tacobob

March 27, 2020

If you wish, you can do something with Fast Track

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He's the colt who lead our guys into the dreaded horror comic in that one RP.

March 26, 2020

Poor Bratty and Boopsy, were confined to their rolls as the comedy relief and the 'girl'. While neither rolls were prone to having smarts or talent, there was one these sorts of characters usually had, and that was dumb luck. Normally this would be useful, but for the most part these little events were ill timed and did more harm than good. Thankfully this was not always the case.

"Oh no.", Boopsy let out an yelp as she saw the monster-Luna come closer. So scared she was, the poor little kitty bonked her head on a panel and tumbled over. Her forehead managed to find just the right button to touch as something was starting to happen! With a rumbling noise, the large, wooden doors quickly opened up, knocking both of them aside. The blinded and now very clumsy monster-Luna who had been rushing towards all the noise the three made, quickly made its way into the room, but instead of any sort of loud crashing noise, something interesting happened.

"Hokey smokes!", Bratty was pretty sure he said his catch-phrase. Or was it Dy-No-Mite!? Shazbot? Whatever it was, the dragon turned pony poked his head into the room. He was followed by Boopsy, who slowly rubbed her head. "Ouch. Did someone get the number of that...oh.", she gasped. They were now staring at some sort of private study. Large bookshelves filled the room, along with a long wooden dusk. There was even a large mounted and preserved dragon head that hung over a old brick fireplace. This caused Bratty to grumble something in an language the others probably did not know (It was dragon.) Even the mounted dragon was not as impressive as what laid on the center of the farthest wall. It was the 'Luna' but now she was all stain glass.

"Shaz-Bot..", the little pony muttered to himself as he quickly scrambled into the room. With the danger out of the way, it was his turn to do some things that he shouldn't. Such as pressing buttons, reading foreign, spooky languages out-loud from ancient tomes, 'accidentally' knocking over sacred caribou relics and behaving like an general nuisance. "Ooooh!",he uttered as he scrambled towards an cabinet that held more than a few interesting items. Interesting items such as: A ancient golden cup. A preserved money's paw. A small, golden ring with writing on the inside. An old, bloody red stone. And finally a collection of large, crystalline spheres marked with a five-pointed stars, each one had a different number, from one to seven. "Woob, woob, woob!", the tiny pain in the flank shouted as he got closer to the very dangerous looking cabinet. Would he get his dirty little hooves on something EVIL? Would he unleash ancient and forbidden magics?

March 25, 2020

Fire Walker's eyes curled up in a true happiness as her snout sniffed the wonderful salty air. She almost wanted to break out into song. 'Somewhere beyond the sea..Somewhere waiting for me..My lover stands on golden sands..And watches the air-ships that go fly'n.' Thankfully she did not. She had what she considered a -decent- voice, but this was a SERIOUS mission. No singing. No prancing or frolicking about on the wonderful, magical sand. No stylish bathing suits. And definitely no Martinis with salt on the rim! This was business. She had other days she could return to these wonderful, wonderful islands. And then she would have her sweet Swifty at her side. She wondered if Martini Paradise returned to her homeland. She hoped to see the magical masterful mare of mixed Mojitos and Manehattans!

And it was another 'critter' mission as her partner would say. What's with all the critter missions? Fire Walker would also say. Whatever it was, it had to be very important, having all these Twilight Guards...Especially a Captain and an actual hero along with the ride. And they also got to test out a mini air-ship. She knew her husband to be would want one of these. He already had a big and fancy one, but a small and sleek one? She could picture him zooming around in one of these.

She never heard of 'Fire Stone' until they took off for the mission. It almost sounded like an romantic getaway. Secluded forests. Probably have a lovely cabin or two there for couples. But then there was the volcano. Something she did not lava. at all. After a quick and safe landing, the red Pegasus pony followed the others out of the air-ship.

"It's a bit too late to be wandering out into the darkness.", the mare kept her voice down low as not to disturb the creatures that choose to sleep at this time. "We should all get some proper sleep so we'll be well rested before we need to find the lay of the land." with a nod, she asked the others to help set up their temporary camp and set up two look-outs who could switch after four hours. She volunteered to go first.

