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  1. It was a nice warm sunny day in Ponyville, just like most of their days, the sun beating down in a gentle golden beam across the wide streets of the quaint town, ponies wandering back and forth, attending to their businesses or their general needs, the food places filling their outside seating on a day like today, while many establishments had their doors open to let the cool air through their buildings. One such building was a rather large one, a combination of a quaint home, with a bookstore bolted onto the front, what made this special however was the stock; filled with first and only editions of some of the rarest and oldest tomes in Equestria and from beyond its borders, one could easily get lost between the shelves of the impressive range, no labels on the shelving units, but it was all organised in a way that only the store owner seemed to know about. On the topic of the owner, he was stood behind the tall oak counter in the store, wearing a rather nice pinstripe suit jacket on his grey body, his mane short and cut in a formal way that may have been trendy a few years back, on his front left hoof was a rather fancy and most likely expensive watch, and what was even stranger about him was his age, looking like a moderately young stallion, not the sort to run such a large store on something that would look at home in a grandparent's attic, and yet here he was, hard at work as always, the ever peculiar Coltson, so happy to be living with so little risk in his life.
  2. Granola Gracie faced a lot of fierce competition. Every time she set up shop at the Ponyville Marketplace, the so-called 'flower mares' always cornered the market on pretty-looking flowers. It forced Granola to cater to more interesting means of plant-selling gestures. Her cart of goods would have a few flowers on them, the usual roses, a few bundles of tulips, and the ever-so-inviting towering sunflowers. But she also featured more exotic options like cacti from Appleloosa, snowvines from the mountain tops in Yakyakistan, and a well-matured venus flytrap that seemed to take the center stage. She might not have the heavy hitters, but if you needed something strange that grew from the ground, chances were Granola Gracie was your mare. She didn't attempt to sell things in the market every day. Most days, she investigated new plants and researched on better methods of cultivating them. She had contracts and deals with many farmers in the area in order to help their plant growth, cooperative weather from the pegasi notwithstanding. Unfortunately, she felt that the art of plant-rearing wasn't as interesting to the next generation of ponies as she thought it should be. Maybe some day she would have the opportunity to impart her wisdom to students eager to learn about all things botany. With many ponies passing her cart, she started trying to make small talk to strangers that passed by. "Need any special fertilizer for your cabbages? I got it! Tired of the same countertop flowers? I have just what you need! If you don't see it, I probably have it somewhere in my shack. Don't be afraid to ask questions." Granola spotted a yellow unicorn within an earshot of her table. "Hey you, you lookin' for some companionship in a seedling today?"
  3. He got off the train in Ponyville, carrying only his saddlebag. Many ponies continued giving him a few strange looks. Some were rude, but most were just curious. He had gotten used to it by now. Before he left, they had told him he might not be accepted at first, but given the chance, most ponies in Equestria are inviting and friendly. It was a good thing he was considered an expert at making friends by everyone he knew well. Were zebras really that rare? Zareb thought. He made his way towards Ponyville proper and out of the humble landscape, could see the star of the castle spearing into the sky. It towered over everything, including the town hall. Zareb looked at his paper instructions and made steps to what he presumed was Twilight's Castle. Would he see the Princess today? He hoped so, but he also knew that Equestria had changed in a good way, and many of the Princess' tasks forced her to Canterlot where Equestria was ruled from. Maybe one day he would visit there, too. He approached the castle from it's grassy front yard and looked up at it. "Ngome kubwa," he muttered to himself, basking in the glory that was the crystalline fortress. He saw what looked like the school in the corner of his eye, adorning it's famous waterfall collection. He wondered why he was asked to come here first. Outside the castle, there were no guards. So he walked up the steps at opened the big front door himself. He peeked inside. "Hello?"
  4. The rooster crows at the first light. As the sun peeks over the horizon, settled fog is exposed in the valleys of the apple orchard giving it the nonverbal command to quickly disperse. Conditions were perfect. It was a relatively beautiful day with a chilly breeze to remind all living creatures of the coming holiday seasons, the first of which was to be a Ponyville tradition known by ponies far and wide. It was cider season at Sweet Apple Acres! Along the road back to Ponyville from the farm were rows and rows of tents where ponies camped last night in an attempt to try and beat the crowds. The famous cider had created an insane demand for its taste, but the Apple family way of doing things would only yield so much cider for so many ponies to drink. Applejack would always assure everypony that there would be enough cider for all as long as ponies were willing to not take shortcuts and wait for the process of making the best cider in Equestria. And even though she would always be faced with criticism of short supply, she would be right all along and in time everyone would eventually go home happy and Applejack would be able to take a few barrels of cider for her family and herself for the next few weeks. The season wouldn't officially start for another hour or so, but even so several ponies were getting restless in their cooperative lines waiting behind the great cider counter set up at where the farm paths meet the road. The counter was adorned with all the spigots and tools needed to uncork new barrels and squeeze the apple nectar into wooden tankards, which were clean ready for their first pour. Applejack allowed ponies to bring their own vessels for the cider, but if not, she had a rotation of clean mugs ready for every customer that needed them. The sign above told everything everycreature probably already knew. 'Two bits for a cup, limit one per pony per day.' "Apple Bloom, could you bring over that spare pump, I think this one might quit on us at some point." Applejack yelled lovingly to her little sister as the orange mare looked over her counter for problems to minimize. To Applejack this was like any other day, it just had the higher volume of customers and slightly more tourism. Ever since the debacle from Flim and Flam trying to put the farm out of business, a healthy coating of sympathy and appreciation covered the cider season operation, with some ponies offering their help on the back end to make more cider and clean equipment involved in the process. Of course, Applejack was more than willing to pay a fair wage to the ones who earned it. She stepped out onto the road and looked down it, seeing the long line of ponies getting excited for their cider breakfast. The low sun reflected off the luster of the Ponyville road. "Howdy! How ya'll doing this morning? You guys ready for cider season to start?" Cider season wouldn't start for several minutes, but it was still nice to have a little moment to make small talk with the colorful ponies of Ponyville to help them manage their expectations and to gauge how impatient the crowd might become this year.
