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  1. Roleplay Type: A New Generation Name: Queen Haven Gender: Female Age: "Mature Adult" Species: Pegasus Eye color: Ice Blue Coat: Perwinkle Mane/Tail: Two Toned Blue and Purple ("Silver? What Silver? That's merely a trick of the lighting, I assure you!") Physique: Trim, but maternal, a mare who takes care of herself Residence: Zephyr Heights Occupation: Royalty, Mother, Celebrity-in-cheif Cutie Mark: Outspread Wings, with a crown above them Unique Traits: A spectacular sense of showmareship and panache! History: Her earliest memory was being inducted into the "Noble Lie." Nopony knew when exactly the pegasi had lost their magic, and with it the ability to fly. Nopony outside the walls of the palace knew that the Royal Family of Zephyr Heights had kept up the pretense they still could for as long as anypony remembered. That was just the world Haven Storm was born into when the then-rulers of the pegasi had their foal, and she took to it. Naturally, having to keep up a pretense at all times usually meant that the Royal Family kept out of the spotlight for as long as possible, but that was really not Haven's style. Even from a young age, she felt the eyes of the ponies around her, seeing their eyes light up just a little bit in seeing the 'last of the ponies that could fly.' It left a lasting impression on the future queen, and she vowed that not only would such a light never dim in their eyes, but she'd see to it that it shone as often and bright as possible! It was this realization that gave her a cutie mark, and set the path she would take as a Queen. Growing up, then, she would push for more public appearances, improvements in the wireworks, and positively relished the appearance of reporters, whereas her parents had been more stand-offish. Being half-celebrity, half-ruler where one's legitimacy was dependent on a fiction could leave one a little detached from the earth, and in all fairness, Haven could be a little disregarding of the ground truth of things, as it were. Style and substance were one thing in the palace; and this was the milieu she would raise her daughters in. Zipp was born first, and as the heir apparent, it was her that got most of the attention of the staff, and her mother, at first. She would have to keep the whole circus running after Haven, after all. To The Queen's surprise, however, it turned out to be Pipp, her younger daughter, who took after the lifestyle she modeled for them most, even keeping her dear old mum up to date on the new media landscape. Zipp was at least indulgent of her little sister's hogging of the limelight, though Haven would often worry about her cavalier attitude towards the whole show. In one respect, she had been right to worry, as one day, a couple of strangers, an earth pony and unicorn, showed up! Haven could not risk any panic to her subjects, and so had the spies detained in the dungeon (a much nicer fate than it sounds, Queen Haven being a believer in rehabilitative justice). But wouldn't you know it, but her oldest daughter not only released them, but joined them on a crazy quest to bring back magic, that involved the theft of her crown, the ruining of her younger daughter's big show, and the whole exposure of the fiction she'd spent her entire life upholding! Needless to say there were repercussions. Ponies are rarely kind to a liar revealed, and she soon found herself in her own jail cells! Fortunately, the inner loyalists among the show crew and palace guards, knowing that no state-provided massage chair would ever alleviate the stress of knowing her daughters were on the run, broke her out and they gave chase, all the way to Bridlewood forest, where she pleaded for her daughters to return home! And to return the crown, of course. And yet, that earth pony was able to convince her, just briefly, that magic could return. That the noble lie could be made true. Just long enough, in fact, for Haven to feel Sunny's crushing despair when joining the unicorn and earth pony crystals failed to bring it back. For one second, she'd had hope, had felt what it was that had led Zipp to spurn house, home, and stage for... magic? Or perhaps for a friend? Yes, a friend. A friend who would come running back to warn her and her family of danger. A friend who would brave that danger on a risk of one last shot. A friend who could show everypony the truth about each other, and what friendship could be. And in that moment, when she felt the wind beneath her wings for the very first time, and looked up to see Zipp and Pipp flying above her- They would be able to look down, and see in her eyes the same light she'd used to inspire. And now it need never go out! Character Personality: Queen Haven is not a bad ruler. She cares very much for the welfare and good opinion of the pegasi underneath her. It's just that she rather conflates the importance of the latter with the former. She keeps up appearances under all circumstances, and tends to trust in her ability to control the situation with soothing words, smoke and mirrors. Truth had always just been an incidental luxury to the needs of rule, and that habit is hard to break. But, being a loving mother, and a caring queen deep down, she is willing to open up to new friends, though it takes a bit to get her to take the mask off. Character Summary: Half-celebrity, half-ruler, all mother.
    5 points
  2. Maretime Bay had many awesome features. A bustling downtown district, well-tilled farmlands, several technological institutes that Sunny would be proud of had they not primarily focused on developing gear to combat the other species. But the thing that made it most unique in comparison to the other cities is that it was the only one with direct access to the sea. And so, with the dust having been settled and all the bigger plans for ponies from the three cities mingling in the works, there was a lull. A brief one perhaps, but one she wanted to use anyway. She had not really been able to learn about her new friends all that much. The adventure was quick and demanding and she hadn't really been given any time to honestly sit down and learn. She loved to sit down and learn! And so she was going to learn, and become better friends, and everything was going to be great. So she had hired out a little touring boat that would make the rounds of the bay. It wasn't the largest boat in the world but it would work for those who wanted to come along. And as for hiring? Well, the owner had been one of those giving her the hardest time about pony unification. To say he felt foalish would be, well, foalish. This free trip came with smoothies she had made and he had paid for them. Cookies! She had cookies. Did Pegasi like cookies? Hmm. She'd have to find out. The boat was ready and the day was beautiful. The sun shimmered off of the waters and the various caves and coves around the Bay. White foam washed up across the rocks and the shoals sang beautifully. It was a perfect Maretime Bay day for perfect Maretime Bay excursion with some new perfect friends. It was open to anypony who wanted to come and Sunny was excited to embark on a new adventure, and had made sure to invite her newfound friends specifically. Well, maybe not so adventurous as before but she had plans!
    4 points
  3. Windwright inclined his head politely to acknowledge that he was, in fact, Windwright the alchemist. He had earned a bit of a reputation in Ponyville, that boast and drinking contest a few years back had been the seed of that, unfortunately, rather than his alchemical prowess. Still, he was an infamous alchemist in these parts. He was about to respond to Bluebelle's introduction and Nilaavin's comment, when somecreature teleported in next to him. And all Tartarus broke loose. He cleared his throat and stood up, saying "Well, if I were looking for someone who might know how best to replicate transformative magics, I'd start that search with a creature known to be able to transform." in a tone of voice clearly meant to be diplomatic. "Especially since, if we're going to find an alchemical solution to your dilemma, it's going to take a LOT of looking." he added, mentally editing out the 'Assuming it can be done permanently at all, that is.' that he was thinking. He turned to the other alchemist he would presumably be working with and inclined his head again. "Windwright, alchemist." he introduced himself. "And the princess's method is certainly cheaper than mine."
    3 points
  4. “You don’t have one?” Pipp asked as her mind pulled back something she was thinking about a day or so ago. She has yet to see one phone… Ok, she has seen phones but old landline phones. Nothing like hers… Or seen TV’s like what she was used to. The few she saw in a shop looked like something her mother grew up with. She hated to say something but were earth ponies just… that far behind? They were not dumb, nothing like she was told growing up. That was easy to see. But clearly they were lagging behind? She’d love to learn more but felt such a topic was not yet safe to touch on. “Well, if I can I will set you up with one later… If my title still matters. we will have to see. As for boats on water? No, I've only ever been on my sky-yacht and I don’t think that’s the same as being on water. But it's cool you have a boat!” She says looking over at the sailing ship and eyeing it up and down, on the small side compared to her airship but it did seem pretty big overall. She was about to ask more about it when some unicorn showed up. Not one she knew. Odd. What was… oh… Sunny was not playing around with she posted the letter as ‘open’ was she? This was not just open too friends but every pony willing to join. Oh no. She was not ready to talk with the peasants! Her hooves needed too be gilded again! Her mane and tail were only washed in some shower with whatever soap the hotel had on hoof. She was a mess! At least by her standards. What will she say? She had no script! No plans! And more of them were coming! She did not know a single one of them, all outsiders and she was the first pegasus they may have seen. She was going to be the face of her kingdom and grand city. What did she get herself in too? Maybe she can do a rain check and come back la- Oh they were departing. She can’t bail now can she? That’d look bad. Well she had to step up didn't she? So be it… But Sunny was going to get an earful later. “Hello hello, all of you! Thank you all for coming! It's so heartwarming to see so many new faces and tribes here so soon. It’s honestly amazing.” She says with a beaming smile and wave of her wings before she leaps onboard. The earth pony… Sugar was it? She was rather dazzling. She’d never think earth ponies can be so… Well, pretty. Not that Sunny was ugly! Oh by the stars this was going to be a lot of walking around on the tips of her hooves. What if she says something bad? Sunny you are a mad mare, utterly mad. But that seemed to be wh- Oh look at that. Food! She wasted no time trotting past the rest of them and down in to the lower deck for some free food. Just what the doctor ordered, stress eating! “Not bad, sunny, not bad.” She says with a wave of a wing before partaking in whatever grabbed her eyes… mostly the sweets.
