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  1. “No worries. It’s actually rather cozy looking.”, she bravely blocked the words ‘compared to the other homes here’ from coming out of her beak. “Nicer than my place. I’ve been so busy lately, I actually sold my little house in Canterlot and I just sleep in an converted storage room at my workshop. Had to convert the old half-bath into a full bathroom and I was not a fan of that. Probably should have taken plumbing classes before I tried messing with pipes and junk.”, she sighed. She did not realize just how old her building was and she had to hire a team of ponies to help cut through all that stone. She would do just about anything to get her two relatives to move to Rockwington, or even Canterlot. Her birthplace would probably be better as a good deal of her family live there and she knew her dad would go nuts if Aunt Gia moved nearby and maybe he would stop being so sore for her moving to the 'Big Fancy Smancy Pony City' Zelda kept her beak shut as the two interacted. The blacksmith had a poor relationship with dating her own kind as well. She had one decent relationship with a griffon, an artist named Gavrilovich. He was okay, but things got weird towards the end. It had been mostly ponies for her entire life. Her train of though ended the second she smelled...cranberries? Oooh! She loved the smell of that tart fruit and would put the stuff on anything! "Oh yeah. Bar sounds perfect. You don't have to ask me twice Auntie.", she smiled at the older bird. Hopefully a few drinks would remove the drab from Gillian's feathers. She was curious why she was so down in the beak. She was strong, fast and beautiful. And after catching sight of the last new recruits for the Bolts, she knew her cousin could make the team even during her worst days. Easy peasy. She waved at her auntie as she followed the cheetah-bird into her room. "Cool Wonderbolt collection.", she caught sight of an old favorite as she set her things down. "Always had a thing for Soarin. With those eyes.", she held up a Wonderbolt plushie. "That smile, and of course, the butt. He and Surprise...", she let out a sigh. "The bar sounds like fun. "ooh.", she noticed an older signed photo, "Stardust. That's a good friend of mine's Great Aunt. Look how freaking young she looks in that picture. Kind of hot. Almost looks like Fire." She turned to glance at herself in the mirror. "Eh, not bad.", she fixed the floof on her chest and the hair on her head. "I'm ready if you are.."
  2. It took her a moment, but the young griffon pondered the passing potentate. Norton wasn't that bad looking. She could hitch up with that bird and she would be an empress! That would put her leagues above whatever her old friend Fire Walker was marrying. Swift Squall wasn't a prince. Was he a duke? Whatever he was, Emperor was leagues above it. Unfortunately they would be ruling over Griffonstone. And that would be similar to being sovereign of a swamp or head of state to a head of lettuce. Not very impressive. "I'll be all over the place, so there's a very good chance you'll see me, and even my cute cousin. That is all up to her, of course.", she nodded and gave a proper bow as the good Emperor moved on. She was going to check him out and his place. She was very curious. Zelda followed the speedy griffon, and did her best not to stop and count her spots. It was one of her many compulsions. "Er. Shack." It wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. Like most of the homes here, it looked like an oversized birdhouse. This made sense, as she was an oversized bird, combined with an oversized panther. "Oh", she whispered. She did not like the idea of her sweet Tante being so old. Her clan was always tough, even when they would get older. Some would say they got tougher as they got older. She was rather surprised how spirited her older aunt was. "Yeah, it's been way too long." When was the last time she saw her? Mom's funeral? The wedding? Time was just flying by. "Thank you.", she made sure her cousin was part of the hug party, as she scooped up the smaller bird and brought her in. Once this was over, she followed the pair into the home. She was really hungry, so nearly anything would be tasty about now...
  3. "Is that book in its entirety even legal for an private citizen to own?", the officer asked. "I have a good friend of mine, a mare named Ilinalta who is one of enchanters for the R.E.A.", the mare could not help but shiver. "She has told me stories that would shake the hair off your tail about unicorns that got their hooves on old enchanted items or spells that weren't really made for this world anymore. Spells or magical items that use the spell-caster's very living energy for the spell and burn the poor fella out until they're an empty husk or take over a caster's body. Nasty stuff.", she added. This was something the far wiser Twilight would comment and expand upon moments later. "That's why I usually stick with simple enchantments. Mostly ones that deal with the environment. Keep the extreme temperatures away. Maybe help me see in the dark, like you said. Tried a bracelet that enhanced my strength a few years ago and I felt rather odd after that. Trainer said I needed to work on my magical endurance.", she smiled as the unicorn chuckled. "There's some truth to that as I heard they would use an spell. Can't remember the name. It's a spell that effects your sight...er..". Thankfully she was not about to take an 'defense against magic' class, or she would have failed. "Think it begins with a 'g'. But they would use this to alter the faces of those who would be better off anonymous, like guards protecting something or somepony of great importance, or even jury members during a troublesome case. " Of course, she had only 'heard' about this. It did not make it true. Oh! She always wanted to join a book club! She would get to read a book she would normally not even consider touching, and then they would talk about the book during the next meeting, along with adult beverages. Well, she would have to skip that part. Her brain quickly scanned a list of things she was told not to drink. Fruit smoothies were safe. For now. She needed to stay hydrated. "I would be honored to join, and if you do the club the old fashioned way, you'll have to tell me what book you're all on, so I can catch up.", she could read something a bit more substantive while waiting at the obstetrician's office besides two year old copies of tabloids. She kept quiet as the purple Alicorn got into more about the dangers of powerful enchantments. And while they could control what the books in their reach could do, there was always a chance of somepony finding an dusty old tome filled with dark or overpowering magics. Thankfully, nothing like that would happen in Ponyville.
  4. As Silverstream spoke, the young dragon glanced around the area. She removed some of the water? Wouldn't that cause a horrible sinkhole? Wait! How did she know this? Why did she know this? It took her a second to realize this was from her last class with Professor Applejack. She said, "Sinkholes are formed when the land surface above collapses or sinks into the cavities or when surface material is carried downward into the voids. Sinkholes can be triggered by pony activities such as overwithdrawal of groundwater." Oh no. She said it more like "Sinkholes ahr formed whe-yn thuh land surface above collapses or sinks into thuh cavities or whe-yn surface material is carried downward into thuh voids! Howdy! Sinkholes kay-yun be triggered by pony activities such as: overwithdrawal awf guh-roundwater. There's a snake in mah boots!" Much better! "Well.", Smolder spoke up. "I've said it before. Pony-life has spoiled me rotten. I can't go back to living in a cave after sleeping on a bed. Or being able to bathe in privacy and not hearing comments from other dragons just begging to get their butts kicked. Or going to book store and just chilling with a glass of chocolate milk while reading a book I didn't pay for or has that library-funk smell." Should she be drinking milk? She's not a mammal! Is that weird? "As long as I don't do something stupid...er..", she eyeballed Gallus, "Fatally stupid, I mean." She did at least five stupid things a day at the least! "I'm gonna live a really really long time. So I can always hang around here for a hundred or so years...Maybe more if I don't get bored." She smiled as the blue bird spoke. "Eh, I was just kidding. I wouldn't touch that stuff. Now drinking. I intend to do a lot of that. Especially after what I heard that this drake claimed he could make booze out of gems. Magic or something.", she huffed. "Supposed to taste like liquid rumppy-doodle. He said that, not me!", Smolder corrected, "And then he wiggled his claws together, tugged on his tie and rode away on his zeppelin. Actually, that might have been a fever dream I had last week." Or maybe after she ate that old potato salad on Sunday? She had some messed up dreams after that! There would be three of them at least hanging around Ponyville. What about Fuzzy-Smash, Cute-Shifty, and that pony...What was his name? Hufflepuff? Ziggy? Duke Snooty the Fancypants? Harmonica Rachel, Mistress of the Iron Rail?
  5. Anyone watch Loki yet? Great show! It was fun to hear Tara Strong (Twilight) do her very best Applejack.