  5. The wagon had rolled into Ponyville the night before, finding an empty spot between the town proper and the nearby 'School of Friendship' that was far enough away as to not bother either town or school, but close enough to be easily located by either with little effort required. At first it had simply appeared to be a traveler who had stopped for the night and likely would have taken off again once the sun had risen, but the coming of sunlight proved this assumption wrong. The carefully painted blue and black wagon stripped wagon had been joined by three tents, the trio black and blue stripped in a vertical manner rather then a horizontal one like the wagon was, each positioned to form a corner of a triangle with each tent's entrance facing inwards. The flaps for the tents were closed, preventing their insides from being seen. Beside each tent's entrance was a sign to be read from what was clearly the center of the triangle between the tents rather then from the road nearby, but there was a forth sign planted and pointed towards the road so that those passing by would be able to read it easily. Dr. Kabra'za's Traveling Tents of Terrific Terrors and Terrible Truths. Open to those willing to learn who they truly are. Potions and Remedies at request. Curses require a story of context before being offered. Overlooking the trio of tents, part of the wagon had been pulled out in order to create a temporary veranda to cast a small area next to the wagon in shadow and protect the area from the rising sun. Seated comfortably in said shadows in a old looking rocketing chair sat a zebra wearing a top hat that seemed to be decorated by something, with only those of keen eyesight or who came closer seeing what dangling from the black fabric; A wide variety of bird skulls, softly shifting and making hallow clinking noises like a portable morbid wind chime. With sharp eyes, he kept watch over those traveling passed, curious to see whom or what would stop by in order to visit Dr.Kabra'za and see what he had to offer them.
  6. It had been a rather long day for Candy Cane - one of the longest he'd had in a very long time. Now, that wasn't necessarily bad, since Candy was used to having days where everything went wrong, but it certainly got old having to get through it on his own all the time. Where did he start. . ? Well, things had started out simply enough that day. The stallion had taken refuge under a few trees the previous night, getting his cart all set up and falling asleep while he read up on the different types of pastries one could make with apples. The apples he'd picked up last Fall had been more than enough to make dozens upon dozens of pies, but that hadn't been enough for Cane. He wanted to do more - create things that everyone liked. Needless to say, he'd woken up groggy and irritable, as he hadn't gotten enough sleep. It had rained that night as well, and a small hole in the tarp covering the cart had let in a stream of water, which had ruined the powdered sugar supply he kept on the cart floor. That had been bad, but Cane had been determined to power through it. It was only the beginning of the day. What else could've gone wrong? A lot, apparently. Well, Candy had started out fine, simply walking down a nearby path as he tried to find a place where he could pick up raw sugar. Along the way, he'd come across a rather steep incline, which had resulted in a good amount of his apples becoming unsecured and rolling out of the back. Candy had spent a few hours picking them up and cleaning them in a nearby stream - only to have a basket of them get swept away when the current increased. The rain had made the stream rough. . . Well, Candy had maintained a smile anyway. It was just a few silly apples. He could handle that! Things only got worse as the day went on. It continued to rain once more during the afternoon, leading to Candy having to spend several hour in his cart while he waited for the storm to pass. It became obvious that it was only worsening as the hour ticked by, though, so he'd gritted his teeth and decided to try and make it to town, despite the worsening storm. It was cold and miserable, but he wasn't going to sit there complaining. This was to be expected, wasn't it? The trail had gotten all muddy as well, slowing him to a crawl too. . . Well, maybe that was something he could get upset about. As of now, he was currently coming up on town - was it Ponyville again, or some other place? Candy didn't know - and didn't quite care, either. He just needed to find a place to stay. . . The confectioner looked like a mess: his coat was soaked, and his pink hair drooped, his bangs covering his eyes a bit. Mud clung to his lower half as well, and his steps were rather slow, despite the ground evening out. The cart, on the other hand. . . Wasn't looking too good. The wheels wobbled a little, and the tarp itself had partially collapsed. Candy scowled, giving it a firm tug. "Come on, you lousy. . ." he murmured, glancing back at it. Oh, all of his books were probably suffering. . . Candy turned back towards the path in front of him, powering on. Eventually he got within the town's borders, sighing in relief. Now, all he had to do was find a. . . "Inn!" he exclaimed, spotting a building in the distance. The candy pony continued on, not paying much attention to his cart, which was looking like it would collapse at any moment. . . Candy hoped he had the bits to be able to pay for a night or two inside. That, and some food. Candy was starving, and could go for something hot to eat!
