Imagination

Ruby was finally free of the blankets! She gave Apple a big hug before returning to the matter at hand. [colour=#ee82ee]"Everypony knows Butterflies are masters of the art of blanket sabotage... Those blankets falling on me were NO accident" [/colour]Yes it was. [colour=#ee82ee]"We'll have to be super DUPER careful from now on! Who knows what other traps lay in wait for us!"[/colour] Oh, right, Berry was lecturing. She snapped out of her heroic pose for a moment and gave her mother the most adorable little grin that bundle of fluff could muster. [colour=#ee82ee]"Okay mommy! I promise we'll be careful!"[/colour] Now, back to Apple's inquiry. She shrugged. [colour=#ee82ee]"I dunno. I guess it depends on how big we wanna make it... Maybe we should get some chairs too... For support and stuff! For noooows.... Maaaybee five blankets? Queen size? We could make a pretty great fort with that! And we can come back for more if we wanna!"[/colour]

Hey there! I'll be using Gridpoint again. I'll see to posting soon!

Seeing as the PnP thing fell through, I'd be willing to jump into any RP you guys got. Though on that note, my replies may be slow. But I needs my FoE fix xD

Pinchy giggled with her friend, seeming to take a bit longer to control herself than it did Apple Pie. But she soon put on the same emotionless expression as she did... If only for a few moments before she started giggling again. [colour=#ee82ee]"Indeed, the true havoc will start when mommy's asleep"[/colour] she rubbed her hooves together, scheming. Such a silly pony. But then, an alien! Wait, even better! An alien POW![colour=#ee82ee] "Ah ha! I knew they couldn't escape Equestria's justice for long! Oh, and of course we'll be careful, we don't want to hurt prisoners! That would be terrible"[/colour] she reassured her friend. Hurting anything was wrong! [colour=#ee82ee]"But the interrogation will have to wait. For now we have to fortify the house, as you said! To the linen closet!"[/colour] And the pink pony took off like a shot for the wonderland of blankets and sheets, opening the doors and gazing up at their barricade materials. [colour=#ee82ee]"Hmm... Where do we build it? And we could probably find some armor in the kitchen..."[/colour] Her mother usually didn't like her wearing the pots and pans and cookie sheets, but hey, sacrifices must be made for the greater good! Propping herself up on her back hooves, she reached up for the highest blanket she could and started pulling. After awhile, and with enough effort, all the blankets on the shelf came down at once! With a cry of surprise, Pinchy was buried! But she was okay! This was evident by the muffle gigglefit that could be heard as the pile started to shuffle about. [colour=#ee82ee]"Heeheehee! I'm stuck! Apple, help me!"[/colour]

Hello there! I can see you've been working hard on this app, but there's still some work to be done in order to get this character moving This personally makes no sense to me. By giving her everything she needed, wouldn't that mean they were listening to her? And why would they give her anything at all if they didn't love her? This and other portions of the parent back story seem confusing and unfocused, maybe a bit rushed even? I'd recommend going back through this and rewriting it. Keep things like parent histories simple. There are ways to develop sensitive souls and nature lovers without terrible and/or dead parents. Which is it? The cutie mark doesn't have anything to do with the both of them. Art, maybe, but where does the baking come from? I think you should try to focus more on this character's skill in art. Does she tie her love for nature and animals into her art? How so? My belief is that this application simply needs to follow one rule: K.I.S.S. Keep It Simple, Silly! As stated above by Phil, there is also still the mention of the word 'people'. There are no people, there are ponies. A minor detail, but important nonetheless. Keep things simple, focus on strong points, make necessary changes, and I feel you can get this character moving along in no time! You have a good foundation, now build upon it

EGG. PLANT. EG[colour=#696969]G[/colour]PLANT.

Shhhhhh Edit: History will show that I said it first. So nyeh.

I'm just fabulous.

Eg[colour=#696969]g[/colour]plant.