    3 points
  5. The first pony to arrive was Pipp. It was hard to imagine that she didn't know just one Princess, but two and a Queen! And that was even before recognizing their worth as a pop star, which seemed considerable. Sunny liked her pop music as much as the next mare and she was too distracted trying to pull of a heist to appreciate the song but Pipp seemed pretty good. She hadn't come around as easily as Zipp and truth be told she wasn't sure what it was that did win Pipp over, but Sunny was excited to see her all the same. She wanted to get to know her better. She had so many questions to ask and so much information to gleam from this glimmering figure. "Just having you here-" she began before she was ruthlessly pulled in for a selfie, unprepared eyes going wide as the flash blinded her for a moment. She needed to get a phone like that at some point. "I need to get one of those...anyway...welcome aboard the SS Sunny Starscout! Ever been on a sailing ship before?" She asked of the Pop Princess, making sure she found her sealegs- or wings, she wanted to see Pipp fly more- as easily as possible. The next pony was a unicorn. Sunny was good at figuring out who it would be based on horn designs, not that the rest of the mare wouln't have come easily undone as being Izzy. She didn't know this one and that was greatly exciting. As much as she wanted to spend time with the friends she had made already, she was also very excited at the prospect of meeting all sorts of new ponies who were finally trotting over to Maretime Bay to experience friendship and affection like the ponies of old. "Welcome to Maretime Bay and welcome to the party! It's nice to meet you, Moonage. I'm Sunny!" She offered in the friendliest manner possible. Well, maybe not possible. She was still wondering what the limits were but she would be saddened if she had exhausted the lengths already. The next pony up was one who Sunny knew well. Sugar Moonlight was one of the city's most well known models and the biggest name in CanterLogic's roster of models for its line of 'protective products'. Like most ponies she had either bought into the lies that had been fed to her, or at least helped maintain it, and like too many she had taken Sunny to task for speaking truth to power. For all of that and then some however, Sugar was no enemy. She was a good, friendly mare who was no more an enemy to Sunny than anypony else. If the system you are born in is corrupt, then those that adhered to the standards of that system and are incentivized to uphold it are not enemies. They are victims of a different breed, and the system itself is the enemy. "Come on board, Sugar," she offered quickly, offering Sugar a friendly hoof. "And thank you, that means a lot. I forgive you and more importantly I never blamed you. We were all raised to believe a bunch of bunk, just like our parents and theirs before them. Now though, we have friends who can fly and float things and that is pretty cool," she offered at first with some manner of formality before breaking down into giddy excitement....because it was all true! The final member of today's friendship cruise came into being, though there was something strange about him. Not how he looked- looked like an earth pony and that was so normal to her that the fact he was new to her was lost- but how he acted. Then it struck her: He had never seen a unicorn before. Or a pegasus for that matter! And judging by how she had never seen him before, he was clearly a shut-in. Sugar Moonlight may have wanted to come out of her shell but this was a whole other level of it! Still, the more the merrier and new friends came from all stripes. "It sure is, buddy! Come on in! I'm Sunny and these are my friends, or soon to be friends. What's your name?" She asked, beaming with excitement. As she did so, the captain of the ship knocked on the window to his cabin. Sunny turned and saw him tap a watch on his wrist. Oh. It was time to leave. Truth be told she was hoping to see one more unicorn show up, but alas. She couldn't expect Izzy to spend her whole life in Maretime Bay now, right? She nodded and in a few moments the ship was off, unmoored by some helpful colts on the dock and powered by sail and a small engine. They were starting to slow, essentially a nice and controlled drift out into the waters. "And we're off! Thank you, those that showed up, for joining me today. I am so happy to see ponies come together and I thought I would show off something that makes Maretime Bay unique among the cities. I know both Bridlewood and Zephyr Heights are positioned far away from the waters, so I wanted to take all of us out for a day on the waves," she started before opening a door near the front to showcase a small internal 'ballroom' with food and drink. "Also, refreshments!"
    3 points
  6. As an idea popped into the red mare she let out an "Ooh!" She glanced over at the stallion with a grin. "Instead of armor, which would not make sense for a specialty spell-caster, I could see Mister Blizzard rocking a proper robe, done in the Twilight Guard colors of course. One with a hoodie, so when he casts one of his more powerful spells, not only will his horn light up, so will his eyes, which will look really intimidating if he's somewhere dark...", she got a good image of this. Sometimes just being a little scary could end a confirmation before it fully started. "And the robe would be weaved with the usual protective....environmental type spells.", she added. "And a nice hidden pack to place thew usuals wizard supplies and travel spellbook..travel rations and look really good in the process." Who would make such a robe? "And no rush, there are the usual tests, which you'll breeze right through. You'll love the benefits, from super-good insurance and discounts on annual passes to Whinny World along with free transportation and hotel stay at the yearly Royal Equestrian Army Conference." Which she believed is being held at Las Pegasus this year! Woot! And there was the good Princess of all of Equestria who Fire Walker turned to. "Swifty is going for realism, so anything that uses rubber muscles or polyester is right out.", she chuckled, "Of course your brother and sister-in-law are sitting on probably the best collection of ancient suits and dresses...Fashion from over a thousand years old that probably wears like brand new clothing.", she mused. "And it appears we are going for the old and bearded type with acting and musical experience. I'm sure his people can find an acting pony in Neigh York.", she sighed. At the rate they were going, the pair would probably end up having their wedding at the Old Pone's Home.
    3 points
  7. Normally, finding out what route a ship or a boat was planning to take out of Maretime Bay required waiting until nightfall and a minor degree of stealth; Despite the general paranoia that seemed to be a cornerstone of Maretime's very culture, when it actually came to matters of practical security docking authority had always proved somewhat... lax when left to its own devices in terms of making sure all the windows and doors were locked when everyone went home or that the locks in question actually worked in the first place. While it had been a number of years since he had last seen his father, distant memories of dinner time conversations with his parents suggested that heads would have been butted with until they started doing their jobs to his standards. Alas, without the constant threat of being called out for lax standards the dock authority had fallen back into pre-North Star complacency. For Allegro, this complacency proved rather beneficial. While he could spend all night patrolling the Bay in order to keep an eye out for incoming ships he did actually enjoy sleeping every now and then... and even if he did forgo sleep, the Bay itself was a rather large area to patrol and the chance to miss something was always there. So logically, slipping into the offices of the dock authority in order to have a look at travel plans, plotted courses and time tables that were generally required to be submitted so that if the worst should happen, somepony on land would know something had happened and had a general idea of where to start looking to find out what exactly that something was tended to make Allegro's self appointed task a lot easier. However, for the first time in his life he wasn't sneaking into the building in the dead of night to have a snoop around. He had walked through the front doors, rather shyly and nervously said hello to a few ponies and had asked nicely if there were any ships heading out or planning to come back into harbor today, secretly frightened that the shimmering light that allowed him to interact with random strangers in relative safety would wink out and the lie it projected into the world vanish at the worst possible time. The worst hadn't happened through; Far from it. The pony at the desk proved friendly and more then happy to share the timetable for the day, as empty as it was. Only one ship was heading out and it was scheduled as nothing more then a day trip around the Bay. Allegro would have left the matter there but... when he had looked at the documentation he had failed to see a ship captain be registered for the trip. While it was properly nothing, he had left the office and traveled along the docks until he had at last found the dock number that he was looking for... alongside a ship in which several ponies, at least one of them with wings of all things while another had a horn, gathering. The sight of non-earth ponies was honestly shocking to Allegro. For a moment he didn't know how to process their presence since everything he had heard or seen of the earth ponies of Maretime Bay had suggested that they would actively try and drive out anything that was different from themselves (...or at least run away screaming at the sight of it). Rather then standing there like a fish out of water and drawing rather attention to himself, he took a deep breath and crossed the distance needed to get into talking range of the ship and its passengers. "E-Excuse me, is this the..." He paused for a moment as he recalled the name of that the boat had been rented under "'S-Sunny Starscout' party?"
    3 points
  8. Twilight Sparkle spoke up in support of her Captain's words. The Guard looked for capability and Equestrian values. If he could make it there, he could make it anywhere. "The Twilight Guard looks for quality and for ponies who can uphold the values of Equestria. If you pass the tests and Fire Walker here-" Twilight nudged her Captain lightly, "-approves of you, then all you need is my approval. So that is a viable path," she noted while finishing her drink. "You have many viable avenues. If you want something guaranteed to you, then you will not be successful. But if you are willing to work and willing to work together, then I see no reason you won't succeed at just about anything you want to try," Twilight finished with a healthy nod. The more he spoke the more it seemed he wanted to find a job that required his skills and work but didn't require working with others, or as part of a team, unless he had some assurances. But there was a truth as old as time: Nothing was assured without sweat and toil. She had no doubt he was willing to work hard. It was going to depend on his willingness to embrace the angels of his better nature. Speaking of better natures, Twilight had to stifle a laugh at the changing and developing wedding plans. It made sense it would go from a small event to a large event. "Oh wow. How am I at once shocked and not shocked at all?" She laughed at the thought of the two of them getting that cheap marriage in Las Pegasus, and then had to hold in an even larger one as she thought about the themed wedding. "I better not tell Shining. He'll want to come in his Ogres and Oubliettes outfit," she rolled her eyes in mock annoyance, though she found it more charming than anything. "Yes, he dresses up sometimes. It is a little endearing but mostly funny for the rest of us. Except Cadance," a pregnant pause. "Playfully mortified?"
    3 points
  9. "Believe it or not.", The red mare grinned. "At a very early stage in our wedding plans, we actually had decided on something sweet and short. Like a Las Pegasus type. A few friends and family.", she added. "But considering Swifty is an only child, that did not sit well with his family, and being the first mare in the family to marry, my folks also pointed out that we deserved something a bit more epic than an 'in and out' wedding for twenty-five bits. So there's a theme. Currently, it's Pre-Equestria-themed. Based on the old wedding ceremonies, or at least the nice fantasy version without the violence and debauchery. And no really scary age differences for the bride and groom!". They were nearly the same age. "We are currently seeking a Starswirl The Bearded like fellow who can officiant a wedding." They wanted someone with a very good and loud voice and can roll their R's. "And foals? There is the Canterlot Young Choir that will be providing some of the music, the flower fillies, the song sheet page-turners, the scrapbook aids, the small group of fillies that will be carrying the back of my dress..What is it a train? The colts who will be hoofing out wedding programs or directions to the reception, the greeters, the junior bridesmaids, and a few others. It's a good thing my family is really big." She glanced over at Blizzard with a smile. "We have never turned down anypony due to their age or current mood. I'm sure we could always use a powerful, experienced, and resourceful Cryomancer like yourself." The Twilight Guard wasn't the regular old R.E.A. They took in folks with experience who could not only serve but also train!
