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  1. So far, this morning in Canterlot had been... unique. The sky was green, with hues of pinks running through it, and when Ice Storm found herself looking into the mirror. she found herself a very bright red in color. "Uh oh.... Did I accidentally sit in something last night? I didn't think I had that much cider...." she said to herself looking at the Opalus Spheres, making sure that they hadn't been affected. Thankfully they were left alone. She turned away from the mirror started making her way down the steps into her shop before seeing a flier on he counter. "Canterlot Checkers Challenge..." she said picking up the Flier. She started to read aloud the information on the fliers and... to be honest she was ever so slightly miffed. "REALLY!!! I was already blue!!! Why couldn't I have just been on the Blue team!!" she said with a groan. "Uuuuuuggh, I appreciate being considered a noble, but now that means I have to be on the team with Upper Crust!! I have to deal with her trying to suck up to everypony on our team while belittling everypony else...." Ice Storm said to herself looking back at the orbs. Despite her brief period of annoyance, they hadn't moved. Well... okay, they were constanly moving... they were orbiting her, but their orbit didn't change. "Well, that's a good thing. Doesn't seem the magic of the game affected those at all. Twilight would be pretty angry if Discord's magic broke these for a game considering how much work, the three of us did to get these under control..." she said to herself before stepping outside. As soon as she did, she found herself locked in place into a checker square. She looked back down at the rules of the game and sure enough, checkers was checkers. They would have to move diagonally... She only wondered how many ponies would end up being on each team. One thing was for sure... She was determined to be the queen. To capture as many as she could... She would be the domnination of Canterlot for the Day! "Hehe.... Canterlot will be mine!!! Until tonight... then free snowcones and ice cream for all participants," she giggled as she looked around and waited for other players. "What in the hay?" Medo asked when she woke up and saw that her hooves were blue. Well... okay, not just her hooves. She was blue. "Oh, right.... checkers... This is going to be an interesting day... at least my mane and tail are still black... although I suppose it's too early to be black and blue... I haven't even done anything yet today except get out of bed!" she said looking around for her clock to see what time it was. She didn't remember what time the game was supposed to start or how far behind she was. when she looked at the clock... it said the same time on it that it did when she went to sleep last night. "Greaaaat Hopefully that's just something with the game.... otherwise I'm going to need a new clock before tomorrow... and because of the game, I'm sure everything is going to be closed..." she said to herself. "Welp, might as well see what's going on outside. No since in staying here. Today is supposed to be fun after all. Wonder what other randomness is going to happen today," she said as she stepped outside. "Okay... so the rules said that I could only move diagonally.... and I'm on a red square... that means I have to stay on red squares... so.... I guess I'll go this way," she sat starting to move diagonally towards the right.
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  2. Have this basic B picture lol
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  3. Tucked away deep within one of the Private VIP rooms at the Mareage, sat Ice Storm as she awaited her guest to arrive. This wasn't an ordinary guest that she had invited and the topic matter that they were going to be discussing tonight well... There was a very good reason why Icy Storm requested on of the private party rooms. Nopony else could overhear their discussions tonight. She even went so far as to make sure that the room wasn't monitored in any wat. She looked for cameras, wires, even motion sensors. There was a camera in the room, but she couldn't see any recording devices other than that. That's fine. Ponies can know that they talked, they don't need to know what they were discussing. Ice Storm had been working on and preparing for a silence spell already. It was going to take her a bit to cast because it was going to have to be shaped accordingly. She was going to force the spell around the plants, the table, and leave it just short of all of the walls and the floors to where nothing outside of her silenced zone could hear them. However, Ice and her guest would be able to hear them. Once she was satisfied with the room, she turned to the waiter pony. "When Tempest arrives, direct her to me. Once she's here, three knocks to get in," she told him, handing him a decent bag of bits. "Drinks, Orders, food. Otherwise, We are not to be disturbed, and we are not here." The Stallion looked down into the bag and once he sat the amount in it, he nodded. "Got it. What will you be starting off with?" "Strawberry Moscato, and Whatever Tempest wants when she gets here." He nodded again and shut the door as he left. Ice took the moment to look at the decor. There were four potted trees in the room, and a small vase on the table. Thankfully the vase was clear so she could see straight through it. Nothing in it that could listen to them. One less thing that she would have to warp around. She did however, begin to lower the temperature of the room. She didn't use her magic to do this though, she simply willed the orbs to speed up their orbit around her. The natural magic inside them did the work for her. The room was chilled. She took a seat at the table and waited. As soon as her guest arrived, the silence would start, and their dealings can begin.