  7. It was a sunny day in Ponyville. Only a few clouds left over from the morning weather pony could be seen, not so much as in imperfection but possibly an intentional flaw to give Ponyville that quaint charm it was so good at showing. It was the normal midday hustle and bustle in the marketplace and from a distance the occasional shopkeeper's bells could be heard ringing their invitation for customers to browse wares and goods of all kinds. But on the outskirts of Ponyville where the grass grew longer and the hills began to roll, it was much more peaceful. So peaceful, that the flapping of a pair of butterfly wings against the soft breeze created the ambiance for what would otherwise have been considered an ideal place of meditation. A pony seeking relaxation could trot themselves to this spot and be able to sort out their thoughts and their dreams with comfort of interference. But of course, that was not the plan for today. Instead this grassy hoofhill would be introduced to a pair of wings with a very young mind controlling them. An orange pegasus pony flying only a couple pony heights off the ground was fluttering inconsistently towards the crest of the hill. The colt was not flying very fast, but the excited sounds from his mouth made the noise of what it might sound like had he been flying at breakneck speeds. The foal slowed to a hover and after a few seconds of wobbling himself down to an even-hoofed landing, he struck the ground with the force of a small jumping fall. After a short wince, he looked back from where he came and yelled excitedly to his mother who was following close behind. "Did you see? I was flying fast! Faster than you!" Zap Apple had spent ample time with his mother Applejack on the apple farm, where he learned all about the apple trade and the farmer pony family values. He learned how to toughen his skin and how to deal with animals. The small amount of time he spent in the Everfree was experienced alongside Applejack who was always there to protect him, but to also remind him of the dangers that lurked where few ponies canter. And Zap had spent time with his other mother Rainbow Dash, but he had only just started to really learn how to fly. A couple weeks ago, he was able to take to the sky without any help from his mother for about five seconds. It was a big win in his eyes and made him feel motivated to fly higher and longer. But so far, his flight was still limited to the strength of his wings, which was only showing the beginning signs of being able to deal with more enduring flight challenges. Zap Apple had dreams of being able to fly above the clouds and do stunts and tricks like his mother Rainbow Dash did for the Wonderbolts. And he was so sure of himself that he would join her in wearing that blue suit even though he had no concept of what that meant. This grassy hill had become a usual spot for Rainbow Dash to show Zap the beginnings of pegasus mobility, and since they arrived for today, Zap was eager to get started with what he wanted to do, as if it was up to him. "We're here, now you can show me how to do tricks. I wanna do a big trick!" He fluttered in place, his wings buzzing violently, before his wings gave up and he landed back on his hooves.
  8. Liviel sat on the top of a hill nearby Ponyville, meditating in preparation for the little class she would be teaching soon. She liked teaching others, actually. It was nice to pass on her knowledge and skills to help others. It made her consider settling down somewhere, to have a more consistent group of students. The diamond dog eventually got up, heading towards the field she had set up in. It was a nice day, so she was going to have this class outside, to enjoy the nature around her while she taught others about the Harmonious Path and perhaps some self-defense techniques. Either way, the dog set her naginata down against a tree for now, sitting down on a blanket that had been set out as she awaited the arrival of the class for the day. In the meantime, she went back to meditating and enjoying the sounds of nature.
  9. Roleplay Type: WoE Cast Name: First Base Sex: Male Age: Young Stallion Species: Earth Pony Eye colour: Dark Teal Coat: Orange Mane/Tail: Dark Teal Physique: Average athletic Residence: Ponyville Occupation: Student at the School of Friendship Cutie Mark: A baseball bat and a baseball Unique Traits: First Base is gifted with good hoof-eye coordination, especially when it pertains to playing sports. First Base has become infatuated with a new sport new to ponies in which you hit a ball with a stick and run around bases to score points. He is really good at starting new projects. He has good ideas and knows how to execute them. Because of how forward thinking he is, he is often one step ahead of others in conversation. As he grew up, his talent has allowed him to have confidence to talk to others, more than average ponies. He is socially attractive. History: First Base grew up in Ponyville and was classmates with the Cutie Mark Crusaders. He was often a follower in the class, echoing the majority rule in the circle of friends. He got his cutie mark one day when teasing a friend. They were playing a friendly game of keep-away. When the ball was thrown towards him, he picked up a tree branch and hit the ball far into the other direction. The friend attempting to get the ball was so playfully furious that he started chasing after him. First Base ran as fast as he could and without looking tripped over a sandbag. His leg was hurt but when he inspected his sprain, he noticed his cutie mark had appeared. When he finished foal academy, his parents decided he should attend the School of Friendship. There, he would attempt to excel at sports and apply himself for the hoofball teams and other athletic activities. He does not have a fillyfriend, but feels he could get one at any time because of his confidence. Character Personality: First Base is an excellent pony to meet on first impression. He is quick to please and has an infectious attitude. He motivates others when he is trying to help them to succeed. When given a task, even one that is non-sport related, he has a knack for getting a good start on what needs to be done. However, he has a hard time finishing things. Where he lacks mostly is long-term motivation and discipline. He can concentrate on a single task for only so long before he loses productivity, loses interest, and attempts to jump start another new venture to his musing. His fleeting attitude in the end game of certain tasks can sometimes be off-putting to others trying to finish what he started. He is very firm in his initial decisions, but can sometimes be fickle in his future contemplation. He has horrible follow-through and is sometimes hard to rely on for projects that last longer than a few days. Character Summary: First Base is a young stallion trying to learn about friendship as he continues to age in the town he was born in. He is easy to make friends with, but is not very good at keeping those friends. He is average intelligence but makes up for his basic mentality with strong determination and motivation that can infect others around him. He can gallop a quick 40 meter dash, but has never completed a running of the leaves. He is attractive for his age, but does not often hold a deep, meaningful conversation very well. Foal Young Stallion, student at Frienship School Full grown stallion
  10. "Author willing to pay for interviews - no qualifications required, anypony welcome. Inquire at the old cabin in Whitetail Woods." With the flyers put up around Ponyville, all that was left was for Carrot Curls to return home and wait for somepony to bite. Her newest book is sure to sell well - but first she needs data on magic in the life of the average pony, and where better to get it than good ol' rural Ponyville. She made her way through the nearby familiar woods, and it wasn't long until she spotted the old cabin she'd inherited from her mother. Yikes. She hadn't been home in years, and it showed. Vines crawled up the outside walls, and some of the roof shingles had fallen off - probably from nearby storms. Still, it was largely intact, and the key in her hat still worked just fine. Thankfully, no one saw fit to burglarize anything - not that there was much to steal here. A few quick spells later, and the place would look fit to live in again. As is, it was dark, dusty, and stuffy in here - not ideal interview environment. As she set to cleaning up, Carrot Curls got to thinking. It'd basically just been her and Presto on the road for the last few decades. She hasn't held more conversation than buying goods and services from any other pony in weeks. In fact, if you don't count work-related conversation, she can't remember the last time she just talked with someone. Sure, she's been productive, and royalties from her books have supported her wandering lifestyle, but they didn't guarantee her anyone to talk to on the way. In fact, as pulled open some blinds and cleaned some windows, she thought about how she kind of hasn't really made any long lasting friends for her entire life. She's already a full-grown mare, and she's not getting any younger. Maybe... maybe she should settle down? She's back home, and she could make the place downright comfortable if she set to it. Maybe she's done enough travelling, and she should actually make some friends... Thoughts for later. Surely someone would come knocking any minute now. After all, who wouldn't want free bits? ... Granted, you'd have to wander into the woods and enter a lonely, decrepit cabin on the trust of a flyer, but still! Free bits! Carrot Curls sat herself down at the table, content. She set aside some ink and parchment for notetaking. There were plenty of seats for interviewees, just in case more than one showed up at a time. Light and fresh air breezed through the open windows. The place looked livable again, if a little old. She'd even fixed up some juice, chilled to perfection (magically, of course). Now it was just a matter of time.
