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    mmnnnffhmffnnhfhfh AAAAAAHHHHH YOU BEAUTIFUL LADS AND LASSES I dare you to share yur Chrimbus trees, presents, menorahs, sweaters, hams, OR CEREMONIAL GOATS~<3
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    “Good evening...erm.”, What was his name? This handsome fellow was assigned to the Guard..She had heard that somewhere, but where? Being the captain, she should have been contacted as soon as they had even suggested the stallion as a recruit. Full papers that showed that he was fully vetted for the position should have been on her desk before he was even considered for the part. “Silver.” Was that it? He had a helmet, and uniform, but that could mean anything. Was something odd going on? A simple command word could be said and the pony would be introduced to the many security features the castle now had. But she was not in the mood. She had a very busy day and she could hear her very comfortable bed call out to her. He also saluted her and she was not in uniform. Since her mission was dealing privately with mostly the public, she had worn an slightly enchanted winter coat. She looked good and felt nice and warm. You normally do not salute officers out of uniform. The friendly mare placed a mug near the stallion. “No worries.” Parade uniform? She doubted the guard had nearly enough ponies to watch a parade, let alone start one. As she decided on her actions, something else caught her eye. It was a pup! Oh how Fire Walker was easily distracted by such wonderful creatures. And this one had a good bark! Probably not so wise....Waking up the castle residents was not a good idea. But he was a very handsome dog. He almost resembled an Shiba Inu but the tail was all wrong. And how did he manage to get inside the castle? They never installed a doggy door! Maybe Miss Fluttershy was staying over? Or did Starlight Glimmer finally get a pet? "Hey Pup.", she tried to gain the attention of the adorable critter. She actually had a few cookies on her tray. Let's see. No nutmeg. No chocolate. No raisins or even macadamia nuts. These were dog-safe. "Have a cookie." Oh how she wouldn't mind having such an sweet dog at her side. She always wanted a pupper, but somehow ended up with a cute little Squeak Bat named Dander. "So..", she turned back to the stallion, "What is your current assignment?", she could at least have a little fun with him before finding out the truth. If he needed help, she would try her best to aid him....Unless it was illegal. Then she would have to whoop him.
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    (Oh shite, great to have you back man! I hope we can start this for real now.) (Gotta admit my post has been real pain in the ass, but I'll do my best to finish it as soon as I can.)
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    Roleplay Type: Main RpName: Night Breeze Sex: FemaleAge: MareSpecies: Unicorn Eye colour: Sky Blue Coat: Light Grey Mane/Tail: A long mane, and tail, Mainly Brown in color with Blue stripes running through outPhysique: Taller, with a Average build Residence: Canterlot Occupation: Works in a Spa as a therapist Cutie Mark: A swirly breeze effect wrapping around a heart. As a foal, Night Breeze always seemed to enjoy caring for other ponies and animals. She would often stop to help ponies in any way she could. Night Breeze would often spend her time in libraries looking for spells, as well as the Archives, on the few occasions she had access to it. Most of her time was spent looking for non harmful spells, She could just never imagine harming some pony else. On one such occasion a Spell she had learned would prove very useful in the quest of gaining her Cutie Mark. It had been a average day outside among other foals for a Young Night Breeze who was not quite in her filly years yet, When one of the foals crashed in a bush trying to do something. Catching it out of the corner of her eye, She rushed over with a concerned look on her face. Helping The foal out, She looked to see scratches and scrapes all along the pony from the crash in the bush full of scratchy twigs and branches. Night Breeze's mind raced as she thought of what to do to calm this foal. Her mind went back to a spell she had seen in a book he parents had gotten for he out of the library. Unsure if it would work, Night Breeze looked to the pony as she cast the spell with all her might, It had to be better than nothing. A woosh was heard as the spell surrounded the pony, Seemingly flowing all around the ponies body, as the scrapes seemed to slowly healed. She was no means good at it but it was working. Having Casted the spell for as long as she could, She stopped to see the pony was mostly healed up. The Young foal thanked her as He ran off to continue playing. She could hardly believe she managed to do, When looked to see something else she couldn't believe. A cutie mark! Unique Traits: Night Breeze found to have a talent in Positive magic such as Healing, and soothing magic to calm worried or angry ponies and possibly other creatures in her older foal years. To this day In her studies she has limited herself to non harmful spells only, and finds her self unwilling to harm any pony for any reason. History: Night Breeze was born in the outskirts of Canterlot. Her Family wasn't considered to be rich by any means in comparison to the elite that lived within the Canterlot, But they weren't poor either. Night Breeze's Life growing up had been pretty calm. She spent most of her free time roaming outside at night, She loves getting outside of the city where she can lay on a grassy hill and observe