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Dunder scoffed, "Bronze isn't too scary." He said and started to laugh a little bit. "And I pay for my own food, Don't you worry, Amity." Dunder said before finishing the last of his hay. He moved onto eating the muffin again.
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"No, be optimistic, tomorrow will always be better. The evil and tyranny of ponies is behind us, we are at peace now." Dunder said. He looked over at the door to wait for the new pony to come in.
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"No drink, thank you Mr. Amity." Dunder said. "And I will be ready for when the evil arises. Maybe I'll save you. Until then, general peace stays and I will keep my head low as well." Dunder said to Bronze.
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I think if you made a villian it would be interesting. My character Dunder Blust is all into the fighting evil thing XD Anyway, if yo did, I'm always open to RP.
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Welcome to Canterlot, this place is da baws. ;D
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Dunder leaned forward, putting his hooves on the table, "You don't understand." He licked his chops, "I hate harming other ponies. Taking something that was meant to be beautiful and throwing it away so quickly after so much has been put into it....makes me sick. I don't want to hate, I wish only for the good of ponies. Knowing that I could make another pony smile makes me feel good inside, nothing else gives a better feeling. But I train my hoof to the rapier knowing that if evil walks by, it better watch its back. Standing by while evil exists is the worst decision to make, so I've decided to prepare."
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Dunder looked at Bronze, "Royal Guards guard Celestia and Luna, for right now. They are supposed to be good fighters. You know, since they're the members of the elite military? They don't carry weapons uaually because ponies don't like the sight of weapons." Dunder explained. "And I'm a chef, not a baker. I took culinary classes but our teacher tought very lightly how to bake. I can make basic bread, but I can't bake a cake without arecipe and proper ingredients."
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"Do nor apologize.. I'm not offended. You can say what you want. You look to be genuinely sorry. If I were you, I would not be afraid of me. I don't hurt unjustified." Dunder said calmly. He knew he didn't want Amity to worry, "I've seen Royal guards with only grey-scale colors." Dunder said.
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"Hello." Dunder said and smiled at Braeburn. "I have come to share in the party, as well as the food, drink, and..." He swallowed, "Mares...." He wasn't sure what to do, he had only been there once and it was a very light visit. He wasn't sure about the culture so he just covered the basics. "If you could lead me to where I could get some food that would be incredibly nice of you."
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"Ponies appreciate being told in writing about information. About the world going on around them. As I am guessing you do. However, running a pony through with a rapier is a different story." Dunder said. He looked at Amity, "I was never told to turn my coat another color, they aren't as bold to do so. I may not be one, but I deserve respect, as any other pony. I wouldn't do it. My brown coat makes me Dunder Blust."
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Dunder sat back in his chair. He had never had been told to tell anypony his story. He looked at the ceiling for a short while, lost in thought. He looked down back at Amity. "Well, my name is Dunder Blust. I was given this name to be unique, to stand out so no pony could be like me. I am not an interesting pony, I don't have an adventurous or dangerous lifestyle. I doubt any pony would want to be like me. All I can do well is cook and fight, and cooking isn't a very fruitful career option, and ponies get shaken to the core just at the mention of battle. I feel as though Equestria doesn't need ponies like me. As if I am at the bottom of the barrel in terms of social acceptance. I've been trying to join the Royal Guards, excelling at rapier fencing and hoof-to-hoof. I know I have passed the tests to become a Royal Guard, I am sure of it. It is just that my coat is not a shade of white or grey that keeps me from joining their ranks. I've given up on that, for the most part, and instead have gone on to a less....tied down option. Evil ponies still exist, and why? Because other ponies who have the power to stop them standby with their 'standards' and 'rules' for dealing with ponies and do nothing. I realized this, traveling through Everfree forest that the blade is the best judge for who is right and for who is wrong. If a pony wants to defend their ideals, they should learn first to defend them self. Because the true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him. And fighting is just a chore, if done justly." Dunder said. He looked down at the table and was silent. He closed his eyes.
