Dunder

Dunder saw that all the ponies were dismayed that he was only willing to teach them for payment. He thought for a moment before speaking, "Or maybe I could give a friendly discount." He paused for a moment, "Meaning it's free?" He added. He would teach fr free. It was preposterous to think he'd have to charge for it. Dunder looked back at Rok. His head was indeed hard enough. Maybe a new tactic next time, seems as though hostility didn't work. Dunder thought as he made a mental note of it. But the way he turned down money offered to him was surprising. He didn't know why this pony who wants brotherly actions to turn down a brotherly action like giving money. Dunder shrugged when Rok said money was the root of problems. "Matters who you ask." Dunder said. He saw Rok leave. He started to hover himself, "Now to get that wood back to Cloudsdale?" He asked Winter and Storm. [Wrap up the RP?]

"Hello, there." Dunder said before sitting down next to her, "I'm Dunder Blust."

Dunder Blust was flying above a meadow when he spotted a mare. He landed in front of her and greeted her with a "Hello."

Welcome to Canterlot. But meat eating is still da baws.

Dunder watch Apricot's cheeks puff up and watched his face as his mouth filled with air. Dunder's nose started to bleed again from the wound inflicted when smashing his face onto the road. He didn't notice the nosebleed, but Dunder had to contain himself from reacting to Apricot's cute with a pokerface. He was glad to see Apricot finally let go and he turned back to his locker with his pokerface still on. Ass he was getting dressed, he heard Apricot, then the manager's voice boom through the locker room. When Dunder finished getting dressed, he saw Apricot smile again at him. He smiled back. When he spoke he responded softly, "I'll see you after work so we can go to Cloudsdale." He said and returned the nuzzle. Dunder watched him leave before walking out too, [Want to discuss the new thread in PM?]

EYYYYYY! Welcome to Canterlot And a Norway gamer? That's amazing! XD

Dunder felt left out when Dazzle said her mom was fond of Marelem. It sounded like a good place to visit, escpecially if this zebra was going to be there, he was indeed a very interesting character. Dunder laughed a bit when the zebra admitted the foreign phrase was a curse in addition to his way of phrasing it. "My mom would whip me if she saw me cursing at all." He said. He missed his mom for a moment, but the zebra continued. Dunder laughed again at the thought of Canterlot ponies thanking zebras for modern music. "Like Canterlot ponies would thank Zebras. Some of them would, others won't. They're probably too good for Zebras anyway." He said in a sarcastic tone. He leaned back in his chair. He looked back at Slick when he mentioned a show that he would play for the Canterlot ponies in Marelem. "A show? I'd go to one of your shows. You seem to know what you're talking about when it comes to music and that's always good." Dunder said. He would like to go to Marelem and to see a zebra that he knew playing would make it even better.

Dunder felt more and more like he was intruding when he saw that the stallion was her special somepony. He felt like he should leave, but he was too deep in now to leave. He looked at Storm when she asked him a question. "You know... I was just flying over and I heard some voices... eavesdropped... and then I heard you and decided to join in." Dunder said casually and happily. "I didn't know I was kind of intruding on your date...." His tone changed to a somewhat apologetic one. Dunder shifted his gaze to Inkblot when the stallion introduced himself. Dunder smiled that he took some initiative to greet Dunder first. Inkblot was a shy pony, maybe Storm liked them like that. He shrugged off the thought and shook Ink's hoof. "It's a pleasure to meet you too, Inkblot and Corvus." He said.

Dunder was startled by the sudden overwhelming weight on his back. He was even more surprised when the next thing he knew was that he was on the floor, dazed from acting as a cushion for the wight. He sat up, hearing the muffled apologies from Storm as he tried to regain orientation. When the world finally came back, he smiled and hugged her, "It's good to see you!" He said happily. When he remembered her possibly boyfriend was there, he let go almost hurriedly. "What are you doing out here?" He asked. He didn't look at Ink, but waited for him to do something.

