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  1. It was a good thing that Spearmint had been paying attention, because Morning Glow... well, on the one hoof she didn't respond the way he was thinking she was going to. More screaming really would have been a headache after all. As she feinted, he took advantage of being so physically close to her to grab her with his front legs, using his magic to support her head as he carefully lowered her to the carpeted ground because her falling down and smacking her head against the floor likely wouldn't do her any favors in the slightest.
  2. "Well that... that was honestly a journey Chipper." Spearmint answered at the end of Chipper's somewhat epic tale about his life and how he got to the School of Friendship. In fairness, what Chipper said was a lot and... he didn't have the faintest idea of what to say to him about the subjects that would give Chipper the help he quite clearly needed. For the best just to try and play it cool rather then make a big deal about it until they were on good enough terms that if Spearmint suggested he should go and talk to someone, Chipper might take it seriously. However, he did glance towards Morning because... well, she had not been handling Chipper at all well since she had encountered them and he suspected things were going to get worse.
  3. As the wave of fatigue washed over him like a brief but strong tide before fading without trace, Strong Copper stumbled for a moment... before with a shake of his head he was able to refocus on the mare herself. For a time he was silent in thought... before reluctantly nodding his head. "Alright... you have a plan and enough supporting plans to go with it that even if things go wrong, you're not all just going to just die. Which... honestly puts you ahead of most idiots I've met who've wanted to hunt down a big, dangerous creature for whatever reason." However, it was clear that Copper wasn't heading towards the airship. "I wish you luck. However, I believe I can serve the interests of the Everfree and Ponyville best by setting up some lures to get the attention of and distract a hydra before it gets too close to Ponyville. Because an angry hydra chasing you all home doesn't end well for anyone involved." He quickly raised a hoof to cut off protest as he explained "This is just a fail safe I want to set up in case things don't go to plan on your end. All I ask is that if a hydra is chasing after or following you and it suddenly stops so the heads can bicker among themselves, just keep going and don't give the heads arguing to continue the chase fuel by doing something foolish."
  4. Spearmint was about to respond to Morning Glow when Chipper decided to drop a... well, compared to the whole necromancy thing it was kind of a minor lightning bolt but still. "The Archchancellor is prone to changing genders on a whim?" Shaking his head slightly in order to refocus on the matter closer to hoof, he decided to take a deep breath as he glanced at Morning... through when he spoke he was talking to Chipper as he asked "Do the staff already know about your skill set Chipper?" It was a good question to ask because... well, if they did then clearly there wasn't much of a point of informing them of something they already knew.
  5. Strong Copper easily allowed Aloe's tirade to go on, clearly not bending or buckling despite the sharpness of her words against him as a pony, but the message she was giving off in relation to the goals of the expedition seemed to make him relax somewhat. "Miss, my job is to make sure that where magical creatures and settlements meet that there is as little carnage, bloodshed and cruelty for all involved as possible. Pony, griffon or in this case hydra, doesn't matter. Trust me, you would be horrified if I told you how many times I've been approached by ponies who've either wanted me to kill something or help them do so out of sport, greed or paranoia." Letting out a soft sigh, he turned to Rose as he explained "I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions. Between the air ship and the fact you're after its blood, I admit my mind jumped to the worst case scenario. There aren't a lot of ponies with the know how, let alone the desire, to subdue a hydra in a manner that leaves it unharmed. If you don't mind me asking, what exactly is it you intend to do?" After all, there wasn't any harm in asking exactly what the mare had planned.
