Saint Cynicism

"Of course. Storm clouds are finicky things to make," Tesla replied, as if it were common knowledge. In reality he didn't even know if he was doing it properly, but he wasn't about to say so. All he knew was that running a strong electrical current through an ordinary cloud in an attempt to make a storm cloud evidently wasn't the way to go unless he was in the mood to blow something up again. Of course, Tesla blew up at the mention of the pegasus ponies and that accursed weather factory...figuratively speaking, of course. "It's not an industry, it's a monopoly! Keeping all that knowledge for themselves, feeding their own egos and forcing everypony else to rely on them! Nothing but stuck-up, arrogant, stubborn old mules!" Lola had, evidently, struck a bit of a nerve. As if the shouting wasn't enough of an indication, Tesla's angry stomping of his hooves should have clued her in. His hatred of pegasus ponies was at least well known to Sprocket, who probably wouldn't find the display terribly surprising. It typically happened in some form or another at least once a week, after all. He too received an angry glare from behind the goggles though, as a result of his suggesting that there not be an incredible amazing tour of the laboratory... "Ah, but I've forgotten my manners, I appologize, I am Lola Silverbeak, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. And to answer your question, little dragon, I am traveling east, to Ponyville, and eventually to Canterlot. And who might you gentlemen be?" "I am Tesla Coil, Everfree Forest's resident pony of science." Tesla replied, partly boasting, but also entirely uncertain of whether or not he actually was the only science pony in the forest. "Sprocket here is my lab assistant. I don't know where my other one has gotten off too..."

Well, like I mentioned in chat, I've got some ideas I'd love sketched that aren't pony related, if you want me to PM the details to you :3 PM since, well, there's nothing rating-breaking about it, but I don't want to have a GIANT TEXT WALL taking up your artsy thread D:

((Hurrah, break in school assignments, just enough time to post!)) Tesla may have had the majority of his head dunked underwater, but his ears were still exposed. They raised up at the questions posed by some unknown visitor, someone whose identity Tesla could not quite determine from his present head-in-bucket-vantage point. He finally yanked his head out and gasped, taking in a nice lungful of fresh, smoke-free air, before turning to deal with his...guest. He'd heard her fly down, so he was expecting a pegasus to yell at, but was pleasantly surprised to discover it was a griffon instead. This was unexpected, not that he'd ever say as much. At least, he thought it was a griffon; it could have easily been a hippogriff, some black soot was still clinging to the lenses of his blast goggles, making Lola's lower half a bit dark and fuzzy. "Excuse me, good sir, but I couldn't help but notice the explosion. Are you...Are you uninjured?" "Explosion? Oh, no need to worry, just a minor setback. Just some finicky clouds, very...temperamental, those clouds," Tesla explained, waving one hoof dismissively before noticing the sleeve was smoldering. He casually (at least, in his own mind) dunked his hoof in the bucket to put it out before it turned into a full blown fire, then attempted to kick the bucket out of sight without being noticed with his hind leg. "Injured? No, everything's quite fine. Perfectly unharmed! As I said, this was just a minor...incident," Tesla really couldn't bring himself to say 'accident,' pride wouldnt' allow it. Of course, Sprocket's impeccably bad timing made it even harder to sell the whole 'explosion' thing as just a minor detail. Accursed dragon, always complaining about the silliest things...explosions, special effects, Tesla's flair for the dramatic. Some dragons had no taste at all! "Oh, there you are," Tesla commented, rather dryly at that, with the disapproval of Sprocket's horrible timing and shouting fairly evident in his tone of voice. "Haven't the foggiest idea. But! She looks like she could use a tour!" ...of the lab that was still partly on fire, right. That was going to happen. No, really, Tesla was practically beaming, sporting a wide, mostly soot-free smile at the prospect of showing off the still smoldering and smoking lab to this total stranger who'd flown in from pony-knows-where. At least with his obviously misplaced priorities, it probably wouldn't be too hard for Lola to figure out just how the explosion had come to occur in the first place...

So, while I'm not leaving, just sticking a note here to let people know I'm probably going to be pretty inactive until about the 15th or so. Because this is the last two weeks of the semester, and all my professors are competing to see who can make my life absolute hell most effectively. I mean, in the next 72 hours, I've got a research paper to write up and a documentary to make / narrate, and this is just one class Anybody who needs me can of course contact me over Skype, AIM, MSN, whatever. I know my Skype name's in the Skype topic, and I -think- my other IM info's in the profile. If not, I'll go fix that now >.>

What is your Steam name? SaintCynicism What game do you play the most via Steam? Borderlands, Beat Hazard. What is your favorite game? Hard to say. Borderlands, probably. Do you have a group? Nope. Do you play on Mac or Windows? Windows.