March 22, 2020

Thankfully the monster was nowhere near as clever the good Princess. While she had the ability to speak, she was more beast than pony. Her mane did not flow, but instead her head was topped with a bushy nest of blue hair. Her wings also did not appear to work very well. One would assume her abilities were toned down for lesser skilled players. The monster just about threw herself into the curtains as the clever and swift 'Golly' set up his trap.

Once stuck in her trap, the fake Luna gave an rather un-royal roar. This gave the heroic Pegasus time to catch up with his slower companions.

"Golly, that sure was some fast thinking!", his 'brother' responded as they arrived at the foyer. Two sets of double-doors and one single door. These were probably the elevator doors the others had spoken about. Why an ancient old mansion would have such a thing probably was best left unconsidered. They had walked by these doors before when they had first entered the building.

"We better get a moving! That s-s-s-scary monster has us on her dinner menu!", Boopsy Belle quickly made her way towards one of the doors. "Oh No!", she gasped, "There's no buttons to push! How do we get inside?"

Bratty tried his best to find something to push on the other door. No luck. The single door just didn't work. It was just an fake door over a wall. The other noted the torches actually had real fire in then, not like the real ride did.

A second roar could be heard. She was getting closer. What would they do? 'Golly' could see via the corner of his eye. Down the hallway, this 'Luna' was still stuck in her curtain prison but was getting closer..

What would they do?

March 10, 2020

Hmmm. Maybe Smolder can go along as 'help'. She did something she shouldn't have and as a 'reward' she is stuck foal-sitting the younger students to help the professors.

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Ugh.

March 9, 2020

“Hey!”, Bratty yelped, “Put me down! Put me down! There’s something out there that needs a whooping....And”, The little dragon got a good look at what was coming after them. Since she was a dragon, she did not know who ‘Nightmare Moon’ was and that crazy looking mare looked more like Princess Luna. She would probably realize that this was probably an more recent addition to the ‘book’ by somepony who did not appreciate the youngest of the Alicorn sisters. "Maybe I''ll stay put for a moment."

This Alicorn sister was now standing over Golly. She appeared to be twice as large as the real Luna and far scarier.

She hissed as drool fell from her fangs.

Just as the large creature was about to chow down on some fresh and tasty ‘Golly’, two sets of hands reached over and pulled the Pegasus pony away just in the nick of time!

“Come on Golly!”, for the first time, the feline was actually really scared and not pretending. “We need to find some space between us and that monster...Could have sworn I saw a pair of strong double doors nearby. Those could be the elevator.” The cat might have lost a few points, but she wasn't going to see her pal get munched on by some maniac mare!

WHAT WOULD GOLLY DO?

Would He run with his friends or confront the evil Luna?

March 7, 2020

15 hours ago, RainbowFoxxy said:

@tacobob I'll add you to the list...eh

@Alivda Sure... though if the character is not pony I'm not sure. I can do furry art.

@Dubstep I'll add Limelight to the list

@PyroBlaze Added Blank Canvas!

@SirAizen Happy to add Candy Cane!

Yay! :3

And you're free to draw her more like the canon cats. (Ala the movie) if you wish. :3

March 5, 2020

Ah Ha! Once again, the dragon proved she could be a good student and that she was actually listening to the conversation at hand. She was a good student!

She smiled as her question was judged as an 'interesting issue' and not an 'dumb question' or 'What does this 'ave ta do with cooking? Wer learnin' how ta may-uk apple tarts!'.

Smolder nodded her head as the teacher spoke. "Not sure I could pull that off...Not knowing pony magic, I can breathe fire, but it's mostly the roasty, toasty sort...Not the friendship kind...", she shrugged.

She glanced over at her fuzzy little kitty-birdy friend, "Nah, I don't believe we would have imprisoned her in stone if she was just a dumb kid.", the dragon added, "Horrible little demon that was good at manipulating others..", Which Cozy Glow was rather good at doing. Being turned into stone seemed to be the number one way of getting rid of evil doers in Equestria. Discord got it twice, and that dumb storm king guy was stoned and then shattered into a zillion pieces. Probably not going to try to undo that spell.

She shuddered as the griffon mentioned Yona's special moves, that probably would break Gallus' itty bitty little birdy bones.