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Dunder just sat there. He watched them talk as he ate the muffin and the rest of his hay. He wondered if he should leave to leave the two ponies alone. It felt awkward to be in his situation. He began listening more when he heard Bronze mention Cloudsdale. He looked up at Amity and waited for him to speak.
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I just ate HURRRRRRRRR
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Dunder looked at the muffin floating in front of him. He grabbed it and took a bite. It was delicious. "Thank you, Amity." He took another bite. He slowly grabbed another coin and put it in the pile of the money he already owed. He listened and looked at Amity for any new news as he ate the muffin.
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"Hello, Amity Accurate. My name is Dunder Blust." He said with a smile after the pony introduced himself, "It is nice to meet you. And I have come here to rest and make new friends." Dunder waved him over with his hoof, "Come to the table, were were just having a lovely dinner." Dunder said to Amity.
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"I was thinking of becoming a doctor once. But I decided that I should use my combat efficiency for war. But there is hardly any war around here. I've also tried joining the Royal Guards. I know that I have passed the tests both physical and written. It's just my brown coat that makes them not want me." Dunder said. "I am sorry, I am rambling." He quickly ate another bite of hay.
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"Your parents were doctors, if you were so fortunate, why did you not become a doctor yourself?" Dunder asked. He covered his mouth with his hoof to cover the food in his mouth.
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"Well, some cases it can be bad to force help onto another pony. If they want to learn to help themselves it is better to just let them. Or if they have a legitimate reason to not want help." He took another bite of the apple. "My name is Dunder Blust." He said, "Go ahead and make fun of it, I've heard it all about my name. And those who did learned that it can be dangerous to do so." He said casually and put down the apple and began eating the hay.
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"No, no, I insist." He said and put the coins on the table, "I don't take without sense." He said while pulling a plate with apples and a plate with hay over closer to him. "I believe you may be the only one helping ponies find their way, in this sense. I help lost ponies find their way in a more social sense." He grabbed an apple and began eating it, he looked up at Bronze.
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Dunder followed him in. He glanced about the room. It looked pretty bland, but it was enough for someone to survive in. Dunder was never one for the flashy living spaces anyway. "I try to avoid fighting for no good reason, but I fight for sport often." He said. He took off his rapier and leaned it on the wall by the door. "I'm not going to pressure you into fighting, either." He sat down by the table, "I'll pay you for the food." He paused, "And thank you for inviting me into your lovely home."
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"Peguses are less likely to be stuck in a place like a forest." Dunder said, "You've taken personal defense training? How about you put it to the test." dunder said, he smiled. He was always looking for a good fight, "I won't be rough, I promise."
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"Hmm... Poor non-pegasus ponies." Dunder said and looked into the forest. It seemed especially eerie. "I guess you could say I try to find ponies that are lost and alone and try to help them find their way." He looked at the station, "Doesn't your station get harassed often? I mean, criminals travel along this way and your station looks like a sitting target for a robbery." Dunder said right before his stomach growled.
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"I am travelling. It is my few days off of my work as a chef." He said, "Not really going anywhere." He trailed off a bit. "What is the Everfree Station?" He asked. He landed and sat down on the ground.
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Dunder Blust was flying from Cloudsdale. One of his saddlebags to the right and his rapier to his left. He wasn't expecting to see too many ponies along the way. Usually the roads had small groups that Dunder just passed. But his sight caught the glimpse of a pony carrying a boulder about the size of a stallion. He flew slowly over to the pony, "Hello." Dunder said, "May I ask what you are doing?"
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Dunder Blust was flying towards the town of Appleoosa. He heard there was a party to be held there. He wanted to land already, his light saddlebag and rapier had already been getting to feel more and more heavy and his wings were getting sore. Each flap was getting harder and harder. He landed at the border of the town. He thought there would not be many other pegusi at the party and he didn't want to attract too much attention. He trotted over to the border of the party. He looked over most of the other pony's heads for some place that had free food or drinks.
