Pony

[colour=#4b0082]T[/colour]he white mare blinked and looked upwards towards Dunder, who was standing in the doorway. "Ah, welcome. My name is miss Fleur De Lis. Of course, you should already know who I am." She stood up and trotted across the room. "Well, you look good and strong." She mused. "And... you seem... familiar." She paused for a moment, thoughtfully putting a hoof to her lip and pondering. "Ah yes, you are Sherlock's friend are you not? Any friend of Sherlock's is a friend of mine. Well... come in then." She smiled and returned to her position behind the desk.

[colour=#800080]L[/colour]ately, the mare had been needing a few "crew members" to help out with a some things. Namely, a bodyguard, you know, to fend off those random weird ponies. They would be in charge of getting rid of pesky fans and some of the stallions who just couldn't take a hint. As well, she would need a personal assistant, to assist with random tasks. You know, if the actress had wanted some ice cream from the other side of town, or a really overly specific coffee order.

[colour=#800080]O[/colour]f course, she could have deferred the task to somepony else, that is, to hire for her. But Fleur had always preferred the hooves-on kind of approach to these sorts of matters. So for that reason she would do the hiring herself. A week earlier she had put out an advertisement for interested parties to come to the downtown theater and meet.

[colour=#800080]S[/colour][colour=#000000]o there she was, waiting. S[/colour]he shuffled slightly, glancing casually towards the oak door at the end of the room. Anytime now, somepony would walk through that door. It could be anypony. In Canterlot, you never knew who you might meet. And that was the whole point of course. So all she had to do now was wait.

[colour=#800080]S[/colour]he looked at dunder, rasing a brow curiously. "[colour=#ee82ee]That's... quite the story.[/colour]"

[colour=#800080]C[/colour]asually, she lifted the wine glass up to take a small sip. It seemed as if everypony were talking at once. Fleur glanced off towards the princess, doing what she could not to stare impolitley, but at the same time projecting a subtle condescending vibe towards her. She had a few things to say, and had it been any other pony she might have said something, but it was more proper to hold her tongue.

[colour=#800080]T[/colour]he thespian mare blinked and shook her head at Luna's sudden outburst; It had come seemingly out of nowhere! That was the Princess for you. At least, that's from what she had personally seen and heard from others. It was no matter though, Sherlock and the Guard were there to intervene and bring her temper down a peg... hopefully. She would give the eternal mare one thing: she sure knew how to steal the show.

[colour=#800080]F[/colour]leur attempted to passively change the topic. So she sipped her wine and turned to Dunder. "I think the more important question here is what exactly was Sherlock doing to get himself knocked out? Hmm? Now that's a story I want to hear."

Why do some places call fries, fries, and not chips. But fish and fries as "Fish and Chips" but not "Fish and Fries"?

The French mare politely smiled as timbre swing greeted her, and then turned her attention back to Sherlock. "Sherlock! So good to see you!" She glanced around at all the other ponies there, her gaze lingering on Luna for a moment before everypony started making introductions. She introduced herself politely to them all, and took a drink of wine upon the detective's return.

Good upgrade if your bored, I guess. Maybe I could use this on my laptop or something, but there's really no need on my main PC.

Fleur took a seat at one of the tables, glancing around the room. She was looking for Sherlock. Of course, that had been the reason for her to come here in the first place. Luckily, he eventually did come, along with a friend or two it seemed like. Not hesitating in the slightest, she walked over to the group that had gathered. "Bonjour", she said, tapping sherlock on the shoulder.

I don't think Vinyl even makes music.

Bellosh I could have just helped you.

Don't think you realize this but the people responsible for the "rare" you know and love are completely gone from the company. They left a very long time ago. Wherever Rare goes from here, it's only Rare in name only. You might have the franchise names, but it won't matter because the people who made those games what they are, aren't there.

Prosecutor_Zero and ArmygeddonBomb added to the whitelist

Thanks

[colour=#4b0082]T[/colour]he click clack of hooves against cobble reverberated off the walls of nearby houses as white unicorn made her way to the speakeasy. She had been there once before, and so she knew exactly where she was going. Slowly, the houses turned into buisinesses, mostly closed for the night. Eventually though, she came up to the warehouse and walked up to the side door.

[colour=#4b0082]T[/colour]he doorman of course recognized her right away, and let her inside.

I'm hoping we can bring back the server a little. I'm trying my best to be on all the time.

Here's the Link to a little album I made of Trottingham: http://s1098.photobucket.com/albums/g374/everypony/Minecraft/

Okay so now Cloudsdale has been near completely obliterated

And I have been periodically logging off and on, but I don't really see anybody.

There are some bits and pieces of Canterlot and Cloudsdale which have been messed up, don't know why or how, but just letting you know.

