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    ·.·• Neon Pop •·.·

    "I tell ya, its delicious!" Neon said with a smile as wide as possible. She herself decided on the matter of food and put her menu down, only to use her magic and move the towels on her to dry herself off. Course, in the process she was making her hair frizzy, but knowing Neon, she really didn't care. "So, your dad! He works for the Princess? That's awfully sweet! Has he met her or does he not work that close to her?" She asked, curious since she had yet had the Princess come to one of her concerts, and frankly would love it if she was able to perform for her. Though she glanced back over to Jebediah and Honeycomb to see if she was done taking his order, and when she realized she was going over the items with him, her attention was back on Kite, and before the pegasus knew it, her towels had begun to dry her off as well, with the help of Neon's bright pink magic.

    Honeycomb however, fidgeted a bit on the spot, she could tell the stallion was a bit on edge about her food, and her ears lowered just a tiny bit. "W-well, um... the Black and Blue Honey Mix is actually a mixture of blueberries, blackberries, cranberries, nuts, oats and glazed in honey.... but if... um you want, you could... uhh... you know.... order... something else...?" It was quite obvious she was now rather shy. Though she loved her customers and loved her business, selling to ponies she knew were slightly hesitant on her food, only made her stumble and stutter over her words like a foal.

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •·.·

    Neon blinked several times as she listened to Dubstep ramble on and on. Sure he was making sence, but he seemed to be nervous? No... he was like this even when they collaborated those few songs together. Either way, it was charming, and still she smiled sweetly at him, letting him know quietly she was listening. She pressed the side of her hoof against her other long leg and rubbed slightly, a nervous twitch from her as well. Subtle though, which was the good part about it. Neon's orange eyes moved to the tent as he spoke, and soon widened as he made it well clear it was his home! No, no, no! Thats just terrible! A great DJ like him didn't need to be sleeping in a tent! At least a nice comfortable bed! For some reason, Neon Pop felt like she had to remedy this, but bringing it up might have pressed a button, so waiting on mentioning moving...? Well, she'd save that for later!

    Neon took a few steps away and peered inside, looking around, a mess? So what? Her home wasn't exactly clean all the time either. In fact, Alejandro would often make it clear when he got sick of the mess, usually by slapping his large tail on her mess of lyrics she'd wrote on papers. "Dubstep, its charming!" Well she wasn't going to LIE! After all, even if she lived in a large home, three storys with her own recording studio, and a large pool, her 'instrument room'... and large shimmering glass front doors, a small and quiet place was welcoming at times.

    Neon pulled her head out and looked to her friend, and yet she'd love to sit in there with him, she rather walk around and get to know the stallion, now that they were really alone. "Not that I have anything against laying or sitting on the ground~" She teased him a bit for his words and assumptions, bumping her shoulder against his playfully, "I think I could go for a brisk walk along this river! Its a great day out, and I haven't had time to enjoy a day like this in weeks! Would you mind joining me?"

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •·.·

    There was a moment that Neon raised her brow and lifted her head high enough that it made her stick her chest out. 'His place'? Surely he didn't live out here...? Her ears lowered against her head only for a moment before she beamed her smile up at him. "I... I was just trying to take a break from everything." She said honestly as she stepped out from behind the tent, adverting her eyes to other places around Dubstep. "I was actually laying over there when I heard you playing your guitar. I didn't know you played anything but the turntable!" She giggled and now placed her eyes upon him.

    "I hope I'm not interrupting? If I am, I can just go back that a-way." She didn't want to intrude too much on what he was doing, besides, if he was out here camping to relax, then maybe it was best to ask if she was bothering him. After all , Neon was not about to believe that he lived out here in a tent!

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •·.·

    Comfort, quiet, a cool breeze brushing over her as the grass made a perfect bed for her. Neon rolled onto her side and laid her head upon her front legs, closing those large orange eyes of hers and sighing. The sunlight felt so good on her pelt, like it could give her whole new and boundless energy. This was the day she missed, just time to herself and away from everything. Such a moment let her mind finally collect itself, to think on what it wanted it to, instead of what she NEEDED to. With flashes of the past weeks rapidly shooting through her mind, such images stopped on that bright yellow pony, which she only got to meet for a short moment.

    Neon hear of him, his music, they even did a few songs together per their managers arrangement, but so little time to get to know one another when music and lyrics were all you could worry about. Either way, Neon blushed every time she thought of him, so that had to mean something right? After all, he was a talented stallion, she loved his music, and would love to see him in show. "Oh I'm being silly..." She said to herself as she placed her hoof to her muzzle and shook her head. It was almost embarassing. She hardly knew the pony!

    Though soon her ears perked, and eye shot open as she lifted her head from the grass. Music? Out here? Interesting indeed, but what was more interesting, was the voice that followed. "Dubstep? No... couldn't be..." With that, Neon Pop got to her long legs and shook a bit, trotting quietly as she follwed the sound of the music. It was just past a few trees, but soon Neon found herself facing the back of a tent, and curious as it was to see it out here, Dubstep sitting there playing his gutiar was more so curious! She stopped just around the corner of the tent, watching him as he played, eyes wide and baffled. Maybe he was just camping? After all, everypony deserved a break.

