Hippo

I can't believe what they are doing to Spike's character. It'll be interesting if how that new crush of his works out...

its kind of hard to loop with those stinkin foals in the way Because Luna's eyes were the only thing that was moving, I was able to edit out her eye animations and paste them onto other frames where the pegasus foals weren't ruining the shot. You didnt specify demensions, so I cropped it to a 150 X 150, which is the limits for avatars on this forum. It also does not exceed the kb limit. As an added bonus, I made a few run thoroughs of her blinks and copied them to make them look staggered (and more natural). It was fun and easy making this one. Your welcome! http://i1125.photobucket.com/albums/l585/riverhippo269/lunablinkanim.gif

its kind of hard to loop with those stinkin foals in the way

[ Pony Related Character ] Name: Arrow Plain; Nickname: Arpy (by friends and teachers) (Also refers to herself as Silent Storm when she jumps into her sneak suit. See below for details on this alias) Sex: Female Age: Filly (Young Teenager) Species: Unicorn Pelt Color: Kodak Yellow Mane/Tail Color & Style: Happy blue and happy green in 3 sections Eye Color: Light Blue Cutie Mark: Horseshoe with wings Physique: Average Residence: Appleloosa Occupation: Schoolfilly Motivation: Arrow Plain's motivation in life is to be able to fly, even though her natural ability keeps her from doing so. More importantly, she is motivated by the existence of her parents being somewhere in the sky because that is where she believes she came from before being adopted by an Appleloosa family. Likes: Adventuring, flying, pretending to fly, day-dreaming of flying, challenges. Dislikes: Being called by her real name 'Arrow Plain', taking baths, sitting still, being made fun of for her aspirations. Character Summary: Arrow was raised by Buffalo after being found in the desert left for dead. She doesn't remember anything from before the day the buffalo found her mostly because she was too young. They named her Arrow Plain, after the location they found her at and the appearance they at one time believed to be an arrow stuck in her head. Arrow would later resent this name because of how silly it sounds and because she believes she has a different real name. As she got older, the buffalo learned of her natural adventurous personality and was always wandering off and putting herself in dangerous positions. When a group of settler ponies set up camp at what would become Appleloosa, Arrow wandered again and fell off a cliff breaking her leg. The buffalo decided that she would be better off with her own kind and gave her to the authorities of Appleloosa. There, she discovered other ponies and got to know them well. At the local general store, she met a stallion that became her friend. One day, he gave her a golden horseshoe and claimed that it gives good fortune to the pony who possesses it. Her foster parents try hard to love her and look out for her, but her natural tendencies to fend for herself gets her into a lot of trouble. One time, she tried to convince a young weak pegasus pony at school that he could fly, and nearly injured him because of her dare. After being grounded for her antics, she threw a tantrum in her room and rashly tossed the golden horseshoe out the window. Before it even hit the ground, a large bird grabbed it and began flying off. Worried that she may not find it again, Arrow Plain escaped through the window and ran into the desert where the bird was going. Just as she thought she was losing sight of the bird, she saw it drop the horseshoe from high in the sky. As it fell, Arrow tried to reach the end of its trajectory before it fell to the ground and jumped for it. As it turned out, she jumped into a canyon that was many hundred hooves deep. When Arrow's life flashed before her eyes, she saw one moment that she did not recall. She saw in her mind's eye, a moment where she and her parents where resting peacefully in a cloudy realm. Just before she fell to the canyon bottom, a Wonderbolt rescued her from certain death. It was this near death experience that she received her cutie mark. As she got home and dealt with her worrisome guardians, she understood that her wish to fly was not just a wish, but her purpose. And she knew that if she could find away to soar in the clouds, she would be that much closer to finding her real parents. She believes that her parents live in the sky and that for some reasons unknown she was abandoned in the desert by accident. Her cutie mark represents her ability and purpose to continue to reach for the sky, both figuratively and literally. Her purpose in life is mostly driven by, but is not limited to, finding her real parents. For a deeper look at her backstory, read 'When All Falls: The Arrow Plain Story' Arrow Plain isn't a Cast character, but I thought I would outline a few things that involve canon: - Arrow Plain was raised by buffalo before Appleloosa was founded. - It cannot be confirmed which specific buffalo cared for her. - Arrow Plain was given to the Appleloosans shortly after they arrived. - It wasn't until later that the Appleloosans created an apple orchard, asked for tree donations from other distant communities (Bloomberg), and started the land dispute with the buffalo shortly before the first harvest of the apple trees. - She experienced the events of "Over a Barrel" from the Appleloosan side, which put her in a strange position, since she has 'family' on both sides of the land dispute. Poison Joke Symptom: Her legs shrink to the size of just her hooves. Her tiny steps become the demise of this adventurous pony. She has yet to experience this, since poison joke doesn't grow well in the desert. NEW! Silent Storm: Arrow refers to herself as Silent Storm when she wears a sneak suit she keeps hidden in her bottom dresser drawer. Arrow is a pretty sneaky filly when it comes to causing trouble and avoiding conflict with adults who will surely foil her flight schedule. But she feels that wearing this costume makes her invisible. She may look cool in it, and almost carry with her a Batman look to it, but she is the same troublesome filly in it. More than anything, this costume is a ballad to her creative imagination than it is the reality of her becoming a vigilante.

