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Taira kept up his run on the mill, "I understand." he said with a nod of his head. He kept the response short since he wanted to save his breath for this sustained sprint. The wolf was mildly miffed knowing he'd be on longer than usual, but he gave his word and there was no way he was going to break it. If he was in this for the long haul there was no use crying about it... At least the scenery was nice. In the crowd he saw Blueblood looking his way and gave the prince a smile from the distance. He could also see quite a few interesting faces. That blue Griffin was interesting to watch awkwardly talk with that admittedly attractive member of his species. It was almost like watching himself as a pup talking to the rest of the pack on the mountain. The rest in the line that caught his attention were so fascinating looking. Was that a griffin with the hindquarters of a pony and a stallion with bat wings?There were so many he'd need to make sure to pester... someday he'd have to sneak into that school and see what the fuss was about.

Dunnie chuckled at Blueblood's late thoughtfulness with the kitchenette. It was the thought that counted, afterall. "Oh, Blueblood. Lack of a cooking space is no worry, I get to take a break and we get to try the local cuisine!" She pulled the fast-food bag free from under her wing and set it inside the tent. The brown bag's bottom was stained noticeably dark from the oils. Just as soon as the bag was set down, it seemed that the line was moving. Talk about good timing, "Right, lead the way!" She tried not to get swept up by the crowd and stick close to Blueblood. How this place managed to not turn into a full on riot was beyond the brown pony. So many bodies were lined up and eager to taste something of such a limited supply. The Apple family must be flattered. She was trotting alongside Bluey while glancing about the trees and landscape. She would have flown overhead, but, she also wanted to blend in as well as she could. When the unicorn pulled her attention toward someone she knew, she glanced over to see none other than...Zelda. "Ah! Zelda!" Her eyes lit up. Indeed, she was an old friend. They had been through a lot and shared a lot with each other. Though, the bird has not seen this form of Dunnie. "Oh, two cups?" She asked. Perhaps she could get another cup with some cunning. "Well, it seems most ponies already know you are as you are, so." She took one of the mugs, thanking Blueblood for the payment and smiling down and thanking Apple Bloom too. So cute! "Anyway, seems that the cider is going to run out before you can try." She eyed the cider stocks, already getting dangerously low.

Stellar Drift had heard about the event at Sweet Apple Acres. He was in Ponyville to visit his friend Compass Rose. She needed some more fruit, and apples were the last item on the list. He knew that if he'd come earlier, he'd have been socially obligated to participate in this kissing booth idea. He wasn't too keen on the concept of kissing a complete stranger, so he had waited until he was sure all the 100 kisses had been taken. As the sun began to lower in the sky, he figured he'd waited long enough. "No offence, Miss Applejack" he said to himself "but I'm just not interested in kisses. Apples, yes. Kisses, not so much." He made his way up the trail to the farm, thinking about what little he knew about Applejack. He knew she was one of the friends of Princess Twilight who helped save Equestria multiple times. That was impressive and respectable. He knew she was a farmpony (he only learned today through hearing of this event) which tells him she's probably hardworking. Another respectable trait. He'd also heard she was known for being the most honest pony around. Honesty is a very important trait, he thought to himself. He walked up the road, finally finding himself approaching the booth. "Oh, horsefeathers" he complained to himself "I thought she'd be done, by now." welp, he thought to himself, no turning back, now. He decided he'd better just get it over with. I mean at least it's somepony who he has respect for. He knew she'd probably respect his wish not to participate if he asked, but he didn't want to be rude. He sheepishly walked up to the booth "So... you must be Applejack." he started, trying his best to be casual. He wasn't very good at small talk. "I heard there were lots of apples that needed to be sold." he dug his hoof in the ground for a moment, not sure what he should say or do "So, um... do you have any, um..." he pulled out the list he'd been given by his friend "Ambrosia?" he read carefully "Yeah, Ambrosia apples. My friend really likes the sweet fruits, and she says they're the sweetest."

