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  1. 5 points
    Stage 4- The Rearing Ravine Challenging the racers is the most dangerous part of an otherwise safe forest, the Rearing Ravine. High and heavily forested, it can be hard to see if you're about to fall off of the side of a cliff and the trails are small and zigzag up and down. Most years there is a gap, a bridge, a jump! But everything seems fine this year with a nice stone bridge crossing the gap. But as ponies charge across the woods, the rocks that make up the sides of the ravine have had enough and are gonna make their displeasure known. As an avalanche of rocks cascade across the route, will ponies try to brave the avalanche of rocks or will they seek shelter in the covered areas below? OOC- Each competitor must choose whether they are running through the avalanche or are seeking shelter. If you are trying to brave the avalanche, there will be a D6 roll made to see if you succeed- I will contact you to let you know. Doing so successfully can net you between 2 and 6 points. Getting hit, however, may cost you points. Seeking shelter will not earn you points or cost you points. You must make your choice in your first post and may not change it later, even if your character gets involved with the other side!
  2. 5 points
    Berry Punch Well, hello! It seemed that all things did indeed come eventually to the patient and cautious. Or, at least, handsome bat-stallions did, and that was all Berry could or wanted to ask for anyway! "Hmmhm, don't worry about it, Midnight, I don't mind." She giggled, not making any move to separate herself from the Thestral that had backed in against her in the little nook. "I just thought we wouldn't spooning until much later today~" She could not resist the tease, though she broke down laughing again, booping his cute little fanged muzzle when he turned back. "I'm just glad you're not out there getting yourself hurt, sugar."
  3. 5 points
    Berry Punch If, in later days, Berry Punch had been asked where and when things had started to go wrong, it would be here and now. All throughout the race she had planned to take it relatively easy, no risks, no gunning all out for the finish line. Just a nice run in the woods to knock all the leaves down, preferably with good-looking company. But when one of the good looking ponies had decided to open up on the flats, as the sun made a re-appearance from behind the clouds, well! Berry was not a mare well skilled in the art of resisting temptation, and the clear glade surrounding her and the sight of the backside of the mare gaining distance ahead of her proved entirely too much. "Well come on then, Tiger, you can't that stand, can you!?" She laughed, putting an extra spring in her hindlegs as she shifted from a canter to a full on gallop. It had been a while since she'd run at top speed, but in the crisp fall air, with the trees and deer surrounding, it was a pleasure in and of itself, whether or not she managed to catch up to Jade in the front. Not that she wasn't going to try! All Out!
  4. 5 points
    All Out! It seems bat stallion got a little miffed with her words/treatment of him. Good. His giggles at her flirting were cute, but he was supposed to be Guard's Pony no? Have a little pride. Put others in their place when necessary. Good, this made the game so much more interesting. "Ufufufu..." she let out excited giggle while glancing back. Yes, chase me! Speaking of interesting, these two others took her challenge as well. Splendid, the more the merrier! They even managed to come close to her. After they introduced themselves, 'Jade' made a slight bow in return. "A superb names. I am Dr. Jade Beaker. I am an ethologist.....and so it happens, I specialize in great cats." her gaze landed on a Tiger Blood for a longer while. "And, it may be be obvious, but when working with such animals, it's important to have physical capabilities. Like managing to run faster...and longer then them!" unicorn mare explained....and accelerated. They couldn't know that due to all the souls she absorbed before the race, Hou could keep this tempo for hours. Outward nothing could be detected, but the spirit energy within her steadily transformed into vitality, replenishing stamina while cleaning such unpleasant things like lactic acid from her muscles. Sprinting till the finish line was possible....but so deep in her foes territory, appearances were everything. For now sorceress will be content to level with the mare she didn't interact with yet - Tempest Shadow! "Hello there." 'Jade' spoke as she appeared directly on Tempest's six. "You pretty good. Planning to keep it up till the end?"
  5. 5 points
    "Wow Zappers!" Pinkie bounded towards the bridge. The contraption had begun to sway slightly in the wind. "Looks like every pony wants to race alongside you!" She commented with a giggle as not only Tempest but Strong Copper raced in to rescue the little guy. "Not sure what you guys are so worried about!" She called out, taking her first step onto the swaying planks. "Zappers is a big guy now. He's gonna be just fine." The last words came out through gritted teeth as Pinkie took a gander upstream. The river was swelling and fast! If they were going to get across while the bridge was still in one piece they better shake a leg! "Everypony across that's going across!" The Pinkie one shouted as she bounded forward. Her bouncing was probably not exactly what the bridge needed to keep itself together but too late for worrying about that too. The Pink one glanced back to see who was following her. She was about half way over when a big gust of wind made her sidestep into the rope 'railing'. "Eeek!" She narrowed her eyes and continued on. With her in front and those others behind Zap would be just fine...right? Bridge crossed!
  6. 5 points
    Bridge Thunk-Thunk-Thunk-Thunk her hooves echoed off wood as she charged ahead over the bridge. She was focused fully on her path, eyes taking in every scrap of detail as placed every hoof with planned detail. This was her element, her zone. One slip of the hoof on a clump of leaves and she’d crash. Worse maybe fall over the side in to the river. Did they have fail safes? What happens if some pony did? They’d die if something was not planned for this. Yet what did it matter? All that did matter was what she did. Closer and closer the end came, a crossing that took moments yet felt so much slower for her. However her focus was clearly going to pay off… "Zap Apple!" The scream made her look back, the voice of Apple Bloom well known to her. She helped a lot whenever AJ asked her to come down and help on the farm. Yet what she yelled about was the more worrying matter. And to her complet shock the owner of that name was crossing the bridge! “WHAT THE #@%#@$!?” She shouted in utter confusion seeing Colt tailing behind Strong Copper. Slamming her rare legs down she came to a sliding halt, almost spinning out on wet leaves and wood. She didn't really know why she did that. Just that she felt… like she had to do it. Now that she was facing the way she came she started to run back down the Bridge towards Zap Apple and past Strong Copper. So much for her lead. But she’d never live with herself if something happened to that colt, not when she’s in a blasted ear shot! What WAS he even doing in this race? Where was AJ? And was that… Oh no it was. And she was heading for the pink demoen. She regretted turning around already. But no flip-flopping now! She was going to win this Luna blasted race AND keep that blasted Colt safe! She had to do it, AJ will turn her into a dam rug if she didn't!
  7. 5 points
    Bridge "I'm a big pony!" Zap stated it as if he was having an argument. He dare not let another older pony tell him he wasn't old enough to participate, even though it would have come from the best Auntie in the world. Zap may not have fully understood Apple Bloom's lived experiences dealing with an older sister who did everything more amazing than her. His only perspective gave him a few glimmers of opportunity, and foolish or not, Zap decided that this dusted path that weaved through many forests for the next several miles was one offered to him. Zap couldn't lie though, having his Auntie with him did make him feel better, and if the pack of ponies got away from him, he would at least not accidentally take a different unused path and get lost. When the road ahead forked, Zap could only see the kinds of ponies that took them. To the higher road, he saw ponies who looked normal and flirtatious. Going towards the brook's bridge, he saw ponies that looked like they normally wore armor. There was no doubt which direction he would choose. He was not a wimp, he was an apple. And maybe not now, but eventually he would prove to be one of the toughest ponies ever. Why wait for an opportunity to prove that, when it seems a moment has come to illustrate that to the world? He scampered towards the bridge and noticed immediately the depth that the bridge upheld. It wasn't that significant for Zap, who had been to cloud tops with his pegasus mother before. In fact it was pretty serine. The calm water underneath the bridge made him feel more calm about participating.
  8. 5 points
    High Path Berry Punch might not have been anywhere near the lead, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel as if she were winning. She was primely placed between fine, athletic ponies, having an endorphin boosting run through scenic woods, and to add marshmallow to massage, all her flirtations were being returned! She wouldn't say no to anypony spending a nice evening with her after all was said and done. Heck, she had barely even winked at the unicorn zooming by, and she'd offered to drop by as well! Now wasn't that a fine thing? "Look forward to it! Drinks'll be on the house!" She called out, grinning. Yup, tonight would be a real thirst-quenching evening, that was for sure, but first she had to build up that thirst by knocking off those leaves. And, frankly, her idea of a refreshing drink was not river water straight from the source. She'd run this route before, and had wound up taking a dunk the last time she trusted that treacherous bridge! Nope, clearly the wisest choice was the surest route. Besides, those two overachievers in the front would take care of all the leaves down that way anyway. And as a bonus, that handsome earth pony stallion was with her too! As if she needed further confirmation that she was making the right choice. "Heh, had to figure that Blueblood chose his guards for brains as well as looks. You're looking better all the time, gotta say." She gave an affirming wink to Tiger Blood as she kept pace with the Hesperidian.
