Snowshoe

No worries, friend. We've had longer delays *cough*Dunder*cough* >.>

As for adventures, the stealing thing sounds good. Maybe Blueblood's cabin gets turned over and ransacked but nothing taken (due to the journal, or whatever else, being well hidden), or possibly something gets filched stealthily from the cabin, and its up to them to go find it. Sounds like a good way to keep the trim from being boring tanning sessions on the top deck all the time, while Dunder checks out the mares through mirrored sunglasses reads "War and Peace."

Okay, I've been monitoring this thread enough. Time to toss myself into the ring.

Need a ship? Bowsprit's your pony. He's centred out of the Gallopocus Islands, and knows her bays and coves like the back of his hooves, If you need a ship at any point, you can charter his and I'll be happy to provide transport for the teams anywhere along Equestria's coast, even out to Unyasi.

Muggo' Ale, out of Fillydelphia, could make for a good support character. He runs a bar with a many characters that come through his doors. Could help provide rumours and information, as well as supplies for the journey.

In much the same capacity as Bowsprit, Wind Rider is based in Hoofington, and as the forest ranger for the general area around it, can be used to help guide the team through the forests and along the coast.

Whichever character you think would be more of a help can be added to the list. All if you want, none if you don't think they'll be of any help. I'd toss Rain Maker in, but the teams seem pretty full.

I'd habeeb it, mainly because I don't speak a lick of Russian beyond the simplest of things (yes, no, thank you, good day, and how to curse).

I find this quite amusing. Look very closely and you'll see it.

Kas tried to hold in his laughter seeing the one pony quite literally barking up the wrong tree. It was hilarious, in his mind, provided none of these effects were permanent. Then it would get very suddenly unfunny.

Hic!

"Oh, dese be cool," he commented. His stripes had changed to a deep red similar to that of his spikey mane. "I t'ink I might like dis," he added with a chuckle. He looked up just in time to see Flim grow a pair of wings, and he snorted in laughter, ending it with another hiccup.

"Aw..." he commented, seeing that his stripes were now a neon green. He had liked the red! It had been kinda awesome looking. And then Flam turned into a unicorn...dragon...thing.

Kas 'snrked' again. Just then, a strangely-accented professor-looking pony informed them all it was poison joke extract. Poison joke, huh? He looked at the bottle and chuckled, remembering when he and some others had played a prank on one of his friends using a minute amount of the same stuff. His friend had started to speak gibberish for a few hours, much to everyone's amusement.

Apparently it was rather dangerous, given the conversation between the Professor and another strangely accented pony. And then Flam coughed fire, much to his surprise, causing Kas to laugh again, and hiccup once more.

Bright white stripes.

His laughing was interrupted by a shout from the pony next to him, and he winced away. "Oww..." he mumbled. "Ya keep da volume a bit down if ya can? Tryin' ta keep me hearin' best dat I can, seen?"

Hic!

Bright orange.

He grinned and walked over toward Harrington, shrugging. "I find it a bit funny, jessayin'. As for ya, dey be over dere. An' not immune ta deir own medicine nei'der, de one wit' da magnificent moustache just turned hisself inta a dragon," he explained.

"But yeah. Dey can keep mine bits, jus' fer makin' me laugh. Hic!" Now the stripes all took on different colours, giving him bands of yellow, green, and red along his body.

Calamity from Fallout Equestria (18+ warning, no link). Some downright funny lines, cool character design, and despite starting out as the kinda comic relief of the story ends up toward the last third of the fic or so with some of the most gut-punching lines ever. And that's about it, because I don't really read many fanfics

Muggo' Ale looked around the opulent penthouse at the front of the ship. For a brief, fleeting moment, he thought they were all going to be in there...large by ship standards, he figured there'd be multiple rooms. Of course, that passed, and Muggo' didn't feel bad. He figured even the most basic of cabins aboard was more than he could hope for.

Trying to hold in a grin when Blueblood declared the room 'adequate' (in his mind, Muggo' would have called it gorgeous), he turned and followed the steward to their room. Not bad.

They even came with little chocolates. How cute.

Muggo' grinned and nodded. "Aye, not a bad bit nice in here, not one bit. As for me, I plan to go take a look 'round, see what I can see aboard," he said. With the mention of them being across the hall, he nodded again. "I'm sure if ya two get bored I can think o' another story or two." The earth pony stepped inside, finding his gear on his bunk. He untied the knot on the sword with his teeth and drew it with a curled fetlock. "Probably gunna have to take a stone to this...don't think she's been sharpened since before ya were born," he motioned to Dunder while he spoke, chuckling. He put the blade away, then looked at Fire Walker.

