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  1. Bug eyed [Open]

    Ocellus was not a naturally brave changeling, but she was a friendly changeling, and to her that was well enough to start working on her shy personality. She was wondering around the streets of Ponyville, keeping near the School of Friendship so she didn't get lost in the winding streets. Currently she was relaxing near Sugar Cube Corner, just sat down on a bench in her changeling form, enjoying the warmth of the day, a few books open on the bench with her that she flicks through, enjoying the tales and stories that pony books had to offer. Her translucent pink 'mane' let the light shine through it, casting a few little pink beams of light on the bench in front of her as she reads, her similarly translucent wings flapping every so often to keep a cool breeze around her.
  2. It'd been a matter of some months of traveling south into Equestria on hoof before he found anything of interest. It would have been faster if there was another form of transportation, but Sombra had not yet learned of the train- he had only ever seen the odd tracks of wood and metal, crossed during part of his travels. Equestria, Sombra came to notice, was terribly bright and sunny, made up of great swaths of untouched wilderness with pockets of civilization. The first place he finally stumbled upon was a lively, sprawling town. The architecture of the buildings and the material that made them up looked entirely alien to Sombra's eyes, having only ever seen the Crystal Empire. Pale walls, wood trim, and yellow straw-thatched roofing. The ponies, on the other hoof, were nothing new; the only difference was that they didn't have the shine that the crystal ponies had. They were bright and pastel, but dull. Dull, like him. It might've been a nice change, if the mere sight of ponies hadn't set him on edge. It was after some quiet backpedaling that Sombra decided to skirt the edge of the town, wandering in between the scattered buildings and studying what he could see thus far without drawing attention to himself. Or so he believed. It was still, entirely possible that ponies had seen him, and some no doubt still saw him, lurking on the edges like a wolf watching a flock of sheep. For the first time in a very, very long time, King Sombra found himself at an utter loss of what to do. He was still weak. No throne, no crown, and no position of power. He couldn't take what he needed by force, and not in Equestria- if the royal sisters got wind that he still lived, they'd certainly come after him. The thought of being locked away again in some other manner of prison by their hooves filled him with fear, and he hated it. After Sombra had gotten to see a little of this town of ponies, he withdrew towards the dark forest that seemed to border part of it. Having no knowledge of what it was or its history, the only thing that he saw in it was temporary refuge. A place to linger until he had some sort of idea, some sort of plan, on how he would deal with entering this town. If anypony dared follow, he might not see them; he was too wrapped up in his own thoughts, for the moment.
  3. Jitter bug [Open]

    The sun was beaming down upon Ponyville, showing the town in all its glory from the shadows cast by the charming thatched buildings to the reflected beams of light from the titanic crystal tree that was the home of the Princess of Friendship, however another building was now influencing the light, positioned on the other side of the lake that sat next to Twilight's castle was the School of Friendship, a charming building that took inspiration both from the quaint townhouses, and the bold colours and spires of the castle it shared a lake with. The school was bustling with activity as it always was on a school day when classes were starting to wrap up. Within the school, one of the more unique students was quickly walking towards the exit, not quite happy with being caught up in the crowd, it would be hard to know she was not a pony; she certainly looked like one at current, with yellow fur and a blueish mane with a ladybug cutie mark. However this pony was not as she seemed, for starters she was a changeling, the only changeling attending the school, having been sent there by Thorax to study friendship and it's values as a gesture of good faith to the princess running the school. Once outside again, Ocellus lets her guard down, changing back into her real form, with her teal body and translucent pink mane. She carefully wanders through town, exploring every little detail as she also keeps an eye out for any more book shops.
  4. Braking and entering

    The mostly quiet town of Ponyville was as quiet as it normally was; it was the kind of place which lived in opposites; one day you could be relaxing at the cafe enjoying a nice hay sandwich, the next the cafe could have been flattened by the newest creature to escape the Everfree Forest. And yet ponies seemed to rebuild and carry on as normal; this was the Ponyville way, to carry on and only question it when in the company of good friends for a nice laugh. It certainly helped Coltson do both of his jobs well; nopony ever questioned how the bookstore was always left standing after such attacks or even how a store like it could stay in business when the owner had such a penchant for holding onto the valuable books; it was just the way things worked with him. It did confuse some ponies however on how the pony who ran the store almost always wore a suit and sunglasses at work when inside, however most passed it off as just another quirk from the young businesscolt. And today was a day just as any other for him; he relaxed at his counter, eating a hay sandwich he had picked up from the cafe for lunch, the sun was out and rain wasn't scheduled for another few days, so he had his door wide open, allowing the golden rays to spread across the shop floor, causing the embossed spines of the books to shine with colour, especially from the ones with foil emboss. There hadn't been many customers today; most just stopped by for a chat or to catch up with the colt, it was as pleasant and boring as you could get.