March 5, 2020

Eh. If you wanna you can do my Abyssinia cat. Make her look more like the movie version..eh.

February 28, 2020

Besides the moon, neither the comic or show gave us much to do once leaving the planet Equestria...Also, it's weird, they never even gave us the name of the planet MLP took place on either.

February 7, 2020

After a quick trip to the bathroom that felt like it lasted about three or four months, Fire Walker returned to the hall. “Crap...”, she shook off a piece of errant bathroom tissue from her back right hoof, before she made her grand re-entrance. The red mare caught some of what the farmer said and smiled. For a scrappy little tom-boy, Apple Bloom never failed to look amazing when she tossed on a dress. And there was the other day...She was so sure she saw what appeared to be an older version of Applejack’s sister running around and making all kinds of noise with the usual friends she normally ran around with, but they were older as well. Was it a fever dream? Or maybe more of Twilight’s errant magic. The magic that turned her into a Crystal Pony a few Hearth’s Warming Eves ago.And also a little filly what seemed like a lifetime ago.

“Eh.”, she shrugged her shoulders, “You know me...I love my crazy parties...With all dancing and music and the usual hootananny’ing. And then there’s just the relaxing one...When you have to be up the next morning to train a bunch of blue-heads and can't lead these training jobs with horrible memories of what you did the previous night still floating around in your head combined with a wicked hangover. Never a fun combination." What was going on with the suitcases? Where did he even get those, and he was now walking up on the stage. Um. Just as she was about to open her mouth, the unicorn had read her mind and knew what to do. She could only look further confused. Oh, dear. He was going to sing.

And it appeared Princess Cadence was slightly annoyed by her hubby-to-be's antics and yet, she was still utterly gorgeous even in full glower mode. She did not get those little wrinkles in her face like most ponies would get. She needed to find out to become an Alicorn. She could beat up a witch or finish a spell. Well, maybe not a spell. She could finish a potion as she took a potions class in high school. Mostly to be near her then colt-friend and to make sure that accursed pony-stealing Floozy Strumpet couldn't get her hooves all over him. Oh how she hated that scheming bitc......

Oh yes, Rainbow was right. He had his passion. She just wished he knew when to display it. Oh, how the other officers were going to use this for both their future enjoyment and possible blackmail materiel. And now the 'cool kids' were going to find some better beverages. And also...A ring? Oh, dear. There was going to be another wedding very soon. This caused the officer to grin from ear to ear.

January 3, 2020

“Oh heya Spike.”, the dragon cracked an eye open to see her favorite lil’ dragon buddy standing nearby. For some reason, he looked really nervous. Like Yona right before a major test nervous. With the exception of the ground not shaking. And Spike was not shouting ‘Spike is the best at being nervous!’ She slowly got up from her spot. It was a good thing it was Spike that woke her up, as like ‘spitting in the wind’ and ‘Smacking Princess Celestia’s cutie mark’, ‘waking up a dragon’ was one of the more foolish things a mortal could do.

One of the many things she had learned while in school was not to be afraid to show affection, especially to special little guys like the purple dragon. “Eh, I gave them to Silver. I think she’s gonna do something with them.” The Hippogriff also had borrowed a wagon, and the dragon had no desire to drag a bag around town. She had stuff to do! Research on the farm! And later on, she needed to study for the big test on procrastination. She would get to it. Eventually. She gave the adorable little blushing dragon a hug.

"What's making you so....oh.."

"Well, how do ya do there, Spike? Come on up, it's yer turn!"

"Looks like it's your turn.", before letting him go, Smolder made sure the small dragon's head fins were straight.

December 31, 2019

Fire Walker could not help but stare at the rather yummy looking pastries. There was a very good chance they had mangos in them, and she was deathly allergic to the tropical fruit. Still, she could briefly admire them from where she stood. It was her curse. She really loved the tropics. There were the Gallopocus Islands and Suntrot Bay. Her favorite places to go, but everything had mango in it! From the drinks to the pastries all the way to the muffins! The horror! Just one tiny taste of that dreaded fruit would make her swell up like one of Pinkie's red party balloons.