  9. 5 points
    He had totally forgotten about the race today. Once he finished the little chores around the farm, he heard horns and commotion down the road near the starting line for the annual Ponyville Running of the Leaves. Once he zipped there, he pushed through the crowds of ponies to see the beginning, and noticed it hadn't started yet. For what seemed like his whole life (forever), he had heard about the legends of his mothers' accomplishments. Rainbow Dash's Wonderbolt legacy, Applejack's rodeo trophies. Speed records, endurance championships, title holders. It wasn't just one of them that were esteemed, the both were! Zap was constantly reminded of how amazing his parents were and are. And though he had forgotten the race was due to start today, he had never forgotten the stories his mother told him about the times she lost with Rainbow Dash, the times she almost won, and the time when she won it all. A true heart-stopper of a journey in a pony's athleticism, and it was his own mother! While these thoughts of success running in the family filled his head, he caught eye of his Auntie Apple Bloom at the start line. He could just make her out, even though she was hard to find among the taller ponies around her. Zap would jump and flutter in place to get a good look. But right as the whistle blew for the start of the race, Zap had made a conscious decision in his mind, one he felt he couldn't possibly regret. He wanted to compete. He wanted a piece of the glory. He spilled out of the group of spectators and could be seen running in the wake of the ponies across the start line. He couldn't see the path, only the dust that picked up from the hooves ahead of him. He hoped to at least catch up with his Auntie. He wouldn't even try to use his wings. Even if he could use them for a quick burst of speed, he knew from all of Rainbow Dash's stories about herself that for the leaf running, wings were banned for pegasi to use, and if Applejack caught him cheating, he might never live to eat another apple again.
  10. 5 points
    Berry Punch Ah, the Running of the Leaves! Berry had always made a point of participating in this event ever since she moved hear from Canterlot, though the means of doing so alternated between actually running and providing refreshments to those who did each year. Though this year threw off her normal pattern, as she had run last year and had planned to set up a drinks stall next to Bon-Bon's candy vendor in the stands, while making sure her signature juices were available at the stations between each leg of the race. However... this year, it wasn't just about bringing down the leaves for her, or getting more bits for her business; this year her reasons were personal. The recent wedding between Rainbow Dash and Applejack had made going home a single mother harder than it had been in a while. She had been frankly envious of the two mares, raising a family together like that. She didn't regret her life choices, in so far as they gave her a wonderful daughter and a good home among good ponies in this town, but she felt that being alone meant she had messed up somewhere. What better place to rectify that than where those two lovebirds had first had their friendship raise the sparks of something more? And if she was recalling her regular readings of Dear Cady correctly, they weren't the only ones, as a reporter from out of town had found a special somepony at this event, hadn't they? (Of course, she hadn't recalled what happened to the poor fellow afterwards...) With all that in mind, she was doing her pre-race stretches with an eye to see the contestants... and to be seen by them, if the angles she was showing off to her immediate neighbors were anything to go by. It might be pushing it a little, but hey, she had plausible deniability, and felt that she needed to use what she had while she still had it. She certainly didn't expect to take home any athletic prizes today, especially not with mares like Tempest Shadow in the race. I mean, wow, that pony was ripped! She didn't expect to get anything more than a rear view of her even if she could keep up, which was not so bad, but if she was reading the looks Glitter Drops was giving her, that mare was as good as taken, even if Temy herself didn't quite know it yet. Oh well... There were a couple of cute stallions, though. There was that mayoral canditate, the monster catching Copper, along with a Threstral (aerion? Batpony? Which was the correct name this year?), probably for Twilight's guard. Any further speculation, however, was interrupted by the sound of the whistle. She took off, not aiming to do more than keep up with the pack at this point. After all, ambitions of the heart aside, the whole point of today was shaking down leaves, and that was best done together!
  11. 4 points
    Welcome to the Official 2020 Running of the Leaves signups, standings and OOC discussion thread. The start date is November 6th; the end date is November 29th. - The Running of the Leaves is a race that spans through the Whitetail woods. We will have a special thread for every three days of the race- each of these three days represent a different stage of the race through Whitetail woods. - Everypony on the forum can race with one WoE RP approved character. - Each post during a stage is worth one point. - We will also evaluate the quality of each post per section of the race, awarding a player between 0-3 points for the stage as an RP bonus. - Additionally, I will be rolling a D6 and adding that many points to your score. This reflects the randomness of such competitions. This system leaves a lot of the race up to random chance (which is much like a real race- you never know the strength of all your competitors!); but everypony will be able to directly affect their chances by how well, and how often, they choose to RP the race. - There are bonuses in five of the seven stages. Sometimes they will be explained thoroughly, while other times you will need to pay attention to the words of the OP and events in the thread itself. Some bonuses are optional while certain threads are littered with bonuses as well as deductions. Bonuses and deductions will be based on what the characters choose to do. Choices can be made, timing can be important. Sometimes it is best to be bold but remember that being bold can have a downside while being safe and secure is no guarantee of victory! Deductions are also possible. - Because of the way this is set up, even if you miss a 'section' of the race, you won't necessarily be out of your chance for 1st place- hang in there and give it your best! If you join late to the race, no problem at all! Just start RPing from the section that everypony is currently on- you never know, luck may just be on your side! - You can sign up and start racing at any time, no matter when as long as the event runs. Summary and Rules - 7 Stages to race in. - One point per post, 1-6 possible die roll, 0-3 for RP quality. 2-3 for deductions and bonuses based on the stage and events. - No double posting. There is also a hidden limit to the amount of points that can be gained by posting to prevent spam. Spam posts will result in deductions. We want you to post, but we want you and your friends to have good, fun posts, not spam. - No flying and no magic! Locations:Stage 1- Ponyville Start Line - November 6th-8thStage 2- Bubbling Brook- November 9th-11thStage 3- Galloping Glade- November 12th-15thStage 4- Rearing Ravine - November 16th-19thStage 5- Roundbottom Hills - November 20th-23rdStage 6- Whitetail Woods - November 24th-26thStage 7- Ponyville Home Stretch - November 27th-29thThe End- Final Standings and Aftermath - November 30th-December 2nd Roster: Tempest Shadow- Dusty Tiger Blood- PyroBlaze Midnight Oil- Skycoaster Strong Copper- Strong Copper Berry Punch- PrinceBlueblood Apple Bloom- SteelEagle Zap Apple- Riverhippo Tongue Twister- NiktoBarada Jade Beaker- Ciraxis Pinkie Pie- Rainbowfoxxy Standings: Strong Copper- 50 (9, 11, 9, 10, 11) Tongue Twister- 48 (6, 9, 9, 12, 12) Berry Punch- 47 (11, 9, 10, 9, 8 ) Tempest Shadow- 47 (9, 10, 10, 8, 10) Pinkie Pie- 44 (0, 11, 9, 12, 12) Jade Breaker- 44 (8, 7, 9, 9, 11) Midnight Oil- 42 (7, 9, 8, 8, 10) Tiger Blood- 40 (7, 8, 8, 9, 8 ) Apple Bloom- 37 (7, 8, 8, 7, 8 ) Zap Apple- 16 (4, 8, 4, 0)
  12. 4 points
    Stage 5- Roundbottom Hills The Running of the Leaves takes in a new route this year, as the leaves on the trees in the hills and in the underground forest in the Roundbottom Range have lacked care for years. This hilly terrain is far from as dangerous as the Ravine, but steep inclines and declines at times going over the hills can tire you out, while the distraction of seeing Baltimare and Canterlot as you turn your head is a real threat! Or maybe you decide to head into the hills themselves, where large underground forests languish in darkness, with only faint rays of light and the few magical lamps set up by race coordinators for coverage of the giant caverns the forest impossibly thrives in. This route is much shorter, but can you navigate the confines and the darkness without issue or will you get lost, slam into trees, or even eaten by a strange creature that you didn't even know was there?! Likely not, but the dark is always terrifying... OOC: Say which path you are taking, over the hills or through them. If you are heading over the hills, one of your posts must involve the steep inclines and declines. Each pony who takes the top route must declare in bold their 'strategy' for dealing with the hilly nature, and the best gains bonus points. If you go through the hills you must contend with the dark and terrifying nature of the location. The pony with the best 'solution' will gain bonus points. As before, state what the strategy is in bold before, during, or after the main body of the post. Whether you gain bonus points or not will depend on how you handle these problems.
  13. 4 points
    Berry Punch When it came to chasing away the ghosties, Berry would take kisses over mere laughter any day. Returning each of the stallion's good-luck gestures on the lips, she felt her heart race once again, pumping blood to her pumping legs, speeding the trio through the darkness and shadows. The mare had little to no experience in such environments, but in the company of two experienced stallions, what did she have to be afraid of, really? No more than shadows, and she needn't pay them any mind, not when there were far more interesting things to either side of her! "Oh, so bat-ponies really grow up in deep, dark woods? I thought that was just a slightly tribablist urban legend. I certainly didn't grow up on a farm, though I'd frankly be happy enough to retire to one. Being an urban wild child ain't all its cracked up to be, I'll tell ya." She laughed, bumping against Midnight and Tiger's sides in turn. However, it wasn't long before she found herself distracted from her distraction. Shadows were to be expected in this place, but what were those lights? Was it the dreaded will-o-the-wisp, out to lead ponies off the path into their marshy doom? The blare of party music dispelled all such frights, and Berry devolved into laughter. "Oh, Pinkie, never change!"
