
WIP
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