Centauri

Welcome to Canterlot, Lloxie. If you want a sig, just drop me a PM and I'll get back to you. Anyways, I have nothing against furries, because I knwo what it's like to not be accepted as a brony.

Anyway, enjoy your stay here.

Welcome to Canterlot. If you want a signature, feel free to send me a PM, and I'll get back to you. I don't do scouts, but I am a lance-corporal in cadets, which is fun, as well. On that note, what is the BSA? I feel I may have just made a serious fool of myself.

Have fun, and enjoy your stay.

Hello! Enjoy your stay here. You really should watch the series (minus the first seconds of the opening theme), but it's really your choice.

Have fun in Canterlot.

"Trousers"? Really? We use it all the time in Australia. Anyway, I hope you enjoy your stay here at Canterlot. If you want a sig, I'm happy to lend a hand; just send me a PM.

HAVE FUN!

Welcome to Canterlot! Have a good stay and enjoy your time. What genre of fanfic do you write?

Anyway, send me a PM if you want a signature or want to chat.

:yay:

Welcome to Canterlot. Have fun, and if you need a signature, or want to chat, you're more than welcome to PM me.

I'm afraid I've never used that before. Can you give me a link, please?

EDIT: Never mind, I found it. I'm not that good at drawing, so this may take a while and may not turn out well because I'm doing it from (not quite) scratch on Photoshop.

<------ 14 Year old brony

Real nice comment about being a family! *Groupbrohoof* I will have to use that as a response to my not as accepting friends, they make me :'( with their close minded-ness

Some people in this world could do with a dose of maturity hormone, don't you think?

Welcome to Canterlot. If you want a sig, I'll be happy to help you out. Enjoy your stay, and I hope the situation with your friends goes well.

Wow thats a nice sig

Gonna haveta bribe Centauri so i may have a non boring avatar XD

...or you could just ask. I'm more than happy to if you give me some ideas.

I hope you enjoy your stay here. Feel free to send me a PM if you want a sig or just want to chat.

Welcome to Canterlot!

15 year old bronies? *Faith in humanity restored*

Btw, what I'm about to say is my opinion, and I totally understand if somepony disagree with me, but even if you feel like rejected because you're a brony, you can anwser something like 'I may look wierd or whatever, but I have a bigger family that you'll ever have'.

'cause it's what we are, right? A big family *hugs everywhere*

*hug* We're the best kind of brony

Unfortunatley i do

Being a 15 year old male Brony is not really the most...well...um... "respected" Thing in the world...

Especially in highschool...

Here, here. However, there are other bronies in my group and those who aren't have learned to deal with it, so we make do just fine.

Welcome to Canterlot!

I agree: messing around with photoshop is a lot of fun (it's how I made my sig). I think everypony here wants to encourage you to keep watching and enjoy it! Have fun while you're here, or we'll force you to... PINKIE PIE STYLE! (Sorry if you don't get the reference...)

If we "stoners" can enjoy the show this much, I can only imagine what others that truly use... ahem, substances experience with the show

Touché, but please forgive me for not wanting to try it...

I'll stick to oil lamps, then, as far as technology goes. I don't really need anything more advanced than that, so long as there's something she can use fire on.

It also occurred to me that I haven't been putting much creativity into the magic possibilities there. Perhaps, for example, there could be some kind of lamp containing a magical fire, call it faeriefire or something, that didn't need traditional fuel itself, but would have to be... regenerated, say, with physical fire to remain lit.

Oooh. Sparkly. And of course you could use other gems as well, for a more colored look.

Pinkie's parties just got awesome with that idea. It's reasonable for Equestria to be lit by magic, on the grounds that there's at least one unicorn in every village I've heard about. In the others, the vegetable oil idea would still be reasonable to light streets.

All the wiring could be underground.

There's lots of underground wiring in many cities here in the United States.