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    2. Cubbage

      Cubbage

      I watched it yesterday literally for Tara Strong only xD Your status is what got me to watch it ; P

    3. tacobob

      tacobob

      And the show itself is fun. Even more if you're a big dumb comic book fan like me.

    4. Cubbage
  6. Horse Puns!

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    2. tacobob

      tacobob

      Man, you're always here to stirrup trouble! 😆

    3. Ciraxis

      Ciraxis

      Sight...why haven't anyone reined in this tendency of yours?

    4. tacobob

      tacobob

      You think you can rein me in? You're worse than my neigh-bors! They always ask me to colt it out! I always tell them to ska-saddle! They never show me any horsepitality! :scream:

  7. Fire Walker could not help but frown a little as it very obvious she had lost Blizzard Blitz. This did not surprise her, as magic was not her specialty. She had taken lessons in her officer days on how to defend herself against enemy spell-casters, from dark unicorns, Cockatrices, Blibbering Humdingers and more. Still, this did not allow her to carry much of a conversation on magic with a unicorn, especially ones as powerful as Twilight and the frosty unicorn. Thankfully the stallion was ahead of her and pushed the conversation somewhere into her zone. Thankfully he did not ask he what her favorite coloring book was. "Daring Do is more of a sister thing. My little sister Wind Walker and I, would get in line at the local book-store for our preorders. Usually its owner, Lore Weaver, would set up little fun activities for the kids before the shipment arrived. Costumes usually were involved. The nearby café would sell Daring Do inspired treats. Sometimes getting the book itself was more fun than the actual book.", she added. It was a few years since they got to enjoy such an event. Lore had moved on and his bookstore closed. Still, the two sisters planned little things to do when the latest copy of the famous adventure books came out, and thankfully, Wind Walker showed no signs of 'being too old' for such a thing. "As for what I normally read?", she paused, "Mostly military fiction and non-fiction. SlaughterHorse Five....Long Halftime Canter..The Quiet Equestrian..Homage To Coltalona. And my mother would be cross if I did not match her romance adventure novels she put out. Two so far.", she chuckled. While the books made Daring Doo look more like Shakespony, the elder mare enjoyed writing them, and had a decent-selling series of books on her hoof. And Fire knew her mother needed to write such things as she had always felt she was doomed to forever update and edit the same military handbooks she had been writing for decades. She could not help but smile was the stallion mentioned 'happiest moment of his colthood' "Wow, a living book of sorts.", Fire responded, "It would have been devastating if such a journal had been lost.". It was a shame she had lost the library. While most could have been rebuilt, her home was an actual, ancient tree that had been mostly hollowed out, but still managed to live. Thankfully the old tree had been avenged, and from what she had heard, the sweet, purple pony had beaten that horrible centaur bloody until he turned cowardly and pulled out his trump card. It would take a very long time for another tree to grow large enough to take its place. She bit her tounge when Twilight mentioned a rather long title. She was not going to ask! If she did, the officer would been just like every 'normal' pony that she would see in books and movies. The 'Audience Surrogate' character. One who was involved in a conversation with clever ponies. They would stand there,mouth agape, and ask the clever duo what they meant, or please use 'modern ponage' so the lesser witted audience would know what they meant. She would not ask..Nope. Instead she was curious what the good princess would say. She used an assortment of magical accessories, from an amulet, leg bracelet, and other, helpful magical thingamabobs and whatzits.
  8. Smolder got a little worried when her little griffon friend tended to get anxious and he seemed to get that a lot lately. She needed to figure out how to calm her and become like one of those little dogs ponies carry around in bags. What do they them? Service dogs? She’d be the perfect service dragon! Maybe a quick rub on the beak or his fluffy stomach. They would just need a big enough bag for her to sit in. She sniffed the area. There was cake here somewhere! Hopefully it wasn’t one of those lame weddings that had cupcakes or....GASP...Pastry! She smiled at her friend. It was a proper, pony style smile! Not sarcastic nor sassy, but a true one from the heart. After she caught what appeared to be the line to the sweet stuff, she nodded and quickly made her way over to the land of the sweet, sweet, stuff! The grand goose gift was more than enough for the red pony to forgive the draconequus for dumping old chocolate milk on her all those years ago. After catching the good Prince nearly leap out of his horse-shoes, the officer decided she would keep her new 'pet's' honks on mute for the rest of the wedding. Still, she did permit the goose a meeting with Dunnie. "I just realized I didn't have a lot of little toys like this growing up.", her toys tended to be more sport-oriented. She let out a chuckle. "Nah, the bird and dragon are far nicer than I ever was at that age. I'm going to take a guess because they go to that fancy school Princess Twilight made. It kind of reminds me of the boarding school they had in Canterlot. 'Prissy Prim's School For Polite And Proper Ponies'. They promised to turn your ruffian of a child into the most proper of ponies, or double your money back! Thankfully Twi's school was far nicer to look at with its waterfalls." Oh, she how she enjoyed a good waterfall. "Oh.", she gasped as she was quickly placed into a hug. She noticed her beloved was chatting up a storm. "I never could understand pony's obsession with princesses.", she grumbled, "We need a queen." Other races had queens and empresses..And kings and emperors. Princess seemed so juvenile. They belonged in foal's cartoons and coloring books. She always believed Celestia was a queen, while her younger sister was a princess. Princesses play, while Queens rule. "Oh neat." Apparently Discord's gift of a goose was actually a living toy goose as she watched the magical toy gobbled up some random bread crumbs from the floor. Thankfully, to the comport of Blueblood and Swift, it kept quiet as it did. "Don't worry dear, Lady Fluttershy is brave when needed...And so adorably shy for the other things..", she sighed before she leaned into the stallion for a proper hug.