My first final draft is done. I am very pleased with how it turned out. Tell me what you guys think!!

You've been working on this for two whole months! I think Manestream needs some rest...

I will release the poem in full later... if you catch my drift.

Part 2 draft complete. total 4 parts now.

I got one... Loindon

I think the more obvious it is, the better it is.

So I was thinking about something: Apparently, whatever planet Equestria is on, the moon should always be at a full state if it is opposite the sun. But the moon isn't always at a full state. This means that the Equestrian moon, much like our moon, has different phases throughout the weeks because of it's proximity to the earth and sun. This means that Luna doesn't always appear when the sun sets. For a pretty large portion of the moon phases, the moon can be shown in the sky during the daytime. So, Luna wouldn't have to be so lonely. But as the show indicates, the moon seems to show only at night. This means that the moon orbits the earth in the same time that the earth orbits the sun, right? I'm not astronomer, but I think it would be impossible. I believe planet satellites have to orbit their planet at a certain rate in order to not succumb to the gravity of the sun, pulling it closer to the center of the solar system. Of course, since the magic of the alicorns is what makes these things happen anyway, you wonder why they couldn't fudge the numbers to have it make sense. Is Trollestia tricking her sister into thinking that the moon can only show during the day? Probably.

Wouldn't it be cool if MLPFiM had a red carpet event for the season 2 premiere, lol. I don't know what that has to do with this exact topic, but there ya go...

I would say that horn is a wand in itself. Perhaps a fan fiction where witches try to hunt unicorns for their magic horns is in order 0___o. I always think of Equestrian magic as more of a mind-bending thing. Any chants or words spoken usually pertain to an evil or black magic. Also, Zecora had her own chants, but they were later revealed to be just 'nursery rhymes'

perhaps the luck you got finding the first 4 leaf clover gave you enough luck to find another one. And that one gave you the luck needed to find the next, and the next, and so on. Kind of a viscous cycle if you think about it Maybe I'm just so unlucky to admit anyone could have real luck. kick out with hind-legs. Bucked. Applebuck. kicking out with hind-legs. Bucks.

