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       Merrilee
       By: Merrilee Date: October 20, 2016, 4:34 pm
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       Name: Merrilee
       Race: Earth Pony
       Gender: Mare
       Age: 23
       Physical Description:
       Average height and chubby, Merrilee sports a snow white coat of
       fur, with a red mane and tail with lighter pink streaks
       throughout, putting one in mind vaguely of a peppermint stick or
       candy cane.  Her eyes match her hair and twinkle with mirth.
       Around her neck she wears a green striped scarf and a branch of
       mistletoe adorns her head.
       Special Talent: Singing; No longer available
       Likes: Candy; Kissing; Cuddles; Laughing; Strawberries; Social
       Gatherings
       
       Dislikes: Being Still; Sour Cream; Cheese; Cold; Burned
       Marshmallows
       Strengths: Overwhelmingly Optimistic; Much stronger than she
       looks; Boundless energy
       Weaknesses: Dyslexic; Naive; Mute; Unfocused
       Fears: Snowstorms; Enclosed spaces
       Bio:
       Merrilee was born on Hearthswarming to a dirt-poor farmer in
       some little-known Earth Pony settlement.  Her body was
       exceptionally strong and well-suited to farm life, but her mind
       was never on her work and chores assigned to her would often go
       undone, which was a problem with the financial state of the
       family.  Until, that is, she discovered her talent for singing
       at a young age, caroling with her family at a Hearthswarming
       celebration.  From then on, she volunteered at charities and
       fundraisers for a portion of the proceeds to go to her family.
       Never much, mind you, but enough for her to pull her weight.
       One winter, though, a snowstorm blew through their home.  They
       were holed in for weeks with only food enough for days.  When
       the snow was cleared by a rescue party from a nearby village,
       she was the only one alive, and she'd cried herself hoarse in
       the cold.  Her voice never recovered.  She was taken in by
       another family that was quite a bit better off than previously,
       but she fell into a funk, kept to herself and didn't bother
       trying to learn to speak or anything like it.  Shy and reserved,
       she grew skinny and pretty, destined to be a wallflower at best,
       crazy cat lady at worst.
       'Twas love that broke her out of her rut...or infatuation, at
       least.  She caught the eye of a growing colt in their teen
       years, and he eventually gathered the courage to drag her under
       the mistletoe at a Hearthswarming Feast hosted by her new
       family.  With his lips pressed hesitantly against hers, she felt
       warmth and jubilation like she used to feel in her younger days,
       and very quickly regained her old exuberance.  It seemed like
       the two would be together.  It wasn't love, however, and
       Merrilee's re-kindled personality was a bit too much for the
       colt to handle.  He broke up with her a couple weeks later, but
       the healing had been done and she started spreading joy
       everywhere she walked.
       However, she also needed to learn to speak, or communicate in
       some way.  She'd never learned when she was younger because she
       was dyslexic and besides which it didn't seem terribly important
       with her line of work, but she threw herself into learning the
       art of the written language.  She never really gained a
       comprehensive grasp of it, but it was good enough for her to get
       her ideas across, and that was enough for her.
       Once she reached adulthood, she built herself a wagon and took
       herself on the road, excited to see the world and what kind of
       good she could do in it.
       Extra Details:
       Uses the mistletoe she wears in her hair as an excuse to kiss
       whomever she wants
       Carries chalk and an erasable board with her at all times
       Not especially fat, but chubby enough that she jiggles a little
       bit when laughing, shaking, and bouncing around, which is her
       main mode of transport
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