  11. Sunset Shimmer could hardly believe when her friend, Twilight Sparkle, asked her to come on board as a guest teacher at the Ponyville School of Friendship. Sunset... a TEACHER? How absurd!!! The Equestrian girl hadn’t even graduated from high school yet! How was she supposed to juggle her studies and friendships in the Mirror World with mentoring responsibilities back in Equestria? Was Sunset actually worthy enough to be entrusted with nurturing the next generation of friendships? Yet Twilight had a plan. She always had a plan. All Miss Shimmer would have to do was convince the necessary authorities to let her leave school early each Tuesday and Thursday to do student tutoring at the (newly EEA-accredited) School of Friendship, alongside the winner of the last Fall Formal. Twi would then take care of everything else! Although Sunset Shimmer still had doubts, as far as the Princess of Friendship was concerned, the fiery unicorn had proven her worth as a friend and mentor many times over in the Mirror World. In particular, the lavender alicorn believed that Sunset’s unusual background as a villainess-turned-heroine gave her a unique perspective on Friendship matters that most of the other professors lacked. Nopony else had the qualifications to provide lessons in empathy and understanding the nature of lost souls like Miss Shimmer. Needless to say, Twi won Sunset over to her idea using the alicorn's powers of logical and emotional persuasion. And thus, come the new school year, the students of the School of Friendship found a new twice-per-week afternoon course added to the curriculum; “Defense Against Dark Hearts”, taught by Guest Professor Sunset Shimmer. The other teachers also discovered that a familiar magical mirror — once stored in the Friendship Castle — had been relocated to the Teachers’ Lounge. All so that one guest instructor can more easily reach her classroom on schedule. ---------- The hour is coming soon when the Students of Friendship will meet their new Defense Against Dark Hearts professor. Defense Against Dark Hearts classes is take place in the classroom once used by Counselor Glimmer for her lectures. Not much has changed about this lecture hall, although youths with keen memories will note the room’s walls have now taken a reddish hue instead of blue as prior. Two new posters have also been mounted on each side of the chalkboard; one depicts a phoenix burning bright in the sky, the other shows a sparkly “Embrace the Magic!” slogan superimposed onto an idyllic wilderness. One minute until class is scheduled to begin! The professor has not appeared yet, allowing time for punctual students to briefly gossip amongst themselves... or for the more tardy youths to get to the classroom on time.....
  12. ". . . Although I’ve got tears in my eyes And I see rain clouds in the sky I can’t deny the light inside Because I’m not saying goodbye" 🎵 .....And that was a wrap for this experimental vocal run-through. As the dawn-like radiance emanating from Sunset Shimmer subsided, she felt confident that her latest melody concept would be liked by her pals in the Rainbooms, and would become the next tune in their repertoire! A quite, heartfelt piece would be a nice change of pace from their usual high-energy rock songs. Besides, this tune would also commemorate the inevitable day when the Rainbooms were destined to go their separate ways in life — which thanks to the structure of society Over There, was approaching all too soon. But that’s a post-graduation crisis for another day. It was the end of the school day at the School of Friendship, and Defense Against Dark Hearts had wrapped up about 30 minutes prior. With no creature around roaming the nearby halls, Sunset Shimmer often used this time to practice her vocal cords without expectation of being eavesdropped on by anybody. There was just something magical about the act of singing... and frequently in her case, quite literally so. That light Sunset just radiated a moment ago for example; that was very much a recent onset. Although her first study into the relationship between music and magic ended in an inconclusive bust, she had found time here and there to do some digging in this world. As it turned out, there IS a documented case in Equestria of a currently-active pop singer capable of involuntarily-triggered musical magic. Granted, it was just a single cutie mark lighting up, but it also meant that the magic that affected the Rainbooms wasn’t just some freak accident either. For that matter, a pony lighting up as if they were the Sun itself was not a sight new to Sunset. Indeed, the unicorn mare witnessed Princess Celestia herself emitting a shine on par with sunlight on a few occasions, although the alicorn was able to control whatever powers were at work there, which didn’t seem to come from the same arcane wellspring as the unicorn spellcasting Sunset was intimately familiar with. Some other force was clearly at play. Still, without any explanation for what was going on with her, Miss Shimmer thought it best to keep this latest “power” under wraps for the time being. In the meantime, the mare proceeded to move towards her desk, intending to scribble some notes onto a paper containing her song lyrics.....
