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"I'm just not stupid. I'm not the type to just buy into hype easily." Ok, not buying into hype was smart. Ignition would admit that just as quickly as anyone. Just so long as she managed to get featherface to come along for the fly, that was fine with her. Gilda seemed like she needed reminding that not all pegasi were weak-willed, dorky sociophiles anyhow, and after a hard day's stagework, she could use a hard night of loud music, stinging air, mosh pits, bruises and brutish behavior. Unter-grund, a precise if not-too-imaginative name, was one of her favourite hangouts of all time, ever, in her whole life, in all of Equestria, and Luna could go suck on the moon if she wasn't going to drag a new friend down to it. Still, the dimmed lights of a mostly-sleeping Germaney lay below, reducing visibility a bit. A little harder to see, but she knew where she was going. There was the urge to ask Gilda how good her night-vision was... but then she realized that it was kinda stupid. What was the use asking someone how good their ability to see in the dark was when they had no way of comparing to eachother? Instead, Ignition just swooped a little closer to Gilda, pointing towards a somewhat squalid, squat, brick-and-mortar sort of buliding. Flecked paint attempted to hide the structure's moderately marred modesty. "There's the spot! I hope you didn't have your hopes up for a pretty little pony-prance, that place is way uglier on the inside. C'mon, I'll show you in. Oh, uh, don't talk in earshot of the bouncers if you don't know Germane, though. They don't like 'tourists'." And, with that warning dropped, Ignition circled the building a few times, then decided to just land on top of it for a moment, stretching her wings. A shake of her mane, putting it back in place a bit better, and a quick stretch of her legs had Ignition ready to go. "Unless you wanna take five before heading in, instead. That's cool too."
"I'm telling you, it was huge! He must've escaped from Tartarus or something, all stone and rock" "You hit your head rather hard, you know. Are you entirely certain that you did, in fact, see such an unlikely creature? You may yet have been under some delusion due to blunt force trauma." "It was a huge rock... Thing, alright!? Like a bunch of slabs of boulder wrapped around a, uh, an ape or a minotaur king or something!" "If you're not going to cease your indefatigable yammering, at least mind your limbs, you feckless featherhead, before you injure yourself any further. You're not even supposed to be out of the hospital, much less cavorting about in public like this." The scene : an outdoors restaurant in Ponyville, one well in open air and easily accessed or overheard by any passing mare, stallion, or other such character that might happen upon it. A pleasant enough weekday for a bit of shopping about the market, picking up something at the grocers, or whatever one might decide to while away the daylight with. It was the happenings of two misfits that seemed to be louder than most, though - a rather bandaged-up red pegasus ranting at a somewhat dirty-looking coal-coated pony. Ignition, in all her battered pride, under the escort of Mirthbane, who felt as though his time might be better spent elsewhere. It had been an eventful sort of fright, of course. Two nights before, some had heard a thunderous roaring in the Everfree, the dusk air split with thunder and shaking of the earth in spite of a lack of lightning. The lone witness of the events, a pony with a bandage about her cranium, three breaks in her left wing, and both back legs sprained. But, in spite of her injuries, the punkrock mare hadn't kept herself shut up, instead deciding to take to the streets and spout her story to any and every individual who might have the ears to listen to it. Not that such happened to be the doctor's orders, but nevertheless there she was, gesticulating somewhat wildly over a half-eaten rye sandwich. There was more to the story, of course. A pegasus lost beneath the unforgiving boughs of a thicket of Everfree woods, a misguided meeting with a rather vicious brambleworm, a close brush with an ill-fated end, cut short by a great and unexpected rock monstrosity. But, as incredible as the event had been and as best as she'd tried to escape unscathed, Ignition had taken a rather sound thrashing, one that left her to be found in serious disrepair by one of the Everfree's more cantankerous dwellers. An unlikely rescue while the monstrosities fought eachother, much to the disruption of the surrounding forest, and that had been the end of the encounter. But only one of them had been proper witness to the creatures in question, and she'd barely escaped intact. The rescuer - or more accurately, the pony who'd managed to find her quickly enough to get her to safety - hadn't seen much of anything. "Oh, get plucked, you smelly old grouch. Those softwings in the hospital were just over-reacting, I don't need to coop up in some soapy nest for days on end." "You're only two years younger than I am, you know. But, if you truly wish to aggress your alleged concussion, far be it for me to stop you." However, squak and carry on as she might, Ignition was leaving out a lot of the story - Mirthbane was already familiar with it, after all, he didn't need or want to hear it again. Other inquiring minds, however, might be met with a more succinct retelling. After all, it was not every day that such a scene embedded itself in Ponyville.
Aposemati detested much of anything that kept her in one spot. As a gryphon, or rather, as the kind of gryphon she was, Aposemati was very animated. Always on the move, always wanting to see something new. So when terrible weather conditions were forecast for an entire week before she had planned to leave Manehattan and onto her next adventure, she wasn't very happy. Lightning and thunder consummated their love high above, the aftermath pounding the earth below with a significantly heavy rain. Water and wetness as far as the eye could see, and as a gryphon, she could see it pretty far away. The white-suited gryphon sullenly stalked the streets of Avenue D, coming from the deli, arms laden with bags of food and her head turned sideways to keep the umbrella upright in her beak. To be honest, she wouldn't even have chosen Manehattan as a place to go, despite it playing host to a number of different kinds of folk than just ponies. It was the pursuit of her heritage that had brought her here. Dyne's leftover mementos from days past suggested she had lived in Manehattan at some point as an adolescent dragon. It was literally one of the few tangents Aposemati had to follow with no other information, and as always, she remained curious about her family. So it was no surprise to her mother then, that she had packed up and flew out a day after finding out from Dyne that maybe her birthplace had something to do with this concrete jungle. It took her about twenty minutes to get into her apartment, set everything aside and take a small rest before deciding to do something for the rest of her evening that wasn't looking over old magazines or listening to the radio until she fell asleep.
The following three nominees are for Best Pegasus OC. For your consideration... Halide's OC, Ignition- A fiery mare with a zest for life. She stands out amongst the crowd with her striking attitude and look, and her mischievous streak is something that will always be difficult to get rid of. She isn’t one to be messed around – but her incredible talent on the mic is sure to captivate you and win you over! Crescent Blaze's OC, Crescent Blaze- Captain of the AeroBlades, this stallion is definitely an astounding flier. He’s tough and not afraid of combat, so don’t think he’s somepony to mess with. He stands firm in his opinions and is a good friend. His aerial skill and speed almost matches his dapper appearance; his looks alone may draw you towards him! Crimson Nova's OC, Satin Ribbon- A quirky pony who can whip up an accessory in minutes and she’s unique with many traits. She may just be a designer but she’s no pushover, never afraid to speak her mind! She may look delicate and demure but this pegasus is anything but shy, and she’s certain to capture your interest with her flight skills that swept even the captain of the AeroBlades off his hooves! There is a both a link to a log as well as the application for every character. Who is the best Pegasus OC of them all?