SilverMint

Xactly! You guessed it correctly! Zip-a-dee-doo-dah! Aw, I could just give you a big hug in thanks! But no time for that now. 'Cuz I have to go and watch the next few episodes and prepare the next segment of "Haiku Reviews!" Double-feature pony-thon is on the list and ready to go. Episodes eleven and twelve are on my list to be watched. Fun times ahead for all! Go ahead and laugh, but I'm going to enjoy this. Have fun figuring out the rest of the curses! I'm going to enjoy my freedom of wordplay and get back to writing like a normal some pony. Just to make things interesting, though, I may have to write the reviews in something other in haiku... Kidding! Let's just pretend this never happened and go back to the way things were. My mind will never be the same after such a harrowing experience though. Never mind that I was subject to horrifying compulsion to write the way I was, my reviews were negatively affected! Oh well, that's just one bad review, and we have more than a few weeks left to compensate for it. Promise me you'll all stick with me, and I'll promise to continue on my journey. Questing to bring you all not just information, but entertainment. Rarely have the two been able to live side-by-side for long, but that's my cause. Similarly, you don't see peanut butter and bananas side-by-side that often except in sandwiches... Too bad. Vocational work aside, though, I have to give my thanks to you, Rosewind. You saved me from a terrible, terrible fate.

Really? Surely it couldn't be that simple, could it? "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog." Um, I'm not sure how that was supposed to work. Very good guess, but my joke-flower curse isn't a simple cypher.

Goodness, yes! Haven't you heard that some of us have been harassed by the horrible work of joke-flower exposure? I haven't been able to behave normally or give a well-written review ever since this topic has started because of it. Joke-flowers are no laughing matter, when all is said and done. Know what you can do to help? Let's figure out what's wrong with me so I can be free of this nonsense! My hair hurts, my teeth itch, and that's not even the worst of it! No one seems to know what kind of curse has been put on me! Of course, if someone were to figure out what the issue is, I'll be free of the curse. Problem is, I can't tell anyone what it is. Question away, and let's see if anyone can solve this doozy.

Applejack has been cursed to G1 proportions and attitude! Beings such as that shouldn't be allowed to exist! Can we truly call ourselves loyal fans if we allow such abominations to exist? Don't be led astray by our mantra to love and tolerate all things when such items clearly have such malicious intent. Evils such as these can not, and must not, be allowed. For heaven's sake, why isn't anyone trying to free me from this horrible joke-flower curse???

Very true for me, as well. Why would ANYONE post something that horrifying? Xerox copies of this will plaster my nightmares for weeks. Youthful joy will be replaced by full, underlying horror for years on end... Zecora, I need you to end this curse that's been placed on me.

Ah, welcome back to SilverMint's Haiku Reviews! Bridle Gossip! Can anypony Deal with Zecora's mighty Equine sorcery? Far from being my favorite episode, "Bridle Gossip" ranks pretty low on my "favorite episodes" list. God forbid that anypony think that this is because I don't like Zecora, because it's simply not true. Her character is a fantastic addition to the series, giving Equestria a grander scope than being simply "a world of ponies." I think that this episode doesn't rate high on my scale because the story is overly done and predictable in the sense that almost every children's series has a character who is feared at first, be it a scary old man or the like, and is found to be loveable at the end. Just saying... Kid's shows have done this before. Love it, though. My favorite of the two: Swarm of the Century New critters in town? Multiply themselves anew; Overwhelm the town. Parasprites are my favorite original critters that MLP has come up with. Quite the little rascals, they seem innocent enough, until they attack the town by consuming everything in their path. Really, though, don't they remind anyone of something from a famous science-fiction show? Star-Trek, maybe? Tribbles, the little furry creatures that multiply and overwhelm the crew of the Enterprise, are what the parasprites are based on. Unsurprisingly, this isn't one of my best reviews.

Thank you sooooooo much SRG!

((My apologies for the late reply as well. Saturday and Sunday are full work-days for me.)) Silver Mint "...True omniscience is a fallacy." Arcana said. Silver Mint wasn't sure he believed her. No one knew about the worries he had about the true nature of his dual-mask cutie mark, except his sister, Crystal Pedigree to whom he had written letters, and she wouldn't have told anyone, much less some unknown pony calling himself The Archivist. "I just want to know why we were brought here, and what this Archivist intends to do with us. There has to be a way out of here, and that's what we need to focus on... however, if we find the information we're looking for on the way, I certainly won't complain about that." he looked over the small group. It was an odd collection of ponies to say the least. "C'mon, now that we're all together, let's follow Stardream and get to the Guardsmare; see if she found a way out. Hopefully she's safe, too." They followed behind Stardream, their hooves echoing in the dark, stone chambers. Silver Mint was never one for awkward silences. "Arcana, is it? I understand that you're looking for power, but what do you hope to achieve with it?" he asked, as kindly as he could. While there was some deal of suspicion behind the question, he was willing to give the benefit of the doubt. However, if this Arcana was a dangerous character... it may be best if she was left behind when the others found their way out. If they found their way out...

