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  1. Alizarin really began to think the drink she had a little while ago was working, because she felt a little lighter on the inside. Her body was more relaxed, way less tense than normal. It made her think faster, more diligently. Instead of using her anger and negativity to linger in her decisions, she had a clear head. Maybe it was more useful to be more positive about things, especially in situations like these where quick action needed to take place. Of course the mare thought this as she ran through the thick dark woods, but her only problem was the group seeing her nice side. She still had to be closed off. She had to be smart here. As she made the large clearing with everypony else, she asked what was wrong. Ali could already see the problem though, even before Apple Bloom said anything. The sight really did shock her, making her mouth stay open as she was trying to piece together the random chain of events. Nothing seemed to add up. "Y'all, out of the many times Ah've camped here in these woods, Ah can't say Ah've ever seen a fat glob of sand just sittin' here." That sentence was 100% true, she's never seen quicksand in this forest. This forest was deemed too safe, even for sand. The thing that haunted her the most, was the poor deer that was stuck in the sand, screaming for help. The landscape was huge, the parts that were covered in the dangerous solid.. liquid? Whatever it was, it was deep and dangerous. Ali didn't even have the courage to look at the poor animal. The drink she sipped was really making her mind softer. The mare huffed aloud, listening as the other ponies yelled and fiddled around with ideas as fast as possible. Ali just set her candle down, as it lit the darkness of the forest in front of them. The deer yelped again, which caused a large thump in the distance. Ali just closed her eyes, settling down her fear and crossing her eyebrows in a frown. As she opened her eyes, she looked above at the long, thick branches that hung loosely from the trees. "Y'all, I have an idea for a 'rope'." The farm pony immediately started climbing up the tree next to her, trying to knock down a branch. That didn't prove worthy though. Without thinking of her fellow ponies who had wings, and a pony with magic, it didn't cross her mind that it would be smarter for them to grab the stick. She was stubborn anyway though, and probably wouldn't ask for the help. The stocky short farm pony ended up stepping on a wrong branch, which snapped, and the mare fell right into the quicksand. Panic over rid her mind, as she looked at the group. "Somepony! Grab the stick from above and help me out!" The mare wiggled endlessly, looking at the deer who was also scared.
  2. There was something about Thunderlane that rubbed Shot the right way. Of course the yellow mare could always find a way to enjoy the company of anypony, but she did tend to favor some more than others. When they first met not too long ago, Shot already liked being around him. He was like family, and they got a long very well. They were both famous athletes, loved to help others out, and just in general had a lot in common. That's what Shot loved about ponies, the similarities and differences were always fun to find out. "I'm glad you didn't miss it, Thun!" Her little nickname for him ran off her tongue easily. "It's always nice to have a helping hoof out here." A little time after, the group of ponies were on the field, in a circle, introducing themselves. Of course Shot's intro was obvious, but what else would she say? Eating pizza was her favorite hobby? Definitely not. She didn't even like tomatoes, or tomato sauce. Not even ketchup. Nothing with tomatoes. The athlete was a great listener though, sometimes, like times like these when it was important to get to know each other. She pretty much commented on everypony who talked. "Thanks, Thun! I like helping others too!" She turned towards Sweetie, who was about to go. "Me too, girl! Once again, I love helping others!" Next it was Echo's turn, which made Shot smile largely. "Gosh, I love ball sports too! Obviously." Too bad she didn't know Echo was deaf. The mare's green eyes focused on Rosemarey's next. "Planting flowers? That sounds so nice." Last but not least there was Wind Walker. "I wish I could fly, but I don't at the same time. I kind of like sticking to the ground." After all the introductions, Shot kicked the ball away from the crowd and towards the goal. "Okay, you guys! Here's the plan! We're going to start simple at first, then progress into more challenging things. So, we're going to start with passing! So everypony, grab a partner!" Shot looked at Thunderlane directly, smiling at him. "We're going to show them the right way, then we'll critique them as we go. Sound good?"