  13. Vitamin-rich mix of leafy greens? Check. Generous helping of almonds? Check. Tasty drizzlings of seasoned rice vinegar and sesame oil? Check. Princess Bluebelle had to acknowledge the due diligence of her predecessor; Twilight had certainly ensured that her school would not run afoul of the cliched “school cafe” food. All students and faculty ate from the same menu, and quite a good menu it was too. Not extensive, but selective. Simple, nutritious, delicious, all from fresh ingredients, likely grown in this town where possible. *I could get used to these accomodations.* She thought to herself, which was a good thing, considering her commitment as the new Headmare. One thing still remained, though, and that was to get to know the other teachers at this school. Twilight she knew of old from Canterlot, though not so well until recent years. But Starlight Glimmer she only knew by hearsay, and Sunset Shimmer barely by reminisce. *I’m not too well acquainted with the other Elements of Harmony either, if it comes to that.* Well, no time like the present to make up for that! She’d given everyone an extra-long lunch break, students and staff alike, for the express purpose of them all getting to know each other, new arrivals especially. And as a new arrival herself, Bluebelle had a feeling that the other teachers would want to get to know her as well as she wanted to know them. And what better way to do that than over a meal?
  14. Well, this had been an entirely uneventful day so far. Angel was lounging on a cloud over Ponyville, watching the residents go about their day. Things had been quiet for the mare recently, and while she did enjoy this town, it could get a bit boring at times. Ah well, that was part of reason she loved this town. Nice and peaceful most of the time, gives a good contrast to her adventuring. She was wearing the armor, but the blades were retracted for now and her chain was wrapped around her hoof. The pegasus zony rolled over onto her back, watching the sky for a bit and settling in for a bit of a nap unless something happened around here.
  15. Jasper the Dragon The morning had been surprisingly quiet. The only real noise was the birds in the trees singing. Though that wouldn't last long... a now-slightly-more-familiar dragon walked through the streets to the park, a guitar case slung over his sholdier and a large square case on his claws, with a satchel slung across his sholdier. He made his way to under a tree and unslung the satchel and guitar, setting them and the case down on the grass. He opened the satchel and took a large cable from it, opening the case to reveal a suprisingly nice and well-cared-for Fetlock Pegacaster in a shade that matched his darker scales. he carefully plugging the cable into the bottom of the guitar and opened the large case to reveal a portable amp, which he plugged the other end of the cable into, flipping hte switches on the top, setting the volume to a surprisingly low 4/20 as he slipped the guitar around his sholdiers and sat down with his head very close to the amp, plucking a single string, then adjusting the tention, taking care to make sure all the strings were properly tuned Once it was tuned, he turned the speaker away from him and cranked it to 20 and hit a power chord The large flock of birds taking to the air from all around could be seen from across the town, and everyone in the park turned towards the dragon in the band shirt as he began to play, and sing, though the vocals were more than a little lost among the guitar... You're on your own! Such a d--- shame ,I'd have to break it to you! You're all alone! You oughta just stay quiet, You can't do that can you? Parading like you own the place But give it time we'll all forget your face! You're on your own! Such a d--- shame, No one's ever coming for you! (...) Needless to say parents were covering their foals' ears (and folding their own as tightly against their skulls as they could) while they hurried out of the park... When it finished jasper smiled to himself "and that is how we clear a room" he chuckled as he turned it back down to about half volume and began strumming again, though this time he seemed less like he was playing a full song as he was just going through some chords and bars trying to find a good sound.
  16. Cloudy Skies Jasper Dragon Azure "Iggy" Ignine It was a beautiful day in ponyville. The sky was clear of any clouds, the sun was signing, it was just slightly warmer than it usually was this time of the year... And panicked screams were heard from the everfree. A completely typical day. Two figures burst from the perimeter of the forest, a familiar Kirin and a Dragon. Both turned and hurled a fireball back into the forest behind them as they ran another couple dozen feet to be sure they were out of the range of its magic Iggy panted as she nearly collapsed "Everyone alright?" "I think I have at least most of my limbs" snarked Jasper, almost laying on the ground from exhaustion Iggy managed a faint smile "What about you, cloudy?" there was no response Iggy's smile turned into a look of horror "Cloudy? CLOUDY?!" Jasper turned to look back the way they had come and muttered a harsh explicative "They much have gotten him!" "We have to go back! We have to save him!" exclaimed iggy Jasper nodded but didn't move, barely able to keep from passing out from exhaustion... they both agreed that they needed to go back... but they were going to need help...
  17. Fluttershy and Rarity had been out of the singing game for quite some time. Though Rarity would continue to exercise her hobby of being a talented soprano for the Ponytones, Fluttershy would usually only sing to her animal friends, and once at a private show for her friends to see. She wanted to do something nice for the citizens of her town but was persuaded by Rarity to do the traditional thing during Hearth's Warming Fluttershy never looked forward to doing. Sure, Fluttershy could sing songs casually in public, but the moment she took notice that others took notice of her, it struck irrational fear in the yellow pegasus' spine. It was too bad, too. She was a very talented singer in her own right who did it for the right reasons. She enjoyed it. But deciding to go with Rarity on a carolling trip with just the two of them ended up being something she would agree to attempt. And maybe after one slightly uncomfortable holiday evening bellowing out her songs in the first snowfalls of winter in Ponyville, she would be closer to be less afraid of being heard singing. "Thanks for suggesting this idea to go carolling throughout Ponyville, Rarity. It was a good idea." Fluttershy hesitated. "Even though I may not be too excited about singing in front of other ponies." She smirked a nervous smile. Fluttershy was walking away with Rarity from the unicorn's boutique and into the direction of the residential zones of Ponyville proper. The sun had already set and Ponyville's street lamps speckled a friendly constellation along the pathways. Fluttershy was wearing a cozy sweater and a pair of earmuffs with pink flower designs on them. If the paths were clear of the light snow that fell earlier in the day, she would have no problem keeping warm through the evening.