Miss Fleur trotted down the downtown Canterlot Streets. It had been a long day. Various preparations for her new play had been keeping her busy, and it felt like it would do her well to blow off a little steam. But where to go? Well, there were her usual places, but of course she knew all the ponies there, and some of the ponies she didn't really feel like talking to at the moment. Just then she saw a flyer posted up on a nearby wall. She turned and looked. "Mare's Night? Hmm I suppose I could check this out." With that she set off towards the club, eventually walking in through the door and taking a look around.

A smirk formed on her lips as Sherlock made his belated appearance. Ah yes, Sherlock meets Princess Cadenza! Musing slightly, she wondered how the Detective might have reacted if say, Princess Celestia were here. Given his err, previous encounters, it would have been interesting to say the least. Of course, that was very doubtful, what with how busy the pastel princess seemed to keep herself. And it was all the better that Cadence had been able to come. Anyways, musings aside, she was more than glad Sherlock had been able to come.

Turning her attention momentarily away from Cadence, she looked towards the new arrival. "Hello Sherlock, so glad you could arrive!" She proclaimed enthusiastically. Shifting slightly she casually nibbled on a biscuit. "And of course, your right on time. Now..." The mare then looked about the area as if somepony were about to emerge. "There should still be a few attending. Where might they be?" And of course, as if right on cue, she could make out her fellow actress making her way towards the small gathering.

The elegant mare smiled and waved, pulling out a chair both for Estrella and Sherlock with her unicorn magic. The legs made a thunk as they landed in position, ready to seat her guests. "Why don't you come and have a seat miss Estrella?"

A magical glow encompassed one of the crystal stem ware glasses before Fleur, and she poured a glass of wine for the Princess. The cups seemed quite nice in fact, etched crystal with golden highlights. The sculpted stems twisted up elegantly in a helix, branching out around the side of the glass before tapering off. It might have seemed expensive but in fact she had purchased them off of a travelling Canterlot sales pony, who had been quite adept at the craft. Fleur smiled, and the white, slightly olive in colour liquid cascaded into the goblet. The cork to the bottle popped back in and she replaced the wine back to the silver bucket, which glinted faintly in the sunlight.

After a brief time soaking up the delightful weather, the mare's ears perked up. She could hear what sounded like the click clack of hooves approaching from within the house. "Ah, magnifique! My first guest." The actress then stood up and turned expectantly to face the patio door. And who should step through it other then Princess Cadence herself! A subtle grin across her face, she trotted over, luscious pink mane bobbing up and down, as Cadence made her introduction.

"Bonjour... but I am so glad you could attend! You must be very busy all of the time." She bowed respectfully. "I can assure you there is no business here, and you may be tired of such pressing issues lately. But don't worry, I'd just like you to have fun here, and I'm glad your excited!" Fleur then looked over towards the patio table. "Please, feel free to have a seat, you are the first." She then gestured beside the table where the snacks and refreshments had been prepared. "And would you care for anything? Something to snack on, wine perhaps?" A pink glow emanated from her horn as she magically lifted the bottle which was sitting in a silver bucket with ice. "Fort Blanc '86, I picked it to go well with the cheese."

The french mare donned her sunhat and trotted out to the back area of her house. She had a nice arrangement of patio furniture all set up and ready to go, and as well a few snacks and refreshments laid out. There was lemonade, some nice cheeses and biscuits, and of course some wine. It wasn't anything particularly fancy by normal standards, but there was something to be said by the simple pleasures of a tasty snack on a breezy afternoon. Outside her back yard you could see the trees which formed the perimeter of her property down the way. It gave the whole area a nice outdoorsy, pleasant feel.

Her house was in fact rather large, a mansion really, positioned on the outskirts of canterlot. It was so nice to get away from all of the hustle and bustle to a place of her own. And of course there were always the pesky media hounds who would try to follow her around. So, she preferred to live a little out of the way, at least not downtown

Fleur had already sent out the invitations to a few of her friends, and as well a couple of ponies she figured it might be fun to get to know. Nothing too extravagant or special or anything, just a small little social event to mingle over the lunch hour. She figured it might be a little fun to hold something a little smaller scale than usual. The day was blissful and sunny, and a warm breeze was blowing through the afternoon air. Taking a seat, the actress breathed in the crisp outdoor scent, basking in the midday sun, waiting for her guests to arrive.

"You and me both, no?" the mare chuckled and then continued "Well, I'm most glad to meet you, Ice Storm, is it?" Fleur shifted slightly and smiled. "As well, you are right, the nobles in Canterlot may be more trouble than they are worth. ( and the nobility is worth a lot. )" She then tossed an idle gaze off towards Starburst as she flitted about and outside the hall. "I haven't really been much to Ponyville, but from what I see the ponies who live there seem very kind." She said, looking back down towards Ice Storm.