She could not but smile as Flux spoke. The officer would have to see if she had any plans for the night. She could tag along with her and swift to Fillydelphia and spend the perfect Hearth's Warming at Muggo's. She knew the holiday was still very new to her kind and who knew a better way to spend the day than with friends and family at Equestria's best family run tavern? The guard also always wanted to see a drunk Changeling. She would also need to ask her favorite drama-king....? Who that blue mare was. Old marefriend? Fellow magic student?

Fire could not help but snort at his 'something that I've meant to give you for a long time now' comment, but the actual gift box caused her nearly to choke on her drink. He better not have gone through her secret shelf! Bad pony!

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With her mind fully in the gutter, the officer found her 'Iggy' and hoofed over her gift. Her gift was nice and heavy and a book. 'Necromancy' was an school of magic that usually got a bad rap. It wasn't all raising undead ponies that were made to shout 'boogedy-boogedy' at unsuspecting fillies, it was also healing magic. "Thank you Miss Ignine.". She had this book, but it was a much older edition. Princess Luna was oddly only mentioned briefly. And it was only 500 facts in that book! This was perfect timing as she was just about finished with her current book. Spending time in Swift's impressive library had turned her into a bit of an history nerd over the last few years.

"Now for your gift..",

Under the cheerful wrapping paper was an package of incredible blackness. Blacker than black. Darker than Vantablack, it was the very black package of coffee, made by the friendly folk at the Grindecologist Coffee company. It was the 'Dreaded Motaba Blend'. The strongest coffee in all of Equestria. "I really hope you like coffee.", the mare added with a grin. "This stuff will wake the dead!"

December 29, 2019

Wind Walker patiently listened to the older mare as she spoke of the sport she was soon to be part of. No wings. No magic. And no picking up the ball. This was something hooves were not really good at doing. Lifting. A unicorn used magic. A Pegasus used their wings. And an Earth Pony had to be creative. As they started, her friend was already kicking the ball. "Good kick!", the filly made sure to mouth those words so she could 'hear' her words. Echo was able to give the ball a good, strong kicking that surprised the Pegasus filly.

The ball went right to her front right leg. She would need to relax and let the ball come to her. She could not kick it back too hard as the strength of Echo's kick, combined with her own would probably send it into some bramble bushes. Or something that would get all sticky on her and the ball.

Let's see. She was relaxed, she had her eyes on the ball. Her left, front hoof moved besides the ball, and with a quick, but not too powerful kick with her right, front hoof, which found a spot in the middle of her kicking hoof. This sent the ball back at her partner. And while it did find a little bit of air, it did land just in time for it to arrive near the filly. Would she be able to get the ball? Probably.

December 25, 2019

“Oh yes.”, the red mare smiled back. “I’ve already done a few of these gift exchange parties during the last few days...Always a hoot.”, she quickly made her way over to the drink ‘bar’. “Is there anything you would like?”, she briefly considered the first thing on the ‘bar’. Good ol’ fashioned eggnog. The rather colorful and very dashing griffon was already enjoying a cup of the milky stuff. The ‘Crimson Hearths Warming Eve’ punch looked pretty tasty. Per the recipe card, it had raspberry sherbet, ginger ale, and apple, cranberry and cherry juice. Hmm. And there was also a large bottle of ‘Surley Trample’. Usually available at all family parties.

Once she secured the drinks, only the way a pony could, she returned to the bat-pony's side and hoofed over her drink. "Yep. The Twilight Guard, which might not exist anymore...Considering all the crazy stuff that has happened over the last few weeks." Maybe she would get lucky and a new princess were to be found in the south. Then the guard would have to move to some awesome island and stand guard while wearing a royal bikini. Dreams could come true. "Even without the guard, I'm still part of the R.E.A. Just like my family."

She nodded her head as the mare spoke of her job. "Maps are always important and always need to be updated...Just like training manuals.", she took a sip from her glass. "My mother Write Stuff writes and updates some of the R.E.A training manuals. We're all R.E.A, but we do more than just march around the street and say...Oh..."