  9. As Brass Hat took off via his odd, horseless carriage, Fire Walker could not help but repeat what he had just said, “Bambalachacha, Smoochy Woochy Poochy or Square Dancing Tickets?” Somehow her odd father was even odder in this world. She imagine monkey versions of both her dad and Colonel Pommel as they had to watch the mandatory R.E.A 'Hey Kids! Drugs Are bad, M'Kay'?' film-strip at the base. Every year in high-school she had to watch that, along with a SPECIAL MEETING from an old action star named 'Crack Stuntem' who wanted to warn the school of the dangers of the wacky weed or Smoochy Woochy. Which took place in the gymnasium. Once a year. "Well, as long as she doesn't want to refer to her as our 'Princi-pal. Like the real one who I believe still runs the high-school in Canterlot. Guy is like over a hundred years old. ", she grunted. She could only assume he croaked and Celestia took over after she retired from ruling the land. Was Twilight the princess here? "Discord? Help us?", she chuckled as she pictured the odd draconequus as he 'helped' them. Probably turning them ducks. Or geese. He had to be silly. She smiled as the inventor took in her surrounding areas,probably trying to figure out how things worked so she could take them home with her. "I have a feeling the lack of common magic.", she was not sure if there was any magic in this world. "Made the inhabits turn to gadgets to get their thing done.". Two legs were not better than four and the lack of wings. So much walking needed to be done. She lead the pair towards the door, "Considering my last adventures, I seriously doubt this one's gonna end by asking a version of Celestia. But we can at least ask.", she glanced down at the doors. Normally one would simply push a hoof against the wood and walla! Both doors were metal with glass in the middle. Thankfully doors worked the same way here and in moments, they were a long hallway. "First time I've been sent to the Principal's office for something good..", she whispered.
  10. "Don't worry. While I normally find you hilarious when you safely freak out. Like when your beak curls up and you star to flailing your front legs about, but not when you're actually gonna get hurt...We can't have that..", she whispered for no reason. "And oh....there she is...", Smolder and Gallus finished their quest! Huzzah! Next mission, RETURN TO BED-MOUNTAIN. When asked how long she was following the salty sea-pony, Smolder glanced down to pull up her long sleeve, so she may look at her watch. But what was this? She didn't own a watch and she was not wearing a shirt. She was naked. Wandering around in the school grounds with nothing but a frown on. "Um. Not a clue.", she shrugged, "Like Snuggles McCutebooty said, I was looking for snacks and I had to make sure our favorite blue bird of sappiness was safe..After the others decided it would be better for sleeps..So..." She glanced around the cavern, "Pirate Cover?", she replied back with a smirk, "Please. This is gonna be the secret spot we take boys to for some secret smooches and even smoke a few cigarettes while we wear our black jackets, cause we're bad girls.", she added with a wink until...The dreaded...non-dragon emotions started to fill the orange beastie. Was this going to be a special, secret place just for Silverstream? One she could just relax and get away from it all for just a bit? Did Gallus just ruin this for her? Was Smolder completely not-guilty of this? They never arrest creatures who were accomplice to a crime! Or do they?
  11. “Hot days, eh.”, she shrugged, “I’m thinking really nasty days in a really hot area like the San Palomino Desert, where you only have a teeny tiny bit of moisture to work with. You’d have to be really creative to get things done.", she smiled as he mentioned his finals day prank. "I guess that's a little more creative than the usual soap in the water fountains." She listened as the ice-casting unicorn went on a little bit of a rant. He had a slight obsession. He wanted to please the ol' sun-queen. She understood. She was an incredibly impressive pony and to gain her favor, would be a dream to most. Her brother Moon had a friend who was also a guard. He tried his very best not to stare, but could not help himself when he spotted the former ruler as she enjoyed a glass of orange juice. He watched in stunned silence as she slowly drank, and even more so, as a little bit missed her mouth and slowly rolled down her chin and neck. She finally noticed the extra butter. Normally this would be very bad for a pony, but he was a really skinny stallion and a few extra pounds would do some good. "Considering how many variations of her books they have out, I wouldn't be surprised.", Phooey! She was pregnant! She could have a little extra butter on her biscuit as well! "There's the usual international editions with the weird art, the anniversary editions. The limited edition Cantermart editions. The odd one where she's called, 'Daring Do Dazzle'. There's also the special convention versions with the special covers. I have the one edition of the 'Marked Thief of Marapore' where the cover animates when you tilt it.", she added with a ever-so-pleased look on her face. The pair had a question of their own. One Fire Walker was probably beyond under-qualified to answer. This never stopped her from trying. "I believe they're similar to those little sticky tab things they put on foal's horns, before they can properly control their magic. But bigger. They place these pads around the spell-caster and if a spell goes a certain distance and hits the er, pads, they simply absorb the magic so it doesn't hit anypony." She felt like an pony with arithmophobia trying to explain an complex equation to a pair of mathmagicians! Oh, she liked that little treehouse library. It was incredibly cozy, and she really wished she could have visited more before it was reduced to ashes. Still one thing bothered her. "Whatever happened to the previous librarian?" Maybe she could get her mother to write a mystery book. 'Mystery Of The Golden Oak Library" or maybe "The Closed Book: The Secret of The Long Lost Librarian?"
