[[colour=#ee82ee]Berry Punch[/colour]] Well, this had been an exciting wait - Berry had known about this idea for a while thanks to Quicklime bringing it up to her some time ago, but she was honestly excited that such a thing was taking place...it wasn't often that mares in general had themselves a full convention for themselves, so Quicklimes idea was a brave and hugely interesting one. Berry had offered her support and help as much as she could, but given that she had her own life to take care of seperately of all of this, what with Pinchy and the bar, that she hadn't been able to give it the 100% that QuickLime had been able to. Berry had prepared several bottles of some varieties of wines and punches...she'd worked her flank off in her spare time to make sure that her personal contributions to the event were top notch and suitable for such an event - there was no way she didn't wanna be part of this, and thus as a result was going to bring her finest brews to the table to make sure everything was complimented with some of the best tasting drinks available. Berry was already approaching the desk with a small trailer full of the bottles of the 'non alcoholic' drink - she was going to fetch her own selection of said liquids later, in readiness for when the night time gatherings were in full swing She signed up at the desk and gave the familar face of the green mare a small grin. " [colour=#ee82ee]This is gonna be a whole lotta fun, I think...I can't wait t'get started[/colour]! " the Magenta coloured mare practically hops in excitement, only to catch herself and settle back down with a small clearing of the throat as she waits for her badge! [[colour=#800080]Vinyl Scratch[/colour]] Vinyl had pulled into the station on the train about 10 minutes ago - a basic travel kit and a suitcase of other stuff floating behind her as she makes her way through Ponyvilles town fringe - she was partly disguised, wearing her saddlebag so it just about covered her cutie mark, and her mane subdued in a near ponytail to help keep attention away from her wherever possible until she hit the scene...she had wanted only the events organiser to originally know she was coming in order for her to get there without being immediately tugged in every direction by all of those who would know of her. Right now, things were quiet and peaceful enough for the DJ Unicorn that she could safely assume that this was definitely what had taken place, and that was cool...as much as she loved being mobbed by her fans, she wasn't just here for the purposes of being Party mare at night - she was mostly here to, for the most part, be a casual guest to proceedings! Being subdued wasn't something she cared to do, of course, but when it meant not attracting attention to herself in a small town like this and causing a ruckus where it wasn't needed, then she was all for a little incognito if it meant being able to get from A to B. the only thing that would possibly get her noticed was a pair of Bright red sleek shades on her muzzle...but considering the day was pretty bright out today, she wasn't likely to be considered TOO much of an outsider in that regard - many other ponies, she noticed, were wearing some themselves for just such a reason. Anyhow - it wasn't too long until she arrived at the town hall - she checks behind her to ensure that her luggage was being carried correctly...levitation magic was hard to keep going for a long period of time without breaking or losing something by mistake if a pony wasn't careful. Luckily, everything was still loosely in place...sure it wasn't neat, but spacial awareness was hard to maintain when on the move sometimes, and as such she just gave her baggage a small magical 'realignment' to ensure that it was properly stacked again and floating ahead of her - only letting it down onto the ground once she was at the registration point to sign in, after which she would then raise an eyebrow and look at the event host, a vaguely familiar face from a train ride not so long ago. " [colour=#4b0082]Yo - the evening entertainment has arrived[/colour]! " she asked, looking over her shades at QuickLime as she chuckles slightly. " [colour=#4b0082]This must be 'marecon', right? I've lookin' forward to this[/colour]! " [[colour=#008080]Spike[/colour]] Spike had woken up early for a change - not because he was asked via Twilight for anything, and not because of owlowiciuius interrupting his sleep with incessant hoots...but because of an ACTUAL, Honest to Luna reason - he'd been asked by QuickLime, a friend he'd made some time ago, to lend a claw at Marecon. He'd questioned originally as to why a male dragon would even be on the guest list at all, but he was the promptly given the pleading eyes of a mare who clearly needed assistance, which was somethinghe just couldn't turn down without feeling bad about it for the longest time. He was also told that a certain Mare might be showing up - at which his interest piqued...his crush on Rarity was still very much a thing for him, and as such he couldn't help but throw himself at the role of assistant when it was mentioned that the fashionista was going to be a very likely guest. Perhaps this whole marecon thing was a blessing in disguise...afterall, he was always willing to help out the Unicorn whenever she needed any - well, when he COULD help out at least. If he could show he was an invaluable help to her during this whole event, then perhaps she'd take him more seriously...sure it wasn't likely to be an easy task, but for any chance at Raritys affections, he'd give it a shot! Hurrying his way out of the Treebary, he rushes to the town centre as fast as his little legs could carry him...and although he was only a baby dragon, he could be pretty quick off the mark when it was needed - he didn't wanna leave Quicklime hanging if he could help it, considering how nice to him she had been in the past. After narrowly dodging, avoiding, skirting around and hopping over various ponies, obstacles, carts, barrels and whatever else threatened to delay his arrival, the young Dragon skidded to a halt by the registration desk...before leaning up against it and finding himself forced to catch his breath. " [colour=#008080]Hey...*pant* Quick*pant*Lime...[/colour] " the dragon just about managed to wheeze out. "[colour=#008080] Got....here as...*pant* fast as *pant* I could[/colour]! " Spike really didn't wanna be late to something he'd promised to help out at, even though he'd probably strained something in the rushed and ill-planned dash to NOT be!