Sunset Shimmer ceased her illusion spell as Tempest Shadow spoke up again, this time about the insecurity she faced whenever offered friendship. She didn’t get to far before noticing that Feng and Hanabi had followed the two unicorns. Fortunately, things had calmed down enough for Tempest to be comfortable having them around, so she went back to describing her friendship difficulties. Being the avatar of Empathy that she was, Sunset Shimmer could recognize that Tempest Shadow was in the beginning stages of accepting new acquaintances into her life. Although they both lived in different dimensions and barely knew one another, Sunset herself could feel a certain connection with Tempest she rarely felt with other non-Twilight ponies... save perhaps for the friendship apprentice — Starlight Glimmer — who surprise, surprise... ALSO shared a dark and troubled past. .....Twi certainly seemed to attract the bad girls, didn’t she? “I... actually have an idea about that.” Sunset chimed in optimistically; “I live in a different world from yours, and I guess you’re the sort of pony who moves around constantly. If I call in a favor or two however... I could get you a magic journal so we can keep in touch! It’s how I stay in contact with Princess Twilight whenever I’m not in Equestria.” The amber unicorn sheepishly kicked the ground around her hoof; “But yeah, it’s not everyday I find a pony in Equestria I can relate to. It’d mean a lot to me Tempest if we could be pen-pals.....”

The Great and Powerful Trixie! It was a calm and peaceful day, the sun was shining bright, though past its nexus and starting on it's path to the far horizon. The few clouds in the sky were barely drifting through their path toward whatever their ultimate destination was (likely the everfree if the weatherponies didn't remember to reclaim them later, since it tended to suck in any weather nearby...) On the outskirts of ponyville sat a familiar wagon, its stage out but not fully setup right now since there was no show planned. However on the stage were several boxes of props that a familiar unicorn was going through, looking for inspiration for a new show she was planning when she had a longer break from her new job - after all, as much as she enjoyed working at the school with her best friend, there was a certain joy that Trixie could only get from being on stage! Trixie gently held one of her infamous smokebombs, regarding it critically "yanno... these really dont last long enough" she though aloud "sure they're good enough to slip behind the curtain, but even with my Great and Powerful teleportation they just aren't quite... great and powerful enough!" she stared at the small orb a moment longer as a grin filled her face, she gently placed it down on the stage and took a step or two back, carefully taking a moment to aim (and being over-the-top theatrical with her 'precision'), her horn glowed as she concentrated and fired off a spell. The orb glowed brightly a moment as the transfiguration spell gook hold, then it returned to normal. Trixie grinned as she took the small glass ball in her hoof and climbed onto the stage "and now!" she announced to the imaginary crowd "The Great and Powerful Trixie will disappear from your view!" her horn glowed as she prepared her teleportation spell and threw down the smoke bomb. The cloud of smoke was enormous, quickly obscuring not only Trixie, not only her stage, but the entire clearing! the unicorn began coughing - unable to focus on her teleportation spell; causing it to fizzle out, her eyes and lungs burning, and with far less pizzaz and in a hilarious turn of events she quickly jerked open her wagon's window and stuck her head inside to get some fresh air... while she waited for the cloud to dissipate... "Clearly Trixie *cough* doesn't know her own power! *cough cough*"

I like this! Its a very interesting take on why changelings became so "fearsome" in the first place!

Tempest pulled a front leg up to rub at both spots she got kissed well sticking her tounge out as if she ate something nasty. Done removing the weird feeling on her cheeks she takes her appeals, slapping them up on her back. “Thanks AJ, properly be sundown when I show up to crash. Thanks for letting me. Shall try too not wake you up.” She says well eyeing some Colt cutting in line… Foals these days. But AJ was dealing with it and Tempest had done her fair share of ‘social interaction’ for now and just wanted to get a move on. So, giving AJ a thankful nod she dashed down the road to get up to Luna knows what mischief. *Exit Tempest*