Jupiter Nexus Jupiter smiled when he saw the small chick emerge from the curly hair of the white and lavender filly, and shuffled his way to the front of the group next to her. He had never seen a creature as small as the chick before. It looked at him, and gave him a quizzical "Tweet!" He turned to the filly beside him, who was walking along as carefully as possible to keep from disturbing the chick. "Do you think it has brothers and sisters? I hope they like me as much as this one likes you!" he said, trying his best to imitate the smooth, graceful cantor of the filly without much success. He stumbled on the bumpy dirt road leading to the chicken pen, and gave up trying to be graceful.

The Archivist The Archivist observed as Strife continued to buck away at the brick walls. The exhaustion was apparent, and now was the time for the coup de grace. The wall cracked and collapsed, sending up a billow of dust, revealing a darkened room with a single shaft of light coming down from the ceiling onto a small podium, on which sat a small golden trinket, oddly shaped, and able to fit in one's hoof. "The knowledge you seek is this: We all put up walls to protect us from those who would try to harm us, but those same walls would keep those out who desire to care for us. Bring down the walls, Strife, and allow yourself some vulnerability to those you would trust. Take the object. It will help you on your way." --- Silver Mint They galloped on, into the darkness, where they found Midnight Read, "Midnight! Are you alright?"

When Trixie ran off, Taking our friends with her cart! We must rescue them! You, SirShadowdeath, Must hasten to the rescue! Or no Session 4!

Oh, mighty Trixie! Do you have Weesh and Rosewind? You should set them free! Come, my loyal friends! Let us liberate our pals! Or we may lose them!

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Silver Mint Silver Mint noticed Stardream's hesitation. "Hey, we can't let this Archivist character get to us..." he said softly "Whatever's going on, we're just going to have to stick together. Right now, we need to get regrouped and try to get ourselves out of here." he gave her a reassuring nod, and headed off towards the entryway. "Midnight! Midnight? Can you hear us? Where are you?"

Jupiter "Jynx" Nexus Jupiter did his best to look over the heads of all the foals in front of him. He was one of the smaller foals in the group, and had the misfortune of being in the back of the group. He heard the group moan as the teacher from Ponyville (Ms. Cheerbaby, was it?) announce that there would be homework about the field trip. He didn't mind, after all, homework was just like schoolwork... only you did it at home! Jupiter did his best to try and wiggle his way to the front of the crowd, but the other foals were too tightly packed, listening to Ms. Cheerbaby and one of the Farmers (Jupiter missed her name as well) talking about life on the farm. Several foals raised their hooves to ask questions, but there was only one question on Jupiter's mind. "How many stars are you able to see all the way out here?" he asked enthusiastically. Without thinking, he looked up into the bright-blue daytime sky, half-expecting to see stars twinkling down at him, even with the sun high in the noontime sky. He heard several snickers from nearby foals, and his cheeks turned a darker shade of orange as they flushed in embarrassment. He dug at the earth with his hoof, he had almost forgotten that he didn't know any of the ponies in this class, and none of them really knew how much he enjoyed talking about the night sky and learning about astronomy. He smiled to himself and fought back the embarrassment. So who cared if a couple foals he didn't know thought he was weird? That didn't make him so. Like his father would say: "Many ponies thought our world was flat until it was proved otherwise," so all Jupiter would have to do was prove that he was a normal pony, just like everyone else, and all these new ponies would accept him as a friend! Jupiter's smile grew even bigger at this thought, and in anticipation of the answer to his question. This field trip was going to be excellent!

Yeah, sorry about that. Let's just do a Silver Mint song about life in the theater, then? Fill it with hope and youthful optimism?

Ooooooh!!! 1. Silver Mint's song on trying to make it big in the world of Theatre 2. Musical Theater style, slow start that builds to a "dam-buster" finale, maybe? 3. If you can write it in a key for baritone (preferably in D Major) I'll be more than happy to provide the vocals! If it's too much or too specific, please let me know.

