Bannhammer

Max watched as the good knight ordered his drink. He took this opportunity to adress the eccentric pony to his side who had mentioned something interesting. Something wasn't quite right about him, especially the tie. Maximilian lifted his drink.

"It's great to see you, too! Cheers!"

He flung his hoof around the earth pony and pulled him in for a tight hug. Maximilian chuckled and observed the others as they did their own business. When he was sure they were amply distracted he leaned in and whispered in the doctor's ear.

"I don't know how you know about the dig site, and frankly I don't care. But I suggest that you NEVER mention that again."

To maintain the cheery attitude he pulled back and gave a warm laugh. Max noticed the brown unicorn farther down the bar and he gave her a suspicious glare.

Well, he asked for it. He had issued a challenge and the lovely bartender was up to it. With flair and grace she performed her job in a way that seemed more like art than work.

She's good...

He raised an eyebrow at her selection, the mix of fruits and other spirits seemed a little unorthodox. Max watched as a plethora of liqueurs were mixed together in a seemingly chaotic manor. The sense of anticipation grew inside of him as he tried to guess what the drink could possibly taste like.

A bit fruity, but strong... Wait, what's with the shot glass?

Max was in awe as she tossed bottles and mixed drinks in a way he hadn't seen in years. There were many good bartenders in Manehatton, but she was simply a level above. Maximilian was enthralled, and he realized that he was staring at the pink mare in front of him.

She's amazing! But there's more to drinks than showmareship. Let's see how this stuff tastes...

As the mare poured the pink mixture, he felt like reaching for it, but he was taken aback when she lit the shot glass on fire and dumped its contents into the pink drink. A depth charge! He hadn't seen one of those in a few odd years!

Where was this kind of talent in Manehatton?

He lifted up the glass with magic, and after observing it for a moment he took a swig. Max let the mixture sit on his tongue for a brief time before swallowing, allowing the full flavor to fill his mouth, The sweet fruit tingled his mouth as the strong rum burned his throat; a contrast in feelings that was a welcome departure from a simple cosmopolitan. Maximilian gave his head a quick shake and took another gulp before looking at the pink mare in astonishment.

"I've had many a drink in my life, and I've been to every bar in Canterlot and Manehatton. Yet I've rarely seen a talent like yours and I've never had a drink like that. I asked you to surprise me and you certainly did."

Still in a daze, Max opened his tuxedo's pocket, and using the magic link to his fortune he levitated a lump of bits out and plopped them on the table without bothering to count them.

I know where i'm spending this gala

One of his reasons to stay was obvious, he wanted more drinks like that one. But there was another reason, he never really chatted with anypony, and this seemed like a genuine opportunity to have a nice time. You don't make many friends in the business world.

"Let me introduce myself. The name's Maximilian Rockefilly Jr ,from Manehatton. How is it that I couldn't find a talent like you until now?"

The gala's atmosphere was stuffy, mostly due to its equally stuffy guests. Maximilian Rockefilly Jr. was practically begging for relief, in the form of a drink of course. The only drinks he'd had were only able to sour his mood. He didn't have much to be happy about. The white unicorn tugged at his tux, anxiously looking for some refreshment that didn't feel like a glass of water.

Hopefully SOMEPONY here can mix a drink, or I might have to find some rubbing alcohol

Raised as a Manehatton socialite, he learned how to handle his drink; but the chances of finding that at such a fancy party seemed slim. Max noticed a fresh face running the bar, and with no other options, he decided to give her a try.

Ordering a drink is almost as complicated as making one, depending on who's ordering. Usually Max would get a dry, rinsed cosmo in a chilled glass with no less than 3 olives. But he decided to live a little. He might as well give the barkeep a little leeway, who knows? She might even be good!

Without hesitating, Maximilian trotted over to the counter and spoke with his usual tone. He flashed her a sly grin meant to challenge the mare.

"I'd like a drink..."

He paused a moment, acting like he was making a choice. He motioned for her to be quiet as he thought. With a theatrical shrug he added:

"Surprise me..."