  14. 4 points
    Moonlight nodded. If Rainbow wanted help, Rainbow would get help. That mare looked like she needed refreshments and some calm. Besides, it wasn't like the foal was about to be born or anything. It had been such a long labor that she knew they'd have time. "Sure, I can help ya with that," she said with a smile as she started trotting alongside Rainbow to the delivery room, a glass of water held in her magical grip. As they approached the door, it opened- and a nurse, her mane frayed- looked quickly for Rainbow. "Missus Dash, you're needed. The foal is coming!" She said, taking Rainbow by her foreleg and pulling her in. Moonlight laid the glass of water in one of the nurse's open hooves and trotted back to the waiting room, a smile on her face and giddiness heavy in her step as she tried to hide what she knew. The end of the labor was as loud and intense as any other period, with one final effort from Applejack needed to finally give Ambrosia the light and air of this world, which she used to scream and scream loudly. Applejack had felt it long before she had seen it, but the first thing her bleary eyes saw was a tiny little horn standing proud. The magic that helped two mares conceive could take some twists and turns at times. While much of the process was the same as any other couple, the love they shared an the intimacy of their love helped create fertile aetheric conditions for a magical pregnancy with the aid of a spell. In the overwhelming majority of cases the resulting child was a direct and obvious byproduct of the mares. But like with any other birth, oddities could occur. The Apple family was overwhelmingly represented by Earth ponies, but there were certainly some unicorns in there, even pegasi. Rainbow Dash's family was wholly pegasi, but that wasn't always the case. Deep in their shared bloodlines was a unicorn. When Twilight had first gotten the pair in contact with the right specialist, she had laid it out: There was about an even split of a chance between an Earth Pony and a Pegasus. A unicorn? Possible, the Princess said, but about a one in a hundred chance. So when the bundled evidence of shared love came out with a fire poker on her head, it was unexpected. Unexpected, but not unloved. "It's a filly," the doctor said calmly as the foal was taken into the waiting arms of multiple attendants. Applejack's head hit the pillow in exhaustion, her whole body caked in sweat. She took one deep, ragged breath after another as she looked at Rainbow Dash with the eyes that only a wife could have, soaking in her own heat. "Ahwan...see..." Applejack muttered in her total exhaustion, her yees fluttering to the end of her vision as the doctors cleaned Ambrosia up. She was swaddled and was eventually hoofed on over to Applejack. She was held tight to the mare, who looked her over with a mixture of deep devotion, endless love, and a decreasing level of consciousness. "Rain...she looks...perfect...little..Ahmmb..roo..." Applejack muttered, then whispered, and then finally stopped speaking entirely, and falling unconscious after her long labor. Even when asleep though Ambrosia was held tightly against her mother, as protected and loved as she would ever be.
  15. 4 points
    Princess Bluebelle While Fire's green-coated Beau was still scarce, at least the Princess' accompaniment had decided that it was better late than never. "So it seems that I was, Dunder. Is this normal when one is the mare in a relationship?" She asked, sea-blue eyes dancing with humor. Dunder didn't switch as often as Bluebelle did, partly because of the use of a different and rather less hair-trigger transformation mechanism, and partly because the tan pegasus tended to prefer their mare form much more strongly these days. Still, bless him, Dunder seemed to want to wear a suit and tie today and make a traditional couple out of them. "Oh? I hadn't heard the Twilight Guard dissolved; my Aunties kept both their personal retinues under a separate chain of command. It often helped them in situations where they'd otherwise have to send protocol or regulation breaking orders through the REA. We've found that approach to be wise ourselves, haven't we, Dunder?" She gave him a smile and a wink. The curtsy was appreciated, though she wouldn't have called out the lack thereof here of all place. Why, they'd be stuck admonishing commoners all day, which would be awful when there were much more appropriate uses for one's time, like cake! "Oh, yes, I was. That was back when I was still in the middle of moving in for the Spring Semester; goodness, that was so busy, no wonder it slipped my mind." She started moving towards the refreshment table, lining for cake behind the brides. "I don't think you met my new kitty, though? I'll confess, a great deal of effort was put into making the castle ready for him; Twilight hadn't made any sort of preparations for having a feline guest about the place." She tried as hard as she could to keep a straight face throughout, just in case Fire hadn't heard about Niilavin...
  16. 4 points
    Strong Copper There was a time and place to have a conversation with someone you had just met for the first time... and during an avalanche of stone of all things didn't seem like one of those times at all. In fact, it seemed downright insane! And yet... here he was, about to have a conversation with the pink mare from earlier because as crazy as it might have sounded, ignoring her would have been rude and his mother hadn't raised him that way. "It's been having it's up and downs, but it seems a bit rocky at the moment." He answered, trying to retain a bit of wit despite the circumstances. As much as he wanted to be looking at the mare while talking to her, he felt that keeping an eye out for the path and falling rocks was likely a better use of his immediate attention. "Sorry, but I don't think we've properly met. I'm Strong Copper and-" He didn't bother with a 'look out', instead flat out shoulder checking the pink mare in order to knock the both of them aside in different directions because even as a rather fit and active unicorn, earth ponies were built to be physically stronger. The motive behind the body check quickly reveled itself as a rather jagged looking example of stone slammed point first into the ground, embedding itself into the ground exactly where the pink mare would have been if he hadn't moved to knock her out of its path. "-sorry for that. It's a pleasure to meet you. But is now really the time to chat?"
  17. 4 points
    Ho-Boy. Now the reception had begun. Fire Walker gently wiped away her tears and hoped nopony saw her take place in one of the oldest wedding clichés ever. Now they just needed the over-drunk uncle or somepony to storm in and declare that –they- were truly in love with one of the now married ponies. The officer’s ears perked up as she heard a very familiar voice. “Oh Dunders.”, she quickly scooted over to her special friend and gave him a proper hug. She had not seen her former adventuring partner since a rather odd mishap with a magic mirror in her former place of employment. So much had changed since then. “The Twilight Guard has mostly been dissolved as the good Princess now has an whole country to rule. I’m back with the R.E.A proper.”, her voice dropped down to a whisper, “I also have an upcoming change of my own.”, she patted her stomach. “There’s nothing really there that can be seen, but I’ll be bringing a foal of my own into the world in a little over ten months. And don’t worry.”, she smiled at the stallion, “About the cake. I’m pretty sure I heard there’s a few back-ups in the kitchen in case the usual shenanigans break out. And if a larger crowd turned up.” The good Princess Bluebelle made her way over to the pair. Could she imagine as a child that she would know more than one princess personally? Being the proper sort, she gave the royal pony a proper Canterlot curtsy. "He was supposed to be here already.", she whispered with more than a hint of stress in her tone , "And yes, I believe I was with you shortly after that happened. Was it last year's Hearth's Warming Eve?" Or maybe even the previous? Time was going by so quickly. Ooh! They had that one mare..The cellist that was at every Grand Galloping Gala. She is very good! And along with Countess Coloratura. Fire's little sister Wind was a big fan.
  18. 4 points
    There were three kinds of ponies in Equestria around the time of the Running of the Leaves. The athletes themselves put hoof to ground in an effort to bring down the delightfully colored autumn leaves for the good of Equestria, and they were lauded for it. Who did the aforementioned lauding of the leaves? The second group of ponies, the throng of thrilled spectators that lined the public sections of the course in bleachers as well as the epic amount of festivities that dominated areas around it. They made up the vast majority of ponies who came and nopony would doubt that they did more than line the pockets of local business. Everypony would claim that their cheering helped family, friends, and simple favorites in the race and that even more than those racing, they were the spirit of the Running of the Leaves. An explosion of energy and joy that signaled the end of the sweetest weather and ushered in periods where one stayed inside all the time. It was also nice that they lined the pockets of local businesses. Or politicians. Sometimes the same.In any case, the Stands were for everypony! Bon Bon was pleased at the turnout. Normally she was late getting a good permit and found herself getting stragglers in and out of the largest open area near the start of the race, where the vast majority of the ponies congregated at the start before waiting for the message that they were closing in on the end of the race, when they would all trot on over to the end. It was a good place to be for a businesspony and she finally got the full blast of it! No more stragglers- this year, Bon Bon's Bonbons was open for business in the heart of it all, the Heartland Stands, and she had come prepared for whatever may come. A world of chocolates all around and who could stop her? Nopony! Nopony at all!She had bonbons for DAYS and DAYS in her cart, packed to the brim without a single space that wasn't used for advertisement or display going unstuffed. She had also made sure that they were a fresh batch, taking the day before and after off specifically to focus on the amazing batch of delicious bonbons that had turned out splendidly. She had special advertisements and packaging, hokey little designs that would keep fillies and colts etranched for a second and were themed around the Running of the Leaves. Galloping mares and stallions and leaves- generic but effective. Her prices had more variance- standard bonbon deals were below normal value, but Running of the Leaves themed little bonbon bags were of course of such limited quantity and of such great quality that everypony should buy one. All in all, a good type of day for the third type of pony, the businessmare."Get'm while they're here, Ponyville's very own famous Running of the Leaves bonbon delicacies! Taste the simple country flavor with a bold twist! Bonbons! Bonbons! Get'm while they're hot!" Bon Bon cried out, her very best carnival shystervoice plastered on as best she could.