Her beloved was here. Did she mention she would be attending this little event? She could only assume her Swift stopped at the house, only to be told that she would be here. Hmm. He seemed to be slightly miffed at the blue mare. Wow. She almost forgot about the set of lungs he had. Guy sure could yell in 'fancy'. There was a good deal of drama she must have missed while she did her rounds. She had attended at least three different 'Hearth's Warming Eve Pageants'. Thankfully she saved the best, in Canterlot, for last. There was a few different family parties. Work parties, and soon the on at Muggo's. She also spent a good deal of time buying gifts for everyone. She could only wonder what had gone on with her hubby-to-be, 'Blue' and Blueblood'. Thankfully she avoided only the tail-end.

"Nah, that's not till later.....You want anything to drink.", she pointed to the 'bar'. "Oh, this sweet young lady is Miss Rose. she makes the maps."

The good Princess managed not to get involved in the drama. Good. And it was gift time! Ho-Boy! Once her glass was empty, the mare returned her glass and quickly scooped up her gift and went to find an 'Iggy'. Hmmm. Not familiar with that name.

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With her trusty gift back on her back, the officer scampered over to the gift-giving area, which was marked with an sign. "Looking for an Iggy". Her gift was probably not an previous year's 'White Elephant'. Which was an 'Yodeling Pickle' Swift ended up with that one. Or did Dunder get that? Since he was a chef, that would actually make sense for him.

Once she found her Iggy, she plopped the festive looking gift box onto his table. "Behold, my gift. I am Captain Fire Walker". She really had no idea what this gift was. Her mother purchased it during her last shopping trip to Canterlot. Hopefully it wasn't underwear.

December 21, 2019

“Erm.”, Fire Walker nearly lost control of her own wings after the rather loud sneeze came out of nowhere. Well, it wasn’t nowhere, but the blue mare. Pixie? Mixie? She also had wings? Were these just being hoofed out nowadays? Equestria went a few thousand years without having a new Alicorn, at least one known to the general public, but now they were practically falling out of the sky. First it was Princess Cadance who beat up a witch to earn her wings. Then it was Princess Twilight who mastered a rather ancient spell that was never finished till then. At least that was what she had heard. Second-Hoof. Princess Cadance later had a foal, who was born an Alicorn. And now there was another new Alicorn? What in the world did she do to gain her wings? And why was she hiding them? This was all none of her business. She just hoped the sassy mare kept on the pathway of goodness and did not try taking over any more villages.

As she had entered the school, the officer had heard a familiar name called. Martini? Was Martini Paradise here? She was one heck of an gifted bartender, although she wouldn't get to make her signature drinks here. Could the islander even stand the cold weather? After glancing around the room, she did not see the skilled mare. Maybe she had just misheard someone. Seeing that she had caught the changeling's attention, Fire waved back at Flux. She was the first Changeling she had met where it wasn't necessary to try to subdue the shape-shifter with her disarming blades. Fire would have to catch up with her and see how she was doing.

Before this could happen, a...oh dear.....Her husband to be would be most disappointed with her. She wanted to say 'Bat-Pony'. It was more fun to say than...er.....Aerion..That was it. One of her trainers was an Aerion and she didn't seem to mind being called a Bat. Captain Ember Skies retired far too young and ended up with an rather large family. None were in the R.E.A so far. She was rather cheerful for an bat. This was good.

"Hello and Happy Hearth's Warning Eve'", the red mare gave the cute mare an friendly smile. "I'm Captain Fire Walker....R.E.A...And Twilight Guard." Was that even a thing? Within a few years her boss went from student to librarian to village princess to ruler of all of Equestria. She'll probably be ruling the whole world soon. Planet Sparkle! There was something slightly familiar about the mare. Was she one of Ember Skies' kids? Would this be the second mystery of the evening?

"Happy to meet you Miss Rose." She really wanted to ask who her mother was, but there would be a time and place for that. "Interesting sort of party we have here..." A party in Ponyville without the Pink one? Was this possible?

December 20, 2019

It was time for another Hearth’s Warming Eve, and as the years before, the Pegasus pony known as Fire Walker had a ton to do!