    3 points
  10. Roleplay Type: A New Generation Name: Princess Zephyrina ‘Pipp’ Petals Gender: Female ♀ Age: Young mare Species: Pegasus Eye colour: green Coat: pink that fades in to white down her legs and wings Mane/Tail: A long violet mane is wavy and pinned to one side with the help of her crown, her tail is of average length and well groomed just like her mane. Physique: She stands shorter than average with a somewhat more plush overall body shape. Her most notable physical feature are her short but fluffy thanks to the large soft feathers that make up her wings. Well soft, warm and seen as cute they made even short moments of gliding physically impossible. At least, without the help of magic. But even with the help of magic her spoiled life has not made her the most physically fit of ponies. Well far from lazy and willing to do what she must, she is hopelessly outmatched by her older sister. Residence: The royal palace of Zephyr Heights. Occupation: Second in line to the crown, Princess of Zephyr, singer, songwriter, dancer, and over all media Idol of Zephyr Heights. Cutie Mark: A spiky purple music note that fades to white towards the bottom containing a gold crown. Unique Traits: Pipp is a phenomenal singer, that no pony can deney. Easily enthroning the masses with her voice she climbed the ranks from the ‘sister of the heir’ to the face everypony associated with royalty and class. This too is helped by her ability to win the hearts of others, be it in song or her witty remarks online she’s won a cult following in the city and knows how to use them to get her way. History: Princess Zephyrina Petals, better known as Pipp, was born in second place. With an older sister already set for the crown her birth had far less impact on the kingdome. She was the spare to the heir and her older sister was already up and kicking with all eyes on her. Well she was far from neglected, Pipp was never the top priority. From admiration down to education Zipp came first. Even her mothers free time favored Zipp and the growing filly was faced with a growing fear of being second forever. Nothing more than the ‘other one’ like the other siblings of past kings and queens. Try as her mother did to favor both her foals, the haunting fear of being forgotten creeped its way in to the young mind of Pipp and refused to ever let go. As the years passed she grew in the shadow of her older sister, craving the attention and fame as her older sibling was groomed for leadership. Trying her best to keep peace she found herself slipping behind as her sister just seemed to be smarter, faster and just better at everything. Almost everything. Pipp found her voice around the same time she found out how much she loved socializing. Where Zipp hated being paraded about, Pipp loved every moment of it and soon found ways to keep all eyes and ears on her. Something Zipp seemed fine with. This love for being in the spotlight is what got her to sing after seeing how much attention a singer had at one of mom's many social events. Her first attempt at singing was mildly embarrassing; it did convince her mother to hire the best vocalist trainer and singer in the city to teach her properly. Something she took to with a powerful eagerness as she finly had something she was good at and better yet, it was getting her the attention she so craved. As her singing talent grew her grades in other fields slipped. Losing interest in the more boring studies that had her playing second fiddle to her older sister's book smarts or athletic dominance she picked up more trainers in other fields. Music, dancing and whatever instrument grabbed her eye was studied with the same passion her sister had for athletics and dusty old books. With each passing year she learned how to master her voice, body and emotions to be the center of attention at every party. And it paid off as more and more eyes stayed on her. This finly reached its crescendo when she was old enough, and convinced mother enough, to put on a grand show for the city. She may have just been a filly at the time but her talent was already nothing to joke at. And when she walked out onto that stage and saw a city with all eyes on her she knew then and there this was it. Her destiny was going to be decided on that stage. Some may have been scared, many feared she’d panic with so many onlookers. She had none of that. This was everything she wanted and more and all she had to do was keep it. Pouring her heart in to the act she put all her training, fears and desires in to her performance. She’d not be forgotten, she’d not be overlooked or written in to some book margins as the ‘sister of the queen to be’. No, she was going to burn brightly as the Sun! And burn brightly she did for when the show ended with city shaking cheering she had done more than poreved what she can do, she earned her mark! That day set her down the path of stardome like no other. And as the years passed and the filly became a young mare she grew to become something truly extraordinary. Fame was easy, she was after all she was the daughter of the queen. But was nothing compared to the stardome she achieved in the passing years. Her face was more widely seen than the queens and plastered on more screens, posters, books, toys and even food than all the old kings and queens combined! She was on top of the world and her older sister seemed fine with this. And so was Pipp. She didn't hate her sister but the two definitely did not see eye too eye. They clashed often over widely different things. From the ‘Noble Lie’ down too takeout there was always something Zipp did not like. It was a consent reminder of how different they truly were. But for mothers sake she swallowed her pride… most of the time and just let things slide. What was there to worry about after all? Did it matter if they didn't fully get along? Pipp had her life, Zipp had her own and they both made peace with it for the sake of mother. What can go wrong? It's not like the city was going too fall out underneath them. And then it did. It was a show like many others and honestly it was nothing extraordinary. The more noteworthy event was two strangers getting in to the city. An earth pony and unicorn of all things! Well so very strange and making for some fantastic pics for her fans the two strangers were locked up in jail for later. And so she did not worry about them. That seemed to have been a grave mistake as next she saw them everything was upside down. Literally! Worse, her own sister was helping them! Everything she knew came crashing down in a moment as she watched her mother get swarmed by her own guards. And soon she was going to be next… Or was she? Luck had it that the scarcity forces still loyal to the family reached her first. Playing their part they dragged her off until they got some time alone with her. All of the city seemed to be turning against her, mom and even her sister! Speaking of… They knew where she was. With the help of loyalists she slipped down back roads and even had to travel by the sewer for a short moment! All of it just to track down her sister and ask her why she did this. Why did she destroy everything? The answer was honestly… Short of what was needed. Too short. But with a city out for her neck and nothing better but the insanely daft plan of her sister she picked the latter. It was better than being dragged out in chains and called a traitor for… for what? Doing what was best? No she’d have to ‘help’ in this endeavor. If it did work she’d fix all of this and save her mother. And so she joined the quest and got to meet Sunny, Izzy and Hitch. It was a whirlwind of events and days passed in a blur. Campfires made for easy talking and to her shock, understanding. Well she still felt distant from her sister, she did feel as if something new had happened. She was talking to others that knew nothing of her fame, her stardome. She was just… Pipp and they reached out to her as such. No screaming fan, no creepy comment about her hooves. She was just a pony and it felt oddly nice to be seen that way. And when the rainboom shattered the sky with colors she still felt oddly out of place. So much has changed. Every pegasus can fly, for real. The unicorns had magic and the earth ponies had… uh… Well, the world was opening up again. Places so long lost were now easily in reach. She just hoped it was worth the price paid and wondered what it meant for her, mom and her sister. Character Personality: Pipp has been called narcissistic, egotastic and dozen other words ending in ‘stic’. And well it's not entirely wrong it's far from correct to label her personality with such large brushstrokes! Much like her mother she does genuinely love her subjects and wishes the best for them. But sometimes this manifests in ways some may object to such as her belief the ‘Noble Lie’ was completely justified. In her eyes lying and half-truths are morality correct if it's done for reasons that keep others safe. Not everything needs to be known and sometimes the moral thing to do is lie to help another. And that view defines how she acts and views the world. She’s a good pony but sometimes a good pony needs to do unsavory things for the good of everpony. And underneath this all lies her deepest secret. Her fear of being forgotten. No matter how often her mother says she loves both her foals, no matter how many times she’s heard her name chanted by a sea of fans nothing can strip away the fear. She was born in second place and there is nothing she can do about it. And when was the last time you ever heard about a ruler's sibling? This fear makes her desperate for attention and encouragement almost constantly and makes it easy for her to slip in to episodes of melancholy. Character Summary: Pipp is the second in line for the crown of Zephyr, singer, pop-star, dancer and crown jewel of the public's eye. Ever happy to be the center of attention and heart of the party she knows how to stand out and get her way. Most of the time.
    3 points
  11. Despite calumnies, Mayor Rich did indeed come to the office with scruples and a conscience; having a completely unproductive meeting during business hours would have violated both. But Niilaavin's agreement to assist with and speed up construction satisfied both of them, letting her relax back into the atmosphere of mutual appreciation over tea. "Lovely, with your help I've no doubt we can complete it ahead of schedule. The more seasons of competition we host, the better off the town will be. Have you any favorite sports yourself? I've been thinking of having my husband franchise a team himself, and, if you don't mind me saying so, Sphinxes would make a fantastic mascot!" She beamed, before muttering into her teacup, "Much better than Apples, I mean really..." The next batch of compliments very nearly caused Spoiled to sputter in her hot beverage, which would have been very painful. Thankfully, she had developed more control than that, but her blush was obvious this time. "Goodness, is that so?" She could barely keep herself from giggling like a filly. "You know, it's not common for mares to be fought over. Stallions are rarer on average, and so often feel that they have the pick of the lot. It's we mares that often find ourselves fighting over them. Those of us that don't just go for other mares, not that there's anything wrong with that." Certainly made snagging her husband slightly easier, with a couple taking themselves out of competition. Hearing him mourn the unlikelihood of kittens moved her heart, though, it really did. "If there is anything this town can do to assist you in that respect, Niilaavin, please do not hesitate to ask." It was only fair, him having offered assistance, that she offer it in turn.
    3 points
  12. The unicorn's hoof went to his head as he let out a loud sigh. He would rub his temples as he let the princess and her guard carry on their own conversation. It would be rather obvious that he was deep in though. He knew his future didn't need to be determined at that moment, however for a pony of his age, the luxury of youth was not on his side. Sooner rather then later he would have to make a choice. Reenter civilized Equestria or live out his days alone in the north with his magic and an occasional letter or book run for companionship. Looking up, he would force a smile. "Well, I'm glad I don't have to make a decision today." Even a foal could tell he was concerned. It was a conundrums like this that kept him in the Frozen North for all these year. Blizzard carried a large amount of pride in his abilities and his upbringing. He had fancied himself a wizard, silly as it would sound in hindsight, coming from old Canterlot, a title, though just a few words, used to make an impression, similarly to how a rank worked in the guard... Looking over to Fire Walker, he would try one last suggestion, though his tone was that of a jest. "I don't suppose the Twilight Guard has an opening for a grumpy old ice mage," he'd say with a chuckle. "I'm sure that the other ice mage in that other branch of the guard has everything covered...I could only imagine Ice Storm's face if that where to happen," he'd say with a somewhat sinister laugh. He knew he was too old to be enlisted...by a few years now anyway. Perhaps he just wanted to see the red pegasus's reaction to trying to best Ice.
    3 points
  13. ~Princess Bluebelle~ It had taken some time before the Archancellor of the School of Friendship could reasonably take the rest of the afternoon off, but at last she was able to return to the castle. She wasted no time in letting Niilaavin know that an alchemist who might possibly be able to help him in his quest to find a female of his kind would be coming to visit, only to be interrupted halfway through by her personal secretary, letting her know that a second alchemist had arrived as well! Apparently on the recommendation of the Mayor, which Bluebelle wasn't sure she should take all that seriously, but Niil seemed to think highly of Spoiled Rich's judgment, so that probably wouldn't turn out badly. Nevertheless, she thought it prudent to personally accompany the sphinx to make introductions, as well as have the maids personally assigned to Niil tag along. One of them would be very much involved in this process, and the other at least knew where to rub and scratch to put the big kitty in a good mood. "Psmith, please let our visitors know that Niil is waiting for them in the courtyard." She called out to her private secretary, before taking a seat underneath a shade tree, close to Niilaavin's pay. Enbarr and Gritstream were on the other side of the cat, with Enbarr out in front, and Gritstream doing her best to remain unnoticed. She rarely liked showing her face to visitors, as she dreaded the thought of one of them having reason to recognize it.