  19. 4 points
    Applejack's first task was cake. And her first task was sharing the cake with Rainbow Dash, and likely making a mess. She puled her wife- that felt good to say- over to the large chocolate cake that was waiting for her. "Open up yer big mouth, flight girl. Yer stuck with me now," she said as Twilight cut the cake with her magic. The piece was given to her- same with Rainbow. Applejack grew a predator smirk with an arched eyebrow as she went in for the delicious kill. Apple Bloom moved in a little slower, her emotions heavily mixed. Her eyes were wet with tears of joy. Her sister had found her perfect pony forever and the APple family was growing. That was easily one of the best things to have ever happened in Apple Bloom's young life, and she didn't want to think anything else. But she couldn't help herself. She hadn't a role to play in this entire affair. She felt old now. Was she old? Well, she wasn't old enough to experience life just yet. She was happy, she was over the hills with joy, but frustrated. It was weird and selfish and it made her feel all the worse for it as smiled her way into the reception. Moonlight trotted excitedly into the reception, eyes and ear and heart on point. It had been soooooo romantic but this was just the start of it! "Oooh, that was sooooo romantic like oh my Celestia. Makes you think, right? Like, wow I hope my wedding is just as radical! Go get us something to drink, sweetie," she said to her little Remington, happy to have him around. Octavia took her position, having moved quickly from the ceremony staging area to the reception area. She, her quartet, and many of the other musicians were working dual roles today, even though the first part was far less exciting than the second. She set herself up on stage, taking her bow out and giving it a few quick cuts before she nodded to the first entertainer of the evening: Coloratura. Rara herself was dressed down rather than up, knowing that Applejack didn't really appreciate the glitz and glam that came with the Countess. Her playlist was one of a few as other entertainers were bound to perform, but had been carefully chosen for this night. She would ignore the sting in her heart for tonight and perform as best she could. It was the least she could do for the married couple. She returned the nod to one of the musicians who was going to provide the backing instrumentation for her. They had a minute or so before the signal for the first song was due to come in, so she ran over the list in her head and took some deep breaths, prepared as best she could be for the night.
  20. 4 points
    ALL OUT Tempest was unlike most unicorns, so unlike them she may have been the only one to push themself like she did. Her magic was strong but unreliable and for most of her life completely useless. She filled in that gap using her body. Raw strength and endurance took the place of magic and in it she found an outlet. Every morning she runs. Every other day she worked out useing whatever tools she had at hoof. Buckets of water, fallen trees or rocks. Whatever worked. Whatever she had at hoof. She had a body that made even earth ponies blush and feel feeble. And what of her size? She was head and shoulders taller than most and could look the tallest pony in this town in the eyes. It made her wonder if maybe she was never supposed to be a unicorn. She sure wasn't built like one. Yet for all of this… That blasted mare tailing her was still yaping as if going in a full blast gallop was nothing. And that was infuriating. She wanted to slam in to her, knock her down and hammer a hoof in to that face. By all means the mare says. By all means she’d be happy to break that mare's jaw! See how much that mare grins and acts all snippy rolling in the dirt missing teeth. By all means she’d love to show that mare just what she can do. But that’d kick her out of the race… But that did not matter. No what did matter was how Glitter may feel. Fear? Scard? Disappointed? That alone was far worse than being kicked out of the race for beating some mare in to a heap. And for Glitters sake she had to control herself. She had a race to win and she’d do it fair. She can’t let this mare or others get underneath her skin. She was better than that. With new found focuses she pushed herself harder, faster. To gain every last inch of space she can in the race and show that mare what she’s made of!
  21. 4 points
    The forest and the storm gave way to the closest thing to a straight and narrow path that the course would offer. It was said that every year the Running of the Leaves took on a different character but she always felt like it started the same. Why didn't they just build a stone bridge? The rickety one that was put up every year felt like a serious hazard. In any case they had made it over and through and except the stinging sensation in her head that sent shivers down her spine and the water that held fast her pelt, she was good. And so was Zap Apple. Together they were going to kick all sorts of flank, and the flank kicking started here in the open! You bet your flank she was gonna be going all out! "Think you can keep up, Zappy?" She said with a wink before she started to take longer, faster strides. She kept her focus up front and on the path ahead, stealing glances on her nephew as she started to gallop like her life depended on it. She wasn't gonna be as fast as others but with her face so close to the ground- hey facts were facts- and one of them was that ponies had tripped, gotten lost or otherwise made a mess of the simple straightaway before. So as the wind started to whistle past her and her hooves started to look like true blurs, she tried t not lose herself in the sensation of speed that overran her. That lasted about five seconds. "Yeee-hawwww! Here Ah come, everypony!" She yelled as she poured more and more of herself into it. Each gallop that slammed into the ground came with the excitement that was intrinsic in a great pony gallop. It was hard to get a good gallop going in town. Not enough room. Too many buildings, too many ponies. But out here a pony could just be a pony, wild and free, and she took full advantage of that fact as she pushed her body to move as swiftly and capably as it could go.
  22. 4 points
    Tiger smiled a bit at Jade's introduction, though his eyebrow raised as she mentioned big cats and her gaze lingered on him. What, just because of his name? He wasn't entirely sure what that was supposed to mean, but he didn't have long to think about it before Jade boasted about physical capabilities and bounded off again. The earth pony shook his head slightly, chuckling at her seemingly boundless energy so far, but Berry's reaction actually surprised him. Chasing Jade at this point, he could resist, especially with another pretty mare by his side. Chasing Jade and Berry though, with no mares nearby to tempt him into hanging back, that was a different story. He let out a bit of an excited laugh before speeding up as well, chasing down Berry first since he guessed she would be the easier of the two. On the way though, he took the chance to admire the flanks on display, and what flanks they were. He gave a quiet, appreciative whistle to Berry as he came up beside her, giving a wink as he matched her pace again. To be honest, this felt good, running like this through an open area. It reminded him of home, running around Hesperia hunting and training. "Mmm, this feels good. I should come out here more often just to run around, you know? Feel the wind whipping past." He smiled at her, speaking between breaths. All out!
  23. 4 points
    "Now this is more like it!" Pinkie squealed with delight as she bounced into the glade. "It's so sunny here, and warm, and nice!" She wrung out the last bit of damp from her poofy mane and it sprung back it it's puffy place. "This would be a great place for Fluttershy's next birthday!" Bounce, bounce, bounce, down the dirt path leading through the idyllic scene. There were birds, and squirrels, and deer oh my! "Oh my gosh!" Pinkie planted her hooves on the path and started frantically sorting through her mane and then her tail. "Where, where, where? Ah!" She pulled her hoof out of her tail with a certain gator attached at the end. "Hey there Gummy! All the crazy of that stream back there made me totally forget you were along for the ride!" She held the gator out in front of her and grinned. "You're not made at me are you little guy?" The gator was still for a moment and then blinked his purple eyes in succession. "Whew! Thank goodness you're not mad! I don't know what I'd do if my favorite little gator in the whole wide world was upset with me!" Pinkie got up and bounced on. She glanced over her shoulder. "I wonder where Abby and Zappers got to?" The mare slowed her bounce, hoping the two younger ponies would catch up to her. Sure this was supposed to be a race, but that wasn't very fun without your friends by your side! (not gonna go all out)
  24. 4 points
    Roleplay Type: World of Equestria Name: Ambrosia Apple Gender: Female Age: Young Filly Species: Unicorn Eye colour: Green Coat: Peach Mane/Tail: Bright reddish-pink curls, long and cascading Physique: Normal, with the chub that would come as the result of being spoiled balanced out by the exercises demanded by vanity Residence: Sweet Apple Acres Cutie Mark: None yet History: Ambrosia Apple was the second foal born to Rainbow Dash and Applejack, conceived through similarly magical means. Born shortly after their wedding, she emerged with some strong resemblances to her late grandmother, Pear Butter, particularly in the curliness of her mane and the color of her coat. This, combined with the recent emotions surging through her mother due to her recent wedding, rather cemented an overly-indulgent attitude towards her second foal, leading to little Ambrosia being spoiled from the start. Had there been any other pony she could have possibly been parented by, the fact that she had been born a unicorn to an earth pony and pegasus might have raised suspicions. As it was, most folks just chalked it up to ‘Magic. You know?’ Thus, the little filly began to grow up, surrounded by a loving family in a nice town, raised by two parents who seem to think she can do no wrong (rather to the chagrin of other Apple Clan members who deal with rather stricter discipline…) Character Personality: Spoiled Sweet. She knows full well that she can get away with quite a lot, and that almost none of her requests will be denied, but intuits that if she acts too much like a brat, this golden situation will come crashing down around her ears. This has made her quite entitled, but not greedy. Besides that, she’s an ordinary filly to extraordinary parents, well aware that she’s going to grow up to be beauty. Thus, she’s much more of a girly filly than either of her tomboy parents Character Summary: A spoiled sweet Summer Child to the local Apple-Dash
  25. 4 points
    Berry Punch Well, wasn't this turning out to be one of the most fun Running of the Leaves in years! So full of drama, excitement, and... *ahem* great scenery! She was rather relieved to see most ponies, especially the little ones, emerge safely on the other side of the bridge (seriously, why didn't they just put up something in steel and concrete rather than put up a rickety wooden structure every year after the first one breaks? Something to discuss with the mayor-elect ASAP). After having helped Midnight up, they were once again paid a visit by the exotic Wingaporean. Though, Berry had to look askance at her latest attempt to flirt. 'Giver her the sniffles?' Since when was that an attractive metaphor? Must be some cultural thing lost in translation. "Oh, we ain't letting you get away that easy!" She shot back, her enthusaism undimmed by her bafflement. Leading the pack of the two handsome stallions, she scrambled to catch up to the unicorn mare, providing both Midnight and Tiger eager incentive to keep pace, or at least stay within sight range. "Name's Berry Punch." She would say, once she had nearly caught up, which wouldn't be until the forked paths began to join again.
