SunsetSombra

well, that just sounded like a pretty darn good plan all around - the dragon was looking forward to spending a little time with the newfound pony friend and taking a taste of her delicious goods. Perhaps he could find out some interesting recipe's to try out for Twilight when he got home. For a brief moment he wondered if he should head on back and let her know...but thinking about it, she was no doubt up to her eyeballs related to her studies and he didn't need to distract her from that if she was gettin' into a serious session. Nope, this seemed the much better option, and perhaps it'd even prove rewarding for the little dragons curiosity... Quicklime seemed like a pretty interesting pony to know, and Spike couldn't wait to see just what curious drinks, snacks and treats she sold. " [colour=#008080]Lead the way, Quicklime - I can't wait to see what you've got[/colour]! " he says, holding on - anticipating just what fun things lay in store just ahead!

Well, the carrots sure knew how to put out a spread - mac watches as the next wave of delicious food makes it's way onto the table - it all smelt so much more potently delicious than anything that had come before it, and the apple stallion found himself barely able to contain himself from drooling just a little at the look of the delicious continuation of carrot family foods being brought forth from the kitchen of seemingly endless carrot-related delights. " [colour=#b22222]Well, now...this looks like it's some mighty fine deliciousness right here[/colour]! " Macintosh utters aloud, watching as the others regard the food themselves - either deciding to pass on it for the immediate moment, or gulping one down and immediately regretting the heat rush directly afterwards. He decides that perhaps it was better to at least show respect by taking a couple of sausage chunks and putting them aside on his plate for a munch momentarily, but for the immediate time being Mac figured the best idea was to start with the golden carrot pie, rather than follow Applejacks example and stuff one down without considering the warning that was already out there thanks to purple. Taking a moment to savour the delicious aroma of the pie on his plate, the red stallion boldly takes a bite of the much-praised foodstuff...not overly sure whether he should be prepared for nirvana for the tastebuds or just hell in his maw! It took a few moments of chewing for the stallion to appreciate the fine tastes, the subtle delicate flavors and compound textures of the deliciously created delectable on his plate - this was most certainly a much wiser choice than just plunging straight into the deep end, like Applejack had apparently done. After managing to swallow down the mouthful, he looks over at Applebloom who had posed her thoughts and suggested an ideal location for the camping before filling her muzzle with bread, to which Macintosh macintosh chuckles slightly...the idea that Applebloom was about to shovel some of the same sausages currently rattling Applejacks cage was somewhat adorably amusing to think about. Still, she'd come up with a pretty darn decent idea, and he found himself nodding firmly in agreement. " [colour=#b22222]Ah think that sounds like a pretty nice idea, 'bloom - perfect kinda location for a l'il campout between families[/colour]!" Overall, he couldn't really think of any reason why her idea WOULDN'T be worth following...of course, he couldn't account for everyponies view on the location, and the red apple stallion could at least admit to himself that he'd been wrong before - but for the most part, the idea seemed like one they could follow up on!

Hey there, SonicRainboomGirl, this is a pretty nice application you have here, and I'd LOOOVE to tell you it's suitable for stamping... But...unfortunately, owing to the crossover nature of this application, it's not applicable since we generally disallow applications based on real or fictitious individuals into mane RP owing to the nature of the idea itself, which is why the crossover forum originally exists and can still be used to host these ponies in their full glory. I myself have been in this position, and I have to say that no matter how well you you adapt them to equestria whilst using the crossover concept in mind, there's no passing this application into the mane RP. HOWEVER - Don't worry, this means you have 2 options you can readily employ to obtain a stamp. 1: You can convert this app into a more original entity by changing the name/band and all references into something a little more unique...and then resubmit. You do lose the crossover element you might have planned originally, but you still have the ability to use the OC in much the same way you might have anyway. OR 2: Change the RP Destination to Crossover RP and use him there - this means no changes are needed, of course, and gives you more freedom to play as you wish. I apologize if this isn't quite the answer you were hoping for - but with the current options in place, you can have this app stamped in one form or another.