I...I forgot my favorite one. I am ashamed ; - ; The Jet Grind/Set Radio franchise is just fun beyond reason. Everything about it. And the first game is all of the nice things, all of them. pjGkHDTPHJg *tear* I shall miss it :<

Mass Effect Half-Life Aaaaand... Vb2WeMsgQzs

"But it wouldn't properly contrast with the hardwood in the gaming area!" Royal objected, conveniently missing the much larger point of 'we do not have the money for a full redecoration.' A decision that was, in fact, made quite deliberately. "It's all about the aesthetics, Ignus! We want people to play games, but we want them to like being in here, too!" She was certainly excitable when she was trying to get her way, and/or outright refusing to acknowledge that someone else might have a point. And she'd become very skilled in channeling that enthusiasm into new topics of conversation when necessary, as she was prepared to do now. "Well what about you? Your munchies could probably be used for at least a month's worth of bills," she observed, having already moved over to the table and was now eying a particularly dazzling emerald with a look that seemed to say she was already mentally calculating just how much it could probably be sold for. Of course, she dismissed Ignus' inquiry at the same time, rather off-hoofedly. "Of course I made sure the open sign was on, sheesh," she confirmed, waving one hoof in the air dismissively as if to shoo the topic away. "It's not my fault if it's so small nobody's going to notice." This was, of course, not entirely true; the sign was already larger than what could be considered modest, and was easily bigger than Ignus. Royal was just disappointed that she wasn't allowed to make a giant billboard-style sign with lots of pretty lights and fancy effects.

"Ugh, why must everypony in this stupid city be so boring?!" Oh look, Royal Flush was complaining again, as if it would come as a surprise to anyone. Granted, the Full House Gambling Hall & Games Center had only been open for all of three minutes now, but she was already bored out of her pony mind and convinced that today was going to be the worst day in the long, tragic history of bad days. A little over-dramatic, yes, but she wasn't very good at being patient and never had been. So she was pacing back and forth, her hooves making their own little drumbeat on the hardwood floor that denoted the section of the building reserved for the gambling tables. The games area, for those ponies not entirely willing to risk their bits on cards or dice, was designated by black carpeting decorated by brightly colored dice and cards, so as not to be too gloomy and also to provide a slightly softer surface should anypony playing in the play area fall down. Some lively pop music was playing over the small network of speakers that filled the building, though it was doing little to lift Royal Flush's spirits. Eventually she gave up pacing, lest a trench appear in the middle of the shop from her wearing through the floor, and instead started playing with her top hat by the hat rack near the front door. "What could possibly be more fun out there than in here?!" she asked, addressing the question to no one in particular, though Ignus would probably chime in eventually. That or suffer a stream of uninterrupted whining until customers showed up. The game of flipping the red and black top hat off her head and onto the hat rack, and vice verse, would keep Royal Flush amused for a while, but honestly it wouldn't likely keep her from complaining for very long. And it didn't. "It's like everypony wants to be bored!" she pouted, before moving right on to the prospect of redecorating the whole building, again. "Maybe we just need to spruce the place up! Redecorate everything, and put up a new storefront! Something exciting, with flashing lights and a big, cool looking sign!" She was practically jumping up and down in excitement now, rearing up on her hind legs and waving her front hooves enthusiastically...an enthusiasm likely not shared by her assistant, who doubled as the Full House's official bookkeeper, and no doubt knew exactly how expensive Royal Flush's proposed changes would be...

Just leaving a note to say that the connection to my character, Royal Flush, is entirely acceptable.

Now in macro form. Also, don't let your heart explode with joy! D:

He-Man's a twit, I rooted for the bad guys

Welcome to the herd. I didn't even get to follow a girlfriend here, there was just a trail of M&Ms, and now I'm trapped here for all eternity. Your way sounds more fun. Punnier, at least.

;___; SO EXPENSIVE. FOR ONLY ONE? I kiiiiid I kiiiiid I pay you in love, yes? 83 or ramen? Never had Ramen, not interested in love. I take Visa, Mastercard, and your eternal soul.

That'll be $10.50 dude.

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*puts a blanket over Mint's head* o___o I got Big Mac. Yyyyyup. (Mint does have a point though; the vast majority of quizzes involving behavior and psychology are horrendously unreliable, and prone to giving out flawed results based entirely on wording, question format, limited options, etc.)

