Trilobite

Ha ha ha! Yaaay! There is something mischevious in Bramble Rose's grin, and I too get a sort of Calvin and Hobbes vibe, or a good cop/bad cop vibe. Bramble Rose looks like he's willing to be nice to you, but he is in control of this monstrosity, so maybe you'd better just do what he asks. I think the build and mane look really good. Bramble has always been described as somewhat delicate, and even a little...not effete, he doesn't lack strength of character, but maybe a little effeminate. The delicate limbs, comparitively small body, and long, gorgeous mane all work for that. The fall of the cape and the fold of the collar may need some adjusting, but I'm really not sure. I'd recommend checking some references, if you haven't already, to see how that might work. I know drapery is a thorn in the hoof to draw, from personal experience. I love the timber wolf! That thing is HUGE! And scary! The teeth turned out really, really well, and the lines of the skull and expression worked out great. Me likey! I encourage you to keep working and refining these, mon ami!

Oh yeah. Totally dashing. He looks like the kind of rogue who would have to fend mares off with a stick, a rough-and-tumble character who just needs the right mare to rescue him from his life of crime!

Yaay! Take these brownines. And a hug. One of the biggest compliments you can pay a GM is being inspired enough by the game to do some creative work with it. Starburst totally deserves it, and you've shown it here. I like both sketches, because you use dyanamic poses and expressions to show something about the character. I think the sketch of Curtain Call (who I'm having a blast playing with) is particularly strong. The perspective worked out nicely, especially on the face, and the accoutrements work well. As for my character (squee!) I love how you styled her hair! As a paladin of Princess Platinum, she of course takes excellent care of her coiffeure, even if it is a coiffeure de guerre. Having it styled into waves like that not only shows that, but makes her pretty, which she definitely is. I agree that the barding needs some revision, but that's what sketches are for. I urge you to continue working on it, and not just because it's my character! However, I love love love the design you used, and the way you worked the shapes of the crown into the greaves! Plus her expression...I could almost think this is how Curtain Call thinks of her. ;D I like the fact that you went with something other than a stern, martial expression, instead opting to show another side of her. All in all, good work, and I'm looking forward to seeing Bramble Rose and further revisions of these characters.

Yep. That's why I think you could present yourself in the proper way (as someone wise above me said, sending out flyers in advance could work!) you could ameliorate the problem. And just as in life you could probably find plenty of pleasant ponies who would accept you. Now, what about adapting to life as a pony, assuming you got transformed into one on entering? Let's assume it was a surprise crazy magic vortex thing. How tough would that be, huh? I think you'd probably adapt, but I at least would spend a couple days crying just from the shock and stress, and I think I would miss some things--like maybe my old, full height--for the rest of my life.

Dear Princess Celestia, Today I learned that while trying to be ready for problems and eventualities is important, it's just as important to make sure you're preparing for the right things. And 'the right things' for one circumstance or place are not always 'right' for another. Maintaining focus on problems you're used to being ready for can only hurt you if it means you ignore what you need to do now. I remain, Your Humble Servant The Trilobite

Yeah, opposable digits would be pretty awesome. They'd have seen 'em before, on minotaurs (not monsters) griffons, and the like, but I think they'd still be interested in our setup. We've seen that ponies are pretty flighty--or about as much so as your average H. sapiens, so one thing to consider would be the fact that you might frighten a lot of folks. Still I--and I doubt I'm alone here--am used to getting along just fine with most of my fellows shunning me and a few worthwhile people as good friends. I reckon the situation might be similar in Equestria: a lot of ponies frightened or uncertain of this big brown/pink/reddish/whatever color thing gangling along all covered in cloth, but with accepting folks easy enough to find and probably more worth spending time with than the average hoofer.

Bold, brash, and stylish. That sums you up.

Living in Equestria as a human being: I think it'd take some getting used to, but most people would be able to adapt. Heck, you wouldn't have to struggle for food or shelter, which would remove two *huge* stressors that lead to mental breakdown in situations of massive change. Give most people enough to eat and a place to sleep and they will surprise you with how flexible they can be. The food issue wouldn't be much of a problem. First of all, I think the Equestrians would be so understanding that our dietary habits would be acceptable to them. Especially ponies who deal with other animals! They'd be able to understand that different critters eat different things, and it'd probably be okay. And heck, if you decided to go pure plants-only, well, people can live and even thrive that way! I did it myself for years, during part of which I was running 10-15 kilometers almost every day and doing other physical conditioning besides. Addictions would be tough, but I think most of us would be able to get over them after a bit of misery. And the magical nature of health care and related fields would probably take care of the rest. Monsters seem like a rarity. Okay, not, you know, a Rarity Rarity, but a rare thing, and I'll bet that's what part of the royal guard and other similar groups deal with. But even if not, heck, our ancestors dealt with monsters back in the ice age before every living thing learned to fear the Wrath of Man. People can deal with it. Heck, you might find yourself more well-equipped, mentally and physically, to wrangle monsters, than the average pony. Personally, the toughest thing for me would probably be finding gainful employment. I got no real marketable skills and don't train up well. People say I could be an announcer, so maybe I could do that. Or...well, I guess I got some teaching experience, so I could probably bone up on Equestrian science, history, and what have you and get a job teachin' foals. It's a fun thing to think about, and I'll certainly be spending no small amount of time contemplating this. Of course, if you became a pony on going there, or were born in that world, you'd be even more well-adapted to the world. Would I go if given the chance? Heck yes! Not even to meet the characters or live the life depicted in the show, but for ADVENTURE! I mean, c'mon, chance to go to another world? How could I resist?