  3. "Okay- okay, chill out dudette," she forced, a little taken aback from the little dragon. The Pegasus couldn't help but lead on a teasing smirk after her words, which made her look rather attractive. "I've never heard of this Torch guy, but you're pretty small. Smaller than a filly." Daze shrugged, looking back at her fellow feline friend as she opened up the pamphlet that struck Daze's curiosity. "Well, I'm sure Canterlot has been here for many many years. Of course it's gonna look awesome like this- and well organized. It's kinda easy to find somethin' you're looking for." She got closer to Thrilly, looking over her shoulder to see all the different buildings the large city held. Sooner or later, they were outside the restaurant, already paying and all that adult fun stuff. The tan Pegasus was flying in the air, looking straight ahead at the long road that probably stretched right through the town. "Yeah, a cab will work." Daze thought for a second at Thrilly's question, and she just turned to her with a large smile. "Horror is the first thing I wanna try. Something about getting the crap scared out of me sounds sweet."
  4. ~Basics~ Roleplay Type: WoE Name: Bellissima StellaNicknames: Ms. Stella, Bell, Star Sex: Female (her/she)Age: Younger MareSpecies: UnicornSexual Orientation: Straight (Totally, haha, in the closet) ~Physical Attributes~ Eye Color: Bright Blue Character Color: Light Pink Mane/Tail: Her mane and tail are very well taken care of, normally very clean and fashionable looking. It curls on the ends, and has locks behind her horn that curl up to her ears. Her front locks are tucked behind her ears. The colors in her hair are a wide range of blue, to purple, to orange. Physique: She's taller than average. Thin and long, like a model, but not as tall as Luna. Extra: She normally has a thick line of mascara on, even fake eyelashes. She also always has her iconic blue bow that makes her eyes pop. Cutie Mark: Description: A black music note over a blue star. Story: Basically, it was her first gig at some half time show for a soccer game, specifically Long Shot's soccer game (to which Bell might have a little crush on since then..) in Canterlot, and Bell was actually really nervous. She loved the attention, but was scared she was going to mess up. But, the little filly ran onto the middle of the field and sang the anthem with her whole heart, and it made ponies cry. Like actual tears. She was a little shaky, but the moment was too special. It was really beautiful. Then, bam, her cutie mark appeared. ~Outside Information~ Family: Adoptive Father (Unicorn): Gioiello Viola, Adoptive Mother (Unicorn): Bella Gemma Occupation: Famous Pop Singer Residence: Her main home is in Manehatten, but she travels on tour a lot. ~Characteristics~ Character Personality: This unicorn is one sassy little snob. She's beautiful, until you meet her true self. Bell is a selfish little brat, and acts like tough stuff when she's not in front of her large standing fans. In front of her fans, she's the sweetest and most gorgeous creature ever to set hoof on the planet. When her back is turned though, her true feelings unleash in something nasty. She plays games, and is very untrustworthy. Not many ponies are close to her, because one, she's a back stabber, and two, she doesn't let ponies get close with her. Probably because she's very insecure about herself, and scared of opinions, but she'd never admit that. Never. She really is scared of feeling love, and scared of friendship, because what if no pony really likes her? Because of this, she has a hard time opening up, and she's closed minded. Bell otherwise is very cocky, but very lazy. She generally just likes to sit all day in her trailer and sleep. She's a weird one. Unique Traits: Her voice is pretty much like an angel, but she tends to use a lot of autotuned (a magic spell preformed by her), but she doesn't need the enhancement. She can play the guitar, but she mostly does that behind closed doors. She very good at hiding her emotions, as she's generally just a fake pony trying to make a living. Only some can spot out her lies. History: Bell was born on a gorgeous summer morning, you know with the blue birds singing in the distance, the sun shining perfectly through the windows to behold a beautiful healthy baby girl. Too bad her parents absolutely despised her. The couple never wanted a foal, but they wanted a offspring in their name to follow in their hoof steps. So, they adopted a gorgeous little filly. Those two being cocky little gem sellers never let their child get in the way of their money, but they were rich anyway. So, Bell grew up pretty much shunned from her family. They were never home, and the poor little filly had to figure out herself alone. How to cook, how to clean, how to take care of herself in general. Bell was naturally stunning. She always had a wonder wavy and thick mane that would grab anypony's attention. The mare did love the spotlight. When she was alone, she'd sing by herself and write her own songs, looking for some pony to give her attention because her parents never did. That led to Bell becoming a rude, nasty little girl, but the pony who found her on the street singing her heart out loved the attitude. She became known around the city rather quickly, as her voice sounded like angels themselves, even for a little girl. Throughout her life, she just grew up singing in front of crowds and becoming world wide. Now she just travels everywhere, banking up bits. Currently, her family actually wants something to do with her. Kind of sad, but Bell holds her own. A little growing up photo for reference: Character Summary: Bell is a two-faced little snotty brat, but is honestly just insecure about her emotions.
