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SomariFeyWright

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  1. "O-oh...", Pitch gently stood up, feeling somewhat guilty seeing how he had refrained from speaking to anypony. He trotted to Razor and Pinkie, ready to leave.
  2. Pitch hadn't said a word since arriving at the hospital, and likely wasn't going to say anything without needing to. He looked around the hospital's interior... felt the never-ending anxiety and worry the doctors had around him... it was all too familiar, and he hadn't forgotten why. He walked over to a nearby waiting seat, and sat down, glad to see the ponies were okay.
  3. He looked at his stomach, and back at Pinkie, and gently sighed. Him and his sensitive conscience... "... You go ahead, Mr. Griffon", he said, trotting over to Discord and Pinkie. "I wanna make sure those ponies are okay. It's alright if I come with you, right, Ms. Pinkie?"
  4. "Oh... I see..." Wrong again, it seemed. The awkwardness just flew right back into him. "Wait a minute, a pony crushed by a boulder?! That's terrible... I hope the pony's alright..."
  5. "D-Discord? Ruling King of Darkness...?" He distinctly recalled learning of a pony of such a nane back when he was a foal. "Wait... aren't you... evil...?"
  6. "R-right...", Pitch said, embarrassed and blushing a little. He really needed more friends. "KYAH?!", he shouted, as Discord randomly appeared by Pinkie. Teleporting wasn't new, but... THAT was. "Um... sorry... but... who are you.. ? And... what are you...?"
  7. "Eh... ah... please don't eat me... ... Wait... thaf was a joke wasn't it? Ah hah..." ... Yeah, Pitch sucks at being social. As he was attempting to regain his non-existent dignity, he heard Pinkie's proclamation. "Falling?! Where?!" He shifted his light blue eyes rapidly around the sky, keeping his Vinyl Scratch-style brown mane out of his right eye temporarily, but saw nothing more than a pegasus he saw earlier fly by. "... Unless you're talking about a descending pegasus, I don't see anything falling..."
  8. "Well, that's still pretty impressive... I mean, you graduated the Wonderbolt academy... and I'm just an Earth Pony without a tal-" He cut himself off there. No one had questioned why he covered his flank now, and it was too soon for them to find out. Clearing his throat, he changed to, "So, what's the academy like? What kind of challenges are there? What were the students like? What were the Wonderbolts like? What was-" He placed a hoof sharply on his own muzzle, as he realized he was ranting again.
  9. "Oh... well, um... nice to meet you, Pinkie...", his cheeks gently grew darker, as his currently covered blank flank had left little room for compliments back in his old home. It wasn't something he was all too familiar with, really. "Well, I'm certainly willing to join you for lunch... I have a few bits to spare if you need them... but I don't think I'll be very active in going to the dance..." He looked at Angel as he flew in with a Wonderbolts costume. "Oh... hello there... Angel. I'm-" "-WAIT You know a member of the Wonderbolts?! Seriously?!" His sheepishness had gone rather quickly...
  10. Pitch looked shocked as this pony offered him a cupcake outta hammerspace and called him by his name. He wasn't expecting a friendly reaction this soon. ... And as with any acts of generosity given to him by somepony unfamiliar to him, he grew a little shy. Placing a hoof beside his head, he said, "Oh... um... Thanks, Miss... um... ... Do I know you?"
  11. "Food, eh?" Pitch looked up into the sky toward the sun. Yeah, seemed like a time for food. "Well, that's fine, then.", he said, "I haven't eaten anything myself... maybe I could come with you?" A stomach growl occurred right there just to prove his point. "Eh heh..."
  12. As Pitch trotted, he saw a few ponies stabding around, talking. With them was... a griffon? Even as a new resident he knew such creatures were not common around here. As much as he hated coming into somepony else's conversations, he couldn't resist in this case. He was curious. Gently adjusting his trotting trajectory, he approached the group, and forced a little grin. "Hello, everypony. May I ask what you all are discussing?" (I really hope I don't look stupid just randomly approaching them like this...)
  13. Pitch Light fluttered his eyes gently opened as he finally awoke from his slumber. As his dark fur was hit by his window's midday sun, he found that... well, it was midday. Of course, he HAD to finally get up and do something, especially considering the date. ... Hearts and Hooves day... ... After trying to force himself to going back to sleep failed, he decided he would just get it over with. He pushed his covers off of his tummy, as he jumped out of bed. As he peered around, he found that his house's surroundings were incredibly unfamiliar. But then, this is to be expected, seeing how he was a very new resident to Ponyville, having only been situated in a mere few days before. He looked into a nearby mirror and examined both sides of his flank: As per usual, blank slates on both sides. ... Oh, make no mistake, he was a full-grown colt. And he was certainly a good pony. But... he'd never been fully successful in earning a Cutie Mark, as he had never reached for that goal with full determination. He immediately digressed, shaking his head as he exited the mirror's view, and put on his saddlebags. Once he had the straps on just right, he went over to his flank-cover... an ordinary white cloth, that greatly contrastex his own pitch black fur. Once situated in these aspects, he headed out with a semi-smile on his face, conveniently headed toward a certain group he could easily be noticed by due to a certain loud-mouthed party pony...
  14. Ha! Good to see you've made an introduction topic! Yeah. You'll enjoy this place, it'll be fun, blah, blah, blah... basically everything I told you before. Have fun.
  15. Veritas! You came! This is a fun, quaint exciting place that I'm sure you'll enjoy. I guarantee it!
  16. I'm 14 years old, and I STILL think romance is disgusting!
  17. That is not a ladder! It is a STEP- *fine print read* ... That had nothing to do with getting anything. *hides*
  18. Does this solve the problem, Mr. Sulvuss? ... Dang it. You colts are too fast.
  19. Eeyup. ... I really want to RP, but I don't know how to join them...
  20. Well, as I have said, I may incorporate it later. For the moment, they are brought in to teach the Equestrians more lessons on Friendship. .... In hindsight, this does seem a little random without the courtroom... I guess I can come up with a few cases to add to the story.
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