the stars in the sky on a peaceful night. She also loves rainy days, Not so much being out on those day but staying inside and listening to the rain hit the window. After getting her Cutie Mark she set out to make it her profession to care for others. Reaching her Filly years she attended a school to become a Physical Therapist. Having finished school she found a job at a Spa inside of Canterlot, where she to this day works at. Her parents have always been supportive of her in her journeys and try to help out as well. She now owns her own little home in the lower parts of Canterlot and travels inside to work everyday. Night Breeze hopes that one day she can save enough bits to buy her own place within the city to set up her own spa. Character Personality: Night Breeze has always been a very calm and collected pony, and often cares for ponies needs over anything, and often times observes ponies body language and tone of voice trying to discern and help any issues there might be. Some times one might think she is over caring or obsessed, But Night Breeze only wishes the best for other ponies. She is very hard to get agitated, and will always try to find a way to defuse any aggression another pony or creature might have against her. Character Summary: Night Breeze Is a very calm and collected pony. She Lives in the lower parts of Canterlot and works in a spa in town. She loves caring for others, and spending her time out in calm night away from the city. She is hard to anger, and will often find a way to calm a pony or defuse a argument in the calmest tone she can. Some ponies may see her as over caring but she only wishes the best for others.
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    About Myself I am a college accounting student. I am a fan of MLP How I found Canterlot.com Randomly found it on Google How I became a fan of MLP:FiM I watched clips of it at first, then found i really found it enjoyable. My favorite main cast/pony Uhhh all of them LOL And here’s the fun part. uhh i am a bit too busy for a lot of RP and this so simply: hi, God bless y'all!
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    Earth Writer chuckled as Silver Blade confirmed his suspicions about the pictured mare. "Ain't that always the case, though, with high-born mares? They're always out for plunder; just some prefer the company of sailors to tax collectors, heh. Something to be said for that, I guess." Further political commentary was stifled by the arrival of a rich smell of chocolate, followed closely behind by a pegasus mare. Good thing, too, since the line of reasoning old Earthy was taking would hardly count in his favor if Princess Twilight did end up wanting a propagandist. Nonetheless, he smiled and accepted the hot cocoa, sipping as Silver let slip her name. "Fire... Walker? I think we've met before, at the Crystal Faire, perhaps? Or perhaps the Manehattan Friendship Expo. I've been out of the country since." Looking down at his disheveled appearance, he gave a sigh. "Life ain't treated me well since, gotta say." He cast a sideways look at the incoming dog, some buried reporter's instinct tugging at his brain. *More than what meets the eye...* But he wasn't a reporter now. Not anymore. What use was buried truths to him? If it walked like a dog, and barked like a dog, it was a dog to him. And dogs were to be petted, so he did.
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    This place was absolutely huge! Not as big as the mountain range back home, but still impressively spacious. If not for his occasional visits to the place when Applejack was stopping by to see Princess Twilight, Taira would have likely gotten eight types of lost in here. A place so full of powerful magic made the yokai's nose itch but if all these books didn't have the spell he was looking for he'd have to start looking in the archive in Canterlot, or try and dig up that ancient library city said to be buried somewhere in the Saddle Arabian Desert. Just the thought of all that sand in his fur made him shudder on the spot. If he could find this spell than this trip to Equestria would have been even more wonderful than it had already been! Even more smile inducing than that exciting race a while ago. While he'd ended up exposing his true self to almost half the town, he was glad to see most take his real appearance in good humor. Still, he figured he couldn't just start prowling the streets at night as an alicorn sized magical wolf with glowing eyes. There were far too many elderly ponies in this town and the last thing he wanted to do was scare somepony into an early passing. To take care of this problem he cooked up a smaller (though not by much), less ethereal form to wander the streets in: that of a normal wolf-dog. Given that wolves were apparently a rare sight in this part of the world, Taira soon realized that most just mistook him for an over-sized dog with a few scars on his chest and one across his muzzle. He made sure to keep any talking to a minimum like this though. It would still be a bit of a shock to meet a talking dog that... didn't have thumbs and mined underground. As the large canine wandered the halls he felt his nose twitch as he caught the scent of something nice. Was that chocolate? With a toothy grin, Taira followed his nose until he came skidding to a halt in front of the door that Fire Walker just entered through. The visitor left staring somewhat awkwardly with the trio present, to break it he just gave his best bark and tried to look as harmless as possible. Seeing at this group seemed well armed and armored he could only assume they were the Night watch.