I'm NOT trying to make a big deal out of this, but to me, it is conceivable that electricity does exist in Equestria, howbeit in a stage like in late 19th or early 20th Century America/Europe when it was used mainly for lighting and small appliances.

In the late 19C, it probably would only have been extremely upper-class people who would have access to electricity for lighting. Small appliances could be defined as irons and not much else, or so I've heard.

Welcome to Canterlot! It's a huge lot of fun here, and I would recommend making an RP character (it's ultimately your choice, however).

I have to agree with your... criticisms of the opening of the theme song. Unlike you, it took me a while to finish season 1, but I'm glad I did: more time to enjoy it!!!

Anyway, have a great time here at Canterlot, and enjoy being a brony.

Cellar Cask would fall asleep even more often, and not be able to control a stove even when he is awake.

PS. He's not accepted yet, but oh well.

I hide it from no-one on the internet, but I hide it from most people at school because I'm far from popular. If anyone came to my house, though, they would find out immediately that I am a brony.

I got my little sister into FiM, and, as a result, I got 1" tall models of Twilight, Pinkie Pie, Rarity and Rainbow Dash for Christmas. I haven't actually told my parents that I watch MLP, but I've got more than a hunch that they know anyway. They just don't talk about it much. My big sister, however, told me (jokingly) that all the people who watch My Little Pony are "stoners". I didn't say anything to that...

Ok, thanks for that Haserman.

I added that he enjoys the company of ponies that can joke about his condition, but only because it shows they are not phased by the affair. I also wrote a quick paragraph on Cask's relations with his father and Earth Pony status.

Hi everypony,

If you want someone to edit a pony fanfic, then I'll be able to so long as I'm available for RP. Just saying now that I might take a while to get back to you and that you may not get a response you want.

When I edit or proofread things, I simply quote the sentence or phrase that was incorrect and tell you why it was so. If I find any more problems like that, I'll bring them to your attention with "RE: [problem]".

Upon finding too many problems of a similar nature, I have been known to stop editing and tell the author to read over their entire work and make sure there aren't any more of the errors I mentioned before I continue.

Lastly, if you still don't understand why I deemed something incorrect, research it! If you can prove me wrong with research, then I'll thank you for it.

Send me a PM if you need me,

Centauri

P.S. I won't take any jobs if my schedule's full. I do things in real life, truth be told.

Roleplay Type: Mane

Name: Cellar Cask

Sex: Male

Age: Young stallion

Species: Earth Pony

Eye Color: Green on the outer iris, brown towards the pupil.

Coat Color: Light Khaki (Hex: #BFCB8A)

Mane/Tail/Markings

Color: 50/50 grey (Hex: #888888)

Style: Whatever he wakes up with, on the grounds that it's not too long and somewhat presentable.

Physique: Slightly rotund, but the muscle underneath is still stronger than any unicorn's/pegasus's.

Cutie Mark: Wood-fired cooking stove (read Character story below)

Origin: Fet Loch

Residence: On the road; occasionally stays at his brother's inn.

Occupation: Cook; part-time/hobbyist brewer

Motivation: In a nutshell, Cask really wants to settle down. Read character story.

Likes: Cooking, cuisine, a fine wine or a hard whiskey (depends on his mood), enjoys his brother's company, seeing his work admired, his jobs and their respective rewards, ponies who are able to joke about his condition as much as he does (though it should be noted that this is only because it shows that those ponies aren't concerned about his condition and their judgement isn't affected)

Dislikes: Spoiled food (inc. food gone to waste), the sight of blood, Summer, not being able to sleep, falling asleep when he doesn't want to, long nights, any sort of alcohol that comes in a can

Character Story:

Cellar Cask always complained that his parents were drunk when they named him. He and Woodcutter (his identical twin) were born to a part-time teacher and one of the best brewers in Equestria. Cask was the older son, and his father insisted that he should follow the family tradition by becoming a brewer. Whenever Cask tried his hoof at brewing, however, he never really enjoyed it. Not to say that he was bad at it, but he simply just didn’t find it as much fun as cooking.

