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    Fire Walker
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    Wind Walker
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  1. Well this is a thing now. Wind Walker glanced down at her uniform. It was not the regal and professional suit of an officer she would soon wear, but instead it involved shorts. Blue shorts and a white shirt which was marked with her number which was forty nine. The filly sighed as she walked towards the field. She never considered herself an soccer fan, but here she was. Her silly mother caught sight of an FOAL SOCCER advert that had been placed on a bulletin board. And after telling her youngest that she needed to spend more time with other kids...Running around....So a quick stop at the sport shop later, she was now doing soccer. Hopefully she would find time between fencing lessons, combat camp and young survivalist club. Thankfully her pup Mr Gumby was at her side and ready to lead an helping. "RAPH!" The little dog also got his very own uniform. The number was zero zero and matched the required colors. Not sure if he was allowed to play, but she was sure he would spend most of his time barking at random things or sleeping. Considering she was in Canterlot, she was rather surprised to see a few Ponyville ponies on the field. Shame they couldn't have had this in her happy little village. Would have saved the bits on a train ticket. "Heya Sweetie Belle." Hopefully with the unicorn nearby, hopefully her friends would be around. She could see both Apple Bloom and Scootaloo being very good soccer players. Echo was also there...The filly was as tough as she was itty bitty. After making sure the Pegasus pony could see her, Wind mouthed, 'Hey Echo' and waved her front left hoof at her. Mr Gumby barked a friendly. "RAPH" as well. She did not know the others. "The name's Wind Walker...", she made sure everyone knew her name. She hated being called the 'Blue Kid'. So who was going to be their coach? There were only two types of coaches. Harsh taskmasters who would make ol' General Pummel look like her sweet Grandma, or over enthusiastic, wack-a-doodles with too much energy. Who would they get?
  2. The red coated officer glanced into her pack. “Just some special R.E.A packaged meals I had in storage....Stuff lasts forever and does not require refrigeration. Tastes like s.....er...something not so great.”, she grinned back at the little filly. She had been called rather late for this little ‘mission and did not have time to get something tastier. The mare could not help but chuckle at the little farmer’s very old timey goblet. She could picture Granny Smith as she tried to find her missing family heirlooms. After taking in the cider, she could see why ponies waited hours for just an mug. This was good, but freshly poured cider with the head intact, that was probably like heaven. After finishing the sweet, sweet cider, she cleaned the antique and passed it off to the filly. “Thank you Miss Bloom.” While she could probably go through a barrel of the stuff, she really didn’t want to spend the whole mission excusing herself to use the little girl’s room. There was now this creature that was giving her little group the eye. This needed to be taken care of before Fluttershy’s attack rabbit went into berserker mode. Oh, it was a little squirrel girl. How adorable. Some in her party had quite the imagination. “I’m guessing she’s just a regular little squirrel. A rather common, but cute White Tail, Brown Tail Tree Squirrel. Probably checking to see who was making all the noise. Hopefully we didn't wake up her kids." She had already seen how cranky those furry little creatures could get without their necessary full night's worth of sleep. Lots of grumpy chittering and nut-littering. Then there was not a ear-splitting shriek or an painful holler, but a yelp? That could still be something. The officer's first instinct was to spread her wings and quickly fly over to where the noise was coming from, but it was always unwise to go alone. Unfortunately there was only one other pony in her group that could fly. "Miss Fluttershy, could you please help me check on that noise...." That yelp of terror in the dark forest.....No, that was not going to work. "Which probably came from a poor little fuzzy animal in need of help?" The sweet mare was as over cautious as she was beautiful, but even the idea of a helpless little critter in need should been more of a push to get her to help. IF Fluttershy refuses to come... Fire Walker will then ask Apple Bloom to come with her. While she could not fly, the officer knew she was both brave and swift like her big sister. She also needed somepony like Alizarin to keep an eye on 'Sombra'. ....Fire Walker will lead <Insert Pony's name> towards the yelp...At swift speed!....
  3. tacobob