  5. Gosh, this new stallion who showed up was quite the looker. Arty just got this feeling around him, this deep, flirty vibe that made her smile. Her smile could really blow anypony away, not because she was the prettiest mare ever, because she wasn't, but because her saucy attitude took control of her confidence. That's what ponies found most attractive about her. She wasn't insecure, or nervous about anything, but she sure was a heart breaker. A big, fat, selfish heart breaker. She didn't ever settle down, but like she cared. She slightly raised her eyebrow, giving him a secure look of certainty and interest. "Yeah? I'd loved to go see your band, baby. I'm quite intrigued by that idea." She flicked her tongue, looking at him up and down. Not really checking him out, but she totally was at the same time. At this point in her life, she honestly didn't care if she was covered in paint and smelled like chemicals, she always seemed to grab attention. The purple unicorn looked back at the guard, looking at him with her enduring pink eyes. "Nice to meet you formally, darling. No need for the apology, there is no need for one." The artist gave him a devious smirk. She was having fun on her little break time, even though she needed to go eat and finish her artwork. Maybe she could take a little longer of a break, mingle a little bit. She knew she needed some time talking with other ponies. Not like she could use anymore friends, but hey, the more the merrier. Arty paid close attention to Silver's face, as it seemed to soften a little. He seemed to be more relaxed, more gentle. She was glad to see his stubborn face release itself. It was good he felt comfortable, to Arty at least. She could go somewhere with comfortable. He seemed to go into his shell though, as the air got cooler and the mood seemed to change from playful to awkward. Arty didn't like that feeling, and she didn't feel like Canterlot's beauty should be left at an odd stance. The mare trotted, or limped, over to Silver and sat by him, purposely brushing up close by him. "Hey now, why don't we all go to that bar? I'm famished, and I think some socialization will do all of us justice."
  6. Alizarin's body tingled when the shy yellow Pegasus told her off about the squirrel. Honestly, the mare wasn't expecting such a harsh reaction. Ali didn't know Fluttershy too well, so it caught her off guard when she yelled at her. Of course though, the mare got defensive quickly and shot back at her. "Like we knew it was some rodent stalkin' us. That thing was creepin' at us, knowin' there's some darn monster in this forest!" After getting that off her chest, the farm pony backed away and rolled her eyes, right before the large thundering sound came about. She held her own, almost falling, as the group stumbled. Their reactions were quick though, but Ali strongly disagreed with their actions. Not because what they're doing was too naïve, but because Ali didn't know exactly what was out there. It was a dark forest, filled with mysterious dangers, apparently, that no pony even had the slightest idea about. Not a shocker that the adventurous ponies took action as fast as possible, and Ali was just there standing, with only Sombra left. She opened her peach mouth to speak, staring right into the deep, dark forest. It felt like there were a million shadows staring at her, wanting her to join in too, like some friendly gathering. This feeling wasn't friendly though. It felt like the forest had malicious intent, like the forest was ready to eat any pony alive. It wanted anything weak to join it's forces and become stronger, something that was easy to persuade.. easy to take over. Ali wasn't that weak thing the forest was looking for. Even though the trees stood over her like intimidating monsters, she wasn't weak enough to bow down to them. And once it clicked, she knew the rest of the group wasn't weak either. "Ah know they seem very dumb right now, but Ah think we gotta check this business out with 'em." She looked at Sombra as she talked, motioning her head towards the darkly lit trees. She couldn't fly like Fire Walker or Fluttershy, but she could catch up with Apple Bloom. "Now, Ah can't see a lickin' thing out there, so we gotta get some light started." With one swift motion, the grumpy mare grabbed a large candle from her tent and brought it over to the fire, quickly lighting it up. "C'mon, let's get goin' fast. Ah trust ya', just follow me." The mare took off into the darkness, hopefully being followed by Sombra, as the duo ran though the dirt path that the loud sound came from. It didn't take long until they met up with Apple Bloom, who seemed to be still running. "Ah got some light. You find anythin' yet?"