  6. Spearmint wasn't above saying that the situation he had found himself in was strangely surreal. It felt like since he had stepped hoof within the School of Friendship he had entered a slightly different world that was mostly the same, but the ponies within it seemed to operate on slightly different rules that came across as little more then utter madness to him. The only pony he had encountered so far that had responded in a manner he expected was the filly who had screamed herself breathless... and likely would start screaming anew once she got her breath back. This was... kind of a problem, because this was his first day here and he didn't want to get into trouble with the staff due to something Chipper did. Even if Chipper's actions came about due to an overblown misunderstanding when Spearmint said he had believed his roommate was yanking his leg, he hadn't tried to stop him and considering that necromancy was involved punishment by proximity was likely incoming. Spearmint... had his doubts that anything the staff could do would be as bad as anything his mother would come up with, but the fear that gripped him ran deep. Thankfully, damage control was something that he could do! Taking advantage of the chaos that Chipper and the two corn obsessed fillies were making, Spearmint walked over to stand beside Morning Glow and softly place a hopefully comforting hoof on her back in order to help her calm her breathing down enough to get her breath back. When he was fairly certain that nopony was looking in his direction (Chipper and Kettle Corn were wonderful distractions in that regard), Spearmint's horn briefly lit up with a faint, teal glow that seemed to match that of the crown on his cutie mark... before that glow moved to the hoof that was touching Morning before disappearing inside of her. "My name is Spearmint Sovereign, but you can just call me Spearmint if you want. As for the necromancy thing, if what Chipper told me back in our room is correct... and I'm inclined to believe him, because if it wasn't I have my doubts he would be here right now, but necromancy is legal as long as he only uses it with animals and doesn't hurt anyone with it. " Spearmint briefly paused for a moment before adding "That all being said, I completely understand why you freaked out. I didn't know what I was expecting to find here but skeleton mouse was not on the list of things I was expecting to see today and I had warning before hoof that it was what he was going to do. I'm not sure if it means anything, but I'm sorry about all this."
  7. Following his necromancer roommate and... somewhat relaxing due to his explanation of what is and isn't illegal in that field (Granted he was taking his word for it, but considering Chipper hadn't been expelled or imprisoned yet there was likely a solid foundation of truth to it), he sighed as he looked at the fillies then down at the undead mouse... which 'died' and Chipper swept up. Taking a deep breath, he looked at the girls and said bashfully "I'm... sorry if my roommate frightened you. I thought he was making a joke at my expense and... well, he certainly proved me wrong." "Are you... both okay?" He asked, not quite sure what to say to them under the circumstances but... well, maybe the skeleton mouse had bit them or something? Even if he kind of doubted it, considering they weren't focusing on any kind of wound or anything.
  8. While Spearmint might have been slightly confused by the manner in which Chipper had agreed with him, the fact was that the two still agreed with each other and that was a good enough start for him to cause him to smile. However, when Chipper looked challenged by Spearmint's statement he couldn't help but blink slightly. "I'm not saying you're a failed apprentice or anything, just that I'm fairly certain that necromancy is illegal in Equestria... I think." It had to be right? Even if Princess Twilight herself hadn't done anything about it, surely Princess Celestia would have taken some kind of action to make it illegal... right? Thinking about it, it might just be a case that the field of magic was heavily looked down upon and considered taboo socially that nopony simply didn't believe that it was worth taking the time and effort to right it down in an official capacity. But surely the alicorns wouldn't have overlooked something like that, right? Right?! Regardless of if Necromancy was illegal in Equestria or not, Spearmint watched as Chipper did it anyway, using his blood and some mice bones in order to create an animated mouse skeleton. Seeing the crime against nature that took place before him, Spearmint was torn between two major mindsets. The first was how freaking awesome what he just saw was! The second was the knowledge that this was almost certainly going to get them a thousand years of detention, if not outright expelled if any of the teachers found out about it. "Oh wow... you actually did it." Spearmint offered to Chipper in his divided voice... before the scream caused him to look towards the hallway door and notice that: A) Their door was open. B) The skeleton mouse was out in the hallway, trying and failing to eat a corn kernel in a pitiful but... kind of cute way. C) The girl who had screamed was looking directly at said skeleton mouse in terrified horror. "...I'm going to get detention for not trying to stop you, aren't I?" Spearmint asked aloud, watching the scene and... not really knowing what to do at the moment.
  9. There was a small shrug of his shoulders as Spearmint quickly countered "I mean it's a matter of maturity and context. A sharp knife is a highly useful tool for prepping food in the kitchen but it would be foolish and dangerous to give one to a small foal who had never used one before, nor really understand what it is. Maybe after a few years when we're older they'll be an advanced, optional class we can apply for to learn those more dangerous magical tools because... well, you can't just trust anyone with the knowledge of how to turn a living being into stone!" The look on Spearmint's face was hard to read... largely because there was a strong sense that Spearmint himself didn't quite know what to believe in that moment when it came to Chipper's claim. One would think that the knee jerk reaction to someone claiming to be a necromancer would be fear, but the multi-green unicorn instead just looked confused with a slowly growing look on his face that he believed that he was getting one of his legs pulled. "You're yanking my tail. There is no way that the staff would let you bring two birds back from the dead and let you keep them as-" He paused for a moment as his instinct was to say pets, but he changed it to "-additional roommates."