However, Cask faced some serious difficulties most times he tried cooking: he was diagnosed as an insomniac narcoleptic from birth, and often fell asleep at the stove. It didn’t stop him, though, and he got into the habit of only cooking after he had an episode. Occasionally, however, he was able to continue cooking while asleep. As his life continued, this became a regular occurrence for recipes he knew. Cask is constantly fearful when he experiments with new recipes in the kitchen, for if he is unfamiliar with the actions required for the recipe when he has a sleep attack, his body shuts down and falls over; it was because of this that he sustained many minor burns to his face and hooves. Fortunately, the scars have been healed by whichever unicorn doctor was close by and available to help at the time.

Cask got his cutie mark on his colthood birthday when he brought in some cupcakes to class. As he and his brother watched their classmates enjoy the cupcakes, Cask smiled: he knew that his work was being fully appreciated. When his teacher sampled one of them, he was almost pressganged into the school’s canteen. Cask accepted the position graciously and, as he did, he felt his cutie mark appear on his flank. Until he finished school, Cask worked with the rest of the fillies and colts studying hospitality at the school canteen, allowing the whole school to admire his skill.

His father was less than proud of his achievements that day. He berated Cask for not following in his footsteps and becoming a brewer. Woodcutter stepped in at this, telling their father that he was out of line, and that Cask had every right to do what he enjoyed. Their father evicted both of them from the house, and Woodcutter, using the skills for which he was named, managed to build both of them a house which they could live in for the rest of their school life. Their mother visited them every day, so (she said) that social services wouldn’t come and cart them off to an orphanage. Both the colts guessed that it was actually because their mother couldn’t bear to see them go.

When school finished for the two colts – now stallions – they each went their separate ways: Woodcutter built an inn on the outskirts of Whitetail Forest and Cellar Cask became a travelling cook. His last line of work was in an upper-class Manehattan restaurant, where he worked as sous-chef. The only reason he wasn’t Head Chef was because of his chronic narcolepsy, causing him to decline the job. Cask still brews his own drinks occasionally, and is well known to find the best wine for any meal, or the highest quality scotch to serve on its own. Often, at the end of a long night of cooking, Cask leaves the kitchen and asks his customers how their meal was, and readily accepts criticism. All reviews of the restaurants he worked in rated 'high' for customer service when he worked in them.

When Woodcutter and Cellar Cask meet up in the present, they never talk about their father, and only occasionally about their mother. Cellar Cask has become a role model for many Earth Ponies, Unicorns and Pegasi alike due to his major success in his career path despite his condition and generally isolated origin of Fet Loch. It has been asked of him that he divulge how he learned to cook so well from such an out-of-way town.

Many interviewers have written articles over the three years of his successful career and each interviewer unfailingly asked him how he felt about his narcolepsy and how it affected his work. Cask always replied with the same answer: "Yes: my condition is dangerous in my line of work, and yes, it has been difficult to gain success in it for those very reasons. However, I take certain steps every day - whether I go to work or not - which keep me safe; if they do not succeed (as occasionally happens, I admit), my employer refuses to let me work for fear of me and their kitchen. How do I feel about my condition? Quite frankly, I've experienced nothing else, and it hasn't changed the pony I am inside. If there is something I would ask of everypony, it would be to laugh with me about my condition: don't fret, don't fuss over me and, above all, don't apologise."

[Out of context: Yes, I will probably make a bio for Woodcutter, though I'm not sure it will be an application, more a back-story.]

Do you need another proofreader or editor?

I certainly would, but after writing up to Chapter Nine and onwards, it's becoming too Grimdark for canterlot.com (no longer a PG-13 rating). I'm really sorry, but I'll have to close this thread down. If you want to keep reading the story, it's here on FIM Fiction, all 12+1 Chapters written so far.

I just put chapters 6 through 8 in the OP.

Enjoy, everypony.