  7. Daze scoffed at the little dragon's answer. The Pegasus knew for a fact ghosts and scary ghouls and such were real! She has had a million encounters with those things. Ever sinceShe she was little, she saw little creepy things chilling out in her closet, ready to take her away in some vortex that shot out of the back.. maybe that was her little filly imagination, but this was Equestria. There was weird magic and horror inducing sights everywhere. Thinking about her answer, Daze shot back with, "Ha! Trust me, little dude. My old house back then, when I was probably your age, there were creepy little instances that happened every so often. That house was haunted, bro." She shivered dramatically. "Like one night, me and my twin sister were sleeping, and we heard this crazy loud sound. I was the first to get up, but she followed by a close second. She opened the closet door with her magic or whatever, and there was a fat hole just chillin' there at the end. And we swore we'd never see the hole. Then a creepy little eyeball became visible, and lemme tell you, we never screamed louder." She quickly laughed, thinking about the memory still kinda freaked her out. "I remember my dad came flying in with a bat, but the little eyeball was gone. I slept in their room for weeks." She then shrugged, looking at the dragon. "But hey, you're tough anyway." Daze paid her part of the bill and looked back at her two friends. "I like your thinkin', Thrill! Let's get a move on so we don't burn daylight." The Pegasus tipped the waiter, then flew out of the restaurant. "So, you know the address of this place?"
  8. Arty was starting to like this guy. Like- really like this guy. He wasn't stale like most guards, he was handsome, had a very sweet tone to him, and was rather charming, like a prince. How odd it was that she happened to stumble upon him. It just happened she needed a small break from her painting, and boom, he was right there in the flesh. A guard, who she presumed was quite the lady's man. How was there not a million mares standing in line for him? The artist could strongly relate to that though. She just had that vibe, a really attractive vibe. She wasn't no stranger to romantic encounters, or anything more than that. The sad thing was, she wasn't the type to stick around. The purple unicorn watched his movements, as she raised her eyebrows slightly in amazement. "I dab in a little reading too. Nothing really extraordinary, but nothing bland either." She watched him think for a second, as she stood softly to the side. "I simply talk to everypony, about everything. Whether it's about why the night sky is so gorgeous, or about a little earthworm that crawls in the dirt. Really, everything." Arty paused, thinking for a second about the second question. "Oh- you must have been mistakin', baby. I work throughout the daylight and into the moonlight. I don't stop until my work is to be finished." She finally sat down, looking up at the night. It was quiet for a moment, but it wasn't awkward. It was sweet silence, the kind that was comfortable and just. Just slightly there were crickets in the background, humming and chirping. The sound relaxed the unicorn, and made her smile gently. The she heard the stallion talk again, and she perked up to listen. "I completely understand, sweetheart. It's hard work. Poor handsome stallions like you deserve somepony to talk to." She couldn't help but flirt with him. "Most need social interactions to survive. A couple out there can find a way to be introverts and live, but there's something about talking to somepony that makes their hearts seem full." Suddenly, she heard a pony fly on over to them. The sudden change of atmosphere startled the mare, and she swiftly got up. "Cantorlot is rather astonishing at night." Arty watched as her new friend confronted the other stallion, which made her step back. She then opened her mouth to speak, "No need to be confused. He just wanted to drop in and greet us." She walked over to him with a friendly smile. "Pleased to meet you, baby. I'm Street Art, but you can call me whatever your heart desires." There was a small wink at the end of her sentence, as she confidently stood. "And this here is.." she stopped, realizing she actually never met this fine stallion's name.