    2 points
  14. Ponyville had begun to bustle with increased energy and commerce over the past couple of years; you really couldn't call it a sleepy little country town anymore. Not only did all the crazy things that occasionally happened keep one up on their hooftips, a small but living night life had begun to spring up around the coffee shops and bars. It said something that multiple of each could be supported, rather than a single one populated by whoever's cutie mark happened to be closest. Spoiled Rich could remember those days, not so very long ago, where a mare with ambitions for her family could only hope to forge connections to other places, the nearby Canterlot especially. But, as it turned out, thing changed rapidly. Now, Ponyville was a town on the rise, and ambition had much, much more to gain by getting on the ground floor with a rising elevator! Hence, Spoiled mayoral run, and eventual success. Commerce and society were going to play a large part in the town's future, and a pony who knew both would be perfect for the job! Still, things hadn't changed all that much. Though larger, Ponyville still held tight to a small town lifestyle, which meant a Mayor that kept open office hours, for Ponies to come in with petitions, suggestions, complaints, and the like. A little tiresome, but a tradition from her friend and predecessor she was loath to discard. Like it or not, it really was the best way to keep tabs on how things were going. And really, if Royalty still held court, so should she! The door was propped open, the tea was streaming in the pot, and the desk was temporarily cleared. Mayor Rich was ready for the public! (OOC: The Mayor will be seeing one petitioner/group at a time, sign up in this thread -https://www.canterlot.com/topic/25009-the-mayors-open-office-hours-sign-up/ )
    2 points
  15. Gritstream huffed from behind Niilaavin's paw, but did make to get out from under him when sensed the arrival of the alchemists. She knew one of them was a changeling, and what the big cat thought of those guys. She couldn't say that she had a high opinion of them herself, but her life up until now really didn't give her a lot of leeway to throw stones. As she stood beside Enbarr, she would have presented quite the contrast. While the maid outfit seemed natural enough on her pegasus companion, Gritstream herself looked as if an outlaw from the outback had been lassoed, trussed up, and forcibly stuffed into her uniform and profession. Which was not all that far from what actually happened... But Niil was right enough that nopony would be paying attention to her, since Niil was taking all the attention for himself. "[Down, boy!]" Bluebelle called out to Niil, using the magic of the amulet around her neck to speak the command in the sphinx's native tongue. "[Don't make me get the garden hose and spray you in front of guests!]" Technically that wasn't necessary, as the amulet gave her command over him, but she was trying to actually train him to behave well in Equestria without her supervision. And that included dealing with changelings these days. Modern times, eh? Fortunately, Enbarr was on the case, and he hoped that between her and the alchemist's reassurances, Niil could be calmed. "Apologies about that, changelings didn't have the best of reputations back in his day. Nor could you say they were on their best behavior, but times are different now, as I keep trying to remind him. I teach changeling students, and they haven't done anything to me, right?" That, hopefully should do it. Turning back, and taking a deep breath, she went to move on, listening to Rose's magical explanations, nodding along until she hit the part about the mayor. "What, Spoiled Rich? No, no, it was Enbarr here that we had in mind for that. They're quite close, as you can see already." Already, though, the Princess' treacherous imagination was giving her a picture of the Mayor as a sphinx. It was... eerily apt.
    2 points
  16. Rose at least had the decency to look properly offended by Niilavin's comment, but took it in stride. Creatures like him are commonplace where she grew up, so she knew how to handle him. "For your information, Mr. Niilavin, I have made strides to bring much good to Equestria. The preservation and propogation of life has always been my chiefest concern." It seemed that this was the time for a proper appraisal, aided, of course, by a more in-depth scan. She initiated the spell without much of any warning, undaunted by the magical beast, and shifted her attention to Windwright as it went about its invisible work. "Rose Compass, also an alchemist. Former captain, too." She smiled a little nostalgically. "And I've actually already formulated a few solutions to this problem. It's hardly as daunting a challenge as you may presume: I have two propositions, in fact; one," she raised a hoof. "We create an artificial host body using Niilavin as a template, deactivate the male sex chromosomes during conception, and then transfer the Mayor's consciousness into the body. It won't truly be her own body, however, which may cause her some distress. It would also severely limit the gene pool, and may potentially cause... Complications in later generations." She mused on this aloud, looking off into the distance. "The second option is to use true transformation- as in, a spell, potentially aided by an alchemical catalyst, but by and large initiated by magic and not alchemy. Both options require a genetic sample from Niil here." By then, if it hadn't been interrupted, the scan should have completed. She leveled a scrutinizing look on the sphinx.
    2 points
  17. “You know no pony will take you.” Nilaavin says glancing at the mare taking cover behind his mass. He was a beast of his word and she submitted to him. As such he’d keep her safe. No pesky apples or whatever they were, if they even had ties to her, will lay one harmful hoof on what was his. Yet she’s yet to put that trust in him that Enbarr has. A shame, but it wes telling she used him for cover now. That did tell him she put some trust in him. But he knew she’d not buge, most of all with strangers. Mare was more shy than… of what was her name? Butter Shy was it? No no… Falter? The yellow mare that was somehow a hero. Whatever, it was just amusing to see Gritstream so shy for a mare of her strength and girt. His ears flicked with a jerk of his head, looking up he watched the pegasus come down to land and pushed down the urge to leap on it. Something about them flyers really kicked his hunting instincts in to overdrive. But he was a behaved cat, Blue can vouch for that. “Windwright is it? I do think I heard of him in passing, nice to put a face to this name.” He spoke, looking down at the pegasus with judging eyes. He looked the part… books, papers and such. Given he has heard of this pony before and he looked the part… A pop of magic almost made nil leap in the air. He didn't, but the jolt of shock ran down his spine. Gathering his wits he focuses on the mare and… Oh it was that thing. The insect was back. This is what he gets for not smashing it at the wedding the first moment he got. You let the bug scamper off and next thing you know it's in the backyard! What was that THING even doing here? To suck on what hope he had like some blasted tick? Too grow fat off the fruits of others? No he’d not sta- “NIL!” Enbarr’s voice grabbed his focus, looking down at the mare he saw her japing a hoof at his paw, pushing at the claws as if it would shove them back in… And they did after he relaxed. The hoof stayed on his paw. A hopeless act as even if she sat on his paw it will not keep it down. But he relented underneath her glare and shot a look over at Blue. “What is this thing doing here?” He asked, aiming his free paw at the bug. “Is it somehow part of this? If so, this meeting is over already. My hopes were low but this dashed them worse than I may have ever feared. A hide changer is of no help, they never can be. No good ever came from a parasite.” He muttered, teeth glaring in the sun to stress how displeased he was.
    2 points
  18. Mayor Rich would have taken a few seconds to take in Swift Squall's attire. To her credit, she refrained from rolling her eyes, only giving the stallion a flat look he may have remembered from a particularly unsympathetic aunt, if he had grown up with aunts. Many scions of the upper class did, and their personal frictions made for many a delightful classic tale from P.G. Wodestable. "I was hoping to discuss the possibility of manufacturing investment in town," She said evenly, "But you seem to have a preference for Everfree expeditions. And with an expectant mare at home, too."
    2 points
  19. Bluebelle supposed she couldn't blame Niilaavin for not wanting to get his hopes up. It would be a cruel thing, given how much this meant to him, for a hope to be raised then dashed by alchemical impossibility. But just as Niil thought of Blue as part of his Pride, the Princess thought of Niilaavin as a member of her House, and she was determined to see that he did well. She smiled to see the nuzzling moment between him and Enbarr, but where was Gritstream? "Not coming out to greet our guests?" She called out to the other maid. "Nope." She answered from just out of sight. "Too risky. Appleoosan connections to this town." "That's just the Apple clan, they have connections everywhere." Further attempts to cajole Gritstream to greet her guests were interrupted by their arrival. Reaching out a hoof to steady Windwright's landing, she made the introduction. "Niil, Enbarr, this is Windwright, a friend of mine and a very fine alchemist who just so happened to pay me a visit this morning." Shortly on his feathertips came the other guest, Rose the changeling. By this point, the willies that Blue usually went through in their presence had been decreased to a minimum, and she was able to give just as charming a smile and greeting. "And this is Rose, another alchemist who comes on the recommendation of Mayor Rich!" She took the note, tucking it away for later. She rarely destroyed any correspondence, you never knew what future historian would bless your memory for preserving it. "I can't exactly say it was planned, but now I can't imagine living any other way." With everypony arrived, the Princess stepped back to give the guests room to maneuver. "This is just an initial sample collection meeting." She explained to Niil. "Transformation potions or magic usually requires the essence of whatever one plans to transform into, and you're the closest sphinx we know of."
    2 points
  20. Windwright was pacing and mumbling to himself as he filled his saddlebags out of his cart. Most would expect an alchemist's kiosk-cart to contain nothing but glass vials full of strange fluids and bizarre ingredients. While Windy's cart did in fact contain those things, those were being left in their places. No, Windwright was picking out his reference manuals, notebooks, and journals, as well as his medical kit and one or two sample containers, just in case. The trouble is, that was about four bags' worth of books and supplies, and Windy had two. When he finally eliminated the books he thought were irrelevant, he closed down and locked the kiosk, then flew out into the town to find the princess and the Sphinx. Which turned out to be easier than he thought it would be thanks to the wide berth and immense stature. The alchemist landed a little gracelessly next to Princess Bluebelle and her shade tree, far enough away for politeness' sake, but close enough that nocreature could mistake his presence for accidental. Though with how much his bags were bulging they might be able to assume he was about to drop down in exhaustion.