  26. 4 points
    Bridge Just how in the blazed did she not die as a filly? Was she this clueless as well? No way she was. She’d been dead a dozen times over. But here this colt was, looking out at the river about to take a bridge down with some clueless looking on his face. It was innocent how clueless he was about it. Somethin bout that tugged at her heart and made her feel ashamed for even thinking bad of him for being innocent. Not every pony needs to live like she did. “Time to move!” She shouted as coming to a stop next to Zap, leaning her head down to push the colt along. “Look later we got to run! Don’t want to lose, do ya?” She says pushing him along to get the colt moving again. She did not want to grab him but if things got to bad she’d do it, regardless how much he may fuss. A full grown pony falling in to a river is one thing. A colt? Well she’s heard of far less doing them in. And can that pink demon shut up? Why was she like that? Yap-yap-yap like some tiny dog. At least Copper was making himself useful, good on him. She needed to talk to him more and learn what his deal was. Why was he on them posters or whatever it was… when Apple Bloom got closer she waved the filly on… or well, young mare? to keep going. “Keep on running, Bloom! Come on Zap, move that flank, want her beating ya?” She fussed as she did her best to get them all off the bridge before it gave out underneath them. They were so close!
  27. 4 points
    Strong Copper Bridge Strong Copper wasn't sure how families gained 'family mottoes', but as he made his way over the bridge he couldn't help but find the words of a pretty damn good one enter his mind as his hooves echoed against the wood of the bridge: 'Favor the Brave, Punish the Reckless'. Had the right kind of ring to it, but if it turned out to be true only time could tell. While his own steps were with care, Tempest seemed to cast aside all pretense of caution as she yelled at the sky in a tongue he wasn't familiar enough with to understand. Still, while he hadn't been moving anywhere close to top speed due to playing to the conditions, it wasn't that massive a bridge and he was still making good time. It wasn't long before the wooden echo of wood was replaced with the combination of earth thuds, muddy squelches and watery splashes. With the danger of slipping on wood and falling into a stream turned river behind him, he could afford to pick up the pace again... at least he could until he heard "Zap Apple!" called out behind him. Normally, he knew well enough that when you were running, you shouldn't look over your shoulder because... well, that's how you slipped, tripped or ran into a tree but under the circumstances he did risk a glance over his shoulder... and his eyes widened as he witnessed a young colt running towards the bridge with Apple Bloom and a pink pony he must have missed at the starting line in pursuit. Considering he hadn't been going as fast as Tempest, when Strong Copper came to a stop it was a lot more controlled with a lot less skidding, but stop he did. Unlike Tempest who was running back towards the bridge, he had instead elected to stay where he was in order to keep watch. If push came to shove, he could attempt to reach out with his magic and grab the small colt in order to pull him out of harms way, but he wasn't going to jump onto the bridge or into the stream unless things had truly taken a turn for the worst. Was it the smart thing to do? No. He was sacrificing his chance to gain a pretty solid lead in the race against not only Tempest, but also all the other racers... but he wasn't about to gamble a colt's life to win a stupid race. An additional thought went towards trying to protect one of Apple Bloom's relatives in front of her as being rather important, but that was a secondary thought that only came about after instinct had kicked in and declared that letting a small child cross a bridge under dangerous circumstances without supervision was a terrible idea and needed to be fixed.
  28. 4 points
    Bridge! "Weeeeee!" Pinkie bounded up the path. "Hee hee hee!" The pink mare shouted with much unplaced jubilation as she faced the storm like a champ! "This is fun!" She turned to a very determined Tempest that was making her way down the same path, towards a swelling river and torrential storms...possibly. or maybe the weather pegasi would getting managed and it would be all butterflies and rainbows. You know, the lense through which Pinkie almost always saw the world? Yep the rose colored one! Well, unless she needed to get serious. She could do that, if she had to. But hay now, this was a fun race! She was gonna bring the party! "Hey you guys!" She bounced up to Abby and Zapper. "Can't believe you're already grown up enough for Running of the Leaves!" She reached over with her hooves wide to muss up the forelocks of the young mare and colt. "It's gonna be a party out here today!" As they neared the split in the path she went along the way Zap was taking. "Mind if I join you?" She smiled a huge smile and then giggled. "Not to help you or anything, you're grown up now Zap! I'll just bounce right along with you!" Pinkie bounded up ahead, noting the river and it's turmoil. There was the bridge, swaying slightly. It looked survivable enough... for the time being... "Whew! This is gonna be an adventure and a party huh?" Pinkie spoke to nopony in particular as an errant gust of wind puffed her poofy mane out to the side. "Where's Daring Do when you need her?" Pinkie giggle and made her way closer the the bridge...
  29. 4 points
    Rainbow let out a sigh of relief. "Well," she winked at her wife. "That's finally over with!" The pegasus spoke once they had wound their way through some guests, offering polite gestures along the way. Rainbow wished they could just ditch the rest of this thing and spend some time together at the farm house. There was something so comforting and restful about AJ's room there. It was one of her favorite places. All she wanted to do was snuggle up next to her mare. RD glanced at the oh so preggers earth pony walking beside her. She was pretty sure AJ would be into some rest time. Buyout, there was the reception and the guests and the rest of the night to go. She walked on, towards the barn. Bluebells engaged them and Rainbow smiled. "I usually do move faster, I must admit!" RD laughed. "But even a commoner marriage takes some time," She smirked, going along with the royal words spoken by the mare. She was going to say more but a rumble had started in her tummy. "So uh, you remember what we got for refreshments?" She glanced at AJ. "I haven't eaten since like yesterday I think!" Applejack remained silent for a brief moment, allowing herself to lean into her wife. Her wife, her spouse, her legally binding love of her life and all that entailed. She shared some hugs and some words and allowed herself to be the co-center of attention, if only this once, and if only for the most special of occasions for a family mare. As they pulled away from the crowd and the music and the hoopla around the ceremony itself, she breathed a sigh of relief. All of her weight seemed to come back to her, but she was still flying close to the sun on this day. "Ah reckon we should have everything prepared. We have what, three different entrees? How many drinks?" She laughed, nuzzling Dash as she walked hoof in hoof with her. They were heading to the reception area, a different part of the farm, closer to the barn and stretched out with tables and all manner of food, plus a stage for musical performances and a nice open space ahead for dancing. And you best believe there'd be dancing. Rainbow walked on with her hoof around that of her love. She smiled as AJ leaned into her, happy to be able to be there for her for the rest of their lives. She was sure gonna do all she could with Ambrosia's birth! RD had been working hard to show her love by being there when she was wanted or needed or both! Her stomach rumbled as they approached the reception area. The smells of the food were oh so tempting! There was special table set up for herself, AJ and the mares of honor. "Look at that dancing area!" RD smiled. It was done up pretty much how one would imagine for some line dancing! That was fine with the pegasus though she doubted AJ would be up for any dancing. She was pretty darn pregnant after all. RD snatched a daisy sandwich as soon as she sat down and took a few bites. Now that she's said heroes and finished the proceedings without too much trouble she could relax a little. "PAAAAARTY!" Pinkie bounced onto the scene and came to take her seat next to the other side of Rainbow! "I'm so excited for you guys!" The Ponk squealed out with glee! OOC- Post written with Foxxy. THE RECEPTION IS NOW! PARTY HARD!
  30. 4 points
    Berry Punch Oh-ho-ho, so the handsome Earth Pony was a Platinum Guard member from 'down under'? That would explain his exotic flair, despite being an earth pony. Perhaps it was a bit tribalist, but there was nothing to Berry that less implied the exotic than earth ponies, the symbol of the homebody pony. But then again, that might just be because she was one herself. "Well, handsome, if you want to keep the fun going after we finish up today, drop by my shop and bar this evening! I'll prepare something refreshing." Ah, this was good. Between the exercise and flirtation, she was feeling years younger! The other handsome stallion by her seemed to have his attention split, as there had been another, very attractive unicorn mare beside him at the starting line. Berry didn't blame him in the least; she had as much a taste for mares as for stallions, and that Jade was fine! Pity she didn't seem to be keeping up at the moment. "Offer stands for you too, Midnight. Don't want you drying out after your first Run, after all."
