Kalpira

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[ Pony Related Character ] Name: Topsy Turvy Sex: Male Age: Foal Species: Earth Pony Pelt Color: Orange Mane/Tail Color & Style: Both his mane and his tail are purple, and his mane has a few yellow streaks on it and its style is similar to Apple Bloom's. His tail is short and wavy in the end. Eye Color: Light blue Cutie Mark: None yet, but it will be the following: (Juggling clubs) Physique: Normal Residence:He doesn't have a fixed house, because he travels in his parents' carriage Occupation:Still training to entertain ponies as a gypsy, but he wants to truly be a street entertainer like his parents and juggle Motivation: Topsy's motivation is to amuse all the other ponies that surround him. Even though he has never performed in front of a true crowd, he believe that even for his age he would succeed and earn a lot of coins for himself. He also wants to help his parents, even if they earn a lot of money themselves. But with his father's recent injury, he knows he must practice his juggling number even more. Likes: Juggling, making ponies laugh, doing silly things, friendly ponies, the scent of "time" (old items), his family's carriage, complicated tricks, challenges, fruits Dislikes: Thieves, snobby ponies, failing on his tricks, being caught by authorities when he can't be in certain places performing, sugar, gloomy days Character Summary: Topsy Turvy was born in the Everyfree Forest, while his parents travelled to the next city in order to perform and earn some money. It was somewhat creepy place for him to be born, but the first thing he saw and grabbed was the pair of juggling masses that his father had previously been using. Instead of sleeping with teddy bears, Topsy Turvy always slept holding the two masses. He didn't quite know why, but is parents always said that a son from their family would have the blood of an entertainer. And they couldn't be more right about that! Topsy grew like a foal that wasn't that aware about the world around him. His parents taught him the ways of entertaining other ponies, a thing he loved more than anything else. But unfortunately, he was never brave enough to do so, and he always thought that his cutie mark isn't yet on his flank because of that. The mother of this foal, Dancing Anklet, is a very beautiful white colored mare that has the best dancing skills that can be found in the world of street entertainment. She is the one that works hard when nopony else from their group of performers is acting, and earns some extra coins to let her son have some fun when he is not training. Topsy's father, Ember Ring, is a master of fire tricks and dangerous performances. He enjoys scarying his crowd and then do something amazing and let their jaws fall to the ground. He is very talented, and just as Topsy is starting, he started at a very young age as well. Now even by being a simple pegasus, he tames fire and likes to say one day he will be like Princess Celestia. Topsy's family often reunites with other street entertainers, but still Topsy doesn't know half of them. However, he loves performing with different ponies and hopes to be able to perform in front of a crowd some day. Personality: Topsy Turvy is a very active and cheerful pony, and can't stand still for the whole entire day. He simply loves to make all the poies around him laugh, even if he does it by using his goofy side. For being so small and cuddly, he manages to get what he desires, even not being a manipulative pony. He can amuse everypony with his tricks, and can't find evilness in anypony. He likes to help the ones in need, even if sometimes he can't do that much for them.

The purple colored filly trotted though the streets of Ponyville, a large green and magenta lollipop stuck on her mouth. She was humming a happy tune as she moved on, a pair of magenta saddlebags hanging from both sides of her back. They both had a wonderful scent coming from the inside. And the truth was, that filly brought her bags full of delicious lollipops, similar to the one she was currently suckling in delight. Carousel had always loved to hand lollipops over, even if that didn't involve any money at all. She would be delivering those lollipops to a pony named Pinkie Pie, and she till was't quite sure aout who was her. So she kept prancing happily, until she spotted a house with lots of treats all over it and headed towards it. As soon as she entered, the little bell above the door rang, and she immediatly felt a sweet scent in the air. A scent that made her remember the moments her parents tried out new flavours for their own lollipop stash and cart. A wide smile grew on her muzzle right away, and didn't leave even while she was suckling on the lollipop.She reached for the counter, and looked around for a moment. She made her lollipop float in the air with her horn and waited. "Hellooo! Is anypony here? I am looking for Miss Pinkie Pie...

