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Flaire could see Spike's reputation for letting the Crystal Empire get to his head, just in Rarity's reaction to his praise. He decided that was enough ego building for the day. He was just excited to have met not one, but two pon- er creatures he admired in one day. Though he was happy to note that he'd refrained from such boasting this time around, that would've been embarrassing for both of them. He bowed gracefully to Rarity as she excused herself "It was a pleasure meeting you, Rarity. I hope we will get more time to chat another time when it's not so late." He would've asked her to keep along, but it was apparent that her expertise was needed elsewhere, and he didn't want to keep her from her friends. "Thank you, Spike, for offering me a hoo- uh claw, tonight. I really appreciate it." He smiled warmly at the dragon. When they'd arrived at the press, he apologized to the staff for bringing such a late job, and offered to pay extra for keeping them later than usual. When they'd collected the posters safely in Falire's saddlebag, Spike had asked about his other to-dos. "Well, let's see." He looked over his list one more time, and recounted it to Spike. "Well we need some grease for a squeaky wheel, makeup for our actors, we use a lot of that. Some food, we usually just get oats, but I hear Ponyville has the premiere apple orchard of Equestria, so we can't exactly go without some of those apples." He winked "We need some minor costume adjustments, but I'll be taking care of that with Rarity in the morning, and some real beds would be spectacular, so if you know of a hotel, in Ponyville, That would be really helpful." he chuckled "We don't need to get everything done in one night, tho, so just whatever can still be done tonight, and if you point out where the other things are, I can take care of them tomorrow." He hated being such a burden on anypony, especially somecreature as readily helpful and selfless as Spike. He kind of felt like he was taking advantage, and he didn't like that. But, he did need help, and he was grateful that there was somepony willing to point him in the right direction. He gave Spike one of his signature friendly smiles, and said "I really appreciate your willingness to be so helpful to somepony you only just met. It speaks volumes to your character." Flaire remembered he'd decided earlier to lay off the butter, and silently chastised himself for forgetting.

Okie dokie.

Well, you know what they say. practice makes perfect. Remember that if at any time, you feel like the rules in WoE (World of Equestria) are a little out of reach because of your being out of practice, the FFA (Free For All) section is much more lax, and you can use it to get yourself back into the swing of things. If you like, you can pm me and we can discuss an rp to help you hone your craft. Another thing that helps is to read novels or other WoE rps. When you get used to reading good writing, it makes writing it come more naturally.

Lilly Quille Roleplay Type: WoE Name: Lilly Quille Sex: Mare Age: Young Mare Species: Unicorn Eye colour: blue Coat: pink Mane/Tail: purple Physique: Average Residence: Nomadic, currently stopped in Ponyville. (Tour d'Equestria) Occupation: Actor in the Tour d'Equestria travelling theatre. Also their resident artist. Cutie Mark: A quill topped with a lilly drawing a golden ratio spiral Unique Traits: Lilly is a highly talented artist and visual designer. She is also a pretty talented actor. History: Lilly was born and raised in Roam, Itaily. She grew up in a house-full of pasta chefs. Everypony was just so into the family business. She didn't know what she wanted to do, but the thought of making pasta just didn't really appeal to her. Her mama always told her whatever she ends up doing, she should always follow her heart. She loved her mama more than anything in Equestria. One day, she was watching the family restaurant from outside, just sketching in her sketchbook, she was drawing the restaurant with ponies going to and fro. She loved drawing. It set her mind free to wander, without worrying about who she wanted to become. While she was drawing, a pony came up behind her, and exclaimed in a heavy French accent "You have quite ze talented horn, non?" she looked and saw a young, blue stallion. He introduced himself as Stage Lights. He said he was looking for volunteers to audition in his play. And he added that he needed an artist to draw up some flyers to spread the word. Adding "I know talent when I see it, little filly, and you have have it in spades!" So she drew him a poster to have copied at a printing press to spread the word about his auditions. While she drew, she felt the most joy she'd ever felt knowing that ponies really appreciated her work. Just then, her cutie mark appeared on her flank, and Stage, who'd been watching said "Hon, hon, I told you, did I not? I am never wrong about these things. Now go. Show your mama. I am certain she will be ecstatic." She ran home and showed her mama her new cutie mark. Later, Stage Lights was still in town, putting on plays with his newly auditioned actors, and Lilly was helping with some of the art. She loved drawing for Stage's theatre, but she also loved watching the plays. One day, Stage asked her if she wanted to play a little filly character. She did. Lilly was okay, at first, but with Stage's help, she grew into a very talented actor relatively quick. One day, Stage told her he was planning to move on to the next town. He said "It has been fun, in Roam, get me right. But my dream is to travel Equestria. I will be back, someday, do not worry. You could come with me, if that is your desire? It would be good to have some actors to travel with that are already experienced." She talked with her mama saying she loved acting in the plays at the Tour d'Equestria, and drawing for Stage Lights, but she didn't know if she should go. Her mama just laughed "It sounds like your mind is already made up, Lilly. You love acting and drawing for this pony from Prance, don't you? Have I not told you to always follow your heart?" she'd questioned. Lilly packed up, kissed her mama goodbye, and went with Stage Lights on his trek across Equestria. Learning and growing on the way. She met lots of new ponies, but always remembers her home and her mama who she loves and writes to often. Character Personality: Lilly is a sweet and kind mare who cares deeply for her Tour d'Equestria family. She would do anything for each and every one of them. More than that, tho, she loves her mama. She writes to her every week. Character Summary: Lilly Quille is a talented artist and actor from Itaily who loves deeply and cares genuinely. She loves her adopted family, and her mama more than anything. Pics:

