“Of course, my fellow fans! I’ll always be here for you!” *turns around* “Those ponies want to be me? Ha! They stand no chance. Slime balls, they are. Disgusting.” 

Name: Bellissima Stella (Beautiful Star)

Nicknames: Miss. Stella, Bell, Star

Gender: Female (her/she)

Age: Around the Main 6’s Age

Species: Unicorn

Sexual Orientation: Straight (Yeah, right!)

Family: Adoptive Father (Unicorn): Gioiello Viola, Adoptive Mother (Unicorn): Bella Gemma

Here’s her family: www.deviantart.com/loveedovey/…

Job: Famous Pop Singer

Residence: Her main home is in Manehatten, but she travels everywhere for gigs. So, basically a trailer. 

Personality: This unicorn is one sassy little snob. She’s beautiful, until you meet her true self. Bell is a selfish little brat, and acts like tough stuff when she’s not in front of her large standing fans. In front of her fans, she’s the sweetest and most gorgeous creature ever to set hoof on the planet. When her back is turned though, her true feelings unleash in something nasty. She plays games, and is very untrustworthy. Not many ponies are close to her, because one, she’s a back stabber, and two, she doesn’t let ponies get close with her. Probably because she’s very insecure about herself, and scared of opinions, but she’d never admit that. Never. Bell otherwise is very cocky, but very lazy. She generally just likes to sit all day in her trailer and sleep. She’s a weird one. 

Backstory: Bell was born on a gorgeous summer morning, you know with the blue birds singing in the distance, the sun shining perfectly through the windows to behold a beautiful healthy baby girl. Too bad her parents absolutely despised her. The couple never wanted a foal, but they wanted a offspring in their name to follow in their hoof steps. So, they adopted a gorgeous little filly. Those two being cocky little gem sellers never let their child get in the way of their money, but they were rich anyway. 

So, Bell grew up pretty much shunned from her family. They were never home, and the poor little filly had to figure out herself alone. How to cook, how to clean, how to take care of herself in general. Bell was naturally stunning. She always had a wonder wavy and thick mane that would grab anypony’s attention. The mare did love the spotlight. 

When she was alone, she’d sing by herself and write her own songs, looking for some pony to give her attention because her parents never did. That led to Bell becoming a rude, nasty little girl, but the pony who found her on the street singing her heart out loved the attitude. She became known around the city rather quickly, as her voice sounded like angels themselves, even for a little girl. Throughout her life, she just grew up singing in front of crowds and becoming world wide. Now she just travels everywhere, banking up bits. Currently, her family actually wants something to do with her. Kind of sad, but Bell holds her own. 

Cutie Mark Story: Basically, it was her first gig at some half time show for a soccer game, and Bell was actually really nervous. She loved the attention, but was scared she was going to mess up. But, the little filly ran onto the middle of the field and sang the anthem with her whole heart, and it made ponies cry. Like actual tears. She was a little shaky, but the moment was too special. It was really beautiful. Then, bam, her cutie mark appeared. 

Quirks:

Bell’s family comes from an Italian descent. 

She’s a little taller than most ponies, and as a longer horn. 

She was adopted.

She normally smells lavender. 

Bell is very eye catching, with her looks alone. 

Secretly, she’s sleeps with her baby blanket at night and can’t go anywhere without it. 

She spends most of her days laying in her trailer, ordering around her employees. 

Common Phrases She Says:

“Ha! You really think you can be me? There is no pony like me.” 

“Trust me, I’m not no play toy.”

“I’m the most brilliant pony out there, no pony can top my pop charts.”

“Well, aren’t you cute!” *turns around* “If you’d brush your mane from time to time.”

“Mud? Is that.. mud? On me?” *faints*

“I’m beautiful? I know.”

“I’m pretty? I know.”

“I’m gorgeous? I know.”

“I’m.. ugly? That must be a joke. Ha, ha. So, funny.” 

“Ple-ase, if I were in a beauty contest, I’d win first place. I’d bet all my bits on it.”