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    Silver Blade nodded to the Stallion as he motioned to the title on the page. Scarlett Mane, Daughter of the Dune, Terror of the West, and Queen of the Pirates! The title screamed in bold black lettering. "Very few can say they crossed swords with that most famous pirate to ravage the seas and survive" Silver Blade said with a smile. Motioning to what looked like a gold bracelet around her hoof he couldn't help but get a smile and a nostalgia on his face as he said, "Funny joke it be that she was born into wealth and nobility but chose a life of plunder, and pillage, and raids on the sea after falling in love with a dashing pirate Captain" he said in his swarthy navel accent Yet the smell of hot chocolate quickly got his attention as well as the sound of a voice he had gotten to know over his time at the Castle of Friendship. Quickly grabbing his helmet, he tucked I under his fore hoof and saluted Fire Walker as she came in. "Ah Captain Fire Walker! A lovely evening to ye Ma'am. Had I known ye would Grace us I would have worn me proper parade uniform" he said with a slight bow.
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    Oh what a day it had been! Fire Walker welcomed the start of the morning with an steaming cup of coffee and an ‘Official Twilight Guard Scroll ‘O’ Things' scroll That Needed To Be Done’. Normally this would involve her usual morning of training ‘n’ education for the citizens of Ponyville! There were still plenty of ponies and other creatures who wanted to make sure there was no repeat of the many invasions the formally sleepy little village had been enduring over the last few years. And it seemed that rapstallions and mischief making-mares always had a new scheme. The latest crime had been done through the mail! Pen pals had become Pen Mal..s....factor...This was fixed when it was suggested that all outgoing and ingoing mail would be checked at Tartarus. Both the content of the letter and actual magical detection would also be applied. Hopefully they would also start checking incoming cakes or pies for files or chivs. There were quick visits to Appleloosa and Manehattan. Items to retrieve and ponies to talk to. There was also her final stop at Las Pegasus! However, it was not for sightseeing and fun, instead she needed to have a chat with a security head at the resort town's largest hotel and casino! There she picked up tips on how to handle security during big events without the public even knowing they were being looked after. She still managed to snag a very tacky shirt souvenir for her fiancé, Swift Squall. And now she was back home...Or at least one of her homes. She officially had a place in Fillydelphia and an small home she used mostly for storage in Ponyville. There was also her small little office/apartment in the castle itself. She found it to be rather cozy. After the packages were deposited in Twilight's slot, and the officer's own mail was checked. Fire Walker started to make the trek to her room for some shut-eye. However, her trip was cut short when she heard somepony shout...yell? Or was it just an HEY! The mare let out a sigh. It was not unusual for ponies to hang out at the library long into the night. Normally older students would hang out, hoping to take care of a paper they should had finished ages ago. This was rare as they now had their own special library located right in their school. Pajamas and bunny slippers were not frowned upon there. Shouting was usually very frowned upon in an library. Especially if it could be heard into the rooms...Nopony wants a cranky Spike! And the urge to throw whoever was making the noise out of the castle did pop up in the mind of the mare..That would be rude...She would do something else. "Good Evening fellows.", the mare pushed over a small rolling tray table topped with three cups of hot cocoa adorned with 'Fluffy Puff' marshmallows. A perfect beverage for a chilly night!
