Porfile of Master Mustang

[MasterMustang]

Profile of: "Master Mustang"

-Name: Brew "Mustang" Highkick, Master  (full name is still WiP)

-Sex: Male

-Age: Older Colt (18)

-Species: Earth Pony

-Eye Color: Amber

-Coat Color: Light Tan

-Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Jet Black, mane in ponytail, tail and mane straight, sharp-edged, and layered.  Has a thin chin-strap beard with a 5 ol'clock shadow.

-Physique: Medium height with a very athletic build.  Little buff but very tone.

-Cutie Mark: Simple Coltrean brush-stroked characters, translated into "Tae Kwon Do."

-Origin/Residence: Born in Ponyville, lived in Coltrea for about 10 years, lives in the outskirts of Ponyville.

-Occupation: Runs a martial arts dojang out of his home.  He also watches over (and trains) orphan ponies from time to time.

-Motivation: He wants to learn everything about martial arts as well as the world around him and pass this knowledge down to his students.  He also feels the need to help and protect everypony.

-Likes: Martial arts, his students, history, training, music, a good cup of tea, and having fun.

-Dislikes: Violence, conflict, arrogance, superiority complexes, evildoers, and floaties in his tea.

-Character Summary:
Brew "Mustang" Highkick was born in Ponyville.  His earth pony father, Ironflank, was a renown boxer in the Canterlot Boxing League; he was especially known for his ability to take a punch and keep pushing on.  His boxing career ended in 25 wins and 6 losses.  His father was a very noble pony; he would give at least 25% of his winnings to various charities.  Ironflank trained, fought out of and, lived in Ponyville. One day a mare of stunning beauty stops him in the street claiming to be his biggest fan.  Ironflank was used to greeting fans but this mare made his big heart skip a beat.  Her name was Tea-na, an earth pony as well with some unicorn blood in her.  Teana ran a fresh produce market in Ponyville that got decent business.  Her specialty was selling teas.  That day with a heavy blush, Teana asked Ironflank if he would like to come try some of her fresh and exotic teas, no-charge.  Ironflank, with a slight blush himself, accepted the young mare's proposal.  The rest is history.  Together they had Brew Highkick. The story behind his name is that when he was born his parents were at a lost to what they should name him so they waited.  As a baby he refused to drink any baby-formula until one day his mother experimented with some simple green tea; the young colt took to drink instantly with a smile.  That same day while his father was training in his gym in the back of the house, little Brew Highkick snuck out of his crib and seeked out his father.  When he saw his father hitting a bag, Highkick tried the same but fell on his back and began to cry.  Ironflank, surprised, came to the aid of his child only to be knocked senseless when the foal's flailing rear hooves struck his father in the chin.  Ironhooves chuckled with a "wow that was a strong kick;" his foal giggled in response but when he noticed the cut on his fathers chin he teared up right again.  The rest is history until Brew Highkick was 7 years old.

In his early life he heard stories of strong and swift stallions and mares who's hooves were as powerful as the strongest steel.  They would battle eachother in amazing bouts of extravagant and exotic techniques to determine who's the strongest or to settle a fierce vendetta.  Highkick felt that it was time to find were he fits in this world and the cutie-mark he so desires.  The young colt knows that it is these "martial arts" are his calling but he needs to find them first.  His father did not protest this and neither did his mother although it was hard for her to hold back her tears.  For 2 years his journey proved fruitless in his travels until he comes across a large and ancient looking city.  This place was so far away that back home not even Princess Celestia heard of this exotic place.  In the city's center flew flag of strange symbols.  So far this city seems normal but everypony are wearing these strange white gowns, each with a different color belt.  Highkick gravitates towards a temple in the center of the city were a very old stallion, who goes by the name Grandmaster Ki Bon Sul (Basic Technique), welcomes the young colt with a smile.  "Welcome to Coltrea young one, I can sense your presence here has a far larger purpose than you know.  Come, come... your destiny awaits" the old pony say in a very thick Coltrea accent.  Brew Highkick felt a spark ignite deep in his heart.  His journey to become a martial artist begins.

10 years later... Brew Highkick returns to ponyville with a uniform as white as snow, a belt as black as night, and the cutie-mark he longed for.  Sadly however his father passed away while he was gone however the colt did not cry but smiled at the fact that his father is now fully at peace, although in private he sheds a few tears as he did wish he could have seen his father one last time.  His mother was so happy to have her son home that she closed down her market for a whole month to celebrate with her son and pay their respects as a family to Ironflank.

Thus the saga of Master Brew "Mustang" Highkick.

-Personality:
Master Mustang is a very humble, modest, and kind pony because of his experiences and training.  He excelled in all area's of martial arts but his true mastery was in the spiritual and mental concepts.  He believes a true pony of the martial arts is a seeker of knowledge and a protector of those who can't protect themselves thus in his training he recieved the nickname "Mustang."  The Mustangs were an ancient clan of ponies who were, in essence, warrior monks or paladins.  They sought the secrets and stories of the past while acting as protectors for their pony brethren in Coltrea.  They have long since vanished into the books of history.

Master Mustang loves to share everything with his fellow ponies, especially the most precious of things, time as well as his tea.

Master Mustang is usually very cool and collected, never losing his temper but like everypony he has moments of weekness.  He believes we must accept out limitations and work around them to further our growth and this is were his love of music comes in; Master Mustang purges his excess emotions through music.

Early on in his life Master Mustang detests violence even as a last resort.  He does not like to fight but he rather compromise with his opponent but if the need arises and there no other option, he will resort to his mighty skills.  However at times the Master will use his skills to make a point, especially with arrogant and self-centered ponies in an atempt to humble them.

The Master sees himself as a student as well as a teacher.  He realizes that their is an infinite amount of knowledge to be learned and an infinite number of potential ponies to share such knowledge with.

Master Mustang is very quick to help in any situation beacause of his mother.  With his father gone he had to help around the house and the store a lot.  He did far more than his far share so his mother can relax and enjoy herself.  Eventually his mother retired to Canterlot.

Because of his father's passing, Master Mustang take's in orphan ponies from time to time to shelter.  He may be strong but loosing a parent, if not both still causes pain.  He seeks to remedy this pain and heal these poor ponies.

Master Mustang is very mature for his age (18) but don't mistake him as being "mister serious" because he frequently lets out the little foal inside him.  He is still a colt after all.