I suppose it would depend on where you'd go with Poni vs Pone. A certain portion of the country is loyal to Luna, who was at the time banished for hundreds of years, and another loyal to Celestia? Personally I think Ponies vs Griffons would work better. Two distinct countries who probably share an uneasy peace (seeing as griffons could/would eat ponies), and both clearly being developed and intelligent. Would make sense for each to have spies running/flying about, keeping tabs on the other and all that good stuff. Admittedly, I don't know much about the Cold War or the CIA vs KGB thing xD

The colour aubergine! My, but what an honour* it is to play a character in Mane RP, maned after the colour aubergine.

Roleplay Type: Mane RP Name: Aubergine Sex: Male Age: Adult Species: Griffon Eye colour: Aubergine! Coat colour: Sandcat body, Hawk head Mane/Tail/Markings colour & Style: Feathers worn in a spiky do (aubergine highlights), black beak Physique: Lean Cutie Mark: None Origin/Residence: Talonpolis/ Currently resides in Baltimare Occupation: Aubergine farmer/ Postman Motivation: ​To grow the most fantastic, wonderful, mind-blowing aubergine Equestria has ever known! Likes: Aubergine, aubergine, Brinjal aubergine, Guinea squash, Melongene, Sandcatting, bowling (bowling team name is the aubergines), tennis, fishing, bacon Dislikes: Those who don't appreciate aubergine. Or those who try to steal his aubergine. Or think aubergines is a dumb bowling name. He doesn't really care for the colour yellow either. Especially on houses. Yick. Character Summary: To say Aubergine is enthusiastic about his job would be an understatement. He loves it! Of course he's not obsessed with aubergines. No, he still gets out and has typical goings-on just like any other citizen of Equestria. He just really likes aubergine, man! He was born in Talonpolis to a loving mum and dad, along with a half a dozen brothers and sisters. They named him Aubergine due to his pretty eye colour! His upbringing was usual for a griffon. Fighting with siblings for superiority, learning to be arrogant in the face of weakness, for griffons are strong! And good table manners. Stuff like that. As he grew up, it was hammered into him that if he was going to grow big and strong, he had to eat healthy. Now typically, his family thought this consisted of a heaping portion of meat. Aubergine, however, felt there must be something else out there that was healthier than just meat... It was then that he discovered... "Ha! This fruit looks funny!" the spunky hatchling said to an Equestrian trader. "What's it supposed to be?" "Aubergine" he said. The young griffon immediately demanded to know how the old stallion knew his name! But he said no! It's the name of the vegetable! Aubergine had no idea... But he had an immediate interest in it! It was clearly his destiny! So, over the next several years, he studied how to grow that vegetable, and it's properties! Turned out it wasn't all that healthy, but it wasn't all that bad for you either, so it's gotta be good! He ate it whenever he could, but not just by itself. He learned over time how to make several decent dishes using aubergine, and he still enjoyed his meat as well. Meat is awesome! Once he was old enough, he got a passport to Equestria and got into the farming business. It was nice, and the pay was decent, but he didn't really get along with his co-workers at first. Typical griffon stuff. But he was a hard worker, almost twice as good as any of his pony counterparts. Eventually, he felt he didn't have all that much joy working on a farm and seeing aubergine as 'work'. He felt it would be more fitting and bring him more joy if it were something he did on his own time, for pleasure! So he did just that. Currently, he just maintains his own farm as a hobby at his home in Baltimare, occasionally selling them if he feels they're exceptional quality. Other than that, he works as a postman. Chicks love a guy in uniform, right? ... Aw come on, don't be a hypocrite, post office uniforms are still uniforms. Outside of his hobby and work, he's a social griffon, and has even learned how to properly fit in with pony society. At first he didn't like the idea of having to be 'nice' and stuff to them, but found it has definite perks. now, some of his best friends are ponies! He's still that 'jerk' that every group of friends has, but they all love him for it. He's also the neighborly sort, plenty of the ponies living around him going to him with help with things, be it moving something, fixing a sink, or getting an opinion. He always attends neighborhood barbecues as well, seeing to be a natural life-of-the-party.

