Ballad of The Musical Pacifist
I, Purple Swirl, am a pacifist. I would've made the choice to be had I been given the option, I think, but my circumstances are quite unusual for one with that trait. I'm not just a normal pacifist, I was forced to be one. Simce I was born, I've had a curse. It puts swirls the same color as my mane and tail on the lower outer corners of my eyes as if they're peeking out from under, around my neck, like a necklace, and around my hooves. When I have the intent to use physical violence, they glow red and I feel an awful burning sensation. Not that I ever really have the intent to do so. I don't believe in using physical violence anyway.
Many ponies will say that the world isn't black and white. That there's a grey area which ends up as a wild card that you don't know anything about. I don't see it that way. There's good, and there's bad, nothing more to it than that. If I can avoid the bad, I don't need violence. So far, it's worked out for me pretty well. I haven't been hurt seriously by another pony so far. So no, there's no grey area. You have a solid line between good an bad. As long as you're on the right side of that line, you'll be just fine.
Oh, I went into my personal philosophy before I even introduced myself. I'm Purple Swirl, Swirl for short. I'm a white unicorn with light purple hair and swirls in various places. My eyes are a darker purple with light blue specs in them. I'm a bit shorter than most mares and a bit slimmer. I keep my hair brushed enough to be soft. My cutie mark is a stylized treble clef, signifying my liking for being a vocalist. I know that the world isn't the best place, but I want it to get better. I'm trying to make it better though my singing.
I didn't tell why I had a curse yet either, did I? My parents gave me a rather unusual birth. At the time of my upbringing, my father had a demon living in his mind, creating a circumstance in which I was cursed by existence itself, forcing me to never intentionally cause physical pain to another pony. It's not anywhere hear as hard as it seems, not for me, anyway. Though I have tried before. I learned my lesson though. I don't want to hurt anypony. And I have my ways of keeping them from doing so.
Over years, I've developed magic methods to heal, comfort, and defend against violence. Using my comforting spell, most just don't feel the need to hurt me. They'll feel a very pleasant feeling that differs from pony to pony. While one pony may feel as uf they're being wrapped in an extremely soft blanket, another could feel as if water started washing over them. It's a completely harmless spell, but it will put most at peace and encourage them not to attack me. Though it's not hard to overpower, which is the downside.
I do have a shield spell which only lasts for so long. The shield goes up and the pony attacking can't get through it until it fades, giving me enough time to run away. It's a more effective spell, but I would much rather use thw first one I mentioned, as it's far more pleasant. The attacker might hurt himself on the shield, and that is never my intent. I want even them to be completely fine.
I refuse to leave a hurt pony on the ground in pain. That's why I have an effective healing spell which heals other ponies instantly, and puts those with harmful intent toward me at a peaceful slumber. They'll wake up fine and likely not remember trying to attack me. I do enjoy using this one more than the shield, but it only works if they're hurt significantly. If they're completely healthy, the spell won't work and they would just see a glow, but nothing more than that.
At the moment, I'm living in the Crystal Empire. It's a beautiful city with many ponies who have interesting properties. The way their eyes shine is very unusual, but also pretty. I'm scheduled to perform at the palace in the heart of the city, next to the Crystal Heart tomorrow. I'll tell about that after it happens. I am excited for my big day, performing at this part of a city. It's my biggest job yet. I can't wait to prove how well I can sing.
Do I need to say anything else? Likes and dislikes? I like sweet things, I suppose. You should see me around candy. I have a vague memory of a feeling. Something soft and warm. I like that, a lot. I don't like violence, for obvious reasons. It's not just because I'm forced to be nonviolent. In fact, I find that curse to be rather hypocritical. I don't like anger, as it causes violence. The dark, I don't like the dark, it scares me. I don't know what might be hiding there.
I have some fears too. As I already made clear, I'm afraid of the dark. Deep holes big enough for somepony to fall into. I don't think I would be able to get out of that, or even get somepony out. Losing ponies I care about. I don't know what I would do with myself if my friends and family were lost. Death, and not just mine. I'm afraid of death in general. I don't like the thought of ponies dying from any causes, especially not unnatural. I just can't stand it.
I'm not sure how to put what makes me angry into words. I guess my fears, in ways. Or threats of my fears. I'm not sure how to explain it. You might just have to find out later on.