Just an intro to my oc, first pony writing… well other than a normal pony I used for writing in first grade.

Twilight sparkle sat in the living room of her house waiting on a rather new friend of hers that she had been dying to document and file away with the rest of her friends’ and not-so-friends’ bios. She sighed exasperated at just how late this stallion was. His name was Arctic Aero a tall pegasus just under Macintosh’s height but still tall enough to stick out above the other colts in town. She had first run into him hanging from a tree by his left rear ankle for no apparent reason other than to watch the world upside down. At first glance he wasn’t even visible from the other side of the tree. Twilight learned this with a start as he suddenly called out “hi” the moment she was in front of him. This brought forth a goat-like noise from twilight and a book thrown into the unknown stallions face. After helping him down and a short explanation exchange he had agreed to meet her at her home in Ponyville for an interview of the strange stallion.

It was just as she had finished her memory that a knock sounded against the door. “Spike!” Twilight called happy that her new friend had finally arrived. A grumpy looking dragon draged his feet over to the door opened it then returned to his comfy little bed upstairs. As the door opened the afore-mentioned stallion walked through the opened portal to her library tree-house He smiled at her sheepishly. coming in and standing awkwardly by the door. “come on I’ve got everything ready.” Twilight stated cheerily. As the stallion stood there looking at his hooves Twilight got a more detailed albeit painful look at his body. Looking at him her eyes felt like they might burn from the sheer brightness he exuded. He had a brilliant white coat with a zebra pattern of icy blue stripes. He covered himself in a black suit that covered down to the knees of the forelegs down to the mid-thigh of the hind legs. On his left foreleg was a small unassuming time-piece built for durability rather than style, it had obviously been put to the test. He wore a strange purple two-band bracelet on his right hind leg it didn’t look to be of pony origin. His wings stuck out from his oddly lumpy looking suit. His wings were a brilliant white the main parts of the limbs were covered in a strange metal colored to the same shade as his stripes; there was a thin line that ran into darkness on the front of each. As he reached up to scratch his neck she noticed his mane as well as his eyes. His mane was slicked back in a stylish manner that still said “I’m a gentlecolt”. It was two-colored as she noticed that on top his mane was a bumble-bee yellow and underneath came that same strange blue. His tail shared the same color scheme starting out normally albeit strangely cylindrical and shiny curving upwards and then suddenly angling down in an arch like a rooster tail. Then his eyes hit her, not that they were special but the electric yellow that was held within was captivating to say the least.

Enter: Arctic Aero 1st pony POV (used to be terran changed names. terran for a pegasus didnt make sense.)

I was still standing by the door nervously, I hadn’t realized Twilight and I would be talking alone. Even though i had seen the dragon who had opened the door i could tell he would'nt be awake for long. I suddenly felt a little rush of warmth in my cheeks. I was never good at talking to mares even in groups. Being alone with one was making things worse. “Um you can sit down now.” Twilights words jarred me from my thoughts as I traveled over to the comfortable looking chair set beyond a table from Twilight’s own chair. I took a seat accepting the offered cup of tea. I smiled inhaling the beautiful scent of the herbal tea and took a sip ignoring the slight searing it gave my tongue enjoying the taste and setting down the cup.

“Alright let’s get this party started,” I sayed nervous as to what kind of strange questions may be coming my way. “Excellent let’s start with the basics. Your name?”

“Arctic”

“That’s it?”

“Arctic Aero. I named myself after i literally woke up on the princess' doorstoop one day no memory or ... anything really.”
A nagging feeling in my head told me Arctic Aero wasnt actually my name but my colors and ... abilities stated otherwise.

“Oh I’m sorry to hear that, how have you been faring since then?”

“Oh I’m fine there’s no need to worry about me go ahead with your interview.”

That question hit me with a ton of bricks. Those bricks grew wings and flew away when I managed to get my "past" off my chest. The princess’s had been more than a little understanding, giving me a place to stay until I could get on my hooves. As soon as I could I moved to Ponyville another nagging feeling in my head told me this was the right place to be.

“What about your profession? I haven’t seen your cutie mark yet.”

“I’m working as a weather-pony right now. Apparently I know how to make one heck of a snow-storm. That does'nt mean my cutie mark makes any more sense."

“What do you mean?”

"Well its not a mark i can make sense of, maybe you could?"

"I might, could you show it to me?"

“Of course, here”

I turned moving the black cloak that adorned my flank and unzipping a small section of my suit. I hear a confused sounding “hmmmm” come from my left as my mark was revealed. A purple simian-looking skull with a white bulls-eye over where the brain would be a six pointed star underneath it. I let out a small chuckle as the name grape-ape came to mind. Another released itself at the phrase “BOOM HEADSHOT”. Seemingly meaningless things like this always appeared to me.

“What do you think?”

“I don’t know what to think that’s a strange mark you’ve got there. I’ve never seen something like it and I couldn’t begin to fathom what it might mean.”

“Like I said it does'nt make sense. Maybe its just better to wait, maybe ... maybe ill do something amazing!"

She offered an "i know that feel bro" smile as we settled in to finish our interview.

I edited heavily i hope i made this more readable than the wall of text it originally was!
Comment tell me how I did