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Detective Inspector T. Greycoat
Topic Started: Oct 24 2012, 06:31 AM (44 Views)
Detective Greycoat

Codename: Four-Adam Two-Sixteen (Radio callsign)
Occupation: Moderately high ranking officer in Equestrian Federal Police's detective unit. Answers to Detective Chief Inspectors or higher.
Species: Unicorn
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://i48.tinypic.com/e7cx2e.png - Facially appears to be mid-late forties. Athletically build with visible plot-kicking power in her muscles, she takes good care of herself in terms of fitness, and it shows.
Personality: Boisterous, outspoken and crude. This sociopathic mare doesn't give a damn how others feel, and uses that to her advantage when working on cases - messing with pony's heads, and digging about without empathy.
Strengths: Magical abilities in line with her work (telekinesis, magical restraint, high powered stun shots). Hoof to hoof combat. Sharp eyes.
Weaknesses: Often very annoying, and totally oblivious to the fact that she is. Total lack of empathy. Determined to the point of it being a flaw (will often compromise herself to potentially further her goals). Potentially violent, and likely to be made a pariah.
History: Moved to Equestria from Oatstralia at the age of nineteen, aiming immediately for local law enforcement. Worked in local unit at Ponyville as a uniformed officer for approximately five years, before being promoted to Detective Constable in the small crimes division. With the ruthless efficiency that barely fell under the rules, she cracked case, after case, after case and rose rapidly in rank to Detective Senior Sergeant within ten years. Then noticed by the federal police, she was offered a job, and a promotion with them, which she happily took. Her time is now mostly spent as a liason with the local police departments, acting to aid their investigations in smaller crimes (due to the scarcity of violent ones), and equicides whenever they are occur.

**The mare's smile quickly faded as the bar's other patrons turned their attention away from her, and her suspect. She narrowed her eyes, and stared him in the face, her top lip curling ever so slightly as her voice took on a dangerous tone. "Heheheh..." she began, a cold, empty, humourless chuckle at the insipid nature of the situation, "Let's get one thing perfectly buckin' clear, cupcake..." Her whole body hunched forward, as she came near nose-to-nose with the perceived dirtbag, invading all but a quarter inch of his comfort zone, "me? I couldn't give the slightest damn how those sods died. I couldn't be paid to care why you killed them, I don't have the tiniest inclination to double-take at the so called 'brutality' of how you did it. And I was there, bro. I saw how big a mess it was. Given a change in circumstances? I probably would've helped you slaughter 'em. But as it stands...you have taken it upon yourself to step your hoof into my piece of cake I call my jurisdiction. And I don't like it when ponies mess up my Celestia damned cake..." She leaned back for a moment, a thin smile coming to her features, "...and I'm bettin' you'd probably do this yourself, if you were in my horseshoes." And with that, she gave a physical emphasis as to how annoyed she was, using the freshly generated gap to slam her head forward against his, aiming to either stun or knock the stallion afore her out cold.**
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