SunsetSombra

Ohohoho *Tweaks shades* Vinyl, eh? Normally folks roll out the welcome wagon for ponies...but for the more pronounced Vinyl fans, I'mma jus' have to roll out... SOME WELCOME WUB! *Click image for dem wubs!* Welcome to the fold - I'm sure you'll have a good time here amongst us crazy pon's! For the record, I play Vinyl here in the standard Roleplay area, nice t'meetya! ♫ { One small Point of note - your avatar may be classed under grimdark, so you might wanna look into getting something a touch more...well, lighter in tone! }

Spike was finding this particular scene curious - he wasn't sure exactly how to take the Pegasus currently testing Twilights patience, nor was he terribly fond of what Doctor Spintale was making himself look like either. Something about both of them was screwy and he wasn't really able to put his finger on the fine points of it, other than their behaviour was really weird! "Because of the Ruby Claaaaaw! I gave it to Snowfall and somepony stole it and I think it's part of this Staff of Fate thingy mobober!" “You’re looking for the Ruby Claw… and you’ve already recovered it once… and then this artifact gets stolen… and now you expect that the book we’ve got here, written hundreds of years ago, will somehow allow you to solve... a present-day caper?” The conversation between Spintale and Pathfinder was also starting to sound like there was something else going obn that the young dragon wasnt sure about...they'd mentioned this ruby claw now between them a couple of times, but he'd had absolutely no idea what this item was, or why it was even worth finding....let alone coming to Golden Oaks and bothering Twilight over a book about it - his innate dragon curiosity was burning, and he chose this moment to pipe up and ask a little more about the manticore in the room! " Soooo... " Spike starts, once a break in the conversation arises. " What exactly IS this Ruby Claw doohickey for anyway? " It felt like a legit question for the dragon to ask, considering he'd really had absolutely no clue what it was that made this thing so sought after!

Vinyl found herself distracted upon arrival in the lunch area with the odd request from another student...who intro'd themselves right off the bat. "Hey Vinyl Scratch! I'm Haywire and I'm a big fan of yur DJ'n! Might I sit a spell with ya and eat?" " Uh....sure, I guess! " She says, giving a small nonchalent shrug - she wasn't choosy...indeed, she was savvy enough to know that she should get along with everypony she could in order to stay better with everyone who listened to her and her musical talents. Whereas others might have just wanted to go along with their social stigmas, Vinyl wasn't much on following the crowds and was publically well recognised for having sat with pretty much anyone, regardless of interests and such. " beats having lunch on ya own, anyway! " Still, she wasn't anywhere near ready to sit down just yet...she actually needed to go ATTAIN her eats first, and that is exactly what she intended on doing as she heads to the cafeteria line and waits, looking ahead as much as she could to get a glimpse of what lay ahead - but she might as well have been trying to look into the future, it was entirely hopeless! Giving a small utterance of a sigh, she just stands and waits...for what else was there she could do?

Ugh, Mac hadn't felt this pained and banged up since the time he'd lost that danged bet against Applejack some time ago...he'd been trying to help AppleBloom herd the sheep with winona, but wound up having himself a sharper tumble down a slope than he'd have liked, resulting in quite the array of bruises and general bumps. He couldn't stay down for long though, as he knew that he was needed far more around the farm than he could feasibly do whilst hurting, and that meant he needed a fix...something to help get himself back into a much more manageable state whilst tending to his various list of chores around Sweet Apple Acres. For this, he'd come down to Ponyville on his own on the search for something that might help him - a tonic, potion, packet of leaves, tea, or something that'd help make the swellings go down and his endurance for the task at hoof go up - as it happens, he remembered being reccomended that a particular Zebra set up shop in Ponyville for such an occasion by a friend of a friend, and thus had made his voyage all the way out down town to track down this one mare in particular...he'd heard from someplace that zebras made some of the most potent fixits and curealls known to pony kind and thus this sounded just up his particular alley. Finding the only zebra in Ponyville wasn't a huge task though, since she stood out in the marketplace...in as wildly exotic a stall as his mind had even dared allow...the smell quite an interestingly spicy scent, and one that Macintosh found himself somewhat not being particularly offended by - it certainly smelt like mysterious unexplored tonics and cures were here at the very least. " 'scuse me, ma'am... " the apple stallion says, coming close to the stall with a somewhat uncertain glance. " Might this, uh, be where ah can find med'cines an' such? Ah got mahself into a l'il bit of a fall a day or so ago, an' ah'm in need of somethin' to help fix me up for th' farm...is it, uh, possible that ya got anythin' at all that might be of use? "