Author's Note: The style of this poem-story uses flashes and previous memories to help the story along. This use of parallels is ideal for story telling, but can sometimes confusing to read. To prevent any confusion, the flashback parts will be italicized. Please provide as much positive and negative feedback as you wish. It was a peaceful night in Appleloosa and the stars would glow with pride. Many of the pony folk had already gone inside. A tiny foal in an upstairs window was seen making a prayer. Once she saw a falling star, it made her want to declare. "Oh please, oh please, you mighty sky, please give me purpose that I may soar. Across the heavens and in midair, my wish is to be with the clouds once more." And as that tiny unicorn foal drifted off to sleep, She had lovely pony dreams that reminded her of her experiences deep. The sun was blazing like a fire suspended in the sky. The ground was battered with an intense heat, drying it up with temperatures high. When a sweating herd of buffalo stampeded through the plain, The herd leader noticed something and shouted, "Stop running in this domain!" As the dust cleared and the buffaloes crept near, a unicorn foal appeared. Lying helplessly on the desert floor and inconspicuously looking to be spared. The buffalo grabbed the unconscious pony and let it ride on their backs. It wasn't until they took her to camp, that she arose from her dehydration attack. "Arrow Plain, breakfast is ready!" A pony's voice yelled up the stairs. Into a little foal's room and woke her sleepy head up, with little care. "I told you, Mrs. Trails, I don't like that name, it's embarrassing to me. Just call me by my nickname that my friends and teachers use: Arpy." "Oh, I love your name," the mare said as she served the foal some fruit. "You know how special your name is, how you got it, you know it's cute!" "Yes, Mrs. Trails, I know how I got the name, but it's not who I really am." The foal unconvincingly ate some fruit as she remembered when it came. "I think we should raise her, sir, she doesn't have parents or any place to go." "So be it," The chief said to his counselor, concerning the future of this new foal. "But what should we call her, Chief? Let me choose a name for her!" After the young bull thought for a moment he proclaimed, "Got it! How about Little Yellow Fur?" The Chief looked at him blankly and insisted on something better instead. "We found her in the plains and it seems to have an arrow lodged in her head." The younger bull yielded to his masters better ideas. He dare not complain. The Chief proudly announced just then, "She shall be forever called: Arrow Plain." The little foal ate the fruit her guardian put out on the table. When she looked up at the front door, she saw her two friends yell as they were able. "Common, Arpy!" Jonagold said. "We'll be late for school!" Nova added. Arrow quickly got her bag and stumbled slightly towards the door she was headed. Mrs. Trails stopped her and reminded, "Be a good filly today." "I will," Arrow responded as her eyes rolled up and away. The three young ponies trotted quickly down the dusted main road. As Arrow looked up, she got a glimpse of a flying bird that she so much adored. A young learning filly walked into Chief's tent and asked. "Tell me again the story about when the tribe found me half-dead." The Chief sighed as he couldn't resist telling the pony's miracle. For he knew such amazing story, if not seen with own eyes, is not so believable. "We found you lying in the desert, with no food, no water, no care. It is our belief that somehow you fell from high in the air. Maybe someday, you will learn to fly up to the distant clouds. Then, and only then, can your true purpose in life be heard inside aloud." During the day at school, Arrow listened to her teacher talk about trying new things. When the kids were released for recess, Arrow began talking to a younger colt with wings. "You're a pegasus pony, right? Why aren't you flying around?" Little Skyward replied, "Because my tiny wings aren't strong enough to lift me from the ground." "Nonsense!" Arrow scolded, "We need to get you into the sky where you belong. If I was you, I wouldn't waste my time. I would be flying up and around all day long." Arrow helped a doubting Skyward up on top of the schoolhouse roof. And with one large yelp, Skyward was pushed off the building by Arrow's left hind hoof. A panicked Arrow swings and flails her hoofs from side to side desperately, As she falls from a cliff that borders the buffalo's main campsite closely. 'What was I thinking?' she thought to herself in the short moments that she hovered. And other millions of regretful thoughts swarmed her head as her immediate danger was discovered. A few eternal seconds later, her legs made first contact with the ground below. Creating a convincing cracking sound that came from just beneath her elbow. Smashing the ground front-hooves first, she cried a small whimper of pain. Her own adventurous attempts at flying off cliffs was her only thing to blame. A guilty-faced Arrow sits in the mercy of the schoolhouse teacher's office. "What were you thinking Arrow? Your actions lately have become more and more lawless. I called your parents in to take you home, and I'm suspending you for the day. And I forbid you to talk to your adventurous friends who give you this desire for foul play." The teacher reminded, "Be fortunate that haystack was there to break Skyward's fall. Any time somepony gets hurt because of a stupid game, it ends up no fun at all." Arrow defended, "That's not fair! You can't keep me from seeing my friends, can you?" "I'm sorry Arpy," she replied, "But there is nothing else I can think of for you not to do." "Where are you taking me?" Arrow Plain asked the Chief as he carried her towards Large amounts of earth ponies building a new rustic civilization with several boards. "Hush, little one," the Chief commanded as he ran to a building while ponies stare. "Sheriff Silverstar, this injured foal is way too much for us to bear." Later that day, Arrow was scared, not knowing what was going on, questioning her safety. "Now listen here, I want you to meet my friends," a