"And what about ya? Got any plans o' yer own while we're onboard?" he asked.

All the joking kinda faded away when he realized that she was actually slipping, and probably about to fall from the flagpole if he didn't lend a hand. He chuckled a little and his horn glowed with bright blue light, an identical light wrapping around Sapphire Shores and gently depositing her next to him among the crowd, who immediately cheered when her hooves hit the dirt.

"Per'aps climbing to zee top of zee, uh...flagpole, was not zee smartest of ideas," he offered with a teasing grin, as a few ponies that recognized her tried to get her attention for some autographs and the like. Timbre Swing, for his part, felt rather good. He'd made ponies happy, entertained them for their evening, and had met somepony he would easily consider an idol to him. All in all, not a bad night...and to think, he might have decided to stay home that evening.

"Zat was very...impressive," he said after a short beat to hunt for the right word. "Somes'ing used in your shows?" he asked.

Oh, oh, oh, forgot about my all time favourite comic. Huge image warning.

Personally, I like the pink eyes. I find the gold ones to be too stark a change to the rest of the colour scheme, and a tiny bit on the distracting side.

While the others took care of keeping the griffons off, Muggo' Ale drew himself up to full height, set his hat a little straighter on his head, and made his way into the cave. The miners didn't seem to notice him as he quietly made his way to the minecart. The faster he got hooked up and ready to run, the faster they could get going and the less time his companions would spend fighting.

He nearly made it, before one of the diamond dogs spotted him and charged. Muggo' Ale turned and grinned, facing the charging dog down as it slowed, confused by the pony who stood by idly. It ended up stopped, growling face close to Muggo's.

"Boop."

The diamond dog was so incredibly confused by the fact the green earth pony had simply elected to press his hoof against the dog's nose...shortly before ramming the other into his stomach to knock the wind out of him.

"Move yer starns!" he called out to his companions, hooking himself into the harness at the front of the minecart. He got ready to run, soon as his friends got there.

Timbre Swing came to a few minutes later, groaning gently. His head thumped with the beat of a thousand bass drums, which would have been fine if they actually all beat to a tune, and not just trying to keep him sprawled in the dirt and snow. He managed to get up, finding his hat off to the side, upside down. He reached for it with his magic, only to find himself burnt out for the time being. Grunting, the Fancy pony just reached out and stuck the snow-filled hat on his head and got up all the way. He looked around at the ponies gathered here and there, and it seemed like every last pony had made it out pretty much intact.

"Je suis bien, merci pour m'aidez," he mumbled in his native tongue to nopony in particular, the sarcasm evident in his voice as he thanked them for helping him. Having been temporarily knocked out, he hadn't known that Percival had given him a hoof.

A pony shouted for help with shelter. Given that Timbre knew absolutely nothing about medicine, and his magic was spent, he trotted over. "I, uh, cannot do much, but I can 'elp," he explained to Rolling Thunder.

Wind Rider grinned at what the unicorn was saying, hiding it behind a long sip of water. It was rather amusing to watch the two blue pegasi fanfillying over the Wonderbolt, who seemed to be taking it rather in stride...or, if anything, both the 'Bolt and the rainbow-maned one seemed to be complementing each other in turn, from what he could tell. Well, that, and neither were exactly talking quietly, and the bar was mostly empty. In a way though, it was interesting...he'd always had a certain perception of famous ponies, that they were always all about business and the like. But no, now he was getting to see a more pony side of one of the more well known Wonderbolts, rubbing shoulders rather casually with the general public and not really focusing on his job. It was, in a word, interesting (to watch, which would technically be three words).

Wind Rider looked back at the bartender, who was complementing him on what his job had been, all while levitating the water over to top off his glass. "Thank you, Miss...?" he began, smiling. "Guess I'm a lot more modest than I should be. I've not got many stories, but enough to pass a bit of time while we wait out this rain," he said with a chuckle. "And thank Celestia most ponies had the right idea and kept indoors, I didn't see anypony while I was out there. Though staying inside might not be the best either...not in Hoofington at least. Water's rising quite a bit, last time I was there." He shrugged, as there was nothing he could do about it here. Another sip of water, he looked at the unicorn. "Heck, I don't think I got either of your names. I'm Wind Rider," he said with a smile. Might as well get to know the unicorn paying for his drinks, and the bartender providing them.