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    (Alright finally able to sit down and get this out here, I've been waiting to do this and am pumped I finally got the time for it! Welp time to get to it and, Enjoy!) -------------------------------------------------- The train finally came to a full stop at ponyville station which caused the ponies inside to begin to pile up towards the door to get out of the cramped train cars and meet with whoever they were meeting with or just to wait for the next train to the next city. The once colorful trains now more drab and monotone in color and design. Guards in dark armor and carrying standard issue Mana Rifles making sure trouble doesn't arise and to keep said trouble in check if it does rear its ugly head. Trick was one of the last off the train not so much in a hurry as he made sure all of his gear and equipment was present. After securing his scarf he put his saddlebags on and secured his large rucksack on top as well which contained his own personal heavy DMR (Designated Marksman Rifle) which he took special care of during his time being deployed in Dodge Junction which admittedly he hasn't done much in terms of fighting any of the Everfree beasts due to being the new guy, plus his usual attitude didnt get him to many favors with those in positions above him in the Rangers. He was suprised when he heard he was volunteered for being relocated to ponyville even though he wasnt sure as to why. He smirked as he walked out onto the platform his eyes scanning the area around him as he moved. Watching ponies reconvene and mill about he also took notice of the heating fields keeping the storm at bay. He sighed as this would not make the walk anywhere pleasent. " Welp...nothing ventured, nothing gained " He said as began trodding toward the exit passing a few guards who watched him go by with only looking away when they saw the ranger emblem on his bag. Trick braced himself as he walked out into the barrage of snow and wind he grit his teeth but kept moving towards ponyville square the wind howling into his ears and snow seeming to pile up which he continued to trudge through ignoring the biting cold and wind. After a bit of walking Trick was growing weary of walking through the snow he made a bit of progress making his way toward the outpost but couldn't help but find the need to take a breather from the storm. He noticed what seemed to be a diner and began trudging his way up to the building. Once through the heating fields he breathed out in relief from the cold as he stretched out a bit as shook off water droplets and stretched a bit as he made his way to the door and walked in to see few ponies sitting around enjoying the warmth and escape from the weather. The once obviously bright and cheerful decorum now gone which admittedly was familiar all around equestria after the rise of Nightmare Moon he walked over to a empty booth and set down his ruck sack followed by his saddle bags and slid them under the table before taking a seat with a gratuitous sigh and smile as he looked out into the storm thanks to the window next to him lightly tapping his rear hoove on the floor as he lost himself in thought.
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    (Hey guys, you know what, I think that posting what I have right now is better than to delay this forever.) (I'll edit in a hopefully little while but the basics are there, so the roleplay can be continued.) (So here's my near-complete post:) --------------------------------------------------------- The workshop had always been his favorite place. For him, it was a precious little world in itself where he could spend hours either by himself or in the company of his dad. They've made many great things here over the years, he and his dad, and whatever it was patching up roofs, improving old crystal devices or simply making a nice dining table for their neighbors, ol' Gear and son got the job done alright. Today's project was something bit more special than a simple table however. About two weeks ago, he passed the entry test and got accepted into the Rangers. It had been a dream for some time, but for one reason or another he just couldn't bring himself to do it. His dad being ever so doubtful of him becoming a Ranger also didn't help. "That accursed forest is no place for us folks my dear sonnie. Trust ol' dad for that one," he once said, looking him straight in the eyes; "at best, ya'll just come back here within day or two, disappointed and your feet frostbitten. But at worst," his dad paused, sighed heavily and added: "at worst my son, is somethin' I truly hope I won't ever have to think about." His warning hit Frosty real hard and has stuck with him since, sowing seeds of doubt about the coming expedition and