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  2. What the heck? Was he checking her out? She knew she was pure 100% hot stuff, but wasn't he a little on the young side to be doing that? "Guess it runs in the family as I have a brother that's into music..." Well, maybe that was stretching it. Or was he more like his sister and just enjoyed dressing up. Still, his poetry did save the lives of more than a hundred hatchlings to be. What a weird day that was. The bongos were an a musical instrument....She thought. A sly smile formed on her face. "Guess if you join one of the dance clubs, I'll have to follow...Keep my eye on yah so you can't cause any trouble, eh?", she gave the colt a wink before there was a sharp return to slightly more moribund talk. "Eh...", that was not her finest hour. "Now that I know....Thanks to our library here....I would say we would make statues like anyone else...One would need hammer, chisels, and files....A well planned out statue sketched out on paper...The right safety tools like a mask and goggles. But for the most part, I just spent a few minutes, kicking, punching, slashing and eventually biting a large rock, hoping it would simply turn into something that would memorialize a tree.. And no surprise, it did not turn into what I wanted. Go fig.." While things were improving, dragons really did not do art. They had their caves. They had their lava. And one place that serves really bad coffee. They really did not have any villages, cities or towns. Maybe this will all change. After spending her nights on a an rather comfortable bunk bed, the dragoness really had her doubts that she could return to sleeping on a cave floor. Even if things did get a little drafty from time to time. "As for the very new 'Tree-house Of Harmony', if you've been to the Crystal Empire, you'd get a good idea what it looks like....A big crystal tree with an crystal building for an trunk.....Almost Crystal Empire meets Cloudsdale? It's mostly just a place to hang out and relax.....We have a little library....Half-bathroom type...Little kitchen-ete area..Mostly for making snacks and a good cup of tea." She stopped herself from saying it was a 'little home away from home'. She'd probably have to smack her if those words ever came from her mouth. "So we could check out the dining hall...They're not serving, but they have a couple of vending.....Wait you modeled? What kind?" Smolder was curious..
  3. I loved this episode loads and loads. The parents were fun, the aunts were sweet, the conflict felt very real. I do dislike that we missed a chance at having an important lesson about growing up and what that sometimes entails being learned, but it was a super sweet episode regardless.
  4. Daze hopped onto the taxi with her two compadres, giving at least a million sincere apologies to the poor driver who had to sit through the nasty stench of the sewer trio. She honestly felt really bad, and she knew Thrilly did too from her side of apologies and tips. The Pegasus would give him tips too, but she didn't bring any bits with her. She left her bag back in the hotel room, after shockingly finding the thief, or the little dragon, hiding in there. Thank Celestia that bit was over. After the ride, Daze looked around to see they weren't at the right hotel. "They probably think we're farm folk from our nasty smelling coats. I'm honestly getting the fattest headache from smelling this stuff." The tan mare dramatically waved her hoof in front of her head, puckering out her lower lip. She soon found herself in the elevator with the other two, inching to hop into the bath. She couldn't wait to feel clean and relaxed in a soft, fuzzy, oversized robe with slippers on. That sounded really amazing. Daze flew to the bath as fast as possible, watching 'Knife' complain about the shampoo. "Haha- You're really getting a full face of payback right now." But, the dragon was the first to hop in, followed by the fuzzy cat. Thrilly mentioned her band aids, and Daze nodded her head. "Yeah, I know." Daze then stripped down her band aids, revealing little scratches and bruises where the bandages were. The one on her nose was a scar though, but it was very light. She then unraveled her hooves, and hopped into the soapy bath. "This stuff feels really nice," the mare said with a smile, letting her body relax and sink more into the warm water. She already felt clean from the bath water. As she felt herself sinking, she only let the tip of her nose and eyes peak out, as a large grin formed on her face from below. She then sucked in the soapy water, lifted her head up, and spit it out at the dragon and Thrilly. She was hoping their reaction would be priceless..