Magic Sight There is only one recorded instance of somepony having the Magic Sight condition. Thousands of years ago, long before the reign of the sisters, a unicorn was born blind, but developed an alternate sight. He claimed to be able to see magic. Not much is known about him except that he couldn't see what most ponies saw, but saw differently. He saw enough to function, and claimed to see some things others could not. He was written off as a madpony, and only mentioned briefly in history. He could not read or write due to his affliction, so he never wrote about his condition. Most knowledge of it was lost to time. Nowadays, there's another pony who has the same condition. Tho she's not well known. What's known about her condition (mostly by her since she doesn't have anyone else doing research or experiments) is still fairly limited, but I'll give a sneak peek into what is true but unknown (after I say what she knows). As far as Myth knows, she is the only pony alive with this condition. She does not see light and color like most ponies. Anything that relies on that, she cannot see (like images and words on paper, or painted billboards and such). Magic doesn't always make the exact shape of what it's in. It's often more fuzzy or holds shapes outside of the thing (like the magic of a lost limb might still be present, for instance). Magic has qualities hard to describe to regular sighted ponies. but mostly, she settles on relating it to color (although it's vastly different (which she notes)) Her sight can allow her to see many things invisible to others. Like dreams. She can't tell what ponies are dreaming, but she can see them drifting about, and can even tell when Princess Luna enters one. She can also see the difference between who's magic she's seeing and what kind of magic it is. Down to the spell being cast (tho she'd have to have seen it before to know what spell it was). She can see how much matter magic is holding things together, or in other words how dense it is. A pile of mud and a pile old rotten apples (all the life magic faded) would look the same. Each pony has their own, entirely unique "color" of life magic, tho families have enough similarity for her see. Also when another pony is important enough to somepony, she can see it in their love/friendship magic. The things unknown to Myth that are true about Magic Sight are The capacity for magic sight is rare, very few are born with it. Even those who are may never know it, for it only can be used if the pony is also born blind. It is weaker than regular sight, so if the pony can see light, she won't be able to see magic because she's gotten used to seeing light.and after seeing light, magic sight will never make sense to a pony's mind, and so it will be ignored subconsciously. This makes the ability to actually see and comprehend magic incredibly rare. The pony from olden times was not the first pony to have the condition. In even more ancient times, there were others, but there is no record of them. There have times when more than one had it at the same time. The most at once was four. They were regarded as shamen in their ancient ancient tribe. However this was before recorded history, so there is nopony who knows about this. Today, there is a chance, however small, that there could be one or two others with this condition. (btw, yes, that last sentence was an invitaion. If you're interested in making a character with magic sight, just make sure there aren't too many already, and just adhere to what I've written here. Also, I would love to see your characters, so don't forget to PM me a link) [Edit] Here's my Magic Sight character, Mythic Vision, for reference if you're interested.

Love Magic All creatures have love magic. Love magic is given with varying degrees of readiness. Some creatures may feel a longing for love magic. It is an essential part of life. When a creature is starved of love, it can change them. Over long time periods, it can even cause them to physically change as a species. The changelings being a prime example. Friendship is one of the forms love magic can take. Touted as "the most powerful magic of all". Love magic is the only magic that can consistently dispel dark magic without fail. It is what imbues the elements of harmony, and tree of harmony. As well as the castle of friendship and its map. Love magic can be imbued upon any other kind of magic except dark magic. The two cannot exist together. They may vie for control of a body, but will never occupy the same space. In fact, dark magic can be looked at as an absence of love magic, tho it's not the same thing, it is similar.