Pinchy gave her adorable reply to Berrys warning, and the wine-coloured mare couldn't help feel like this was going to go just fine. Berry chuckles to herself as she watched the pair of filly's starting to chatter excitedly about their plans - this was the kinda thing she'd always wanted to see Ruby get into for the longest time, and Apple was most certainly a delightful pony for her to get to know...she was polite, and clearly a bright young pony. She didn't feel too worried about things going TOO badly, if both ponies were careful and she wasn't too far away if they needed any real help. Perhaps she should soon get to preparing a few snacks for the pair of them shortly, but she figured that perhaps it wasn't best to do so before they had their first meal of the day, which perhaps she would get to doing in an hour or so, depending on how things went. Of course, she'd ABSOLUTELY have to prep some apple pie for dessert and perhaps serve up some of her freshest juices in storage, made up from some of the finest l'il berries and fruits that she'd been able to lay her hooves on over the last few days...afterall, growing filly's needed healthy drinks! For the moment, she kept a little distance as she reads the news paper she'd had nearby...keeping eyes on the nearby events to see how things progressed!

Well, it did seem for a moment that Carrot cake was reading Mac's mind, since the offer of cake was mentioned - and Mac wasn't about to simply turn down the offer of one of Sugar Cube Corners famous cakey treats - no way, no how! " [colour=#b22222]Ain't no trouble at all, Mr Cake - ah've gotta help out mah fellow pony, s'what apples do best[/colour]! " Mac offers to the other, with a smile as he hitches himself up to the wagon that was all ready and waiting for him. " [colour=#b22222]Now, let's get this show on the[/colour]-... " *BAM!* Anything Mac had been about to say was lost when an apple bushel inexplicably threw itself at Macs head from where they were being kept, throwing the apple stallion into a dazed state and causing him to wobble precariously. Further adding to the sudden chaos, a wheel from the wagon behind him simply bounced away, seemingly of it's own accord, causing the wagon to tilt and spill it's apple-contents on the ground nearby. Despite Macs best attempt to stay stable, an apple rolls under one of his hooves and forces him to trip and fall muzzle-first to the ground...his size and weight jerking on the cart and throwing a mini-tidal wave of apples in his direction, bouncing off from his back, head and muzzle as he lay there trying to figure out just what went wrong! He would have said something, but at this point all he could manage was a low annoyed grunt, as he rubs his head, feeling sore from the apple storm seconds before!

Big Macs day so far had consisted of being a constant hand to ponies who weren't physically able to take the load of their 'gift' - and whilst he had no problem being used as a delivery pony for this particular venture, he was starting to feel like some ponies might be taking advantage...the last customer, a stallion even, for example, had actually insisted on sitting IN the cart as Macintosh pulled it to his home. Still, this was the life of an Apple family member, and Big Macintosh was hardly a stallion to visually and verbally begrudge his situation...he'd handle everything that came his way until days end, no complaints. "[colour=#ff0000]Hay[/colour]!" Looked like any chances for a break weren't happening this moment in time...Mac raised an eyebrow, knowing just what was about to come next. "[colour=#ff0000]Mr. Cake needs help. You uh, wanna, you know...[/colour]" Macintosh looks over at Mr Cake, giving a small shrug as he headed on over to help the baker. " [colour=#b22222]Sure thang, AJ...[/colour] " - So much for a moments rest! Honestly, it really wasn't so bad - he could handle the hard labour well enough, he did it daily on the farm for the most part and never really broke a sweat so handling a few bushels of apples to and fro was a piece of cake - and speaking of such, Mac quietly pondered if he'd qualify for a snack upon getting the apples to their location...afterall, one pony scratches the others back, the other hands out a free muffin in return. Eh, it was a long shot and Mac knew it, but a stallion could dream, right?

I like it - in the spirit of the show, has a very interesting little backstory, and everything seems to check out fine...I think this is entirely stampable! :3 Go forth and play, little pony.

