Quickswitch

Name:     	Quickswitch
Gender:   	M
Race:     	Pegasus
Class:    	Troubadour
Age:      	24
Era:      	Present time
Deity:    	Unsure
Alignment:	Chaotic Good
Cutie Mark:	A smiling theater mask with a blade hidden behind it.

Racials:
-Pegasus Flight: Pegasi can fly, and get a +1 bonus to actively evade and dodge midair. Flight is about as taxing as running at full speed.

Skills:
-Expansive: Instant Automatic, recharge 3; For the duration of a battle, may choose to switch a weapon tag for another                	(ex. Single -> Dual/Great/Ranged, and vice versa)
-Inspire: You use song and performance to enthrall a crowd or rally your allies.
Combat: the entire party gains +1 to all rolls next turn, or +2 on a critical success; this bonus does not stack with repeated use. Critical failure replaces the bonus with a -1 penalty to all rolls next turn.
Noncombat: you perform for a gathered audience, and can garner reputation, favors, and resources as the GM deems appropriate.
-Slam: recharge 1; damages the enemy via a crushing body slam. Crits on 9+

Talents:
+2 to Slam, because a good bug is a dead bug.

Inventory:
~Equipped~
-Sunglasses
-A worn-out shirt
-A standard issue Roach Rustlers suit
-A bug spray, full.
-A bat situated by the side
-A backpack with the letter 'Q' emblazoned on one side
~In the saddle~
-Gloves
-Knives
-Some bottles of water
-Some canned food
-A can-opener
-A comb
-Some clothes
-A quill pen
-Parchment
-Ink
-30 bits

Appearance:
He wears sunglasses all the time. His mane is combed to the right, but he likes to play with it. His shirt is worn, but is in good condition, with only a few small holes. His dark brown eyes usually dart side-to-side with mischievousness. A ponys first impression is usually of curiousity and amusement.

Biography:
	Quickswitch was a normal colt with a normal colthood. He had friends, he played with them, and he had great parents. Manehattan may not have been the best place to grow up in, but it was nice. He was the jester of his school, but that doesn't mean that he was a goody-two-hooves. He trained himself hard to build his physique to 'get with the mares'. His parents were always there for him, even though he moved out after he got a job.
	After graduation, he was able to secure a place in a local theater and did well, usually getting the lead roles due to his body and wit, and for a while earned quite a large salary. This did not turn his spirit into greed, for he loved acting, and he didn't do it just for the money, but as theater started to be overshadowed by other forms of media, he was soon out of a job. This might have stopped his paycheck, but not his smile. Always the jester, his friends would say.
	Trying to find a job, he sent out resumes to anyone who would accept him. Almost immediately, he received an invite to join the Roach Rustlers. Curious about this, he visited their offices, who explained the whole story about the En-Croaches. With no-one else responding and his savings decreasing, albeit slowly, he decided to join, with his parents not knowing about it. He did not want his parents to worry about him, thus lying to them about his current predicament.
	In such a dangerous job as a Roach Rustler, he feels that it is his job to keep the spirits up of his fellow Rustlers, occasionally making a joke and doing some physical humor. His stay at the job might be temporary, but he will make sure to get the others laughing while he's there.