    The Ice Queen

    Not sure how he'll deal with the lack of oxygen. :3
  4. The youngest member of the two pony staff arrived to pick up their dishes. “Excuse me Miss.”, she politely added, “I heard you cannot digest dairy products....So..”, she sighed, “Rice balls are not for you...At least in the traditional sense, so I will make them with coconut milk.", she paused to allow Daze to change her mind. Then she quickly took the others of the dragon and cat before vanishing back into the kitchen. "Haunted library.....", The cat read from her brochure, "There's also a haunted movie theater....An not-haunted opera house....Ponyacci is performing....A very haunted Curio shop....Looks like there's a sale on cursed monkey paws and an Basano Vase.....Hmmm.", she skipped over a few things, "There's also a place called the 'House of Enchanted Comics' where apparently you can become a superhero in a comic book type world....Weird....." As her last word was spoken, the deserts and the bill was quickly placed on the table.."That was quick...", Thrilly whispered.
  5. Wind Walker needs more friends. Maybe less kicks to her shins....Or do ponies have shins? And maybe she'll bring her dog along as well. RALPH!
  6. “Oh boy.”, Thrilly groaned. The Pegasus pony really should have stuck to the foods with the ‘foal’ level of spice. She couldn’t drink milk and alcohol was off the table, so what else could she use? Then it dawned on her. What did Marey Poppins recommend? “How about taking just a spoonful of sugar?" Even honey would do well to neutralize the heat! By then, she had finally defeated the heat. Good job. And while she did not dare speak it, the cat was now very sure that Daze would make an incredible clown at her circus. She had the moves, the speed and the ability to amuse all with her hijinks. "Right....Rice Balls.....Sevaya Kheer....And Bubble Gum Ice Cream....Weird...", she glanced over at the little dragon who could only grin back as she ordered. Once the waiter vanished back into his kitchen, Thrilly turned back to the pair. "So....What should we do after this? You two could use a little break...Maybe a quick, cat-nap....I think there's a nice little park near here...Little pond....Trees...Benches....", she glanced at a small pamphlet that exclaimed in big bold lettering, 'WHAT TO DO IN CANTERLOT'.... "There's also an very old book store nearby that according to this, is supposed to be haunted. Oo-oo!", she groaned like a ghost as she waved her hands about. "Anyone else have any ideas?"
  7. And speaking of Apple Bloom. She was a really good kid. Smart, brave and resourceful, she’d make an idea future candidate for officer school. And she was actually helping them set up camp. And not just sitting there whining about the bugs or how she really would prefer her own bed over an sleeping bag. Oh, sweet Celestia, this was a kid she hoped to have one day. But would she? Little future kid would be raised in a mansion with al the things he or she could ever want. Would her kid grow up to be a spoiled brat? She dreaded the idea of having a "Little Lord Fauntlerpony'. A bratty little foal with a permanent sour look on his face and his mouth always ready to say...'I Want' or 'Wah!'. “I would be more than happy to have a glass of your famous apple cider.” Her family made some of the best ciders one could find anywhere, and when cider season began, folk tended to flock to Sweet Apple Acres to sample the batch. The lines would stretch far and long and resemble lines one would find at the grand opening of a new Whinny World ride. The little farmer’s food also looked better than what she had brought along. This was a small bundle of MREs or ‘Meal, Ready To Eat’ type meals. They were easy to put together and filling, but not very tasty. Fortified pastry. Eep. Fire Walker caught notice of Fluttershy who had vanished into her tent for a moment. She was probably looking after that devious little rabbit she kept at her side. The incredibly gorgeous mare was quick to offer help to the little farmer, but also turn down the officer's offer of whiskey. Oh, the red pony would pay ALL of the bits to see how she acted when tipsy. Thankfully Alizarin Fruits took up her offer. This was some good, primo stuff she had. Feeling a rather heavy wave of positive energy, she also offered up a drink to Sombra. The thought of this actually happening blew her mind just a bit. Was he a real, living creature, or an animated shadow? He had an somewhat adorable little sleeping bag at his side. Did he purchase this? She almost wanted to see the whole scene. The dark lord visiting an local general store...Maybe an Cantermart....Him with his impressive figure and bloody red eyes and horn...Standing in line, patiently, waiting to purchase his little bedroll. Maybe he even had a coupon floating at his side. What was he looking at? Both he and a few others were looking towards......She followed their eyes...To another pair of eyes...Ones that glowed in the dark....Probably belonged to an animal..."Can we help you?", she asked the owner of the eyes. Mr Gumby quickly made it to her side and waited for his commands. 'Ralph', he whispered.