how wise his choice really was. The look in his father's eyes was nothing he could forget either, it almost as he had been in that forest himself, fighting for his very life. But he could hardly be speaking of his personal experience, could he? ...Well, to make things a little better, his dad's attitude changed somewhat after Frosty got accepted though, much to Frosty's surprise as he'd applied without him knowing. Instead of being furious with his son going behind his back like this, he hesitantly congratulated him when he got back home. Perhaps his dad knew that he couldn't stop him in doing whatever he'd got himself into, and thus could only prepare him for the dangers to come. That's also when his dad gave him the heavy crystal pistol he'd gotten from somewhere. But enough of that. Said pistol was the reason of why he was here, with his welding helmet on and covered head to toe in blazing sparks. Frosty was seldom in better mood than right now, lost in a world of his own as he fiddled with the device before him, heavy electro blasting in the background as usual. He just needed to attach that cooling system beneath the barrel, connect it, and then "The Repeater" as he called it would finally be ready. ... "A little finishing touch..." ... "And done!" Barely able to contain his excitement, Frosty powered off the welder and looked at the still glowing technological marvel before him. "The Repeater" was truly a masterpiece, unlike anything he'd ever done before. Named after it's two round burst mechanism, the pistol was heavily modified for sure. With it's removed power limitations, enhanced energy capacitor, widened barrel and newly installed cooling system to counter the excessive heating, most would say that "The Repeater" was far from anything resembling fancy. And while that was perhaps true, he couldn't care less. It was his very own creation, and if crude look and fried power cells were the price to pay for a devastating weapon that could disintegrate nearly anything in his path, then so would it be. And now, it was time for the best part. Everything required some double checking, masterpiece or not, and he needed to ensure that the newly installed cooling system was working correctly. Unless he would want to risk it blowing up when he needed it the most, that is. "Sure, it'd be wise to delay the testin' until tomorrow, considering how very late it is and I could really use some sleep." Frosty thought sarcastically and smirked, "But to be honest, that would just be lame, and hell, if I don't wanna waste some cells after all this work!" Thus, he wasted no time and brought "The Repeater" over to the workbench in a haste, slammed some brand-new energy cells into it and dug out a rusty metal sheet to use as a target. With all things in place, Frosty positioned himself at the other side of the workshop, raised the pistol casually and aimed at the center. Shooting was nothing new to him, as it was one of many things he and his dad did together, so Frosty was quite good shot. That was perhaps for the best, as when he took a deep breath and charged the weapon, he was reminded instantly that "The Repeater" was indeed nothing to be played around with. The raw power contained within built up at an alarming pace, the vibrations grew stronger with every passing moment and the once faint electrical humming quickly became dangerously loud. But Frosty knew what he was doing, and just as an explosion seemed imminent, he exhaled and calmly let go. (A little bit more to come, although I now see that this is perhaps a bit too much of nothing?)
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    The red mare let out a sigh, “I have my doubts as there are more misers out there that continue to stay rich mostly by sitting on their bits, but I’m not here to argue with you...” She was here to get her flank down the hall and into his chamber’s private bath. But that could wait. “You want to fix a few things and help a few friends...We’ll just need to talk about it....See the problem....Find the solution...And then apply the solution.” She wished Miss Starlight Glimmer was about. She was the nearby school's guidance counselor and a real smart cookie. She was a good deal more kind and understanding than the Captain could ever be. It wasn't that long ago with a rather pesky, heavyweight dragon barged into the castle and started getting his dirty claws on EVERYTHING. Even interrupted the pink unicorn during her bath and TOSSED the mare out of the castle, still in the tub! Yikes! Thankfully Glimmer was able to use her magic to keep both the tub and herself from being smashed into pieces. And she still kept her cool. Fire Walker would have taken her glaive to the scaly pest. Guest or not. He was not going anywhere near her stuff! "You're