Maximilian Rockefilly Jr. tapped his hoof impatiently. As one of the richest ponies in Equestria, it was almost his responsibility to show up at the Grand Galloping Gala. "Another year at this dreadful gala, why didn't I just stay in Manehatton? At least there I can DO something..." He mumbled aloud.

There was business to be done, he merely wanted to get his customary greeting to the princess out of the way so he could actually try to enjoy himself, something he didn't often do. The white unicorn examined his tuxedo, a custom number from hoity toity's shop, and wondered what could be taking so long. He decided to see what the hold up was, and he was surprised at what he saw.

A griffin is here! He was taken aback as he stared at the winged creature before him It's acting quite strange... Max was certain they were all crude, violent creatures. ...but it seems there are exceptions to every rule.

Time is money, and while he was intrigued by the griffin he certainly didn't want to be held up because of it. Some poor filly seemed to have distrubed it, and Max made his way up the stairs to investigate further. With a a quick trot he found himself next to the griffin and the pony.

"Is everything quite alright?"

I've updated the story, and i sent it off to ED.

They like it, but i've got to write part two before they put it up.

Fixed him up a bit.

He's going well, i'm about to update him with some massive improvements.

I know y'all get this

Good Point! I'm gunna have to do some major revisions...

Steam Name = -=OD=-Bannhammer

Mostly TF2, L4D2, and other stuff

Fixed him... i hope!

Just found this thread, i've been playing since M10. I'm the typical blue/white control player, i counter everything you try and prevent any damage you do. I just bide my time until my finisher hits the field. (I used to play eldrazi, anypony who needs an emrakul, ask)

Here ya go.

OMG, that is PERFECT. You, sir, deserve a tip of my cap.

Just found this thread, i've been playing since M10. I'm the typical blue/white control player, i counter everything you try and prevent any damage you do. I just bide my time until my finisher hits the field. (I used to play eldrazi, anypony who needs an emrakul, ask)

I found MLP:FIM while browsing KYM. At first i thought this was the DUMBEST show concept ever, but i decided to watch the first episode. I was hooked after that.

Both good points. I'm gunna make him a bit older, and definitely change a bit about him.

I'm not sure if i'll keep him a blank flank, but i'll try to make it work.

Thanks for the input!

[ Pony Related Character ]

Name: Maximilian Rockefilly Jr.

Alias(s) He mostly goes by "Max", but if you're a good friend you can call him "Mack".

Gender: Male

Age: Stallion

Species: Unicorn

Pelt Color: Pure White, but he always wears a black tux.

Mane/Tail Color & Style: His mane and tail are finely groomed and cut to a respectable length. His mane is usually brown, but he's had it dyed blonde.

Eye Color: blue

Cutie Mark: A stack of bits.

Physique: well built, but not very strong

Residence: Manehattan, in a huge estate near the center of the city.

Occupation: His business is making bits any way he can.

Motivation: To redeem his family name after years of corruption and exploitation, while still making bits. And to use his fortune to Benefit ponykind.

Poison Joke Effect: Physically unable to lie, or otherwise mislead anypony.

Likes:

MONEY: It's good stuff!

culture, intelligence, fine dining: All important things for society to function, don't you think?

He loves doing whatever pleases him: ANYTHING

He adores Suits and Tuxes: Looking good is a central part of BEING good, right?

Debating is an all time favorite thing to do: Arguing is futile.

Dislikes:

Earth Ponies: What, no magic or flight?

Labor: Seems a bit tedious...

He absolutely loathes idealists: Once you've seen the underbelly of society, HOPE is just a four letter word.

His Family: A bunch of lazy, exploiting, cruel, terrible ponies who would sell each other out for a few bits. Good thing he's the only one left besides his mother.

Character Summary:

A quick history:

Maximilian's Grandfather made a fortune by jumping into the market of the brand new 'railroads', his investment paid off, and after some cutthroat business practices his firm ended up on top and made him millions. His father, Maximilian Sr., expanded the fortune and created a massive political estate in Manehattan's upper echelons through graft, backroom deals and flat out unethical practices. His busy life never allowed him to spend quality time with his son, and they never developed a relationship. The Rockefillies became synonymous with corruption, and while they hold a lot of power in Manehattan, there isn't much love for this family of elites.