  12. “Oh.” Fire Walker was a little spoiled with the train. While it was far from fancy, it had a well heated cabin with comfortable cots and a full sized bathroom. And they provided everypony with warm clothing to wear along with the armor. But still even with that, the red mare was still cold! Cold weather was the best when you were admiring it from inside a warm home by a fireplace and drinking coco. Or snuggling with a loved one. Swift was a A plus snuggler. He might not admit it. “Oh, I’m sure your magic is at the peek of its core in the winter, but did they ever have you practice magic in a desert? During summer, during the midday when it’s the hottest?”, she cringed. And, yes, the usual effects of cold based magic would be less annoying when there was a bunch of it already laying about. Still, she would avoid getting annoying an well skilled Cryomancer. They just need to touch your skin and in moments, they could turn your blood into ice! Ouch! And also Bleh! As you would be dead. She smiled as the stallion mentioned his little book-runs. "My mother is a writer, so she attends these Writer and Publisher conventions they have...The Las Pegasus Writers Conference The old LPWC. And for me, and my siblings, it was the best day ever when she would return, as she would be pushing a big box into the house and it would be filled with upcoming books they would just hoof out during the convention. These weren't even first editions, but better, as they were early critic review copies..". she added, "I have a friend who used to own a bookstore and he had book signings every so often. Got to meet Miss Yearling and had our books signed. She was a little on the frumpy side, but she quickly warmed up." The good writer appeared to be somepony who probably rarely left her home, but still had such an amazing imagination and was able to come with all kinds of crazy plots. And there was his question to the ruler of all the land. Does she have a safe-place for her magic? Thankfully now, but the red mare had been part of a few 'whoopsie' spells over the last few years. Thankfully none were scaring or harmful, and all ended rather nicely. She, along with a few others had been hit by an foal-spell that turned almost all into kids. Fire got to experience being a foal without all the issues she had the first time around. And she also befriended the heroic farmer, Applejack. There was also the time she was accidentally turned into a Crystal Pony, which being rather odd, made the holiday night more interesting. Yes, there was Twilight's little pocket dimensions. The officer had been in a rather large one of the unicorn's little magical hidey-holes. Ulp! It was her turn to answer the magic question. Both of the other answers were perfect, but she could not just copy theirs. She needed to remember those goofy little comic strip stories they had in that foal's magazine they would have in the hospital. The one with 'Galton the Gold Medallion Stallion', who was perfect and good, and made sure to practice and use his magic properly and wisely. And then there was his counterpoint, Oczy Mlody the Wyrd Wizard who loved her magic over others and did not care what it would do to others. Usually in the 1st panel, Oczy would do some sort of mischief magic and the in the next panel, Galton would reverse the magic and show what the Chaos Magic unicorn should have done. So, what would Galton do? "Normally when an R.E.A. unicorn needs to practice on the fields, they set up these little pads around in a circle, like a fighter's ring. This makes sure no magic can get past the pads. 'Neither up or down, or all around' as they would say. You can't just wander out into an open field as magic as way of effecting anything anyway, from poisoning the plants or turning the local critters into weird hybrid half-fruit, half-animals." She was not sure who did that awhile back, but her bits were on the purple princess, as it was Ponyville.
  13. “A guidance counselor should only guide all the students or none at all.", the mare responded by shaking her head. "And nothing ever stays antiquated...Take the old 'Vodka Buck' or 'Mule'. It's just vodka, spicy ginger beer, and lime juice, garnished with a wedge of lime in a copper mug. It was really popular when our grandparents were hoofing it up at the pubs back in the days, and then it just fell out out of popularity. It became antiquated. That was until recently some bartender found it in an old cocktail book and Walla! It's back to being popular again." The mare bit her tounge when the unicorn mentioned Ice Storm. Happy thoughts. Happy thoughts. She was still blessed that Dunder remained a close friend even after the icy mare snagged her colt-friend. Just hearing the unicorn's name gave her heart-burn. Thankfully Blizzard Blitz moved into a far more interesting topic. "Wow, you too!?", she gasped, "About a year before the Kingdom returned, somepony found some U.M.R's, or 'Unusual Magical Residue' where the lost Kingdom would eventually pop up, so they built some train tracks and connected to what the time was the military only rail. Every few months, they would send a squad of officers and magical investigators to check out the spot. We also had to make sure the tracks