  5. Being in Ponyville always brought some... very conflicting feelings up in Bevel. The memory of the type of mare she was before she even came here was still fresh in her mind and it an image she dearly wished she could forget. Thankfully, she managed to schedule something that could keep her from being completely alone with her thoughts on this trip: A tour of the (relatively) new castle of Princess Twilight, and the company that would be with her for it. In this case it was her good friend Dunnie, who had come to her with a problem that Bevel was able to find a treatment for. Now the treatment evolved somewhat to where her friend was able to keep her new look indefinitely so long as she kept her bracelet on. The guide for this tour was someone Bevel had come to know through a regular customer of all things. When they'd first met the inventor knew she was a guard, but she definitely didn't realize that she would soon become more literal example of a royal guard: Being a guardian to none-other than princess Twilight herself. A couple letters later she managed to arrange a trip through the castle... aren't connections wonderful? Bevel had decided to go for a more casual look today, for once she wasn't seen with a bandaid across her nose. Instead, she was wearing a pair of thick eyeglasses on her muzzle. Normally she might have worn her contacts or goggles but didn't expect anything particularly troublesome or exciting to occur. With a small yawn the prench pony looked to the friend at her side, “So um... how's the bracelet been working since the modifications?”
  6. Apple Adonis (Invite)

    @tacobob ------- Sweet Apple Acres was a big place. Aside from the number of orchards they had, from reds, to greens and even Zap Apples having their own patch: theirs was a land built on the backs of their ancestors who had first settled Ponyville. It t’weren’t no small operation. It was up to them to provide food for all the ponies settling here and so as more and more came to settle more orchards were planted. Sweet Apple Acres came to be more than just the acres originally settled. That meant there was a whole lot of work to do. The work fell squarely on the shoulders of the Apples and their kin to tend the fields. The spring was finally here. Thanks to Twilight being in charge of the planning for the committee Winter Wrap-up went by faster letting them sow seeds sooner. Though it meant starting work earlier, something Mac was at odds at. He liked keeping busy and maintaining the barn was a regular chore, upkeep with the fields seasonal, but it was a full time jo and Mac here liked taking naps on occasion. His sister was more the workaholic where as he was responsible so stealing away for naps in a pile of hay wasn't much a surprise for his kin to spot. Today was such a day. With lunch abiding the red apple a well deserved break he decided to just take a moment to collect himself. It was in that moment he was leaving the barn. Shaking out his boss the substantially built Apple would loose hay from his fur, catching a straw between his lips before he let out a snort. Reaching up he'd give a good brush of his honeysuckle colored mane to ensure any and all evidence of his leisure was dusted away.
  7. She felt the rumbling of the train start to slowly decelerate as she woke up from her short nap. Normal ponies probably wouldn't be able to notice the slight change at that point, but her passive heightened senses made it more obvious. The trip from Ponyville to Canterlot was long based on the fact that traversing up a mountain isn't easy for a train to do, so the most straightforward path wasn't the safest. She could almost feel her hometown within reach. She was going to miss this town when she leaves again eventually, but she couldn't just stay in this town forever. "Hey Ejaz, wake up. We're basically there," She said to the pony next to her before getting up herself. "Welcome to the most peacefully dangerous town in Equestria," She announced after the stallion awoke. "The train should be stopping any moment now and you don't want to miss this." She felt the train stop and the train's whistle announcing the arrival. She stepped off the train rushing off the platform momentarily forgetting about Ejaz, before stopping and heading back to him. "We're heading to my house first, I think it's too late to do anything else unless you want to take a detour for whatever reason."
