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  1. Glitter enjoyed the feeling of being wrapped up in a tight hug from Tempest. She breathed the unicorn in as they shared a moment. A moment that was for all to see...a rarity for her purple mare. She giggled softly, wrapping herself tightly around Temtem. They were so close that for an instant she could feel Tempest's heart beat against her chest. "I had to come," She glanced around. "I knew you'd hardly be able to handle all this cuteness!" She stuck out her tongue in squinted her eyes shut, mimicking disgust. She stepped back, glancing at a mare that was apparently lifting towards the ceiling! There was only so much time before gatherings a ponies tended towards the weird. "Do you think we should help TemTem?" She then glanced towards the door. "Or go find some alone time?" Either way she would get her along time with the beautiful mare at some point this evening.
    5 points
  2. 'Jade Beaker': 'Jade' tilted her head when Berry poured out her grievances - this time directly - and while on the outside her face was focused and attentive inside the unicorn mare was in full panic. 'Curses, curses, cursescursescursescurses! I messed up!' she thought while trying to work out how to best tackle the damage control... As such, when Berry was done, 'Jade' gave out a heavy sight before replying. "I guess I could word that better Berry Dear. It's not that you should be alone - frankly, nopony deserves that - but that you manage to be so strong and reliable despite that ache in your heart." 'good doctor' explained "I find that very....attra....admirable." 'Jade' swapped the word in last second, before turning her muzzle slightly away. To her own surprise, she could feel heat on her own face. Was she...? Like a schoolfilly?! "I....I just can't fathom how mare like you could still be alone after so long." unironic decided to soldier on and ignore luminosity on her cheeks. Thankfully, she was saved by actions of one of the brides. When Dunnie prepared to spike the flowers, 'Jade' stood up too. But not to catch the banquet, but Berry - who decided to leap towards it like cat to mouse. She barely had time to register familiar stallion's presence.... "Tiger..." 'Jade' acknowledged his presence, in quite warm voice. She was very grateful for his sudden presence. After all, he saved her from picking up that awkward conversation. And then the magic happened. Literally. 'What now?' 'Jade' thought in annoyance, as she felt her hindquarters slowly raise from the ground. That made her eyebrow rise in surprise. Oh....OH! Was this involuntary aether discharge due to allergic reaction? Been a while since she been in a same place with pony suffering from these. After all, it was usually very hazardous for anypony's help. Fortunately, effects right now seemed very minor. Well, nothing that couldn't be fixed at least. Her only wonder why the mare whop sneezed and caused this, didn't had Seal of Arcana put on her. This wouldn't fly even 200 years ago. After all,that mare that sneezed and started this whole mess was bound to kill somepony, with some random magical effect. Sooner or later. Well, not rally her problem, this was for up for 'Sovereign' of this nation to clean up, and decide the course of action. Instead 'good doctor' pinned herself to the floor with her magic, while reaching upwards Berry and Tiger, starting to pull them down as well. "Don't worry." 'Jade' reassured the earth pony mare as unicorn's magic enveloped both her and Tiger "Not a dance, but I did say I will catch you Berry Dear, didn't I?" bespectacled mare said with a smirk, referencing their first exchange of words today. "And look, I caught quite a hunk, to make our time spend here more pleasant. Ain't I am great?" 'Doctor' said in waggish tone...only for her smile to drop when Discord revealed himself in Berry's bouquet, before moving to harass the groom. This filthy chaos wyrm dared to even jokingly flirt....! 'Beaker' took a deep breath. Seems her enemy did not suspect a thing. Good, good. She wanted to have as little to do with him as possible. Especially since she didn't really brought anything to hurt him. "Now we only have to wait till Princess there fixes all this everything and we can continue towards the evening. I am looking forward towards what Prince prepared for the banquet." bespectacled unicorn continued, apparently either very confidant, or completely nonchalant about situation that was occurring. The same couldn't be said about Disocrd, but she wasn't about to show it. Swift Squall: Swift Squall looked down apologetically when Fire reminded him that her childhood and adolescence weren't exactly rosy either. "Sorry Dear. When I see how vibrant you are now, I tend to forget. I guess that with such messed up young years, we just had to get together." he lampshaded while complimenting his love. "But if Blue, Start and Dunnie will do their job at continuing the royal bloodline, our Little Jewel bound to have friends to play with - unlike us." When Fire mused further about Celestia's chosen title, Squall found himself pondering. "But is she really a 'majestic' pony as you say Dear? Or did her position forced her to appear as such? Perhaps she just....wanted to be closer to her subjects? Chains of commanding are very heavy - found that firsthoof since I found the TEMPEST Corp and found myself longing to just wave my sword again. 'Upgrading' her title to 'Queen' and having to double down on projecting an 'royal image' could be the last thing she wanted." noblepony theorized. The further mulling around being a royal, and responsibilities it brought were interrupted by all too familiar sneeze. Squall found himself slowly levitating towards the far-away wall, as his gravity was changed from it's usual 'vertical' to the 'horizontal' direction. Noblepony didn't even appeared surprised, instead muttering "Just once. A normal wedding. is that too much to ask?" under his breath. When he moved over Presteza he addressed her... "Pretzy...be so nice and send us list of your allergens before our wedding, alright?" he requested. He knew better then assume that there will be no shenanigans at his and Fire's ceremony, but at least he could lessen them. When Spoiled Rich threw accusations at Discord Swift found himself irritated. Oh everything just HAD to be Gramps fault, did it? Well he didn't mind to politely call her out. Especially since - as one of the ponies actually wealthier then the Filthy Rich - he could get away with it. And both he and she knew it. Business world was small after all. "Miss Rich..." he started, looking his best to look dignified while floating towards the wall. "I know Discord, and I know his magic. And he isn't as crass as to interrupt a nuptials unasked. And if he did, he wouldn't do something so...unimaginative like nudging gravity a little here and there. It just not his st...." And then Discord HAD to add an ambience music. Squall just hid his face in his hooves and sighted dejectedly.
    4 points
  3. Spoiled Rich's accusations fell on deaf horns because there was no Draconequus in sight! Where had Discord gone all this time? It was strange, but rather expected. One could attempt to keep track of the noodle, but it was like finding a weasel in a haystack. The snake coiled on Fluttershy's back, as result of Discord's games, looked up to the Sphinx and flickered its tongue, nervously hiding in its coiled, peeking its button nose out, with a flicker! As Berry Punch caught the bouquet, were she to look inside, Discord would be lounging on the flower heads, munching on a piece of cake (the wedding cake mysteriously having a slice cut out and replaced with an origami folded parchment to resemble cake), he would gasp and pull a rose petal over his body as if hiding his noodly form in shame. "Berry! I didn't know you saw me in that way!" He blushed and turned his head away, lashes fluttering in a luscious manner. In a pop the draconequus would vanish with a pop, leaving behind a berry fizzy pop for the lucky pony before reappearing floating over Dunnie, his paw finger coiling around his wizardly beard. "I must say you know how to throw a party for your mares Bluey, but something is missing..." He snapped his talons, trying to recall just what it was, with every snap a queer device appearing in the grasses such as a cymbal clapping wind-up monkey, a herd of flamigo in tu-tus dancing the waltz and finally a large bow-tie wearing gator with a trumpet in claws. "Ah, perfect." He clapped his paw and talon together, only for the gator to wag its fat tail and start playing dancing music reminiscent of southern folk pony tunes! Discord would clap his paw and talons, encouraging those willing and not yet caught in the tangle, to join in the sky-dancing! This would allow the brides and groom a chance for the first dance!
    4 points
  4. Fluttershy began to feel like she overstayed her welcome as activity at the wedding seemed to overwhelm the attention required to converse with the sphinx. Nilaavin pushed open the door to see what was happening, and commented on the strangeness. Fluttershy had been too enamored with the sphinx to concentrate on anything else that was happening, but having it be alarming to a creature with as large of a stature as his, she also felt she needed to know what was happening. "Is everything alright?"