  9. When she heard the commotion outside the locker room, the yellow mare couldn't help but jump about in excitement. Finally the kids showed up! Now she had somepony to talk to, and share her thoughts to, and teach the little fillies how to play some good soccer! Long Shot couldn't wait to start, she already had everything planned accordingly. The rules she was going to share, the drills, the playing time! The brightly colored pony couldn't contain her energy, she couldn't reel in her calm, justified, game-time part of her. No, Shot could only fish in her hyper-active personality. The soccer star opened the locker room door with her papers in her mouth. She looked around, spotting the group of fillies, and one stallion, who stood at the opening of the field. Her eyes widened, as a large smile appeared on her face. She immediately dropped the papers, trotting, or more like running, over to them like a little filly entering a candy shop. Oh, and weren't the kids the sweetest she's seen. Shot made it over, grinning like a mad man and opening her mouth to speak. "Hello everypony! Welcome to the camp! I'm so happy you all have made it!" Her voice was enthusiastic, eager to get the ponies in a positive outlook. "I'm Long Shot, the main coach here. I'm so very excited to meet all of you silly fillies!" She then looked at Thunderlane, and she turned rapidly towards him. "Ah! I'm so glad you made it, bud!" She ran over to him, giving him a little rub on the head with her hoof. "I'm sure you all know Thunderlane! He's actually a Wonderbolt, but he'll be helping coach the camp with me." She trotted back to the group of kids, setting herself aside and letting them go onto the field. "C'mon everypony! Try your likes on the field, and I'll show you all the guidelines and such so we can get started. No time to waste!" Shot let everypony walk in front of her, as she closed the gate and grabbed her sheets of paper. Soon she was on the field with the others, grabbing the ball bag and tossing the balls at them. "First, I need everypony to grab a ball, then make a circle!" The mare grabbed a ball herself, rolling it in front of her. "We're gonna start off simple! Let's get to know each other just in case there's some strangers-" she paused, preforming a large smile. "So, say your name and.. your most favorite thing to do! Like as a hobby! I'll go first! My name is Long Shot, and my favorite thing to do is play soccer!"
  10. Daze thought for a second, which was a really short second because she normally drank coconut milk instead of regular milk anyway. Well, she didn't actually drink it like water, but she'd have it with her cereal or make it with hot chocolate. Really, anything that had to use milk, she used a substitute for it. Whether it be coconut milk, almond milk, whatever other milk there is made out there she'd use. "Psh, coconut milk will be just fine." "I honestly wanna go to all of those. Dude, just finding some weirdo ghosts- or witches- or witch ghosts!" Daze was smiling a heap load, the idea of this 'ghost hunting' thing really excited the Pegasus. She could imagine finding the ghosts in some haunted museum, then getting all the praise when she caught them. Then, she'd be a famous ghost tracker. Or, she was just totally full of herself and just wanted some attention. Either way, it seemed fun. "I don't care where we go, I just want to find some scary stuff." As the bill was placed on the table, the athlete immediately took it for a look. "I mean, it's not as expensive as I thought. The bread was totally my fault though." She took out some bits, ready to pay for her food. She thought it would be rude if she didn't pay for the stuff she consumed, since she's the one who had the problem.
  11. Arty watched has her charm interrupted the stallion's stone cold demeanor. There it was, that smile she was looking for. She had a feeling he wasn't all solid with one emotion. He had to have something else to bring to the table, and he sure did. The young mare couldn't help but smile again back, or, keep her smirk but make it a little wider. She watched as he adjusted his scarf, which looked rather attractive on him. "My leg was a simple birth effect, honey. The only thing rather frustrating was learning to walk." She raised her eyebrow curiously, as her gaze was locked on his eye patch. She couldn't help but stare at the stallion, not creepily, just trying to absorb anything that struck out to her. His eye, the way he looked, his job. She normally did this with everypony she meets, rather it be a fan or just a friend. Arty was weird like that, but she was too curious to not. She had to answer her own questions, or else her itch would never be scratched. The mare had enough confidence to get anything she needed, whether it be doing something embarrassing or awkward. She never really thought ponies could hate her, she had enough charm to take over anypony's brain. As such, she wondered if she was in his mind, and if he was there with her. The purple mare let out a rather attractive chuckle when he winked, which she just barely caught. "Curious to get to know me, aren't 'ya?" Her voice was 100% teasing at this point. She liked to play her little games. "Ha, I'm just out getting a snack, maybe a candle or two. Just to finish my work." He began to ramble, and she just looked at him cutely. "Baby, I got magic, but I don't study it. Levitation is 'bout the only thing I know." As so, she picked up her shady cloak with her magic, her horn glowing a bright pinkish-purple. In the Canterlot's darkness, her magic could be seen from a mile away. It was an astonishing color, and matched her suave personality easily. What he said about the books got her mind in a jumble. Books? "What literature do you got your nose in?" It was a simple question, and she really wanted to know. She felt him pace around her, which didn't really phase her at all. Most ponies did that to her when she was in a conversation. Arty kind of giggled at his answer, but not like a childish one. Quite the opposite. "Well, sir, I'm glad we have ponies like you around this quaint city. You seem to have a level head and loyal companionship. We can all truly trust you." She smiled politely. "I'm usually off in my own world, so I don't find myself acknowledging others, unless I want to." She watched him look up at moon, which made her trot towards the fountain, with the customers from the bar laughing in the distance.