To be honest, it's kinda blink-and-you'll-miss-it. I caught it, and thought it was adorable. Most kids probably didn't catch it, too excited by the awesome action sequence.

It can also be interpreted as a friendly, relieved kiss, and not a shiptease. I have also heard people explain it off as just a mistimed effect, but given that Flutterdash is one of this fandom's most popular ships, I have a feeling it was just an intentional shout-out.

Also there needs to be an award for whoever, out of sheer happenstance, correctly guesses in this thread an event from S3.

I gotta say, that part where Fluttershy kicked Angel in the face out of impatience really threw me for a loop.

Yeah, but it was a long time coming. Angel needed one after causing Fluttershy to have those Iron Will flashbacks.

Oh God this thread is going to be gold I can just see it now.

I definitely think Trixie should have won that dance-off, just sayin'. She Gangnam Style'd better than Luna. But then again, it IS a kid's show, so the good guys gotta win.

Speaking of fanservice, the best bit was a tie between seeing Smarty Pants in Big Mac's saddlebag during that AJ episode (which was even better because of her song), or seeing Derpy delivering a box of muffins baked fresh at Sugarcube Corner.

Nothing beats the episode where Discord took on pony form to trick Twilight onto a blind date though. My sides hurt from laughing so hard at that one.

But before I go, I have to say, didn't shed any manly tears at that duet. I think Iron Will hammed it up a little too much.

Kaskazini downed what was in his bottle, rolling it around in his hooves and examining it idly. It wasn't bad, not the greatest taste in the world, but it wasn't as bad as he'd been led to believe. Maybe it was just the herbal remedies he was used to from his village, for minor things of course. They never tasted good, but they worked.

He didn't feel too much different so he just stood around, watching the crowd. Suddenly, there was a commotion involving a pony with a strange accent, and a very handsome looking younger stallion. Before he could even clue into what was going on he winced and shied away from the pony he'd been standing near to, who's voice had suddenly gained the volume of...of...he didn't quite have anything to compare it to, but it was loud. He shook his head and watched as the mare trotted over to the salesponies. This was...highly unusual, from an energy drink.

All of a sudden, he felt something bubbling up inside him, and his body shuddered a bit as he hiccuped. "Hic!" At precisely the same moment he let out the sound, Kas' stripes changed, from their usual black to a vibrant, practically glowing pink colour.

He looked at his left foreleg, jaw open a bit and surprise registering on his face. He was so shocked, only a single, expressionless word managed to come out of his mouth.

"What."

Hic!

This time, before his very eyes, the bright pink stripes became a yellow of just the same intensity. "Dis be highly unusual..." he mumbled, hoping it wouldn't last too long, because he was feeling another hiccup coming on.

Hic!

Now his stripes were bright blue.

I have a love for Fallout that has no bounds. Like seriously you have no idea how much I love it, from the lore to the games themselves (which annoys me that while I managed to bash FO2 to work on my PC, the patches to get FO1 to work contain a virus according to MS SecEss).

I typically run a character focused on sneak, lockpicking, and small guns, though I recently played New Vegas as a character focused around Firearms, Sneak, and Speech of all things. It's quite fun being able to talk your way into and out of a lot.

Other things to try are pacifist characters, like tagging Speech, Medicine, and Science or something and using only your innate skill with the mouse and low-req weapons to survive, or ridiculously specialized characters, like a character with an abysmal score in Intelligence, Luck, Charisma, and Perception, to give yourself 10s in Agility, Strength, and Endurance.

Here's to hoping more info about 4 comes soon, too.

Cryptozoology and mythological creatures are awesome.

Speaking of them, Ahuizotl, the antagonist from the Daring Do novel Dash reads, and the Windigoes from Heart Warming's Eve are both actual creatures. The first is an Aztec mythological creature, while the other is an Algonquin creature of myth. The More You Know, and all that xD

Why does that matter aren't we talking about a birthday present?

Well, who's birthday is it?

Ah, what the heck. Might as well, right? Kaskazini opened the bag that was hanging from his neck and reached in with his snout, pulling out first a carved wooden necklace. "Oups, dat not be it..." he mumbled around it. That had been an honest mistake. He needed to learn to organize his bags better. He stuck the necklace back in and this time pulled out a small pouch.

"Alright, I take one'a dem," he informed Flam, extracting two bits from the pouch and handing them over. He took his bottle of energy drink and uncorked it to take a swig from it. He was glad he'd bought it then, because a young, handsome stallion walked up to buy most of their stock.