  31. 4 points
    Tongue Twister had looked around a bit to familarize herself with the town. She noted a mare selling bon-bons, and made a mental note to buy one or two boxes from her after the race. TT's dad's birthday was coming up in a week, and that stallion does love his sweets ! She swiveled her ears a few times, and smelled the breeze. She looked thoughtful for a moment, but got over it. "Good thing I'm wearing this heavy cape then !" she mused when the race coordinator stated there was some poor weather in Whitetail Woods. She remembered a rather recent and - unpleasant - encounter in Whitetail Woods. She was off into a fast trot once the coordinator blew his whistle. After a few moments, she blinked, and her eyes changed to gold with vertical slit pupils on oily black. She blinked again, and her eyes returned to normal sky blue with round pupils on white.
  32. 4 points
    Apple Bloom made sure to stretch and stretch well, a silken smile full of confidence and excitement solidly plastered on her face. She allowed herself a few fleeting thoughts of Runnings gone past, from when she was a little filly all the way to the last one, when her big sis won. All that triumph and heartbreak and good, honest running had always enamored her. But she had never run herself. She had always watched from the sidelines and cheered on the champion of her whole world as she tried year after year to win. Finally, the paragon of the Apple clan had won the race previous and it was like a barrier had been crossed. It looked like Applejack was about to run herself into the winner's circle a few more times. Then she revealed she didn't plan on running, and Apple Bloom was shocked. Flabbergasted even. Somepony had to run for the Apples, though. Applejack may have decided to take the year off but that didn't mean that the Apples at large were abstaining! Apple Bloom had decided to toss her hat in the ring to uphold the legacy of the Apples at this event and she was sure as shine not gping to let anypony tell her that she didn't have the best chance of anypony to win. How could she not? She had the same blood in her veins as the rest of the Apples and a deep desire to prove herself. Really, really deep. Almost too deep and yawning if she thought about it. Which she did. Often. Almost all the time since Zap Apple was born, her sister got so busy that they hardly had time to get together outside of farm work, and everypony around her started to find something new or different to propel themselves. Not that she was saying that winning this event would really solve any of those problems that she definitely didn't have. She finished her stretching and mosied up to the line. She was confident she would do great. She was fit, she was athletic, and she knew what a good sweat felt like. Plus she was young and spry! Not that the other runners were old fogies or anything of the sort but there was certainly a difference in the energy levels, that much she was sure of. She looked at the other competitors. Berry Punch? Well, color her surprised. She seemed more the type to sell something at the stands than run in the event but the more the merrier, Apple Bloom believed. After all, they had to make sure they got those leaves down, right? Midnight Oil was bound to be good at this. He looked like he was no stranger to hard work. Tiger Blood wasn't somepony that Apple Bloom knew very well but she knew when to expect somepony to live up to their name, and she was sure that he would. Then she heard the whistle and she leapt off the start line like a bat out of Tartarus. It was hard to want to slow down and she knew she would have to pace herself, but for now she allowed herself the freedom to run wild and free. Her smaller stature meant she had to work extra hard to maintain that pace but she knew what her limits were. Believed she did anyway. She knew she had to learn to exceed them if she wanted to win this race. As these thoughts and more ran through her mind as she started the race, Midnight Oil asked a question about where everypony was aloud. Tiger was from Hesperia? Talk about exotic! But as cool as that was, she was sure that nothing compared to her home. "Sweet Apple Acres!" She said with the confidence that seemed to indicate she thought anycreature in the world would know everything that came with that!
  33. 4 points
    The fact that Tempest Shadow took her drink like an earth pony would did not go unnoticed by Berry Punch. She didn't want to show that she noticed; she'd been the recipient of unwanted pity herself one too many times to wish to show it to others, but... well, even in a town like this, one could often get a little frustrated at not having wings or horn to help with all the little tasks of daily life. Shows of solidarity from the other tribes meant a lot to earth ponies; hence traditions like Ponyville's Winter Wrap Up. Her smile might have given her mood away, but she only replied, "Oh, I don't know if I have anything that hard, but I think you'll like the Sangria that I'll bring out for the reception. I'll even put a little clove in yours, just for that extra kick!" She gave a wink to the mare, before the crowd around her booth began to depart for the ceremony. As much as she wanted to watch the wedding with undivided attention, she had to make sure that her booth was properly ready for the influx of guests that would come afterwards. Punchbowls were shifted to the side, making room for more 'grown-up' beverages for the inevitable round of toasts to the brides. All the while, she kept one eye and ear out for the vows and the cheers that followed, though both of hers began to fill with tears. Mostly happy ones for her friends, but... she couldn't deny, some regretful ones for herself as well. It was no secret that she was a single mother to Ruby Pinch, and had to move to Ponyville from Canterlot to give her little daughter the best chance of growing up happy among understanding ponies. And while those in Ponyville were very understanding... she wished many times that she could have provided a second parent to little Ruby when she came into this world, and would still like to. Berry had mostly cleared out those tears by the time of the reception, and managed to smile warmly to all the guests coming to her for a drink. But the smile wouldn't quite reach her eyes...
  34. 3 points
    Strong Copper The forest route was a bit more crowded by ponies then one would have thought. Your standard pony tended to avoid dark, scary places but... considering the collection of ponies that were running in the race, it really should be surprising that the bulk of them were made of sterner stuff. Still, Strong Copper made the decision to continue his trail blazing alone in the dark, not wishing for the company of the herd that had formed to combat the fear of the unknown dark. Copper was quietly glad that he had decided to take a somewhat slower but more consistant pace throughout the race so far, alongside that rather pleasant trot past the wildlife before rocks started falling from the sky. A part of him was curious where Pinkie, Apple Bloom and Zap (he remembered that was the name that had been shouted in relation to the colt) had disappeared to through, but looking back while his eyes had only just started to properly adjust to the dark would have been pointless.
  35. 3 points
    Midnight Oil As Midnight left their hiding spot, his first thought was the care of the Apple Filly....whom was now gone. He sighed heavily. “From what I saw from her sister during my visit to their farm for Cider...Stubborn is putting it mildly.” Looking to ‘Jade’ he would smirk. “Midnight is my given name, though I don’t mind what you call me,” he said with a wink. “And after the race, their may be more then.....” he blushed after he realized what he was about to say, but quickly recovered. “Um...here’s for luck,” as he gave both Berry Punch and his flirty new doctor friend another kiss. Reaching the fork, the bat pony would notice that Tiger had caught back up to them. “I say forest as well,” he said looking down the shadowy path. “If Apple Bloom, I think her name was, was stubborn enough to race through an avalanche of stone, I’m sure she’ll try to prove her braveness.” Looking to Tiger, he would chuckle. “This is the environment I was raised in. Follow me,” as he trotted off into the woods. His pupils would narrow, and his ears twitch with every unexpected sound. “You know, I grew up in a wood like this,” as he tried to keep everypony’s mind off what might be lurking.. Into the Woods
  36. 3 points
    Through the hills Tempest was getting… Tired. This race was maybe just a hint longer than she thinked it was going to be. Maybe she needed to read better… Not her fault she was self trained and can’t read big words. OK maybe just did not read much about this at all. But between all the running, dodging falling rocks and other mess she was feeling it. She really was not in the same shape she was three or four years ago. So seeing all the sharp hills and their strong inclines put her down even more. Her legs were sore all ready! She was not about to run up and down hills now. So around them she’d go sticking to the shady dark valleys. She used to be scared of the dark. When she was younger and alone in the world, exploring without a clue. Slowing to a speedy trot she followed the old trails and let her mind wander to a place long ago. A filly lost in the wods, scared and alone. Wanting to go home. Sleep in her own bed. Wash in a warm bath. Fresh food on a table. Yet she was to far away with no map or hope of remembering the way back. How long was she lost in woods like this? She did not know in truth. It felt like a lifetime for her back then and even now she is unsure of how many days or weeks it was. It was just by luck she got out before winter came. Stopping she took in the trail, the darkness. The forest was thick and old. Untouched save for a few magical lamps. Walking over to one she inspected it, then ripped it out of the tree it was nailed into after some pulling. Being strong as an earth pony had some upsides when you can’t use magic! Holding it by her muzzle she pushed onwards keeping to her speedy trot to allow herself some rest. She hasn't seen others yet, hopefully they were ok from rockslide… This trail was nice. She’d have to come back later when she was not racing. Maybe take Glitters for a more peaceful walk? Old woods like this were peaceful places. To think she used to fear them and was funny in a way. Now it just felt like an old home. Safe and peaceful from the rush of towns and cities… And in a way from the rush of the race. A much needed moment to take a breath and relax.
