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Ponyville! A perfectly pleasant place where the pitter patter of ponies prancing past painted  a particular portrait of pure pastel perfection. The town had always had its share of peculiar personage from time to time and today was no exception! Floating through the quaint little town with a look of wonder on his face was likely one of the most peculiar personages they had seen in a long time. With a mishmash of parts, Hodgepodge was certainly a sight to behold. Not that he knew, of course.

Flitting to and fro the curious creature poked and prodded and booped and bopped various things sitting around the town, oohing and aahing as things did...Well. Rather mundane things. His behavior elicited more than a few strange looks from the ponyfolk. After all, it wasn't every day one saw a draconequus...Well it was, but not this one! This one wasn't the Discord that everypony in Ponyville knew and..er...loved?...Tolerated.

Floating up to the top of a building, he stared at a weather vane, poking it and giggling as it started to spin around. Again and again he poked the decorative vane before tapping his chin in thought. "Hrrrrmmmmmm..." he pondered quietly to himself as he studied the hunk of metal. Breaking into a grin, his eyes lit up as an idea popped into his head. With a snap of his fingers the vane came to life, what once was just a decorative chicken was now a...well. Living decorative chicken that started to fly away, as best as a living metal chicken could, anyway. Hodgepodge couldn't help but to giggle wildly at this before moving on to something different that caught his eye.

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Duchess Le Chandelier


 

Candles gave a small smile as she began to sort through her things.  She had set up a small stall, filled with different cloths and fabrics-materials she had collected over the past few years.  She arranged them into a nice, harmonic order, and paid special attention to the sparkly piece of diamond silk hanging at the side of the stall.  It was extremely expensive and exquisite, something she wouldn't expect anypony here to afford.  It was sparkly, however, and attracted plenty of attention.  That was it's job, after all.  She had always prided herself in being a fashionista, and being a good marketer was one of her assets.  She looked around an saw plenty of other stalls, and also plenty of ponies.  So far, nopony had bought anything from her stall.  Maybe it was too expensive.  Maybe it was too exquisite for their tastes.  Maybe it was just too...big city. 

 

Her eyes drifted over to a strange sight, a Draconequus.  It was prodding around at different objects around the marketplace, going here and fro.  She wasn't unbeknownst of their species, but it wasn't exactly a common sight, either.  Suddenly, the decorative chicken he had been looking at spun into life.  Items were knocked all over, and she twisted over to protect the fine silk.  There was a squawk...a tear...and "NOOOOoooo~!"
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Hodgepodge floated around, oblivious to the stares and murmurings of the ponies nearby. Surely it wasn't about him. After all, he wasn't strange! No Sirrie Bob or Steve! The curious creature moseyed through the air without even a care. Until the sound of a cry filled up the air. Looking around in confusion, the draconequus spotted the...whatever the thing he brought to life was causing mayhem in the market. "Oh golly!" quickly he flew down to the poor pony's stall and grabbed the metal bird in his mismatched clutches. "No, that's a bad whoosiewhatsus. Don't dooo thaaaat." he said, gently petting the chicken's metal noggin, soothing the poor confused thing. "There we go! Run along now little thingamabob! Have fun doing whatever it is dealiebobbers do..."

Twisting around his head, followed shortly by the rest of his body, Hodgepodge smiled nervously at the pony who tried so valiantly to protect the cloth from the talons of the metal monstrosity...who was now wandering off down the road, pecking for food. "Hi howdy hello! Uhhh. Did my thing mess anything up too bad? I'm super sorry and stuff if it did!"

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She hissed.  Hard.  The cloth looked like it had been raked by a chicken's claw.  Wait-it had been.  Pieces of thread dangled off the fine silk, and the cloth was in no condition to serve its intended purpose of "attracting customers".  The draconequus peer towards her and said something-but her...disabled hearing made sure whatever he said was muted out.  She stared hard at him, daring him to break her perfect upper-class composure. 

"Hmpf!"

She turned around, taking great care to flick the draconequus with her tail.  She tilted her head high up, in what the Canterlites called the "bits and class" poise.  Each step was pronounced as she walked away from the stall.  Anger burned through her, and she knew just the place to calm down.  At the hotel...

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The draconequus frowned. It seemed that the winged pony was pretty upset. Which was punctuated by him getting a smack in the face with a tail. Whimpering softly he rubbed his snout and stared down at the torn fabric before him. Picking it up in his paws, Hodgepodge glanced over it, tilting his head and turning the fabric as he tried to puzzle out just what was so special about it.

As he was though another voice caught his ear. Craning his neck back over himself he blinked at the gem-like pony. Twisting his head right-side up before his body caught up with him. "Hello pony!" he replied with a smile that quickly was replaced with a frown. "Miss Lady Pony over there seems really upset. I'm not really sure why. I think it's cus her cloth thingies got hurt by my whatsus." The draconequus held up the fabric for the crystal pony to see.

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