Flaire smiled and took the prizes "Well I'm not sure what a 'Zap Apple' is, but judging from the smells coming from your booth, I'm sure it's fantastic!" He gave the curious confection a bit of a sniff, smiled, and took a small bite, wanting to leave a bit for later. The flavor that filled his mouth was nothing short of amazing! He'd never tasted something so vibrant and shocking. He was amazed at how much flavor could be packed into such a tiny morsel. He couldn't resist chomping down the rest of the apple. "That. Was. Simply amazing!" he beamed "I have to know where I can get more of these apples! I've never tasted anything like it! You've got me sold!" He overheard the mention of Babs being a hairdresser, and he smiled "A hairdresser, eh?" He chuckled "I'm sure stage is gonna need one after he finally gets his mane clean. That stallion fusses over his mane so much, you'd think his talent was mane styling." He laughed. When the new pony came in and greeted Apple Bloom, Flaire smiled. He could see this colt's crush from a mile away. He didn't do a great job at hiding it. Sometimes, he wished he had somepony he could feel that way about, but he was content with the Theatre. He decided he'd let him do his best with the object of his affection. He still had three more rings he paid to toss, but honestly, the one apple was well worth more than both bits, so he left his rings on the stand and said. "Sorry, I'll have to go early. I'll definitely be finding your farm, later, tho, Apple Bloom. These apples are well worth a trip. I'll leave you guys to it, shall I?" He winked a wink at the colt that said "go get 'em, Tiger" and made his way back to the caravan. ((sorry, I'd do a better job, but I'm kinda busy irl, rn, and I get real nervous about rping with lots of characters at once. ))

Dark Magic The magic of fear and hatred. Dark Magic is very powerful and hard to control. It consumes those who try to harness it, and all in its path. It is surpassed only by the magic of friendship. Its direct opposite.

Chaos Magic Chaos Magic breaks all the rules. It takes many forms. It can imitate other magics. or it can be an entirely new magic unlike anything else. It creates things where there weren't any, it alters the way that reality behaves, it even creates dimensions of space-time. Only one being is known to possess significant amounts of Chaos Magic, and he is himself created by it. Chaos Magic is believed to be the origin of all other magics and subsequently the origin of everything. The oldest and second most powerful magic.

Matter Magic The basic elements are held together with matter magic. Matter Magic is a very basic kind of magic that just holds things together. It's one of the easiest kinds of magic for a unicorn to manipulate. Manipulating this magic can levitate objects, push, pull or squish things or, with more difficulty, teleport.

Celestial Magic Celestial Magic, or the magic of the sun, moon, and stars is a very powerful kind of magic that is not accessible to most creatures. It resides in the heavens, above the sky, and into space. The celestial bodies are made up of celestial magic. Celestial magic can sometimes affect the other magics in some ways. Sometimes is very minor or even unnoticeable. Sometimes, it has effects felt the world over. Only two ponies are known to possess the ability to manipulate Celestial magic to a significant degree. Both are very powerful alicorns, and can only control one type. The sun for one, the moon for the other. The sun provides the energy for life magic, and the light necessary for ponies to see. The moon presides over the night, and guides dreams to their destinations, and it rejuvenates tired magic. The magic of the moon also reflects light from the sun when it's not visible. The stars hold powerful magic that amplify other magics. They are constantly present, but more visible at night.

The Magic of Sky, Weather, and Air. Clouds are made of water, right? They are simply clumps of vaporous water. That's only half true. Clouds are made of water held together with magic. The magic that holds them together is that of Sky, weather, and air. The magic that holds together clouds, creates rain and snow, and can hold other things in the sky. Pegasi can control this magic with their wings and hooves. They feel they are controlling the clouds, but don't often realise it is the magic they control. They have an innate ability to interact with the sky magic as a solid object if so chosen. Standing on clouds like they're solid ground. Like the Earth Ponies and their magic, this happens without having to think about it. however, they can will it not to happen or manipulate the magic in different ways with intention. Again, unicorns can cast spells that manipulate Sky magic, but it does not come naturally like it does for pegasi. Alicorns, however, do possess the same innate abilities that pegasi do. Mind Magic (I forgot to add a comment for this, so I'm putting it in here. I'm still thinking about how this one works, and I may change it completely, idk)

The Magic of Life and the Earth All life, plants and creatures alike, contains this magic. It is what gives life to all things. The trees, the crops, the animals and even the soil. This is the second most abundant magic after matter magic. It gives things a spark that is otherwise just not there. Earth Ponies have an innate ability to manipulate this magic without thinking about it. When they till the earth, they imbue the soil with their own life force. In essence, the plants grown there are a part of them. They give of themselves to make it happen. A very spiritually in tune being will be able to feel, in a plant, the spirit of the pony who planted it. This is an ability specific to Earth Ponies, and difficult for even unicorns to achieve. Aside from Earth Ponies, only Alicorns can do this innately. This magic is very free-willed and generally has a flowing nature. It responds well to many kinds of stimuli, including sound, vibrations, and light. It is mysterious in many ways, and doesn't like to be contained. It always finds a way to persist.