Royal Flush (Saint Cynicism) -Just about whenever, though she does actually sleep late at night. -In Canterlot / Solstice Heights, especially around the Full House Gambling Hall & Games Center (where she lives and works)

[ Pony Related Character ] Name: Royal Flush (born Tumbleweed, so named for her apparent inability to stay in one place) Gender: Female Age: Young Adult Species: Unicorn Pelt Color: Yellowish (similar to Fluttershy's) Mane/Tail Color & Style: A somewhat over-styled mohawk style, and her tail is kept styled to match. As for color scheme, click HERE (1 is the primary color, 2 is secondary) Eye Color: Ruby red, becoming brighter or darker depending on the lighting. Cutie Mark: Five cards fanned out as a hand (in cards, not an ACTUAL hand) and displaying a royal flush (diamonds). In order, with the 10 on the left, and ending with the Ace on the right. I'll leave it to everypony's imagination what the face cards look like in Equestria. Physique: Average, takes good care of herself. Surprisingly strong for such an ordinary looking filly (likely due to her athletic nature, she cannot seem to sit still anywhere but a card table), but nothing extraordinary. Residence: A small flat above the Full House Gambling Hall & Games Center in Canterlot Occupation: Proprietor of the Full house Gambling Hall & Games Center in Canterlot. It's not very big yet, sporting just a few card tables, a dice table, a moderately sized indoor playground for ponies of all ages, a small juice bar, and a few speakers to provide music. Still, Royal Flush is hoping to one day upgrade it to the largest indoor amusement playground that Equestria has ever seen, with something for everypony. And hopefully some professional music. Motivation: She strongly feels that people take life too seriously, and that all it takes to brighten somepony's day is to play a few games with them and lend an ear. Carefree to a fault, as her attitude is not necessarily the best one to have all the time when trying to run a business. Likes: Cards, Dice, and just about any sort of carnival or leisure game your little pony mind can think of, rowdiness, ponies who don't take life too seriously, fancy clothes (she loves her top hat and jacket oh so very much), making new friends, just having a good time with customers, children (she finds they're FAR less serious than grown ups, and honestly, she never really grew up herself), teasing people who tease her over her slight accent (while her parents were from Canterlot, she WAS born and raised in Appleoosa, and the western accent managed to subtly creep its way into her speech), anypony unashamed of who they are (even if it's something she dislikes, Royal Flush can have an immense respect for the pony in question just for being honest about it). Dislikes: Any kind of dishonesty (barring bluffs in cards, of course), cheaters [in games], being forced to take things seriously, Nanny Neighsayers (her term for Party Poopers), Celestia's royal guard (on principle), people who can't take a joke, snooty ponies who think they're "above" her favorite games. Character Summary: Loud and usually the source of any noise complaints in Canterlot, Royal Flush is a rambunctious pony who sees life as one great big glorious game. She will go out of her way to try and cheer people up, and while this USUALLY takes the form of irresponsible advice encouraging them to just let loose and party hard, she is capable of genuinely trying to comfort someone (which is usually followed by more of the same, to balance things out in her mind). She was all too happy to leave Appleoosa behind, not because she necessarily hated it there, but because she longed for a proper city atmosphere. She longed for paved streets and scenery instead of dirt, rocks, dust, tumbleweeds, sand, and sagebrush as far as the eye could see. She chose Canterlot because it's where her parents said they used to live before Royal Flush (or her actual name, "Tumbleweed") was born, but also because she'd heard it described as a very serene and cultured city. The latter wouldn't do at all, and Royal Flush was convinced that the same card and dice games that had helped ponies pass time in Appleoosa would help stave of what was undoubtedly the crushing monotony of life in Canterlot. Imagine her disappointment when just about everypony in Canterlot seemed to be content with their dull day-to-day lives.

Thanks to this episode, I also have an idea for a monthly event in the artsy forum (AND INSPIRATION FOR THE APPEARANCE OF A NEW PONY <3) ... I'll have to run it by somepony on staff other than Mane though, see what they think X3

Looking at it full screen I say yes, because you can barely make out the bubbles cutie mark and the eyes do look "derped". Now we just need a high definition version for confirmation. Second sighting: At 12:13 in the vid, lower left corner of the screen, near Celestia. You can't see her cutie mark, but it DOES look like her eyes are derped, and the colors match.

But only gifted UNICORNS. No other ponies are special enough. Well, it seemed like it was for magic, so...no other ponies would really have much to do in there. The Earth Pony curriculum would be something like "sit and watch" if they were allowed in.

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS EPISODE @___@ *clings to it*

Thanks to Tam addressing the last of the reasons I planned to leave to begin with in this post, I'll be sticking around. Feel free to delete Thunderbuck's (character) profile though, having too much trouble trying to get my head around him.

I've read it. Still leaving. Also, to Balletvamp: you have my sympathies, cancer is a horrible thing for anyone to deal with, and painful to watch a loved one endure.