  12. Arty kept her pink eyes down the street, making sure she knew her surroundings. Sure, she'd walked these parts many of times, but it looked a little different in the dark. A little strange. Maybe a little spooky, but the moon gave her enough light to make her way around. That was a feat in itself, as she had to adapt to the paths made of different materials. On gravel, she had to watch the ground. If she stepped wrong with her one front hoof, her face would be on the ground. On the streets, she could keep her sight ahead, but she had to be wary of small stones and sticks that could've fallen from trees. That could end in the same fate. So, the purple unicorn watched the roads as she neared a light post next to a small bar. The bar seemed to be packed with a lot of different ponies, having the times of their lives. Their drunken laughs and giggles escaped the window cracks. The artist was glad ponies were having fun on this gorgeous night. Maybe she needed to loosen up a bit, have some fun once and a while, stop working for a little bit. Of course, that would never happen. She knew how it felt to be overworked, and she knew when it was a good time to take a break. The confident young mare walked slow, taking in her environment, which was quite cheerful. She couldn't help but keep a smile on her face when she suddenly heard something from behind her. Somepony talking to themselves? Her ear twitched, forcing her to curiously turn around. Pink eyes were met with one gold eye, and Arty cracked a little smirk. The first thing she noted in her head was the eye patch, something she rather rarely sees. It probably wasn't as rare as she thought though, there were many brave ponies here. Like the royal guards. His voice sounded so sweet to her, soothing, something that made her cock an eyebrow. He was confident, yet kind of subtle. "I'm perfectly fine, baby." Her voice matched his in confidence and smoothness, but hers had a little more tease. Arty thought for a quick second. Her horn lit up and her cloak lifted off of her, revealing her painted body. Most importantly, her missing leg. "Nothing to be fretting about." The mare was looking forward to seeing his reaction, and couldn't help but notice his curious look, so she kept her smirk. With the flick of her tongue, she responded smoothly, "A guard you presume? That explains your patch, honey." She looked at him with soft eyes, which could really melt anypony who was soft enough. "From what I heard, it takes a lot of hard work and dedication to protect all these citizens, hm? I'm exceptionally grateful to have you take the time and keep us safe." Arty was pretty much flirting with him now, which was kind of instinct on her part. He was handsome, kind to check if she was okay, and had a nice feel to him. The only thing putting her off was his serious look. She was mostly curious by him.
