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Pretzelparty

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About Pretzelparty

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    Fluffiiscoochiiwuzzlkins
  • Birthday 08/16/1991

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    Maple
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    Somewhere... OUT THERE!
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    Anime,manga, video games, horror movies, comedy, a wide variety of music tastes, Ponies(duh), drawing

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    Bevel Gear
  • Character 2
    Presteza
  • Character 3
    Rubble Rose/Dust N. Debris
  • Character 4
    Chieftain Sigrun

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  1. Would it be okay If I said that they find a cave? I'll be working on a post tongiht
  2. A quick look at both Daze and Zelda made it clear that seeking shelter was the better option. Neither of them looked up to trying to look at the wreckage any further. The trio had their luggage, hopefully they all had something to help keep them all warm once they found something to shield them from biting winds. Truth be told, Fiver wasn't dealing terribly well with the cold either. It was times like this she regretted her larger frame and leaner muscle, warmth was going to be harder to hold on to the further this went. At least Golden Daze wore some things better suited to the weather, Fiver only had a coat. Already, she could feel the warmth slowly draining out of her as she trudged along through the snow with her two new friends. A particularly potent shiver broke fiver's proud and lead her to speak up to golden as they walked, "You said you had some extra clothes? D-do you have a scarf or anything?" Making further up the trail along the slowly dissappearing tracks, Fiver had an idea. She stepped over to a bit of dark grey steel poking up from the rising white snow. She carefully bumped her hoof to the side of it, noting the clang that traveled up her foreleg. "If we keep out hooves close to the tracks we should be able to stay on the trail of them for a while... at least until the snow gets too deep." (Sorry this took a while, please tell me if I missed/forgot anything.)
  3. Sorry to everyone involved. I'm trying to work on posts but i'm having trouble really getting anything on the page. I'll keep trying. Sorry for the inconvenience.

    1. PyroBlaze

      PyroBlaze

      *huggles* no worries, we can wait. 

    2. PrinceBlueblood

      PrinceBlueblood

      It's alright, we're here for ya when you're ready

    3. Ciraxis

      Ciraxis

      You a gift to this site. Don't allow yourself to think otherwise.

  4. Thank you so much. It's been a while so I sorta forgot the name. >_< So if Szalhi isn't coming back. I'll get to work writing something up as soon as I can.
  5. This is sorta embarassing, but could someone link the thread here for me?
  6. I'd be up to trying to continue, I'm not sure I remember who was up next though.
  7. Second album where I store my Original character art.
  8. [Since Switchback hasn't been on for a while, Its okay if we skip them. Try to keep to posting order to a reasonable degree if you all could!] Corva's compliments on the tattoos and the acknowledgement of Toboe's kind words got a playful wink from the bartender. Nice to see Jian still hired some upbeat individuals and not just stone faced gangsters... though he did certainly have a surplus of such folks. Speaking of Jian, he gave her a questioning look as the mare burst in. They'd known eachother long to understand eachother with simple gazes or gestures. In response her eyes wandered to her 'no strong perfumes/colognes' sign in the window. It wasn't like she could cover herself in fancy scents like the mares who would so often fawn over such a tall, dark, and handsome qilin like Da jian-ya. His question about the foreigners made her chuckle, "[I can't make much of a business if I don't have a diverse customer base.] She couldn't but but smile at the curl of those whiskers, "[... and if I ever do have a litter, you'll be the first to know.]" She gave the scruffy looking boss a smirk and would polish the glass she had in hoof while a serpent dragon made his way into the establishment. "Welcome to bar, my serpentine friend. Let me know if you need anything. We got plenty o' warm food, and cold drinks ready for enjoyment." She would leave her greeting at that. It was clear he worked for Jian and she wasn't about to get in the way of business on somepony else's turf. For now their friendly new patron would take some attention. She seemed nice enough as she sat down on the barstool with the rest of Toboe's customers. Bluemoon's remarks about the establishment managed to get a chuckle from the slightly scruffy bartender. Glancing over at the ominous qilin nearby she snickered. It sure would be a weird place for dogs, wouldn't it? Her eyes would say. The mention of squeaky toys gave her pause for a moment. Technically there was a squeaky toy on the premises... but it was for the boss's personal use. Mostly stress relief. Just as she was thinking of what to say about that she was caught off guard by meeting of a hoof to her snout. There was no squeak, but her muzzle did squish. The Barkeep's muzzle scrunched and her eyes narrowed for a moment. Once she pulled back from the boop she noticed a bit of dirt on Bluemoon's hoof. After fishing a tissue from beneath the counter to clean her nose of any debris she would itch her nose for a few seconds, "Since you've only done that once and you're new. That's for free. Any further pokes to this bartender's nose will cost at least five bits." Even after the poke was over the mare continued to rub at her muzzle, just because she'd taken the shape of a pony didn't mean her nose became any less sensitive. With a small smile she bowed her head to Bluemoon, "I hope you've got something to drink in mind, Ma'am."
  9. Someone summoned me! I would be happy to continue The Howler's Den thread. Just bring no attention to the change in Toboe's design and none shall be kicked out/dissappear mysteriously. I Look forward to playign again!
  10. Gonna be trying to do some art again. Gonna redesign a pony of mine who didn't get much attention in the past, but will hopefully be a bit more fun for a change of pace.