  8. Boulder Dash took a deep breath of crisp sir as he trotted through Ponyville with his saddle bags and a small sleigh behind him with a shovel and other tools on it. Though Winter Wrap Up was still being planned, Boulder Dash had volunteered at a local meeting to get a jump start on things by clearing areas most frequently used by Fillie and the elderly. Always willing to help his friends and neighbors, especially after befriending he Princess of Friendship herself, Boulder was always happy to lend a helping hand with his great strength. Looking at the Town Hall as he passed it he pulled a letter out of his saddle bag and began reading it as other Ponies around him went about their day. Dear Boulder Dash, On behalf of the Ponies of Ponyville, I wish to thank you for your help today and say how grateful we are to have you back home and for your volunteer work today. Below is a list of spots to clear today as requested by our citizens and businesses. Once again thank you for your help and please stop by my office if you have any questions. Yours Gratefully, Mayor Mare Boulder Dash smiled and made his way to his first stop, The Ponyville School Building. As he approached he recalled his own days attending the school when he was a filly himself. He waved to the young fillies as some went into the School to get warm while a few stayed outside to watch the large Earth Stallion work. Approaching a large oak near the school playground Boulder Dash saw it was still covered in snow that was slowly melting. Smirking he walked over to the tree, adjusting his hat, and cracked his thick neck. He then smashed his head into the tree causing it to rattle and shook as if hit with a Boulder or a large club, and then all the snow fell from the tree into the ground. The Fillies watching cheered and a few stamped thier hoofs approvingly. Boulder Dash bowed like a play wright to them, only to be hit on the head by a last plop of snow on the tree. "Whoa!" he shouted as the snow hit him, causing a few Fillies to chortle and laugh loudly.
  9. @SteelEagle To say Scootaloo was nervous would be understating it. It'd been pretty anxiety inducing, approaching Rainbow to ask about the upcoming Sisterhooves Social - mainly because the two of them never participated in it together before. Still, she managed to buck it up for the time being and ask. Scootaloo thought that might be the end of it; once Rainbow said yes to it (which she did, thank Celestia), then Scootaloo would have a merry ole' time and the two of them would blow away the competition once the actual Sisterhooves Social came round. Scootaloo even remembered being excited at the time once Rainbow agreed and arranged a place and a time for the two of them to meet to prepare for it. The little pony had been counting the days down as they came by, and now that it's finally happening... ...that's when the doubts decided to make themselves known. Here Scootaloo sat, at the spot that Rainbow herself established for the two of them, and if she wore any she'd be quaking in her boots. Some nervous chattering of her teeth and shuffling of her hooves later, and she managed to suppress the butterflies running rampant within her stomach enough to look the part of the confident pony. To be fair, the image was pretty practiced at this point, so it was easy to slip into; but it did nothing to actually quell the worries that came floating by. After all, as luck would have it, this was when her thoughts decided to crash upon her, setting her into a state of supreme unease. What if I'm not cool enough? What if I get hurt? What if she gets hurt? What if I get her hurt? What if I mess up the routine and she'll never wanna see me again? The doubts became so prevalent that they were practically paralyzing, and it took her attempting to observe a tree in the fields to refocus herself. She swallowed thickly, straightened her sitting position, and hoped to the sun above that Rainbow would get here soon. Surely she'd start feel better once the rainbow-maned pegasus appeared to put all of her fears to rest. That was, of course, assuming she'd actually show up. "Where is she?" Scootaloo muttered to herself, agitation growing. Okay, so she was here early, but still! Surely Rainbow wouldn't ditch on her... Right?
  10. A focusing Lens [Open]

    The day was just starting for many citizens of Ponyville, the sun raising up overhead just enough to peek through the closed curtains of most ponyfolk, the day as pleasant as it always was when rain wasn't scheduled. The small town glistened in the light, not least of which the castle of the Alicorn Princess of Friendship, certainly a place for one to visit on holiday, the crystalline structure performing well in its job to look nothing like the rest of the town it was in, highlighting it as the abode of an important figure. For Lens however, the day was not just starting; he had been wondering the streets of Ponyville all night and was now enjoying the warmth of the sun as he continued his laps. Work had been drying up recently for the colt, and unless he came across a major case soon; he was at great risk of losing the little shack that he called both his office, and his home. An even worse thought for the colt was that once that was lost, really there was nothing cheaper than it except to sleep on the streets. So he had started travelling out further in search of a big time case that could save his career and his home, a search that today had him staking out every street in Ponyville, waiting for something important to stumble across him.
