(Start it new if you don't mind. I will use him as an alicorn now. You can see the sheet in my oc thread, the link is in my signature.)
(Yeah, he's a little aggressive sort of say.) (What I write at the beginning is kind of like a back story.) -Twenty Thousand Years ago- In a land far from Equestria, was a kingdom known as Zetoria, the land that once thrived with life and ponies, now lies as a frozen and barren wasteland. In the distance was a great castle, taller than any other, darkened with nothing but death. But there one king who stood tall and strong, living on his own. Soon though, he left, seeing there was nothing else to do in the Kingdom, he left it as it was, in hopes of finding a new life... -Modern Time- In the local blacksmith was a pure black earth pony. He had several green markings on him and his eyes were a neon green as well as his mane and tail. It was just another day for this fellow, opening, repairing, crafting in the forge, everyday was just a repeat for him. This was BladeRunner.
Darky was in Canterlot Castle. He was sleeping with his wife, Princess Luna. That day he woke up early, it was around 12 o'clock. He stood up, gave a kiss to Luna, and left for Ponyville. Wearing his usual black armor, which he rarely took off when he exited the castle, as well as his sword and shield. After a while of walking, he saw a balcksmith and decided to go in.
BladeRunner turned his attention to the new comer, 'Great, a prince! What do they want now? For me to polish their crown?' He thought to himself as he put on a fake smile, but it seemed real enough. "May I help you sir?" BladeRunner asked, polishing a steel dagger.
"Yeah, actually." Darky said looking to his bag. He took out a quite pretty sword from a sheath, both things made out of silver, and a balck shield. "The shield has some scratches and the sword is a bit blunt." He said. "Can you please fix that?" He asked gently to him.
BladeRunner looks at the equipment and grabs them, "It should be done in a few minutes, wait in the lounge please." He said, gesturing towards the room with couched and magazines about weapons, myths, etc.
"Thank you." Darky said as he started walking.to the room and sitting down. He grabbed a magazine with his.magic and started reading it.
BladeRunner was packing things away, checking to see if the molten silver filled in the scratches, and it did, but it would take time to cool down.
"Sure." Darky said as he left a magazine beside him with a bunch of other he had read. He stood up and went there.
"Your shield is fully repaired, however, it needs to cool off before I can give it back. Tomorrow when you get the chance," His eyes flickered a different color for a brief moment before going back to neon green. There was an odd and ominous presence about BladeRunner that crawled up your back, giving you chills and goosebumps.
Darky felt that for a briefe moment. That just felt... wierd. He didn't ask what the hell was that. "Sure." Darky said with a grin
"Good, now come back tomorrow," BladeRunner said as another pony walked in, but this was a pegasus, "What are you doing here Mana?" "I am here to pick up my dagger," She replied.
Darky put his sword back to his sheath and put it in his back, then noticed her. "Good day." Darky said with a smile to her.