  10. It likely was a good thing that Chipper hadn't been looking in Spearmint's direction. It wasn't really possible for him to have known of Spearmint's history, but his statement had caused Spearmint to blink in a manner that... honestly would have surprised some of the staff of the Friendship School. "I mean... there's nothing wrong with using a bit of magic to make someone a bit more empathic to you. I mean, Princess Twilight's done that a couple of times back before she was a Princess." He explained earnestly. Walking over to watch Chipper and Huginn bother Munin a little, he politely said "If he wants to sleep that's fine. I can say hello to him later." before turning to look at Chipper and asking with some curiosity "So why did you learn mind control magic?... Or did you say that more in the sense that you could learn to do it if you put your mind to it?"
  11. Well this was going to be a new experience for Spearmint one way or the other; He had never been allowed to have a pet growing up so living with animals was going to be just another change he was going to have to adjust to. "I mean, the fact that between them they can pick most locks is kind of amazing... but I can't help but feel like this situation would be best summed up that they'll continue to outsmart the administration... provided they don't cause enough trouble for the administration to actually stop and think about dealing with them." That sounded like a weird way to word it, but it was the best way he could think about wording the idea out loud. Entering his dorm room, it was hard not to notice the decorations that Chipper had put up and had scattered around the room. Sure, some of them would need to be pushed back into his half of the room but Spearmint couldn't help but connect the dots in his head. Chipper had a wild, messy mane, had actual bones decorating his room and was likely one of the few students at school who had animals in his dorm (somewhat illegally, but it seemed like the powers that be weren't trying to evict them). Chipper had to be one of the coolest kids in school! Putting his bag down on his bed, he glanced towards the record player as he asked "So that's Munin I'm guessing?" in relation to the sleeping crow.
  12. To be fair, the crow not being impressed by the threat wasn't important. The fact that Spearmint's eyes were not being pecked was. So Spearmint was happy to deal with a less then comfortable grip of claws on his head for as long as Huginn was perched on him... through Spearmint wouldn't lie to himself that the sudden absence of claws on his scalp when the crow flew back to Chipper wasn't a pleasant one. Having his hoof shaken rather then just a hoof bump was surprising but... not unwelcome either. It was just not what he was expecting. Then as Chipper examined the map Spearmint had been using, Spearmint himself couldn't help but be concerned for just a moment that the map would turn out to be some kind of welcome prank for new students before the mood suddenly changed. Honestly, it seemed like a major coincidence that out of all the people he could meet, the first one he encountered would be his roommate. Relaxing just a little, he offered a smile as he said "Well that's a relief. I was worried that I was going to be wandering around the place for hours trying to find it. You mind showing me where we're staying?" He asked earnestly. There was also a brief moment before he also added "I wasn't aware that students were allowed to keep pets here." Hoping that it would open up a discussion.
  13. Crows were not an unknown animal to Spearmint; They were one of the only species of birds that came out to Green Meadows. Well, to be more precise it was the same family or families of crows that tended to stop by and stay for a number of months to lay some eggs and rise the next generation. Honestly, he and many of the other ponies in town had left the crows alone to their own devices and in return the crows seemed to like them enough that it wasn't strange for them to be almost within reach of a pony without even bothering to fly away. To some degree Spearmint had even been able to tell some of the crows apart and recognize them as individuals... through he never really bothered to give them names or anything. The crow that had been flying through the hallway was not one of the crows he had recognized back at Green Meadows, but it seemed to be completely comfortable enough with ponies to land on his head as if he was a fleshy perch. As it looked at his face upside down and he gazed back at it, he blinked slightly but stayed relatively still in order not to disturb it. However, there was a slight narrowing of Spearmint's eyes as he gazed at the bird as he stated matter of factually "If you're just here to keep my company and enjoy a ride, that's fine... but I'm not dead so if you try and eat one of my eyes, I will end you. We understand each other?" One didn't grow up near crows without finding out what they ate... and he had seen family units of crows fight each other for the eyeballs of a body before like how a pony family might fight over a favored dessert. Hearing a voice calling out from behind him, Spearmint had to make an effort not to suddenly jerk his head towards the noise, mindful of the weight on his head. With a careful slowness, he turned to face the new arrival so as to not startle the crow on his head. Looking at the blue colt who had joined him who was clearly the owner of the bird, Spearmint... didn't really know how to respond right away. His raven pun got him to let out an amused snort from his nose, but he couldn't help but answer "You know, seeing you for a second I thought I was seeing a murder of crows. But clearly, there is no probable caws." He tried to keep a straight face as he waited to see how his own attempt at a pun went. Offering the colt his hoof to bump, he introduced himself as "Spearmint Sovereign. I am actually a bit turned around. You wouldn't happen to know where room..." He carefully floated the map over to revel the marked room in question where he was trying to get to "... well, where this room is, would you?"