Spike was just about to get back to taking care of the wagon of books he'd left unattended, when the pegasus from before seemingly makes their way back into the room, creating something of a stir and clearly riling up the so-called good doctor Spin up just a tad... Spike couldn't help but mentally giggle at the scene as Pathfinder sipped at the tea...finishing it in one go! "That's good stuff! Is this special dragon tea or just normal green tea? Is Dragon Tea purple or green?" Spike couldn't help but blink a couple of times, not quite sure if he could answer that with a straight face... " Uhh, thats pretty much normal morning leaf tea " the Dragon says, deciding that simple answer was the better solution when handling a rather manic pegasus of this particular mares nature. He would have commented further, but it seemed like her attention was immediately drawn back to the book in discussion, which apparently left Spin Tale looking a whole lot less than pleased despite his comment - Spike didn't really wanna get caught in the middle of this weird fray, considering it looked like Spin was going to explode at any moment. " All this over a single book? " Spike blinks and looks at Twilight with a shrug, entirely bemused at the scene unfolding before him. " These ponies are crazy.... "

Spike was too busy looking at a selection of coloured inks and ink pots when once again, Flthy had put himself into the position of curious shop owner wanting to find out how he as a customer was feeling...Spike wasn't really one to focus greatly on such things, considering that right now the only real reason he was even shopping right now was for the prize of some sweet Rainbow Jammy goodness. " [colour=#008080]Uhh...[/colour] " Spike begins, his mind kinda thinking as hard as he could about what, if anything, might be worth mentioning. " [colour=#008080]Could use some footstools around here, I guess... [/colour]" The dragon WAS shorter than ponies, afterall, and this seemed a fair enough thing to present to an eager to please sales pony. " [colour=#008080]or shorter shelves? Iunno, whichever works best[/colour]! " The dragon paused for thought, scratching under his chin for a moment as he looked around - perhaps it was worth looking around for some more basic teas, given that although quicklimes selection of teas that he enjoyed picking up regularly for Twilights consumption was perfectly adequate for their general enjoyment, it wasn't always what guests to Golden Oaks enjoyed nor wanted when a cup of tea was offered up in their direction...something a little more regular and generic was a far better choice for such ponies. " [colour=#008080]Say, you wouldn't happen to sell tea, would ya?[/colour] " Spike asks hopefully. " [colour=#008080]Just the ordinary stuff....we keep a lot of different teas at the library, but we need something more, uh, plain![/colour] " Sure, he could have gone to Quicklimes and gotten something like that, but he was here and it sounded like a pretty easy pickup....given everything else going on, he was sure filthy could probably appreciate that at least a few customers weren't trying to get up to any weird hijinks for a change!

. "Not as easy running the donut business outside as it is inside, but I think I'm managing. If it's donuts you want, yous have come to the right place because nopony makes donuts like I make donuts, lemme tell you." Vinyl grins as she surveys the choices of Donut behind the desk, already salivating a little at which choices she wants - indeed, it seemed like Joe did donuts of every type...jelly, jam, cream, vanilla, cocoa, coffee...heck, he even did donuts she'd never heard of, and that was something that she found herself even more interested in. She made a mental note to drop by his shop the next time it was properly opened, since she was a big fan of exotic desserts and treats! " [colour=#800080]Well, guess I'll just have t'take a couple of the best ones you got there, pon'[/colour]! " she says with a small nod, tweaking her shades lightly against her muzzle. " [colour=#800080]Leeeet's take a couple of traditional jam, a couple of that chocolate custard ya got there, and a couple of Cinnamon-iced Hole donuts at the back there...they look pretty good[/colour]! " She chuckles slightly and floats over a small bag of bits and piles a neat stack of the required amount in advance...she was, if anything, one to make sure things were done right!