(if you have any questions or comments, feel free to PM me. If needed, I can always edit what I have or add what I don't) The Basic Theory of Magic and how it works in daily Equestrian life A perpetual work in progress by Kaitlyn "Kaity Kat" Johnson This thread will be composed of a preface in the main post, and replies for each main category followed by a bit on so-called "magic sight". Be warned. This may get to egg-head levels of pedantry. It's also not generally useful. So it's really up to you if you're interested. Anywho, have fun reading or not. Preface: Magic is a very strange thing. It's fickle in some ways, and it's structured in others. Sometimes, it seems to have a mind of its own. It is probably one of the most complex things in all Equestria, and the lands beyond. That said, it can be broken down into a few categories. Each of these categories can be further broken down, and so forth. There is: The magic of life, and the earth. The magic of the sky, weather, and air. The magic of the mind and the ethereal. Celestial magic Matter magic The magic of chaos and dark magic. These categories are present in all things, and all creatures. Some creatures have more access to some categories than other creatures, but there is not a creature alive that doesn't have some magic. The creatures best known for possessing powerful magic reside in the land known by its inhabitants as Equestria. They are the ponies. Three main races of ponies exist, each with their own main source of magic. The earth ponies are the race with the lowest noticeable magic. Their most powerful magic is that of life and the earth. Earth Ponies can use this magic with limited effect, and it happens innately without intention. The pegasi have more control over their magic. With a little effort, they can use some sky magic to manipulate the weather. Part of their magic is a passive ability to interact with clouds. Unicorns have the most obvious magic. That of mind and the ethereal. Tho the magic unicorns possess is mostly intentional. It comes in the form of spells cast to manipulate the other forms of magic. Unicorn magic is the only magic to be readily visible when used. Showing as a thin aura of mist that surrounds what it affects. The hue is specific to the pony using it, but not necessarily unique.

whew! That was doosy. Never had to include a TL;DR in a character application anywhere before. lol Amway, I hope that's not too much, or anything. Just lemme know if I can improve anything, and I'll be on it.