random mare said so vaguely. "Mr. and Mrs. Trails are good pony folk, they would love to give you a home." The Trails' fawned the cute foal in a sling; it was the end of her days with the Buffalo's roam. A disciplined Arrow drags her hooves through the dust of the Appleloosan dirt. Her foster parents just in front of her glared with disappointment that the filly could have been hurt. "When we get back home, you're going straight to your room, and staying there for the night. You need to think about what you've done and understand that what you're doing isn't right." The young blank flank filly hung her head low and pouted along the way. When she got home, there was no ifs, ands, or buts, she was ordered in her room to stay. Arrow threw a tantrum in her room but stayed quiet enough as she was told. And then she remembered about the item she kept under her pillow, a horseshoe that gleamed with gold. Arrow trotted happily into Mr. Tumbleweed's general store. The old stallion's shop was the only convenience that early Appleloosans had before. "Hey Mr. Tumbleweed, watcha selling today?" Arrow asked him friendly. "Nothing new much," he responded, "that a young filly would take interest in, unfortunately." Arrow grabbed a few sticks of apple jerky, a usual treat she got from here. The old stallion decided to share something with her, "Let me show you something dear." He pulled out a golden horseshoe and claimed that it would bring her good fortune. "Take it, my friend, and try it out, and let me hear from the good things that happen real soon." In her frustration, she threw the golden shoe out the window towards a drinking trough. And quite strangely, a vulture grabbed it by the beak and began carrying it off. "No!" She yelled as her heart quickly changed and she jumped safely out of the window And began running after the bird, not minding the punishment her foster parents bestowed. She followed the vulture for what seemed several miles before she realized the sun come down. And as dusk grew dimmer she began to lose her sense of direction and the location of the town. Just then she saw the bird drop an object that reflected the remaining daylight. And she jump towards the golden object off the canyon edge several hundred feet in height. Her face bleached pale and her legs treaded air as the distance to the ground was realized. Thoughts ran through her mind, regrets and confusion, as her life flashed before her eyes. Buffalo find her in the desert, Her existence is fabled in the air, They give her to the Appleloosans, Her foster parents offer to care, Her friends love adventuring with her, But it sometimes leads her unaware, Few ponies really understand her, And her wish to soar in the air, Times were good, times were bad, To her they were all the same, But a flash of unknown territory, Of ponies she didn't know came, They shared Arrow's pelt and hair colors, And gave her loving affection, In the clouds high in the sky, Her parents were seen in her reflection. At terminal velocity, Arrow fell towards the ground, her tears streaking aside her head. After all the foolish things she's done she knew that soon she would be dead. From out of nowhere, a white blur appeared whizzing past her side. And slowly but surely lifted her up from her high-speed falling hide. The white image cradled her body softly to the canyon floor. When she rubbed her eyes clear of tears, she saw the sight that she could not ignore. A pegasus Wonderbolt colt smiled cleanly looked at her with pride as Arrow arose. He told her, "Maybe try flying some other day," before he shot back into the sky with the crows. "Arpy, what do you want to do when you grow up?" Her teacher asked in class. Arrow thought carefully and decided her aspiration to fly would not pass. "I want to be a farmer," she lied, as she grinned and sat low in her desk. "Very good," the teacher said, not focusing on Arrow's mask. "Remember kids, whatever you want to do is up to you, you can do anything! You just have to put your mind to it and you can achieve the best things. And for those who don't have you cutie mark yet, no worries my little ponies. When you discover your true talent, it will appear on your haunch with ease!" Arrow could not find the golden horseshoe after several minutes of looking. The darkness was shrouding the land making it difficult for finding and searching. She gave up and walked into the direction she hoped would lead her to town. Even after being saved by a Wonderbolt, her face was full of frown. Unrealistically, she made it to town and knocked on her house's front door. When her foster mom opened it, she was already crying tears, her anxiety restored. "Where have you been Arrow? We were worried sick about you!" "I was trying to-," Arrow corrected herself, "trying something I cannot do." Mrs. Trails ran hot water in the washroom to clean up the dirty foal. She was overwhelming herself passed the thoughts of being aggravatingly boiled. As she scrubbed the unwilling filly from all of the dirt and sweat of the day. She noticed something about the foal and made her stand up and say, "Arrow, what did you do?" As she pointed towards Arrow Plain's rear. Arrow slowly looked back at her own hide to find a cutie mark had appeared. It was a solid steel horseshoe with substantial wings of it's own. "I AM meant to be in the sky!" the little foal shouted as if it was something she had always known. Later that night, Mrs. Trails tucked her foster filly into her mattress haystack. All transgressions were put aside for the young pony everyone missed had finally come back. In a dark bedroom, with Arrow's sleepy eyes carrying half lid. She felt an uncomfortable nudge on her poll coming from underneath the pillow head. Lifting the pillow, but what did she see, was a glowing shine of gold It was her golden horseshoe she thought she'd never again get hold With a smile from ear to ear, she fluffed her pillow and went to sleep And dreamed of her future adventures, perhaps taking place above the mountains steep Across the skies where clouds carry tired pegasi ponies napping A glimpse of a real world heaven can be seen with her true parents patiently waiting.