Maximilian earned his cutie-mark, a stack of bits, after making his first successful investment. He became convinced that his purpose was to use money to make money, and for no other purpose. He was sent off to Canterlot to study magic, but he was quickly kicked out for using magic to counterfeit; an incident quickly forgotten after a large donation to the school. Once he returned, he spent the rest of his youth learning the intricacies of the political arena and the market. Years of firsthoof experience with cut-throat politics and shady business deals matured him quickly.

After his father passed away, his mother became a shut-in and Max was left to run the family fortune, and he realized how much contempt there was for his family. Most ponies in the city hated how the Rockefillies had driven countless businesses bankrupt, destroyed all political opponents, and ran the city with no concern for the average pony. This new knowledge didn't affect him at first, but after a while the solitary life of earning bits and making deals left him fulfilled in every sense but one. Something didn't feel right, the surge of joy Maximilian felt from earning every bit was gone, and only a hollow feeling was left. He decided to re-evaluate his purpose in life, and travel Equestria not only to redeem the Rockefilly name, but discover what he should do with himself.

Now for that personality stuff:

Snooty and vain at first glance, it takes some patience to find the nice Stallion underneath the rich exterior.

A valuable skill he picked up in the political arena of Manehattan was coercion and diplomacy, his command of language and argument comes in handy all throughout his life. He speaks eloquently, and Maximilian usually talks his way out of bad situations, mainly because he stinks at fighting and doesn't know much magic.

Having basically raised himself, Max never really had a social life; no dating or making friends. Any form of casual conversation is hard for him, and he naturally tries to be business like. Max is certain that nopony likes him because of his name, even if they don't know him. His insecurity leads him to sometimes be a jerk around others, trying to get in their heads and under their skin solely to protect himself from the expected contempt.

Around strangers, his personality is cold on the outside, and only slightly warmer on the inside. If you can befriend him, expect ferocious loyalty.

Max is now a different pony. He had always felt like something was wrong, and when he met a young pony named Cherry, it set him on a whole new path. He now wants to benefit EVERYPONY, and he has no problem losing money to do it. He has no issue with hurting some ponies to benefit everypony. He may be nicer, but he's still not an idealist.

In order to ensure 24/7 access to his fortune, Max usually carries some sort of magical pouch. While it seems like an empty bag, when he opens it the bag becomes a direct link to the Rockefilly fortune. In a pnch he can turn various other storage devices into a link, ensuring that he'll never be without

Ponies he knows!

Babbles- Met at the Gala

He's absolutely infatuated with the journalist, and he respects her immensely. He very much wishes to meet her again, and he's already planned an interview with her.

PeaBea- met in Ponyville.

He thinks she's annoying, but adorable.

Tempest Rime- Met in Ponyville.

He doesn't know what to think!

Shutterbug- Met in Fillydelphia.

She's a skilled photographer, she just needs a stricter work ethic.

Snake Oil- Met in Manehattan.

He hates this pony, but respects him. Max stole his sunglasses, and now keeps them under lock and key in his house, only wearing them on special occasions.

Sheriff Silverstar- Met in Appleoosa

Doesn't think much of the mustachioed pony, he just sees him as a respectable old stallion.

Louise LaMare- Met in Apploosa

A kind pony whom he has no problems with at all

Madame Bistro- Met in Appleoosa

He loves her drinks, and he respects her immensely.

Honeythread - Met in Appleoosa

She's a smart young mare who has earned his respect with her gumption

Arrow Plain - Met in Appleoosa

A rambunctious young pony who he would very much wish to avoid.

Zephyr Burst- Met in a cave near Manehattan

Max feels terrible about what he did to Zephyr, and he honestly wants to see him again so he can apologize. Zephyr is the only living pony that Max is actually fearful of.

Cherry Dawn- Met in Manehattan

She's an amazing pony that helped push Max onto his new path. He wishes her the best and would do anything to help her out.

Random Facts!:

As a foal, Max was never allowed to have toys, so he developed the habit of counting bits, he does it almost all the time.

The only thing his father ever gave him was his Mahogany desk. It's Max's most prized possession.

Max was recently humiliated in the press, when his lawn grew out of control and enveloped his mansion.