Mythic Vision Roleplay Type: WoE Name: Mythic Vision Sex: Mare Age: Young mare Species: Unicorn Eye colour: Green with clouded pupils Coat: Light blue Mane/Tail: Lime green with grey Physique: Slightly smaller than normal, but average aside from that. Residence: Las Pegasus Occupation: Magic study (Sergeant Specialist at STAR) Cutie Mark: Eight long thin triangles in a sort of "poof" shape. Unique Traits: She is blind to the light. However, she has Magic Sight (explained in detail below). History: [This has been updated to better reflect her original backstory from before Canterlot.com] Mythic Vision was born blind. She lived in a dark world, afraid of everything. Having grown up in Canterlot, she came from a family who valued their social status above most all else. Her grandmother, Jeweled Vision, was very judgmental and looked down on her. Her parents didn't voice it much around her but they didn't agree with the family's unicorn-elitist history. When Myth came of the appropriate age, she was made to apply to Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns. It was expected of every member of the Vision family to be "an exemplary student" of the school. However Myth was at a disadvantage. Being blind, she never learned how to read or write, and another, more serious problem. She couldn't do magic. When she took her entrance exam, she failed miserably. She couldn't do the simplest magic for the practical exam, and she couldn't even take the written exam. It was also at around this time that she'd begun to get the beginnings of her sight. She started to see cloudy shapes that she barely knew how to distinguish. She hadn't yet had the chance to tell anypony when her grandmother came to visit. She was beyond disappointed in Myth's failure. Myth overheard her say the words "What good is a blind unicorn who can't do magic?" That was her final straw. She couldn't live with this family any longer. If they didn't want her blind, they couldn't have her seeing. So she ran away. Despite her disadvantages. Despite her fear of the world. Over time, her magic sight developed. She began to be able to discern more and more things, and she found that she loved magic. She loved to see the intricacies of how magic worked and she loved how it seemed to have a life all its own. She began to regard magic as her closest friend. It was what had gotten her through her toughest days and it was always there for her. It was one day while she'd been out on her own that she'd somehow been able to subconsciously cast an illusion spell to make herself invisible to avoid some thugs that were chasing her. When she'd gotten away, her vision was accosted by a brilliant flash from her flank. She was too worried about her pursuers noticing to realize she'd just gotten her cutie mark! When she did, however, she instantly forgot about her immediate problems for a while. Throughout her life she's studied magic closely and has loved nothing more than to be right there to see magical events and to study them and examine them. Character Personality: Easily excited, and slow to anger. She doesn't get mad or annoyed very easily, and she is not scared of much. She is obsessed with magic. She understands how things work on a magical level. Sometimes, this can come off as eccentric, she has her ways of doing things, and they make sense to her. Character Summary: Myth is a gifted unicorn who has a very unique condition. She cannot see light, how most ponies see. Instead, she sees magic. She can see the magic that makes things up. It's not as accurate as normal vision, but it has its perks. She studies magic, and is obsessed with it. Her perspective of the world is so different, sometimes, she can come off as eccentric, but there is a method to her madness. Magic Sight TL;DR: She can see some of the same things other ponies can, but not others. She also can see some things others cannot. Her effective "sight" is like poor eyesight, and no color or shades (like black vs white). Magic Sight is a condition so rare, only one pony was ever recorded to have had it. Sometime in the pre-celestia era. Not much was written, but it was obvious that this sight was both a blessing and a curse. The pony afflicted had no perception of light at all. Could not fully understand the concept of color. however, he was gifted with the unique ability to see magic. Not just the magic aura that surrounds a unicorn's horn when they cast spells, but all kinds of magic. Even that which holds the very matter of the world together. This unicorn didn't write anything himself, mostly because he couldn't read because reading required regular sight. Myth has the same sight this pony of olden times had. She sees what he saw. She can see some things other ponies can, but it looks very different to her. She doesn't see colors, and the magic doesn't always make very exact shapes. She can see vaguely pony-shaped clouds of life magic that move about. Each with their own distinct character. She can recognize you by your magic as well as your voice or smell. She can see the sun, moon and stars, as they are all made of pure magic. but again, they look very different. As does everything. There are many things she cannot see. She can't see pigments. Like paint on a billboard, or letters on a page. She can't see textures, or fine (even semi-fine) details. She knows nothing of colors the way you and I do. There are also things she can see that most ponies can't. Most ponies would not be able to imagine what she sees, because it is so entirely different. She can see what kind of magic it is. The magic of life and the earth, which Earth ponies have in abundance and resides in all kinds of life. The pegasus' sky magic which helps them fly and control the weather. Unicorns' mind magic which they use to cast spells. Cutie Mark magic has its own appearances, too. Each pony's magic is unique, and easily distinguishable. Also, the magic of matter. It holds things together and gives them their properties. This is much harder to distinguish apart. She can see the difference between densities, but that's about it. She also can, on occasion, see dream magic. At night, if she watches carefully, she can see ponies' dreams drifting about. She can certainly tell one dream from another, but because she's never known what a pony was dreaming, or had anything to compare them to, so she can't tell what they're dreaming. Although, every once in a while, she can see if it's a happy, sad, or scary dream (if the feeling is intense enough, she can feel it a little too when she focuses). She can even see when Luna has entered a dream. It burns brighter, and with Luna's magic. edit: The sharpness of her magic sight is nearsighted. If she can get things real up close, she can see more details, but at normal distance, she only gets very basic shapes. at longer distances, she sees very little except very large features like landmasses and large landmarks.

"Yes, exactly!" He exclaimed excitedly "As a result, I have quite an extensive library, at home. Some of it is completely unrelated things that I doubt I'll ever need. but hay. One can never have too many books, amirite?" Stellar was impressed with Tranquility's claim to be writing a book. He dreamed of one day writing a research book that became an industry reference remembered for years to come. He had to admit, he was very curious about their telepathy, and if he didn't think it would be unpleasant for them, he'd probably be tempted to experiment with them. Although, his specialty was more in the stars, his inquisitive mind still wanted to know more. "That's fascinating! To be able to communicate over large distances would be utterly incredible. You know, if you actually are interested in having somepony help you experiment with your telepathic abilities, I have a friend who is an expert with all kinds of magic." Stellar paused and cautioned "She's kind of obsessed, tho, so you'd have to be careful with her. But she has a very unique perspective that could be incredibly helpful, I think. Plus, she's a unicorn. Better suited for magic studies than a pegasus like me." He rubbed the back of his head and laughed. "We pegasi have our heads in the clouds, and I'm no exception." He laughed some more.