were clear and ready to be used when the Crystal Empire did return, and sure enough, as we know it did. Wonder if I rode along with you?". She smiled as he made his joke. "Oh yeah, I know all about the 'MRE's. Those things are made to last forever. And we did try to trade them when we could, but Yaks? You must have a stomach of steel to eat their food." Not like the MRE's ' bean and rice burritos' or 'Chili-Macs' were even better. She turned to the good princess who had a question. "Erm. Sometimes you find a spot in your life that you feel really comfortable and you just stay there. Even if you are gifted, you worry that if you step out of your comfort zone, you might feel the stinging sting of failure. And instead of allowing that to be a lesson, you retreat back to that old spot. Never to try again.", the mare took a quick sip from her drink before adding, "And then there's the opposite, those who are constantly challenging themselves and pushing their limits. I guess it's like any gamble you face in life, which I can only guess it based off how well you know your own skills."
  14. Smolder kept close to the soggy griffon, but not too close. She knew he would be very uncomfortable if she was right on top of him while they were in the water. She had remembered their first visit in the underground, where they faced their fears. Compared to the others, her challenge was very tame. Silverstream had to face a version of the Storm Lord. Gallus' challenge was so severe, it slightly disturbed the dragon, and she normally didn't have any issues with tight spaces. Tight spaces that wanted to crush you. Ouch. There were the others, but having tea with fancy mares in fancy dress was kind of lame. It was more the idea of her being caught. Still, nowhere near as bad as spiders or being stuck as Queen Chrysalis. Smolder also rocked that blue dress. She kept an eye on her friend, making sure he did not have any panic attacks. Although she was not sure what she could down if this happened. Thankfully she did not have to do anything as they were soon out of the water and in a cave. "Eh.", she shrugged. "I lived in one during the majority of my life.", she made sure to ask Gallus, "Hey, when we're in the water and you have a freak out, is there anything I can do to not make you freak out..I had a few ideas, but those might freak you out even more...So.." She glanced about and checked for hoof-prints.
  15. “Blixem. Right.", the large military man was already in the process of filling out three 'Canterlot High School' Guest I.D badges. He quickly tore up the 'Blixen' card and wrote up one with the proper name. "Here you go girls.", he handed over the cards. "And Equestria and Hayburgers? Guess I don't understand your young lingo.", he chuckled, "As for demons, It's probably the usual. Some teen-aged hooligan gets his dirty mitts on some Bambalachacha, Smoochy Woochy Poochy or Square Dancing Tickets and soon everyone is seeing demons!", he chuckled a bit more. Fire groaned even more. His smile vanished as 'Blixem' described the aftermath of Dunder breaking up with his daughter. "Sorry to hear that. Normally I would have introduced a mother of all whooping's to the guy who broke my little girl's heart, but your brother is a good kid." The pair could hear Fire Walker let out a sigh. "Just show this cards to the Principal Celestia. She's in the office on the left when you enter. She should have all the information you need. If you have any questions that she can't answer, just call me on your phone.", he made his way over to Fire Walker and gave her a awkward public-dad-hug before heading off to a strange looking wagon with a top. There were no ponies in front of it? How did it work?". The odd wagon made a loud noise before taking off down the road. The red haired officer finally spoke, "Wow, poor Princess Celestia. She went from a powerful royal ruler to running a high-school...Wow.", she laughed, "Also, what's a phone?"
  16. Oh. Why bother if she was just going to jump into the lake? The young dragon let out a grunt. “Well, it would be because of the surprise. Maybe she didn’t want to get wet, but we made her...get...ugh.”, she decided to leave it at that. While she wasn’t a teacher’s pet, wasn’t it forbidden to go out swimming by one’s self? At night? And while Silverstream was an aquatic creature, it was a blanket rule they all had to follow. Smolder followed the Griffon down to the solid ground. Why in the world was he afraid to get wet? They had done more than a few actives that involved swimming. There was also that horrible time they got to paddle a canoe and Gallus kept elbowing the dragon’s head. Or maybe he had a reason? Did the seapony have one of those accursed pearls? Would he turn into something horrible if he went into the water? Smolder already knew what she would turn into, and that was a fate far worse than any death. And while her buddy had the cat's fear of water, for reasons, she was sure he did not need to go in, but he did. And she followed. SPLASH! She would both need to find her shape-shifting buddy and also make sure Gallus did not freak out and drown. She also did not want to become a rotten egg.
  17. Unless Pound and Pumpkin Cake kill her first. They were out for BLOOD. Also, I wanna see a 2,000 year old Smolder. I -believe- this new gen takes place 2000 years after FIM. I think...
  18. With the movie quickly coming upon us, what would you like to see in this new series? From what I've heard the movie will lead into the new TV series. 1. Cutie Marks? What are they all about? We all know why they have them for the toys. So they could just use the same mold over and over with the only difference is their color and butt-mark. But why does an icon appear on an pony in the show's universe? Most of the other living beings don't have this. And why is it there? I'd like the show to explain this.. 2. Flurry Heart...A villain...She's a gonna grow up weird. As a foal she had both an adult pair of wings, horn and a head. And she enjoyed stacking other babies on top of each other. Anyone else?