  11. A Much-Needed Break [Open]

    The homey little cottage that had been partly paid for by her parents upon her insistence of moving out felt far too large for the young mare and her little feathered companion. Upon entering, anyone would be able to take notice of how empty the little home was; it seemed almost as if it were uninhabited, if not for the bed, other furnature, and a couple of hoof-drawn posters that remained perched upon the walls. A fire crackled in the fireplace, smoke billowing up through the hole in her roof that served as a ventilation of sorts. Little trinkets lined the old and rickety wooden shelf that hung near the entrance, many of which had been brought back by her parents over years of long trips to make up for missed birthdays or forgotten holidays. Upon the bed was a pile of blankets, which shifted after a moment or so with the muffled coughs that seemed to come from within. Orchid gave a muffled chirp of concern as she fluttered over to perch upon the edge of the mattress and tried to nose her beak into the blanket fortress that was Radiant. The mare felt absolutely horrible, as noted by the small groan that parted tired lips when the light from the fire sent a painful throb into her skull. "Not now, Orchid... We'll play later." she muttered, rubbing at her eyes some and flopping over onto her other side, back turned to the songbird, whom merely shifted forward some to try and offer a comforting nudge to Radiant's back. There was supposed to be a sort of music showcase on such a day, but Radiant had declined to show up upon awakening with a relatively mild fever. Well, she would've ended up going anyway... if Orchid hadn't refused to let the mare anywhere near the door. The songbird had sensed that something was wrong the moment Radiant greeted her with a scratchy, painful-sounding voice... and the mare smelled rather... sickly? The avian would recognize such behavior from a while back. The mare had fallen ill a lot back when she'd been recovering from the incident that had cost Radiant a wing. The little songbird remembered days on end of perching upon the edge of the mare's bed, singing the few little tunes she knew in some attempt at offering comfort to her feverish friend. Grumbling, Radiant pulled the blankets around herself more securely as she heard a knock at the door. Now who could that be? She wasn't expecting any company... was she? No matter. She pushed herself to her hooves, before clearing her throat with a wince and responding, somewhat irritably, her voice scratchy and soft. "Yes? Is someone there?"
  12. The streets of Ponyville were bustling on the weekend. Slash had decided to visit town on a sunny day to take a stroll, maybe even buy some food back. He walks down the streets, looking at what each shop has to offer and exchanging greetings with familiar faces. Of course, there would always be curious stares whenever he would visit the town. You'd think after this long ponies would get used to his appearance, but there will always me some hooves pointing at him. Slash notices a book store out of the corner of his eye. Figuring that he'd need more to keep him occupied, he stepped into the shop to browse.
  13. Coltson was happy, that was an easy statement to make on most days of the week. The pony happily standing behind the counter of his bookstore in Ponyville as he started analyzing the cover of a new book that had came in, the spine adorned with all kinds of rare jewels, and the writing on the cover embossed in gold leaf, it was a thing of beauty in all certainty, however he seemed more interesting in the subtle printing on the front, the writing outlandishly plain compared to the rest of the front, a feature that interested him greatly as he calmly smiles as he studies the writing, which appeared to be horn writing from the way it was tilted. He opens the cover with great caution, looking like he feared the book may just disintegrate in front of him. "Okay, most definitely Pegasi origin from the interior writing and cover emboss." he notes to himself as he keeps reading through its pages.
  14. It had been FOREVER since Cashmere had stepped hoof back into Ponyville! He'd been so busy touring the great country that he'd neglected to come home, well now was the time to do so! Cashmere missed creating, missed chatting, but most of all, he was HOMESICK, and wanted to rekindle feelings between himself and his fellow mares and stallions. The grey Unicorn was practically humming, as he threw open the curtains of his shop, and let the light in, fixing his mane with his magic in the mirror, grinning at himself as he did so, before strutting out onto the bustling city streets! Hello World! Cashmere was back and he was here to stay! The air felt so good he'd almost break into song, if he had time to actually think of one, instead humming "Winter Wrap Up" would have to do. "Good morning~!"
  15. Hidden texts. [Open]

    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.