Dunder smiled at them both for wanting lessons, "No, I'm sorry but I can't....Although, if you pay... that would be another story." Dunder said. He hated trying to rake money from his friend, but he had to make it worth his while. Winter, he didn't feel bad raking money from. He hardly knew the pony and would be more of an instructor than a friend if he taught Winter. Storm, he would feel like he was hustling her. Dunder looked at the 19 bits, "Take them, you're going to need to blend in. Your days of foraging and setting up camps are over, as long as you're in civilization. You need money to buy the essentials to live in a civilization. Of course, you're going to need to return the favor by working and to work you need to find a job, and to work comfortably you're going to need to take up residence near your job. I'm not talking about a tent made of leaves either, you need a building with walls and roof and rooms. Negative thoughts come when they think of the ponies who you're trying to replicate. In cities, we call them 'hobos.'" Dunder said. He hoped that his words would pierce the thick skull of Rok. "Also, you're too dang heavy to carry and give you a tour of the city, although, we can get an enchantment for your hooves to walk on clouds. Of course it is only temporary and I'm pretty sure it costs money."

Dunder Blust was flying low above the Everfree trees. He was tired from the long journey he had already had on top of his regular activities of the day. He was going to barely get to his destination with enough energy to rent a room and sleep. His wings flapped softly as the power in his wings drained. But, among the soft beating of his wings and the noises of the forest animals he could hear voices...one of them more familiar than the other. He swooped down silently and hovered above the tree cover of the two voices below him. Through the trees he could recognize a female voice, definitely Storm Feather. The other voice, a stallion's, he was not so sure of, and why Storm would be with a stallion was beyond him. He laughed at the thought that they were more than friends, he couldn't imagine Storm not being single. The pegasus flew down lower, right as Storm insisted that they sleep in the forest, claiming that it could be fun. He felt like leaving, like he was doing something horribly wrong by intruding, but something compelled him to stay. He listened into the stallion talk, he was almost inaudible and sounded like a wimp. When the stallion said they should sleep there, he knew it was now or never. Dunder flew up to gain some momentum before flying down through the tree cover. He busted through the branches and leaves with his eyes closed and his hooves in front of his face. He hovered above them, "Hey! I thought I recognized that voice!" He said happily with a convincing pokerface that he didn't know what was going on.

"No! No!" Dunder Blust said with a bad pokerface. He didn't truly think that Apricot was fat, but he had to think of an excuse to get his mind off of it. "Silly Apricot!" Dunder said with a sort of forced perkiness, "Don't you know muscle weighs more than fat? You're not fat." Dunder claimed and pat Apricot on the head. "It's just that I'm probably going to have to carry your up a long ways.... Although I could use clouds to rest on as I bring you up." Dinder said. He thought about it. a Stairway to Cloudsdale made out of clouds. He'd probably get weird looks or possibly yelled at from weather ponies, but he didn't mind. "All we need to do now is find a unicorn to enchant your hooves..." Dunder said as he tailed off in the thought. He didn't know any unicorns that said they knew the spell, possibly at Canterlot. All the powerful unicorns lived there. "We should go to Canterlot first." Dunder said and looked down at Apricot.

Sturmmann, yours and my characters need to meet XD

I have a few questions.... Firstly, are we going to be roleplaying on this thread? Or is it just to introduce characters? Also, can we start new threads for Fallout Equestria roleplaying?

I've been watching this and hesitant to join..mainly for not being 18+ ^-^" Anyway, I decided to join... http://www.canterlot.com/topic/8179-foe-dunder-blust-final/#entry170485