Vinyl wasn't quite as prepared for that little snippet of information - the cogs of her mind grinding to a standstill as for the second time today in ONE hour, a pony would come out and simply ask her who she was...this was beginning to get a little weird for the normally well known DJ Unicorn. This was starting to rub a gaping hole in Vinyls overall ego, and shine light on where she may not be reaching some places with her music at all. " [colour=#800080]Wait... [/colour]" Vinyl held up a hoof and rubbed her muzzle in a mixture of shock and the worry that she was gonna get a migraine from the sheer impact of this rather bizarre development. "[colour=#800080] You tellin' me you've never once heard of DJ Pon3 - Canterlot an' Manehattans premier DJ an'all around rising star...doesn't ring a bell[/colour]? " She had to take a couple steps back in surprise - this wasn't exactly what she had counted on and the notion that a pony such as Quicklime didn't know her left her with a rather curious feeling of disappointment. Where did this pony come from to be so utterly deprived...and how could she set about making things happen?! She looked around to search in her saddlebag, but quickly realises she'd forgotten it had been given in as part of her cargo - welp, so much for showing this pony some of the more recent flyers for her gigs...she'd just have to try and talk to this one and get her to give things a shot sometime. "[colour=#800080] Hey...okay, maybe if you let me know whereabouts you live at... [/colour]" She starts, raising an eyebrow slightly. " [colour=#800080]I can get a DJ gig set up there...no hassle[/colour]! " It didn't matter what it took, the DJ mare quietly resolved: She *was* going to at least win over this pony SOMEHOW, whatever it took!

Big Mac had to smile at Klondikes almost rock-solid determination - if he'd really had more time to be more of a social animal, he'd probably have hung out or something with the rather quirky handypony frequently. Since, however, the red apple stallion wasn't quite as free to always hang out with friends, he simply had to admire the work ethic and tenacity that this one pony was demonstrating with gusto...certainly, Macintosh had to commend him for being willing to throw himself wholly into his work and, as AJ might say " [colour=#ff0000]Get 'er done[/colour]! " without any dawdling or delay. Still, Mac wasn't quite sure that this pony was doing things particularly with a huge deal of safe forethought, since he was precariously handling himself up there a little more carelessly than perhaps anypony working that high should aim to do...and this sent a wave of concern over Mac as he watches Klondike for a moment. It was then at this particular second that Klondike fell, and Mac grimaced, averting his eyes for a moment - looking back at the sound of the hat clattering to the ground. " [colour=#b22222]Well ah'll be...[/colour] " He muttered with a small amused laugh, watching Klondike dangle a little from the beam by a rope, letting out a sigh of relief as he finds himself grateful that the pony had at least had the wherewithal to make sure he was secured before anything had happened...but still, Big mac wasn't really fond of the idea of something like this happening so easily on Sweet Apple Acres. Still, all had ended well and Big Mac concluded that since no harm had come to Klondike through this incident, there didn't seem to be much point in making a big thing of it if the other pony was, in fact, taking basic precautions like this. " [colour=#b22222]Well, ya'all shouldn't be 'hanging around' like that, ya know[/colour]? " Mac jeers at Klondike playfully, watching as he hung there - stifling a small snerk as the other pony belched loudly...an impressive feat from a pony such as Klondike, and one that Mac felt was certainly worth some mental applause. { Hey, he may be somewhat the responsible older brother/farmer, but he still appreciated a little belch humor afterall! } With all of the not-quite-drama seemingly having passed, and Klondike making a return to doing everything he was before, Macintosh allowed himself a small chuckle at just how silly the whole scene had been before resuming his own work...and there was certainly still plenty of that here to go around, Eeeeyup!

Vinyl nodded at the answer here, seeing as this kind of answer was a fairly popular reason amongst most artists of this craft anyway...Heck, she herself was only even into music at all because of her folks, music school, and that one Popular stallion DJ she'd never really gotten to thank. Perhaps it was better that way though - afterall, it's not always a good idea to ever catch up to ones hero's, 'lest they disappoint you and force you to acknowledge reality of them being mere mortals! Something felt a little off with the mares other answer though - somewhere amongst all of this, the young DJ Unicorn was getting a sense that perhaps there was a subject the other mare didn't really want to talk about, or that she wasn't particularly proud of...either way, there was almost a palpable sense of unease in the other ponies tone of voice as she spoke her reply. Vinyl decided that perhaps the better route of action was to perhaps probe in that had not yet been discussed. The personal route! " [colour=#800080]S'Cool enough - this all gets me wonderin', though... [/colour]" She paused and raises an eyebrow slightly. " [colour=#800080]What d'ya folks think of your style[/colour]? [colour=#800080]They gotta be proud of ya[/colour]! " Vinyl wasn't really sure what it was that was leading her on into this questioning, but she figured it was a mutual love of music and all it involved. Naturally, such a thing would no doubt cause curiosity in either mare to perhaps ask questions about how such things came to be - Vinyl nodded to herself as she tweaked her shades again, deciding that this was no doubt the source of what had driven her to ask more about who this mare was, and the music she created!