  18. It was a clear night, not a single cloud in the sky. The air was a little cool but barely needing a jacket yet. Winter was comming but it was still a ways off. in some places one could hear bats chirping as tehy made their nightly hunts, while the insects buzzed and chirped their own melody. But then, there was a bright twinkle in the sky, and everything fell silent. the bats fell silent, the insects fell silent, even the breeze stopped... then a loud whistling could be heared, followed by a bright almost blinding glow before... BOOM The hill was no more, dirt and rocks thrown in all directions, leaving behind a massive crater... and inside it was a still glowing chunk of rock.... It seems to almost call out to you... to everycreature.... what is it? where did it come from? what was going to happen...?
  19. Jasper The Dragon It had been a long day... How would YOU feel being gotten up early in the morning, after staying up late scouring the house, looking in every drawer, behind every cabinet, and inside every crack in the wall, to make sure nothing was left behind and everything was packed up? Jasper felt even worse than that. The dragon had never liked change --- well outside of finding some place and some (he hated to admit it) close friends who treated him like he had some kind of value. But as for moving? that ranked high on his list of "least favorite things I ever want to do" and not just because he liked to laze about, listening to his music and (another thing he'd hate to admit to) reading a good book, perhaps taking a nap part of the way through, but because when you stayed in one place, you learned all its quirks... you knew which window was going to give you the most sunlight, which floorboard would creak and wake up the whole house if you stepped on it, and just the right way to jiggle the toilet handle... and then it was gone... The dragon sighed as he sat down hard, back against a tree "even all the trees feel different" he snorted, letting himself slide down a little so he was more half-sitting and half-lieing against the tree. He did have to admit, this position gave him a nice vantage point - there were enough bushes nearby that most ponies didn't see him, but the bushes were thin enough at the bottom that he could see under them and past them to watch ponies going about their lives - one other thing he liked sometimes: watching ponies. Not in a lewd sense, that idea disgusted him, and not in a predatory sense, even if he did idly wonder time to time what they might taste like... no, he just liked watching them, wondering where they were going, watching them have their little struggles - it was like opening a book to a random page and trying to puzzle out what was going on... and it didn't hurt that the quiet rhythm of their hooves and the murmur of their speech just-out-of-earshot made him feel sleepy... maybe he would take a nap while he waited for Cloudy to go find them dinner, and for Iggy to cause some commotion with her magic... after all, even if there was no magical seal of quality on Iggy's flank proudly proclaiming to the world that she loved magic too much, it might as well have been there... and he knew to enjoy the quiet while he could... slowly letting his eyes droop, then close... Completely unaware that his little "hiding place" he found, had already been compromised and somecreature was about to disturb his nap before he even got it started...
  20. The Great and Powerful Trixie The last ray of the fading sun finally set over the mountain, casting the room into darkness but not before landing on a calendar with a large circled X over the day's date.... The pale blue mare who occupied the office, leaned back in her chair, sighing with relief. She wasn't going to turn on the lights, she wasn't even going to close the window. After a day like today, she just wanted to relax. Trixie's horn glowed as she unlocked a drawer and pulled out a rather old looking bottle. She looked at the label, almost completely worn off with age now "How many years has it been?" she asked as she lifted the bottle up "Only one drink left... only one reminder of who I used to be..." she said, floating out a goblet with her cutiemark on it and pouring out the last drink, raising the glass to the dark window she spoke in a quiet voice "Here's to where we have been, here's to where we are going, here's to the journey along the way" she drank the dark liquid. The sound of the bottle shattering could easily be heard in the hallway, no doubt disturbing anyone else in that wing of the school. But they wouldn't hear trixie floating over the broom and dustpan and sweeping up the remains of the bottle, and her past "Now, thats all over, its time to move on, nothing left to remind me of where I came from... only where I am going!"