    4 points
  5. In truth Tempest can stand to be more upset than she was. Maybe it was just to do too… How not shocking this was, it did not faze her at all. She’d be more shocked if nothing happened in fact. So she just rolled her eyes at the shouting as she drifted up and up. Looking down at Glitters the mare's comments got a snort out of the floating mare. At least her… Marefriend was safe and sound on the ground still. “If you want some alone time I hope you have some rope sweetheart as I don’t have wings.” she says, kicking her hooves in the air to show off how useless it was. “But that sounds very tempting otherwise… And I think the rest are fine, plenty of flyers and well… ponyvill.” She said the town's name with a roll of her eyes then looked up as she was about to hit the ceiling. Turning herself around she let her hooves touch the stone and shoved off, drifting downwards she reached out with her for hooves and hooked them around her still gravity obeying marefriend to stay put. “There we go, much better. Let’s hope you don’t start floating as well.” She hummed. Whatever it was, whenever Glitter was around… it was just so much easier to be happy and her boiling anger behaved itself. ~~~~~~~~~~ Nilaavin eyed up all the floating ponies with a snort before having his eyes fall on the blasted worm itself. ‘Discord’ was… Well, the words he’d pick too describe that anathema were just not fit for a wedding. Yet based on all the shouting it was not to blame for this mess but a pony? Leave it too this town too have even a pony that can do this and destroy even the most basic laws of the world. Shaking his head and with a roll of his eyes he speaked. “As you wish Master Blue… And I'd have picked far better music than whatever this… ‘music’ is from the one I shall not name.” with that pulled the doors shut as he pulled himself back outside before looking down at Sutter Shy. “Sorry about that, but it seems they are safe. Mostly. If you see some pony drifting off in to the sky do let me know.” With that he lay down and folded his front paws as he smiled. “Now. about this game? Hrmm, Let's start easy shall we?” He says with a growing grin as he eyed up the small mare. “What can you touch with your right hoof, but never with your left hoof?”
    3 points
  6. ~Prince Blueblood/Star Crusader~ Of course it was never going to be that simple. Of course. Barely had he extricated the first slice of the wedding cake (a particularly generous one for Star Crusader), when the sneeze occurred. In the circles he ran in, this was a worrying thing. Unicorn sneezes could be magical, and not in a metaphorical way. Technically, it was an ill-timed one of his own that had ended up giving him a dual-gendered lifestyle, but his friend Presteza took the cake in that field. Literally, in this case, as he began to hover up and away from the cake. "Oh.... Crumbs!" The situation didn't yet call for panic, or even more emphatic expletives, mostly because he now had two entirely capable pegasi wives to handle any issues that came from being suddenly airborne. Dunnie was giving helpful advice to the bridesmaids, preventing panic; Star Crusader quickly wrapped a wing around Blueblood to keep him close (the other wing snatched the slice of cake, no need to let good food go to waste!) "Is anything else crazy happening?" She called out in a stentorian, unruffled voice. As she took a big bite out of the cake, she listened. Berry Punch seemed to be the first one to panic, but Tiger and Jade Beaker had her well in hoof, it seemed. Tempest was well able to take care of herself, and Glitter besides. Fluttershy was out of the blast zone, Fire Walker and Swift Squall had each other, and Mayor Rich- "If this nonsense does not end soon, I will have to haul a certain elongated troublemaker before the Decency Committee!" -Was not technically part of her jurisdiction. "Oh, I'm fine, Niilavin, don't worry." The Prince called out to the big cat as he made his entrance. "But if you could make sure that nopony accidentally drifts outside before gravity comes back? No telling where you'd end up if there wasn't this castle containing you then!" He chuckled, in too good a mood to see anything but the funny side of this. "Aright, Dunnie, pull yourself out of a tailspin; who knows when you'll get a chance of aerially dancing with me?" Tucked under one of his wives' wings, he reached out his hoof for the other, to take her up into the dance. ~Berry Punch~ Between the strong hooves of the stallion, and the strong magic of the mare, Berry found herself feeling more secure than, well, the last few months she'd spent with all four hooves on the ground. What an irony, she reflected, as she looked into the hard-won blossoms in her hooves and dared to dream of a future in which both were a part of her life- "Discord!" Nothing like a little chaos noodle to shake things up. "Don't toy with me like that, I'm not in the mood unless you're serious, and I never could be with you!" A bit of a confused outburst, but this whole situation was confusing. She took a few deep breaths, calming herself with a bite from the bouquet. Ooh, the bride had good taste in the selection! "Well, I got a lot of nervous energy I need to burn off with you two now..." She caught Jade's sassy look, and bapped her with the flowers. "Not like that! Well, not here. But I think the Prince has it right for holding a three-way dance right now, just don't let go of me, OK?"
    3 points
  7. Dunnie was just stepping off the stage, hoofs meeting the first step of the stairs when her head lifted. Ears perked and eyes wide as her mind replayed the sound. Her warrior mind recognized it instantly and knew that shenaniganry was now afoot as she reflexively tensed up. High pitched and yet still violent, meant it came from dear Presteza. Sunndenly Dunnie felt much lighter, but she knew she didn't have anything to drink. And a look at her wings confirmed they were not flapping. All things considered, this was a fairly harmless sneeze. At least, for a pegasus who was used to the sensation of being weightless in the air. "Just control your breathing, keep your body straight!" Instructions of what she imagined was taught in flight school, not that she ever attended. Curiously, it felt somewhat relaxing to fly without exertion. So for now the pegasus floated along, drifting through the air when she heard Squall call out another unicorn. "Oi!" Dunnie's body stiffened as she pointed an upside-down hoof from her upside-down body right at Squall. "A good idea, but Pressy has a bit of a hair trigger, y'know?" Dunnie explained while motioning to her own muzzle and nose. As Discord appeared, Dunnie reached up to smack his beard but was just out of reach. So instead she planted a hindleg on his tail and kicked off gently, sending herself tumbling through the air like a pega-pinwheel. "Whoo! Music!" With every spin the mare saw another wacky conjuration of Discord's pop up and add to the chaos until she slowly lost momentum and looked down at the other ponies from above.
    3 points
  8. Fire Walker sighed, "I could see that happening, and thanks to my brothers, our up and coming will have lots of a little cousins to hang around with as well.". her latest sibling that was married was her older brother Moon. He married a white mare named Bunny Hop. He had a coat as dark as the darkness in the darkest pit, while his wife was as white as Hearth's Warming Eve snow. They were tying for a first. What would this child look like? Also, what would Fire and Swift's foal look like? Green and red? She prayed their child would be born with Swift's perfect snout and not her square sniffer. "Eh. She doesn't have any titles to worry about anymore.", she whispered. What happened to alicorns who stepped away from power? Both Luna and Celestia had to have parents. But did they need to be alicorns? Neither of Princess Twilight's parents were alicorns. What were the pair planning once they grew tired of their whirlwind retirement? And why was she thinking of this right now? And what was with all that noise? It was a wedding! The red Pegasus blinked as she heard all that sneezing! How rude! After one, or even two, the sneezer should have taken it outside! Curious, she glanced around the room, only to see that it was her old friend Presteza who was guilty of public sternutation! And not only was it loud, it was magical? Not wanting to get magic snoot-juice on her lovely dress, she tried her best to shield herself and her beloved with her wings. Whatever she did, the magic avoided her, but not her special unicorn. Who started to float. She knew right away that Discord had everything to do with this. She wished he at least considered not going so low-brow. Maybe sneak a bottle of 'Fizzy Lifting Drink' in Berry Punch's hooves. This was a beverage young officers would sneak into parties and watch the shenanigans begin. And while that involved loud belches that would lift the drinker into the air, burps were nicer than sneezes. And the drink, which along with its enchantment, the pink and bubbly drink consisted of an fruity Crème De Cassis with more of a hint of spicy ginger liqueur. That drink was good. "Swift!", she noticed her beloved was also floating about. "Do you know any cancel spell, spells?" If the draconequus was behind it, and he was, she realized that a unicorn's spell probably would not stop his powerful magic. So for now, it was her job to make sure her husband to be, did not float away.