  14. Spearmint had always believed that the act of moving from one home to another was a somewhat time consuming, emotionally challenging event that often required things like moving vans, tear filled good byes and a nostalgic sense of loss even as one moved forward into a new future. Now that he was doing it for himself... he was somewhat disappointed by the fact that the stories he had heard and believed didn't have a whole lot of truth to them for him. Leaving Green Meadows behind had been a rather quick and easy affair; He only had the one bag of stuff with him and the only pony who might have cared that he was leaving was his mother who at the time was currently being transported to a cell to await trial for crimes against the residents of Green Meadows. While it had taken some time to get to Ponyville proper (and thus the School of Friendship that was there), the young colt quickly found himself embracing the vast difference to his former home like a duckling being introduced to water for the first time. Everything was so colorful and full of life here. There were actual plants and the greenery was almost overwhelming compared to the near barren, dusty planes around Green Meadows. The school itself was... well, it did kind of look a bit gaudy and the fact that it seemed to be covered by Princess Twilight's cutie mark seemed a bit egotistical to him but those were minor complaints that didn't bare being brought up. It was however somewhat bigger then he was used to, to the point where finding the dorm room that he was going to be staying at was actually proving to be something of a challenge. He even had a map of the school giving him directions and he was pretty sure he had gotten turned around a hallway or two back. The student lodging area just had a 'it all looks the same' vibe to it. Taking a seat in order to have a more in depth look at the map held in his magic, he started muttering to himself as he traced his hoof along the path he believed he had followed in order to try and work out where he was. "Okay, so I passed that janitors closest... I know I passed this mural here... where did I get turned around?"
  15. Roleplay Type: World of Equestria Name: Spearmint Sovereign Gender: Male Age: Colt Species: Unicorn (pony) Eye colour: Seaform Green Coat: Spearmint Green Mane/Tail: Lime Green Physique: As a growing colt, Spearmint's recent growth spurts had resulted in a unicorn who is rather lanky who hasn't quite finished growing into his body yet. This is not helped by the fact that he is rather clearly somewhat underweight, since the only thing preventing someone from seeing his ribs through his chest is his coat. It would be unfair to say that he is nothing but skin and bones, but he does need a few solid meals for his own well being. His mane and tail have been cut recently, but in a somewhat haphazard manner that suggested that it the kind of haircut someone got from home rather then at the hoofs or horn of a professional, a haphazard attempt just to make both of them as short and easy to look after as possible rather then with any real thought towards making the one with them look good. There is a furtive, fearful manner in which he tends to move his eyes, as if even when in a place where he should be safe and sound that he was still on alert and looking for the first sign of danger. Residence: The School of Friendship Dorms, Ponyville. Occupation: Student Cutie Mark: A bright, almost glowing turquoise crown. Unique Traits: Spearmint's special spell, the thing innate to him and which earned him his cutie mark, is an ability to mentally influence other creatures in a very specific way; They will want to be his loyal friend. While on paper this would sound like a classic case of mental domination or a situation where others would be converted into mindless puppets, in practice this is not the case. Those under the influence of the spell remain themselves, with free will and the ability to make their own decisions... but when they think of Spearmint their opinions of him will naturally drift towards what they view to be his positive traits while thoughts related to betraying him or his trust come across as unthinkable and not to be considered. He cannot order anyone to do anything magically and someone with enough determination could pretty easily resist and break his magical charm. All it really does is make someone more inclined to like him and want to be his friend through good and bad times. History: Spearmint was born in a small rural town in Equestria by the name of Green Meadows. Green Meadows was something of a joke name, due to the fact that the town was a minor mining town in a stretch of Equestria where plant life generally didn't survive for long. Spearmint was the son of General Sovereign, the unicorn overseer of Green Meadows' mining operations and... truth be told, no one actually knew who his father was. General never spoke about the father to anyone, not even Spearmint himself... and those that asked were quickly subject to General's fiery temper. As the local overseer and thus highest authority of the mining operations of the town, General was entrusted to running the day to day operations while those above her in the company did their jobs elsewhere, giving her next to no oversight in exactly how she did her job. She was an effective, if callous taskmaster who used every loophole and trick in the book to cut