  8. Smolder strolled into class with a big grin on her scaly face. Beating up evil wizards! This was the class for her! Originally she assumed this was just a course for nerdy unicorns to take. Those single-horned ponies would throw on their pantaloons and a scarf and try to figure out what spell they could defend themselves against with another. Could Imperio defeat Locomotor Mortis? Wedges verses swirlies? Great taste verses less filling? Boring geekery! Then she heard even non-unicorns at the Royal Equestria Army took this class. They needed to learn how to defeat evil-doers who used magic without actually using magic. And while dragons were the best at almost everything, they knew even a mighty dragon could be felled by a sneaky spell. And eventually she would encounter an fowl wizard or evil necromancer whose face needed a good kicking! This class would help! Then it dawned on her. This wasn't a class against the 'dark arts', but 'dark hearts'. What the heck was a dark heart? The orange dragoness sighed to herself. This was one of those moments that a little extra, further bit of reading would have helped. But she already had made up her mind and her backside was already resting comfortably in her seat. So she would stay. And since her very best birdie buddy Gallus was here, she could always amuse herself by throwing 'magic missiles' (Aka crumbled up little paper balls) at him. After two seconds of sitting, Smolder glanced down at her book and quickly removed the plastic covering....This was about empathy? And what was empathy? The ability to understand and share the feelings of another........Oh-Oh.
  9. The cat paused to run her hand through the dragon’s odd bristle-like hair. Fins? Actual hair? Do dragons have hair? As tough as she tried to appear to be, Knife seemed to appreciate a little affection and leaned into the little pat. “So...since I was good.”, she smiled back at Thrilly, “Does that mean I get to have a desert?” Her smile deepened as the flying acro-cat nodded her head. Kid’s desert menus always were kind of terrible. Usually one would find at the most four choices....And two of them weren’t really deserts. Milkshakes were not deserts. While they contained whip cream and ice-cream, nobody in the history of ever purchased a shake after their meal. They would have it with the meal. One hay burger and an vanilla shake. The fine ponies in Las Pegasus changed that when they started putting out giant shakes that includes a piece of cake, an cookie, a donut and an brownie on top. That was a desert. The other poor choice was apple slices. Ugh. The best choice for Knife was a ice cream sundae. It had both ice cream and an brownie along with hot fudge. The other choice was a piece of chocolate cake, but by then the dragon had made up her mind. “Ice cream!” Once Thrilly had finished her meal, she quickly picked pumpkin curry. “It’s a weird city.....Lots of large stone buildings....statues....I heard its residents had originally fled Griffonstone once it fell into ruin..", she smiled as her new friend decided to throw caution to the wind, "Everything is pretty much new to me in Canterlot.....", she gasped as Daze broke into an series of shenanigans. "No....No...Don't drink water.. It's worse....Oh dear.", she gasped as she watched the Pegasus pony bounce about for a moment. Thankfully bread was there to save her...."Are you okay? Should we get you to a hospital? Not sure fire should have come out of your ears...", she quickly checked to make sure her comedy injuries did not translate into real injuries..."Maybe you should have some desert? Cold desert?' Sevaya Kheer was yummy but it contained milk. Maybe fried rice balls?
  10. Ugh. I am back..mostly...between being busy, I spent time in the ER. Was not fun. Not a fan of being sticked and poked at with sharp needled and things. :wail:

    1. KaityKat

      KaityKat

      Oh, No!

      What happened?

    2. tacobob

      tacobob

      Just some horrible pains I got to experience. and needed to be fixed.  I'm okay now. Might later need surgery. Not looking forward to that.

    3. KaityKat

      KaityKat

      Oh, my!

      I hope everything turns out alright.

      *hugs*

  11. The unicorn shrugged his shoulders, "Guess it depends on how well off the Raider is.....Or if he or she is cold...I guess.." He was slightly confused by the question. Not confused by anything, was Wind Whistler. She knew what she was going to do. "Yeah, I'm coming with you...And my former wasn't so much an adventurer, but a dumb old jerk....", she returned the canteen. "If I ever see him again, he's going to wish he had been captured by raiders.....Maybe I should fly around and spy on these guys...", she opened her wings but stopped. It was very obvious that something was broken, and she let out an assortment of curse-words that probably could be heard all the way in Canterlot. "Sorry guys..", she gasped. The drums started once again and shouts could be heard coming from ahead. Some sounded like modern pony, but quickly shifted into really bad movie-jungle words. A few Ugg-a-Wug’s, ooga booga's and even a few Boop a doop's were shouted out in an assortment of bad jungle accents. While terribly, there were several different voices and they all came from one direction.....Would the group stay and fight, or run away?
  12. "Oh." There were a few other things she could have eaten with her spicy food, but they all seemed to have milk in them. Like milk chocolate. "The only other thing I can remember was bread....If you get a little hot in the mouth, just cram a bit of bread in your mouth. It eats up all the spicy bits....." She also heard alcoholic drinks were also helpful, but she never tried, nor would she ever. 'Knife' was very happy to see her food and started to scarf it up the moment the plate hit her table. The cat paused to watch the scaly girl gobble up her meal. She was just too dang cute. Unlike her new friend, Thrilly took her time with her meal. "I believe we're touring one of the griffon cities next.....Rockwington....I think....", she wisely took another sip from her glass. This was hot! The food wagons back at home might as well be kitten food compared to this! Maybe she should have ordered the mac and cheese as well. She heard the grey city was filled with artisans and pretty much anything was made there. Statues. Paintings. Lots of art! "Hey uh....", 'Knife's face was now looking a little on the orange side. "What are we doing next....I mean.....We....Just as long as you don't mind me hanging around you that is..."
  13. Back in the early days of Canterlot, the site had a bad habit of going down right after I hit SUBMIT REPLY...So I usually would write all my posts with an e-mail program, so if something happened, my post would still be safe. And don't worry, your posts are great....I'm doing a seven day workweek, so everything about me is shoddy.
  14. Fire Walker glanced over at the little filly. The old stereotype was that ponies were a very forgiving people was riding high with the little farmer. He might have enslaved an entire kingdom and later tried to conquer Canterlot with an army of mesmerized slaves, but that was like yesterday! The past! Move on! Don’t dwell there! Move on to the present! The present where the former king probably had another scheme to conquer all ready. She trusted Sombra as much as she could throw Canterlot Castle. She would keep an eye on him. See what he really has planned. She doubted he was that concerned with a group of random animals. Maybe he was seeking out a mare or two to snatch. She would not allow this. So now there were two mysteries at hoof. Find the missing animals and see what was going on with Sombra. Maybe he was really Discord. That silly serpent hadn’t bugged her in months. Maybe he finally found a girlfriend. Gumby stood by the yellow coated mare. He would also protect her. “RALPH”, he barked with a slightly husky tone. He would be her guard-dog. Nothing would get by him. This lasted about a second as a little butterfly lured him away. “RALPH!” Thankfully it did not lead him away from the group. Sombra was still there and still very cranky. Being an officer, she could not look weak and continued to look him in the eye. Something bothered her. In the flesh? Did Sombra have any flesh? What she had heard was that he was an Umbrum. A living shadow that was shaped into an pony form. He wasn't a real unicorn, but still very powerful. If he wanted to turn her group into mindless zombies, he would have done it by now. "Well, don't do anything evil, alright?" Maybe he was trying to earn some brownie points with the princesses. Yes, I did horrible things all those years, but I rescued some cute animals, so are we even? The small group took time to set up their camp. This was something the officer was really good at doing. The tents would stand tall, and the fire was within regulation. Thankfully she brought enough R.E.A approved 'Fluffy Puff' marshmallows for everypony! Young Alizarin appeared to be a tad bit on the grumpy side. She might have been worried about the animals. Worried that she might not be able to solve the mystery. Thankfully the officer had a flask of some of the finest Rockwington whiskey. She pulled it out with her wing and waved it at the worried farmer. Single Malt. Aged 30 years. A quick sip wouldn't make her drunk, but it would at least take away the grumpiness. Her offer was good to just about everypony, except Apple Bloom!
  15. Hopefully Sombra won't be out there...waiting for you.....
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