    There was a small clearing of her throat, just enough to get his attention, and she stepped one hoof forward, though still mostly hiding behind his tent. "Dub...?" She asked sweetly and softly.

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •·.·

    After a long while since the Grand Galoping Gala, there was one thing that Neon couldn't shake from her mind. Well, somepony to be exact. Dubstep was there, and though she saw and spoke with him, their time was brief, and ponirazzi seemed to swarm her and just about ruined her night. Already she was tired and it didn't take her long to just get up and leave without giving him an idea where she went off to. She felt bad, that was for sure, not just for leaving but missing out on a good chance to really get to know the stallion. Since the Gala, Neon found herself busy with her work, writing and composing songs, recording, getting little to no sleep, making interviews, getting her face plastered on Pony Weekly, tabloids that loved to point out all her flaws, it left little to no time at all to deal with a personal life.

    Eventually, however, it was today that Neon huffed and stompped her hoof down, telling her manager that today was the a day for herself! Glad she finally took the time to stand up for her own sanity, Neon made her way through Ponyville as she had done several times before that, smiling, putting on a show for her fans (in that she didn't let it be known how tired she was) and ate at her favorite place, went to the record store, signed more autographs, did some shopping, signed more autographs, and eventually... started ducking and hidding to get away from everything and everypony!

    Why couldn't she just be left alone?! When she was out of the town and slowly walking in the grass that lead up to the river, she looked behind her and sighed. Sure this was a life she had always wanted, but a vacation would be nice now and then too. Her ears lowered as she slowed her pace, feeling a bit more relaxed now that she was out of all the husstle and bussle of the town, and once the sound of the river filled her ears, there she stopped, and parked her tiny hinny. The air felt cooler near the water, and the grass sure felt softer, smelled wonderful too, and in moments, Neon Pop found herself falling to her side in a heap of relaxation, stretching all on her back and taking a deep breath of the freash air.

    Perhaps a day in town was not what she needed, but a day in nature was.

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •·.·

    Neon Pop watched as Kite dumped all her armor off to the side. Though she frowned as the now seemingly smaller Pegasus showing her obvious discomfort in showing her true self. It was a little disheartening but Neon was not one to start lecturing her on the merits of self-esteem, so with that thought passed, she turned to face Jebediah and pointed her hoof in his direction. "How about we sit over there, hm? Looks cozy!"

    However, the moment she said that, Honeycomb came trotting out with towels and a few blankets, soon drapping them over the Pop Queen and the Knight. "There you go! Sorry it took me a little while, I seemed to have miss placed my towels, but! I found them, so no worries. I wouldn't worry about getting my floors wet or muddy either. Its bound to happen with this weather. Please, go take your seats!" She smiled up at her idol and looked like a filly in a candy store, though Neon nodded and used her majic to wrapped the blankets around her.

    "Thank you Honey! I think I'll be ordering something different today also, so I'm just gonna check out the menu with my new friend, Kite here! Hope you don't mind~?" With that, Neon's horn glowed once more as two menus floated over to Kite and her and before Honey could reply, the unicorn trotted off to the table she had earlier indicated, plopping her rear right down and opening up her menu. "So many good things! Honeycomb is the best for sweet comfort and rainy day foods. I would recomend trying everything, BUT start off with the Peaches 'N Cream." She smiled at Kite as she watched her new found friend take a seat, and soon glanced over to Jebadiah, who was all by his lonesome... Surely she was not about to have that.

    With in a few moments though, there would be a small clearing of a throat as Honeycomb looked to the stallion and spoke ever so sweetly. "Have you decided on anything to eat yet? If not, may I recomend the Black and Blue Honey Mix? Its one of my best sellers."

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •·.·

    The entire time, Neon had a perfect grin on her face, she listened to Kites words, yes, thought with the loud snap of thunder, Neon didn't make much effort to speak. With the gust of wind, she gripped her hat to keep it on her head as best as she could and her mane and tail whipped about like mad! There was a second she stopped at the door and looked to Kite before pushing in the door and stepping inside.

    They were greeted with warmth, a comfortable heat and a strong sweet smell. A few buzzing bee's started up and soon into the kitchen. There they were, dripping wet and getting water all over the perfectly polished wooden floors. Neon took this time to remove her hat, and place it on the convenient rack, and shook off a bit. "Well! What a storm! I think we'll be stuck here for a while." She giggled, orange eyes looking to the room lined with shelve upon shelves of jarred honey, display tables of more honey, honey fruit baskets, pies, there was the cake case full of ready to eat glazed treats and pies, breads, even drinks.

    "This is my favorite place, and the pony that works here sure can use the business. Helloooo~ Honeycomb~" It was a glimpse into what Neon did, as her sweet voice echoed through the room and it came natural. There was a clatter in the kitchen followed by a pony, yellow with frizzy black hair and blue eyes.

