SomariFeyWright

Her mind seemed to return to briefly stop thinking on Steel's possible feelings of vague significance as he approached her and spoke of his success in handing out some fliers. "O-Oh, that's great...! Thank you so much...!" (Why can't I ever get anyone to accept any fliers...? If only I weren't so shy...!) She looked toward Scribble. If she were slightly more extroverted, she likely would have grabbed her attention and thanked her or showed gratitude in some way, but insteaad, she just smiled at her, before shyly turning away once more. Looking back at Steel, she smiled once more, but said nothing further to him. She was half-tempted to ask if the gossip on him she had heard was true, but come on. Does that really seem in character for Fluttershy to you?

Fluttershy, holding her folder filled with fliers in crossed arms across her chest, walked off to her next class. Of course, guess which class it was? That's right: English. She walked in shyly and with quiet footsteps, as per usual. She seemed a great contrast to the general rowdiness of the classrooms, though this was easy not to notice given said rowdiness. She looked at her teacher, and said, "Good morning, Miss Cheerilee." With a smile, she walked to her seat. She averted her eyes from Steel as she awaited the bell to ring.

((What about that one pony who shouts "YEAH!" all the time? He'd probably work, too. ))

Fluttershy smiled at Silver. "Thank you very much! Me, and the animals, too, appreciate the help." Then, Fluttershy listened to his little sidenote. "....... Eh...? (He... likes me...? What does he mean by that? Like a friend... right?) She picked up her juicebox and began to drink the last of the liquid inside. Finishing the last of her midday snack, she stood up, threw away the trash leftover, and began to loiter a bit, as she pondered what was really implied...

"Oh... alright then. Goodbye! And I won't be at the shelter immediately! I'll be passing fliers out by the parking lot! Just so you know!" She waved him off, before turning to the others, awaiting their responses.

"Oh thank you! Your help is greatly appreciated...!" She looked toward the others, not caring that she knew none of them. "How about you all? Would you be interested in providing support for the innocent animals at the animal shelter? I have a lot of fliers left..."

"Wonderful...! I'm looking forward to seeing you there!" She was silent for a moment, before she suddenly had an idea. "Oh..!" She took a fourth of her fliers, and handed them to him. "Could you perhaps help me spread the word of the animals in the shelter around? Nobody ever seems to pay any attention to me when I do it..."

"Oh, I'm sorry... Those people came in so suddenly... It startled me... She snapped back into a full voice... at least for Fluttershy standards. "B-But yes, I'd be happy to help you find the perfect pet! After all, there are so many wonderful choices for you to decide! When will you be there, then?"

Username: SomariFeyWright Custom or owned pony: Cust Cutie Mark: A red heart Reference: http://i1068.photobucket.com/albums/u447/SomariFeyWright/IMG_20130630_181521-1.jpg Make one where the heart is on a white cloth, as is in the picture, and one where it is actually on his flank. Pose: Just a basic standing/smiling pose. ... Or you can make him look embarrassed in a dress of some kind, if you want to challenge yourself. Other points: (adding this one for convenience's sake) While he is a colt, his schtick is that he looks like a mare, eyelashes and all. As well, he has a blush on his cheek consisting of a black slightly darker than the rest of his fur.

You know the shyness our pink-haired girl had overcome? You know that request she was about to accept. Well, the arrival of these new strangers interrupted her answer, and returned the butterflies lightly. She didn't bashfully turn away this time, though. Her mind was still on the topic of the animal shelter. She held up on of the fliers in front of her. It would quickly be noticed by the otjers around her most likely. First one to look at her would witness Flutterhy give a very awkward smile and a light squee (Stare-Master style) in all its non-existent glory.

"... ..." She stared at her hand he held by the handshake. Letting go any time would be nice... "...! Ah...!" She held the flyer out in front of herself, with a noticeable shift in tone. "The poor, defenseless creatures of the animal shelter! So many of them so desperately need a new home... a new family to call their own...! But nobody seems interested in giving them their own homes... ... ... Oh! Would you be interested in visiting the animal shelter and finding an adorable little animal to call your own...?" She stared at him with hopeful eyes and a light smile. She too seemed to forget the continuing hand-grip.

She did not move her arm to the motions of his hand, only allowing it to be moved by his own. She gave a very forced light smile as her head seemed to cower back, as though it wanted to jump off and grow a different body just to get out of this situation. "Oh... physics... right..." ... She tried to say or ask more. She really did. But if he listened carefully, he may hear a light squeal exit where a word should have been. She didn't understand this guy and why he was blushing, and the butterflies beating the edges of her tummy made her want to just vanish.

"..." It baffled the girl that he attempted this socialness as he was doing now. Her bashful nature was well-known around the school, which was the cause of very mixed reception for her school reputation. And yet, here she was, being... shyly approached...? "U-Um... My name is... Fluttershy..." She very lightly held her own hand out in front of her as well, but she did not grab his. It seems that this would be a battle of the shyness...

((If you say so...)) The young yellow-skinned girl had been shortly sitting down this point. It was her own personal portion to sit at. She wasn't all that brave in terms of approaching anyone else. She was getting relaxed, when she was surprised by the voice of... a person, which was enough to surprise her. "Ah...!" She carefully turned her head in his direction, with one of her eyes being almost impossible to see from his angle. ".............................. Hello..."

((Y'know, I'm tempted to take a canonical pony, but there's no indication of whether or not this takes place before or after the movie. Without that knowledge, I can't. ... And, funnily enough, Fluttershy was exactly whom. Once I have that timeframe, I'll play her for ya.))

Meh. I'm game. If there's still some space, count me in.

