Fourcannon rp personality sheet for OC dump

Name: Whitelight
Gender/race: Earth pony mare
Age: 18
Nationality: Italian
Languages: Italian (Expert), English (Expert) Basic equestrian (Intermediate) High equestrian (Basic) Diamond dog (Intermediate)
Faction: Fellowship of the vault.
current occupation: Nurse, Vault technician (Administration branch).
pastebin: http://pastebin.com/uSYd5ihz

Backstory:

The pony that is known as WhiteLight, the kind mare that always wants to help others and curses herself for not being better than she is has a long 16 year backstory prior to equestria filled with depressing events, grief, dissappointment and a overall unfortunate life. But it never really managed to bring her down too much, its easy for her to get over the fact that shit happens when so much shit has happened to her and still does to this day, it is odd at times to see how she's so kind and carefree after certain events in particular that would probably teach her that everyone's an asshole, and that every little mistake she makes will come at a dear cost for a friend of herself in a way, especially after having lost her unborn daughter in a attempt to claim the life of a visiting ambassador during the last days of the settlement's containment phase, deciding to take a bolt to the side, sacrificing her child rather than risking the future of the town as a whole.

For the time she stayed on earth she was rather selfish, keeping to herself, almost never talking to anyone other than her own father, never managing to fit in amongst the other teens in school, never made friends and hated the crowds with a passion with a bad case of stage fright, some people even went as far as calling her uncool for not doing what everyone else did, for not smoking for not drinking for not acting tough and for just always staying silent and uninsteresting, and when she did talk she sounded a bit quirky with that nervous stutter of hers, all she wanted to do was be alone. Her only true friends were her parents which got her through everything, especially her father.  After her mother had passed away a long time ago.

She's from a very small town in the province of "Teramo" in Italy, a town hugged up to the coastline near the sea. A nice place when the waters weren't dirty, she doesn't miss that place as much as she misses her parents as she was never really fond of it, Making her way up the schools slowly but surely and getting set back a few times, at the time before the happening White was studying in a computer programming school with her goals in the future not really set yet, not knowing what she wanted to do or where to go...

Nobody really taught her how to behave like she did, to her it was a given that she should behave like that, always polite to others, even after all of what she went through her personality stayed unchanged loving most of her family when her dad didn't give her shit for something that wasn't her fault and with her heart staying pure and in the right place even when she did make some mistakes, she was a noticeably quirky person at times, strange, crazy even with her meticulous want for everything to be perfect, the stuttering, the talking to herself, the mood swings, the wanting to do everything herself so others don't have to when she didn't feel lazy. And used to have difficulty talking with those that weren't adults for some odd reason, she's lazy but when she wants something doen she will pain-stakingly make sure its perfect, although most of the time very ditzy on what she wants to do, never sure on what to do and when sometimes she does appear to know, she tends to forget her priorities the day after...

She still prefers to be alone even now, even after having found friends and a special someone, she finds comfort in solitude and in her wild thoughts, sometimes just being like that all day until someone came to talk to her, but, now after all the forced interaction she's had to go through, she has gotten SOME people skills and tends to talk much more frequently when approached, although she still ends up staying silent most of the time, not sure what to say or simply not interested in talking even to this day, another annoying quirk for her along with the stuttering, sometimes she will even go as far as start saying something but then end up not knowing how to continue the sentence making her mighty awkward when that does happen.

Along with her unusually polite and meek manners, she tends to quickly build up respect for the ponies around her, she looked up to them, all of them, they worked hard to make this place what it was now and she cursed herself for not being up to their level in terms of skill, and along with that, she ends up trusting them very quickly, even if she knows she shouldn't... She will learn that lesson eventually but, until now, nobody has broke her trust yet... Well, except maybe one certain  soon-to-be-wizard  unicorn, but even then, she's bad at holding grudges, very forgiving person when it comes to those.

As for her fears, surprisingly enough she is quite ballsy in a mostly naive way, she is brave enough to fight until she dies if its really needed and if there are people that depend on it, and she wont run from combat if comrades expect better from her, the opinions of her friends would hurt her more than a blade to the neck and for much longer. And she often can't recognize the fine line between stupidity and being courageous, valuing the well-being of those around her more than her own, Although, she is not stupid nor suicidal, she wont toss herself in harms way without a good reason, she does have a lot to loose after all. Her only more noticeable phobia is a very strong enthomophobia (fear of all large bugs) making her reel in front of giant insects and most likely prompting her to run when face to face with one, other than those... She is quite scared of the unnatural, the undead understandably for one that fears the dark during the night, when she sleeps she likes to keep some kind of light source on hand, a candle, or even just her glowstone to give her the illusion of safety from what lies just under the bed... Or not.

Description:

WhiteLight had a pair of bright, deep green eyes and a pale white coat, with a, seemingly unusual, Navy blue and nigh crimson mane and tail, mostly navy blue and with crimson stripe going along it starting from ruffly the middle of the mane and then splitting horizontally towards the left and right as its about to reach the neck, curving slightly at it colors the sides of her mane along with the primarily blue hair,     And her tail had the same colors only this time the left side was completely blue and the right was colored in crimson, the usually messy hair of both her mane and tail tends to give it a slightly wavy pattern where the colors join up most of the time, but otherwise, it would be a perfectly straight stripe. Which makes her usually easy to pick out of a crowd along with the way she walks and hangs away from the crowds, taking shallow and hasty steps with her head always craned downwards slightly and her eyes pointed towards the ground, sometimes having to peek through the mane that usually lingers over her eyes to watch where she was going...

Generally a loner, she usually tends to try to avoid talking or interacting with those she doesn't know too well, mostly out of fear of being a bother or annoying them,  tending to speak with a very quiet almost above a whisper kind of voice and looking tense, as if something was constantly worrying her when talking, sometimes giving that kind, timid vibe with that sweetly whispery voice of hers and easy smile she usually gives the pony interacting with her. Although she pipes up in the voice department when speaking to a close friend of a lover, appearing more relaxed, playful and cheerful even showing an almost perennial loving for her friends, and especially her special somepony who she holds above everything else almost,