  19. “I guess it’s like any other ponies that are in the ‘family business’. Some families farm, some run businesses and some join the R.E.A.”, she shrugged, “Thankfully the Royal Guard is not just ponies marching around in armor, we cover a ton of different fields, from magical research, defending our borders to say my mother, who writes and updates officer guide-books.”. With the Royal Equestria Army opening its ranks to non-ponies, her poor mother had to form her own team of writers to add all the new creatures to the books. “An officer’s job is never finished. Even when our family lived in the big ol’ house in Canterlot, it was rather rare for us to actually get to enjoy a meal with everypony. We were always so busy and scattered about.”, her smile vanished as the unicorn mentioned his graduation. A very old tradition had to be broken that day. Why they didn’t just reschedule it, or do a special meeting with Celestia later on? Apparently the Princess was considerably shook up over the disappearance of her special student, which lead to her not being at that particular graduation. From the little Fire Walker knew about magic and magic school, a 'Special Student' was not necessarily the strongest spell-caster in the class, but was a unicorn with great potential that was being held back for some reason. Princess Twilight was probably Celestia's greatest student. The Princess of the Sun took a powerful, but socially awkward filly and turned her into the ruler of all of Equestria. Wow. And also 'wow' to that college career advisor. What a jerk. "That's not a sort of pony I'd want advising my kids.", she huffed, "While ponies probably rushed to snatch up the common jobs, there is always going to be a need for someponies with obscure skills. Those should be celebrated, not insulted." "Captain Walker, is there anything you can't do?" She said with a laugh, recentering herself on the stallion. The guard glanced over a the ruler of all with a a grin, "I can't whistle.", she made an an attempt and it was all just wind being blown. "I also can't get into any of those popular, but dry fantasy series. Like the ever popular, 'Magie Du Cheval' series. Everyime they introduce a new character, they got into like a hundred years of the character's family lineage... This is Puffy Hooves, son of Clamper, who is blabby blabby...I tried to read the first novel and I can't get through a page before it puts me to sleep." The red coated officer liked her coffee black. This Twilight knew. But what sort of coffee did Blizzard prefer? You could learn a good deal about a person on what they put in their Java. She sometimes liked to add a little Cinnamon to her coffee. Some ponies liked cream and sugar...Some...ugh...liked BUTTER in theirs and even worse, eggs.
  20. Fire Walker was amused at her new gift, “I’m going to keep this if you don’t mind.”, she pushed on the faux-goose and it made an pleasing, “WAAAGH!” sound. The adult mare could not be even more pleased than she was at the moment. She named her new friend, ‘Goose-tave’. qThe red mare enjoyed her brief moments of affection from both her good friend Dunnie, and her hubby to be. She gave Goose-tave another push, an he responded with another “WAAAGH!”. The mare’s mile faded as Swift got into his dramatics and when got further into the drama with the griffon-boy she sighed, “But my Grace asked me if he was suitable to be an officer, and I asked the boy the standard questions. That signature would never stand alone, even if he were properly sober as he is underage and would require a signature from a parent or guardian.”, Fire pointed out. The mare was the very least pony on this planet to lecture any creature about drinking. The pony gods would rightfully strike her down if she even thought about even having the desire to pull out a chair, turn it around and sit on it backwards while feeling the desire to ‘rap with this youngster’. She was a terrible role-model for such a thing. Still, she did feel bad for the cute griffon who appeared to be very stressed out over this situation. “Good, if you ever desire to join the R.E.A. at the time you see fit, please visit your local recruiter.”, Fire sounded like a proper officer. “And if you wish, tomorrow morning, I will send a letter to the head recruiter and made sure your invalidated paper is rejected. And for now, why don’t you go hang around with your cute little dragon friend over there. She looks a little lonely.” And she was really going to town with those fries. Good gravy. “Huh. Thanks.”. the young dragon liked fries, but preferred the potato variety over the more pony friendly and rather dry ‘hay’ version. But free fries beat no fries. She started to nimble on the horsey-treat while others chattered on, and some crazy pony played with her toy goose. And poor Gallus. He sounded rather scared and she needed to help her cute lil’ pal. She made her way at her friend’s side. “Good idea, your majesty. Let’s go..”, she whispered to Gallus with a wink. “We can swipe some cake on the way out.”
  21. Something Dunnie said made Fire Walker's eyes grow a little larger. "Oooh! That reminds me of something!", the not-pony rubbed two of her fingers together and made what sounded like a snap. "Hmm. Weird.". This new ability caused a little pause for the former mare. "Spike....Er...Princess Twilight's little dragon-boy...I remember him mentioning that he had been turned into a dog..I assumed he just got caught in one of the Purple One's magically 'whoopsies', which I've been a target of more than once.", She had been turned into a little filly a few years ago and spent a Hearth's Warming Eve as a crystal pony thanks to the Ruler Of All Equestria's occasional magical accidents. "Maybe he and others visited this world? He could have turned into a dog. I can assume other races would turn into mundane versions of themselves here..And my wings?", she placed a hand on her back. It was all back! No wings! "No wings or horns, but just these dumb things.", she