Dance on!

Woo, this was a heck of a train ride so far - she might not have been leading a party, but Vinyl still couldn't help but show a little of her theatrical love for the fans as she mingled, talking and signing an autograph here or there...and this could have gone on for a little while, until she felt herself bumping into somepony else, and a rather snarky comment spoken loud enough for her to hear. [colour=#008000]"Hey SlickMcCoolpants, we're indoors - ditch the shades"[/colour] Vinyl, of course, wasn't a stranger to a little verbal sparring - her immediate reaction was to give the green-coloured stranger a coy flash of the trademark DJ Smile, tweaking at her shades with a hoof and simply chuckling a little before making her own comeback. "[colour=#800080] Well, if it isn't a giant Glowstick[/colour]! " Vinyl couldn't help raise an eyebrow at the stranger - she wasn't sure what it was, but there was something about the ponies mane that reminded her of somepony familiar, which was a little disarming - Whilst she'd seen ponies wearing her own manestyle before, there weren't many who seemed to wear it quite as naturally as this particular pony did. The DJ simply raised a hoof in greeting, deciding that now was a good time to break it down into a conversation. Besides, Since the others of the tabled group seemed to be enjoying their discourse about...whatever it was they were talking about right now...She could rejoin them later if she felt so inclined. " [colour=#800080]You look like you're enjoyin' yasself...[/colour] " She says with a small grin. "[colour=#800080] you here for the food too, or didja need an autograph like the other ponies[/colour]? " It was about as subtle an introduction as DJ Pon3 Vinyl Scratch could allow herself in such a situation - IE: not at all!

Big Mac had watched Applejack and Applebloom try and maintain a calm composure throughout the eating of the rather interestingly spiced concoction, and shook his head a little...clearing his own throat a little as he calmly acknowledged the discomforting heat still occupying his maw. However, he'd eaten perhaps a couple of meals that might have been a shade hotter than this in his time around Ponyville, but this certainly was the closest he'd come to breaking a proper sweat over an edible item - he had to admit, the carrots knew how to at least make things hot where the food was concerned! " [colour=#b22222]Think ah'll...jusht take shome o'that bread mahshelf.[/colour] " The stallion says, finally reaching to take a slice or two back to his plate and starts to immediately take adequate bites out of it - he wasn't going to let appearances stop him from soothing the savage bite of the spice. Looking back at Purple and Carrot, Macintosh was getting the sense that this was rather normal for the pair of them - both of them had tried their own wares and seemed entirely unphased by the exotic flavors, which the red apple Pony contemplated and decided made some lick of sense, since the Apple family clan were possibly the only ponies who could bite into a zap apple and withstand the rather unique flavors unlocked within - it was one of the reasons they made it into jam for the other ponies, instead, as the flavors were much more mild when boiled and mixed with other ingredients. Appleblooms face had resumed, at this point, her normal composure at this point after finishing her morsels, and Applejack had 'Decided to sample the bread' of her own volition - he raises an eyebrow, a slight smile curling at the tips of his muzzle as things settled down - it was here that He took this time to voice a thought. " [colour=#b22222]Jus' thought - it's be interestin' to see what we all could come up with as a group... [/colour]" Macintosh says aloud, rubbing his head with a hoof - the peculiar thought occurring to him after watching Applejack's expression return to a much more appeased one. "[colour=#b22222] Y'know, as a food - Bet it'd taste pretty great, too. [/colour]" He'd been pondering the thought for a little bit now, but in venturing to bite into the spicy foods, he had been reminded that the idea should probably be voiced 'lest it fall through the cracks of his memory forever and never ventured into fully. He promptly pause, looking over now in the direction of Purple who had decided now was the time to give the best that they had to offer...sharing the same sense of wonder as his sisters as they await this mystery dish. Just what type of dish was it she'd prepared that was about to come out this way and bless them with it's presence? Big Mac had no dern idea...!

'Hurricane fluttershy' first showed us the idea was already common, so it's not like this is new...Equestria's tech levels are usually more focused on 'rule of funny' when it comes to anything like that, since clearly it's far more lulzy to see a black and white PSA about wing power rather than have dash stand there alone. Yeah, they could have used Spitfire here, but methinks the visual gaggery of a B&W Film entertained me far more in it's execution than that as an alternative.