costs and corners while maximizing profit, preferring to resort to suppressing and controlling the unrest of the miners rather then waste time, money or effort fixing the causes of their unrest. When things finally hit the tipping point, General resorted to... darker measures to restore order and get bodies working the mines. Namely, she started mind controlling her work force, reducing them into near autonomous drones. This lasted for a little while before a friendship task force showed up one Saturday, found out what she was doing, beat her into submission and freed the work force, hauling General Sovereign off to trial and prison for her crimes. In the background of all this, was Spearmint. While he loved his mother, her high standards and need for control of just about any given situation was overbearing on most days. Spearmint was generally a lonely child, since there weren't many other children around Green Meadows for him to play with and those few that did... well, if their parents hadn't warned them away from spending time with him, them meeting his mother tended to convince them to back off and stay away, despite whatever personal thoughts they harbored about Spearmint himself. As he started to grow older and became a colt, Spearmint found his cutie mark and talent from what many would have considered the most unlikely of all places; The Journal of Friendship by Twilight Sparkle and her friends. Their messages and lessons about friendship touched the lonely colt, enlightening him to the world of friendship that he had been unable to properly find a way into and lighting a flame in his heart not to give up and to keep trying. However, like many others who read the Journal of Friendship, Spearmint also took away a lesson that the writers likely never intended. Looking over their words about their clashes with villains such as Nightmare Moon and largely looking into the actions of Twilight Sparkle, Spearmint came to a logical conclusion; Using magic to turn someone or something on a path of destruction or social isolation into a friend was a perfectly acceptable course of action. It took some time and research before he managed to put together a spell that would suit his purpose and needs (the fact that there were a bunch of books and tomes about mental magic in his house already would, in hindsight, be a pretty strong indicator of his mother's future actions), but in time he managed to create something of his own. Most of the spells in the books he was reading was about turning living things into puppets... and that didn't really appeal to Spearmint. If he wanted puppets he could literally go and buy one and he would likely still be as lonely as he was before, he wanted an actual friend. All he wanted was for somepony to think positively about him and to want to stick with him, even if they were intimidated by his mother... and for a time it worked wonderfully! He suddenly was able to be friends with ponies his own age, despite the fact that his mother wasn't a good pony. Then his mother started making her workforce into mind controlled puppets and Spearmint learned the limits of the loyalty his spell created as his new friends abandoned him to flee and hide. It hurt but... he couldn't exactly fault them for it, considering the circumstances. It wasn't long before ponies showed up, friendship battle happened and his mother was going to jail while all her spell work was undone... but that left Spearmint in an awkward position. Anyone who suggested that his friends had been enchanted generally did so under the impression that it had been General who did so, but having your mother try and mind control a town and force them to work in the mines tended to kill any chance of having a healthy social life in said town by association. Since he couldn't stay in Green Meadows anymore, he decided to ask the ponies who had defeated his mother if he could travel with them back to where they were going. He ended up traveling to Canterlot that way... and after spending less then a day there heard about the School of Friendship in nearby Ponyville and hopped onto the next train because he couldn't afford to stay in Canterlot. Character Personality: Spearmint in a colt who has always had a harsh, demanding order imposed on him by his mother. Now free of her and finding himself at the School of Friendship, Spearmint... doesn't really know how to relax or fit in properly. For the first time he is truly free to make his own decisions and... it's honestly kind of overwhelming and terrifying for him. There are a lot of things he is scared and nervous of actually. The fact that his special talent is so deeply related to the crimes of his mother has actually caused him to grow fearful of reveling it to anyone. The fact that his mother mind controlled a town and was currently in prison for it. ...That without the usage of his talent, he still would be all alone without anyone who cared enough about him to want to be his friend. Still, this was the School of Friendship, founded by his idol Twilight Sparkle!... even if the Princess was now the Ruler of Equestria and no longer ran the school personally. If there is anywhere he can learn how to make friends, it would be here, right? Character Summary: The lonely son of a Saturday Cartoon villain trying to create a life for himself outside of his mother's shadow.
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