  16. Spar treatment [Open]

    The sun had just about crawled to the highest point in the sky that it would be at for the day, as the ponies of Ponyville busy themselves with their usual tasks and activities, while they go around doing their own thing, another pony was walking down the road into the town, not quite busying himself with anything but walking. The pony wanders through the town, glancing at each building he passes from behind his goggles, his wagon trundling behind him. The wagon was obviously what this pony called home, having a roof, and a small chimney with a few windows and a door at the rear, it was made out of very basic, but relatively rigid wood, made to take an impact if needed. Eventually he arrives at the town square, knowing that to be the performance area of every town, he disconnects himself from his wagon, heading around back to grab a sign from inside it that stated proudly Sword fighting demonstrations and practice sessions with a smaller print underneath reading Prices to be negotiated per client along with a schedule of when the main performances would be, with one every hour. Switch smiles as he looks at his wagon and the sign, nodding at the neatness of the setup, there was a place for everything and everything was in its place. With that he sets to work with lowering the 'legs' of the wagon, anchoring it into position so that it would not roll on the wheels or slip when anypony was inside. The unicorn checks his helmet is still sitting well on his head before he pulls a drawer like section out from the underside of the wagon, a pair of legs supporting the overhang as it extended into a nice bench that he sat on, humming as he waited to see if anypony would actually come past.
  17. The midday sun sat high in the sky above the pleasant town of Ponyville, ponies coming and going in the usual cheery way that Ponyville seemed to inspire in others, perhaps it was the fresh open air, or the quaint little shops lining the main street; or the giant crystal palace of the Princess of Friendship, which was probably partly to do with it. Though just because everypony else wandered around with a smile, doesn't mean that Lensblot would, and indeed he did not. He hated jobs in Ponyville; everypony just tried to be too helpful, despite not knowing the intricate nature of his work; couldn't go five feet without somepony attempting to make friends, and that annoyed Lensblot to no end as a pony who preferred to decide on who his friends should be, rather than having some crazy pony bounce into his face and declare it. Nonetheless; he had just finished a case, albeit an annoyingly circular case, the cycle was over now as he pondered on what to do next; it was a little early to head back to Los Pegasus, but he also had no intention of doing a castle tour or the like, so instead he busied himself doing what he loved most; exploring, dipping in and out of the roads and alleys, looking through each kind of shop he could find, and what secrets were hidden away in the dark. He pushed his sunglasses back up his nose as he eventually comes to what seemed to be some kind of ice cream shop; deciding that this would probably be the cheapest place to get quick food to provide energy to get back home, he quickly nipped inside, strolling towards the counter as his tail sways from side to side, his face still resting with a slightly annoyed expression.
  18. In the town of Ponyville, rumors were spreading, not the usual idle gossip however, these voices were often hushed, and somewhat fearful in their delivery, word spreading like wildfire through the town in a way that only rumors can. Something was in the Everfree Forest; whilst this was nothing new, and in fact a fact of life often mocked by the Ponyville residents, this was something that started to worry them, as most creatures from the forest were easy to tell what they were, and often kept to themselves, Manticores, and Timberwolves alike usually just did their own thing. However these rumors were of the unknown, ponies seeing mismatched eyes glowing deep in the forest, a ghostly green glow surrounding this thing. A creature strong enough to knock down trees and take down Timberwolves, walking with heavy thuds and strange unnatural sounds. Though perhaps the most worrying part of this rumor, was that each time somepony experienced this creature; it was closer and closer towards Ponyville; with the possibility of such a strange and possibly dangerous being entering Ponyville, many citizens were restless, though due to the claims of the public having no evidence, there was not any significant guard presence. However such a situation would more than likely attract attention of other heroic, or otherwise villainous forces, interested in whatever this creature was.
  19. [Open] A real headcase.

    Lens steps off the train into Ponyville, donning his sunglasses in the gentle warmth of the often pleasant weather of the idyllic town, hard to imagine how many times it had nearly been destroyed by one thing or another, but if there was one thing he knew well, it was how quickly buildings could spring up from nothingness. He wanders along the platform towards the town, taking out the note that was slipped through his letterbox in Los Pegasus, in which it simply read 'Ponyville, important, reward.' he rubs his head as he begins down towards the main street into town. Of course on the way through he stopped to marvel at the majesty of some of the more known buildings, the castle for a quick gaze, after all, even with shades, a quick glance was all that was safe for that building in the sun. He then stopped to buy a snack at Sugarcube Corner, and took notice of the boutique as he passed it, all the time focusing on nothing but trying to find something, anything, that could be out of the ordinary or reason to deliver a note in person rather than sending a letter, the whole thing seemed off, but it could be so many possibilities; a childish prank, a business competitor wishing to meet in the open, or what he feared most: a genuine crisis.