    3 points
  9. Applerich Stadium was the newest feature in Ponyville's burgeoning landscape. It wasn't as big as some of the giant stadiums that occupied the larger cities of Equestria but it was a big as Appleloosa's stadium and much grander in intent. It could host any number of sports and events than just the local buckball team and the ponies (and town) behind it had attracted quite a lot of attention. It was built on Rich family land and while the Apple family had no direct hand in its funding, it shared their name on account of the historically close ties between the family. That same connection meant that when the stadium was announced it was quickly feted by many events. From the Heartland Wrestling Federation and the Equestrian Buckball Association to the Heartland Hoofball Alliance and Canterlot Football Conference, many large and famous organizations wanted to use it. It was going to be well-used by the local Buckball team and Schoolastic Teams (should they ever exist, Chancellor!) and a legion of smaller events. But who was gonna be the first? Turned out it was the National Rugby League, who had made a bold move by signing some local talent ages ago to try and secure the spot. Most teams in the League were barnstormers. A few professionals who traveled around playing games by, at best, a loose schedule, supported by locals and temporary players. One such team was The Roundbottom Roughriders, a mainstay in the Heartland who often traveled to and through Ponyville and had a healthy rivalry with the Bucephalus Buccaneers, who also laid claim to the area Ponyville. It was known for having ponies with good, strong hooves and strong backs who could outwork most others. A nice solid place to pickup some supporting pieces for better players. And there was one mare who they had both signed at different times. Often times for a few games to be played in Ponyville. On rare occasions, for a short timed stint. They never regretted signing her, only that she allowed the seasons to determine when and where she'd play- that and family matters, in any case. So when she agreed to play for the Roughriders months before the stadium's opening, it was enough to get the Mayor to decree that the first event to take place in Applerich Stadium was Applejack's return game: The Roundbottom Roughriders vs the Bucephalus Buccaneers. She played no less than ten games before then and she had never felt better. She had been Ponyville's premiere athlete her whole life, after all. She was as fast and swift as the crack of a whip, as enduring as the mountains and rough as leather. She could kick the dang ball from near across the whole field and then some: Nopony could stop the Roughriders from scoring at least a goal kick when she was playing, but her strength and pure power meant she would much rather cream somepony and run her way down the field for more. The first few games were just on the radio. Some real scrub teams that the Roughriders walked all over. Then they started to face stiffer and stiffer competition, real tough customers. A rainy affair near the Velvet Strand with a reporter able to snap pictures was cable to catch Applejack dragging no less than four others in for a game winning score moments before the game ended. And her heroics against the Cloudsdale Steelwings were heard across the Heartlands, as she was responsible for every game in the second half en-route to a thrilling come from behind victory. By the time the Roughriders made their way to Ponyville to face the Bucs- who had toured the Strand and faced some top dollar teams to prepare- Applejack was one of the brightest stars in the sporting constellation. Just ask her family. **************************************************************************** "That is the end of the first half with the score the Roundbottom Roughriders 20 and the Bucephalus Buccaneers 15!" Said the announcer over the stadium's loudspeaker, which could be barely heard over the excitement of the crowd. Applejack had ended the half by drop-kicking the ball for three just as time was expiring. She was also responsible for an earlier drop kick and both after-try kicks, as well as a legion of hard hits. The fact the Bucs were so keyed up on her meant she was able to get the ball to the stallions who scored both tries, to boot. Yep, she was having a heck of a game and it showed. Her mane was damp with sweat- though compared to others she was as dry as a flower in a heat wave- and she had no few cuts and bruises, but she was no worse for wear than the others. The teams broke for their respective locker rooms for the half, but she made sure to first trot to the 'home' side's stands, where the first row was placed just a few hooves lengths above the stadium ground. It wasn't the VIP seats that ringed the top of the stadium behind glass enclosures but it was close enough for Applejack to get what she wanted, which was some time with her family before she had to head in. They were seated front row you betcha, right next to the tunnel. She trotted there and even jumped up so she was on the railing next to her family. "Woo-eeee! Talk about a tough team but it's a lot of fun. How y'all handlin' it out here? 'joying tha game?" She asked, beaming with pride at her work for the day as she searched for some hay fries. There better be some hay fries.
    3 points
  10. Subtly, the disguised bat's ears twitched towards the conversation happening just across from her. A book? She still couldn't be sure if this was the makings of an elicit event, or if this was like the coffee case. Or the janitor case. Or the waitress case. Or the pizza case. No, that pizza delivery cold had definitely snuck something onto her pizza. She needs to track him down one of these days... She could drop it- it could be nothing, and just the musings of an overactive mind, but Orange Cream never left things to chance! They could be plotting something nefarious! ... Or they could be normal tourists. Wandering from the stand with a brochure in-hoof, she circled around to get a little closer, nose stuck in the admittedly enticing images. Ooh, was that a bathhouse? How would that work...?
    3 points
  11. Twilight laughed. "Believe me, a lot of times ponies just need to see what you're capable of. An entry position in Emergent Weather Response might be what you call a clipboard job but when a winter storm is raging beyond control from the heart of the Everfree to threaten Vanhoover, somepony with your talents will be front and center in stopping it. You can be sure of that: In fields where excellence is required, if you truly have what it takes you won't be found wanting for advancement," she said confidently, though she didn't shy away from answering the second part of the question. "Kastrot is always looking for powerful unicorns but I doubt you'd enjoy it there. Whitescar would be great, but they shun magic. The Crystal Empire- much of it falls under many of the same advantages and disadvantages, opportunities and likewise as Equestria. However, the weather patterns there are certainly more your style," she said as she finished her tea. Pouring another- and topping her guests- she tittered. "Yes, weddings. Avoid them at your pleasure. They are...wonderful events, don't get me wrong. But everypony I even vaguely know invites me to officiate. I understand why, of course, and I do enjoy it. But I wish I could have a wedding where I could be a simple guest. Well, maybe not simple. I'm fully aware of what will happen. But at least one where I don't have to work at the wedding!" Twilight said as she leaned back. "How far along are the preparations, by the way? I assume Swift already has lined up at least fifteen thousand ponies to work it. That or zero, some Avant Garde affair. You never know which way with him: Over the top and extravagant, or over the top in its simplicity," she said with a hearty laugh. "How many foals is the plan, again?"
    3 points
  12. "Your best bet is to avoid weddings. For some reason, I always run into Discord and 'you know who' at these things. If I do cross a certain unicorn mare's path, I simply smile and move on.". She wondered if wedding planners simply hire the draconequus so he could amuse those who were unable to, or did not drink to at least keep them amused. She had been to her former colt-friend's wedding recently and the crazy critter kept the dullies away for most of the event. It also kept her from thinking a little too much about the wedding itself. Three ponies were getting married and two could shape-shift. Her husband to be's amateur dramatics could also help, just as long as he doesn't annoy the wrong creature. Aka anyone who could destroy him with a thought. Fire Walker listened to the purple princess' further details about the Windigos. "Wow, I am even more terrified about those now that I know more." Was there a good chance they would appear at the next sporting event she attended? Usually a major rivalry had a split stadium. "Oh, I'm well aware of the protocols one must follow when facing an 'Dangerous Antagonistic Magical Negative Nuisance', which the class referred to as 'D.A.M.N.N!'" Her cousin J.J Walker created and starred in an informational instructional video about D.A.M.N.N. In the video, his character was bedeviled, befuddled and be-dangered by an unseen powerful foe. He would shout out 'D.A.M.N.N!' and then explain the situation. Once the solution had been found and applied, he would then shout, "Dy-no-mite!" Mostly this would involve contacting those who could handle the threat, and making sure innocent creatures were removed safely from the area. The red mare glanced down at the alicorn's poking tool. Heh heh! She was such a spoony pony!
    3 points
  13. Tiger smiled as he saw Berry was the one to catch the bouquet, though it seemed the peace was destined to be short lived. A mare sneezing was no big deal, it was allergies, if he heard that line right. The fact that ponies started floating was more concerning, especially since he was one of them. When Berry cried out, his focus snapped to her, and he pushed off the pillar he was next to to propel him towards her. He wrapped his forelegs around her, looking around for anything else to push off of so they could get to the ground. “Hey, it’s okay, Berry. I’m here now, I’ll figure out how to get us down.” He said, thankful that his momentum was carrying them towards another pillar. When he got there, he twisted around to push them gently towards the ground. “Can you help grab something when we get there? I’m a little busy holding you right now.”
    3 points
  14. And back from New England!
    2 points
  15. *blows so much dang dust off of account*
    2 points
  16. Spring Rain It was a day off from work, and Spring was eager to spend it outside. It felt great to feel the sun warm her body and see the growth of plants around her. It was getting close to harvest time. Everywhere that she could see there were fresh herbs to be picked, trees heavy with fruit, and more vegetables than one could shake a stick at. Someone had even rather humorously grabbed a giant pumpkin, hollowed it out, and filled it with apples. The pony left the town and trotted down past the farms occasionally pausing to fully relish in how great the weather was. It was enough to really put an extra bounce in her trot. It was a good time, if also very dangerous, to see what the Everfree Forest might have to offer. She would have to be careful not to go too far of course. She didn't want to get into trouble by disturbing the dangerous wild creatures that lived there.