    "Oh my Celestia! Neon Pop! Y-you're back! I--- I'm so... so honored!! Oh! You're both soaked! Let me get you some towels!" Honeycomb dashed away as Neon looked to Kite and smiled.

    "Are you going to want to take the armor off?"

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •·.·

    Neon beamed as Kite introduced herself, it was always nice to meet a face that didn't recognize her's every once and a while. A welcoming change to the heard of ponies that did know the Pop Queen. Either way, Neon's face fell for just a moment as her orange eyes looked about curiously, looking for a place to eat. No where too pricey, she didn't want to make Kite uncomfortable, but nothing cheap and terrible either. It was a difficult decision, but one that Neon had to make. So, in the end, there was only one place Neon knew of that most ponies liked, Honey's Sweet Honey.

    With that she looked to her pet and trotted over to his muddy side as he groaned, opening only one eye to lazily gaze up at her. "Yes you... Alejandro, I need to you go home, and behave yourself on the way there. No scaring any ponies! I know you like it, but please... Don't make me look bad?" There was a weary smile on her face as Alejandro sighed, slowly getting up, and turning away from her to make his way back home slowly. Guess that was his way of saying 'Ok'. With him making his way back, Neon Pop looked to Kite and that popular smile stretched over her face.

    "Well, lets get going and get out of the rain, hm? Ya look like ya need to take a moment to rest. I know the perfect place to eat too." With that, Neon Pop turned and started to make her way through the streets, knowing Kite was going to follow. It was during the walk, that she was going to press questions and get to know the girl.

    "So, are you new to Ponyville? I'm guessing, with the armor, you came from Canterlot, huh?"

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •·.·

    Neon blinked, raising a brow and letting her eyes travel to her beast of a pet. "Alligator? Oh! You mean Alejandro! Oh don't worry! He's my pet!" And she says this now... Well, at least she said it, and now the pony could try to relax. Neon pressed on. "He's moody some times, but really nothing you should worry about. Just don't step on his tail... I nearly lost my own when I did one day!" She giggled and pressed a hoof to her shades, lifting them up and revealing her orange eyes framed by neon pink lashes.

    "Neon Pop is my name~" She said sweetly as she trotted a bit to stand in front of the Knight, blocking her view from her alligator. She swayed her soaking tail slightly as Neon stood proudly, much like she always did. "You have a place to stay? Or are you just enjoying the rain? Cause you're more then welcome to come to my place and get out of the rain. Even though I'm loving the sound that its makin' on your armor! Listen! No, no, really listen!" Neon stepped over to the Pegasus and leaned into her shoulder, lifting an ear under the hat. She closed her eyes and started to nod her head rhythmically.

    "The music that the world makes! Perfect for the song I was just thinking of! That settles it! We're going to have lunch, my treat!"

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •·.·

    In moments, Neon went from happy, to shocked to worried! The sight of the Knight was something she was happy about, another pony, someone to talk to and someone to meet. Though with her sudden leap and attempted shout, Neon came to a skidding halt in the mud, looking to the Pegasus with wide eyes. What was she going on about? Was she saying she was going to save her? Fear not? What? Though quicker then Neon could grasp the words which was shouted towards her, that lightening hit and Neon's jaw dropped!

    "Oh my Celestia! Hold on!"Neon said as she let the magic go from Alejandro's leash and ran over to the pony under the branch. She looked to the Knight from behind her shades and frowned, though from under the large hat, the horn glowed and the branch was lifted from her new acquaintance. Alejandro at that point let out a low rumble of a growl and soon crawled over to the nearest puddle of mud and flopped right down with a comfortable moan. Neon looked to him and huffed. "Nooo, Alejandro! Now I have to bathe you! Ugh..."

    Her eyes looked back to the Pegasus and a smile came on her lips as she pressed a gentle hoof, in an attempt to help her up to her own hooves. "That was quite a fall, are you ok? Anything broken?"

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •·.·

    Rain. It never bothered on particular pony much, and in fact her and her companion welcomed it with open arms. One thing about the Pop Queen was that dark and dreary weather helped that creativity flow like the neon lights on her cutie mark and legs! When the thunder hit, sure she whimpered, jumped a little, but sure enough she hopped off her couch and trotted right over to the wall. "Alejandro~ Lets go for a walk! The weather is perfect for flashin'!" Neon Pop said as her horn sparked and shimmered with a neon pink glow, letting a rather large and fashionable hat float over to the top of her head and rest itself. At the same time, what looked to be a collar for her massive pet found its way over to the alligator and nestled itself right around his thick scaled neck. Neon smiled at her lazy friend as he opened his wide maw and yawned. "Don't be that way. You know a nice brisk walk will be just what you need!"

    Neon took hold of the leash in her mouth and soon, with her usual large sunglasses made her way to the front door of her house with Alejandro in tow. Outside, the rain tickled her plum pelt and soaked her main and tail. She didn't mind, and her friend, or pet.... seemed to wake up enough that he lashed his tail and kept up a good pace along side Neon. Her glow lit up any area around her, and in the grey weather, she certainly popped with color. Her orange eyes watched the water covered roads and then the reflection of her, and whatever lights still worked in Ponyville. It was always fun, cause instantly, lyrics flowed from her lips as the leash glowed with her magic and out of her mouth. "If its love~ is electric, it'd be flowin' in the streets!"