Most involved getting gifts! Getting gifts for her family. Gifts for her hubby-to-be and his family. Gifts for her friends. Gifts for her co-workers. Gifts for her neighbors. A few gift donations to the local ‘Favors For Foals’ charity. She also had to purchase an gift for Princess Twilight’s Festive Hootenanny! And since this was in an actual school, this was going to be one of those rare dry parities for her. The eggnog would be milk, cream, sugar, whipped egg whites, egg yolks, and nutmeg. No rum. No bourbon. And no Cognac. This was a safe party. Thankfully she had a trip to Fillydelphia for a holiday visit to her old friend Muggo' at his family tavern coming up later this week.

So she would have to trudge through this little party for the time being. "Hmm.", she muttered to herself as she entered the rather impressive school. She really didn't know any of these creatures. Many of different species. There was a small dragon, that might be a little friend of Spike's. An Kirin, Changeling, a rather skinny Hippogryph...And that blue mare that took over Ponyville not that long ago. What was her name? Tipsy? There was sweet little Flux. The first changeling the royal guard wasn't sent to beat over the head with something unpleasant. Prince Blueblood was in his female form. This was still something she had yet to get used to. The Pegasus pony kept an rather generic looking gift wrapped with a big red bow. What was it? Who was it for? Soon all would be revealed.

And there was Princess Twilight, a mare that was always in the center of attention. Wow. Things had sure changed over the last few years. Seeing that she had her hooves full, the mare nodded politely at her occasional boss and found a spot to put her gift. As she did so, Fire admired the well decorated hall. Now who was she going to talk to?

December 4, 2019

The feline cracked open her right eye to see what this ‘gargoyle’ was before she quickly switched back into character. Weird. That didn’t look like the gargoyle she saw at her circus. That statue was a creep, squat little goblin like creature with wings. The real one was a slender, shapely beauty that performed an rather impressive routine known simply as ‘sky ballet.’ As she stayed in ‘faint’ mode, she pondered why it was so rare to see them in Equestria. Maybe the squat gargoyle carvers scared them away?

The dragon shrugged her shoulders. Didn’t they just have a big meal? And would the pretend food from this pretend world actually fill them up? Magic was weird. She wasn’t really a pro when it came to magic. She could barely understand it. She was not really in a old mansion. She wasn’t even wearing these clothes. But she could feel the floor through her shoes and felt the clothing on her scales. If they decided to search through the fridge of this house that probably hadn’t had any living residents in decades and found food, would it be good? Probably not? Unlike jewels which could last forever, pony food had a rather short shelf-life. Still, she would have to avoid gobbling any imaginary gems as that was something her pony character would not do. And if you go against character, you loose points.

What sounded like a stone being kicked awoke the little dragon from her daze. “Ah sure big brudda.” A rather devious idea popped up in the little creature’s little brain. “I’m sure your yecky girl-friend” She was playing a young colt. Young colts usually hate girls. Especially those who wasted time with their dumb hippy pony nonsense and could probably spend more time with their loving daughter who is getting a little tired of being left to fend for herself. Whoops.

“Should be awake to see this....And since you’re always calling her yer princess, why doncha wake her up like one?” There was something behind the dragon that could be considered funky. Was it an phantom? A funky phantom? Would she see it in time? Who could it be? In moments it got closer to the three......The creature appeared closer with every flash of lightening and sound of thunder until it appeared right behind Bratty.

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November 26, 2019

“That mansion?”, Still hurting from her name and the rather small, tight shoes she was forced with, the cat managed a perfect whine, “That sure looks spooky and it’s probably filled with g-g-ghosts!”, she shivered. “I think we should head back home before the spooky spirits get their mitts on us!” Unfortunately for ‘Boopsy’, the world of the comic book only went as far as the haunted house and the surrounding trees around it. Go to far, and one would hit an 'invisible wall'.

"Ah shucks! No ghost is a match for my 'Big Brudder'.", Knife continued to be surprisingly good at this. "If they try picking a fight with Golly, he'll give 'em such a whooping!", just as she started another round of shadow-boxing, lightening seemed to come very close to striking the little dragon. This was the comic's 'friendly' way of telling the group to move on. There were others waiting in line. "Lets move on...shall we...", the dragon squeaked out losing her bravado and a few points, for just a moment.

The two quickly caught up with their brave 'leader' at the door. Before the fearful feline could utter another word, the doors opened by themselves! "Jinkies!", Boopsy uttered. This would probably be a good time to enter the house. Like now. Golly made sure they quickly entered the place without any further delay.