    2 points
  17. Apple Bloom didn't rightly know what to say. Mostly she was just plum tickled by the concept of Tempest being a mama as if that has been on some bingo card somewhere. Who the hay was the father? She wasn't bringing him along now, was she? Abby wanted to know who the stallion was so she could do well by him and not get keel-hauled by an angry, pregnant Tempest Shadow. Which then brought her to the second part that actually brought her down no small amount. Had she been selected as a crewmember just to act as a surrogate child for Tempest to practice day to day life with? That wasn't part of the plan as far as Abby was concerned. She was here to work, work hard, and see the world as an adult. Still, despite her momentary feelings of being let down or even hoodwinked, there was a much greater sense of joy at the idea of two smaller Tempests running around. Tempests? Tempi? "Well, Ah didn't much expect ta hear that today!" She bellowed excitedly, hugging Tempest's forelegs. "Congrats! Who is that lucky stallion? Ah bet he's a real swashbucklin' fella, ain't he?" She asked with a laugh as she let go of her captain. Had to maintain some form of decorum, right? Wouldn't be a good idea to have everycreature else on the crew seeing that. "And ah'm totally down helping ya prepare for yer foals, no doubt about that! Yer gonna make a good momma just 'cause yer so worried about doing it right," She said emphatically before her brows furrowed ever slightly. "But...Ah'm a member of yer crew first and foremost, ain't that true?"
    2 points
  18. “No, I’d like too do… this.” Tempest says back, ears flicking as try’d to work out how to say things. She was never good at this. Talking. She never got too do much of it growing up and it showed every time she speaks. Bloom and others had so much flow, life. Her words were flat and cold. She was thankful Glitter saw past the tone but she needed… to work on it. “Bloom… I’m no good at being subtle so I’m going to just tell you. I’m going to be… A…” She trailed off, the word stuck. Try as she wanted her brain was unwilling to say it. “I’m trying. How to do… Things like this. I need to do it now for later.” She took in a sharp breath. “I have two on the way.” With that she looked back at the door as she walked closer to it, hood reaching out and stopping short. “I refuse to let them suffer like I did. My mother was heartless, cold and uncaring. I was just a tool, an item to win her more fame and clut. I don’t want to be that mare. I will not treat you like some foal, but I need some pony to learn with. You are a strong mare, fast of wits and a good soul… You had the family I wish I had. But I can learn and give my two that gift.” She glazed over her back, looking at the young mare with worry in her eyes. She felt like she told too much, and opened up too far.
    2 points
  19. ~Ambrosia Apple~ Amby giggled and clapped her little hooves together when momma came by. She always did in these games, which was why the little Filly was willing to go to them. They weren't just watching AJ, they were spending time with orange-mama. She giggled at the exaggerated display of scent, quickly turning into a pout when she threatened her perfume. "Get you own, momma. They was gift from blue-momma!" Rainbow might not have hung out with her as much as with Zappers, but the pegasus still knew how to give nice gifts. Speaking of RD... some fillies might have been disgusted to see their parents show affection, but never sweet little Ambrosia. After all, liking lovey-dovey stuff was what made her a sweet filly, instead of a stinky colt like her big brother! Who was nice in other respects, but didn't care much about how clean he was. "Awww...." She cooed, seeing her parents share a moment. Taking greedy advantage of the extra second Applejack always spared for hugging her, she gave a quick nuzzle to momma's cheek. "Be good, momma!" She entreated, before sitting back as Applejack returned to the field. ~Spoiled Rich~ Mayor Rich found herself with... an ambivalent relationship to sporting events. On the one hoof, she cared little for the games in and of themselves. Rugby, buckball, baseball, hoofball, cricket... she simply could not sustain an interest long enough to even tell most of them apart, at a glance. But she liked prestige, money, visitors to town bearing cash, and her name in big letters at the top of a tall building. Sports stadiums gave her that, and therefore, a sports stadium Ponyville would have. It was good for the town. And for her. But mostly for the town. In light of all this, she didn't mind sharing name credits with the Apples, who had been the deciding support in her election (Annoying little former blank-flank filly aside), not to mention a historical familial business partner to her husband's family. Best all around to cement that alliance, and to duly show support when any were playing in the field. She didn't cheer enthusiastically, but she would smile and clap at the appropriate occasions.
    2 points
  20. All the department had decided it was official: Flow needed a break. They told her it had been because she was working too hard (which was partially true), but in all actuality, it was the department that needed a break, not Flow. Her constant drama had begun to drag on her squad, and so they had politely suggested she take some time off to clear her head. Which was why she was now in Ponyville, home of one of the highest-rated spas in the country. She'd never had spa treatment before, but all of her friends had talked fondly of it, so she thought Why not give it a try? Of course, she had never asked what a spa was... She figured she could learn that when she got there. Which was now. She looked at the doors and took a deep breath before entering. Immediately she felt out of place. Everything here was so... Clean. She looked over her shoulder to see some bits of ash and soot still floating around inside of her from the last fire she had doused. Now she was embarassed she hadn't washed more thoroughly before coming! Well, no turning back now. She walked to the front desk leaving wet hoofprints behind her. "Hi there! My name's Flow. I have an appointment? I'm a little early, though..." She knew she was probably getting stares from some of the other creatures in the waiting room (she always did, even in her home city), but tried not to think too hard about it.
    2 points
  21. If anyone could understand wanting access to magic she couldn't achieve, it was Twinkle. Her search for Grogar's bell and the Alicorn Amulet had been going on for years now, and she was still no closer to finding either of them. "I know what that's like. A lot of those artifacts seemed really interesting. I wish I could have tried even one of them out! Magic isn't something that should be put on a shelf. It needs to be used! That's why the artifacts were made in the first place!" Her thoughts were once again drawn to the artifacts she sought herself. Then a thought popped into her head. Perhaps this unicorn would know a thing or two about Grogar's bell! She mentally pinned it as a conversation topic to bring up later, when she could do so without arousing suspicion. "So what kinds of ancient spells interest you the most? And what do you think you would find in Star Striker's journal?"
    2 points
  22. Magnus listened to the two mares conversing as he surveyed the area. He could feel eyes on him, but they could just as easily be on the two mares nearby. Of course, there had been eyes on him for a while, but he had no reason to call them out. For now, he remained wary, his eyes drifting towards a mare that seemed to be pretending to browse at a stand. And it seemed like this Amber was interested in some ancient magic book in the museum. Well, perhaps that could be useful to his own ends, either directly or as a bargaining chip.
    2 points
  23. Tempest reacted to Apple Bloom's choice oddly, as if anything other than food was on her mind. As it should have been: She had a crew for food prep, a cook. She was the Captain. If the Captain was down below making food and not doing whatever it was that leadership did during the day. As she hemmed and hawed and showed no small amount of confusion and angst about her cooking capabilities, or lack thereof, it dawned on Apple Bloom that the filly had failed to communicate well. "Oh!" She rubbed the back of her neck. "Err, Ah can help ya when it comes ta cookin', Cap'n. Ah've cooked with mah sister loadsa times before, so we can do that together," she said cheerily, "an' Ah certainly love mahself some pancakes. Y'all have any good praline on board? They go so good with flapjacks or apple pancakes, let me tell you that for free!" She laughed before tossing her head back in the general direction of the rest of the ship. "But Ah meant head on down ta tha kitchen with tha cook ta help out with tha ship," she said with a trailing sensibility. After all, her hope was to become a good crewmember, Palling about with the Captain was a good way to look like a spoiled rotten filly on a ship full of hardworking crewmares and she would be mortified if that was what they got out of her. Not that she wouldn't have preferred seeing what it was that Tempest considered a good pancake. Probably had a ton of rocks mixed in with gravel. That was how you mad grit, and she was one gritty mare most of the time. That was for later inspection though. It was her job to make sure that the Captain of her ship was confident with what she was doing with a crewmare, after all. "But if you reckon you'd rather me somewhere else, Ah'd do it, Cap'n!"
    2 points
  24. Zap understood the game very well. There were only a few rules. Rule 1: Roughriders were the best team. Not only the best team, but had the best player on the best team. Rule 2: Mom was the best player. There were some actors on the field wearing different colored jerseys that sometimes pretended to be the best, but there was only one true best, even if Mom didn't show it. On rare occasions, the other team would score against the best team with the best player. Zap never did fret too much about this because... Rule 3: If the Roughriders lose or get scored against, it's not Mom's fault. The only thing Zap didn't understand about this game was why it took eighty minutes to determine what he could tell you in eight seconds, that Mom was the best player and that she would carry the Roughriders to victory. "Eeyup!" Big Mac started in reply to answer Applejack's question that they were doing fine. He also held up a small basket of hay fries, some of which was already eaten by the little ones the big brother was watching over. Despite his chill demeanor, Big Mac loved watching the younger members of the family when the other adults could not. But it didn't happen very often, seeing as how Apple Bloom loved to volunteer to watch her niece and nephew. But also, thought he didn't show it much, he was a fan of rugby and was interested in even playing, but seeing as how somepony in the family was already better than him (again), he might as well support her from the sidelines the same way he would at rodeos. Zap jumped excitedly as she walked over to them. "Wow, Mom! You're doing so great. You should kick all the balls into the goal! Also number forty seven on the other team looked at you funny. You should beat him!" Zap stopped his insistent bouncing to grab a hay fry and once he was finished doing so, he started bouncing again. Zap was wearing a light blue roughriders jersey that was most likely donated to him because no one on the team could fit a jersey that small.