Roleplay Type: WOE Name: Harvest Moon Sex: Female Age: Mare Species: Pegasus Eye colour: Golden Orange Coat: Light tan Mane/Tail: Her mane is kept in a short bob, and her tail is medium lenght, both of which are a light caramel color. Physique: Lean and Limber baby! Residence: Cloudsdale Occupation: Over night delivery mare Cutie Mark: Unique Traits: She always wears her signature scarf and goggles, a bit overly opinionated and chatty, occasionally show boats, has a unique talent for always finding her way home no matter where she is via her connection to the stars and their patterns. History: Harvest Moon was born alongside her twin brother Autumn Moon, in a barn out in Ponyville to their loving parents, EaraCorn and Midnight Whispers under a full, glowing moon, that signified good fortune, and prosperity. Harvest was born first, and she was also the one born a pegasus, her brother having been born a unicorn(Don’t ask for the genetics, EaraCorn don’t know the statistics) and took her job as the eldest VERY seriously. Harvest was always leading the charge, deep in the woods to find pill bugs, flying up high to see if Mom and Dad were heading home, a little bossy; The usual “Big sister” things. One night Autumn decided that he wanted to go Nightmare Night-ing by himself, insisting that he didn’t need his “sister” being his shadow, and wandered off away from her..and managed to get himself lost in the nearby woods. Harvest not content to wait for her parents (whom were feverishly organizing a rescue party) decided she’d find him herself, after all they were twins right? Twins had a PSYCHIC LINK! (No, no they did not) After a bit of bumbling dumb luck, Harvest did eventually find her brother, shivering cold and alone in a hollow log, all dirty and tired from his wandering. With a bit of prompting Harvest got the other filly on her back and flew up over the canopy of leaves to try and navigate her way home. Now Harvest Moon was a star watcher, she always had been, and it took only a moment for her to spot the stars she knew would lead her home. It was a happy reunion as she reunited them with their parents, the glow in her heart from being home so bright, that she didn’t even notice her cutie mark, a red moon (to signify passion and a connection to the night) with glowing stars, to signify her connection to them and ability to read them. Time marched on and Harvest Moon left for Cloudsdale to take flying lessons, graduated well and soon got a job as an overnight delivery mare, where she gets important documents, packages, ect to where they need to go as quickly as possible. Character Personality: Harvest is blunt, brash, and honest, she’s lighthearted and easy to read, you can always tell what she’s thinking by her very obvious facial ques. She loves her job, and she loves flying, especially at night. Character Summary: Harvest Moon, your friendly, overnight delivery mare! Flying here, flying there, doing backflips in the air! Over Equestria without a care!~ Your OveRnIGHT dElivery MAAARRE~!

Cute character!

Checking back. Sad MLP is over. Hope I can stay friends with you guys long after!

Stellar looked back and saw the hippogriff with her wagon. "Oh, Celestia!" He exclaimed, blushing profusely "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to- I was just-" he stopped himself I really need to pay better attention he thought as he backed away to position himself at the back of the line. Whispering a little "Sorry" to each creature as he passed. The embarrassment was so bad he thought about just giving in and maybe coming back tomorrow. but he stayed. Rose seemed pretty excited for her apples, and he didn't want to make her sad.

Applejack saw the ten bits on the counter and had to suppress some excitement. Why, two bushels meant twice the health-helpin', day-makin', and smile-inducing delivery of apples to one Tempest and that could only mean the good and best things in life were aligning behind her Shadowed mind. She swept the ten bits up and hunkered down again, collecting for Tempest another full bushel. A more eclectic collection of apple varieties this time to give her the required spice in her life. Well, not spice. Apples. If the apples were tasting spicy then something was deeply, deeply wrong. After she got the second bushel, she heaved it on top of the counter and pushed it over to take its place next to its sister. “Two bushels yer payin' for, two bushels yer receivin'!” Applejack exclaimed happily, noted Tempest's second gift was now quite necessary. The unicorn had requested the kisses be placed on on her cheeks which suited Applejack just fine. She doubted it would go well if the kisses were placed on the lips anyway. She was liable to get bit. Tempest seemed the type to bite when being affectionate. “No problem there, Tempest,” Applejack said with a chuckle. She then leaned over and gave her Tempest two kisses, one on each cheek, one a little wetter than the other as she didn't cup the face or pull Tempest in. That'd make her feel uncomfortable and an uncomfortable Tempest Shadow was liable to suplex a mare on top of her own stand. “There ya go, Tempest. Hope yer gonna enjoy them apples! They're a wonderful crop this year. Ah reckon whether yer in for a treat, baking, or just good ol' fashioned home décor and aromra yer on tha docket! Y'all have a good one now, ya hear?” She said as Tempest took her apples and left. Another satisfied customer. Applejack took another swig of water and was ready for the next. “Come on up!” *Silverstream* Kissed 1-10 11-20 21-30 31-40 41-50 51-60 61-70 71-80 81-90