Flaire chuckled "Seems simple enough" he agreed. He gave the filly a couple of bits to get six rings to toss. He wasn't exactly confident in his ring tossing ability, but he sure wanted one of those tasty apples. He went ahead and tossed a ring at the apples, but it just bounced right off and back into his face. Flaire laughed "I knew I'd likely need more than a few goes." he smiled he concentrated hard and threw his second ring which sort of slipped right between a couple apples. "Third time's the charm?" he bargained with the ring. He looked intently asst the apples willing one of them to catch his ring, he reeled his hoof back and just before he tossed, he saw something that made him stifle a laugh, he lost hold of his ring and it flew up. The ring coasted down flipping in the air as if in slow motion. It bounced off one apple, then another before rolling to a stop around a third apple. Tho on accident, he'd managed to ring an apple! "Ha ha! I guess third time really is a charm!" he laughed. Then he called over to behind the cart where a couple of very muddy stallions were walking by, one covered head to toe, and the other so tall, he was only covered up to his mind flank. "Hey, guys! did you get lost?" he called The big one just gave Flaire a look, and the shorter one said "I have never been this dirty in my whole life!" Flaire couldn't tell if Stage was angry or excited "Hoof and I are going to go get washed. You can come back to the caravan whenever you are ready." He tried again to pull some mud out of his mane, but managed only to pull his hair. The two left, and Flaire waved at them.

I'm sure you've noticed the art is different than most of my posts. This one is not my art. She was an adopt I got forever ago from somebody on Google+ (before it died). I'd credit the artist, but I've long since forgotten who that was. [edit] Well, the cutie mark is mine, but that's splitting hairs, lol.

Cocoa Nut Roleplay Type: WoE Name: Cocoa Nut Sex: Mare Age: Young mare Species: Earth Pony Eye colour: Golden Orange Coat: Brown Mane/Tail: Reddish brown and red Physique: An adorable amount of chub. Residence: Recently moved to Ponyville Occupation: Chocolateer and confectioner. Cutie Mark: Chocolate bar and cocoa beans Unique Traits: Cocoa Nut may have a screw or two loose, but she is a genius when it comes to chocolate and candy. She can make almost literally anything your heart desires. She does sculpting, unique chocolate flavors or colors, you name it. History: Cocoa Nut was born to the name Cocoa Butter. When she was a filly, she would play jokes on others excessively. She thought she was just being funny, but she had to learn the hard way that sometimes pranks can go too far. One prank was so bad, she was labeled a madpony and sent to a psychiatric hospital. She learned there that sometimes, she needed to curb her craziness a little, and not go so nuts. She adopted the name Cocoa Nut to remind her that she can be a little eccentric as long as she keeps track of it doesn't let it get out of hoof. While in the hospital, she got a hold of the kitchen, and they let her do some cooking. She didn't really care much for most of it, but when she discovered chocolate for the first time, she could do nothing but make chocolate all day for weeks. They had to revoke her kitchen privileges because she wasn't doing anything else. When she was finally released, the first thing she did was go to her kitchen, and furiously prepare the biggest batch of chocolate in history (Not literally, but she felt like it), and she got her cutie mark right then and there. Since then, she's always been experimenting and discovering new ways of making chocolate interesting, and even healthy sometimes. Character Personality: Cocoa Nut is a bit eccentric. Unpredictable, really. She loves subverting ponies' expectations. Her favorite thing, aside from chocolate, is to see ponies laugh. She's not above a prank or two if the setting is right, and she finds the perfect opportunity. Character Summary: Cocoa is a bit of a madpony who loves chocolate more than probably any pony shou5ld. After her love of chocolate, what she enjoys most is making ponies laugh. A genius in the kitchen with chocolate and candies, she has a unique bag of tricks for the pranks she likes to play.

Dramatic Flaire walked down the path. He was on his way to join Stage Lights and Thunderhoof to watch the ponies compete. He'd been sleeping in cause he had one too many late nights, lately. His stomach grumbled, and he wondered if there were any concessions at this event. He had a hankering for apples something fierce. He'd been thinking about it not more than a few seconds when he heard some chatter accompanied by the smell of the sweetest apples that had ever graced his nose, and caramel, to boot! Although, he didn't want to leave his friends hanging at the event. Just then, his stomach decided to chime in. "Okay, fine." he surrendered. He followed his nose to the source of the smell, and saw a lovely little booth for "Apple Ring Toss" occupied by a large red stallion, not as large as Thunderhoof, but quite respectable, to be sure. The stallion was finishing setting up the booth with an orange filly, who Flaire could tell from all the way over here was a Manehattanite, when a little yellow filly joined them. As he drew closer, he caught what the Manehattan filly said. "That little filly competed in the obstacle course?" he thought to himself. He found himself fairly impressed with her spirit. He came up to the booth soon after the conversation had finished, and he saw them. The most delicious looking candy apples he'd ever laid eyes on. His mouth watered slightly before he gathered himself. "Hello, everypony." he greeted cheerfully "Those are some delightfully scrumptious looking candy apples you've got there! I'm assuming they are involved in this 'Apple Ring Toss' game you're advertising? I would be happy to try my hoof at it. How does one play?"