probably a little too old for the school." It was basically a high school with the added bonus of FRIENDSHIP. And it had probably the most diverse student body anywhere. Dragons. Griffons. Ponies. Changelings. And even a Yak.. All in one school. "Not sure if they gave a night-school for adults. Would make sense. But I'm sure you already got what you needed.", she pointed at his fuzzy ol' head. What they needed was a hot tub! Nothing like sitting in a vat of steamy bubbles while enjoying an adult beverage or two. Well, Swift would probably get a soda. Or juice. What would Pathfinder drink? How about the drink only adventurers drink! The Kungaloosh! Just need vodka, rum, melon liqueur, pineapple and cranberry juice and wala! You're ready for adventure! "Well, he was using the kid...I think....", she had heard BITS of the story. "And somehow he used her to stop magic.....For short moment, but I was getting a few things done early in the morning and boom!", she waved her front hooves about, "Magic was gone and I was falling....I bounced off a few branches, hit a bush and landed rather awkwardly in somepony's backyard. Thankfully nothing was broken...And once the magic restore and I was checked out by the local doctor..I spent the rest of the day at La-Ti-Da...Just soaking....And letting the pain float away." "Ha!", the Pegasus snorted, "I see maybe one....two kids tops...", since girls were perfect, she would want two of them, but EVERY dad wanted a colt to chase around and do 'dad stuff'.....So it would be one of each. Maybe twins. "I have nine siblings, so there's no way I'm going through that again...Or put my poor kids through that as well." She glanced at the mare. Was her coat light cold like Daring Do? Or was it dyed? Would it be odd to simply be born to look just like your eventual fictional role-model? Maybe Pathfinder's true talents were like her name. She would find the path and solution for any problem? Fire listened patiently to the adventure's story. Sounded like a Daring Doo adventure. Even with the need to keep her heroin from being able to fly. Why didn't A.K simply make her character into an earth pony? Would solve the need to keep the brave pony from simply flying over a death-trap or foe. "Those snappy turtles can be mean....My father got snapped on the flank many years ago during our little canoe trip at Flabanabba Park....Was just a filly and I learned all kinds of new words that day.", the mare added with a smirk. "If we're going to be fixing problems, I'm going to need a drink...Something strong....Anything you two want? Along with the usual, we do have sodas and tea....", she glanced at the Doo-Clone. "If you want something crazy, just ask..." Fire Walker also needed to get out of her armor!
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    (Mwahahahahaha! I have returned! I'll be a bit more open in scheduling as I no longer am in training, we can go when able )
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    (Happy Holidays Ya'll! This is just a friendly little reminder that this rp is still active. I guess this can also serve as a bit of an interest check to see who's still on board and ready to go. I'm still in communication with Toast and I've also been talking with Shadow, I've been assured that they're both still ready to go when their schedules open up. Feel free to reply just so we know who's still on the roster.)
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    no one seems to be too active here. are y'all just using the discord or? I'd much rather use this. Maybe someone should start a grand gala sorta thing for new years?
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    Silver kept eye contact with Fire Walker as she gave him a slight 3rd degree. True he knew a professional soldier was a threat reguardless of gender, but in his many years as one of the most wanted pirates on the seas he had learned to keep his true intentions hidden well even from the most prying eyes. As such he walked around the table with his helmet and set it down, bent down and picked up the young pup, and started to gently scratch it's left ear. "I were assigned head of the Night Watch tonight Ma'am. I can report all at der posts and last reports given showed no threats to be seen. Twer a thought to appear in me grey matter to take a moment to venture in here and catch up on some slight reading before the next report" Silver said in his signature navel twang, a slight smirk on his features. He then gently petted the pup's head as he set him down before saying, "After all our dear Princess Twilight does encourage a good book once in a Moon and tonight seemed as good as any. What better way to honor the Princess of Friendships greatest lesson eh?" he said smiling a little devilishly.