    Neon continued singing a new song, stopping only to think for certain lyrics, and soon, Alejandro stopped, looking to the Knight that sat under the tree. His dark eyes fixed on her as Neon, so wrapped up in what she was signing, didn't really notice, till the pull of her magic gave hint that he stopped. She fell quiet and looked to her pet, then to the pony under the tree. Odd... was she like Neon and LIKED being in the rain, or was she in need of a place to rest? Either way, Neon Pop's glow flickered and she started to make her way to the Knightly pony!

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •Ã‚·.·

    Neon's eyes looked to the familiar voice through the crowd of ritzy fan and her smile grew more genuine. It was a relief to see a face she knew and was comfortable with, plus it gave her the excuse to leave the crowd. Quietly she started excusing her self from everyone, making her way to Dub as fast as she could, and gently shaking off any more autographs and pictures. "Dubstep! Of course I remember you! After an album of working together, you'd think I wouldn't forget!" Neon said cheerfully as she leaned in and kissed his cheek. Flashes of light erupted around them, before she stomped her hoof and shooed them. Neon was fed up, she was tired, and she actually just wanted to spend time with a friend.

    The fans scurried off quickly, and Neon knew that in a few days, even the next day, that kiss on the cheek was going to bite her in the flank. "I'm actually happy to see you. Its more comforting to have a friend in these types of places. So how have you been, Dubby?"

  13. ·.·• Voodoo Romance •Ã‚·.·

    When the bell at her door sounded, her dark head lifted to see just who had entered. Another mare, a customer, and a sweet yet alarming smile crossed her lips. Those lavender eyes batted with heavy lashes and the black aura around her horn vanished, causing her knife to stop cutting. "Yes, yes it is. Welcome to Black Hearts~ I see you have something in mind today. Other wise you would not have made the trek here. Please, take off your boots, sit, talk, and I will make you some tea~"

    Voodoo's voice was like silk, sweet for her customers, relaxing, soothing and oddly alluring. She knew how to work her position, she knew just how to treat the type of people that come in to her place looking for that... 'quick fix'. "So what is your name?" The dark mare asked as she walked off to her little stove and lit it with her horn, making the burner bright with flame. A kettle floated out of the cabinet, over to the sink where it filled up with water and was nicely placed upon that small fire upon the stove. "Would you like a towel at all?"

    So many questions, but yes, it was necessary to keeping her new customer comfortable and open up to her. After all, she nearly worked like a psychiatrist.

  14. oh! yes! yes yes yes! actually i was planing on using neon to get rather tired and call out a party of her own! you know the pop princess isn't going to stand for such... tight wads! XD she's kinda like pinkie, but you really can't ignore a glowing pop/electronica singer.

    she'll talk dub into djing for her no doubt.

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •Ã‚·.·

    The Grand Galloping Gala! It was a night Neon was waiting for... so one would think. In all honesty, she wanted to stay hidden in her home, away from the ponyrazzi, reporters, fans. Sure she loved it all, but honestly, she was getting tired, and yeah, it was starting to show. Least to the ponies that knew her well enough, the fans that paid attention to her closely. It was actually her manager that made her go, telling her that she needed to get out and in the papers once more, that she needed more spotlight, as if she needed it. With a heavy heart and weary eyes, Neon got dressed.

    It was easy to tell when she entered the room, heads turned, ponies started talking, flashes from cameras started, and a crowd surrounded her. Even among the hoity-toity tight wads of the rich and famous, ponies still appreciated her, and once in the ballroom, her horn glowed and sparkled, making her markings flash in a beat similar to one of her songs. Only one other pony in the room would even catch that, and Neon had yet to spot him.

    The mare came dressed elegantly this time, with hardly anything outlandish as she usually did. She knew there was always a time and place. Though it was not as bright as her usual, it was something a bit more noticeable then most. Her dress was a simple white, shimmering in the dim light with each movement she took, lace and several layers of frill added texture. Around her torso was her usual tight fitting top, with a diamond cut on her chest to show the plum of her pelt. Her hooves where nestled into silver shimmering shoes with ribbon twisting up her legs. The usual neon colored mane that was typical of Neon, was actually died a faint pink today, wrapped up in a messy, bun and loose curls, almost having a crimp to the locks. Atop her head was a small hat, white with satin ribbon, and a teal colored rose, with silver rings wrapped around it. And to top the look off, silver eyeshadow. Yes cameras flashed as she painted on her smile and greeted a few fans.

    It was good showmanship to keep that smile. Though among the small crowd, she didn't manage to spot Dubstep who made his way further into the ballroom, right now she was too focused on signing napkins, albums, and random bits of paper. Sad that even here, she couldn't get a break, and after a while, she was starting to look a bit flustered.