((Side Note: He does speak French to himself a lot. Mostly for phrases that you don't necessarily need to know. For any interested in translations, I will be including them as an aside at the end)) As Thunderhoof returned to Stage, he looked happy. "Somepony is in a good mood." Stage commented "Did you have fun?" Hoof pointed excitedly at the barrel wall. "Yes, I certainly did see that." Stage acknowledged "You figured it out all on your own. I told you you would, no? When have I been wrong about anypony's potential?" He winked. He laughed and hoof-bumped Thunderhoof as he walked by "The way you powered through that mud pit was nothing short of awe-inspiring, my friend. You are really something else." Hoof waved his hoof dismissingly and then gestured to the pies "Yes," Stage Lights started "There was that one mishap. An accident, clean and simple. I'm sure the judge ponies will give you some slack for it, don't worry." He comforted "Besides, what is important is that we are having fun, no?" Hoof smiled and nodded. Then he got a look in his eye. "What? Have I said something silly, again? I know my ponish is not always the best, but I thou-" Hoof shook his head then pointed at Stage Lights. "Is my mane undone?" He checked his curls. He shook his head again, pointed at Stage, then the obstacle course. Realization hit Stage and he remembered "Oh." he said, wide eyed "Yes. Right. I did make you a promise, did I not." He looked at the mud pit and shuddered in horror. "For you, Hoof, I shall wade through the filth. You have show me strength of character, and I do not let it go unnotice. I make you a promise, and I will do it." He gave a bow and headed off to the registration table almost tripping over a random piece of armor somepony had left lying on the ground. "Put me on your list as 'Stage Lights' s'il vous plaît." he requested of the pony at the registration table. Then he interjected "Um.... would it, mayhaps, be too much to ask if I could cast a teeny tiny spell to keep my freshly washed mane, tail and coat clean?" The pony shook his head "Sorry, sir, I'm afraid no magic is allowed. If you want to do the course, you'll have to get dirty." "C'est naze!" he fumed. Then he breathed a long deep breath to calm himself "C'est la vie. It is all right. I will manage." he assured, more to himself than the other. The pony informed him he was next, and pointed him to the starting line. Stage stood at the starting line, not exactly looking forward to the obstacle course. But he made a promise, and he'll be darned if he wasn't going to keep it. "Maybe next time I should keep my big mouth shut." he thought to himself. "Non, I cannot allow a friend's potential to go unseen. If he learned about himself, it will all be worth it." he breathed and prepared himself, saying quietly "Allez, je me jette à l'eau.... ou la boue." At his signal, he trotted up to the first obstacle, braced himself with an "Allons-y" and jumped in the mud. Unfortunately, jumping wasn't the best course of action. He'd splashed the muck so that it covered his entire body. He coughed the stuff out of his throat and began to push forward. He wasn't sure, earlier, about how difficult it would be, but now, he was painfully aware. He slowly pressed forward, straining against the thick sludge. Certainly not an activity he was familiar with. He wondered if there was some trick to make it easier. He tried picking up his hooves higher to make less traction against the mud. That seemed to help a little, as he began to move slightly faster. After a time that seemed an eternity later, he finally reached the end, and pulled himself out. He stood and took a moment to catch his breath. He shook as much of the mud as he could off, "I will have to have a wash, later..." he mused to himself. Then he began trotting faster toward the barrel wall. He should do fairly ok on this one. He sort of hopped up barrel to barrel until he made it to the top. The barrel wobbled slightly under his momentum, but it was quickly righted. Then he hopped back down. He looked back, thinking he did rather well considering he'd never done this before. He turned to the next task. The long stretch of running track. He didn't do much physical activity, so he wasn't the fittest or the fastest, but he could run if he needed to. He decided he'd imagine being chased by something frightening to give himself a bit of a boost. He began to gallop wildly toward the next obstacle. Not the fastest, or even impressive, by any means, but a respectable effort. He made it to the final obstacle, and smiled at the pies. He knew he'd do well on this one. He prided himself on his poise and sense of balance. He quickly placed the pies on his back, and trotted swiftly around the poles, the pies moving only the slightest amount as he continued. When he finished, he placed them gently on the table, and quickly trotted toward his friend who'd been unable to stop laughing since he'd plunged into the mud. Stage attempted to maintain an air of dignity as he tried to pull the mud out of his mane with his magic. He put a hoof on his curls and held back a whimper. He'll have to take several baths to get all this muck out, and those curls don't come easy. ((Translations: s'il vous plaît = Please c'est naze = that's stupid c'est la vie = that's life (oh well, not much I can do about that) allez, je ma jette à l'eau = I throw myself in the water (it's a phrase that essentially means something like "what have I got to lose?") Then he jokes that's its not water, but mud. "ou la boue" means "or the mud" Allons-y = Let's go!))