    2 points
  25. Before Silverstream closed the front door of the residential hall after they all walked inside, she looked around at the sleeping campus. She noticed some stray materials out by the water and a few windows open letting in a draft that would disgruntle the first one to walk into class the next day. "I think the school might need to invest in some campus security or something." She shrugged and walked into the dorm and down the hall. Once she got to her door and saw the other two get to theirs, she made her final remark on the night. "Thanks for finding me. I'd probably work all night down there if it wasn't for your common sense. Goodnight, you guys. Sleep well." She opened her door and closed it behind her. After she put on her nightcap and slipped into bed, she couldn't help but get excited about tonight possibly being the last time she slept in the dorms. But after only a few minutes of musing, she drifted and began dreaming about the adventures of a seapony vigilante who searched the abyss for trouble and mischief.
    2 points
  26. ~~~Aloe Blossom~~~ Aloe watched the curious tadpole as it swam around her before she felt Rose take her hoof. She smiled as the small heart formed over the tadpole and after a nibble, began going after it as if she had been given a piece of candy. She wasn't surprised. She was still a changling after all. She nodded to Rose when she said that she thought that she would make a treat for her, but warned that too much would be bad for her. Aloe nodded immediately. "Indeed. We don't want to teach her that it's okay to steal love from others. Besides, I'm sure you can attest. Love that's given instead of stolen tastes better," Aloe said with a smile. When asked what she thought, she smiled. "She's only the second most beautiful thing in the world, though second only to you," she smiled, reaching out for her little one.
    2 points
  27. Twinkle giggled a little at the unicorn's response. "Oh don't worry, I'm not here to sell anything, though I do readings, if you're ever interested. No, the truth is that I saw you in the museum and felt compelled to meet you. Call it fate, if you will." And by fate, Twinkle of course meant the will of the heavens. "I noticed you were one of the few other ponies interested in the artifacts and magical history of Roam. Is magic a special talent of yours?" She made a subtle gesture towards Amber's horn, quietly hoping that the other unicorn's answer would explain the strange feature. Just then she heard a sound, and turned her head quickly to see if somepony was approaching. But no one was there. She must have heard a street cat or something. She turned her attention back to the other unicorn.
    2 points
  28. Magnus wasn’t entirely sure what these two mares were doing, but he had been following them since the museum and neither seemed to notice. It seemed his stealth skills were still sharp enough even without his invisibility. At least against two ponies not paying attention. For now, the stallion found himself sitting in the shadows of the alley, watching the two introduce themselves. It seemed neither of them knew each other, which was interesting. He decided to get closer, his horn lighting up briefly before he faded from view and he walked closer to the two to hear them better.
    2 points
  29. Twinkle Dawn stared longingly at the Ancient Roaman amulet behind the glass of the museum's enclosure. It didn't have much power in it, of course (she had yet to come across an artifact that did), but still, it would be nice to have... Self-levitation required extreme mental effort, but having an amulet that would allow her to do it at will without even using her horn would make the task much simpler. She concentrated for a moment, and a slip of paper appeared in front of her. She knew what it said, but read over it again just to be sure. "New friends are in your future. A twisted path may lead the way straight. Some things that at first appear evil may be good. Some things that look broken may be the key to new opportunities." It was a very strange horoscope, especially for Twinkle. She didn't like the sound of it. However, if "the way straight" was pointing straight towards her goal, then it would be worth the risk. This was for the good of Equestria, after all. In the mean time, however, she continued wandering the hall looking for broken or damaged magical artifacts. As she was examining a scepter, an odd pony walked into the room. Unlike most of the ponies she had seen in the museum so far, this one looked like she had a purpose in mind. She knew exactly what she was looking for, and it soon appeared that she found it. As Twinkle watched, fairly certain the pony hadn't noticed her (or if she had, just didn't care), she noticed that the unicorn's horn was... bent. That was odd. The words of her horoscope ran through her mind once more. "New friends are in your future... Some things that look broken may be the key to new opportunities." Perhaps she wasn't supposed to be looking for an artifact, but rather a pony that would appear in some way "broken"! She came to this epiphany and began to trot towards the mare, when all of a sudden the unicorn turned on her heels and strode out of the museum entirely. Twinkle followed carefully, deciding to take this opportunity to watch the mare before formally introducing herself. After nearly losing her in the crowd twice, Twinkle finally watched her sit on a bench for a moment, and decided to take that opportunity to introduce herself. She trotted over, sat down next to her, and offered her hoof. "Hi! I'm Twinkle Dawn! And you are?"
    2 points
  30. ~~~Aloe Blossom~~~ Aloe would watch as the princess stepped back a bit as the egg started to rock back and forth even more. She then watched as their foal popped out of the top of the egg surrounded in an orb of water. It almost looked to be a combination of a pony and a tadpole at the moment, but considering what Rose and herself looked like in their own piceous forms. They weren't quite seaponies, but they weren't like the hippogriffs either. They were somewhere in between. The orb of water started to grow until it gave the filly enough space to swim and soon encompassed the two of them as well, transforming them into the fish pony thanks to the small enchantment that was put onto it by Rose. The second thing that she noticed was that the filly was absent of all color, except for her vibrant pink eyes. She instantly was drawn to Rose, but Aloe started to move over to her as well. "You mean our little seed of purity," Aloe said with a smile, leaning in to give the filly tadpole a nuzzle. At this point she'd practically forgotten that the princess was here at this point.
    2 points
  31. Ambrosia was not the sort of pony who understood sports all that well. Just a little filly, after all, and not the sort of filly that her mama was when she was Amby's age. Nope, Ambrosia Apple was a frilly filly, all in love with things soft, pretty, and frou-frou fancy. But she also loved her mama, and when momma wanted her family to cheer her on, she would be in the field, cheering momma. Nopony was telling her to be quiet, after all. "Woohoo! Go momma!" Now, if she were quizzed on where momma was going, or why, or what that whole bally business with the ball was, she'd just smile cutely and shrug. But all her family was cheering and happy, so she'd be cheering and happy! And when AJ came up for halftime, she would see her daughter's beaming face. "You great, momma! But you're sweaty." Momma seemed to like being sweaty, but Ambrosia could never understand it. Sweat was icky and salty and made the dust stick to you, but at least it made the baths after all that much better. Especially if momma was helping to wash you, and singing bathtub songs!