  16. ·.·• Voodoo Romance •·.·

    Petite hoofs trudged through the thick mud of the marshland as a one particular mare rummaged about in the fields around her home. Basket in her mouth, mane tied to a messy knot, tail dragging on the waters. This unicorn was on a mission today, like most days. She usually spent her mornings and late nights collecting plant life or some times, creatures for her concoctions. It was a simple mushroom today, one that grew on the trunks of trees near the water level, where moisture was easy access. Plain white though spotted brown, it was a key ingredient for a cough suppressant, since today... *coughcough*, and the basket fell in the water. The Voodoo sighed and stared at the now sinking mushrooms with an overly dead pan expression. Take a deep breath and...!!

    Dive her head in. One bye one she collected the escapee shrooms and managed to slip them into the basket and scoop it out of the water. Her face now soaked, and basket draining, she made her way to the nearest tree cluster and spotted what she needed. The basket shimmered in black and lifted from her mouth as she leaned in and gently plucked the fungus from the bark and plopped it in the wicker basket. With a sigh, and another cough, she took hold of the handle in her mouth and trudged away back to her home, which was built on stilts and creaked.

    It didn't take her long to get to her home and shop, and it was clear just what she sold here, just by looking at the outside. Bird wings and insects, beaks, claws, rat tails, skulls of some sort, and inside, well. All kinds of bubbling bottles and brews, all of different colors, there were shelves with different labels, and tables topped with her 'lab' as some would call it. It was a small place, dark damp wood, silky sheets on the walls and counters to at least make the place a little more welcoming. and in the back was a small kitchen, and a bed. It seemed Voodoo liked to live a simple life.

    Coughing again her horn glowed black, carrying the mushrooms to the cutting board for her, so when she was done cleaning off at the door, she could start chopping them up. She was just thankful it was a slow day, as usual, and no customers were here to see her ill. Well, she was hoping anyway, fate always did have a way of slapping her in her face when it needed.

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •Ã‚·.·

    The unicorn trotted in with a smile on her face, nodding to Honeywing as he started to make his way out of the shop. A small way to say thank you. However, her eyes were on Willow, albeit, it was hard to tell. "No place to wear that?! Oh no, no, no! I can't have that! Not one bit!" Neon said quickly leaning in close to the other unicorn, glancing about and whispering to her. "Party at my place in a week." She said pulling away and smiling. "But you never heard that from me! No, no, no! So miss Willow! What are you doing today anyway? Up for having a girly day out? I could treat you to some fabulous spa treatment, or, treat you to some pampering done by GG here?"

    Trotting over to Glitzen she flicked her tail and sat down in the nearest chair. "How about that, GG, dear? Would that be alright with you? And as for me, I'm looking for something wild, crazy! Keeping my natural mane color, but a different temp style! I need an update from my usual."

  18. [ Pony Related Character ]

    Name: Racetrack

    Nick Name: Tracks

    Gender: Male

    Age: Stallion

    Species: Zebra

    Pelt Color: Snow White, with electric blue stripes, and black nose.

    Mane/Tail Color & Style: Short and spiky black hair with electric blue stripes.

    Eye Color: Purple

    Cutie Mark: Yellow and black checkered lightning bolt wrapped in white smoke.

    Physique: Sturdy, strong, long legs, and tough hooves.

    Residence: Saddleveil Plains

    Occupation: N/A

    Motivation: Tracks motivation in his happy go lucky life, is to run. Run and run and... well, run. He wants to be the fastest on land, leaving others in his dust. His jumps are just as impressive, and many times while running, he practices his leaps over canyons and fissures.

    Likes: Open spaces, water, grass, Fillydelphia, Wonderbolts, running, jumping, racing, showing off, baths, pop and techno music, fast food.

    Dislikes: Anything and anyone slow, being trapped, tight closed spaces, darkness, has a fear of bunnies, cold, high maintenance ponies, girly things, fun-suckers.

    Character Summary: Born and raised out in the plains of Equestria, Tracks actually had a simple life. Being the only child, he was able to be spoiled rotten, and in the end, it didn't turn him into a rotten foal, surprisingly enough. From the day Racetrack could get to his hooves, he ran, albeit not very well, but he tried! It was in his blood, he could feel it, and even at that young age, he knew just what he wanted to do. As he got older, his legs got sturdier, and his speed got faster. He loved the feeling of the wind hitting his face, running though his mane, the power under his hooves, the sound of each hoof hitting the ground and most of all, the feeling of being free.

    Track races all his friends, and was known in school as fast, but not the fastest. There was one zebra, who was prideful and top speed. Tracks, didn't like that. Not one bit. So he challenged him to a race, and in the end failed. Then again, and again, and again. He couldn't beat this colt, not for the life of him. Determined, he ran all day, all night, pushed himself to the limits, letting his grades fall, and making his parents worry. It was tough, for him anyway, that he couldn't beat this other colt, it made him a rather big target for teasing, which led him to start fights. Typical boy behavior.