  21. Azure "Iggy" Ignine To say it was a strange day in Ponyville would be superfluous - it was ALWAYS a strange day in ponyville... but on this particular strange day, many a resident was staring up and down the main street, but thankfully not at some monster escaped from the Everfree, nor at some strange fallout from events at the school, it wasn't even a mess left int he wake of the CMC for once! No, today they were staring, (with some pretending not to stare) at a large wagon rolling down the street, pulled by a brightly colored Kirin, who was humming to herself as she made her way through town. It wasn't like nopony had heard of the mystical race, but for most of them this was the first time they'd seen one in the fur... or scales... or, well, both. The kirin in question, unbeknownst to them going by Azure Ignine (Iggy to her friends) finally stopped at a house not far from the castle. The kirin looked at the structure both in awe and in disappointment. Whether she was wishing that the Princess of Friendship still lived there... or maybe even lamented the unfortunate replacement of Golden Oaks with the castle, was uncertain (actually it was both). Though when she thought nopony was looking she levitated a small piece of crystal (broken off from the castle sometime in the past, probably due to either the CMC or Rainbow Dash crashing into it) and into a bag, which she meticulously labeled and placed in the wagon. After this she walked over to the sign out front that has once said "FOR RENT" and now said "RENTED" and pulled it from the ground. Walking to the door, she pulled a key out from her bags and unlocked the door, taking a deep breath... and sneezing, causing a huge cloud of dust to fill the house and flow out the door, causing iggy to drop the sign where it was on the porch and sending the kirin scurrying back to the wagon coughing "ok... so its going to take come cleaning..." she said between the coughs "Cloudy! Jasper! We're here!" she waited a moment, hearing no response she frowned "Cloudy! Jasper!" Now her eyes turned white as tiny flames danced around them "Jasper get up!" she exclaimed as she levitated the blanked off the back of the wagon. ...but all that was back there were boxes... She blinked, her eyes returning to normal as the flames faded... she then sighed "...Boys..." she muttered disparagingly as she carefully folded the blanked up and placed it next to the boxes Iggy then walked back to the house and looked inside "Welp, now's as good a time as ever to test out my new cleaning spell!" she said, her horn glowing. Moments later there was an explosion as the whole town was covered in a dust cloud, followed by a shower of soap bubbles... yep... just another typical day in ponyville...
  22. Cloudy Skies It was a beautiful day in equestria, the sun was bright, the heat was moderate, though a little on the warm side and there wasn't a cloud in the sky... ok there was one cloud, but it was so small it probably was forgotten when the pegasai cleared all the rest out! Overall, it was a great day for a new beginning! the long trip had been a chore for the 'griff, as much as he enjoyed assisting his best friend in her research, there was a limit on how many times he could hear the words "Wild Magic" and "Paranormal Nexus" before he went crazy... and Jasper's continual commentary on the bumpy ride and the harness of the wagon didn't help any --- especially when Cloudy had already told him that if he didn't like it, he could just fly --- which was exactly the method that Cloudy had employed for large portions of the trip. Much as he hated to agree with Jasper, the pesky dragon had been right, the wagon was uncomfortable and bumpy... Not that jasper would have noticed it if he had taken a turn helping pull the wagon... But that was behind them, while Jasper and Iggy found their way to the trio's new home, Cloudy had been tasked with finding them all a nice meal to celebrate... so he needed some fish for himself, gemstones for jasper, and enough salad to split between himself and Iggy. Cloudy found himself after a bit of a search looking around the small but surprisingly well-stocked ponyville market. Though he noticed while he was eyeing the wares of the pony merchants, there were quite a few eyeing him as well. Was it really that odd to see a hippogryph here? He thought that in the time since the Storm King's defeat, his kind had spread around enough that every pony would have seen at least a couple before now... maybe Iggy had been wrong about Ponyville being a magnet for weird phenomenon! he chuckled to himself at the idea, making sure to smile at the ponies -mostly foals- who were eyeing him as he began slowing browsing the stalls, looking for the components for his and his friends inaugural dinner in their new home!
  23. "We should be there soon...." said the crimson maned quilin mare while gazing through window of Friendship Express. She was quite a beauty, even if she sported a sad and worried look in her eyes. "Uh-huh...." a much younger quilin, very similar to the mare, answered, albeit without much enthusiasm. While her stare was glued to the moving landscape, she seemed rather indifferent to everything around her. "..........." Karen Esaka stared with concern at her daughter. She was like this for months, ever since she and her husband had their great 'disagreement'. While it was preferable compared how miserable Homura previously was, it still was..... "I will be fine Mom...." younger quilin said, as if she read her parent's thoughts. "...I can take care for myself." This prompted a heavy sigh from older Esaka. "I know you can..." she said while patting her daughter's head. "....but I wish you would be more then 'fine'. Me and grandpa are worried." "Grandpa? You talked with him? When?" Homura asked, clearly surprised. "Well not talked, but I written to him. He's very concerned about you, and will come visit...." "Ohhhhh!" filly exclaimed, suddenly more lively. She absolutely adored her Grandpa. "...next month." Karen finished. "....Ah....." Esaka junior quickly deflated. "I guess.....I guess I can hold on for a month...." she added under her breath. "Hold tight to that thought okay?" Karen said with a smile. With those words train started to slow down. Soon, Ponyville platform came into view. "Some member of the Teachers Body will come for you, so just wait for them alright? I wish we could come at the start of the school year, we could avoid all of that then, but...." after all Karen had to tie everything up regarding her new job. "Rember, if something happens you can always contact me." "Yes Mom." Homura said, automatically "...And Canterlot is not that far from here..." "...I know Mom..." young quilin confirmed again "Ara ara...." Karen muttered, still somewhat worried. "And please, don't get into any fights...." "....Uhhhhh...." Homura made annoyed grunt. Not that she currently felt like getting into any bout anyway. "....without reason." crimson maned mare finished. "Oh......" the filly expressed her surprise. "...I think.....I think I can come up with some....." "Right? Now get your bag and remember to be nice to other. I love you Sweetie." Karen embraced her daughter with a hug, who quickly returned it. "I love you too Mom...." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Fourty later, Homura was still standing on the platform with her amber duffel bag. Apparently whatever school guardian was supposed to pick her up, she or he didn't got the memo. Such punctuality would never fly in Neighpon. Then again, she wasn't in Polohoma anymore. "....Shaaaa....." Esaka expressed with a heavy sight. Should she wait some more? The day already weighted heavily on her shoulders, without boredom on top of it. "...I think I walk. After all, how far can it be? And touring the town would come sooner or later." Homura already started to justify her decision. "Maybe I get myself some manga or two...." she added while quickly recalling how much allowance she got. Yup, it should be enough for five dozen. Her mom was actually quite a wealthy mare, being from reach family, and having saved quite a sum from her gardening work in Neighpon. Despite this she insisted on not leeching from her family, and got herself job in Canterlot as well. "And I can always ask for directions, right?" Esaka said to herself, before puttin her bag on her back as she walked off the platform. The day was still young.