Added paragraph of character flaws.

Yes. I am taking Manestream's feedback into consideration, but I still am waiting on approval too. Any extra feedback would be gravy!

Wow. I don't know. It depends on what angle that they do it. And seeing as all of Seth McFarlane's stuff is all relatively the same, I expect the same type of humor. Unfortunately, 2013 is a long time to have to wait and see.

It had been a good day so far. The weather was lovely, the trees sang harmony by the wind, and the birds chirped in everlasting unison. And even better yet, Granola Gracie had an engagement with the Ponyville flower shop. It had be a few weeks since Granola was able to find a new specimen suitable for florals-sake. Typically, she would find a new rare plant in the woods and attempt to share its beauty with the ponyfolk in Ponyville. But last time, what she discovered was a weed-like flower that made everypony sneeze if they got within 100 hooves of it. It frustrated Gracie at the time, but it wasn't as nearly as unfortunate as the time she introduced a bright pink plant that sprayed other plants around it with poison, killing them. But no, this time was different. She was confident that the new plant she found would be suitable for almost anypony to have in their garden, be that their recreation. As she trotted through town on the way to the flower shop, she noticed a light blue colored ring of motion tumbling down a hill at town's edge. As the figure rolled through the flatter streets and slowed it's rotation, a creature appeared from the dust and dirt. At first glance, Granola noticed the missing appearance of what looked to be the pony creature's hind legs. In a sudden burst of urgency, Granola felt the need to find out if she was hurt. After she ran a little closer she came to a halt as soon as she realized that this creature looked to be half pony, half fish. "What in Equestria is that," she ask a random pony next to her. Granola, along with everypony in the vicinity and a flabbergasted look on their face.