It was a little concerning that Applejack, the mother, had no idea who was being asked to watch her child. That seemed like the first creature in the world who should have a handle on the matter. Didn't Fluttershy at least talk about who she was going to ask to watch the kid with Applejack? The two Professors did more than just work together, after all. Whatever, he'd just take it as a point of pride that he was apparently such an obvious choice that Professor Fluttershy didn't think Professor Applejack needed to be told about it beforehoof. He was just that good. You could count on him to handle any job no matter how harsh or sensitive, no matter how complex or daunting. His self-confidence did not just inform him that he was capable of doing this and emboldened him to do what needed to be done, it gave him a sense that it wasn't at all just bluster. That he really was the best for the job. Or at least that's what he thought. Professor Applejack didn't seem to hold that same opinion, based on her reaction. He could spot a plastered smile and he knew what she was implying. She didn't think he could do it. She didn't know if he was mature enough, smart enough, attentive enough, trustworthy enough. She didn't know if he was good enough because how could he be? She was a loving mother and he was just some kitten with a snarky attitude. He felt stupid for thinking Professor Applejack wouldn't have concerns, and he felt worse because her words had fertilized the soil of his own self-doubt, hidden as it was behind bluster. “I can do it,” he said as he started to take flight, hovering as he did in front of the Professor. It was a sign of his nervousness. “I've read up on it, right? I didn't watch a lot of chicks- except for the ones that I grew up with, helped them with some stuff. Kittens taking care of chicks and chicks kittens, ya know? I know what foals need. And I know what I'm capable of. Your foal won't be in any danger as long as I'm around, Professor,” he spoke quickly and with a hint of friendly aggression that masked as much as it could his sense of growing anxiety. “I'll do it. I'll even fly over to your aunt's place with Silverstream while I'm doing it!” Overpromising never hurt a griffon before, right?

Tempest felt taken aback at how AJ reacted to her plans, going on a small rant about that remark. It left her just blinking, even if AJ was speaking gentle it was fussing all the same. Like some old mother mare fussing at her colt for being stuped but trying to be nice about it. It was weird. “I made no remark about being isolated, I just want to explore something that may be good for me. To find myself, my real self and learn to love what I am and not worry about…” She sighs and shakes her head. “Later, we can talk later. Plenty wanting apples and not here to see us fuss like your my mother.” She says with a roll of her eyes before nuzzling in to her sadeel bags to grab sack of coins. Plopping it on counter she looked back at AJ, eyeing her up before talking. “If you must kiss me… fine. But on the cheek. Plase, all I ask is that you respect my boundaries on this.” She says pushing ten bits over. “I want two bushels… so, two kisses on the cheek? Can use some more apples on the road when I head out in the morning.” She added explaining why she wanted two, it was nothing fancy or trying to mess with AJ. She just needed some food for the road and may as well buy it from AJ.

RECKLESS Art by the awesome: GoldenDaze! Reckless was a liiiiitle late getting herself up and outta her tent. "Whew! What in Celestia happen-..." Her exclamation cut off as she realized she wasn't the only pony around. It was true though, Celestia only knew what she'd gotten into last night. She was, in fact, in a line... a very long line. "Why was I here again?" She tapped chin thoughtfully for a moment before the commotion further up the line drifted down to her. "Ah! Sweet Apple Acres cider!" She trotted in place for a moment, excited to taste some of that amazing golden goodness! She just wished she didn't have to wait in this dang line! The hybrid bat checked out the scene. Lots of ponies, yep, looooots of ponies. Most were run of the mill regular Ponyville ponies, bleh. Boring. Some were a bit more flooty and snooty, and some were ahha! Some were famous! She spied the pretty no, beautiful pink unicorn up at the front of the line. "Well, if I'm gonna do this I better do it right!" She ran a hoof through her mussed up hot pink mane to "fix it" as best she could. The bat pone trotted up like she owned the place, ignoring the ponies along that way that gave her stares of irritation for cutting the line. "What?" She smirked at one such fussy bottomed pony. "I'm just gonna go say hi to my friend!" A little closer and she could see that that same beautiful unicorn, who just happened to be fairly famous too, was hoofed over a mug of the good stuff! "Perfect timing!" She slowed to a calm walked and sidled up next to the fancy mare. "Hey there sweetness." Her words issued silky smooth like the feel of that perfect cider.