Vinyl had only been laid on the bed for the briefest of moments when she heard a rather muffled and annoyed groan... [colour=#FFCC00]“Uggggh, some ponies were trying to sleep in here, you know.....”[/colour] She paused and sat up, not entirely sure where the voice had come from and thus she flops off of the bed, shakes herself off and looks around to find the source of the irritated mini-outburst...finding it to be a grey pegasus currently sprawled out on a bed not too far from her own. The DJ mare gigglesnorts slightly, giving a small shrug as she sweeps a hoof through her two-toned mane, a playful smirk on her features. "[colour=#800080] Sorry, missy...s'just been a while since I've had a good bed t'sleep in...usually I just wind up crashed out on the couch at home[/colour]! " she says apologetically. " [colour=#800080]S'cool though, I was just in here to get a couple hours kip myself before the show later...didn't even realise there was anypony else in this room yet[/colour]! " She then trotted back to her bed and sprawled onto it with one last relaxed sigh, before closing her eyes to just enjoy the quiet time before the epic party in a little while!

Vinyl Scratch was hungry - not the kinda hungry that called for a full meal, mind you, but the kinda hungry that prompted one of her small snacking outs...she'd come out to Canterlots town fringes to grab herself some supplies so she could take them back home and listen to some tracks and relax on her l'il balcony for a while. Of course, before she could really make such a delicious vision of the future come true, she needed to decide just what it was that fit her ideas of suitable munchables for the evening! With her mane swept back, and a crimson pair of shades nestling on her muzzle, she makes her way through Canterlots market area with a wide grin, seeking the holy grail of foodstuffs that would strike her tastebuds and her wallet in just the right way. Luckily, it seemed as though something that might just tickle her fancy was in sight - a seemingly popular l'il donut stall, no doubt linked to the donut store that was currently under renevation nearby...she'd seen it a little ways back, which was something that had only served to disappoint her snack-senses at the time - round sweet doughy delicacies were only a few short steps away, so the DJ Unicorn makes her way towards the sacred snackbar and gives her widest grin. " [colour=#800080]Heeeey, how's tricks[/colour]? " she starts, tweaking her shades as she leant against the stand with a grin. " [colour=#800080]I've gots me a hankerin' for some Donuts...hows 'bout it[/colour]? " Vinyl offers up her most bewitching DJ Grin and a slight waggle of the eyebrows...afterall, there was always time to put the legendary DJ Pon3 charms to good use!

" [colour=#008080]Pfft, who IS that guy[/colour]? " Spike mutters to himself as he prepped brewing the tealeaves in the pot in the kitchen, far enough away from the scene to hear and not be heard. " [colour=#008080]I mean, I don't even really know half of what the guys talking about, but he still doesn't seem all that...well...trustworthy[/colour]! " " [colour=#8b4513]Hoo[/colour]? " Came a familiar hoot from behind him - leading to a near instinctual reply of " [colour=#008080]That Spin Tale doc' guy outside[/colour]! " before Spike realised that it wasn't exactly going to be met with much more than similar in reply. " [colour=#008080]Ugh...Nevermind[/colour] " Spike sighs as he grabs some cups and the bowl of sugar from the table - after hopping up on one of the chairs to do so, that is...such is the life of a baby dragon of short stature, afterall. Making teas never really took TOO long, but Spike liked to take time to make sure things were just right, even if one of the ponies imbibing of the liquid was one whom he wasn't particularly fond of currently. Spike just wasn't particularly fond of ponies who seemed too smug and self-assured for their own good, and his mind couldn't help but tick over how Spin Tale seemed to just ooze far too much of both for his liking. Of course, he hoped that it was all just a silly overreaction on his part and that this Doctor character was more 'honest' than he was seeing...but something told the young dragon that there was always a chance his instincts could still be right - either way, he finished up brewing the tea, placed a few snackable biscuits onto a plate and put them all on a tray to carry out to the main room again for Twilight and Spin Tale to enjoy. "[colour=#008080] Tea's up...[/colour] " Spike cheerfully announced, none of his prior inner monologues and thoughts leaking into his tone whatsoever. " [colour=#008080]Come get it whilst it's hot[/colour]! "

So hey, you planted an application, and it's blossomed out nicely... Have one of these - may your RP Gardens always be fruitful and bright!