  37. 3 points
    "Oh, crabapples!" Dunder crested over the hill to the venue: Sweet Apple Acres. The venue hosting the wedding, which the sudden cheering let him know he was woefully late. "Darnit! I guess Bluey was right." There simply wasn't enough time to get his red suit dry cleaned. And stopping for an appetizer of a double-hayburger combo didn't help his punctuality either. Fortunately for him, the crowd was breaking from their seats and forming an amorphous crowd, providing the perfect opportunity to slip in. He descended low and landed, transitioning his flight momentum to a casual trot and whistled innocently while joining the crowd. "Seamless." He complimented himself while running a wing through his fluffy, fuzzy mane to flatten and straighten it out from the frazzling done by flight. He scanned the crowd for red, red of the dress that matched his suit. A dress worm by a white unicorn mare. At least, she should be a mare. His almond-shaped eyes opened as much as they could and his muzzle cracked into a grin as he spotted not only the red dress, but a red mare. He quickly trotted up. "Fire! Bluey!" He approached from behind the crimson mare, then pulled her into a tight hug with a wing and foreleg both. He pulled her head in close and nuzzled her neck as hard as his embrace was tight. "It's great to see you here! Unexpected, but welcome. Well..." He trailed off, still hugging her, getting lost in all the words he had to say, "I guess it makes sense, with you being Twilight's new guard and all. And with her officiating the wedding. At least, that's what Bluebelle told me." He explained, his foreleg moving down and off of her, and his wing letting her go as he looked to Bluebelle, "And I guess you were right!" He grinned apologetically to the mare, "No need to remind me. Now or later. Oh!" His ears perked up and he lifted himself, rearing up to peek before slamming back down. "They're cutting the cake! We should go before everypony else steals all the good slices." He rubbed his hooves together excited, "And we can get carbed up for the 'good stuff.'" The good stuff. The bubbly cider, and other fun drinks made with or without apples. Of course, he didn't notice the stained cheeks of Fire, or any concern on Bluebelle's face. As they would both know, something that he'd miss anyway even without all the extra stimulation grabbing his attention.
  38. 3 points
    Zap had slowed his pace to the rhythm of everypony's attention towards helping those across the bridge, which was now in a thousand pieces downstream. It took him a minute to soak in the idea that it was the same slabs of wood he ran across. His mothers would be so mad at him for being here. Supposedly, Applejack was preparing for the ceremony after the race. What what the face of his mother look like if she saw him cross that finish line coming out of the tree line. Better yet, what would her reaction be if crossed that finish line first? As the daydreams conflicted Zap, he followed all of the bigger ponies up the trail to a break in the woods, where wide open fields could be seen. Zap remembers this place, it was one of the family's favorite camping spots. The flatter paths encouraged the stronger ponies to gallop faster, and they began pulling away from him. Even his auntie, who had a bigger stride than him, was trying to close the gap in on the soldier ponies. As the path joined with the path from higher ground, he saw more ponies to compete with, including a bat pony, who would have looked a little scary had he not been full blush. It became obvious that the older ponies had a bigger stride than him. All he could do is move his little legs as rapidly as he could. Fortunately for him, Zap seemed to never run out of energy. So instead of slowing down from feeling defeated, he decided to keep to his own pace and try and take in the wonderful nature surrounding the running of the leaves.
  39. 3 points
    Berry Punch Aw, the fluffy bat-stallion wasn't going to be keeping pace with the front runners! Berry couldn't help but wonder if she ought to have called him out along with Tiger Blood, but in the end, every racer's decision was their own, regardless of the incentives provided by either the organizers or fellow-contestants. *Let's not forget the view from behind is so fine he might not want to miss it! Your fault for looking too good, girl.* Self-flattering thoughts aside, she found it exhilarating to just run flat out, regardless of company. Legs were built to work, and it had been a while since she had really pushed hers like this. There was a bit of a burn there, but it was still the pleasant burden of strengthening muscles, not the sharp bite of an impending strain. It did rather limit her ability to interact with her fellow racers; she was by no means in the kind of shape that could run flat out and talk at the same time. Not that even fitter ponies indulged in such multi-tasking, if Tempest was any indication. They hadn't been close enough to talk all race, and now that they were for this brief and isolated time, Berry was in no position to and Tempest had no desire. Such a pity. Even at her pace, she still was in the wake of Jade and Tempest, but Tiger was keeping pace with his fellow Earth Pony for now. She could only smile and nod, hoping the stallion would understand her less-than-vocal state in this part of the race.
  40. 3 points
    Tongue Twister trotted along at her moderate pace as she watched the other racers that took the long path filter in. The aerion Midnight Oil. Berry Punch. A unicorn mare that gave her the creeps for some reason - like the dying echoes of a near forgotten nightmare. The unicorn mare took off at full speed, and Berry Punch did as well. She noted a pale yellow/orange unicorn stallion ahead. "Ah ! That's the unicorn at the bridge that helped those two youngsters. Looks like he's trying the slow and steady routine too." She noticed his Cutie Mark - a magnifying lens over an unusual animal print. And quite a few scars. "A few of those cryptozoological mysteries get a bit testy upon being discovered ?" she simply had to ask him. Not going all-out.
  41. 3 points
    Strong Copper The moment that Copper left the coverage of the storm, the difference was quite literally that of night and day. There was sun, the only water to be found was the droplets of rain and sweat that were being flicked off of his body as he galloped forwards. At first he had to take some degree of care to make sure he didn't slip on his own water and mud covered hooves, but each step resulted in more of both being left behind on the track as the sun dried his coat and he was finally able to start moving at a reasonable pace once more. He could have gone all out and just galloped like the wind itself. If there was ever a place to have done so, the conditions were ideal but... it was simply too soon in the race for him to justify such a thing. Such, he felt like he had a leading position (through with Tempest on his hooves that lead wasn't by much), but going all out seemed like it was a short term gain that wouldn't pan out in the long run (pun intended). So instead he moved at a much more conservative pace, enjoying the warmth and the sun after the downpour of rain while briefly observing the local animals as he went past, through made sure his glances were only brief to avoid something silly like missing the path and running headfirst into a tree.
  42. 3 points
    Tiger's words hit their mark as Berry helped Midnight up. He would sigh heavily as mud ran from his face. "Thanks Berry Punch...," he said shaking his head. Taking a deep breath, he would look down at the ground in self shame. "I..it's just..." he would mutter as the mare that was causing all his problems approached to offer her own help it seemed. Jade drying him off made him feel like a little colt. This time he blushed in shame. His eyes narrowed as he gave Jade an angry glare. "Thank you Miss," He said with a bit of venom in his voice. "I can take care of myself just fine you know..." Pride was now taking over his thinking. What would he fellow guards think? He'd never be able to live this down if he didn't at least come in toward the top of the pack. He simply would just shake his head as she darted off...and quite quickly at that. With a few deep breaths, the bat pony's hooves began to dig into the mud with each step, quicker and quicker as he began to gain speed. He just had to catch up. Now running at a full gallop, he would wink at Berry and Tiger. "Thanks for the words of inspiration," he said with a newfound smile. Jumping the gap, he landed on the other side, only slightly slowing down to conserve energy. He kept his eyes on the trail in front of him, only looking away to see the bright colored leaves floating down from their branches and landing on the wet trail. Looking up, he would catch a glimpse of that mare once more. He would keep his distance and his mind began to make a crude calculation, and one that's numbers did not add up. "She's toying with me..." he grumbled. Was that her plan to win the race? Or did his guard 'buddies' put her up to it? Needless to say, Midnight was running fueled by Areion pride now...
  43. 3 points
    Bridge "Wow. A lot of ponies chose the bridge ..." TT noted to herself as she trotted along, "Quite the crowd here ! And - ARE THOSE FOALS ?! How did that colt get ahead of us ?" "You must be more pathetic at running than we first surmised." the Abomination offered. TT internally glared at the collection of dark magic inhabiting her head. The bridge was becoming more unstable by the moment - a unicorn stallion announced that they shouldn't stay here. Once the colt was safely one the other side, he took off down the path. Soon followed by Tempest and the rest of the crowd. "Perhaps we should take the other route." Abomination stated, "I see no point in risking our lives for this, and since you don't care about winning, what's being a few minutes behind the others that already took the long way matter ?" "I chose to go this way. So this way we shall go." TT replied as she took a few deep breaths to focus on a technique she learned, completely shutting out the outside world. She then strolled towards the bridge, one hoof perfectly placed in front of the other in a precise straight line. Oddly, when she strolled onto the bridge, there was no sound of her hoofsteps. Or the boards groaning from her weight. She stayed near a wall as she walked forward, since that is where the strongest support beams were. If the bridge were unmaintained for decades, the outside spans would be the only parts left. "The Leaf Drifts Upon the Wind ? Where did you learn this technique ? " "I spent a few years in Neighpal. Trying to get what was left of my mind back together. Picked up a few things." "I thought you were too straight-laced to cheat !" the Abomination chided, "The rules specifically stated 'no flying' and 'no magic' !" "This is a mental discipline. Not magic. And thanks to Hou's corruption, I certainly cannot fly !" After a few moments of focused walking, she reached the other side of the bridge. Bridge crossed.