All little Ruby could think to do was give Reno a big hug! A hug of forgiveness! She was not ashamed of him, nor was she angry at him! In fact, she didn't really do much of anything to help with the fire either! And helping with the fire could've endangered the bunny! He did what he had to as a member of the Bunny squad! [colour=#ee82ee]"Aw, Reno! It's okay! You didn't do anything wrong, so you don't have nothing to be sorry for!" [/colour]Double negative, but hopefully Reno knew what she meant. Giving the colt a little nuzzle, she let him go and watched the class proceeding inside for this epic and wonderful apple juice most of them had been dreaming about the whole trip. Pinchy beamed at the prospect of delicious juice! [colour=#ee82ee]"Come on, Reno! Lets go inside!"[/colour] Trusting he would be following behind, Ruby went on ahead and proceeded inside. Once there, she'd wait for Reno to make sure 1) He came in and 2) They could enjoy juice together! D'aw.

[colour=#FF8C00]By BrainedBySaucepans[/colour] HAPPY BIRTHDAY, [colour=#9900FF]D[/colour][colour=#9900FF]AVROTH!!![/colour] Fillies and gentlecolts, dragons and draconequui, zebras and griffons and perytons (oh my!), and all other denizens of the alabaster city: [colour=#FF0000]TODAY IS [/colour][colour=#9900FF]DAVROTH’S[/colour][colour=#FF0000] BIRTHDAY![/colour] (If you couldn’t already tell~) For those of you who don’t know, [colour=#9900FF]Davroth[/colour] is one of Canterlot’s dedicated veterans! An active member for over a year straight now, there are few parts of Canterlot that [colour=#9900FF]Davvy[/colour] hasn’t had his, hoof in! A dedicated Mane RP roleplayer for the whole of the past year, his troupe of characters nearly numbers a dozen strong, including ze von an unly [colour=#00FFFF]Photo Finish[/colour] (all of which can be seen gettin’ down in the banner up top)! A number of his works of art can be found displayed in Canterlot’s gallery and even a little seamstressing can be found in the creativity section, by his hoof! And before it’s untimely ruin, [colour=#9900FF]Davvy[/colour] even often called the rogue roleplay of the Last Post Wins thread home, taking part in such monumental occurrences as [colour=#CC0000]The Second Great War[/colour] and [colour=#BF9000]The Fall of the Sun Empire![/colour] And even now, [colour=#9900FF]Davroth’s[/colour] dedication to Canterlot remains as strong as ever, steadfastly carrying out his staff duties as a Canterlot Role Play Helper! Without a doubt, [colour=#9900FF]Davroth[/colour] is one of Canterlot’s most cherished and valuable members, always willing to do whatever he can to help our community to grow and never shrinking away from giving his opinion and fighting for it when it could make a difference. Much of Canterlot has the privilege of calling [colour=#9900FF]Davroth[/colour] their friend and because of his unwavering dedication to Canterlot.com, [colour=#FF0000]S.[/colour][colour=#FF9900]M.[/colour][colour=#00FF00]I.[/colour][colour=#FF00FF]L.[/colour][colour=#0000FF]E! [/colour]has decided to honor him with a celebration, including a couple gifts, presented forthright: [colour=#274E13]Quills[/colour] by [colour=#00FFFF]Angie Cakes:[/colour] [colour=#990000]Trotto von Bissmal[/colour] by [colour=#FF9900]BrainedBySaucepans:[/colour] [colour=#999999](Spot reserved for additional pictures; check back later!)[/colour] So Canterlot, take a minute or two to wish a happy birthday to [colour=#9900FF]Davroth;[/colour] he most certainly desrves it! [colour=#9900FF]Davroth[/colour], all of us at [colour=#FF0000]S.[/colour][colour=#FF9900]M.[/colour][colour=#00FF00]I.[/colour][colour=#FF00FF]L.[/colour][colour=#0000FF]E![/colour][colour=#0000FF] [/colour]wish you the bestest birthday ever, full of grand adventures, merry making, and endless cheer! Happy birthday, [colour=#9900FF]Davroth![/colour] Sincerely, [colour=#FF0000]Imagination[/colour] [colour=#0000FF]Birthday Herald[/colour] of [colour=#FF0000]S.[/colour][colour=#FF9900]M.[/colour][colour=#00FF00]I.[/colour][colour=#FF00FF]L.[/colour][colour=#0000FF]E![/colour]

Awesome! Have fun!