  20. Roads, Tempest has seen plenty of them in her life and walked far too many alone in her youth. Yet here she was walking a road she took many years ago to a town she last saw as a runaway in passing. She did not remember ponyville with much clarity do to how long it has been and her age at the time but what few things she did remember were hardly the same. The town has changed a lot in that time… Some more tall and ugly than others but Twilight's dreadful taste in homes was not her place to judge… But if she lived here she may have to plant a tree or two to cover that eyesore up. But regardless of that atrocity she needed to rest. Maybe not in the form of laying around but more mentally. Being alone left her… Alone with her thoughts and after a few days of that she concluded that was NOT a good idea for her at the moment with the turmoil raging inside of her. How will others feel if they knew the truth? Yes in many ways she was lied to and lead astray… But in other ways she did much of it willingly and even enjoyed it. Reflecting on this was troubling as her time alone gave her plenty of time to dig deep into herself and what she was learning was only making it more… unpleasant. She enjoyed, no, she loved the power she had. With a sigh she pushed her dark thoughts away as best she can and looked to the town she was passing… around. She did not feel ready to just walk in to it, it was far too close to Canterlot. They all must have known what she did and will ask to many things she does not wish to be asked about yet as deep down she did not know how to answer them. Guiding her eyes to the countryside she saw the clear layout of a farm. She remembered that farm, she stole apples from it way back when… Apples… That one with the hat, Applejack was it? She said something about living in ponyville. Was this her farm? Maybe it can giver her the shelter she needed and offer some work as well. Farmers were ever in need of an extra pair of hooves after all and many were not tro shy to take on passing ponies for short bost to pony power. So maybe this Applejack will help. She was a friend of Twilights and seeing as Twilight insisted that she and her were friends… Well, friend of a friend helps a friend? That was how that saying worked… maybe. Whatever it may be She made her way to the farm with the midday sun glittering on the black steel of her armor and undersuit. She has… been hesitant to remove it. She can’t explain why but she felt very vulnerable for now and it supplied her some feeling of familiarity, comfort… Pride. Approaching the gate that marking the entryway to the farm she stopped and looked over the home and farmland before her… Forgotten memories glimmer before her like broken glass on the floor. Hiding, rain, stealing an apple to eat before pushing on. She flicked her ears and closed her eyes as remembered her life as a filly. So young and alone, what if she just… stayed here? Maybe they’d have adopted her? It was pointless to think about yet it lasted longer than she wanted it to. With a frustrated snort of anger she opens her eyes and walked past the gate and into the farm itself. “HELLO!? Eanypony around!?” She yelled out, hoping they were not busy and she was not being to bothersome.