  5. “Still around? Nah.”, the colt shrugged, “He went to the ‘Great Caboose In The Sky’ after he did his first test-run with his latest and very last creation, the ‘Trans-Equestrian Express'. Some say he went so fast he went forwards into time....While most say he and his train blew up due to his boiler..." Fast Track still remembered that dark day. He was a very little pony when he heard what happened one school day. Heard the explosion that is. He heard rumors that ponies climbing the 'Great Mount Everhoof' were able to hear the great ka-boom as well. "Later his daughter upgraded the 'Fireball' and she was able to beat his record, which still stands today...", he smiled as the mare spoke of her stories. "Romance novels can be a bit...Much....One of my school-friends always seems to have some silly new book stuffed in her snout every time I see her....Nothing but kissing...betrayals and secret twin brothers....", she shuddered, "I usually prefer history-novels..And mysteries...", the pair found themselves in the main pub area....As the colt was about to wave and say hello to one of his friends...Something No Vella said, caused the little brown pony to turn a slight shade of red. I haven't seen anything in the last... almost two decades "Oh dear...I'm so sorry..." With all the distractions for Fast Track's eyes to fall upon, there was one thing he really did not pay attention to, and that was the mare! She was blind! And there he was pointing out all sorts of cool things she could 'look at'. Ho-Boy. Being the gentle-sort, he helped the writer to her chair..."My friend is here...Her name is Wind Walker....Her whole family since like forever have been part of the royal guard...Her sister, who is also here is Captain for Princess Twilight's special guard....She's having a drink at the bar and chatting with some other ponies...And Wind is talking to some pink guy.....Erm....."
  6. Yesterday
  7. “[That is troubling, but I have many years to seek out another in time.]” Niilavin says looking at the growing traffic he was making. It did not bug him, let them stand. If he wanted he can take a nap here and the dregs can just deal with it! Such low things, it was shameful how his master acted around them. Yet it did keep the masses in line and happy too do as told. It was shameful how well this system was working it seems.“[Master it seems the unwashed masses wish to not stare at my nice hunches all day. Shall we… move?” He asked flicking an ear and stretching out his big wings, fully out he can touch the buildings lining the road before he pulled them back in agent his sides.
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  10. Hogo sniffed at the air a few times. With all the myriad scents in the air it made it difficult to really tell. The smell of foreign flora, musk of unfamiliar Fauna, and odor of ancient primal magics buried beneath centuries of rainforest all meshing together: like the olfaactory equivalent of looking at a messy watercolor painting. Through all of that, the wolf could smell something very close by. "It almost smells like... Ponies." He said as he continued to sample the air, "It's muddled with the smell of the jungle, perhaps they might be natives?" Just after he raised that possibility, the dui could hear the sound of drums in the distance. A steady, Rhythmic beat echoing faintly through the canopy. Hogo-sha may have been fairly well educated (even it was by his own paw), but his knowledge on the local tribesponies was lacking. To this dapper canine it could have been welcoming drums, the background music for a coming hunt, or maybe even a marriage ceremony. He turned to Pocket as he made his way to some thick bushes nearby, "Any idea what those drums might be for?" He asked as he lifted up some of the large leaves to let the unicorn have free entry. Hogo's magic shrouded him for a moment to make himself a bit smaller so that he wouldn't stick out so much... and he even managed to turn off the little lightning bolts too. He crouched down beside pocket, listening carefully in case he could hear any hoofsteps coming close...
  11. Valen looked Smolder up and down. She wasn't bulky like other dragons, with broad chests and treetrunk legs. She was lither and proportioned well for activity rather than raw strength. Of course, Smolder likely had a superior strength-to-weight ratio for her muscle fibre, and more muscle fibre to boot, than Valen could even imagine. Whether those two factors would combine together well, and whether she would have the patience or skill needed, was another story. He smiled. "I think you could dance well. You look pretty athletic, and that is half of the requirement for any good dancer," he said, allowing for any number of possible issues. Athletic did not always translate to a great dancer- just as a lack of athleticism by trade did not translate to a poor one. Smolder spoke at length about the loss of the tree and the reaction of her friends to it, and the manner in which they tried to honour it. Hard to judge them. Who can say what is right when one is grieving? What was revelatory about the way they went about business was how they came together, not before. Valen smiled softly, solemnly, allowing her to weave through her tale until he found a subject to speak positively about. "You tried to make a statue? Very cool. How do dragons try to do that?" He asked, his mind working the angles. Claw and tail work, with fire breath to set the work? Creatures would do what they must to secure the future they sought to create. Whether it was art, a sculpture, dance or literature, art worked to leave an impact. Smolder was aware of the draconic underpinning to it Was she aware of her own? But there was something much more entertaining than introspection, and decidedly lighter in tone. "The Treehouse of Harmony, really? Sounds