     

    1. PrinceBlueblood

      PrinceBlueblood

      I think I can guess who it is!

    2. PyroBlaze

      PyroBlaze

      Looking forward to it!

    3. Ciraxis

      Ciraxis

      Pretzy drawing again.....

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  11. Taira had mostly been sticking to his job on the mill for the past few days and focusing on that. The conversations of the surrounding equine were always fascinating, but he had a job to do for a friend. Today though, he'd been given some time off. His labors had been beneficial to the apple clan in this season, though not so much that he could take much pressure of his gracious host: Applejack. In his younger days he might have been able to keep at it nonstop through the night, but as he was getting on in years he felt he needed a break... and there were even some eager volunteers trying their hoof to push this season forward. How Fortunate! The old yokai's curiosity soon lead him to one of the few ponies here he had not yet gotten to speak to. Princess Luna. It was curious how many royals he was running into on his travels. First Blueblood, Then Celestia, and now Luna! Maybe he was having a run of good luck. It wasn't everyday he got to talk to someone so close to his age. So, with this time off he had been granted he saw fit to approach the princess. Not wanting to appear too obtrusive, he'd taken on his kirin shape once again. It was a good choice for social interactions. For the moment, It seemed that the princess was involved in decidedly one sided staring contest with Applejack. It was clearly a very intense one... had something happened between them? The stories he'd heard made no mention of animosity between the Moon Princess and a heroine of this wondrous land. Green eyes bounced between Luna and Applejack. Taira stuck a hoof out and waved to the princess, leaning into her line of sight. He spoke up with a rather pleasant tone, "Good day, Princess! I'm Taira from the mountains to the far far east, may I ask what brings you to cast your gaze on Miss Applejack this day?"
  12. The kiss with Applejack lingered longer than Yanhua thought it might. At first the qilin's eyes popped open when the lips met, but then shut again once she was more comfortable... as it lingered, Applejack would have felt the qilin growing especially comfy as the kiss channeled at least ten years of romantic frustration into the meeting of the muzzles. Once it was finally over, the qilin stood there with a very dreamy look on her face, Her mind having replaced Applejack with the stallion she'd been so fixated upon in front of her... until he spoke in the drawl and she promptly snapped out of it and cleared her throat. "Um... Thank you, Miss Applejack. This has proved a most um enlightening experience." She hurriedly exhaled a few motes of green flame that seemed to pick up the bushels of apples, "Perhaps before I get home I can speak to you about something that has been lingering on my mind since I saw your farm. But for now I'll take my leave. Farewell." With all that had happened in the rock climbing competition, the last thing that Yanhua wanted was to push her way through another awkward atmosphere. As she approached both Lian and Feng she was... a little curious about how Feng may have taken it. The petty side in her made her hope he felt at least a twinge of jealousy like she felt earlier. If he felt just the smallest bit annoyed maybe there was hope for her. Then he spoke. His words weren't the usual oblivious arrows in her side this time. At first she had rush of elation when he openly said that she looked cute... but the further meaning behind his words dawned on her. Frustration was boiling over already. Yanhua took a deep breath and again exhaled those ribbons of smoke as Feng's eternal obliviousness got her dander up. "You know, Feng. I think I will need help carrying these." She non-chalantly added the weight of her bushels onto the stallion's load before walking over to Prince Lian, "My lord, I believe you are up next in line. Do try not to break a filly's heart, will you?" She glanced back at the bow wearing filly and then took a seat by Feng as he got used to this newly added weight on his back.