I don't exactly know how to be random but I think I might go ahead and put my pants on my head and see how well the platter burns when Mount Everest is flipped into an alternate universe flying through the land of donkeys and pots/pans with the mysterious hooded men suing their lawyer as Dumbo falls through the ground pondering how a hot dog is supposed to be able to do the macarena on a pogo stick when the middle of August has two G's instead of one because Steven King smelled a sound entitiled "The composition" for no good reason whatsoever when you consider that the falling birdies and flying piggies are all part of the illusion that this world has meaning when in actuality we are all a creation of someone dropping a molecule on the greasiest plate as butterflies slammed into burning icicle ninja dinosaurs with all worlds ever looking at one another and wondering why they're so fat, eventually remembering it was because of the brilliant Doctor rotcoD who wished to destroy all sense of reality through beating candy canes with a sledge burger through a rip in space and time that causes repetition that causes repetition which results in everyone who lived dying and entering a world of limbo where the spoon kidnapped the dish as the moon beat down the cow, as they sat through the mysterious land of Batmanland and all the milkshakes didn't bring alligators to the Everglades because reality is merely an illusion of the peanut butter that flew through the troll face on it's back with no sense of pizza in its mind as a young boy with no life finished typing a random post. ... What did I just type

I have an idea for that, actually, but first, my OC is named Pitch Light and I wish for him to join. ... Now then, Pitch Light, being much more tolerant of rain and thunder than most ponies, he's strolling back home calmly, after a day's work done. ... Cartoon logic, however, dictates that he will not be spared from comedic sufferring, and in the middle of the streets, a bolt of lightning lands incredibly close to him, leaving him in a comedic panic. He runs for the library. Meanwhile, Twilight is about to perform her spell. Should make them go back to normal. Suddenly, the door slams open with a mare colt disrupting Twi's concentration, messing up her spell. It causes the spell to once again turn in-radius ponies into ponies, and unfortunately, it cannot be used again for 24 hours. Twi needs to either find another spell, or bear through the time. ... Just a rough sketch of a possible scenario.

... Assuming this idea's still going, I'd love to try my hoof at Applebloom!

... Okay, so uh... 11 pages of an RP. ... Before I take the time to read-up, would it be impossible to make a new character at this point? ... Provided it can be revived at this point...

Okay, I've read both the RP and this OOC topic up to this point, and while I do understand it's likely all right to do so, I just want to make sure. ... No problems with me bringing in an OC to have foalified from the counter spell, right?

Here's my two bits on the matter... Twilight Sparkle: ... Yeah, reads up on it until learning it's about experience. Can't really add onto that... ... Except the fact that Spike will likely be stuck badly taking care of the little foal until Twi calms down about it all. Pinkie Pie: Pinkie Pie... putting the foal up for adoption...? I'm sorry, but... wow, that feels off. Pinkie, having helped raise the Baby Cakes, would likely think she has the proper ability to raise a foal of her own. She would have the habit of still making spontaneous parties and celebrations, which would often startle the foal in her saddlebag. She tries to leave it with the Cakes, but motherly instincts make it impossible for her to leave it alone for too long. She realizes her parties aren't lacking the same edge with the baby on her mind, and she eventually starts to calm down. While still holding her optimistic mood, she gradually calms down in her party-making mood, becoming far less spontaneous for the sake of her child. She then starts a speech through the black pre-credits screen on how much responsibility it is to be a Mother for the audience. Rainbow Dash: Things would be rather difficult at first, as she constantly puts the baby in the hooves of others whilst she trains. This backfires, however, as the foal grows less and less attatched to Rainbow as a result. She's forced to make heavy compromises with the Wonderbolts, requesting much less airtime so she can bond with her child. She teaches it to fly, acting as a benevolent drill instructor of sorts so the foal can become even greater than she... "or at least CLOSE to my awesomeness". Fluttershy: For Fluttershy, things would come much more naturally. She would constantly cradle and wuggle her little child, occassionally even getting clingy, and having a very hard time leaving it alone, often keeping it with her in a saddlebag. Angel gets jealous of the foal, but an episode or two resolves that conflict. Rarity: At first, Rarity is overjoyed at the thought of having a foal of her own. Problem is, there are so many orders (as she is very famous at this point) that she's forced to squeeze in time to even feed the child. Her mane gets messy, the stress hurts her... it's a mess. In the end, she has to step down from her high status as a fashion designer, casually designing clothes on a less hectic basis, allowing much more time for her child. Applejack: This one is easily resolved. Applejack takes a few days off at first to spend with her foal. Big Mac takes over her duties in that time. Beyond that, she gets back to work, letting Granny Smith care for the foal while she's out. She does a pretty good job, despite her age. Nothing too bad, as all the resources needed are had. Overall, relatively simple. ... A part of me wonders why the Tartarus no one (myself included) thinks to factor in the father in these scenarios...

Name: Pitch Light Group: [unknown] Is an all-around when it comes to school. Everyone who's never met him thinks he's a girl. Tends to hang out with girls rather than guys. Sorry for not having WoE app. His ponified form is. in my Avvy, though... ^^; I'll send that PM ASAP.

Name: Pitch Light Cutie Mark: None Gender: Stallion (though he looks like a mare) I'll also take Derpy~

Pitch Light - He'd be the gaming, obsessive teenage boy with a desire for love. His only clubs'd be theater and anime... he hates sports. Everyone thinks he's a girl, and sometimes ends up in a skirt/dress on a bet for a good amount of money. He's very introverted, and would be sitting by himself at the cafeteria, but if someone talked to hum about a game or show he liked, oh man... Also, reminiscent of his lack of Cutie Mark, he wears a plain black shirt with dark brown pants. His skin is gray.