    2 points
  21. The spells were a little resistant to tampering, but nothing beyond his ability to toy with. Luckily, he wouldn't be waiting for long. He could feel her coming before she even arrived, like a mouse racing through a funnel, before she spilled out of a spell that had actually managed to stay hidden. She could have teleported the regular way, but she liked showing off, and this also made it more difficult to track her for outsiders. "Good evening, Mr. Star." She inclined her head, smiling cordially as she took a seat. "Thank you for coming. We should have one more arrival on the way, but in the meantime..." Her horn flashed, and a tea set appeared between them. Ironically, she summoned a bottle of Luna Rosa for herself and poured some into her own dainty cup. "I've discovered a new breed of zap apple in a temple some distance from here. Naturally, I experimented with it a little, and even tried making tea out of the leaves. It's surprisingly mellow for what it comes from." she took a sip
    2 points
  22. Nilaavin was deeply shocked in a number of ways by the news. Did some pony rarely think they could do it? More so, so soon? He had his reservations about it and in truth did ponder if it was just some scam too win favour and bits. Such an outcome was very much possible after all. For all of this was based on nothing more than an old sphinx story his mother told him about how the first sphinx was made. They were once a pony but were changed by power and ambition to keep order too this land. Blessed by the gods! Not the silly story told now where they got changed by the gods as a punishment for being greedy. Sphinxes were not greedy after all, they only asked for what they deserved by birthright. How can that be greedy? Well that did not matter. It was just a story and had slim hopes in seeing some truth in it. A sphinx is a sphinx, a pony a pony. Yet… if a pony can become a sphinx… Well it can make saving his race all the more easy. Far more easy than tracking down old and far rumors of more of his kind in far off places. But he must keep his hopes low. This was too easy, too soon. Odds are nothing will come of this meeting or the two gusts coming here. “I can’t say I’m too hopeful about this.” He spoke up, looking down at Blue. Nil towered over the ponies around him, sitting down he was still much taller than even an alicorn. The fact he was young and still growing came as a shock to most. “But yet… I hope. Just maybe I will no longer be so alone.” He remarked, then felt a hoof tapping at his side. He chuckled, glancing to his other side at Embarr. A pegasus mare from a hard life, maybe as hard as Girtsteams just in other ways. “Well not completely, but you know what I mean.” He says in a soft tone hinting at the care he felt for the mare. She was part of his Pride in her own way. Seeing her begging eyes let out a huff then leans down, nuzzling her just a moment before sitting back up tall and prideful. If this did work… He knew Enbarr would be first in line. And maybe he can convince Spoiled? That was more hard to say, she had the fire and spunk too make for a fine sphinx… And had leadership skills. Useful for his plans. But all of this was buying a cart before you had a pony to pull it. Best he did not let his mind wander too far.
    2 points
  23. "I shall be sure to do so. Good day!" Spoiled Rich said her goodbyes with a crisp nod, feeling relatively good about how the day was going. Why, her general attitude towards the Ponyville public at large was going up a peg or two, mostly due to the new additions she was seeing come in. The rest of the townies... well, she could afford magnanimity towards them now. "Next!" She called out as the alchemist departed, an actual note of chipperness in her voice!
    2 points
  24. ~~~Sugar Moonlight~~~ The apprehension was killing Sugar as she awaited Sunny's response. It had only been a couple seconds, but that could seconds felt like eternity as what felt like the weight of the world roll off of her. It would be a long while before she'd felt that she'd made up to Sunny, but hearing Sunny say that she never blamed her helped a lot. Sunny added that they were all raised to believe the lies that Canterlogic was spreading. That statement hit just a little closer to home than she woudl have liked, considering that she herself had played a role in propagating what they later found out as lies. That actually raised a major red flag for her too, almost as if she had just thought of something very important. what was Canterlogic going to do now that they didn't have to make questionable devices that may or may not actually do what they said they would do. If she was being honest, some of the items that might not be a bad thing. After all, the boots that were demonstrated in the event that Sunny crashed seemed like they were fastened to the ground. So yes, a pegasus could snatch you away, but you also couldn't move. She shook her head though. Today wasn't a day for such thoughts. These were important things that would need to be addressed, but today was about making new friends. She wasn't going to sully that by thinking about work at a time like this. When Sunny mentioned the friends that could fly around and float things, Sugar smiled. "I have to be honest here, I am still a teensy bit worried about that. Not from the ponies that you've brought here. I'll be the first to admit that I wasn't expecting to find a pegasus with wings as amazing as hers," she said pointing to Pipp's wings. "But those slight fears of the bad ones that could do the things that we are scared about, are lessened by the hope that the ponies that are generous, kind, and friendly will help protect us from the mean ones, should they ever arise," Sugar said before turning to one of the other newcomers. This pony was an Earth Pony, but at the same time Sugar never remembered seeing him before. She heard him introduce himself to Sunny as Allegro. She vaguely recognized the name. Not because she thought that she might have known the pony, but she knew that she had heard that term somewhere before, but couldn't picture where right off the top of her head. He thanked Sunny for inviting him and went on to say that he wanted to check up on everypony cause the manifest at the harbor didn't say anything about a captain about the vessel, so he wanted to make sure everything was okay. Sugar was going to say something in response, before the mention of the lighthouse stopped her dead in her tracks. She shuddered instantly as she remembered the entirety of what had happened just a few days before and how absolutely terrified that Maretime Bay had lost probably the most caring pony in the city. It was Sunny after all, that extended the first hoof of friendship to the other races, and brought them back together. That alone is a testament to how much she cared about everypony. Of course, if Sugar felt this bad from just having watched the lighthouse fall, she knew it had to be a million times worse for Sunny. Not only was that her home, but she was inside of it when it fell. That did bring up something though that Sugar did want to bring up at some point. "The... Lighthouse probably isn't a good thing to bring up right now... Though, while we're on the... touchy subject..." Sugar Started. "If you need a place to stay while the lighthouse is being rebuilt, I have an extra room. It's the least that I can do to help," she said to Sunny, still shuddering a bit from the memories of the other day. It was at that point the Pegasus spoke up and she became fixated on her. She wasn't sure what it was, but there was definitely an alluring appeal to her. Okay, she was lying, she knew exactly what it was. Those wings were so fluffy! She couldn't help but imagine what one of them might feel like wrapped around her. She quickly shook her head though at the though. She thanked them all for coming, and at the risk of saying something that would be completely off or inappropriate, Sugar kept her mouth shut. One thing that she knew though, she was very much hoping to get to know the pegasus mare more. She watched her descend below deck. She wanted to follow her down but wasn't sure if she should yet. She decided to let the mare have a bit of space for now. This was going to be a long boat ride after all, so they'd have plenty of time to talk. She was also interested in the other unicorn that was with them that had been rather silent up to this point. That wasn't a bad thing though. After all, she wasn't exactly super talkative at the moment either, so she couldn't fault her for it. It did kinda feel like everypony was walking on Eggshells though, she started trying to think of a way that she could lighten the mood. Hopefully though somepony else would beat her to that.
    2 points
  25. Heehee, Zappers was talking to a gi-i-i-rl! Ambrosia didn't really grasp the full significance of what that meant, and Zap Apple probably didn't either. He was still smack dab in the middle of the "cooties" phase of intergender relations. But that wouldn't stop his little sister from teasing him! "Was the zee-ba pretty, Zappers?" She gave him a look that suggested butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. At the first mention of bon-bons, though, all delicacy and grace momentarily left Amby, and she revered to her country heritage, diving headfirst into the bag, emerging with a chocolate-smeared muzzle and a happy, full-cheeked expression on her face. Was that only one bonbon in there? Who knew? She wasn't telling. All she knew was that they were on their way to Carousel Boutique, one of her favorite places in the whole wide world! She'd cheer- after swallowing her treat. Don't talk with your mouthful, Rarity didn't like that!
    2 points
  26. Allegro had not been intending to actually get on the boat; While a lot of that had to do with his own natural shyness, his concerns that he didn't exactly how long his appearance would remain that of an ordinary earth pony haunted the back of his mind like a grim, grinning ghost just waiting for the moment to strike. However, before he could murmur out his actual intentions in his shy and timid manner, things were sped up for him when a pony who could have only been the captain of the boat (the very pony he had come here to double check for the existence of) had made it clear that it was time to cast off. Common sense and his reasonable fears should have been enough to convince him to stay off the boat and let those already on board go about their merry business and have fun... but he didn't walk away. Instead, he found himself walking up the gang plank and coming aboard to join what was apparently an actual party rather then just a gathering like he himself had used the word moments before. Maybe it was just all the years of not having anyone to talk to or spend time with outside of his parents finally catching up with him and demanding he take this chance... maybe it was the fact that a very pretty mare by the name of Sunny was not only talking to him, but from the moment she had laid eyes on him had been so overwhelmingly happy to see him and for him to be there that she asked him to come and join her and her friends on the spot without a second thought. He didn't fully know himself but... as timid as he might have been, he was on the boat. "It...It's Allegro." He answered back softly, looking at Sunny as he gulped. "Th-Thank you for inviting me. I just wanted to check up on you guys because your paperwork down at the Harbor Master didn't have a captain listed for your day trip. I mean, since it was just planned as a simple day trip around the bay that's not a bad thing, ponies have to learn how to do things first hoof after all... I just... wanted to make sure you guys knew that with the Lighthouse not working, it can be dangerous to sail around the bay at night if you were new to it but... clearly you're not actually sailing and..." He trailed off, getting softer and softer as he finally brought his rambling to a stop. Anyone with even in slightest bit of social intelligence would have recognized this stallion as being so far out of his depth that they could have looked around for the wreckage of whatever vessel he had been sailing out here on.
    2 points
  27. A basecamp, huh? That would take some thinking. Toboe wasn't terribly sure about this island's geography to advise anyone. Let alone a princess seeking an optimal location to set up shop. Luna walking off to confide in her personal guard would grant her and Nensho a chance to figure out a good spot that could serve as their campsite. Since they had some time previously while waiting for the group to arrive, Nensho and Toboe did do a bit of exploring around the island... though not much to be honest. Only two spots came to mind, "Well, Kaen and I were sniffing around the island earlier and found an old cave deeper in the woods. There's a clearing in past the treeline that would be closer though." She looked over to 'Kaen' with a curious tilt of her head, "Any other spots come to mind?" Nensho was more used to life outside the city than Toboe was so she put a lot of trust in his survival skills. Whatever suggestions he may make she would accept as an option. Whatever her friends response was, before she could respond in turn she noticed Luna making her way back. Luna's offer was intriguing... Any good wolf loved the moon. Getting to see the pony who made it rise in action was an exciting prospect, "I'd love to! We don't get to see this sort of thing everyday. Right, Kaen?"