  13. The memory of the Rock climbing event brought a shaky smile to the qilin's lips. Internally, .He was thankful that despite her mishap none had noticed how much she'd changed under duress. Perhaps the distance between the wall and spectator's stands was a blessing in disguise. It was probably awkward for quite a few when she didn't show up to accept the award until later in the day when she was in less of a panic. "To be honest, I think I handled the cupcake eating contest better... and it made less of a mess of my coat." A small chuckle escaped her at the memory, " Making that whirl of fire was much more fun... and the cupcakes were delicious." While Applejack perused the apples in stock, Yanhua was noticing something very familiar about this orchard. It reminded her of something from a very long time ago. It was hard to place at first but eventually she realized it was the scent of apples combined with this strange clan of characters running it. It brought to mind a family of qilin in the high mountain regions of Long Guo. She skimmed the deep trenches of her mind to try and recall the name but was interrupted as Applejack spoke up with another question about her selections: this time about the Quantity. "I think two will suffice. I'm hoping to make something special for the kitchen staff back home." A bushel was a lot of apples after all... If they were especially good, Yanhua might be tempted to snack on more than a few on the way to their next destination. Fishing the bits from her saddlebag and onto the counter she smiled, "Ten bits as agreed... As for the kiss. You'll have to forgive me I haven't kissed anypony in a very long time." At least not on the lips, She'd not done so in... What was it, a hundred years? Where does the time go? "I'm afraid I might be a bit rusty." She said with a small chuckle.
  14. When greeted and asked her name, Yanhua initially responded with a polite little bow of her head. There was still a tinge of jealousy lingering in her soul that she simply couldn't shake, but she buried it down in order to give a polite introduction. "It is good to meet you, Miss Applejack. I am Yanhua, a chef from Long Guo." She brought her head back up with that smile still keep her eyes shut to slivers, "A better question would be what aren't I baking. I had planned to work on a bit of everything while I had to opportunity to work with Equestrian Apples. The one's I'm used to in Long Guo are a bit different and as a culinarian I hope to experiment and learn further." As she talked she tried to keep her mind away from the thoughts of moments previous before, eventually realizing just where she'd seen the orange pony before. "I recall your performances in the Iron pony competition. I understand why you are one of Equestria's heroes." Hanabi hadn't gotten involved in too many of the Iron pony events. The only ones she had she had actually won to her surprise. Well, the only ones that really surprised her was her conquest of the climbing wall, There was little chance she was going to end up losing an eating competition. Her stomach had been what originally led her to long guo after all.
  15. "Well, Your empress." Began the qilin shaped creature, "What I hope to gain is freedom from guilt. I have served the palace for quite some time and have managed to keep my nature concealed from most. As a favor to me, Prince Lian has not told anyone about me." A while ago when the prince was done with rather nasty summer cold, Yanhua had brought him some soup to help him heal. She ended up catching his cold and having to hide away for a time until he came around to try and help her heal... and the rest was history. A history that the empress might not be privy to. As the empress listened, Yanhua couldn't help but notice that stiff upper lip of hers. How nearly unchanging her expression was as she worked to not show any hint of weakness. The only reason the chef noticed was because of how much harder the empress seemed to be trying to keep it up. That, and even while she worked to keep her emotions in check, Yanhua could sense unease in a room well. She could practically smell it. "You don't need to steel your heart, Empress. I'm not like that spirit from the stories that steals your face the moment you furrow a brow..." Yanhua cleared her throat, "... Also you don't have to shower me in compliments. I had enough that sort of thing in the kitchen and when I used to guard ricefields. I must admit it is oddly fun to hear you doing it to me for once." She gave a soft chuckled before opening up her eyes for the empress, revealing the vibrant green eyes with slitted catlike pupils. "I have been 'constraining' myself as you put it because there is someone very close to my heart is in your employ. He in fact inspired me to start up the restaurant in the capital that lead me to this new occupation."
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