Once the three had entered, the doors quickly slammed back into place, causing the cat to promptly faint. With the next strike of lightening, candles on an overheard chandelier, along with an few sconces, all light up at once. Now they all could get a good look at the 'creature'.

"Dwaah.", the little dragon groaned, "It's just an old broken gargoyle.", she paused to wake the downed cat who fainted upon seeing the creepy stone statue. It appeared to have been broken off. Small stones could be seen leading into one of the larger, wooden doors. Would they DARE follow them?

November 23, 2019

Wow. Smolder never realized she was funny either. Was her teacher just being polite? “Ah shucks Miss Applejack, I didn’t come here for the apple-ause!", she gave a little bow, "But if you're offering it, I'll be more than happy to take it." It was nice to be appreciated, even if she only had a few corny jokes or puns to say. And she at least had an teacher approved title for her paper. Always a good start. There was just those three thousand words she needed to come up with between the title and the conclusion. Easy peasy!

Once the bits were handed over, she waited for the pony to make her move. The dragon had half-watched the previous kisses and the farmer seemed to always pull....yikes....Smolder knew she was turning a little red in the cheek area. There was not fighting it! That pony was fast! Once she received her kiss on the forehead, right below the fin, she managed to return to her feet. There was also her apples. Which would soon find their way onto Silverstream's wagon.

"Thanks Miss Applejack.." There was the need to start on her paper...But there was an awfully shady tree not that far from where they stood. And she really wanted to see how her 'little brother' would handle a smooch for the Earth Pony.

November 22, 2019

And danger that filly wandered into.

Fire Walker didn't know it, but this probably wasn't the first, second or even twentieth time Apple Bloom had wandered off alone and into danger. And while It was rather rare to see a child die in a horror movie, those who rushed off to save an filly or colt were usually the first ones to snuff it.

Once the deer was back on his hooves, the officer turned to Fluttershy....The others mentioned an Basilisk? Seriously? She only knew the most basics about the creatures. They can poison you and they could also turn you into living stone. Neither things one would consider fun. Since it was living stone, there was a chance one could be converted back to flesh. One also needed to be an unicorn and could use magic. And there was only one pony here that could do that.

"I hope you know some restoration spells.", she turned to the shadowy pony, "Does anyone have a mirror or something that reflects?", as she asked the others, the mare looked for hoof-prints to lead her to the little farmer. Hopefully the little pony managed to avoid such a dangerous creature. Hopefully.

Once she found the prints, she followed the others....Right to the sick kid. "Oh dear.". She had a small first aid kit with anti-venom lotion, but it was made for snake bites. Would it work against Basilisk bites? Would this 'Sombra' save the day? With a worried look on her face, she pulled out her kit...

Report · November 21, 2019

Pocket Change’s ears perked up. Somepony was cackling! Didn’t the guild have a strict code against cackling? Especially as hags and hedge-mages enjoyed a good cackle or two, and nopony wants any of those miscreants gamboling about a good, stately guild-house! He would need to look into this! The unicorn caught sight of a pony that was the exact opposite of hedge-mage, the dignified and astute Silver Belle. She probably would have made an idea leader for the guild. He could see her dressed in a proper wizard's robe and hat adorned with all matter of great magic. Few would dare stare into her icy blue eyes and give her any trouble. But like the majority of the guild, its members were usually very busy and had real jobs to attend to. Being all together was just so rare nowadays. Now if Starswirl would only respond to his letters!

Heart Island? The unicorn now wished he had taken a good look at the place when he was on the air-ship. Wouldn't it be cool if the who place was shaped like a big heart? Not an actual heart, cause those were gross, but the usual Hearts and Hooves ideograph heart. He would have to check when they leave. But for now, there was their host, and she was quite the looker. But even she was no match for his beloved Moony. Only the Princesses could compare, and they were still a distant second and third. These sometimes would switch places, depending on his mood. Princess Luna's adorable, kid-sister charm never grew old, and black always looks good. Wonder if she kept her Nightmare Moon costume?