    2 points
  28. She’d smile to Apple Bloom. “Then let’s make it happen….when you are in a non busy season of course. I’m sure that a place like this takes a lot of pony power to run. I don’t want to get blamed for putting you behind.” Flurry would finish the last of her pie before taking a sip of milk. “Um when is your slow season?” She’d pause for a moment ”When you do make it, you’d be my royal guests. I’m sure mom would let you stay in one of the guest bedrooms. Some of them have pillows as large as me!” Looking to Zap, she’d nod. ”Yep, and there is a long story that goes with it. I think both your mothers where there. I was too young to remember it,” as she hid her shame for a moment before looking to AB. “I don’t suppose Applejack ever told you that story, did she?”
    2 points
  29. Zap folded his wings slowly and gave a look of disappointment. He didn't obey out of fear of the wrath of his auntie, but rather just felt unsatisfied with the reaction he got. He couldn't tell if his wings had done anything. And the fact that Auntie openly admitted his mother would likely punish her for allowing him to continue to spread his wings at the table only fed Zap with the ideas for leverage that he could use later to get the things he wanted. Flurry Heart might have the status of a young princess pony of a leader Princess pony to get what she wants. But Zap at least had the creative adaptation in his own environment in which he might be able to procure a situation of his liking, and he could do it without secret magical pony stares and strange echo-y voices. "Nu uh. Never been to the Crystal Empire. I heard it can get cold there sometimes with snow, and that they have a crystal heart at the center that glows." Zap sipped on his milk and gasped urgently when he cleared his mouth. "Is that why you're name is Flurry Heart!?"
    2 points
  30. ~~~Sugar Moonlight~~~ This was it! Today was finally found to be her chance. It was going to be Sugar's chance to formally apologise for well, everything. She couldn't apologise for everypony in Maretime for how they treated her, but she could at least take ownership of her own actions. Besides, also having a chance to get to know the ones that Sunny had gone on an adventure with would be a plus, and with Sunny there, she felt surprisingly safe even if she didn't have the wings and horns she had a while ago. She still couldn't believe that and wondered if at someone she had just dreamt everything, but that would mean that she's been asleep for a long time now. She quickly presumed that wasn't the case. She made her way out of her home towards the docks. Sunny had rented a boat for today, and was going to take them around the bay. She has said that anypony was allowed to come, she just hopped that actually meant anypony. The could see the boat now and both Sunny and one of the pegasi she was with was already on board, as well as a unicorn that she didn't recognize. That's wasn't hard though. She doesn't recognize any Unicorns so there was that. She could only recognize the one that was here before because somepony pointed her out. Otherwise, she probably wouldn't recognize her either. Sugar started making her way towards the boat. She watched the pegasi and Sunny take a few pictures with her phone, and just happened to be in earshot then the unicorn introduced herself. "Good morning ladies... My name is Sugar Moonlight. I was hoping to join the lot of you on the boat trip? Try to come out of my shell a bit," she started. "I also wanted to apologise to you Sunny... For how I treated you before... I should have just been true to myself and not worried about what everypony else might think. I hope you can forgive me," she said to Sunny.
    2 points
  31. ~Spoiled Rich~ When the filly came up beside her in the box, Spoiled Rich's initial reaction was a slight irritation at her privacy being disturbed, followed by general bemusement at a little pony acting as if she was all grown up. It honestly reminded her of Diamond in some respects, although her daughter's assumed maturity was in the process of being replaced with actual maturity, which didn't look much like this. "You're acting awfully big for your britches." The mayor remarked, bluntly but not unkindly. "Might I ask what you think you are doing?" ~Ambrosia Apple~ "Go wuffwiders go! We da team that wun dis show!" Ambrosia was not a filly that acted more than her age. Honestly, she sometimes acted a little less, just because she knew everypony thought it was cuter. Though her little lungs could probably not out-do Blue-mama's shouting, no one could deny that she was the most adorable cheerleader. And so she would be for a while, though maybe one day in a way that would cause more worry than joy to Orange-Mama. That day, however, was not today! Today was fully a day of joy and not worry... right?
    2 points
  32. Apple Bloom was bemused by her nephew as she poured herself a cup of milk. What was he doing? Didn't he know it was impolite to spread your wings out in front or somepony intentionally? It was one thing f you lost control due to some emotion, that was understandable and every pegasus did that. But flared out wings were...well, it was just plain rude. "Ah already gave you some milk, Zappy," she said as she pointed at the milk she had just given him and the Princess. "Now put yer wings down. You know Applejack don't like that at the table. She'd tan mah hide just for 'llowin' it!" She stated with a laugh. It was only a quarter true but a quarter true was a quarter too true when it came to discipline. She took her seat at the table and smiled at the Princess. "Sorry about that. Y'know, colts and their wings, right?" She cut herself up a piece of pie and took a big gulp as the Princess talked. Yeah, it had been a hot minute since she had wandered over to the Crystal Empire. Not out of disinterest but she was just so busy with everything in her life. "We really should. Ah don't reckon Zap Apple's ever been, have you Zappy?" She chuckled. "Boy, how priceless will his reaction be to crystallization...hehehe. Anyhoof, it ain't been for lack of interest, Yer Highness. Ah've just been so busy! Gonna have ta plan one out soon. And this time, no critters or crystal games or saving tha world. Just a nice time in tha Crystal Empire."
    2 points
  33. Mayor Rich was willing to call it now, Bracelets would be an excellent choice for Sherriff and founder of the PPD. "Excellent, excellent. Well, I understand mine is not the only offer you are currently entertaining, but if you are willing to accept, we have an office ready and waiting for you to move in. Not much more besides that than a couple of holding cells, though space can be expanded if necessary, and in any case the Palace Dungeons can be used in an emergency. Though, of course, we hope that no such necessity shall ever present itself, of course!" Thing is, you could never be sure. Spoiled Rich was never a mare to be made a victim of unfounded optimism in Equine Nature!
    2 points
  34. Flurry retracted her wings back to her side as she gave Zap one quick wink before looking over to her chaperone. "Thank you Apple Bloom. I hope your going to have a slice of pie as well." Flurry's horn would glow for a moment as she pulled out the chair next to her. When she saw Zap try the same trick from across the table, she'd put a hoof to her mouth to stifle a laugh. "Pssst, I don't think it works like that, but keep trying," she'd chuckle. Flurry's eyes went wide for a moment though. "Um..don't do it with your mothers though." Eating another few bites of pie and taking a sip of milk, Flurry would ask a question. "So, you two are going to come visit me in the Crystal Empire sometime, right? I got some pull there," she'd say with a grin. "Mom says you haven't been there in a few years, right Apple Bloom? I think she said there was a story that went with that trip, right?"
    2 points
  35. Roleplay Type: A New Generation Name: Moonage Daydream Gender: Female Age: Mare Species: Unicorn Eye Color: Magenta Coat: A light green-blue in color Mane/Tail: A fairly large mane, somewhat wild, with a tail to match. The mane is mostly purple in color, with a light purple section up front. Conversely, the tail is mostly the light purple with the darker part underneath. Physique: She is of average height, fit in the way of someone getting regular exercise but not trying to build muscle. She is thin, a kind of natural beauty to her. Residence: Traveler Occupation: A fake medium, allowing others to "visit" spirits Cutie Mark: An open eye with three eyelashes. This represents her ability to trick others and see through tricks herself. Unique Traits: Magic; Since the return of magic, she has developed the ability to project illusions. Sleight of Hoof; Before magic returned, she had to do her tricks by hoof, with the help of other tools. History: Growing up, her father always enjoyed his job as a stage performer, skirting the line of magic tricks due to unicorns’ general dislike of the word itself. Still, he knew how to do many tricks, and he taught his secrets to his daughter. Living on the road had its ups and downs, like not really being able to set up any kind of friend groups, but she liked it overall. She developed her skills, discovering her affinity for misdirection and illusion. In fact, her cutie mark showed up after her first successful show. She performed multiple tricks, the finale being when she disappeared in a cloud of smoke, revealing herself behind the crowd a minute later. As she got older, she drifted away from stage performances and towards more intimate settings. She’d interact with four or less at a time, using her tricks to make them think she was contacting the spirits. These tricks only got more convincing as time went on, especially when magic returned and she started to develop the ability to conjure illusions. Personality: As a con mare, she’s fairly secretive about her abilities, possibly only telling some close friends. Other than that, she’s friendly and welcoming, which helps to draw in customers and have them trust her. Summary: A friendly con mare, she’ll take your money in exchange for letting you visit the spirits.