slapped her chest with her free hand. "I don't get the idea of these..Why are they so big?", she noticed a few people give her an odd look as she interacted with her bosom. "And those other monkey creatures give me an 'eye' when I touch them.", Fire Walker whispered. "So freaking weird." She poked herself a few times before a very loud Could be heard. Before their eyes, stood the largest of the strange creatures they had seen so far. It was an rather fit older male with dark skin, and dark hair with grey sprinkles that was cut in a military 'high and cut' style. This fellow was dressed in military clothing. Both Fire and Dunnie knew, this was the former Pegasus' father, Brass Hat. "Daddy?", Fire could only squeak out. Brass Hat could not help but be confused, "What are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be in.....Oh!", he noticed the two others that were with his 'daughter'. He glanced down at Dunnie, "You must be Miss Blixen. Dunder had mentioned he had a little sister. Shame the thing with your big brother didn't work out with my little Fireball. Guy could swing a good sword and an even better spatula.", he shook his head in sorrow, "Now my sweet angel is dating some fancy boy from the big city! Oh woe." Bevel was the last one he noticed, "And you...Miss Bevel..I though....", like his daughter before, an idea popped up in his rather large head. "I get it! You three are to here to investigate the school! The weird goings-on and what people are saying Demons! Ha! Guess Ol' Pommel found something you would be perfect for!" Fire Walker could only grown and wish she could die of embarrassment.
  22. Ice magic could be rather scary. An adult pony’s body was made up of seventy percent water. An unicorn that specialized in ice magic, or as one would call an ‘Cryomancer’ could truly mess a fella up. Just apply all that magic to a pony's bare flesh and Walla! You got yourself a horrible way to die. Actually, most ways of dying tend to be horrible. Hopefully she'd kick the bucket while sleeping. Sleeping when she was very old. She bit her tongue with the stallion mentioned Ice Storm. Fire Walker tried her very best, but she never managed to make peace with the mare. Not like they were in an never-ending feud, but the unicorn stole her colt-friend away from her! Her beloved Dunder! And this was not because the ice-wizard was able to charm him away with her icy-good-looks, but it was some sort of scheme she had and it utterly failed, leaving the officer with a broken heart. "Yes, I am.", the mare responded with a tiny bit of pride. "My family has been serving the princesses since the day after they vanquished the former King Discord." Wow. What an utterly crazy world she lived in. King Discord. Discord the Cruel. Discord the Mad. The Spirit Of Chaos whose cruelty was only limited to his imagination. During this month, she had attended at least two weddings where he was a guest. During both of those weddings, she was happy to fetch him a class of punch. This was probably Fluttershy's fault. She was the beauty that tamed the beast. "Thank you good sir.", the mare replied without an single ounce of sarcasm. "I'm just a humble little ol' trainer who sometimes goes on crazy little adventures with ponies as crazy as I. And sometimes I have tea with royalty." Her smile vanished as he spoke of his parents. More so when he mentioned his father. "Oh yes, Sargent Storm Runner. My father had mentioned him before. Said how broken he was when you were presumed lost. Something my dad told me that he was under the impression that your father did not believe you had died, but had to have survived. Said if any pony could have conquered the frozen north, it would have been you, and he was right." She said with a wink. Her eyes fell upon the current ruler of the land the pegasus was currently standing in. "History of the Royal Equestrian Coffee. Hmmm.", she grinned, "Shortly after Princess Celestia and Princess Luna gave Discord a good whooping, they started work on the super important parts of restoring a kingdom. Addressing borders, cleaning up crazy pockets of wild magic and trying their best to restore connections to old allies. While they were unable to create trading alliances with the dragons and griffons and other 'High' races as they were called, we did manage to keep them from murdering us in our sleep. Which was good. While the good alicorns were doing the important stuff, they gave lesser, but still very important duties to ponies who had served them during their war against Discord. My great-great-great and a buncha greats-more Grandfather helped to build the first base near the castle that is now in the Everfree." Which was now a clubhouse for some teens. How did that happen? "There was one very important thing all good officers required and that was coffee. The Princess requested the help of their Head, Royal Chef to find the best coffee bean they could use, but he actually passed away shortly after the Discord-War was over. His letter was received by his daughter, the small, but brave Crema Cortado! This brave little donkey went on this epic adventure, which I really don't need to go into great detail, as they made a few movies, musicals, book-series, action-figure collection, ice show, comic books, and there's a ride over at Whinny World based off the movie..Or the comic book..I forget.. er..it was all based off her adventures. She gains new friends, defeats and befriends a cranky Ophiotaurus named Kerberos and even saves the princess Callidora. And together they discover a coffee bean so potent that we would later mass produce and use for our special suppository-strength R.E.A coffee ever since then." "Oh, I forgot.", she blushed, "There was an junior-officer a few years ago who tried to change our beloved coffee to..er..", she shuddered, "Instant coffee, but we chased him up a flagpole and made him bring our old coffee back. The end.", she added with a grin. Yep. She was only a few weeks pregnant, but she was already going a little bit mad.