Welcome Back to Silver Mint's Haiku Reviews! Boast Busters Great and Powerful? Trixie, the best performers Don't need a title. Trixie, on whom this episode (and topic) is mostly concerned, is one of my favorite antagonists in the series. It may be that all the other ponies are enraptured with her skill at being "better" at any skill than a specialist pony, even though most of what she does is simply embarrassing any challenger in the theme of the challenge (rather than actually outperforming the challenger.) I find it a great reflection of life in the actual theater, where it's not one's technical know-how of stagecraft that gets one cast in a show, but the ability to make it seem like you're better than the other auditionees. Trixie holds a special place in my heart as the talented performer who eventually gets handed an actual challenge that cannot be solved by the putting down of another. Dragonshy Cowardice and squeaks May be what makes Fluttershy, But she's still hardcore. Not one of my favorite episodes, simply for the fact that NONE of the mane 6 seem to neither notice nor care that Fluttershy is obviously upset about going to confront a dragon. Of the mane 6, AJ seems to be the most in touch when one of her friends is acting strange, but she does nothing to try and console Fluttershy, even when she has to carry her up a mountain on her back. Then, when Fluttershy explains that she's dracophobic, everypony seems surprised. Of course she pony-ups to the dragon and asserts herself well at the end, but it was a very weak payoff to a bit that ran too long. Look Before You Sleep AJ- Big Picture Rarity- The small details Both have the answer Since the first episode, I had wondered how in Equestria the practical, utilitarian Applejack would be friends with the flourished, aggrandizing Rarity. I was happy to see that, in a lot of respects, they don't get along, but both care about Twilight's feelings enough to be cordial (if a little snippy) to each other to make the sleepover work. This isn't an episode I'd hunt down to watch, but if (for example) my niece wants to see it, I'll happily watch it her. Pony Mad-Lib

The Archivist It was all too easy, they were falling apart piece by piece. The guardsmare had gone off on her own, it was time to strike another blow. "Running off from anyone who will speak with you? Eh?" The Archivist asked, "Strange, how one who seeks affection so desperately is so quick to desert those in need..." Two black-brick walls rose up at the ends of the floor-to-ceiling bookcases on either side of Strife, effectively cocooning her with nothing but a single green torch illuminating the shelves of ancient scrolls. "Surprised? Don't be. You've put up so many walls around yourself, I don't see how adding a few more will make any difference!" The Archivist turned its attention to Stardream. This pony was the one that The Archivist held in the highest amount of curiosity. "Didn't see that coming, did you?" The Archivist taunted, "One would think that you'd be able to control your abilities-- oops! Did I say that out loud? Well, I'm sure your friends will understand how much of a freak you are. If I were them, I'd be curious as to why you didn't use these abilities to prevent all of this from happening." The Archivist let out another cruel, bellowing laugh. "I do believe I've overstayed my welcome, but don't worry, I'll be keeping a close eye on you all. 'Ta!" --- Silver Mint The voice resounded into silence. Silver Mint, still shaken from The Archivist's taunts, looked from Stardream to Arcana, the only ones left nearby. "Alright, the guardsmare will look for a way out, in the meantime, I say we stick together, find Midnight, and then see if the guardsmare has found a way out by then. Does that sound good?"

Silver Mint Silver Mint traded a glance with Stardream and looked back at Arcana. "Nothing wrong with that. I'm sorry, you're probably right. This 'Archivist' character is trying to turn us against each other. He'll probably try to separate us..." Silver Mint trailed off as his eyes widened with realization. "No! We left Midnight Read behind!" he cried turning around to face the darkness from which the group came. He was about to run off to save her when he was stopped by a familiar voice. "Oh, yes, the ever-reliable Silver Mint... doing his best to play the hero, both on the stage and off... what are you trying to prove? That you can beat destiny? Your namesake, your heritage, and your mark all decry your two-faced nature." Silver Mint visibly wilted at these words. How had this thing known... but still... it couldn't be true... "We have to go back for her..." he said, his voice void of the heartiness it had before. "...right?"

Hey, any questions are more than welcome! I'd direct you to the character application forum (for both Mane RP and crossover RP's...) and take a look at the "Getting Started" topics, which will let you figure out how to submit a character app and what steps you can take to make it more easily approved! Welcome to the herd, and may your stay be a long and happy one!

The Archivist The unicorn had separated herself far from the others... now was the time... The Archivist created an illusory foal-- a young version of Midnight herself at the end of a long corridor... The trap was set, and the pieces were moving. Midnight read arrived at the end of the hallway, coming face-to-face with the young doppleganger. The small foal gave a wicked smile. "Looks like you're all alone again." it said, its voice no longer the innocent wail it had been before. It disappeared in a flash of light and smoke, leaving Midnight Read all by herself. The Archivist let out a disembodied laugh. "Poor Midnight Read... you just came here looking for a story to write, something to inspire you? These bookshelves contain tens of thousands of scrolls and books, each of which containing dozens of stories, both fiction and non... What is so wrong with you that you can't find something to write? You're all alone here, abandoned by your comrades... with no one but me to watch you wither away..." The Archivist's voice trailed away, leaving Midnight Read in darkness, silence, and stillness. Alone.

Oooh! I'd love a black and white of Silver Mint if possible... You can find a picture and description of him in my signature! --Edit-- Oh noez! My siggy be gone! Pic and profile HERE

Hello! About the Signature, you can add/edit it by going to your "Edit Profile" page. It will be on the list of buttons on the left side of your screen. Don't worry about not finding it, I looked in the "Change Settings" section, too. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask! Oh. And join the RP. Become one of us. --Edit: Armony = Secret Posting ninja.

What's all this I'm hearing about "Decoder Rings," and why have I not received one? I mean, I know I have a degree in cryptology, and that decoding brony messages is something I can do in my head... but I'd still like a decoder ring