    2 points
  36. Roleplay Type: A New Generation Name: Sunny Starscout Gender: Female Age: Young Mare Species: Earrth Pony. Part-time Alicorn. Eye colour: Green Coat: Light orange, with off-white socks. Mane/Tail: Magneta and purple, is tied back in a braid with aquamarine elastics. Small rainbow streaks near the front. Physique: Young and fit with too much sugar and a lot of energy to burn it with. Residence: Maretime Bay. Occupation: Ice Cream and Smoothie Vendor. Friendship enthusiast. Cutie Mark: Pink star with a blue trail. There are two smaller stars on the anterior side of the large one. She believes that it signifies her belief in the magic of friendship and the cause of the three species working together. She got it shortly following the loss of her father, when she first felt alone. For a while she abandoned the research of her father and withdrew away from the mission of unification they shared. One day while cleaning up the house she found an old journal of her father's, who among his many avenues of research studied the night sky. He was looking for evidence of the Lunar Event: Something that was said to have happened only on the longest day every thousand years, when four stars would appear to vanish behind the moon unnaturally. He believed they were close to that date before he passed, and finding evidence of it would mean some confirmation of truly ancient myths and legends about Ancient Equestria. So Sunny, to honor her father, spent her nights charting the night sky. It was lonely but she never felt alone, not truly, the journal of her father providing he the warmth and hope she needed. Day after day, week after week she went out at night and studied the stars and the moon. It was a carthatic experience but one she was ready to close the book on until something tickled her brain. She looked deeper into his notes and discovered two things: One, the date was really close. Two, she couldn't see it from her angle. She needed to get someplace tall. Someplace like the CanterLogic building. The night of the Lunar Event she broke into the building and got to the very top, perched herself up high, and studied the stars. So engrossed was she in the slow movement of the stars into the proper positions, so overjoyed was she that it was coming to pass, that she didn't that her silhoute with the telescope could appear to be a unicorn to all those not well familiar with them. Somepony screamed they saw a unicorn, then two, then the alarm was raised. As the city below fell into a panic, Sunny got to see it: Four stars were prepared around the moon and then seemingly fell behind it in quick succession. The moon flashed ever so slightly and Sunny could swear with her own sparkling eyes she could see the outline of a unicorn in the moon. As quickly as it happened it was gone, just as the old Sherriff made his way up with his deputies and arrested her for breaking and entering as well as causing a panic! By the time she was released she failed to convince the Sherriff of what she had seen, and he confiscated her telescope- which had been connected to a camera, which itself was confiscated. While she was upset at that, she was beyond happy to have discovered that the Lunar Event was real, and felt her father's faith in friendship between all once again restored. It was only when she left that somepony pointed out her cutie mark- something else she took for a sign. The pony who delivered her notice of banishment from CanterLogic property was more than a little confused at why Sunny took the news so well. Unique Traits: She is an Alicorn, at least part time. That is rather unique, especially since history books denied their existence. Fantastic on rollerblades and an inspired speaker and prosthelytizer of Friendship. History: Sunny Starscout was born the only child into a family on the move. Her father was an historian with a deep and passionate love of ancient history, a subject that made him an oddball in academia that often scoffed at such history as pure myth. Sunny would spend most of her time with him as her mother studied the oceans of Maretime Bay and the surrounding regions for months at a time. Eventually, work came between them. Namely, his work. His increasing focus on Ancient Equestria and Era of Harmony, and his incessant belief that it was not myth but rather true history, saw him getting increasingly excluded from social circles and higher academic society. Eventually, Sunny's mother and father decided to separate before the citizenry of Maretime Bay turned on her as they were turning on him. Sunny for her part was too enamored with his stories that she could never understand why others couldn't see the beauty in them. Or the truth, for that matter! She grew up in love with the stories of friendship and harmony and worked to make sure others knew of them too. This did not endear her to many. Outside of her father no one believed in the stories and many mocked he fo harboring such delusions. While she was always a very outgoing filly who was an easy friend and nopony would ever claim she was anything less than kind, her constant preaching of the nature of harmony between the three tribes and her righteousness in nearly everything she did could make her a headache to deal with. It was for this reason that as she grew older she could never count on having very many true friends. She often faced rejection and had to rely on the strength her father taught her: To stand up for what she believed in, despite the costs. As she grew older and he passed on, she never stopped believing in their shared mission. She had other hobbies and passions but nothing in her life ever outgrew or even competed with her devotion to the unity of the three pony species. It even permeated her job: Some of her smoothies and ice cream had names based off of old legends and pony species, and when somepony would indulge her she loved talking to them about what she believed and why. It didn't endear her to many and she had very few friends, real ones at least, but she still counted more friendly faces than not. Her repeated demonstrations and attempts to convince ponies always fell flat but that never deterred her. She took the failures as motivation and continued on, day after day, dauntless in small matters and bold in larger events. It wouldn't be long before she met a very special pony on a very special day...and the rest, as they say, is history! Character Personality: Sunny Starscout is a mare of unparalleled belief in the innate goodness of ponies. She has never met a pony that she hasn't liked or, at the very worst, believed she could not befriend given time. She is optimistic and forward thinking and knows she has a role to play in helping as many ponies as possible. She doesn't view those who disagreed with her as wrong or bad, or even misguided, but as products of a world gone wrong. The reasons why ponies were separated remain elusive and the mystery of the divide between ancient and modern Equestria motivates her, because you are doomed to repeat history if you do not learn from it. She honors and respects, even holds in reverence, the Guardians of Harmony. For Sunny, they Six weren't simply representations and protectors of Equestrian harmony. Outside of her father, they were her role models; she wanted to adopt their best qualities and become somepony worthy of carrying on their message of friendship and harmony. Her honesty in speaking her mind, her loyalty to the ideals of Equestria, her generosity of spirit in sharing them, the joy and happiness she feels when harmony is in the air, and the kindness she exudes. These are not just the signs of a well raised daughter (though they are), but are traits she has consciously tried to embody as she grew older and works on. Maybe that is why she underwent such a dramatic change, learning the elements of harmony well enough to embody the magic of friendship! Or so she chooses to believe, in any case. In matters of less critical importance to the future of the world, Sunny loves Rollerblading. She loves how fast it makes her feel and all the cool tricks she can pull off. It also helps her move her business around. She owns a small business, a smoothie and ice cream stand that she operates alongside a single partner. It does well enough for her to make a little money but she cares far more about how good her smoothies are and how much a good drink can turn around a pony's day than she has ever cared about profit. She loves moving around and anything that gets that done is good in her book, from ballet (which she took as a foal through the start of her business) to hoofball and anything and everything that allows her to burn off the endlessly energy she produces during the day. When she is home, however, she can be shockingly studious. She studies and researches the past as much as she can and has spent a not small sum of what she has on acquiring new 'relics' and information about the past. Her real past time when it comes to research is studying the night sky. Ever since she got her cutie mark she has made an effort to chart the skies using information from the past, trying to understand just how the stars have changed over the years. She has found patterns that have raised questions; questions that her books never answer and instead only multiple into even more; all of which only seek to further the mare. She understands the world as it is now and the world as it was, but hopes that she can somehow piece together the what, how, and why of events in between them. And if there is anypony who will discover it, Sunny would be the one. And if not, she knows somepony else will as long as they all do their part, hoof to heart. Character Summary: She's got your back when you've gone off track. She's looking out for you! And you! And you too. The definition of a good friend who feels the power and magic of friendship all aound her and wants to share it with the whole world.
    2 points
  37. Well! That had been an exceptionally pleasant first meeting. Quite encouraging, filling Spoiled Rich with confidence and energy to face the rest of the day! Perhaps this was the magic of friendship Twilight kept on nattering about all the time? Definitely something to take more seriously in the future. But, mare of the world as she was, she well knew that not all problems could be solved in less than half an hour by good intentions and hugs. Sometimes, a tougher approach was needed, and next on her appointment list was a mare who embodied this lesson. Bracelets was, frankly, the kind of officer that Spoiled couldn't picture any precinct willing to give up. But, the MPD had made it known that their star performer was up for hiring, and she had been quick to put in her offer. "Ah, Miss Bracelets, thank you for being willing to come down here. Do take a seat, and we'll get right to business." She cleared off the sideboard to put the kettle back on. "Tea? Or do you prefer coffee?" Beverage preference settled, she would turn back as the water was boiling, looking the eager officer in the eye. "As you know, we currently are setting up our own law enforcement office, as previously Ponyville didn't have enough activity to justify one. But, with the growth of this town, it would be wise to begin now before things get out of hoof. I am not going to be the Mayor that sees a rise in crime rates and a drop in safety for the citizens under her tenure. Well, the most important part of an organization's lifespan is getting the founding right, and I'm not the sort of mare to settle for anything less than the best. And you, my dear, do seem to fit the bill." Watching Bracelets carefully for her reaction, Spoiled Rich laid it out. "At the moment, we cannot provide you with more than a position as full time sheriff, along with one deputy of your choice. As the town grows, so will the force under your guidance. The organizational details, though they will require approval, will largely lay within your hooves. As I understand, it was a matter of... administrative difficulties and cross-purposes that dislodged you from your prior position. I should rather not see such happen in my town, so I think that a little effort to prevent them from the start will pay large dividends. Larger, unfortunately, than the pay I can offer you in the budget at present. However, I believe the you will find the cost of living in this town to be rather lower than in the Strand."
    2 points
  38. Ambrosia sniffed, knowing that seeing her tears would make mama cry even if she had nothing else to cry about. "Mama OK?" She asked again, softly, managing to smile again at the smile she received. She giggled a bit at the kiss, but it would be some time before she could bring herself to eat or ask for onions again. "OK, Momma!" She called again, eagerly, as she popped up in the wagon, little head scanning the big blue widely like an overclocked Radar. "Za-AAAP!" She added her not-so-little voice to the calls of her momma. Just where was her big brother?
    2 points
  39. Transmogrification? Well, there were mendicant zebras that came into town from time to time, peddling all sorts of things. Perhaps she could bring it up in the chamber of commerce, though having something like a permanent alchemy lab within town limits would likely plunge property values. Ponies just didn't like living next to an explosion risk, no matter how safe the alchemist assured them it was. *On the other hoof, this Ponyville. I'm sure one more crazy cottager on the fringe of the Everfree isn't going to add more chaos than is already present. It just won't help make the chaos any less.* Such were the dilemmas of rule. "I will keep in touch in that regard, all sorts pass through this town, you never know what might turn up." Spoiled had to admit, she could see why chariot racing had fallen through the historical cracks; bloodsports were just not a part of current Equestrian culture. Except for certain pegasi. She hadn't planned to open up the stadium to more violent sports, but she supposed, as a favor for a prospective friend, she could see the way to allowing Ring Ball and Rugby. "I would certainly never dream of misrepresenting you, though I may have to consult you on the design, if you don't mind accepting another invitation." And it seemed that he would not! My, this one was a charmer. Presenting her hoof, she smiled up at the Sphinx. "Yes, this was most certainly a highlight of today. Do feel free to pay a call at the Manor for a more leisured visit, Mr. Niilaavin." Touching with a gesture, she nodded as Niil extricated himself. "Next!" She called out, once she settled back into her seat.
    2 points
  40. “How I wish it was so easy.” Nil says as she asked if there was some way to help him with the kittin matter. How he wished it was so easy as to ask some mayor for help. “Best you can do is pass on whatever rummers you may hear or books that speak of the past regarding us. I’m still trying to understand what befell us. I have found some rummers speaking of others in far off places. But that is not much to work with… Well…” He did think for a moment. “Have been reading in other ways. If you know some pony skilled in transmogrification they may be of some help, maye.” With that he shaked his head. He found it easy to speak with her, just the way she spoke and acted… It made him relax and open up in ways he was not used to. It was a perplexing feeling and one he may have to follow later. For now, they had work too do. “Favorite sport? Hard to say in this age but in the past it was chariot racing. The best of this was the races at Magna Tizca. Two pullers, one driver that was a combatant as well. They all had long spears to harass each other when they got close. It was a fine line one must walke, focus on driving his pullers or focus on aiming his spear and pushing back the other teams on his flank. If I had the coin, and will some day, I shall bring it back. Some changes will have to be made but I know in my heart the races can live on. As for this day and age…” He taps a claw on his chin thinking. “I know buck ball is all the rage but it never clicked with me. The one I found the most joy in is the pegasus ring ball. Watching the airborne teams battling it out too give a teammate the clear shot for the ball is well worth the fuss of buying the six or more seats needed for one of my size.” He says with a nod. “As for the use of sphinxes in marketing… As long as they look regal, strong and not used in a jokeing way. We are leaders, not jesters." He looked back at the windows, thinking for a moment. He did enjoy speaking with this mare a lot. More so than just some leader to be in good contact with. Maybe the sparks of friendship were here... Looking back at her he spoke up again. “I hope this is not taken the wrong way, but you are a charming mare and the stallion that claimed you must be blessed by the clan mother to have such a mare in his life. I know this town is in good hooves now, that is a fact. Well I leave from wasting more of your day, busy as it must be, I hope we can partake in more relaxed talks later this week? I have enjoyed chatting deeply and wish to engage in parlay once again when you are not burdened with work.” With that he held out a paw well he looked at her with a charmed smile, ready for her hoof to be presented.