  23. Fire Walker playfully stick out her tounge with a ‘bleh’. Near the lowest level of Tartarus was a place reserved for the inventor of ‘instant coffee’. Under that poor soul would be the guy who came up with the powdered roasted-grain coffee substitute called Puttsum. Years ago, one of the Junior Officers at base decided he would switch the coffee for that nasty stuff. Thankfully, for his sake, he was a fast runner. Still, coffee needed a coffee-maker. It needed to slowly shift through a filter and become one with hot water. Or however coffee machines work. It was all magic. The officer smiled at her old friend. "Yeah, makes me feel like I've been taking too long to set up my own wedding....", she sighed. Both she and Swift had been so busy as of lately. The pegasus pony was soon shaken free of her thoughts when Blueblood called her over. "Yes, your royal highness.", she quickly made her way over to the stallion, while she made sure not to step on the odd little dragon-girl. He wanted her (and Dunnie) to judge an young griffon. Was he suitable to become an officer? There were no griffons in the R.E.A that she knew about. There were some who worked in support, like her good friend Zelda who was one of the blacksmiths. Considering Equestria was becoming a country of more than just ponies, it would be wise to let non-ponies in the guard. How was this bird? The first thing she noticed was his bright blue color. Zelda had mentioned encountering such a young bird during her adventures in waiting in line for cider. She said he was a cute and very scruffy blue griffon. A little too young for her taste, but she mentioned he would be an utter Gever of a Griffon in a few years. Fire did not ask her what a 'gever' was. Was this the same griffon? She gave the student a good checking out. "I don't see why he would not make a good officer.", she glanced at the young creature. "He just needs honesty, courage, self-control, decency, and conviction of purpose.", she knew this worked better when she was in uniform and not a pretty white dress. "Do you have those, son?", she glanced down at him with a look of utter seriousness. As Smolder realized mixing red wine with vodka, a strange pony got just a little too close with her wings. "Wagh!", she growled, "I am a mighty dragon and I do not get si....oooh that's nice..Keep doing that. Whatever you're doing.", she liked having nice and soft wings on her. It was like being hugged by a pillow. Or cloud. Or a pillow cloud. She could have stayed there all night, but one thing caught her ears. "Gallus? An officer of the Royal Equestrian Army?", she started to chuckle. Then she thought about it a little harder. Fluttershy's no-talent brother was in the guard, so they might have really low standards. Speaking of both no-talent and low standards, he glared at Baron Comrade-Pants. She was not hungover. Not yet. Hopefully Discord would zap him.
  24. Oh, and the first animation of sorts with the new characters.
  25. Fire Walker glanced back at the odd Draconequus and smiled. It was so strange seeing the powerful and former Mad King Of Equestria so relaxed and reserved. She could only blame Lady Fluttershy for such a thing. Her kindness and beauty could turn the sour into sweet and war into peace. "I would not miss this for the world, Your Highness.", the Royal Captain said with a proper bow. So many weddings, but not a single bachelorette party. She wanted to see Princess Twilight dance like she did a few years ago. While rushing to get over to her brother's Canterlot office, the red Pegasus pony took a shortcut through one of the gardens, and noticed the purple pony was dancing rather drunkenly while wearing what appeared to be an potato sack with a pink ribbon tied around it. She wanted to see -that- dance. Although she wondered if Alicorns could get drunk. These images quickly fled once she received a kiss from her favorite stallion. There was a sphinx? How in the world did she miss such a large creature? She always felt sorry for the sphinx in a story she had read. Was it a Daring Do book? She felt sorry for the beautiful creature. She probably was lonely and wanted a friend. And there was Dunder, or Dunnie. She could never get used to that. The red mare waved to her old friend. She really hoped Muggo' would be here, but she had a feeling he would not be able to attend. Their previous adventure with the good Prince, while it happened years ago, she still remembered every bit of it. There was that talk of O&O. She tried to read the 'Players Handbook' during her high school day, but she got as far as the 'Haldo!' old timey greeting on the 1st page. That was far too nerdy for her. One thing shocked her. "I did write...A few...", did she use an old address? "Well, to make things quick. Was hired by Princess Twilight to form her new guard. Then all the crazy stuff happened. Fought the Changeling Queen, an Centaur and what I believe was a preteen filly, and also I have a kid on the way.", she whispered, "Also faced an evil pig with Lady Applejack. This little piggy wanted to take over the world and turn everyone else into piggies. We managed to make her go 'wee wee wee all the way home'.", she added with a wink, "We'll have to find time to talk after this. We have a good deal to catch up with." Smolder's right eye cranked up a little higher as Wordsworth Psmith said the word 'comrade' for a hundred or so times. Was he paid a bit every time he said that word? She had no idea what he was talking about. She glanced over at her bestest bluest birdy buddy who did a better job at talking than she could at the moment. This was his gift. The gift of the gab. The jib of the jab. The bad and the rad. The toad and the tad. The scantily clad and newspaper ad. "I'm just watching him and using the 'buddy system'.", she managed to grunt and walk at the same time. One thing struck her as odd. Was Prince Blueblood talking to her? A real prince! She would let the griffon respond to him. Gift of the gab and all.
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