  44. 3 points
    This was not typically the kind of event he attended, but this year promised to be quite interesting. There was that unicorn that used to work for the Storm King, an element bearer, two closely related family members of another, and to top it all off Hou was in the thick of it. He had arrived a bit too late to register for the race itself, but that was alright, observing from afar was just as good for now. Dox, currently disguised as a nondescript unicorn, sat in the stands with a live view of the race. Like a scrying spell, displayed through a sheet of water hovering in front of his face. He was currently locked on to Hou, or Jade as she was calling herself, partially because she was the easiest to track and partially because he wanted to know what she was up to. Maybe they could share, if she was looking for a meal. He didn’t need a soul in his victims to drain them, after all.
  45. 3 points
    Strong Copper There were at least three mares watching out for the young Colt who had... decided to linger on the bridge in order to see the sights. According to the math within Strong Copper's head, he could easily turn around and resume the race guilt free because it wasn't like the boy was in any real danger that his trio of guardians couldn't handle! ... And yet, he remained where he was standing, horn at the ready to light up in order to do something to try and salvage the situation if things went pear shaped. Because as much as his mind told him that everything would be alright if he left, something deep within his soul refused to acknowledge such an argument and told his brain to be quiet and sit in the corner. Much like how pegusi weren't allowed to fly as part of the race (also because it would defeat the whole point of shaking the leaves free if they did), Copper understood that a unicorn wasn't allowed to use magic to give themselves any kind of advantage. He was perfectly fine with adhering to those rules as well but... He didn't quite recall what the rules were when it came to using magic to stop a fellow competitor (or possibly yourself) from being washed away by a raging river. Even if it was against the rules... Copper was fully prepared to break them for his own peace of mind when he witnessed the pink... bouncing mare get caught in a strong gust of wind that threatened to throw her over the side of the bridge. Without thinking (or waiting to see if she caught herself on the rope), his horn lit up with a copper orange glow as he tried to... well, not pick up the pink earth pony, but at least put up enough of a magical barrier that she would come to a complete stop on the bridge rather then falling off it. "Alright everypony, the bridge is closing soon. You don't have to go home but you can't stay here!" He called out, hoping to stress the situation to those who might not have noticed it... and hopefully stir the colt to keep moving.
  46. 3 points
    High path Tiger couldn’t help but smile at Berry’s offer, one he would have to take her up on later. “I’ll definitely be paying your place a visit then.” He responded, though some weird stuff prevented him from saying any more. Namely, that other mare from the start line catching up to them in no time at all and immediately laying it on thick with flirting at Midnight. Well, at least she looked good, but something seemed off about her. Something almost predatory. The rain brought him out of his contemplation however, and his gaze moved forward to take in the path ahead. It seemed there was a split to decide on, the risky bridge or the slower path. A tough choice, all in all, as both paths had pros and cons. He made his decision just as he reached the split and started up the safer path. There was plenty of time to catch up, he didn’t need to risk disaster here. Plus, he was still enjoying the company, or at least most of it, so he didn’t feel the need to split off yet.
  47. 3 points
    Apple Bloom was certain to be one of the best pure ponies in terms of stamina in this race but she'd admit readily to being outclassed in actual athleticism. Guardponies and combat mares alike were throwing their lot in this time and she wasn't arrogant enough to believe that her own muscles contained more juice than they. All she could rely on was a hope that they didn't know her well enough to know she wasn't the best damn Apple to run this race! Well, this year at least. And when you considered the winning pedigree of that claim she had all the faith in the world in her abilities to outrun and outlast the whole field. Ha! Then she saw the pedigree got mixed when her nephew was in the running. She almost tripped over a non-existent rock which would have meant she would plant on her all-too-real face in front of this all-too-real competition, but pardon her for double-taking. She didn't know they allowed small ponies to run in this race! She was always told they weren't allowed. Did Applejack lie? Nah, that couldn't be. Did the rules change? Nopony told her they had! In any case, her trot slowed. She couldn't see the changing pupils of one competitor or the flirtatious banter of another because her aunt-y instincts took over and she had to make sure that he was safe. And sane. Mostly safe though, since sanity was reserved for those with the sense to know better than to be as bold as Zap Apple was. "Zap!" She said as she sidled up next to him. It was easy enough to match his stride, but her worried heart leaked in a little bit through her face, even as she tried to remain upbeat. "Y'all know this race is real tough, right? Ah don't want you to get hurt or nothin'," Apple Bloom said as she weighed the risks of trying to hug while running and deciding it was pretty stupid to try. For now.
  48. 3 points
    Berry Punch As Berry Punch settled into her place in the middle of the pack, she found herself between two of the newcomer stallions, which was not a bad thing at all in her opinion! Forging a connection to either or both of them to her was much more important than any silly race trophy. Plus, keeping this sort of pace actually allowed her enough energy and air to converse with her fellow runners, making for a much more enjoyable evening all around! "Well, I was born in Canterlot, but I've called Ponyville home for years, now." She grinned and winked at the blushing Midnight. Oh, she had noticed him staring, alright, but she hardly minded! "Lotta big strong guards been coming into town, recently. Having so many royals set up shop here must have something to do with that, not that I'm complaining in the least." She gave a wink at Tiger Blood too, in the interests of fairness. Of course, more obvious flirtations were somewhat stifled by the presence of one she considered more a peer of her daughter than herself. The fact that Apple Bloom was now more of a young mare than a filly was one of those things that made her feel far too old to want to dwell upon. "This y'all's first Running of the leaves, isn't it?" She asked, knowing full well that it was, at least as far as racing was concerned. "Most folks don't run for the prize like those two up ahead. Wasn't much point, honestly, when both Applejack and Rainbow Dash were in the running. 'Cept for that year they made each other come in last, of course!"
  49. 3 points
    Midnight fiddled with his number as he nervously awaited the call to the starting line. The aerion had been egged on by a few of his fellow guards to compete in this years running. He could see a few of his fellow guards in the stands snickering while another brought popcorn. Perhaps they though that it would be funny because of him being more of a book worm, or perhaps it was because of his more agile stature. None the less, he saw this as a chance to represent all aerions in the guard, as well as on a personal level, test his endurance. Stepping up to the starting line, Midnight would look over the others participating as well. There where plenty of new faces to him. He recognized Tempest of course from events that had happened in the past; She was much more forbidding upon seeing her in person. Most of the others appeared to be Ponyville locals, though he assumed that there may have been a few others that traveled here, same as him. Closing his eyes, he would take a few deep breaths and stretch. It was going to take focus of the mind and body to complete this grueling course. Opening his purple eyes he would be greeted by the site of a rather limber mare doing her stretches as well. He could not help but stare. He had to admit she was quite flexible. His gaze would be interrupted however as the whistle blew and the race began. It would take a split second for him to realize what was going on, though soon he would be off with the pack. This was a race of endurance, not speed. "So, where is everypony from," he said with a smile, as he trotted along the course, looking over the other competitors. He would blush for a moment when looked to see Berry. Hopefully she didn't see him staring at her at the starting line....
  50. 3 points
    Discord would sputter at a certain noblepony's accusations. "I was merely lending a helpful paw. Garlic infused drinks were quite popular in Marecedonia you know!" He would snub his muzzle and land down on all fours, his levitation as erratic as his sense of style. Discord would smugly thrust his muzzle into the air. "Besides, they weren't even peeled." So the garlic cloves would hardly infect the punch more so than a fancy decoration would. He was not wont incite the wasting of food, unless it was a food war. Than, of course, that was entirely the point, wasn't it? "I think you've been hanging around the Apples a bit too much." Said the pony who spent every weekend with one. The draconequus' floppy ears would prick up at the sound of his names on the wind, and a gentle wind it was. Allowing his eyes to roll to the back of his head, in a literal sense, they shifted eyes would blink and look around the pony filled crowd. A large exclamation point appeared in mid air, before falling into the ground like a stone, mostly because it was carved from stone. The thump was so strong it lurched the chimeric demi god into the air, rump first, before he floated over toward the familiar mare. "I must say you look quite adorable~!" he reached his lion's paw up to pet the mare's pink mane. "Oh, it's' starting! Let's get a good seat!" Of course the draconequues presented himself with the best seat in the house: a raised platform perched on precarious stilts, much like one would find in the opera house. He would sit Fluttershy beside him, were she not to buggered by the height, and rest opera glasses over his muzzle, holding onto the spindly shaft so the mini-binocualrs rest perfectly over his snout. After watching the proceedings he would take a large napkin, which happened to be Squall's tablecloth, or cape or something, and sneeze into it, dabbing his eyes gently. "Oh how sad -- " Though why had he felt sad. "Can you even imagine being attached to a single pony all your life? They'll argue about what movie to go see, and not decide, or never decide who has to foalsit before it's too late. They'll be stuck with chores for the rest of their lives -- though Applejack has a headstart on that!" He mused before reappearing with the yellow pony on the ground. Discord was not quite given to the concept of romance, just yet. He was on the path though as his curiosity did compel him to arrive. "Oh do we open the gifts with the brides yet? I do hope they like mine!" He was tickled but he always was when he got to give his friends gifts, especailyl very Discordian like gifts.
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