so cool! What does it have inside of it? How big is it? If its a treehouse, I've got to imagine it has something fun. Hard to have a treehouse in Manehattan. I've been in the Cutie Mark Crusader's treehouse once or twice, but it isn't a, you know, magical construct," he ended with a pleased sigh. This town and its residents were magical in many ways., and those who came now from lands foreign and enriching in their own wats only added to its charms. Recent events were dramatic examples of Ponyville's unique place in Equestria but it was in the details of words that it was found most purely. No hesitation in revealing the Tree and the events connected to it from one so directly touched by it. None either in discussing this Treehouse, and just as little in offering to show it at some point. This Ponyville attitude was strong with this Dragon Lands born and bred dragon. Perhaps it was more accurate to say that the attitude was always within and simply required a reason to reveal itself? He was simply waxing philosophical to distract from the fact that they were talking and walking with him feeling all out of sorts in a ballerina outfit. Why would the tree do what it did? He had hoped she could provide greater clarity but alas, she too could do little but shrug. He couldn't think why it would choose him, though. "Me, special? Ha, well, all respect owed to the tree but I am as far from uniquely gifted as a creature can get. I mean, I guess there is the modelling career but..."
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  14. Hogo-sha did not back off from Tempest's hook he took it full on as came in... just as he'd been Hoping. Bringing her antlers in for the headbutt might have seems a good idea but while her opponent ws fast with his fist, he was faster with his teeth. Those jaws snapped down on Tempest's antlers and Took hold tight. In a swift motion, Hogo-sha lifted up the cow in an arc in a grapple then tossed her back down to the ground on her back. Once she landed, the dog brought up his foot and tried to bring it down hard onto her stomach with great force. The Dog was already smiling down at her, still enjoying this bout.
  15. "I'd love to speak more about this with you, Miss Raven. I'm sure I've plenty of stories to share with you. I'd also be glad to learn more about your friend Sombra." As Raven made her way to inside alongside Sombra, Hogo-sha looked down both passages of the hallway. Was this dark in this corridor previously... he could have sworn that it wasn't, but then again he'd had his nose to the floor until a moment ago. Hearing Sombra's bedgrudging admission that he found something was good enough for Hogo-sha. The wolf's tail began to wag behind him at the words of praise, some instincts never fade it seems. "I can assure you, friend." The wolf took another deep breath and sniffed a few times at the doorway, "If there's is any notable magical disturbance than this is the room it shall be in he--." And then a book soared off a shelf and collided with Blueblood's Muzzle. Hogo-sha's hackles rose and he let out a deep growl towards the bookshelf, the yokai having a dramatic staredown with the ominous bit of furniture/storage space. When No other books came out to meet the group he turned around to face blueblood, "Are you alright?" He asked as he circled once around the stallion. He seemed to be alright, save for the bloody nose and even that wasn't terribly bad. Before Raven and Sombra came to inspect, Hogo-sha leaned in and took a curious whiff of the book. He flinched and had to back up, bringing his paws to his muzzle and fighting the urge to retch. His tone was tense and hurried, "It... Definitely has magic around it." It felt to the wolf as if he'd walked into a perfume store. For a nose so sensitive and in tune with magical auras it was like a massive sensory overload that made his stomach turn from the shock.
  16. As a scootaloo main (lol), I approve this episode times 10. Being the spoiler magnet I am, I already knew about the aunt thing, but I didn't expect the non-permanent residence to start off with. The idea that she was basically shared around is as fanon as it gets. I guess It's Scootaloo Irwin then. To be honest, I was expecting something more along the lines of the Everfree forest, kind of disappointed, but maybe they've already been there. Damn, I'm too tired to think. Will post more later.
  17. Unexpected visitors to Ponyville threaten to break up the Cutie Mark Crusaders forever. This thread is dedicated to discussing the episode before, during, and afterwards. As the thread is now open it may indeed contain spoilers. I ask that potential spoilers talked about or shown before the episode airs stay within the spoiler tags please, after the episode you no longer have to use the spoiler tags, but warning, if you haven't seen the episode yet after it airs, this thread no doubt will have all sorts of spoilers in reviews, images, etc. So tread at your own risk
  18. lol, idky the site didn't give me the notification. I finally decided to check the thread manually. Weird. Anyway, edited. and I'll keep that in mind for any future apps. thx.
  19. The Iron Pony 2019  starts June 28th! Get ready to claim the crown in a number of fun events!