Berry was quite eager to get a little relaxation in now that this first day of the con had wound down and she was done serving her usual arrays of punches and drinks outside - now it was Berry time, and she was gonna spend every moment she could enjoying what she could...and those sandwiches looked awfully tempting, considering she hadn't eaten all that much since she'd arrived here all those hours ago - she wasn't about to turn down some free lunching, that much Berry was absolutely sure of! Berry lets off a small sigh of contentment as she trots over to the table of snacks, where she'd provided a more casual selection of her drinks for the ponies to enjoy, and acquired for herself a couple of sandwiches on a plate, alongside an orange and raspberry punch - afterwards, setting it onto a table near the chair she'd chosen for her own relaxation and enjoyment...heading over towards the book shelf and perusing through the various titles to see just what she felt like picking up and enjoying for the evening... " [colour=#ee82ee]Oooh, they even have the Iron Stallion selection here[/colour]! " the magenta mare mutters to herself, barely containing a smile of glee as she helps herself to a few of the revered literature and makes her way back to the seat, plopping herself down onto it as she just gives a quick gigglesnort, now all set to just have herself a most awesome evening amongst other ponies!

[colour=#800080]Vinyl Scratch[/colour] " [colour=#800080]Oh Celestia, look at this decor[/colour]! " Vinyls muzzle beamed as she looked around the decorated room - the musical motif was a nice touch, and she had to hand it to whomever had arranged such a sweet locale. Giving a quick sigh of blissful enjoyment, Vinyl flopped onto the well made bed and flails all four hooves in the air as she just kinda enjoys being off of her hooves for the first time all day - sure it wasn't really over just yet, but after having had an opportunity to sample some unusual tasting culinary delights, mingling with all manner of ponies and generally partaking in the events and opening celebrations that had taken place the last few hours, she was just content to take a few moments to stow her gear and relax in the comforts provided. " [colour=#800080]Awww yeah[/colour]! " she mutters, face buried deep in the cool side of the pillow on the bed, tail twitching as she sprawls for a few uninterrupted moments. " [colour=#800080]This is the life[/colour]! " Of course, she still had to prepare to make sure the night-time party was as lively as only she knew how, but there wasn't any harm in catching a l'il laydown beforehoof!

[colour=#4B0082]"Spike, I need you to get us tea for three...and fetch 'The Vast and Complete History of Pre-Return Equestrian Explorers'."[/colour][colour=#282828] [/colour] The dragon gives a small salute at Twilight, before taking a small moment to regard the other occupants...uh, well, now the only Occupant LEFT...in the room - something about the stallion was giving Spike an odd sense of distrust, and whilst the youngster wasn't particularly one to just out and out believe in his gut hunches all of the time, there was just SOMETHING in this gut feeling that was ringing true. Spin was exuding an odd confidence, as though he was being far too self-assured about something - still, Spike shakes off the feeling and decided that it was far better to simply focus on the required tasks for the moment at hand...afterall, Twilight was the boss. " Right on it, Twi! " came his general response, shooting off a small uncertain glance at Spin before heading to the relevent destination locations...fetching the book from it's perch in the relevent reference section, and then off to the kitchen to make the cup of teas that Twilight had asked for...for now, it was all just a part of Spikes general daily activity until something else cropped up, which for the most part he was hoping it didn't...unannounced days of danger weren't exactly his favourite, and if today wound up in such a direction...well, that wasn't a scenario the young Dragon was particularly fond of thinking for too long about.

The basket that the young dragon was holding had gotten a little full - he wasn't even sure he REALLY needed all of this stuff, but Spike didn't wanna take chances...a couple kitchen utensils, some scrolls, a few bottles of neverfade ink, and a new feather duster were chiefly the items the baby dragon had picked out, not having really come entirely prepared...a true case of impulse shopping if ever he'd heard of it. Still, the prize was one of the sweetest and most delicious he knew of, and thus this would all be worth it once goods were bought and he was handed over a free jar of that delicious, juicy, mouthwatering jam that went so well on pretty much any jewel he could care to think of - and toast, actually, now that he thought about it. There seemed to have been a whole buncha commotion going on though - Spike had done well enough to try not to pay too much attention to it, considering it seemed that a certain pegasus was smack bang in the middle of it, but now that things seemed to be getting a little more preoccupied with whatever was going on in ways that he was finding hard to just not take notice of anymore. " [colour=#008080]What in Equestria was she even doing[/colour]? " the purple baby dragon murmurs to himself as he tried to get in close to take a look. "[colour=#008080] Carrots, Accidents, X-Rays[/colour]? " Still it seemed soon enough that everything cleared up just as soon as it started, and the Pegasus left the store with no further incident...surprisingly - Spike shrugged as he resumed his own pace of shopping, stopping by to take a look at some odd cleaning equipment. Despite his young enough age, Spike was smart enough t'know that stuff like this was gonna be useful around the library, especially when it came to bookshelves. He thought back to the recent incident with the burnt bookshelves from his small sneezing fit recently, and decided that this was the best method he had to at least keeping them looking as well-kept as he could considering it had been kinda his fault that they had wound up that way to begin with! With that little train of thought out of the way, and the product placed firmly into the basket, Spike moves on...getting ever closer to achieving his prize of delicious Zap Apple jam!