    Though one day, he met one pretty little zebra, who took most of his attention away from running. It was a few months, when his rival finally came to him and mocked him, laughing at him for giving up. Truth was, he didn't give up, he just found something a bit more interesting. When that was laughed at, another challenge was made for the following day. Discouraged and angered now, Tracks began to show his fear. Armani was the only one who taught him the right way that night. She gave him her lucky red silk scarf, and tied it around his leg. "You need to run, just to run. To do it for yourself, and no one else. Don't do it to be the best, or to prove something, when you know and believe in yourself and say this is what you want, you will have it."

    The following day Tracks thought over her words, and when the race began, he left everything behind. He ran, like he never had run before, and in the end, earned his cutie mark, after leaving his rival in the dust.

    In highschool, Tracks fell out of contact with his friend, though refuses to remove her scarf, for fear that her luck would vanish. Today he's on his own, running from town to town, enjoying life, being his happy self.

    Personality: Racetrack is possibly the most carefree and happy stallion you'd meet. When he was young, he used to be brash, bratty, start fights, and not listen. Though with many years to grow, he's now easy going. He's learned to ride life as it takes him, and to 'go with the wind'. He's very kind, usually tries to get others to smile and laugh, and he can even be a bit of a gentleman. His main issue though, is his need to show off. Sure he runs for fun, but he likes others watching and most of the time he doesn't think just who he's NOT impressing, half the time. Another irritating thing about him is that he's more then just impatient, he hates just waiting for an answer! Most of the time you will see him fidget or move his hooves just to pass time, and in worst cases, he will say something rather rash.

    Additional Info:

    + The leg with the blue hoof is completely white. For some reason, he never got stripes on that leg.

    + Yes, he fears rabbits, no matter how cute they are.

    + Loves the color pink, but hates most and all things girly.

    + Wishes to find a lady pony someday.

    + Loves spicy foods, and any foods that can be prepared quickly.

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  19. i'm pretty sure they have electricity, considering they use ovens, over head lights, well, lights in general, and mixers and things of the like. electric toys and video games...? well, i've never really seen a t.v. yet. XD

    might i suggest wind-up toys instead of electric? just to be safe?

    and sorry if i'm over stepping my bounds, i just know that there is a high chance of electricity in their world.

  20. [ Creature Related Character ]

    Name: Cosette

    Gender: Female

    Age: Doe

    Species: Peryton

    Eye Color: Deep purple.

    Physique & Colors: Very thin, long legged, agile figure, with a pale blue body, white belly, and a lavender, to deep blue, to white gradient on all four legs. She has long wavy peach colored hair, and pink colored hooves.

    Residence: Whitetale Woods

    Occupation: N/A

    Likes: Mossy beds, walk ways, logs, rocks, anything mossy really, her brother, loves streams and rivers, fish, aquatic animals really, pure clean water, damp and dark places, rain fall, fog, the sound of rain, dark clouds and cold weather.

    Dislikes: Birds (oddly), thunder (so no heavy thunderstorms), bright and sunny days, heat, hates dirty water, dying aquatic animals, open spaces, talking, when her brother gets protective, large crowds, and isn't too sure about ponies yet.

    Character Summary: The day Cosette was born was a very foggy, raining day. Her mother gave birth to her in a cove, padded with moss and large leaves and of course, her mothers warmth, and a twin brother. Cosette was a lot less bold then her brother ever was. He was never afraid to get out and play about, though for Cosette, her place was on the green and damp moss that she made her bed. She didn't start walking till much later, later then most, even when her parents tried their best to get her up and going, oddly enough, her brother was there to take her side when they got too pushy with her. Eventually, the fawn got up on her own and ventured out, though not too far, since she found her place in the water of the stream.

    As time went on, Cosette played it safe, and stuck to anything and all that had to do with water or moisture. She quickly grew a fondness for fish, frogs, salamanders, turtles, and things of the like, and in return, they showed a great fondness for her. She would always help the sick and injured, feed those that couldn't fend for themselves, care for the young and eggs, guard them as best she could, though she never argued with the cycle of life, and the nature of many of her aquatic friends, for a lot of them were, as some would say, cannibals, even when she disliked their ways. Most of all, every year, Cosette has to help the salmon that swim up stream to mate.

    Though sadly, most of her life and attention goes to the watery, pure, clean and scaley. It is not often she is seen with her family, though her brother does tend to pester her and bother her as much as possible, and like Cosette is with her fish, he is with her, guarding her and protecting her with all his life.

    Cosette is a rather quiet doe, she isn't one for talking, and when she does talk, its small, and sweet. Its not often she gets scared, is just she's really anti-social and would rather not be around anything but her fishy friends. She is a happy one, no doubt about that, she has little to be sad about. Her family is alive and well, she's well, and her rivers, fish, waters are always well. Yet one odd quirk to her, she does have this... habit of idly licking moss when ever she is laying upon it, her parents thing it is something of a comfort, something that she picked up when a fawn. Sorta like a kid sucking their thumb. Not only that, but she tends to suck up such moss to get clean water... odd, yes, but such are the ways of Cosette.