  13. The sun was going down fast, maybe a little too fast. The sky was darkening quickly, which either meant pony's were just now getting off work, scurrying home, or just starting work. There were a couple ponies out there who took in night shifts. Most didn't know how they could do it, as sleep was important to most beings out there. They either slept all day, or were just night owls. Maybe they were secretly nocturnal, and they could only response in the dark. Whatever that may be, Street Art was actually none of the above. The sassy unicorn put her heart and soul into everything she did. Like everything. So, she worked literally all day and night. So, whether it was trying to get somepony to fall for her, or getting her marvelous work done on time without any fuss. She was talented in both of those regions. Arty used those things to her advantage. The purple mare was suave, confident, flirty, and had a huge, talented, artistic family that ranged across Equestria. Manehatten and Canterlot were really the main cities that Arty was known for. Canterlot had to be her favorite though. There was something about the cobble stone paths that struck out the beauty in the quaint city, or maybe all the richly built houses and shops that scattered down every street. There was so much potential, so much to take in. Arty never had a lack of inspiration here. So, the three legged mare was stuck painting on a large wall in an alley way, a commission somepony asked her to do. She was getting big bucks for this one, so of course she accepted the offer. He wanted something breathtaking, something that represented the gorgeous city in itself. He wanted something bright and colorful, yet busy and a perfect representation of the famously known capital. Arty had a light bulb, striking some inspiration immediately as the sun came up that morning. The sun. The blissful, most inspiring star in the whole world. She noted the moon as well, and the picture in her head made her smile immensely. The beanie wearing artist took the liberty to paint the wall according to her own plans, which meant not stopping until it was finished. The young mare was at it for almost 11 hours. She was covered in paint, her eyes hurt, and it was already dark. The only light she got was from Luna's moon, but she wasn't complaining. That was what made Canterlot so special. They had the rulers of Equestria taking their time to take care of their subjects below. Arty had to thank Luna for the little light, or she wouldn't be able to see at all. She was probably a 3rd of the way done, which satisfied the artist. Though she was at a dark part in her painting, it was harder to see. Arty stood up, put her paint down, and looked at her painting closely. It was way too hard to see at this point, and a little too quiet for her taste to be working. Maybe it was time for a little break, get a quick snack and maybe find a light. She thought to herself, and decided it was a good idea. The mare put a little black cloak on, not really wanting to be bombarded with questions from fans as she was already kind of tired. I mean, it wouldn't bother her, she liked the attention. She just wanted her work done. She moved into the open, paint all over her body, and she trotted, or more like limped, down the street. She was moving slow, kind of humming to herself. Canterlot's night was soothing and quiet, even when she heard an owl talking in the distance. Then somepony humming. Some friends laughing. She was on the move now, though, limping with her black cloak around her head and body, not really noticeable in the darkness of the breathtaking sight of Canterlot.
  14. Sounds good! You just using him, or both him and Sweetie? Just in case I need to change my post
  15. It was quite a beautiful bright morning as the sun shone warmly on the soccer field down in Canterlot. There was no wind, no rain, just the sun and a couple clouds sprinkled across the sky. You'd think the mornings would be colder, especially at this early in the morning, but it was warm. The field was clean, no hay or trash was covered on it. The bleachers looked spotless themselves. It was a perfect day to have the annual kids camp that happened once a year. The turf was warm, and it smelled like home. Well, to Long Shot. She basically lived and breathed on this field. She was on it everyday. The yellow mare was ecstatic to share her field and wisdom with the young ones. It really was her favorite time of year, so of course she was already there at like, 5:00am trying to get everything in tip top shape. A few hours past since then, and she was just shooting around normally like she would do to warm up. The mare always had a large grin on her face. Shot was always so happy, and excited, and well, any positive emotion possible. She was one happy-go-lucky girl. The earth pony had her Canterlot uniform on. Her white jersey with her famous number '13' was on the front, as her bright blue shorts supported her on the back. It was kinda mandatory to wear her uniform to get other ponies interested in the team. It was better to start young, which is what the camp was for. Shot always had to run it too, because she was, or probably, is the most famous soccer player out there, taking on her dad's legacy. Her dad's name was actually the name of the field. Shot sure looked up to her dad. Anyways, the anticipation was killing Shot at this point, and she opened the field to let the younglings in. She was like, 15 minutes early, but maybe a couple fillies or colts were early birds like her. So, Shot left the gate open and went inside the locker room really quick to grab her list of kids who signed up. It would probably be smart to look over the kid's names, so she could get an idea of who was coming over. The list read: 1. Sweetie Belle 2. Echo 3. Rosemarey 4. Wind Walker A couple of those names sounded familiar to the famous athlete, which made her even more excited. She had a nice idea of who was coming out, the only thing that got her a little down was the significantly less participants from last year. But she shrugged it off, and smiled again. She knew there would be more one-on-one time, which was totally fine in her book. Shot thought for a second though, knowing somepony else was supposed to be helping her out with the kids. A large grin appeared on her face, as she remembered. The mare then heard somepony walk through the gate...