Pinks... Pinkster... She would feel weird if she called her sister that. She still called her 'Pinkamena'... But only when she was being annoying. Oddly enough, there was Pinkie being normal and there was Pinkie being annoying. Though if she told anypony that they'd never believe the normal part. All that, and her trying to read the map wasn't all that assuring. She watched the ice cream, she tried to keep dust out of her eyes, and she tried to take a peek at the map to make sense of it.[colour=#808080] "Pinkie Pie, are you sure?"[/colour] She didn't mean to be a Negative Nancy, but... Oh, there's 'Miss Wubs'! She had never met the DJ before, but certainly had heard of her. She still had a nasty habit of calling her 'Miss Scratch'. [colour=#808080]"Did you enjoy the ride, Miss Scratch?"[/colour] See? Always in the formal with Inkie. She needed to loosen up a little! But once they met up with their sister, they could start this trip in earnest! She kept her mind on that, and how much fun they were going to have. At the very least, it put a big smile on her face.

She had Pinchy at 'Apple Pies' Yeah, those probably weren't going to see Monday. Delicious apple pie... Made by her friend Apple Pie! This WAS going to be the best weekend ever! In fact, she was so distracted by her daydreams of food that she didn't hear her friend rattle off that list of rules to her mother. Poor Berry. Or maybe not! It all depended on if she just accepts it or not and joins in on the fun! Pinchy would clean up any mess! ... Within reason. ... After severe prompting. ... And a nap. What do they do first? [colour=#ee82ee]"Oh Celestia so many choices!"[/colour] That's probably not the first thing Berry wanted to hear. [colour=#ee82ee]"We could play games! Or... Or dress up! Or build a blanket fort!"[/colour] Just a few of many possibilities the little filly could think of. Eh. Her mother should have expected these things. After all, how often had she come home to find Pinchy hunkered down in an elaborate blanket fort, holding a broomspear toward her and demanding a password to be let into the house? Usually the password was 'let me in or no dessert'. Oh that wicked mare, bringing snacks into this! They're innocent! [colour=#ee82ee]"... I dunno. What do you wanna do first?!"[/colour] she asks, that bright smile still stretching on her muzzle. Careful, Pinchy, lockjaw is hell.