(Please do not be shy to critique.) [colour=#282828]Roleplay Type:[/colour] Crossover - Fallout: Equestria [colour=#282828]Name:[/colour] Dunder Blust [colour=#282828]Sex:[/colour] [colour=#282828]Male[/colour] [colour=#282828]Age:[/colour] Stallion [colour=#282828]Species:[/colour] Pegasus [colour=#282828]Eye colour:[/colour] [colour=#282828]Light Brown[/colour] [colour=#282828]Coat colour:[/colour] [colour=#282828]Light Brown[/colour] [colour=#282828]Mane/Tail/Markings colour & Style:[/colour] [colour=#282828]Big and fluffy tail and mane. Dark Brown colour.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Physique:[/colour] [colour=#282828]Larger than most ponies of the pegasus variety. He is strong, he tries to keep it that way, not wanting to slip down into average muscle mass because he knows he has to stay strong for survival.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Cutie Mark:[/colour] A silver shield with a bullethole through it. [colour=#282828]Origin/Residence:[/colour] [colour=#282828]Born at New Appeloosa to parents and family who still live there. He and his family don't have the accent.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Occupation:[/colour] [colour=#282828]Wandering soldier/ trader.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Motivation:[/colour] [colour=#282828]To clear as many ponies who feed off the weak and innocent of Equestria in an unjust way. He also loots and trades to get as much money as possible to send home to his family.[/colour] Likes: He likes simple things like reading and socializing. Eating. Good deals. His guns. [colour=#282828]He likes simplicity. straight-forwardness, as in being told things as they are. He likes to fight but knows there is more to life than just that.[/colour] Dislikes: [colour=#282828]He hates when ponies try to flatter him to use him later, he also hates when ponies are loud and obnoxious. He cannot stand when ponies refuse to help one another and steal from the innocent.[/colour] [colour=#282828]S.P.E.C.I.A.L.:[/colour] Strength- 8 Perception- 3 Endurance-5 Charisma- 6 Intelligence- 8 Agility- 7 Luck- 1 [colour=#282828]Skills:[/colour] [colour=#282828]Firearms - 90[/colour] [colour=#282828]Stealth - 34[/colour] Explosives - 23 Lockpicking - 65 Repair - 63 Speech - 54 Barter - 90 Science - 37 Medicine - 40 Unarmed - 34 Melee - 88 [colour=#282828]Perks (Individual):[/colour] One and you're done - The best enemy is one who doesn't know you're there. 20% bonus damage to an enemy who is unaware to your presence. Trained hooves make quick work - You've been fighting for a while and it seems as though it's just point and shoot now. 10% accuracy to all assault rifles. Purge - The evil that exists in Equestria must be stopped. CLEANSE IT! 30% damage increase to enemies who attack first. Philosophical - You think a lot on your travels... perhaps a bit too much. +1 to intelligence and +5 to speech. Trader - You exchange money a lot and finding a good deal is like second nature to you even if you have to force it. +10 to trade. [colour=#282828]Perks (Party):[/colour] [colour=#282828]Induction to Destruction - All party members gain 5% extra Experience points.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Iron Wing - You know how to protect your ponies. 5 percent bonus to any pony's body armor who is in your party.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Keen Eye - One man's trash is another man's treasure. Additional items and money found on enemies.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Won't back down - Not one step back you cowards! Increased party morale.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Inventory[/colour]: Food, water, stimpacks, sleeping bag, rope, flashlight, flint and steel, tinderbox, gasmask, and Geiger-counter. A Journal. Light green vest with internal ceramic plates guarding vital areas. A small,synthetic red flower poking out of one of the chest pockets. Biker goggles. White cloth facewraps. Custom assault rifle with "Assassino" etched on the barrel. A machete [colour=#282828]Character Summary:[/colour] History[colour=#282828] – He was born in New Appleoosa and spent his entire foalhood and colthood inside it's protection. His colthood he was fascinated with the soldiers who protected him and his family. They were respected and they all were valiant and brave fighters who fought to protect what they loved against the evils of ponies. He knew his heart lay somewhere in the martial professions. He also knew that he couldn't keep his head in the clouds and infer he was going to be an invincible and glorious fighter. It was a dangerous job and his parents and siblings all disapproved, but even with their major mpact on his life, hew knew where he was headed in life.[/colour] One day, it started pretty normal. It all started when Dunder and the other colts and women were pulled back into their homes in fear of a raider attack. The reports were true, since the start it was obvious that the raiders really wanted to break through the Appleoosan defenses. Dunder became especially worried when the unprofessional soldiers had to be sent out as well. He was crushed to see his father and his older brother sent out to fight. They were sent out...why not him? His excuse was that he needed to go to the bathroom to vomit, he went to the bathroom, a small partitioned section of the shipping container they lived in. He snuck out the glassless window into the clear streets. All the soldiers were on the walls fighting and that was where he knew he was needed. He ran past houses where he heard the cries of fillies and foals and colts and mares... "the chorus of broken souls" is what he called it. The cries only made his resolve harder. When he reached the walls, he couldn't find his dad or brother anywhere. He didn't waste any time, though for he had no time to waste. He picked up the nearest weapon and began to take his part in the defense. For about an hour they fought and for about half that time Dunder was helping. When the raiders routed, he sat down and looked into the city, his weapon dropped to his side making a hard clanking noise on the shipping container. When he looked down to pick it up, he saw something on his flank he hadn't seen before. It was his cutiemark! The rest of the day, after getting scolded by his parents for going out to fight, they celebrated his cutie mark. All the soldiers sent their congratulations as well as his friends. The next day he was a member of the New Appeloosian sentries. When he became a stallion, his calling was elsewhere and he knew it. The vast Equestrian wasteland had other ponies with new stories and mysteries and need for soldiers. He bought survival gear, a weapon, and some basic protection from the wasteland for his new life plans. Before he embarked on his journey into the wastes, his small filly sister, a foal at the time of obtaining his cutie mark, gave him a small red flower he had bought her from a merchant. She had always kept the flower on her and he made sure to tell her that he would treasure the flower and use it to remember her and his family. He wandered around and became a looter. He looted things and traded them. After a while, he got used to it and went out more and more to trade and loot to gain items for himself or to sell. Flaws[colour=#282828] – He can be insensitive to others with his sense of humor and that can get him into trouble and has in the past.[/colour] [colour=#282828]He can be unmerciful when his rage begins.[/colour] [colour=#282828]He is quick to his guns and can be untrusting.[/colour] [colour=#282828]He always is itching for a fight, even though he doesn't admit to it.[/colour] [colour=#282828]He is scared to death by radiation.[/colour] [colour=#282828]He ins constabtly afraid he will do something wrong or mess something up.[/colour] Personality[colour=#282828] - Dunder will fight to the death to protect the innocent, especially fillies, foals, and colts. He believes that peace is something that is needed and to deal with out whoever clamors for stealing whether it be items or lives. He is stubborn and will try hard to get something that he wants. He tends to be more hesitant to follow, because he knows that other ponies might not be a just as him and use him for themselves.[/colour] [colour=#282828][Picture coming soon.][/colour]