  16. Alizarin wasn't scared. Of course not. It was just a little creature chillin' behind some bushes, makin' their way towards- what they probably smelled- which was food on their campsite. The eyes sure looked creepy though, especially when all the ponies stood there glancing around it. Their shadows made the eyes glow brighter, and Ali kind of got chills. She wasn't scared though. No way. The short farmer was probably the bravest one here. Totally. 100%. She was the leader after all. Ali had a different way of approaching the animal. She really just stood there, staring at it with curious, yet, menacing eyes. Everypony, besides Sombra, was talkin' to it like it was a little puppy or somethin'. It kind of threw Ali off. Fluttershy said something about it not being a good idea talkin' to a stranger in the middle of the woods, and Ali completely agreed with that statement, surprisingly. "Ah agree with Fluttershy. We have no idea what that darn creature is, and y'all are fussin' over it like it's your friend." The farm girl was not convinced with the group's actions towards the creature. Yet, the animal kept sitting there, looking at them. The earth pony finally got the courage to step in front of everypony and stare it down. The eyes were smaller than a large cat, or dog, or whatever animal bigger than a house cat. She noticed that when she got closer to it. She understood why everypony was talking to it now, and just huffed and stepped closer to it. For the first time, the little creature moved, kind of violently, jumping right in front of Ali. The mare jumped back out of shock, almost hitting Fire Walker and Apple Bloom. "Ah!" What stood there, was a little fluffy squirrel. Ali frowned, kind of embarrassed from being scared over a little rodent. The little animal just stared at the group, cleaning it's ears and fluffing up it's tail. Ali was mad now, her face turning a little red and she trotted to the squirrel, ready to start yelling at it. "Dumb squirrel! You know there's some creature takin' little rodents like you? Whatcha' thinkin'? If there even is a creature takin' animals." The little animal just stared at her, showing it's cute little eyes and tilting it's head. Ali growled, finally stepping back and pouting. Too bad the drink she had didn't kick in yet. Suddenly, a large shake hit the ground, making Ali fall over. She was kinda done getting thrown around emotionally and physically. They weren't even in the forest for a long time and there was already stuff happening to them. "Lemme guess, there is an entire squirrel army taking down the missing animals?" Ali was just joking, but the ground shook again. Something big was coming for them, but slowly. Then there was a yelp, probably a half a mile away from them. It was loud though, very loud.
  17. I sure hope so szahli haha. It would be nice to have you back ^^ And awesome! I’m glad Wind Walker will be joining! Pets are allowed
  18. I'm so glad you like it!! That makes me very happy You're very welcome! Thank you! You're too kind haha
  19. This RP should begin sometime this weekend when I got time. Thank you all for joining! I'll let y'all know when the first post is up.
  20. Okay, I've finished! Pleaaaasssee let me know if you need anything changed! I changed his mane and tail a little bit from the pony creator so he could look more himself^^ Here's a link to download him I also went ahead and drew his cutie mark! Just in case you wanna commission someone haha. Here's the link for that too Once again, let me know if anything needs to be changed!
  21. You're very welcome! And it's no biggie, I get these done quick. I ain't doin' nothin' anyways haha.
  22. "Yeah- yeah-, I'll take those rice ball thingies. Maybe seven of them. My tongue is still throbbing." Daze stuck out her tongue as it pounded, pouting at her oversized muscle. The Pegasus was really just a puppy. She get's into trouble, cries about it, then get's back to playing like nothing happened. She was an odd cupcake. As she waited for her desert, she continued sipping on some water with kinda cooled her gums. Not her tongue though. It was better than nothing. Talking seemed to keep her mind off of her oven mouth. "I literally have no idea what we can do. Somethin' fun though. Skydiving? Mountain climbing? Swimming with sharks?" Maybe that was a little too extreme, especially for the little dragon who joined their group. Too bad though, Daze would have a blast with all the thrill. Something made Daze's ear's perk up when Thrilly gave her examples. "A haunted book store? Uh- that sounds so cool." The mare grinned largely, as her rice balls made it to the table sooner than she thought. "That literally sounds like an absolute blast- blasting some ghosts, fighting evil entities. Ha! I bet little 'ol 'Knife' would have a swell time too."
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