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    F also if anybody wants in on the SU stream here is the link here's the link https://lets.rabb.it/YsZga8axYS we haven't started yet, still waiting for people to show up
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    Ah, Canterlot at night. Candy Cain inhaled the cool night air as he strolled along the outskirts of Canterlot, singing a song quietly to himself. Unlike the night, the tune was warm and bright. Cain still felt that it fit, though. It wasn't like any music critics were out here fussing at him, anyway. For now, he had the night to himself. A few hours earlier, he had just finished up with a show in Canterlot - and a job well done, he thought. Though he didn't usually stay long, Canterlot was one of his favorite places to visit every now and then. The colors, and the grandness of the city and its inhabitants were certainly a good inspiration for his works. Recently, he had decided to go for more of a monochrome to his candy architecture. It wasn't his usual style, with its wild colors and shapes, but it didn't hurt to try something different every now and then. Still, though, he felt like that kind of art was a tad. . . boring. Working with one color was too easy, too simple for him to feel satisfied with. If he thought of it that way, then wouldn't everyone else? They'd think that he was losing his touch. No, he'd stay true to his way of art. It wasn't that he was scared of change, no. . . more like. . . he was scared of other people's opinions of the end result. They had been enjoying his works for a long time now. Nothing would change any time soon, it seemed. And why would it? Cain had never done anything to bore or annoy them before. He lived to make others happy. If they weren't pleased, they would've shown it by now. At least, he thought so. . . Cain didn't spend much time around other ponies, save his shows. It wasn't that he didn't like people, just. . . busy, busy, busy. . . he felt that he didn't have time for that. Certainly no time to stop and have a lengthy, "Hello". It saddened him, but it was necessary. At least, he thought it was necessary. Cain was now in the lower parts of Canterlot, walking along a dirt path which led out to the rest of Equestria. Cain paused in the middle of his song to yawn, stopping and stretching. He'd have to get some shuteye sooner or later. It was a good thing he carried around his cart. Otherwise, he'd be sleeping under a tree for the night. Speaking of which. . . Cain turned, looking back towards his candy-making supplies. The jars of sugar and dyes rattled, signifying emptiness, and the bags of fruit he carried lay almost flat on the cart floor. He was running low on stuff. He couldn't wander too far away from civilization for long without it. Cain sighed in weariness and annoyance. Why hadn't he checked it before? That was sloppy of him. That was how his dad worked, not him, forgetting things. . . Cain glanced up. Ahead, he could see a small hill with a tree, overlooking part of the city. That was a good place to crash for the night. He'd set up his cart when he got up there. With a grunt of effort, he hiked up the hill, the cart rattling a bit from the strain. He let out a sigh of relief as he got to a level position, leaning against the side of the carriage and glancing around. In his exhaustion, he almost didn't see the mare nearby, lying under the tree. To be completely honest, she spooked him. Cain lost his cool for a moment, letting out an undignified squeak and going stiff. These darn crickets were so distracting sometimes. . . how had he not noticed? He had to say something so that he didn't seem like some sort of creep, coming up here and being silent. He had formed a sentence in his mind, but all that came out was a cracked, "U-Um. . ."
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    Oh my god Fawkes sent me a message like a literal month ago and I only now saw it
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    Sounds good to me. I understand being busy, take your time
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    Rainbow couldn't help but love days like this. She was always busy, always doing something- maybe not as much as others but she was a pony who had a busy schedule. Being in the Wonderbolts was time consuming and hard work! The practice alone was enough to make some ponies blush. Hour after hour, day after day, precise formation flight training demanded moment to moment concentration and the greatest of athletic ability. Any mistake and it didn't just come down on you, you could hurt others. So much training was invested that it almost made the shows she participated in seem like small potatoes. At least once a week she would perform in front of large, adoring crowds and then spend hours mingling, sometimes more than once a week. But it was still a lot of work, not to mention all the time she spent practicing her own moves and generally being awesome around town. It wasn't easy being the greatest pony in Equestria, after all. Which is why she loved days where she could just relax, which is exactly what she had blocked most of this day off for. She was laying on a cloud, lazily directing it as it moved around Ponyville. On top of the cloud she lay with her back legs crossed over and tapping, her tail hanging off just slightly. A drink in one hoof and a stack of cloud-covered books next to the other, she was set and ready to enjoy the glorious freedom the day offered. She was enjoying it so much that she didn't really keep track of where the cloud was going and didn't know it had drifted away from Ponyville and over an open field nearby. "This is the life..." She said, reaching for her drink... Which was vaporized by a magic blast. "Yeoahhh!" Rainbow yelped loudly as she rolled off of her cloud and fell a few feet before catching herself and started to hover. "What in the...Twilight?" She said incredulously as she looked at the Princess in the not-so-distant testing spot. Rainbow's eyes furrowed as she flew over, holding the remains of her drink in one hoof. "Hey, Twilight! If you didn't want me to have any orange juice you could have told me instead of vaporizing it!" She said, her voie equal parts trying to make light of what just happened and angry. "Why are you firing off magic blasts anyway?"
  25. 1 point
    Sir Aizen's Threads! (Links below!) Hyper Jack Earth Pony // Male // Young Adult Threads After The Show (Open) (Active) _______________________ Candy Cain Unicorn // Male // Young Adult Threads Tricks and Treats. . . and Traps? (Trick or Treating!) (Active)
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