Vinyl hadn't really gotten too far away from the desk when she came to the blatant realisation that something had been bothering her for the last 4 or 5 hours she'd been awake...it was a relatively small thing, and she felt a little ridiculous having not tended to it sooner than this...her stomach growling a little in response to her conscious acknowledgement of the situation. It was all well and good being a heavily in demand music manipulating maestro mare, but it didn't really do much good for her if she tried being one whilst fully aware that she hadn't eaten a solitary thing since breakfast...it was a bad habit she'd picked up from her regular night life activities in the clubs and striving to push herself to be the very best DJ in Canterlot, Manehattan and anyplace else she could. " [colour=#800080]Ugh, could really go for somethin' to snack on right about now... [/colour]" the unicorn utters to herself, looking around to scan her surroundings carefully for any signs of places to eat, when something promising entered her zone of hearing....her ears perking up to hear it better, licking her muzzle at what she heard.. [colour=#ff0000]" Mares of Equestria, listen! I, Harlequin Salad, aspiring master of cuisine have prepared for you today culinary delights beyond your imagination! "[/colour] Oh, this sounded like just what she needed - she could set up later, but right now was about the best time to go get herself a little feast of a late breakfast to keep her going for the rest of the day...whatever the mare had called out after the first sentance of advertising spiel had been lost on Vinyl as she cantered over to the table with her gear floating beside her. She tweaks her shades and regards the mare behind the table, the basket and goods in full display as she cleared her throat a little and opened her muzzle to address the mare in as casual a manner as her currently food-addled mind could muster. " [colour=#800080]Yo, Miss Foodmare...[/colour] " she says, giving a quick grin of anticipation at the promise of delicious foods. " [colour=#800080]Got anythin' for a starvin' DJ? Much appreciated[/colour]! " She had absolutely no idea what flavours and tastes awaited her from this mystery basket, but she couldn't wait to find out!

^ Simply a Rarity in his creative drive, Phil struck me as an interesting figure with many depths...and has lived up to that in spades!

[colour=#800080]Vinyl Scratch[/colour] Class had ended about 5 mins ago, and a certain Blue Haired student had just finished up a quick call with some parental types, whom had apparently too much time to spend questioning the types of folks she hung around with outside of school - pssht, wasn't really their business an' such who she hung with...besides, as she'd reminded her somewhat busybody mum over the phone, it wasn't like her parents had been wallflowers and the like back at their own schooldays. That aside, it wasn't like she was getting into anything that was particularly dumb - she knew well enough not to get into criminal acts { well, kinda }, and there was no way in heck she was doing anything that involved chemically enhancing her mental state! Well, whatever - the call had ended on a somewhat impasse, and Vinyl scratch had hung up without any intent on picking up for her parents 'til later...she had way more important things to be dealing with, like her socials an' making sure she kept herself at the top of her contemporary music classes. What her parents thought of her lifestyle choices was pretty much on the lowest rung of her personal care ladder right now, and she'd come out of the phone call with her usual smile in tact...stuff like that rarely bothered Vinyl, as any of her usual friends would have agreed. Still, today it seemed as though her usual friends were sorta indisposed, which was a l'il bit of a pain in the rear since she could really have done with some laughs right about now that weren't about her folks and their inherant inability to understand things from her point of view. Ah well - t'was time for lunch...time for this young musical maestro of the Modern era to get her funky self over to the cafeteria an' see what was cooking!

I could just go ahead and make an Iron Pony joke here... But then Rosewind might lock me back in the watercloset again, so I won't!

Little bit rough and ready in some places perhaps, but besides those this app is officially set and ready for take off!