  21. Radio Promotion day! [Open]

    He had spent the late morning setting up his small booth in the town square. The parent radio station in Manehattan had sent along all kinds of cheaply made free goodies to hand out as well as some concert tickets to give away as prizes for the days trivia competition. He had a small broadcast set up that linked back up with the station and tower on the hill outside of town. He had to rely on the digital back ups of the stations collection but he still much prefers actually using the piles of traditional media he had collected over the last few years. Sitting down on the stool he began the broadcast. "Good morning ponyville its your pal Fm Eddy here on the dial at 96.7 The Record Stack! I am here in the town square of our lovely little burg with all kinds of goodies to give away as well as some concert tickets to The Sword playing at the Hollow club in Manehattan all expenses paid of course, the tickets come with a one night stay at the lovely Gem Set hotel and a meal on us at the after party" He set up the set list as he spoke. "all you need to do is come down and get some trivia right, and while we wait how about something off The Swords newest album high country." Sitting back on his fold up chair he pushed sunglasses up on his nose with a hoof and waited. OOC info on posts -There will be links to songs in the song titles -Most if not all will be metal of some kind it is the radio stations moteif -Be good to each other! and Party on dudes! [Guitar Riff]
  22. It had almost been a year, already. Zap was growing up so fast. It wouldn't be too long before his upbringing becomes the responsibility of other ponies living in Ponyville. In the time he has lived in the world he has learned to walk and begin talking. He even had short episodes in which he could fly before his bone mass kept him from hovering indefinitely. When harvest time came, he learned what apples trees look like and how big they are. He has learned that rosebush thorns cause pain when touched, but he has also learned how soft and warm Granny's quilt can be. He barely remembered what it was like when there was snow still on the ground until the white stuff returned, but he is well acquainted with the discomfort from being outside for too long when it is really hot. Seasons for Zap Apple were not a rhythm. To him they were just things that happened with no understanding of the concept. He remembers a strange evening called Nightmare Night, what a fun adventure that was, but he was not aware it will come again. He has experienced everything a year can offer, but he has only experienced them once. And he could not be more entertained. He was busy playing with his toys in the living room at Sweet Apple Acres. He could hear commotion going on in the kitchen, hearing his mother's voice, and Nan-nan's voice too. Big Mac was probably outside doing work, he could think, and Apple Bloom wasn't usually around until later in the day, because of something called school, but her voice could be heard anyway. It seemed like a special day, but he was not sure why. And before he could think about it further, he just had a great idea on how he can further play with his toys. For the past few days he had been trying to beat his record for how high he could stack blocks. His toy blocks, which had symbols written on them, some letters some animals, were mostly useful for stacking. A practical use need not be necessary, Zap had fun trying to stack them as high as he could. In previous attempts he had stood on chairs to place blocks higher. Another time, he stood atop Uncle Big Mac in order to reach the top of his towers of wooden blocks. This time he would try even higher, towards the height of the ceiling. He starting stacking the blocks one by one, humming a song his mother taught him while doing it.
  23. Continuation of Dart Struck Well, he wasn't being carted off by one ear to spend the night in the slammer, soooo... That was something. It probably helped that he was still covered in bits of donut and frosting and nopony in their right mind would want to touch him right now - which would normally be too tragic a conundrum to deal with on the best of days, but Inkbrand was still riding high on the incredibility-turned-food fight to process anything properly. He pretty much only had the brain power to keep oxygen in his lungs as they ran away from the scene of the crime, a feat made all the more troublesome by the breathless laughter that kept escaping his mouth. "Holy buck, that was a riot," Inkbrand hooted as they finally slowed down, bent over as he attempted to finally catch his breath. Frosting slopped down from his mane to land in the dirt, however, reminding the grey stallion of what they had actually just escaped from, and sending him into another round of barking laughter. "Did you see their faces," he snickered gleefully, glancing over one shoulder as if the crowd and exploded donut cart were still visible, even though they had run too far away to even hear the commotion anymore. "Like Discord himself had shown up to dump frosting on everyone, bucking classic." Another piece of donut fell down to join its frosted comrade in the dirt, but what the hay, he didn't have any problem being dirty. And being covered in frosting was way better than any alternative, like mud or grime. A stallion could always get creative with frosting, heh. But only in adult-approved places - not in the middle of fair grounds where every step caused dirt and sand to kick up and get stuck on the sticky residue liberally coating his pony self. No bucking way was he going to sit and watch the fireworks covered in Equestria-knew what. There had to be someplace nearby they could get cleaned up...