His father didn't spend much time with him, but when he did, he taught Max valuable life lessons. Like dealing with unforeseen circumstances by putting poison joke in his pillow. Or working under pressure by dropping him off in the middle of Manehattan with only 1 bit, and only allowing him to return home when he had 30.

A beautiful picture by Buxy.

It's a bit wierd...

SYNOPSIS:

Rainbow Dash and Big Macintosh have weekly get togethers at the bar. Dash considers them dates because he buys the drinks and walks her home afterwards, Big Mac thinks that the two of them are simply hanging out. After a few 'dates', Dash starts to feel a bit different about their relationship.RD decides to tell Big Mac how she feels, convinced that he feels the same way, unfortunately, her news takes him completely by surprise, and he responds with silence. She runs off, and the others come in to find out what happened, that's where part one ends.

sup bronies!

I've had the idea for a fic for a while now, but i just started writing it.

It is FINISHED, Finito, Fin.

Criticism is not only welcome it is encouraged!

It's a normal story with Big Mac and Dash. It's NOT Shipping. Well, Kinda. You'll have to read to see what I mean.

The Story!

it's a google doc, so you'll need a google account to see it.

I hope it doesn't suck!

Love your work, and glad to have you here!

Thank you very much!

[ Pony Related Character ]

Name: Blood Orange

Gender: Male

Age: Colt

Species: Earth Pony

Pelt Color: Dark Orange

Mane/Tail Color & Style: Crimson mane and tail with a faint silver streak down the middle

Eye Color: Crimson

Cutie Mark: An orange being cut by a knife

Physique: Smaller than Big Mac, but still pretty Big

Residence: None, yet

Occupation: Orange Seller

Motivation: He cant go back home until he's a successful Orange Seller

Likes:ORANGES, talking, fighting, talking about oranges, making a sale, hard work, rainy days (They're good for oranges)

Dislikes: APPLES, HIS FULL NAME, MAGIC (it isn't hard work),silence, awkward conversations, apples, sunny days

Character Summary:Blood Orange grew up in Manehattan where he loathed the fancy lifestyle. His parents didn't see the consequences of their name choice, and young Bo was mocked relentlessly because of it. It also didn't help that he has the tendency to accidentally cut himself whenever he uses a knife; it doesn't matter what he does, he WILL end up cutting himself unwillingly. This didn't go over well in town. The other ponies were scared of him, thinking his name and his actions meant that he was somehow evil, they chased him around, and sometimes even beat him up. He still carries the terrible memories of that time, and the mere mentioning of his full name can drive him over the edge. Over time, Bo toughened up, and learned to fight back. He got in a lot of trouble, and to this day there are a few ponies in Manehattan with permanent reminders of who they messed with.

The abuse wasn't limited to the other ponies though, his own family, distraught at his knack for accidental self-mutilation, prevented him from selling, afraid that he would scare away customers.

Eventually, the Orange Family realized that Bo couldn't work in the groves all of his life because of his name. They had raised him his whole life to carry on the family business, and he had all the right skills (except for cutting oranges), he had a natural talent in sales, and begged to be given a chance, plus his unexplained hatred of apples was a good motivation. Reluctantly, his parents let him go, on one condition: He couldn't return until he made Oranges the most popular fruit wherever he went. They picked Ponyville, mostly because they knew how strong the Apple was there. It would be a good test, and it would also keep him away for a while. They sent him off with a cart of oranges and other citrus, and he was on his way...

Deep down, past the rind, there is a thoughtful and generous pony. But nobody has ever gotten that deep, and he likes it that way; he's constantly afraid of being targeted again, and he does anything to prevent that. His childhood scarred him, and while he has a ton of self control, the one thing that always makes him snap is calling him by his real name or mocking the cuts on his hooves. Celestia help anypony that does it, because only a miracle will prevent him from lashing out and the unfortunate pony foolish enough to do it. (To be fair, he does give a warning, making it fairly clear that his full name is off limits)

Sup?

I'll keep it simple, I'm Bo. Don't use the full name, darn name length requirements. call me BO (as in hairbow)

I've done some RP'ing here and there, but i 'aint an expert at it. I'll try my best though!