...Me neither! D:

Ahahaha, Oh Trixie...you're adorable!

Berry watches as the youngsters ran off to do their thing - she hadn't had a lot of time lately to tend to pinchy's playtime needs as much lately, and found herself genuinely relieved that she had such a friend to keep her entertained...still, this clearly meant that she had to make sure everything went smoothly. [colour=#ff0000]*FLUMPF* [/colour] Berry saw Pinchy get buried under the piles of towels and resisted the immediate urge to giggle, as she makes her way over to the struggling pile of blanket and nipped at a fold of the material, pulling it free of Pinchy whilst giving a somewhat amused expression, even if she knew Pinchy should probably have taken a lot more precautions to the situation than just pulling haphazardly. Had anything dangerous been resting on or around the blankets, then something might have happened, and she'd have had to take care of it. " [colour=#ee82ee]Careful, hun... [/colour]" She Lightly bapped her plucky adventurous daughter on the head, raises an eyebrow and gives a small tsk tsk. " [colour=#ee82ee]Nopony wants this to end badly, so if you really need anything like that and can't get it...just ask me first, okay? It's just safer that way[/colour]! " She didn't really wanna impose greatly on the fillys fun times, but she still knew that it was better overall if she kept an eye out and lent a hoof if they needed it. It wasn't like she didn't trust Ruby to behave, or for her friend to play it safely with her...but a parent could never be too careful in a situation such as this.

Well, this was starting to get a little crowded - between the arrival of the now-silent pony from moments ago, and the group she had found herself acclimatising with nicely, despite the clearly eclectic selection of ponies involved. The newest one seemeed, however, to be a native to their destination - the accent being a very strong hint to it, alongside the fact that the said pony regarded as such in her entering speech. Vinyl wasn't really sure quite what the instrument in question was offhoof...it was one of those that wasn't a common thing, as far as she was aware, and had certainly never come up in any of her circles before. However, the mention of the cold did kinda attract her attention as she shuddered, remembering having read the brochures for the locale. "[colour=#800080] Yeeeah, I've kinda been made aware of how cold the place is...totally prepped - earmufflers, scarves, jackets, boots...stuff like that is all packed for my trip.[/colour] " she answers with a small nervous chuckle, because the DJ had never really visited Stalliongrad much, if at all, before... Her attention was then quickly drawn by Octavia, who had questioned her about what she was doing now - Now here was a familiar query if ever she'd heard it. "[colour=#800080] Aheh...[/colour]" She says with a small shrug, rubbing her muzzle lightly as she thought about the last few months - seemed like lots of gigs, a few interviews, and maybe something along the lines of coming up with more stuff for a new album...although she'd mostly come out to Stalliongrad to take some time out to relax on that topic. " [colour=#800080]Well...[/colour][colour=#800080]You know how it is, Busy Busy Busy...I've booked a little rest and relaxation out this way with friends, maybe get some inspiration while out here.[/colour] " Mentally, she momentarily thinks back to the mare who'd just joined them - what was that instrument she'd mentioned? the balalaika... Perhaps there was something she could do to work with a sample of one of those - she kinda doubted it, but you never knew in this industry sometimes. Once the discussion turned to the direction of Starbursts cake shop, Vinyl found herself growing ever more hungry...turning her attention to the buffet tables selection of danishes, cream cakes, scones, sweet buns, and all manner of goodies. Vinyl pauses, glancing back at the other mares who had started talking about T'clopski or something - The unicorn snickers a little...she'd always felt that name sounded like a bad name for an infection of some sort. Ah well - now was a good time to take a quick escape to grab some of the sweet treats, and refill her glass of apple and mint juice... " '[colour=#800080]scuse me, folks[/colour]! " Vinyl announces as she slips off the chair and stretches as she levitates her plate and glass. " [colour=#800080]Time for this DJ mare to get the goods[/colour]! " She then gives a coy grin, before slipping off towards the table - bumping into a couple fans along the way and signs a couple autographs upon their asking. If there was anything Vinyl couldn't be accused of, it was not caring about those who enjoyed her music - For sure, she absolutely thrived on such moments as these!