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    2. SteelEagle
    3. RainbowFoxxy

      RainbowFoxxy

      Weeeee!! The Ponk will be there with bells on! Also other cast characters :D

    4. Ciraxis

      Ciraxis

      Well I have that Squall should do better, after a discomfiture of the last year....

  20. (( whatya say Kill, help me close out a remarkable Legacy? I can take Metal’s characters, I think I can see where he was going with it.))
  21. This was not at all how she had planned it! Nothing irked her more than to have her plans go awry. This wasn't even awry this was downright 'why had she ever even bothered to plan anything?' disaster level! She could her Rainbow's hooves clopping their way towards her. Twilight shuffled back and forth a bit, indecision ruling the moment. "Oh no oh no oh no oh no oh-!" Her words were cut off as Rainbow entered the kitchen aka catastrophe of the century. The Princess of Friendship was frozen in place as the pegasus entered. Twilights cheeks were crimson with embarrassment. "Rainbow I-i uhhhh," And then her friend burst out laughing and offered to help! For some reason her laughter was contagious. Twilight's muzzle turned up into a grin and before she knew it, she was laughing too. This was why they were friends! It helped to relieve her tension and calm her nerves. It was Rainbow after all. Her long time friend. The one she had been through thick and thin with! Sure she was also the one Twilight pined after but she was also one of the ponies that was already closest to her heart! "Not that bad?" She spoke quizzically as the bowl of carrot levitated off her head and onto the counter. "I think Spike set off some kind of food bomb in here!" "Heeeey!" The dragon entered, glancing around. "It's not that bad Twi! Rainbow said she's done worse!" "Oh, I'm sure she has!" She eyed both her friends. "We should probably start over on dinner," A cloth and spray bottle levitated to Spike and Rainbow. "Spike you start on the counters. Rainbow? If you could get the ceiling?" She was in her element giving orders. It made the nervousness she had been feeling earlier dissipate. "I'll start on the dishes!" As she spoke dishes began to levitate and the sink faucet turned on. "So!" Spike tried to break the silence a moment later. He glanced up at Rainbow who was making quick work of the food that was stuck to the heights. "What do you guys think we should try to make next? A special dinner date deserves special food." Twilight blanched! Had Spike just casually called their dinner out as a date? "Spike!" She shushed the dragon and then continued on quickly, trying to cover what was quickly becoming awkward again. "Why don't you uhhhh, look through the recipe book over there and pick something easier than souffle?" "You got it!" He trotted enthusiastically to the book and started leafing through pages. "So Rainbow..." She fished for something to say. "Thanks for the training session earlier. Not just anypony gets lessons from a real Wonderbolt!" She rubbed her fetlocks and grinned. "I'm gonna be sore for a week from that!" There not awkward... heh heh (Twilight awkward laugh)... not awkward at all!
  22. AJ listened intently as Valen laid out the basics before her. Sure it was an embarrassing scenario but the farm mare knew in her heart it was best if he spoke it out. Hopefully that would help him come to terms...at least a little... with who he really was. There would be some pretty tough barriers to cross in the life change Applejack knew was coming his way, and he needed to strengthen his resolve if he was going to make it. Applejack prided herself of course on having a knowing about what ponies really wanted. Her honesty went beyond herself at points, making it so that she could see through the facade that many ponies put over their real wants and desires. Valen's was plain to her at this point. As easy to see as a filly up on the stage actually. He wanted to be a filly in his heart. She knew he did and this was part of coming to terms with that. She raised an eyebrow when he spoke of things returning to normal. If there was one thing she didn't want it was for him to back step after coming so far. Some of the baby stuff might have been over the top. Wearing a pair of too tight diapers being at the top of the list. But, she figured it was part of his process. Going a little too far was normal and helped a pony figure out where the perfect happy medium lay. The farm mare glanced at the offered hoof and took in a deep breath. She wasn't the pony to shake on loose terms. She knew she couldn't keep the end of the bargain he was offering. It was for his own good a'course. She wanted to make him happy and feel at ease in this difficult time but she herself knew