  24. In hindsight, the necessity of holding a town meeting in a daycare center, of all places, should have been a warning. It had, however, started off completely well-intentioned, as such things usually did. Because considering the overall concern Ponyville citizens had raised against the budgeting of a new and highly expensive daycare center for the town, it had seemed most appropriate to address said concerns in the building itself, to show off all the fabulous features that the town's budget had gone into crafting it. Part town meeting, part walk-in tour, the daycare was currently open for ponies to take their first look inside before the meeting itself kicked off. And even the slightest glance over the interior of the building would have provided evidenced to exactly how much had gone into its planning and building...perhaps an overly extravagant amount, at that. The main foyer itself boasted an impressive set up. A large open space filled with shelves that sported toys, safe art supplies, and a small play area were all visible upon first walking in, more than ample room for a small legion of foals to run around and play in. One corner in particular held a large playhouse for foals to dart in and out of, while another, softer looking corner held a very large plush chair and a veritable army of stuffed animals, of all shapes and sizes. Two doors, with handles too high up for any flying foal to reach, branched off the main room on the left and right sides, while a third door led out to the fenced in back yard. The door leading to the left opened up to an arts and crafts room. A semi-circular table sat in the very middle, with one chair obviously meant for a foalsitter or daycare pony to lead the pack, with the others all placed around the half circle. The room was filled with all sorts of materials useful in arts and crafts, including paints, glues, glitter, construction paper, popsicle sticks, and any other sort imaginable. All available materials were housed safely out of the reach of any and all foals, along with the door handle that led to a very simplified kitchen that remained locked at all times. The modest refrigerator and pantry were kept stocked with all sorts of snacks and drinks for a hungry foal, to be brought out and shared at any time. The other door leading to the right of the main room showed the full extent of thoughtfulness that had gone into creating Lifetime Daycare Center. Inside, another large area held several soft surfaces for a weary foal to take a rest and sleep off an exciting afternoon - or the exercise a quick power nap. Whatever the case, the soft, plush couches and seats were large and roomy, allowing an entire host of foals to all snuggle up together if they so choose, or to cuddle against a caretaker. A few storybooks were scattered around the shelves, along with some more stuffed animals, but for the most part, the room was a quiet and peaceful place for a foal to simply sleep. The locked door to the backyard opened up to one of the most extravagant playgrounds imaginable to a young foal's eyes. The gym itself was a sight to behold, a myriad of several different playground activities all merged together in one large, continuous loop. A small wading pool, currently empty, was also set off to the side for the hotter months, along with an impressive looking treehouse that extended just high enough for a foal to feel on top of the world. The main body of the treehouse was big enough to comfortably fix to six foals at once, though the various small balconies strewn along the structure more than made up for the lack of space. The entire backyard was surrounded by a wooden fence that held the latest acquisition from Neighponese magitech. When activated, a magical barrier could spring to life at a moment's notice around the entirety of the daycare, ensuring nothing untoward made its way inside. Magitech security, a plethora of activities, and a play area to make even the richest parents green with envy - such were the expenses that had gone into the making of the daycare center. Boasting town-wide support for any and all foals, it was clear that Lifetime Daycare Center payed for itself. It's just that...some of the town's citizens needed some extra convincing. -------------------- Link to OOC
  25. It goes like this: One town meeting in Ponyville. One spirit of chaos. One heated discussion on the value of foals. And just a dash of the regular Ponyville madness. Suffice it to say, the town meeting does not adjourn on a high note. In fact, most everyone ends on a low night - about foal height, to be exact. Luckily, not everyone succumbs to the heated debate, leaving a few still capable of keeping order. Which is good, because when a town assembly suddenly becomes the target of a chaotic prank, order is the best tool to maintain. Doesn't mean it's the easiest, though. ---------- Welcome to the "Adults get turned into a bunch of little foals" RP sign-up! A town meeting is being held in Ponyville to talk about (insert hand-wavey excuse here), and several ponies have gathered to listen to the discussions and participate. However, when Discord shows up and starts arguing the benefit of foals with another, things take a nosedive into chaos and instability. You know, regular day in Ponyville. Right up to and including Discord changing a bunch of adults into foals to prove his point. Adults who are transformed into foals (roughly the cutie mark crusader stage, with no cutie marks) lose all memory of their lives past that age - both their bodies and their minds revert back to foal age. So while none of them will remember ever setting up their businesses or joining the military or getting married, they will all remember going to school the 'previous' day or eating breakfast 'just that morning' with their parents. If you're interested, sign up below! Sign ups are open, but depending on how many people are interested we might install a cut-off point. Ideally we'll have a good ratio of foals to adults in the thread, but if you're really interested in playing a certain role then go ahead and sign up. We'll work something out! Adults - Applejack (SteelEagle) - Presteza (Pretzelparty) - Fire Walker (tacobob) Adults turned Foals - Inkbrand (Zeig) - Dunder (Dunder) - Diamond Dust (PyroBlaze) - Prince Blueblood (PrinceBlueblood) - Squall (Ciraxis) - Naj (DerpRavaner) - Bluemoon (DreamySunday) Update: Thread is now live!