Sketch was pretty good at coming up with backgrounds for characters. It was the most exciting part, after all! As for his little cleric... Maybe he'd go with a 'rags to enlightenment' sort of story. That's always nice, right?[colour=#ff8c00] "I think my cleric will be called Solumn Vow, of The Order of the Sun. A healer, primarily, though he wasn't always like that. As a colt, he was down on his luck, his family forced to panhandle and try to fend for themselves, and he had always been a bit bitter about his situation-"[/colour] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ He was embarrassed. Utterly embarrassed and enraged. His family, forced to beg and live off the streets. Disgraceful! He looked around him at all the others. They knew wealth, be it little or small, and so few of them were willing to share it. He was no good at stealing, he had tried! He felt sick trying to beg, so he was no good at that either. All he could do was smolder and resent. A small white unicorn sat on the street corner in his potato sack shirt, his manged golden mane unkempt and filthy, like the rest of his coat and tail. His eyes stared from under a mess of locks, amber locks a 'bright as a rising dawn', as his mother always said. While his parents were optimistic about their situation, he couldn't stand it. He hated being poor, looked down upon, mocked, pitied... He was told that one day they will have a fine living, and they can live happily, but he knows how it is. All the greed... No pony will give alms, no pony will hire a dirty bum off the street... Was this to be his fate? [colour=#daa520]"No! ENOUGH!"[/colour] he cried out one day, overcome with grief and anger. Only a few paused to consider his outburst, but went on about their business as usual. He went on anyway. The world had wronged him, and he was going to make sure everypony knew it, darn it! [colour=#daa520]"Am I not worthy?! Am I so useless because of my status?! Nay! You are all fools! Biggots! You who cannot see past class and wealth! You know nothing of life, only work! Only money!"[/colour] The only one who had bothered to listen to the whole thing happened to be a priest, donned in a clean white robe with various designs and symbols, a sun staff strapped to his back. He just sat there, smiling and listening. When Solumn seemed to be finished, the old uniform spoke up. [colour=#808080]"So much hate for one so small... Yet I feel you don't truly know what it is you are angry at".[/colour] Solumn too offense to this, scoffing at the old minister. [colour=#808080]"PAH! My family must live off charity, and these ponies both refuse to give such charity, AND refuse to see just how wrong it is! No pony should have to live like this!"[/colour] "But as you said before, little one, all they care for is money. Tell me... Is that so different from yourself? Demanding to know why they will not share their wealth with the misfortunate?" [colour=#daa520]"You... You DARE compare their situation to mine?! I have nothing!"[/colour] The priest only seemed to smile more, shaking his head. [colour=#808080]"No, child, you have something. One could say you have everything" [/colour]The young unicorn was baffled by this. What a foolish thing to say! But the priest went on.[colour=#808080] " Possessions are fleeting. Wealth corrupts. Employment distracts. To have everything, one could say, is to have nothing. Yet to have nothing is to have everything. For you have life, child. Life and spirit. Regardless of how bad things may seem, regardless of those who see you as lesser, you must know in your heart that you are greater. You are free of possessions, free of distraction, and free of corruption. You, child, have everything. With faith, you can live happily..."[/colour] [colour=#daa520]"Faith...?"[/colour] He did desire happiness... And there was sense to what this old stallion was saying.[colour=#808080] "Yes, faith. Every day is a blessing to everypony, big and small, rich and poor. Faith can build, and faith can destroy. We are asked to be kind, we are asked to be generous, and we are asked to bring good will." [/colour]Suddenly, a noseboop! This caught Solumn off-guard, and actually made him giggle. This stranger had given him something nopony every had before with his strange words. Hope! He realized that he should appreciate what he has, and not lament over what he doesn't have. He should not ask others to give to him, but he should seek to give himself to others. Generosity and kindness was a two way street. It had been a short time after the cleric had left that he came to this realization, and that earned him his cutie mark! It was the outline of a rising sun over a small hill, reminding him that every day was bright and glorious, no matter how big or how small the obstacle. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [colour=#ff8c00]"A few years down the road, he joined the clergy. As a member of The Order of the Sun, he hoped to spread joy and hope to others, as well as teach ponies to be kind to one another, much like that old stallion did for him when he was young."[/colour] A solid story... Right? That was just off the top of his head, so there were probably minor things wrong with it, but nothing that couldn't be tweaked. This was the creation process after all!

This was so exciting! But at the same time, nerve wracking Did she remember to lock the door? Turn off the lights? Did she make sure to tell somepony where she was going? Oh Celestia, she didn't leave the stove on did she? Oh jeeze... She wasn't supposed to worry! This was supposed to be a fun trip with her sisters and their friend! They had the enigmatic DJ Pon3 with them, she had to play it cool! Taking a deep breath, all possible worries flushed from her mind. This was going to be awesome! The more and more she thought about it, the more excited she got. Inkie Pie departed the train when they arrived, taking a moment to stretch her legs and take in that fresh... dusty air. Her first breath managed to be during a little sand gust, causing the monotone pony to start coughing a bit. Wee, Appleoosa! It wasn't all bad! It's a new place, and when she heard about Pinkie's last trip with her friends it seemed pretty neat. All things considered this was pretty exciting! All they had to do was meet up with Agate and this trip could get started! It was going to be so nice to have everypony together. [colour=#808080]"Pinkie!"[/colour] she called out behind her, though knowing her sister she was probably going to be right behind her. No calling needed. [colour=#808080]"Do you remember where we're going? You've been here before"[/colour] though hopefully there'd be a lot less pie fights with native buffalo Though when she heard that story she couldn't help but giggle. If only all war could be fought with pie. Delicious! Well, in one way or another there was Pie in Appleoosa and they were going to make the most of it before they left!