    2 points
  32. Roleplay Type: World of Equestria Name: Amber Shadow Gender: Female Age: Mare Species: Unicorn Eye colour: Purple (#ae3df4) Coat: Amber Orange (#f4983e) Mane/Tail: Amber’s mane and tail are pale blue (#4a77a7). They both have a lot of volume, so she likes to keep them at a medium length, never letting her mane get long enough to touch her back. Physique: Amber’s a bit taller than the average pony, with a slightly longer and bent horn. She also wears two electric blue earrings in her left ear. Residence: No permanent residence, traveler. Currently in The Foothills of Equestria, Roam. Occupation: Amber doesn’t stick with a single job, to fund her travels and search for spells she will often take up odd-jobs in any town she passes through. She prefers to do jobs she can utilize her magic for, but anything will do as long as she can get paid in the end. Cutie Mark: Three blue triangles, stacked on top of eachother. The symbol is a representation of ancient magic (Not necessarily powerful magic, just old), as she has a special talent in understanding and using magic from before her time. As of now, however, she does not realize this. Due to a legend, many mistranslations over hundreds of years, and an event that took place when she was a Filly, she believes her cutie mark to be a curse. She got her cutie mark while practicing magic when she was young, unknown to her, a much older spell than she thought. The spell itself wasn’t powerful or important, but when neither her nor her parents were able to figure out what her cutie mark meant an expert was called in. The expert explained that the symbol matched an ancient symbol representing the ruin and destruction of kingdoms, and that Ember would bring nothing but pain and destruction to the world (This, of course, was not true in the slightest. She was no more powerful than anypony else and was not destined for anything great or evil like this). Fearing the worst, her parents sent her off to an old friend who owed a favor, a griffon, to be raised away from ponykind. Unique Traits: Amber has a knack for understanding and breaking down ancient spells and magic. If she is unable to cast a spell on her own, she can usually break the spell down into small steps. Even if the spell won’t produce the same result, the smaller spells can still be useful. History: Growing up, Amber lived a fairly unordinary life. She was always a little less outgoing than other ponies, but had no problems making plenty of friends. Things changed drastically for her when she got her cutie mark, which was incorrectly labeled as something representing the destruction of kingdoms (It was, in fact, just an old symbol representing magic itself. The misunderstanding stemmed from magic being used for wrong over hundreds of years and being misunderstood in the translations). As a result of the cutie mark misunderstanding, she was sent to live with an old acquaintance of her father’s, a griffon. It was difficult for her as a filly to live in an area where there were not only no ponies, but ponies were seen as much lesser beings. Because of this, she ended up spending lots of time on her own, sometimes spending days out of the town before returning. She also hid her true feelings about things as best as she could during these years, nothing good came of giving your opinion to the griffons where she lived. Once she was old enough to properly set off on her own, she happily left the griffon town and began traveling throughout Equestria to search for a way to rid herself of her cursed cutie mark. She spent many years searching for modern magic that could do this, but would always come to the conclusion that nothing like that exists in the current day. She turned to ancient magic, studying up on Old Ponish as well, and began experimenting with spells much older than her. She may have been able to understand ancient magic, but that didn’t always mean she was powerful enough to properly cast it. During a particularly rough financial time for her, she rushed through creating a spell she believed would be able to at least partially hide her mark. Instead, the spell misfired and nearly broke her horn. Luckily she was only left with a bent horn, and her magic was untouched. After this close call, she took more care to understand what she was getting into. After years of travel, and meeting many different ponies from all over Equestria, she finally started opening up more to friendship. It didn’t go well for her at first, but even though she never stuck around in one place for too long she ended up making a few close friends she writes to. Making friends that don’t judge her for her cutie mark has helped boost her self-esteem, to the point where most days she completely forgets about her original goal of erasing her own mark and instead simply enjoys parsing through spells. In the back of her mind, she still remembers the things that were said to her years ago, and fears that one day she will cause some horrible event to happen. She still doesn’t fully understand her own cutie mark, and she’s too afraid to seek out the answers herself. Character Personality: When first meeting her, she often comes off as dull, or boring. However, if a conversation turns to something she likes, she could go on about it for hours. It usually only takes one or two conversations for her to start opening up more. She’s quick to give her opinion on things, though she’s learned to hold back a little and tries not to overstep and insult others with thoughtless remarks on things she doesn’t care for. When she’s stressed, or needs to clear her mind, she will often go hiking in the wilderness, going through spell formulas in her mind. Character Summary: Amber Shadow is a unicorn. When she was younger her cutie mark was mistaken for a curse of destruction and despair when it was in fact an ancient symbol representing magic. Because of this she was sent to live with griffons for her younger years. After this, she spent years traveling Equestria searching for a spell to rid her of her ‘cursed’ cutie mark. Making friends along her journey has helped her slowly begin to forget her original goal, and she’s more able to simply enjoy researching ancient magic.
    2 points
  33. Smolder managed a rather delayed chuckle over the griffon’s questionable joke. Not so much on its contents, but on how Gallus had told it and the look on his fuzzy little face. And now that face was going to get extra soggy as it was time to return to the water. Down there it's better. Take it from Silverstream. She waited for the big blue bird to dive in after Silverstream before she followed. The dragon would make sure her friend would get back to dry land without any issues. Once they returned, she crawled out of the water, “Oh yeah!”, Smolder had planned to sound as if she was filled with enthusiasm, but the sleepy dragon was only able to blurt out those two words. “Erm. I mean, we do some pretty awesome things when we’re all together. I need not list them all. Cause I’m sleepy. And wet.”, she grumbled as she shook off the excess water and followed the pair back to their rooms.
    2 points
  34. Tempest was hardly paying attention to her surroundings as Glitter snuck up on her. The mare almost got the drop on Tempest but in the last few moments Temtems ears flicked up in alert. She didn't turn around as she stayed put in let the hoof steps close in behind her and a voice she knew all too well spoke in to an ear. Tempest honestly did not think Glitter was coming, so it was something of a shock… Yet she knew it was the real Tempest with one look over her shoulder. Her feelings for the mare were… A mess. Have been for so very long and have not gotten more clear. But whenever that mare was nere she couldn't help but smile and feel as if so much worry was washed away in a flash of that loving smile. “You came?” She asked, her tone hardly reflecting the joy she felt seeing Glitter. Not that it needed to, she showed joy in other ways after all. Turning about she locked her front legs around the mare and hugged her firmly yet gently. She held it for a time, nuzzling in to the mare in a rare moment of public affection before releasing Glitter. “I’m glad you are here, I was about to die from how cute and lovely this dovey was. Was going to puke.” As she talked, a mare sneezed and… Well, things got weird fast. For one her flank refused to stay on the pillow. For two, others seemed to have the same problem. Tempest just frowns as she drifts upwards. “This! This is why we are never moving to ponyville Glitters. Every time, without fail, something like this happens.” She fussed. ~~~~~~~~~~ Nilaavin was still nudging the Shy mare along to play his game when some muffled sneeze. He paid that no worry, the shouting after it was more… alarming. He rubs his face with a paw and groans in frustration. Something was going on. Something was making a mess of the wedding. Of course something was this town was allergic too order! How hard can it be to just have some event happen where every pony got in line, did as told and sat where they were supposed to be? “It seems the game must be held for the moment Butter Shy.” With that he gets up and pushes open the door to peakd inside. … ….. Why were the snacks… er, ponies floating all over? Was it that blasted worm again? “Sir Blueblood! Are you ok?” He shouted in to the building, his voice echoing off the walls with all the authority and power a sphinx’s voice can muster.
    2 points
  35. From the album: BlindJester's Pictures!

    Just a few OCs of mine starting from the top left is Painted Wings, Top Right is Crystal Glow, Bottom Left is Melody Sparks, and Bottom Right is Felicity.
    2 points
  36. ~~~Aloe Blossom~~~ Aloe would smile, and her heart would warm when she felt Albedo on her hoof, and she felt Rose give her a nuzzle as well before commenting that the urges to feed on love will continue to come and go as she matured, and that her older self would have let her feed on whatever hapless creature would have wandered by, but that she didn't have her around before either. "Indeed, between the two of us, I'm sure we can keep her quite well nourished in all regards," Aloe said reaching out to cradle the little one a bit before letting her start exploring the bubble that she was in. When Rose mentioned that she was hoping that Albedo would be able to make friends outside of the two of them once she could walk on land, Aloe smiled. "With the two of us as her parents, I don't think that she'll have any problems with that. I imagine that she's going to be quite well liked, and one of the most attractive changelings in Ponyville, next to her mom of course. Something we might have a problem with when she gets older," Aloe said with a giggle.
    1 point
  37. Princess Twilight Sparkle had another great success under her proverbial belt. It had not been one she had expected to give her any appreciable issues to begin with but that never stopped potential issues from driving her mad in the preparation. There had been essential zero chance that the Saddle Arabians would have decided against signing the Century Agreement; it was mutually beneficial and the two nations were already fast friends in most areas. Now Equestrian magic experts from a wide variety of fields were set to work with the Sultan and his people to see how magic could benefit that nation, and in return Equestria would be given technology and access to a wide variety of resources it naturally lacked. Such an agreement had been proposed multiple times and neither nation had ever turned it down, but other events always came up and stole their attention. Now, they were finally going to cross that barrier and a hundred-year agreement had bee signed. She was certain there would be more signed as the centuries passed, but this would do for now. The full Equestrian delegation could have been teleported home but then they'd have to jump right back into courtly duties immediately. Instead, the REN Majestic, Flagship of the Royal Diplomatic Transport Squadron, glided through the skies above the Sparkling Sea. A staff of over fifty plus crew and guards made their way to and fro while Twilight occupied the Royal Suite. It was here that she found herself writing some letters and reading some dispatches, passing the time lazily for once. It would take about a week to arrive in Fillydelphia, where there would be a small function and some minor checkups before they continues to Canterlot. The second half of the trip would only take one day, aided by Equestrian weather. And then, well, back to work. No rest for the weary! She felt something try to teleport into a space close to her. Unfortunately it would encounter trouble. The Majestic was outfitted by a series of spell matrices designed by Twilight to counter a wide array of magic. Combined with the movement and the first element of the signature was phasing into the wood of the vessel itself. Very strong to get even that far. Even a cursory examination allowed Twilight to understand who it was. She disabled the spell matrix and reset the position of the ship as she finished writing a letter to Rarity. The chameleon that was Rose found its way into her suite, hopefully safe, sound, and none the wiser. Twilight would have to get Rose to stop surprising her like this! As she drank some tea and leaned back, Rose's voice entered her mind. Twilight didn't bother replying silently, however. "Nice to hear from you Rose! Getting into trouble or just coming for the company?"