    2 points
  41. Zaps bouncing increased in speed at Rainbow's question on how excited they were. Seeing a professional match like this in the front row was pretty great, too, even though the stadium was only big enough to house half the town, should they show up to watch the team play a big match. Zap may never understand how good of a hoof of cards he was dealt. When Mom made an easy way to explain why an opposing player would act the way they did, Zap nodded in full agreement. "Yeah, I want to grow up and beat number forty-seven, too!" Zap had heard stories on how Rainbow Dash was a cheerleader coordinator for the Friendship School. But when Zap looked up what a cheerleader was in his picture book, it didn't exactly align with what he expected out of Dashie. Nevertheless, he assumed she would know all there is to know about leading a cheer team, or family. And if Mom was signaling that they weren't cheering loud enough, then Zap would reinforce that suggestion to his other parent. "Blue momma, I mean, Dashie! We gotta cheer harder! Oh, also I want some cider now, I think." Zap was easy to suggestive sell ideas when he was having fun.
    2 points
  42. Royal decrees? Zap had always just assumed that royal decrees were only made by Princess that, you know, were actual princesses. Not princesses that just existed unbeknownst to anypony else, including her own parents. The school lesson in where alicorns come from was an interesting one, and the new chapter on Flurry Heart definitely threw a wrench at the definition of a princess and made it harder for educators to teach the next generation what it all meant. Zap only cared about one thing, though. Alicorns had bigger wings. Apple Bloom entered the room and when Flurry Heart spread her wings, Zap shouted "She's trying to fly!" When the young princess made her decree for milk, Zap hesitated. "Oh." He spread his wings, too. "Um, yes! Me, too! I want some milk." Apple Bloom was acting strange at the small request. Zap wondered if he could obtain such a power, or if it was something he could do already. "Thank you, Auntie! Uh." Zap respread his wings. "Also I want an extra slice of pie."
    2 points
  43. Bluebelle sighed, but felt it rather pointless to contradict Niil at this point. It would have been easier for her to persuade her late grandfather to let the servants eat with him in the dining room than to budge the sphinx on this point; his prejudice had rather more actual life experience behind it. Hopefully, the balancing presence of Windwright would help keep the situation calm. "Well, as a niece to two of them, I'd say we have more options than we might dare think!" She replied cheerily enough, trying to keep the mood bright. Gritstream couldn't say that she followed most of the technical discussion, but the gentle voice and sincere desire to help from Windwright coaxed her more into the open. There was something about the pegasus that reminded her of Verdant... she sighed, the hurt only a dull ache now. *What would you think if you saw me now, here in a palace garden, wearing this?* She almost had to laugh at the mental picture that came up, of a young stallion stammering flirting words to a mare that just felt flattered by the attention. Was that the first happy thought she'd indulged about her husband since being a widow? Perhaps things were starting to heal. Things were almost back to calm and professional... until Rose piped up again. Homunculus? Lich? Bluebelle's smile remained fixed to her face, but it now took on a distinctly glassy look. She did, however, speak up here, as the discussion moved to a point of personal experience. "She's right enough about souls, though I'm not at liberty to say how I found out about that." This revelation of her capabilities was likely of little to no comfort to Niil, and Blue couldn't say she thought Rose a *disproof* of the sphinx's suspicions. This was going to be a hard sell, even if a solution came up...
    1 point
  44. "Well a place so filled with followers of the harmonious path should only be welcoming to the hopeful and eager." Within reason of course, "You'll find everyone here are quite kind and capable... well perhaps not the chamberlain." the chef gave a little chuckle at the thought of that stuffy qilin barging in to give his thoughts on the new recruit. Yanhua brushed off the thought as soon as she caught the scent of coffee beans. That machine always made a lovely aroma once it kicked into gear, the chef made heavy use of the device on her late nights in the kitchen. It would surely make a lovely cup for bother her beloved Feng and his new protege. "You certainly made a good impression during those games, Feng." She gave a nod, "At least all the events you participated in had some degree of respectability. I Only brought home the gold for cupcake eating and rock climbing."
    1 point
  45. Tempest let out a soft chuckle, goodness. Bloom looked like she was about to explode from how hyper she was. It was nice too see, off-set how cold and unflinching she acted most of the time. “Very good and I got word not long ago that we are cleared to do so. legal operations are so much easier to undertake.” She says with a roll of her eyes, not bothering to touch on the fact they were going ahead with this before they got cleared to do so. Details. “And you been ‘studyin’? What are you reading that’s got you so worked up? You are wiggling like a puppy that needs too pee.” She says back, walking over to a small window. From it she looked down at the calm sea. Good weather, plenty of sun to go. With luck they will have it down and the first reports from dive teams before dusk. Maybe even some loot.
    1 point
  46. Zap jumped up at his mother's response, but his flight launch turned into a hop and flutter once the context of his limitations were known and his face fell to learn more errands had to be run. His mother had all the context she needed to satisfy what Zap needed in the moment, not necessarily what he wanted. Ambrosia on the other hoof, was very good at saying the things that not only were not needed, but also not wanted. "What!?" Zap grew defensive immediately. "No she wasn't pretty. I don't even like her." At the mention of a treat, Zap was further from the cart, and therefore incurred a rare loss in a race against his little sister. When he reached in to grab his allowance of a treat, he pulled out one that seemed a little mangled, from Ambrosia's scavenging he assumed. After he bit into it, he was mildly repulsed. "Ugh. Banana flavor."
    1 point
  47. Moonage looked around the boat as they set off into the bay. Sunny was the main one to respond to her introduction, though at least Sugar also introduced herself without Sunny's prodding like Allegro. Ah well, no big deal really. Now she was on a boat surrounded by strange ponies floating around in the water... Hmm, what to do now? "A pleasure to meet you too, Sunny." She said before the pegasus seemed to address the group as a whole and head below-decks. Taking a peak down the stairs, she spotted the food and floated one of the items over to her, as well as the pretty earth mare that was next to her. Sugar, was it? Probably. "Apple?" She asked, offering the fruit to Sugar. "Do you live around here? I've been near the city before, but this is my first time actually in it. This is a nice coastal town, it looks like a good place to live."
    1 point
  48. Applejack's frown flattened out. Her friend was sounding genuine, although it felt incomplete and chopped up by the words that she received. Applejack knew her words could cut deep sometimes. The way she exposed another pony's intentions through conversation was always cathartic to her. It shoveled away the nonsense and left a pure pony behind to love and cherish. Coloratura was the kind of pony who carried many experiences around with her, and it often affected her emotions. Applejack would always try to slice away the insecurities of her friends when it was appropriate, but she felt that maybe this time she struck a nerve. Applejack interjected with a short grunt. "Rara." She plead for the filly to listen to her response before leaving the room. Applejack took a deep breath and stared at Coloratura's cutie mark. She concentrated on it before speaking her carefully selected words. She closed her eyes, took another deep breath, and then opened her eyes. "There are times when a pony can only do what she is willing to do. Anything more and it might ruin her life. And there are times when a filly is too scared to know when to take a chance. And sometimes it's a friend who helps show them how." Applejack began another pause, and slowly cracked a smile. "If you really think this is the right thing to do..." she looked up and the ceiling and then down back at Rara. "Then I'll do it."
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  49. The half-time came and went with lightning speed for the players. Most of them needed to catch a breather and the team as a whole needed to discuss strategy. Applejack was there, but she could have just ran out there and continued playing. She was as fit as a whistle and energetic as they came. She felt no small amount of pride in her body. It wasn't the sort of pride Rarity felt where it was aesthetics, no. Applejack felt *amazing*. Despite the dings and dents of gameday she could swear up and down that she felt as perfect as she started the day. Her stamina wasn't even being tested. Her strength, her agility- even as she had grown incrementally older she couldn't remember feeling better. From the day Twilight first showed up to now...if anything, she felt better. Stronger. Farm work was easier than ever. Playing this game? Better than ever. She had two foals, two amazing foals, and had never felt better. Some water and an apple- that is all Applejack needed. She had worked on it. It was important to her. She needed to be the best she could be. For herself, yes, but for so much more. For her farm. For her friends. For Equestria. For her family, she needed to be the best. They deserved it: Anything less was a dereliction of her duties to everything she held dear. So when halftime ended, it was Applejack who led the Roughriders out. She was going to show everypony her very best, one more time. ************************************************************* Only the town's best and most influential ponies could call the suites in the stadium their home, but High Bar was clearly one of them. The recent Manehattan transfer was by some metrics an unusual presence. She was, after all, merely a filly. A very wealthy one from a family with a big name in some circles, and one of Equestria's finest to be sure. But that wasn't all. She was a filly of style, of panache, and her parents hopes, a growing sense of the family business. She had been told to make a deal and a deal she would make, but truth be told she had been reticent. For a lot of reasons, not the least of which was trying to strongarm Mayor Rich would be the first time she had done anything of the sort for the family business. A business that she was terrified of, frankly. Not that she'd let them know that. "Mayor Rich," she said pleasantly enough as she entered the suite, flanked by two of her soldato. Her sunglasses were hung low on her nose while her stylish faux fur and griffon-tailed coat made the rest of the ensemble fit well. It has taken some work to get an audience with the Mayor, unexpected or otherwise. She had considered doing so at her office, but a public space worked better for her. "A great game, right?" She asked as she took a seat, never looking at the Mayor with her focus on the field. "You," she said as she pointed at the confused suite attendant. "Two ciders, extra crisp. Then make youself scarce, capiche?" She said quickly as she made sure to flair her coat over the seat. "Looks like ya opening is going about as close to perfect as it could."
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  50. Well after speaking with her at the weading the big kitty Nil will have to pop in and give her his well wishes at this new job, and maybe see if he can offer an helping paw in giveing some order to this mess of a town.
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