    Additional Info:

    + Cosie will offer the best and cleanest water she knows of to those traveling, or those who approach her. She never says what it is, but will usually scoot it over to them in a leather canteen, which she usually carries upon her back.

    + She cleans up anything and everything she can to keep her rivers, streams, lakes and ponds clean.

    + Its often you will run into her in or under water.

    + She refuses to eat any of the animals she cares for.

    + Cosette will often sleep outside in rain, and never get sick.

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •Ã‚·.·

    Neon Pop smiled ever so widely at GG knowing just who she was. Perfect! Now she'll get the treatment she likes. Course he gave her his full name, Neon took it upon herself to cut it short, like most stars did. "GG! Darling! I am glad to hear there is another stylist in town! You know I went to this other one a few streets down, and she fried my hair there! It took much too long to repair! I heard you were talented, and top of the line, so instead of heading to Canterlot to get my locks done, I came here to see just what you're all about!" She was a cheery one, that was for sure, but this was Neon Pop, of course she was going to be... well, poppy!

    Though as she walked further in to the shop, her orange eyes caught sight of Willow, that spooky pony she had seen a few times and with a raised fore hoof, the pop star waved to her. "Hey there! I know you, right? W-willow Wisp? I gosh I hope I got that right, I meet so many ponies in one day..." Pop looked genuinely apologetic and worried, she hated insulting somepony accidentally and she wasn't about to do it to this nice young mare. Pops round orbs looked to the dress Willow carried and her head tilted to the side, those long lashes batted curiously under the glasses that hide them so well. "Pony Pop! Tell me thats a dress to something important!"

    Neon hated to see good fashion go without occasion and she had one coming up, and if this pony was to need a place to wear it, she knew just the place and time. After all, the more ponies at her party, the better! Yet Neon's smile faded and she shifted her back hoof nervously. "Actually, could ya'll ponies do me a favor? I'm trying to keep it on the d.l about where I am and when. So... could you not mention this to anyone that I came here?" Those orange eyes moved to Honeywing and watched him, she hadn't noticed the rushed dash from GG, or the blush, her concern was more with him going about and saying something. Her smile returned, though weaker then before, and sweeter, she looked back to GG.

  22. [ Pony Related Character ]

    Name: Voodoo Romance

    Gender: Female

    Age: Mare

    Species: Unicorn

    Pelt Color: Maroon

    Mane/Tail Color & Style: Long, braided mane, black with rose colored stripes, black tail tied with a bow.

    Eye Color: Purple

    Cutie Mark: Voodoo doll heart with pins and a bow.

    Physique: Tall, sleek, elegant.

    Residence: Neighples Marshland, though travels a lot.

    Occupation: Shop Owner "Black Hearts"

    Motivation: Voodoo's motivation in life is to help people, albeit a rather twisted way of doing so. Her shop is based on magic, and potions, charms and wishes, and when a person wishes or purchases something, she usually tacks on a cause and effect. Even if a pony wants love, what they get is a life lesson on "Be careful what you wish for".

    Likes: Roses, lace, black, darkness, mascara, silk, plushy beds, potions, ponies receiving her lessons well, teaching those lessons, being a general creeper, traveling, goth music, violins, coffins, candles, dark gloomy whether.

    Dislikes: Ponies who don't learn from her lessons, repeat customers (means they didn't learn or she didn't do her job right,) sunlight, misunderstandings, pop music/Neon Pop, daisies, happy fun times, parties, cheery people, ice cream, butterflies, cats.

    Character Summary: Voodoo was born in Trottingham with a mother, father and older sister. All... were just as gloomy, dark, and grim as she is. It was a rather unusual sight for most ponies, seeing that they were not the usual happy and bright crew, but despite being a bit different, they were happy. Voodoo's mother was a novelist, writing some of the most dreadfully romantic stories, mostly about vampires. She was well renowned and lavished in her popularity. Her father was a man who dealt with the darker arts of magic, never harming others, but, they weren't always safe either. Most of the time it was self gain. Both... selfish ponies.

    Voodoo hated that about her parents. Sure she loved them, but she could not stand why someone would want to be so selfish and worry only about themselves. How they could soak up their fame as if it was meant for them. She just didn't want to be that way, and it hurt her to see her sister fall into the same pattern. She became and an occult model for "vAMPS" magazine. She only got the job cause her mother was so well known to the community. It seemed her family was lost in themselves and Voodoo, was determined to get them to see their selfish ways, cause they were not at all nice ponies, to anyone, including their own family.

    It took years, but Voodoo studied and practiced the art of magic, working from all kinds of books, light and dark, from normal to the occult and she began developing her own brews and spells and charms. It was pleasing, and the day of her cutie mark was one of her most memorable moments. Her sister came to her one day, knowing that Voodoo made such things and love potions and charms. "He must love me!" She said. "I am the fairest pony in Trottingham, and I'm the most popular vAMPS model, but he can't see anyone but himself!" Thinking, Voodoo had the perfect idea, to teach her a lesson that not all things she wanted was good.