    1 point
  38. Apple Bloom allowed herself some choice words once she was in the bathroom. The glass was wedged in just so that it would be hard to remove, but remove it she had to do. She searched for some tweezers and slowly started digging to find it. Even when she did find the first of two pieces, pulling it out caused no small amount of irritation and pain. She dropped it into the bin and worked on the second one, gently pulling it away from the wall. Even then, some irritation remained. She washed herself up and got some new gauze- still a tiny bit of blood, no reason to be unsanitary. Luckily, she didn't hear the sounds of complete chaos and the destruction of the farm, so that meant they must be getting along. Best friends, even! After collecting herself, Apple Bloom made her way back downstairs. She didn't know what most of the day was going to be like. She was taking it moment by moment but really she felt like she was going to drown. Zap Apple was Zap Apple and he was wonderful but he was just that right age where doing the opposite of what she asked him to do was the right thing to do as far as he was concerned. After all, she was only the Aunt, right? As she moved into the kitchen she took a deep breath and was gonna put her front hoof forward. "So, how-" she began before she sighted the wings, the Alicorn wings!, in full display. She was mesmerized ever momentarily and something in her mind was awed. A click of a switch somewhere and she could almost feel herself subtly shift perspective on the Alicorn until her words were treated as far more than mere suggestions. She did hear what was asked of her pretty clear, though. "Yes, Yer Highness. Two cups'a'milk coming up," she said quickly, giving an ever brief bow before bounding to work. In just a few moments the slight fog vanished but by then she just completely agreed that indeed this was the best idea. "Here ya go!" she said, sliding two cups of milk over to the youngings.
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  39. What a day! RD was pumped as also totally chillin'! She'd gotten the day off training the new recruits at the Wonderbolt academy to be here for this awesome event. AJ was way good at all sports but none more so than rugby. The elements of the sport were perfectly suited to the well muscled and level headed mare. She was ferociously competitive and had the stamina of an all day buffalo stampede! RD had of course spent the first like, at least twenty minutes of the match exclaiming to any other pony that would listen that the star player was her wife. The pegasus was super proud and happy to be coupled with pretty much the best sports pony in all of Equestria. When the first half was over RD had been on the edge of her seat, rooting on the final points scored by her mare in the first half. She had some idea of how rugby was played though not the finer points of it. It was certainly not a sport for a pegasus like her. She was strong yeah, but hardly sturdy enough to withstand the blows one would receive out there on the rugby field. She had snagged a couple hay fries and had elbowed Big Mac numerous time when AJ had made awesome plays. She'd ruffled Amby's forelocks (which she didn't t like but tolerated from her other mother) and of course spent time paling around with Zappers. "Nice moves out there hot stuff!" She winked at her flushed and sweaty mare. "No pony's got a candle to you on the whole field! And way to score right at the buzzer!" She wasn't sure she was using correct rugby terms for anything but that was ok, she was supportive and present and having a fun day with her family. "Zappers and I are totes impressed aren't we big guy?" She smiled at the bouncing colt in the light blue jersey.
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  40. Hm, it'd be nice to give Berry Punch some more playtime, though I'll be away for several days next weekend, so I don't want to start a thread only to leave you hanging from Friday to Monday.
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  41. Amber’s neutral expression gave way to a slight smile hearing Twinkle express such interest in the ancient magic on display, it was nice not being the only pony around who could appreciate this type of thing. She felt a little bad immediately being suspicious of her when she first approached, it seems she was just looking for somepony to talk to about the display. It’s not like there were many other ponies checking out the room of artifacts, it was no wonder she stood out to Twinkle. “Spells?” She thought about it, her favorite spells were hard to pin down. She usually enjoyed deconstructing the spells more than actually casting them, mostly because she wasn’t nearly powerful enough to cast half of them. The ancient magic she enjoyed required… Quite a bit more than an average unicorn could muster on her own. If she had to choose, it would be the specialty of the pony she looked up to, Star Striker. “I really like the way transmutation was used. I’ve read that they used to be able to alter so much more than just simple objects and creatures, there are tales of Star Striker changing the very fate of those around him. To be able to alter not only what you look like, but who you are!” Amber let out a deep sigh, “I was actually hoping to find something more about that in the journal, I’ve been tracking a particular fate transmutation spell down for months now and all the remaining signs point to here. It would be so much easier if I could just go in there and take it, it’s not like anypony would miss it. You and I were practically the only ones who even gave those things the time of day! I bet nopony in this city even cares about the history behind it! I- I uh..” She realized she was standing on the bench, waving her hooves around wildly. Taking a moment to calm down she slowly took her seat again. She closed her eyes and her expression returned to it's normal, emotionless state, “... Sorry about that.”
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  42. Shining Armor chuckled, ruffling Flurry's mane in a comforting gesture as she worked through the likely situation she'd find herself in as 'ruler.' "Don't worry about it; I will act as regent, but I want to see you actually try to do all the things you've been studying and practicing. I know your mother will be very proud of you for being willing to step up like this. I'll make sure that you don't get over your head, and you'll be able to ask me anything you need." And with that reassurance, he turned back to the street that led up to the palace, stopping on the way to buy some roses. "Your mother always loves these; it's her favorite flavor of flower." Shining himself had more proletarian tastes, in that his favorite was Daisy, one more thing he shared with his sister.
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  43. ~~~Wind Dancer~~~ Wind Dancer smiled and nodded when Sky mentioned the proposal show and their little one being the first two. If she was being honest, the proposal way probably the most favorite moment of her life. Just for the simple fact that it was done as part of a live show, in front of a live audience, and that they both had the same exact idea. That was a special moment in her life and one that she was never going to forget. When Sky asked what she thought that they were going to have, she pondered for a moment. "Honestly, I hadn't given it a lot of thought. I know that whether it's a filly or a colt though, I'm going to love it and spoil it all the same," she said with a smile. She to was relieved that they were able to find some shade under the tree that they had met under. "Phew... They really brought on the heat today. I'm glad I don't have to dance right now. In the condition I'm in, I don't think I could," she said, wiping her brow with her wing. "Though most of my shows are at night, so that usually helps or quite a bit, but still. I don't think Golden would let me dance right now if I wanted to anyway," she smiled.
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  44. Though it would be entirely fair to call Ambrosia Apple spoiled, it would not be fair to call her entirely selfish. She loved her momma, and paid attention to her expressions in detail. And she could see tears coming from Applejack's eyes. "Are you o-kay, mommy?" She asked, tilting her head. Seeing AJ rub her eyes, and them getting worse, caused the little filly to blink with empathetic pain. "Are you hurt? Did- did I hurt you mommy?" Her voice was practically a squeak now, and she wasn't very far from crying now. This wasn't supposed to happen! This was supposed to be a day of fun and gifts, not one of pain any crying!
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  45. Luna was glad to have Ice Storm there to explain the situation. If she had to be honest, Ice was the next best thing to her elder sister when dealing with grave threats to Equestria. Perhaps this was just the change however she needed to defeat this ancient unicorn. Her past interactions had been with Celestia...and if her memory was correct those meetings always seemed to end in a draw. Though Ice might not be an alicorn, she brought a fresh strategy to the Hou Shuren conundrum. Luna herself had always let Celestia do the brunt of the battling with the seemingly immortal sorceress , though that was their terms of engagement.... Perhaps this time she could show her full power for once. Rumors had circulated that Hou had a companion now so it would only be far in the alicorn's mind. The retired royal would nod to both of the wolves as a sign of respect as the each spoke their name. "We are glad to have somecreature as skilled as you both on our expedition. Any help to stop this threat is appreciated, and perhaps may give us an element of surprise on her. If all else fails, I do have only last trick up my hoof," as she looked to Ice Storm to judge her reaction. "Now then, where is the best location to make basecamp? I'm interested both of your feedback and would like to have camp made before nightfall." Luna would look back to where Midnight was. She had a quick letter to send and he was her way out of the conversation momentarily. "It appears my loyal guard requires my attention. I am sure between the three of you, a decision can be made. Luna would nod and make her way to Midnight. "Take a letter. Dearest Twilight, I shall be raising the moon this evening from my current location. It is of the most importance keeping up our cover. Signed, Your loyal friend, Luna." With a flash of her horn, the letter was on it's way to Canterlot. With a motion of her head, she would make her way back over to the group, Midnight close behind. "Tell me Kaen and Shiranui, woulds thou like to see a moon rise this evening?"