  24. Heart Shield started the day in his little town home along the streets of Canterlot. He had been notified he was supposed to meet Sombra at the Ponyville train station. To make a trip to the Castle of the Two Sisters. Stretching out of bed early in the morning. He headed down stairs to make himself some breakfast. After finishing up he started to gather his stuff for this trip. He had to come prepared, Especially with the company he would have. Tucking a belt with bags attached to it under his wings. Tightening it, Heart put all his things in it, checking them off as he did. First things first Binoculars. Never know when you might need those. Probably would be good for looking at the castle from afar, to determine the best way in. A lantern. Being a old ruin, It was a given that it was going to be dark inside. Among with tools to open locks, several other small tools and items that might be of use. Last but not lest. His sword. who knew when he might need to protect himself. Not being able to use the one from the guard, He had saved up his bits for his own personal one. Checking one last time that he had got everything, He opened the door to his little home, and headed out into the streets. Heart Shield had originally thought about flying to Ponyville, But with all these items on him he was a bit weighted down. Trotting down the street, he headed for the train station. Approaching the ticket booth he asked for a ticket to Ponyville. Handing over his bits, the station master hoofed over one ticket. Heart shield hadn't waited long on the platform before the train came into the station. Boarding it he wandered down the aisle finding a seat. Getting comfortable, Heart stared out the window at the scenery as the Train began to chug along the track. Admittedly he began to zone out a bit as he watched the scenery wiz past him. Suddenly the train lurched to a halt. They where in Ponyville station it would appear. Standing up. the gray Pegasus filed out of the train. It was a busy cool morning, Taking a deep breath in he could feel the air was still moist from the rain that night. Looking all around the platform, He hadn't noticed Sombra any where yet. Trotting across the station platform he found an empty bench that he decided to sit in and wait. Heart Shield watched as ponies went to and fro about their business. He figured Sombra would have to be easy to spot among a crowd of ponies like this. His blue eyes scanned over the crowd. He was starting to have second thoughts about this trip the more he thought about it. After all he was taking a trip with Sombra to a ruined castle where no average pony dared to tread. It just all seemed a bit risky to him. Heart shield decided he would have to keep his wits about him at all times, and watch his back. Who knew what or who might try to trap him in there. All tho maybe he was over thinking all of this.
  25. ((yes this is a repost - but upon advice from staff I've completely redone the second half)) Scootaloo The little orange filly lay on the blanket staring up at the sky... not a single spec of movement... she looked down at the blanket, specifically picked out for today because of its rainbow pattern. Atop it was a picnic basket and a plate with a sandwich sat on the other side of the blanket, untouched. In front of her was a similar plate by now only containing crumbs... likely from several sandwiches... the young pegasus opened the basket and pulled out the small clock, looking at the time she hung her head "she's not coming..." she finally said. In the past, she would have cried, but by now, all her tears were long gone, all that was left was the empty feeling in the pit of her stomach that no matter how many sandwiches she ate would never be filled. Another long sigh and a few moments later she put the clock back into the basket and began to pack everything up, she stopped at one wrapped up parcel, slowly unwrapping it to reveal a slice of Zap Apple cake, starting to get hard and crusty at this point, clearly having been saved a little too long --- no doubt having been packed on at least one other, no doubt failed, picnic... wondering if she should give up and throw it away, or save it for yet another unknown period of time... ----------==========---------- Rainbow Dash Dash watched as the door closed to the gym, letting out a contented sigh, she stood up on her back legs, spread her wings, and fell backwards onto the hay-bale "That took SO long, but I just know they're gonna be awesome!" she turned her head to the side, looking at the clock, looking at it hard and a puzzled look moved across her face "hang on... was there something I was supposed to do after practice?" she asked herself, then a hook of horror came across her face "Ohmygosh! I forgot!" she said, bolting upright "I was supposed to go hang out with scootaloo nearly an hour ago!" She leapt up and flew towards the door *WHAM* Completely forgetting in her rush that the door didn't open unless you pushed down the bar... Dash shook her head to clear it, glancing around to make sure nopony had seen her embarrassing mistake, then walking over and gently opening the door, making sure it closed behind her, and then blasting off into the sky with such force that it left the trees shaking and one student chasing after some papers he had been carrying... Dash landed on the empty hill, looking around "Scootaloo!" she called "Sorry I'm late!" she looked around "SCOOTALOO!" she sighed, then something caught her attention. She smelled something... her favorite cake, the unmistakable scent of Zap Apple! Maybe scoots was still around! She flew around the area, trying to locate the smell, finally finding it, and her face fell even harder... there int he dirt under the tree was the cake, clearly having been unceremoniously scraped off a plate... and from the looks of it, the cake had been sitting out a few days too long anyway... Dash walked -not flew- back to the top of the hill, sitting down hard "I let her down... again..." she said "First when I had to go wrangle that storm from the everfree... then when I had an emergency wonderbolt practice because Streak was sick the day before the show... and now because I was more focused on coaching..." She watched as the sun slowly descended towards the far horizon, stopping in its path occasionally, no doubt because Twilight was still struggling to master controlling it. Normally Dash would have laughed at this and made some joke about her alicorn friend... but right now it only served to remind her of all the times she'd been there for her friends in the past... and how it seemed she was there less and less now... "Some element of loyalty I am... I cant even be there for the filly that matters the most to me..."
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