*Post submitted for judging* Stage Lights stood with Thunderhoof watching the other ponies compete. "I'll bet you do great on that one, Hoof." Stage suggested watching somepony trudging through the mud. Thunderhoof frowned and pointed at the barrels. "I am sure you could figure that out. You are a lot smarter than you give yourself credit, Hoof. Just try it, okay?" Thunderhoof gave a heavy sigh and looked worriedly at Stage. "Let us make a deal." Stage offered "If you compete and do your very best, I shall do the same." Hoof laughed, soundlessly, at the thought of Stage Lights going through an obstacle course. Especially with mud. He held up a hoof. "That's the spirit!" Stage laughed and hoof bumped him. "I'll wait here, you show me how it is done, yes?" Hoof nodded and laughed again at the image in his mind of Stage trying to wade through the mud while keeping as dry as possible. Thunderhoof sort of half walked half stomped up to the starting line, making the ground shake with each step. He tried to look intimidating and tough, which wasn't that hard for him, given his stature and the large scar on his neck. Tho it was unnatural. He stared down the mud with determination as he waited for the flag, flaring his nostrils noisily. When the flag waved, Thunderhoof stood there for a moment, still glowering at the mud pit, seemingly unaware he'd been signaled to start. The flag pony waved the flag again, and this time Hoof noticed and began barreling down the track. His big long legs made the journey in no time flat before he splashed into the mud. Not slowing down, he ran through the mud like it wasn't even there, his thick tree trunk legs powering through the slop with impunity. It didn't hurt that he was so big, the mud barely went over his belly. He quickly made his way to the other end without issue. "Just like any Tuesday afternoon pulling the caravan." he thought to himself, proud of his physical prowess. After making short work of the mud pit, he felt a sense of pride like he could do anything. He devoured the distance between himself and the second obstacle ready for whatever it could throw at him. Then he stopped. It was the wall of barrels. He looked up to the top. He didn't like heights. He thought very briefly about simply knocking over the wall with his brute strength. He could probably do it easily enough, but he decided against it. Stage hated it when he broke things. He lifted a hoof up and placed it on a barrel "I guess I have to...." he mused silently to himself. The barrels were easy enough for him to climb. They were practically like stairs to him. But this stack was unstable, and the barrels seemed like they weren't equipped to handle his weight. He put his weight on his hoof and put another hoof up on the next barrel. "so far so good." he thought. He brought his hind hoof up and placed it on a barrel, which immediately imploded under his weight. Thunderhoof panicked and scrambled to find footing. His hoof landed so that it was sitting on the walls of two barrels side by side. That seemed to work. It held his weight fine. He smiled and began to climb a bit faster. Still shaking from the height. He reached the top and slowly turned around to climb back down backward. When he finally had all four hooves on solid ground, he breathed in relief. A moment later, he realised he wasn't done yet. In a sudden burst of energy he sprinted thunderously down the straightaway closing the distance with ease with his long gait. When he arrived at the final obstacle, he smiled. Many ponies assumed that because he was big, he must be clumsy. Or at least not very nimble. Au Contraire, my good friends, for he'd been taught, by fellow traveller Madame Cue one of the actors of Tour d'Equestria, "Proper Posture" or whatever she called it. As far as Hoof's concerned it was "How to balance more things on my back so I can be more helpful" In any case, he knew the key was to go slower than he wants to. He picked up the pies in his hoof and carefully placed them on his back. Then he walked carefully with his head held high looking rather posh, if you ask him. But really just kind of ridiculous. Slightly faster than a walk, but slower than a trot. The pies wobbled slightly as he walked, and he thought "I've got this" and as he neared the finish line, he began to speed up a little. The pies wobbled more precariously, but he didn't notice, he was focused on the goal. He crossed the finish line, and stood on his hind legs giving a silent celebratory "WHOO!" type motion. Before he turned around and saw every pie on the ground. He physically quieted down. Looked at Stage and pointed sadly at the pies then the finish line. Stage, who'd been laughing at the display, cleared his throat and said "He wants to know if still counts since he crossed the finish line first." Hoof gave him an "And?" look "And he's sorry he smashed your pies."