EYYYYYYYYYY WELCOME TO CANTERLOT, MANG!

When Apricot's head almost butted into his own, Dunder had to hold back a smile and a laugh. He pushed Apricot's head back softy and in a smooth motion, "Yes they do!" He said with a strong voice and a stern look on his face. for a moment he held up the facade, but he soon shifted to a smile and his gaze softened. "We'll go to Cloudsdale." Dunder said and sat down. "We just need a unicorn who knows the spell...then I'll carry you up to city. You can't weigh.... TOO much." Dunder said as he looked at Apricot hoof to head.

Dunder Blust was happy that the other stallion had suggested that they play some pin the tail on the pony. One of Dunder's personally favorite party games. As he began to walk over to where the poster was set up, he saw another pony walk in.This one was a white mare with a purple mane. He could sear that he had seen her before, but he couldn't put his hoof on it. When she introduced herself as Rarity, he facehoofed as the memory came back. "Pleasure to meet you too!" Dunder greeted her. Dunder turned back and walked to the pin the tail on the pony poster and waited his turn.

Dunder Blust sat there, doublefacehoofing. He couldn't believe the latest casualty report. They had lost 23 men, he was left with 37 ponies not including himself. He couldn't believe that he was at about one tenth the strength of what he started. He felt like he had let his soldiers down how much of them had died. All those ponies who died and all their deaths reddened his hooves, all their deaths weighed his heart down more and more. He almost felt like the tears could have slipped out his eyes, but right then somepony else took their place next to him. He looked up at the pony as the other pony spoke. When Sketch was done speaking, Dunder shifted his gaze back over the battlefield. "I don't want to fight anymore. But I know that you need me.... I'll keep fighting...." Dunder said. He felt closer to death the more and more his unit ran out of other ponies to die. "Also, who are the Royal Sisters?" Dunder asked as he looked at Sketch.

Dunder Blust stopped dancing and laughed a little, "I'm doing well?" He inquired. "I am not bad at dancing. You, on the other hoof, are pretty good at dancing. Although, that might be because I don't exactly know how to dance this Appleoosan way." He said and smiled nervously.

YEAH Gamer ponies. If you have Steam or Origin, we should play sometime. ;D

HEY!!! WELCOME TO THE FORUMS!!!! Pinkie Pie is da best.

Medeval reenacting?! AWESOME! You can make a knight pony, add to the solder type OC's here XD

Dunder watched and laughed a little when they took the picture. Almost as though if their happiness carried onto him. He looked over at Ice and nodded in agreement with her, "Yep! Fireworks are amazing! I love them." He said with a smile. Dunder watched her shift her gaze to the door. He also looked to the door, hoping another pony would walk in. He didn't really want just them 5 to be the only ponies. But the family seemed happy as it was. He was just glad that they weren't feeling disappointed that Dunder and Ice were the only ones to show up.