from experience... fairly recent experience with a certain lovely unicorn... that getting to where you wanted to be often involved going to areas of discomfort and even mistrust in one's self was needed to get to what the heart really wanted. She exhaled the breath and moved up next to Valen, her shoulder bumping his lightly in support. "Well now sugarcube," She nodded towards a couple upturned apple baskets and trotted over. Taking a seat, she offered the other to Valen. "Yah know I'm not one ta jus' shake on a deal until it's been thought all the way through." She eyed him softly. A look of almost motherly concern coming over her features. "Yah know I care about you. Yer part of the family and always will be." She paused, gathering her thoughts. "An' I know ol' Silver Spoon went a bit too far with the recent turn of events," She raised her brows. "I'm sorry 'bout that a'course. I should have been able to see you didn't like being treated like that..." She too let the details fall away. "But, truth is Lilly, I've never seen you more yerself than when yer dressed and behavin' like a filly." She moved to place a hoof on his shoulder. "I'm a mare who's always believed in being the best version of one's self an' when I see you as a filly, well, I think ya know that's the best version o' you." She didn't hitch on any of that. There was nothing to be embarrassed about when it came to living one's best life. This was no time to mince words. "I'll a'course put a word out for ya, keep Silver away from you and calm down the CMC," She chuckled though it didn't help to cut the serious nature of her words. "They can be right precocious though I do believe it's from the goodness of their hearts. Fact o' the matter is, I'll support you in this life change you're going through, I'm yer cousin and I've never been one to let family down." She took a moment to read his expression. Would he admit what he really felt? Would he finally succumb to her sense on the matter? She sure hoped so!
  23. Rarity well knew the effect she could have on stallions, an effect plainly seen in Boulder Dash. It was the same effect she had on plenty of mares as well, and truth be told she rather enjoyed it. Few things were as self-affirming as the knowledge that many ponies could hardly handle themselves around you when you put your best hoof forward. There was nothing harmful about it as far as she was concerned. Be the center of another pony's world for a few seconds, certainly not an image or moment they'd regret. She was certain that Boulder Dash would agree, judging by his inability to speak like an adult for a moment and breathlessly calling her beautiful. Compliments, flattery as it were, never hurt! She was certain he likely had the same effect to some degree. Ponies rather enjoyed a large hunk of a stallion, didn't they? His manners complimented his form too. Indeed, there were many ways to leave an impression and she was certain that he left his own trail of devastated mares behind him. Rarity herself would admit to admiring the physique. Of course, her tastes were wide-ranging. She was generous in many ways and with her attractions she was entirely open. He was a very fine specimen in the mould of Ponyville folk- large, firm, rough but not ungentle. In her younger years she found herself wanting the Prince Charming, the high-society type who would sweep her off of her hooves. She didn't suddenly dislike the concept, but she found the concept of a strong pony with less grandeur and more core-humility equally appealing nowadays. "Why thank you darling," She said as she accepted his gift, giving the white rose a pleasant sniff. Smelled like a wonderful gesture, using her magic to fasten it correctly. "What a kind gesture. White roses are very in this season,” Rarity mewed while making sure it attached just well. She looked away just long enough for Boulder to assume the position. A true gentlecolt! She smiled genuinely. “Of course, good sir. We have a dinner to attend!”
  24. I've heard a thing or two about MLP. Is it any good?
  25. Howdy! I've reviewed this app and looks like there's only one thing to work on before it's approved. " (It's at this point I realise I'm turning this application into a fanfic, lol. sorry. I'll just summarize the rest)" If you wouldn't mind removing this section as we would rather not have added in writer dialogue in apps. Once that's finished just respond in this thread and I'll approve!
  26. Aaaaand of course only now I realized that I missed my Centerversary it's just so......Me.

    1. tacobob

      tacobob

      Boo. Well there's always next year.

    2. SteelEagle

      SteelEagle

      Well, happy late Canterversary anyway!

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