Amy Callihan

Canterlot Avenues favorite creep.

Female. Lives in Manehattan, Equestria. Born on October 31, 1999

Race

Equestrian

Roleplay Availability

Maybe

Roleplay Universe

The Tinker Toy Murders

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Narrative Multi-Paragraph

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The Menagerie of Suffering

Ponies

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Entertainment » Fictional Character

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Tanksgiving Festival

Ponies

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Mischievous Manticores

Ponies

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Villains For Hire

Ponies

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💫Villains Retreat💫

Company, Organization, or Institution » Cause

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The Mythril Guild

Company, Organization, or Institution » Organization

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Canterlot Avenue Confessions

Company, Organization, or Institution » Non-Profit Organization

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CA Art Police [CAAP]

Company, Organization, or Institution » Community Organization

3 Likes

Seir's Agency of Supernatural Services #666

Company, Organization, or Institution » Consulting/Business Services

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173 Members

The Castle

Ponies

108 Members

Cute ponies

Ponies

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Into the 80s

Ponies

76 Members

Turnip Lounge

Ponies

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Ponysquare Refugees

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Amy Callihan

September 15, 2024 8:35 pm RP

A slickly dressed man would be walking the streets. He was on the shorter side. He wore slick black boots that had a print of lightning on the side. The stallion had fingerless gloves and a sand-cover... View MoreA slickly dressed man would be walking the streets. He was on the shorter side. He wore slick black boots that had a print of lightning on the side. The stallion had fingerless gloves and a sand-covered tank top with a jacket. This jacket had something in the back. A skull was electrocuted by an eel that went through its jaw and out its eyesocket. It said, "Shock and Terror, Sand Demons". His jacket was also stained with sand and had makeshift spikes on the side of said jacket. The jacket was similar to a letterman's jacket and was ironically always with this person. #rp It was hard to tell what that meant exactly but it probably meant he is for biz. He was cream colored and a gray slicked back hair. The stallion's face was uniquely scarred by what looked like lightning damage. The streak of lightning went down the entire left side of his face and down his chest, his eye being blind from the strike. However, it was replaced by what could only be imagined as an 8-ball. Despite this damage, he was handsome and young. He is a hard worker and not to mention... He had actual lightning shooting from his fingers as he walked! It would just carelessly spew lightning as it would make the lights around him flicker. He would have a cigarette in his mouth. "Huh... The city, huh?" He would shoot his sparks at the cigarette as it would light. He would shrug and say, "Man and to think Klugetown smelled good. Los Pegasus sucks but it was the closest shit hole. He would take a puff of his cigarette. "What should I do today...A little mischief I feel. Demons calling my name." He would look over some mares and say, "Well, the ladies around here... Well, they are something else." He would have seen a stallion in a dress as he would awkwardly stare at him with a slight blush. "Well, that's new...? Isn't that embarrassing?" He would shrug and keep walking. "I don't know Jack from shit here." He would sigh and sit on a bench nearby. His body stopped the lightning show from there.

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