Huh.

Kas took another small sip, tasting something familiar in the ingredients. Probably just something his mother used in her medicinal potions. " 'bout how long till dis stuff kick in, me moustached friend?" he asked, looking at Flam.

Timbre Swing stepped back up onto the fountain, waiting to see what his duet partner would come up with next. He didn't know what he was expecting, but Sapphire Shores managed to surprise him, quite a bit. He had been expecting just a showy dance move...he didn't expect her to climb a flag pole, swinging from the banner itself that hung from it. He had to admit, even his own jaw dropped, matching the crowd's reaction.

She finished her bit of the chorus, and Timbre couldn't help but stomp his hooves against the stone fountain, joining in the raucous applause from the small crowd they'd gathered. "Mesdames et Messieurs! Zee talented and lovely Sapphire Shores!" he called out, motioning to her and grinning. Not like she needed any introduction...he figured everypony in the crowd at least recognized her to some degree, while he on the other hoof was the unknown here...still, he hoped he might gain some recognition with their little duet...which he had to admit now, she'd won, fair and square.

The crowd was energized, and seemed to be wanting for more. He chuckled, looking up at Sapphire Shores. He didn't know if she wanted to keep walking, or give the crowd what they wanted. A voice over to his side caught his attention, and it was the lonely mare from before thanking him for the show. He grinned and floated his hat over, setting it on the mare's head.

"Are you stuck, Madame Shores?" he asked with a mischievous smile. He couldn't imagine that was a very easy position to get down from without a little bit of help, that he was sure he and the other unicorns in the audience could readily provide. "You 'ave waiting fans 'ere," he added with a chuckle.

So Muggo' Ale hadn't messed up too terribly, given that she'd returned his kiss. He smiled and watched her heading back toward her farm. He had quite liked the evening, and very much enjoyed the time spent with this mare. The earth pony truly hoped their schedules would provide another opportunity for a date at some point.

He felt something, too. He wasn't sure what, just yet. Love was definitely not the proper word for it, given that they were on their first date, and he was long since passed the age where a single date brought on those feelings. But Muggo' did know he wanted to see her again, at some point.

She turned back and said just a few simple words, and he laughed, sweeping his hat from his head in a bit of a bow. "Only the best for ya," he assured her. He stuck the tweed bakersboy back on his head and turned to leave as she disappeared into the darkness of the orchard, and he made his way back to Fillydelphia.

He'd of course have to take the teasing abuse from his father that he'd had to resort to a matchmaking service, but he also had to admit, it had done a very admirable job, and worked to give him a great night. And who knows, it may lead to him finding his special somepony.

Time would tell, of course. Muggo' Ale just kept walking, though there was a subtle change in his body language, that showed how pleased he'd been with how things had gone. His head was a bit higher, his step a bit lighter. And as he passed one of the other farms, and its chaotic, unplanned outline, he started humming one of the sea shanties he knew, of which he always seemed to have one for any situation (even this one), eventually turning to quiet words.

"Yer friends all complain' that yer goin' insane, but the truth is that they're just afraid. An' he~ey, hey, somewhere...ya threw yer fear in the sea o' no cares..."

[And end. Quite the fun little RP, in my own opinion. Not sure how to want to handle it from here. Another topic eventually for a second date or something? Up to you.]

The moustached one trotted over to sell Kaskazini the bottle he'd inquired about. The zebra wore an amused little smile while the pony told him the price, and reiterated the use of this drink, to give him energy. Interesting. And at two bits, well...it was always worth a try. He typically sold his own trinkets at a bit or two apiece, so it was no real loss for him.

Didn't mean he wasn't going to mess with the poor salespony. It was just his nature, after all.

"Well, I be a salespony meself. Well, not a pony, but ya get me drift, yeah?" Kas took hold of the bottle and examined it with an (un)knowing eye. He had no clue what was in it, to be fair, or what could even go in.

"An' dis supposed ta make me bounce off de walls with energy? Ya should know we zebra types, we good at brews o' dis type. What ya put inta this? I might know de ingredients, an' if it's worth me time ta buy more'n a single bottle, seen?" he asked with a grin. He was going to buy one ANYWAYS just to try it, but he could have some fun. He had a distinct feeling the salespony either didn't full know or wouldn't say exactly.

Not that Kaskazini knew the first thing about this stuff. He knew what kind of plants made for good tea, and that was the extent of his horticultural knowledge.