The wishing for all of the returns of locations and characters can all be solved with one 'easy' fix: a MLP sandbox game.

That still leaves the problems of where magic and mythical critters like dragons came from. I'm betting they got magic the same way they got tools; by finding where we left it. There were probably old magic books thrown away because they were automatically assumed to be fake, when they were actually real. As for mythical creatures, they were probably "summoned" through magical effects, or maybe created through human science either before humans disappeared, or after by hidden human survivors. Maybe the mad science angle explains the rise of the ponies too. Edit: Fixed a typo where i typed 'whey' instead of way for some reason. following the "land after humans" idea, i think simple evolution could have get the "mythical" creatures done.As of now the only magical creatures are the ponies, right? Phoenixes, too. I had a conversation on a Spyro forum about the possible existence of dragons, and on established thought was that, if dragons could ever be real, would nature and evolutions be able to contain all of the elements that en-tale what a dragon is. Of course, magic is a touchy subject in scientific terms, but we came to somewhat of an agreement that a creature that breathes fire is possible, because there are three things needed to make fire: oxygen, fuel, and a spark. Oxygen is obvious, some creatures in the dead sea have known to produce methane gas, and several creatures on earth have the ability to produce spark-giving mechanisms in their biology. We also assumed that even though no vertebrate creature on earth has more than 4 limbs, an evolutionary change to create 6 or more limbs is completely plausible. Another thing to entertain ourselves in thought with is, the possibility that other worlds and planets may have different biologies than we have. The notion to us that you cannot have life without water makes sense, since we have yet to find life in place where there is no sign of H2O. But what if the building blocks of life evolved on a planet without any moisture. If this is possible, than other life-giving worlds could contain a completely different biology than our own, making it extremely unique. The possibilities on the appearance and attributes of life in these kinds of situations has almost no boundaries.

I always liked the theory that ponies end up inhabiting Earth after homo sapiens die off for some reason. And perhaps not too much longer later (maybe even while humans still existed), some species of equine gained intelligence and decreased in size. After the humans die off, it's filled with the remains of human's existence: saddles, human tools, and even some architecture. And of course as always, magic makes it all complete.

Everyday I hear you talking about working on your bike. If you keep this up, you'll have a crotch rocket or Harley by the end of the summer. Maybe you should install a MLP theme'd seat.

It's almost been a full year since I've played through all 13 Spyro games. And I'll probably play through the Legend series a few times, since the handheld versions are a little different. Gonna start doing that in this order: 1. Spyro the Dragon - Playstation 2. Spyro 2: Ripto's Rage - Playstation 3. Spyro: Year of the Dragon - Playstation 4. Spyro: Season of Ice - GameBoy Advanced 5. Spyro 2: Season of Flame - GameBoy Advanced 6. Spyro: Enter the Dragonfly - PS2 7. Spyro: Attack of the Rhynocs - GameBoy Advanced 8. Spyro Orange: A Cortex Conspiracy - GameBoy Advanced 9. Spyro: A Hero's Tail - PS2 10. Spyro: Shadow Legacy - Nintendo DS 11. The Legend of Spyro: A New Beginning - DS 12. The Legend of Spyro: A New Beginning - GameBoy Advanced 13. The Legend of Spyro: The Eternal Night - DS 14. The Legend of Spyro: The Eternal Night - GameBoy Advanced 15. The Legend of Spyro: Dawn of the Dragon - DS 14. The Legend of Spyro: A New Beginning - PS2 15. The Legend of Spyro: The Eternal Night - PS2 16. The Legend of Spyro: Dawn of the Dragon - PS3 Let's see how long it takes me (clicks stopwatch) Between Spyro, my Dallas Mavericks championship run, other sports, and my roommates and I watching through all 6 seasons of LOST, I think my time will be well occupied. Here's to summer *CHEERS*

we should change Depry's name to Hasbro.