    "Of course, sister. I have just the thing, my best and most effective potion, the Black Heart." She handed her sister the bottle and watched her for a moment. "A word of caution..." She added ominously, "You will soon find that wanting... is better then having." To her sister it was just a scare, but in a few days, she soon grew to know just what she meant. The stallion that was effected by the love potion grew obsessive, stalkerish, pushy. He couldn't live with out Voodoo's sister. He would interrupt dinner, photo shoots, meetings, interviews, and she felt smothered. So running, she returned to her sister.

    "Your potion is flawed! You tricked me! It was not a love potion!" She shouted.

    "No. It was. But your heart did not set his boundaries, for you see, you wanted him to pay attention to you. And you got just that. Though in the end, it was what I said, wanting is better then having. Had you not been so selfish in the matter, and actually tried, this would not have happened." It was a great day, cause at that moment, her cutie mark finally appeared, and she had just turned into a young mare. It was an easy task to remove the spell from the effected, and her sister learned her lesson, and since then she has been less vain about her life.

    When Voodoo was old enough, she packed her things and left for a more fitting place, and she found it, deep in the heart of Neighples Marsh, where the sun hardly shown and she was able to make and brew as many concoctions as she wished. When she needs sales, she packs up her cart, dubbed her shop, and travels to places such and Ponyville, Fillydephia, Appleloosa and Rockwington, though on occasion, she does have ponies come to her home, for a more private lesson.

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    ·.·• Neon Pop •Ã‚·.·

    It had been a long while since anypony heard anything from Neon Pop. The paparazzi were at a loss, and even her friends were zipped lipped about her absence. Honestly, there were only a few who knew what she was up to, that was her manager, Alejandro, and Dubstep, which she had the honor of working with. It was a new album, and nothing so far was leaked. Not a lyric, note, pitch, nothing. She was tight lipped about it as if speaking would cause her to loose her life. She refused to speak for interviews, no magazine, talk shows, radio shows nothing.

    Neon Pop... had fallen off of Equestria.

    Though one day, the sun wasn't even up yet, and there stirred one creature, cloaked, though white pearly scales peeked through the sleeves of the fabric every time a flier was placed about. Who ever it was, was on a job, given to them by Neon herself, selected mostly for her lack of involvement in any community, Canterlot, Ponyville, Gallopocous Islands... Sure she was around, but no one knew her, and knew who she was now connected to. The dragon waddled quietly though the early morning light, having finally finished her round. The mysterious dragon had gone all through Canterlot where she lived, posting up these posters, and now Ponyville was last on the list. She was tired, but all was good when she'd get her payment from the Popstar.

    With her last tack she pinned up the thick and brightly colored flier up on the last door, looking at it with admiration. She was to be invited as well, VIP treatment for this, and she was honored to be helping Neon with her jewelery and accessories the night of the party. Her blue eyes looked over every word carefully.

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    Finally, a word from the Popstar, and the flyers were tacked up on just about every ponies doors, if not there were fliers on the lamp posts, carts, walls and fences. Everyone was invited, and they were invited to Neon Pop's very home.

    Those crystal eyes looked to the sky as the sun began to peek and her ears caught wind of movement from one of the homes. She gasped and turned quickly, lifting off the ground and flying as fast as she could to the very address that was posted on the poster. In minutes she landed with a thud on the doorstep of the large three story home, equip with a pool, large back yard and it showed just how wealthy the mare was. The door to the house opened, and there stoop Neon, glowing dimly and looking disturbed from sleep.

    "Is it done?" The pony asked quietly. The dragon pulled the hood down to show her white pearly glow and purple crest. Her bright blue eyes blinked as she took one nod.

    "Yes, Pop. They're everywhere. You think anyone will come?"

    Neon smiled, letting out a bubbly giggle. "You're forgetting who I am. Of course ponies will come. If I have loyal fans, they'll come. I owe you, for that, here is your pay, and you know when to be here. I thank you for your service." A satchel fulled with bits, clattered as it plopped into Pearly's claws. Her eyes let up, she knew she could use this money, it was good to add on a whole new room to her shop.

    "Th-thank you, Pop! I'll be there! Get some rest then!" The dragon waved and lifted off the ground once more, flying off into the morning light, leaving Neon to look at her lawn. Her eyes half opened and hair all a mess.

    ".... OH CELESTIA!! I have to get ready!! Only two days!!" The mare jumped up and slammed the door to her home shut and ran off up stairs to get ready, in quite the frenzy.

    Though as the date of the party crept up quickly, Neon was ready, her house had everything a party needed, at least a star party. A stage was set up by her pool, with lighting and fog machines, the proper pop art decor was applied everywhere, lights all in their neon or black light colors, glitter lined the floors, catering was there, setting up the foods, one particular pony of Ponyville was helping, Honeycomb. She knew her services were needed here, and when Pop asked her to cater, she was in a frenzy! Though she came through, and everything was set up, games, speakers, disco balls, juice bars and their tenders... This party had everything.

    The question was, who was going to show?

    ((OOC: This is for everyone, feel free to bring in more then one of your characters, canon or not.))

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