Squallmane! Hello and welcome to one of the best forums on the internet. You're gonna like it here: we got good folks, some nice RP, and a pretty good chat, too. Pop by sometime and say 'ello to Parhelion!

You are rockin' your avatar and have own sense of style; the character of Gale Storm shows this well. You're also not afraid to show this, but you're not arrogant about it. That self-possession and calm assurance is an example to others who might be worried about exhibiting and developing their own creativity.

Heya! Always good to see another RPer. Come on in, the water's fine! You're gonna like it here--we got a good chat, some sweet RP, courteous people, and a buffet! See you soon, senor.

Aaa! Don't scare me like that. A kindred spirit! Welcome, my friend. Yaaaaay Foster's! You are a double-kindred spirit! Protip: that means you win! Applejack is awesome, but I'm a big fan of Rarity just because of what the writers did with her character. Hope to see you 'round the forums and the chat. Look up Parhelion if you're ever in Stalliongrad!

Howdy and welcome! No need to be nervous: as you can see folks here are about the nicest you might want to meet. Enjoy your cider, and looking forward to meeting you on the forums!

Hey, welcome! I studied biology m'self. You're gonna like it here. Friendly folks, people take the time to type properly, there's good roleplay, and a great atmosphere. Also, isn't Fluttershy the greatest? I would totally hang out with her.

You have a great name, found an awesome user pic, and either know Judge Dredd or have the excellent taste to use him as as a reference combined with Roid-O. Also, if you really are into weightlifting and have the presence of mind to be able to enjoy a quality show like MLP without being deterred by who it's marketed toward, you have a maturity and balance rare in human beings.

My friends dig the show--quality is quality, regardless of the form it comes in. Acquaintances sometimes give me a hard time, but not after they've watched the show themselves! It's just a show. Ain't no thing but a pegasus wing.

This was fun. It was nice seeing it get more organized as our various leaders got into their harnesses and started to pull. Giving some specific issues for ponies to work on really helped players and characters coalesce, too. Nice!

Parhelion swooped down next to the green pony racing with Page. "He's pulling ahead, he's pulling ahead!" He called out to the slightly larger earth pony. "Don't start slacking now, my friend!"

Parhelion settled to the ground once more, glancing briefly at Silver Mint, who was still hitched to the wagon and possibly covered in snow from Parhelion's earlier actions. With Dunder and Muggo' discussing food, his stomach rumbled. "In Stalliongrad there's a big feast after Winter Wrap-Up," he says. "Maybe they do the same here?"

Parhelion grins hugely. This band of strangers coming together to do what needed to be done, without thought and without selfishness, that's what life was all about. He flew over to the tree the green pegasus was standing under. "This guy has it right, everypony! Now that the little things are taken care of, let's get this place cleaned up!" He turned and kicked the branches of the tree he was hovering by, an inexpert blow at best. Snow fell everywhere: in the cart, on the road, and on the poor dollar-green earth pony with the theater-mask cutie-mark. Parhelion blushed. "Oh. Sorry."

"Yeah, that was...wow!" Parhelion said to Dunder Blust, stumbling into a landing and holding out his hoof to the pegasus. He looks around at the others gathered here. "In fact, everybody was...was wow! I mean, wow! It uh, it won't come back, right?"

Parhelion, winging indecisvely above the battle, hears Silver Mint's command, and it snaps him out of his daze. "Right! Center of the ice!" He dips one wing down near the manticore, tickling its nose. "Hey monster," she shouts, his voice breaking in fear. "C-come get your dinner!" He turns and begins flapping heavily backward, toward the ice, trying to stay in front of the manticore but out of its reach.

Rising high on a thermal, Parhelion rested his aching wings. The quick lift to dizzying heights and the cold air, laden with ice crystals still, refreshed him. He gave a sigh of contentment and looked down to see Muggo' pulling to a halt near a big rooftop, the snow already helpfully sectioned out by an enterprising pegasus. He did a quick scan of the area, planning his dive and ascent, a contented smile on his face. Something caught his eye. Immediately he could tell something was wrong by the resovoir. Two tiny dots were struggling. One of them...was much larger than the other, much larger than any pony! And it was attacking! Snow forgotten, Parhelion folding his wings and went into a spiraling dive. He straightend out above the streets of Ponyville and took a deep breath. "Muggo'! Monster! Resovoir! MONSTER! RESOVOIR!" He yelled, banking clumsily and narrowly avoiding a house. Snow spilled down onto the street as he flapped heavily, overcorrecting before leveling out. He looked back toward the earth pony, hoping he was unhitched and following.

"aaaaaaaaaAAAAAA!" A screaming black speck becomes a hurtling grey pegasus as Parhelion plummets from the sky. With a terrific whoosh, he opens his wings and banks, moving at terminal velocity, past a large tree. The snow, caught in a turbulent whirlwind, is vacuumed from every branch and nascent leaf. Most of it goes into the wagon the powerfully-built earth pony is pulling; the rest, well...could be anywhere but on the tree. A dusting of fine ice crystals draws a glittering arc between the tree and Parhelion, as he climbs into the sky, seeking another thermal. "I'll get another one in a few!" Parhelion shouts back, exhiliration ringing in his voice. "Wave again when you're ready!"