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  46. ~Spoiled Rich~ The Mayor of Ponyville tried not to read too much in the delay of the noblemare's response. Class-conscious as Spoiled was, she was quite aware that her status, while deserving of acknowledgment, by no means would compel it promptly from a Canterlot elite. Not a very charitable or accurate interpretation of Lady Presteza, as any who truly knew the unicorn would attest, but Spoiled Rich wasn't a mare to mind such things in any case. Of course, there was also the fact that she was the mayor of Ponyville, a town with a certain reputation. "I assure you, Lady Presteza, that finally getting a handle on governing the magical outbursts of this town is one of my chief priorities. Not that I would mind shaving off a few years myself, of course!" She gave a little laugh. It seemed that Pressy was quite close to all three of the prospective herd, which she supposed made sense. Two out of the three were of her class, after all, and she was probably the one who had brought Dunnie up and introduced her. Another mischaracterization, as it happened. "I see, and I do apologize, but the beautiful flora of this town does have it's side effects." Totally oblivious to the floral nature of her perfume's affects, she offered a kerchief to the unicorn, which was of course suffused with the odor. While her interlocutor did her best to stifle a sneeze, Spoiled contemplated the thruple as they took their vows. Star Crusader seemed to be taking the traditional position as headmare, which was right and proper enough. Spoiled would never dream of dictating business practices to her husband; the Store was Filthy Rich's domain, but the House was hers, and her will absolute within. It seemed Prince Blueblood was as sensible in this respect as her husband, she was pleased to see. Bringing in a second mare, of a lower class at that, seemed to her rather less sensible. A pure indulgence, emotional or physical. Still, they were probably rich enough to afford it, and she supposed it was more respectable than other methods- "WAh-CCHOOO!" The magic hit without warning, and at ground zero as she was, the mayor was first to feel it's effects. "What manner of- Hey!" Feeling herself lift off, she scrabbled to get a grip, which only succeeded in pushing her further towards the ceiling. "What business is this?" Looking around for someone to blame, she made yet another hasty assumption. "DISCORD, STOP THIS AT ONCE!" ~Berry Punch~ Berry Punch, meanwhile, was focused on something else. Specifically, the bunch of flowers that symbolized a pending matrimony for the seizer thereof. All her loneliness and envy expressed itself in her leap, and the gods of fortune smiled upon her, for she caught it in mid-air. Said gods then proceeded to laugh, because she was then unable to come down for a landing, being stuck in mid-air. "Got it!... Hm?" She looked around, quickly beginning to panic. "Oh, oh no! Tiger, Midnight, Jade, Help ME!"
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  47. “While I was still rather annoyed at him over having nasty old spoiled chocolate milk dumped on me right before a shift..”, the former Pegasus whispered as they walked down the hall. “I’ve decided it would be wise not to be friendly with a guy who could literally do anything to you, anywhere and anytime. He kind of still scares me, thankfully it appears Lady Fluttershy has kept him from going all ‘King Discord’ on us all." Celestia? She glanced over at the strange sight that was her former colt-friend. What was so bizarre moments ago, the officer was quickly finding somewhat appealing. Dunnie’s hopelessly long legs, hairless face along with those incredibly long stockings. It must have taken her ages to put those on...But did she? Whatever magic that transported them into this weird world made sure they were fully dressed, which was nice. And these creatures they were had such tiny little mouths and noses. The eyes were about the same. "I had spoken to her a few times during my stay in Canterlot. Now I take my orders from Princess Twilight now...But even in Canterlot, it was rarely anything official.." Her former favorite fuzzy brown pony had another question. “Before I joined the R.E.A, I was a horrible little pony.”, she kept her voice down low. “Rude and a bit of a bully. I even had my mane cut short during my sophomore year...It looked horrible, but it was easy to maintain.” Her eyes trailed the doors. It was weird. The letters were different, but she could read them as if they were Equestrian. “I got into all kinds of fights, and while I made sure my grades were good, but not nerd-good, I was rather rude to my teachers...”, she sighed, “Wish I could could go back and change all that. Be a good girl. Not be such a jerk to my parents. Maybe even Wind Walker being born fixed me as well, as I usually had to watch her..” Fire Walker watched as he old friend tried to open the door. “Er...I think...You position your hand, like a cup and reach around the knob...I think.” Thankfully nobody was here to watch this, and being the smart sort, Bevel was able to get them through the puzzle-door. Things were easy when you were as clever as Bevel was. However the room they entered was also empty. “Weird.”, Fire whispered, forgetting they could talk normal for the moment. She did notice one thing. An small box rested on desk with an odd version of the R.E.A logo. It was locked. “Oh. These. Keys..”, she had felt a few keys hit her thigh when she first entered the odd world. There were a few keys that hung from her belt. One of them fit just right. She opened the box and found another key, an map of the school and note. It read. “GO TO THE BASEMENT.”. It was written in red ink. “Guess we have our first orders.”, she grasped the key and held I up.
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  48. ~Arctic Blitz~ Arctic Blitz paused, dumbfounded in himself. Of course there was somewhere where you were supposed to drop off presents, yet for some reason, that had just slipped his mind. He quickly recovered, putting on a somewhat embarrassed smile. "Oh right, my bad. A lot on my mind lately...." He stopped again. Normally, he would have just given a fake name, and a fake profession, and rolled with it from there. It worked on ponies who had much more reason to ask more than the Prince, but this was a wedding. He wasn't here to steal or do harm, and nopony else was looking for a trouble, unless there was another army of changelings hiding amongst the crowd, which Arctic doubted. "My name is Arctic Blitz. Though you can just call me Arctic....I'm an Airship Captain." His attention was immediately drawn by what was nearly a speech from an overly eloquent pony, who was followed by both a young dragon and a young griffon. His eyebrow arched, as he watched the trio. In his experience, ponies that took the time to turn every sentence into a script from a Manehatten play tended to be con-artists, through and through, and the more likable they seemed, the more of a con they were. With how smooth this stallion seemed, Arctic was certain he could rob a captain of his entire ship, or even an admiral of their fleet, and better yet, he was here, among the nobility. Arctic's lips curled in smile. If even an inkling of his suspicion was true, this was a pony he could get along famously with. As the Prince shifted to address the two students, Arctic shifted entirely towards the eloquently spoken stallion. "So...You must be a teacher or administrator at the Princess's school here, right?....or do you work for the Prince directly, as a secretary or assistant?" Arctic asked, pausing for but a moment. "Arctic Blitz, by the way." He added quickly.
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  49. Gallus entered the wedding proper and was pleased that the wonderful chaos that preceded the ceremony allowed him to more easily get closer and closer to his target. The small desperation that had taken root at the core of his self was ebbing now if only because his target was clear. One dressing room. One would-be married former bachelor. That didn't make Gallus wonder though. Blueblood was getting married. Was Bluebelle still a bachelorette? Could she still get married separately? If she could and the Chancellor decided to stay as one or the other did the one the Chancellor stayed as have to take up the new marriages? Everything was confusing, and he hadn't even managed to get drunk yet. Speaking of, he could see Smolder starting to get a little bubbly herself. Were dragons as lightweight as griffons? He'd have to- "Comrades Gallus and Smolder?......" - Gallus barely understood what was being said. Okay, yes. So it made sense there'd be somecreature taking care of Blueblood's affairs. Well, he couldn't help Gallus with his problem. But he could probably take him to the stallion who could help him with his problem, so maybe in a way this attendant could help Gallus help himself. And that was all Gallus needed, a helping hoof to help Gallus help himself by helping him out of this jam. "Oh, uhh. Hey there," Gallus said to Psmith as he shot him talon-guns, trying to search for the fella's name and coming up blank. That would be fine. "Hey, uhh, hey there. Sport. Uhh, I do need to see the Chancellor. Isn't school related, very personal. And urgent. So I need to see him if you'd just let me...?" he said, adding the pregnant pause at the end to allow Psmith to finish that sentence himself. ************************************************* Sky Crack's disappointment was immeasurable and her day was ruined. But she hid it well, because a true warrior mare didn't let on when she felt a huge let down coming on. "I see," she responded passively. "Weddings are events of some excitement in Acroneighos, and we celebrate accordingly. The habits of these lands it would stand to reason would be different, but I would be lying if I said I was not disappointed," she said with no less a sullen expression than was possible while remaining expressionless. She did enjoy the compliment. Acroneighos raised many healthy mares of proper athletic and militant upbringing and cut an impressive athletic figure, fit for soldierly duties across the world. "Thank you for the compliment. Acroneighos takes pride in the physical fitness of her people and her healthy bearing and soldierly conduct shine through her citizens as the sun. You would not look out of place yourself in the armor of an Accompli, Tempest."
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