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  4. Oh, my that was... a truly magnificent wingspan! Bluebelle could not hide the amount of sheer admiration upon her face, though she did blush a little, clamping down hard on the brakes of the train of thought which a fine pair of wings usually sent chugging along. This was a sphinx, not an equine. Admiration was quickly covered in intimidation and nervousness as they crossed the camp, partly out of infection from the bystanders, partly from the dread of what the conversation would be once they were in private with the Sultana. Ever the diplomat, however, the Princess buried it all underneath a smile. "Nilaavin? That's a pretty name. Don't worry, we'll get lunch soon." Oh dear, what did catbirds eat? Well, the griffons he knew ate grains, game, and seafood. Having caught a glimpse of her new servant's teeth, Blue felt the latter two more likely. And this was a desert. With no bodies of water, or animals for hunting nearby. Oh dear. Fortunately, being royal means having ponies, or horses, to take care of things for you. That, unfortunately, did not include awkward conversations with fellow royals. "Well..." The Princess looked from Basira to Nilaavin. "For now...? I suppose he makes a good bodyguard. I can't see any desert bandits daring to raid the camp while he's about!"
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  5. That's great with the motorcycle thing. When you're out and about you can feel the sunshine. I made blood orange chocolate pudding today! I'm starting back to my full time work week tomorrow so gotta get my cooking freak on while I have the energy.
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  7. All Earth Writer wanted to do was get home. That is, if home was still there for him. The possibility was doubtful, even before Discord's loopy ludological laugh-fest was lumped upon the denizens of Equestria. For many years now, the unicorn stallion had spent more time in foreign than domestic lands, but still maintained his connection to his home city of Canterlot through regular articles to the Canterlot Chronice. But that was before... Heart Stopper, and Kastrot. Both names left a bitter taste in the now-disgraced former reporter's mouth. He'd sold his integrity, for what? Barely enough bits to pay for passage home. While once quite willing to talk to fellow-travelers, eager for both the experience and potential copy, Earth had ridden the trains in solitude, stopping off late in Ponyville to sleep in a real bed while he could still afford it. He emerged from said bed in the morning, looking not one whit more kempt or pleasant than the stubble-bearded rumpled-shirted stallion that had collapsed into it last night. There was, however, one major difference, which only dawned on him after his first cup of complimentary copy. He was no longer tan with a black muzzle. Instead, he was blue, from his mane to his frogs! *Oh, great. Nice to see my outer color match my inner mood.* The checkerboard, a source of joy to many foals of a board-gaming disposition, brought a more bittersweet mood to Earth Writer on the sight. "What a story this would be! If I was still on the paper..." Of course, if the Blue side were to win, and were he to be crowned king.... Well! That might be the possible way out of his hopeless situation! That realization dawned on Earth suddenly, shaking him to a greater state of alertness than any caffeinated beverage could do. He could play for a second chance, and by Celestia's big bushy beard, he was playing to WIN. Scarfing down a stale crossaint, the stallion put on his trilby and his game face, barging out of the door onto the first red square he saw, calling out to the mare across to his left. "Alright! Let's go take the castle!"
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  8. Finally. Dunnie descended down the steps of Blueblood's house to the street. She was on break after a relatively easy morning, not that they were ever as stressful as working in a restaurant. But, in the lul between making lunch and dinner, Dunnie decided to relax for a bit and probably relax at a cafe and go shopping. However, as she looked down on the street for a landing spot, she noticed that the whole street was patterned like a grid. She glanced left and right, the whole road was the same, colored with perfect squares. "Thorough prank." Her wings carried her back down to the steps to the house, where she landed on a sheet of paper. When she looked down, she noticed she was all red. What the... am I dreaming? Or is this some elaborate magic? Quickly she swiped up the flyer that was under her hoof. She scanned the document, searching for information. Giant game of checkers, commoners blue, nobility red. Wait. "What?! I'm not a noble!" She blurted out in surprise as she glanced down again at her now red body. "Somepony's got it all wro--!" She stepped down onto the grid and was teleported to Canterlot Castle. The warping sent her mind into a tailspin, "Eugh." She struggled to keep her hoofing, so she wrapped a hoof around this large, soft, red object to keep balance. Little did she know it was a horned beefcake from Neighpon she had a leg around.
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  9. Lens was starting to get annoyed; there were no shops which had what he wanted or rather what he needed; that was when it hit him; Discord was a being of chaos, so why would he hide things in places that were marked, perhaps these stores were red herrings instead of his prize tuna. That was when he noticed the pulling of the balloon that was with him, he looks to where it's head was, following the gaze over to the stallion, not one he knew well, but he knew the name of at least. He wanders over towards the stallion, waving to get his attention "Hey big red, over here! Don't suppose you've seen a bottle of wine laying about have you?"
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  10. Now you are home though. Take a load off, Have a good meal. Rest a little. ^-^
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