Being the far superior speaker, Moony would speak for the guild. She had the gift of the gab. She could talk, not squawk. She had technique to speak sleek that nopony could critique! Compared to her, the stallion was absotively blunderous with his words. And she was whispering. Oh-Oh! Had she been drinking those tiny little bottles of rum they had been hoofing out on the air-ship? How many of those would you need to drink to become drunk?

And Sweet Celestia! She was drunk! And this was Heart Stopper. Yep. There was one of those wacky set-ups! He knew it! Moony was sure she was an 'evil, ugly ole’ assassin'. Which would have not been a good type of pony to meet as most generally don't enjoy being stabbed. Not fun. But here she was, possibly drunk. But even a tipsy pony could maintain her dignity, so Pocket moved close to her, so she wouldn't stumble. There was a detoxify cantrip he knew of, but never learned. With luck, maybe some of the more experienced members would know it. He would speak, but it looks like their new recruit was already talking. Kind of rude. But she might prefer somepony who was straight to the point.

"It is a great pleasure to meet you, Lady Heart-Stopper." the unicorn could manage a proper, Canterlot greeting. "And I look forward to seeing more of your Heart Island." Wait. Wasn't this a movie? Ponies arrive on an island. Meet a dignified stallion all in white. Live out their fantasies or die trying. If so, where was her Prench mini-pony?

November 15, 2019

Really expensive apartments.

November 14, 2019

"Well....She was..", the dragon huffed, "But when she said the word 'apple'. I sort of freaked out when I remembered that I needed to finish a report, and it involved me being here..Checking things out..", feeling like an down-on-her-luck detective with a hunch, Smolder whispered to the farmer. "Thinking about calling it 'Sweet Apple Acres: The In-Cider Information'", she really thought this was clever as she waggled her eyebrows up and down as she said the name of her report.

She turned to Silverstream who handed over her voucher. She didn't think it would have worked, but it was worth the try. "I'll catch up and drop these off on your wagon once I'm done....I need....Oh.", she turned to the pony with many a job. "I need to wander around your farm and take some observation type notes...As long as you don't mind...I won't touch anything...Promise...", she winked at the mare. "I also have answers to these questions I need to fill out on my form here....They're not the kind of answers you can find in any book....Need to be at an actual farm...." The young dragon REALLY needed to pace herself a little better. Enough with the procrastination!

Thankfully one thing she wasn't going to delay was payment. "Here you go.", she pulled out the needed bits. Now it was time for der-smooching! Or at least a smooch. From her teacher. Hopefully no creature had a camera with them. She waited patiently and wondered what it was going to feel like.

November 14, 2019

Both the cat and dragon gasped at the same time. “Really? You missed the best ride in the whole park. Even better than ‘Nightmare Moon Mountain.”, Knife added. “And this nerd-talk, I’m gonna be the best at this as I have my parents as role-models. While you two probably have cool parents.”, she nodded at the cat, “Your folks are high flying trapeze artists, and your parents.”, she turned to the Pegasus pony, “Not sure what your parents are, but they have to be cool to have had you.”

While the comic gave one group point total, there were side scores for each players. If the group won with a high score, they would get a prize, and the player with the most points would get a BONUS prize.

Once the threesome were ready, they slowly made their way into the fist page of the comic. Would they survive?

The group were standing near a large mansion. It was rather late in the evening and the wind started to pick up and within moments, a rather nasty storm started.

“Ah cra....I mean, Oh no!”. it took the cat a moment to get into character. “That storm is going to ruin my pretty dress! We better see if someone’s home and maybe they’ll let us stay until it all blows over.” it was very hard to talk the way she did, but she managed without breaking into giggles.

‘Bratty’ was having none of that. “Ah shucks!”, she growled, “I an’t afraid of no storm! Lemme at ‘em!”, she started to swing her fists around, hoping to punch the rain. “Take that! And that!”. While Bratty was brave, for every rain drop she punched away, five more would take its place!

“Golly!”, the cat whined, “What are we going to d-d-do?” Both were already doing a fine job and points were probably already coming their way. Bratty was ‘fighting’ the rain, and Boopsy was looking up at the rain, with her mouth open in shock. Even with the house being just a few feet away. They could just walk, but the pair needed to be useless. And unless Golly did something, the pair probably were going to either drown, get hit by lightening, or both!

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