Forgive me for my slightly different opinion, but I don't understand why are people so disgusted of previous pony generations. After al, My Little Pony didn't just born last year with Friendship is Magic. It already has TWENTY-FIVE YEARS. I have to admit that, for example, g3.5 toys are awful, but all the rest is awesome! (not the newborn cuties, be warned)

Wind Mist stepped carefully oer the green and fluffy grass that grew beneath her hooves, her transparent pink dress flowing right behind her. She had a wide smile on her muzzle, and her eyes sparkled with a glitter of their own. Her muzzle was almost completely covered with her usual seethrough veil, with the few coins she had collected over the ears attached to the tips of it. She followed the trail of a passing by bee, that didn't seem to bother that it was night time already. She giggled to herself at such a sight, which made the happiness inside of her grow even more. Her happy eyes were matching the beauty of that place, and the filly herself looked like a creature of that place. In silence, she twirled in her own spot, as if dancing with herself and not caring about anythng else. After all, the Gala wasn't all about acting fancy and stand still in the same place for hours. It was about being herself. After a second wave of crystal-like giggles, the filly finally sighed and kept smiling. But all of that happiness always brought, as usual, her urge to express herself. Her urge to let out how happy she was and how amazed her mind was. So as she kept walking, her crystaline voice made itself hearable as she unintentionally approached the lonely pony. And happily that being sang: "My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold. Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be Who love a jolly sailor bold that ploughs the raging sea. My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold. My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold."

Wind Mist could now hear the ponies speaking, but didn't dare to face them directly. She listened to them talk and talk, and she was sure she could hear the voice of Princess Luna. The scent of night filled her nostrils, even more than normal. That could only mean that she was in the presence of Princess Luna, the younger Princess of the two sisters. Even the calm pegasus felt slightly in distress about the Princess, because she was usually considered a freak next to any pony. Specially Princess Luna, she thought... But once again, something had manage to distract the focus she had on her thoughts. A little grasshopper jumped over her hoof, making her look down and tingle the coins on her veil. Looking to both sides, she stamped the floor with one hoof, making it jump once again. Then again, then again. It made the young mare giggle to herself. She lowered her head, and kept scarying the grasshopper further and further away. The small bug rushed to jump, fearing for his life. But when the grasshopper stopped, it did it over another pair of hooves. They were orange, completely different from hers. When she looked up, she saw the orange stallion with a little rock for a cutie mark.

Wind Mist stopped singing for a moment, ending up with a long note and turning to the white filly that had just addressed to her. She smiled once again beneath her veil. "Hello there.", she said in her kind voice, "I was singing about a tale I heard once when I visited the Gallopacus island. A tale about a sad mare, that had her husband sailing in the high seas. But only later on she found out he was a pirate...", she then explained, her voice almost trembling when she told the last part of the sad story. The ponies around seemed to be pretty social, a thing she had to learn to act. She approached the pony she was talking to, looking quite taller than her.

Wind Mist had finally reached for the ball room, and that truly made her eyes sparkle. It was so full of amazing objects, so many scents, so many ponies! Princess Celestia's Castle was truly something she had always admired, but never dared to visit. However, now she had an invitation. And she could stay there for the whole night! It would be so amazing, being allowed to appreciate Celestia's amazing collection of art. She was specially amazed by the Princess' statue, made specially to the occasion. The young mare was wearing her seethrough dress, made of the purest silk from a far away land. Stitched to it were several golden threads that formed beautiful patterns, including swirls, dots, and intricate drawings. Near her neck, it had beautiful cotton frills that embelished the rest of her dress even more. Even her bandage matched her dress, and she now had a robin feather on her ear instead of her usual one. Of course that her muzzle veil was still there, covering her in a mysterious way. Yet she smiled beneath it, as if keeping everything to herself. In that happiness, she flapped her wings for a few moments, only lifting her hooves a few inches from the ground. She giggled softly, passing by the pair of brightful ponies that were talking happily.

Wind Mist had just returned from the beautiful gardens, and was still amazed by how beautiful everything was. Celestia truly had the best gardens and courtyards, a place Wind Mist was sure the Princess spent a lot of time at. Well at least was what the incese scented mare thought. And she had seen several ponies there, so it meant she wasn't the only one thinking that way. The young mare was wearing her seethrough dress, made of the purest silk from a far away land. Stitched to it were several golden threads that formed beautiful patterns, including swirls, dots, and intricate drawings. Near her neck, it had beautiful cotton frills that embelished the rest of her dress even more. Even her bandage matched her dress, and she now had a robin feather on her ear instead of her usual one. Of course that her muzzle veil was still there, covering her in a mysterious way. Yet she smiled beneath it, as if keeping everything to herself. She climbed up the steps to reach for the main hall, and found all the guards in there. She headed to the entrance, but waited until they could see her. "Excuse me, gentleponies...", she said in her crystaline voice, "Is this the entrance for the Gala?"

The tall and sweet mare paced quietly over the Courtyard, happy for stepping on a green field even of she was near Celestia's Castle. She was glad that the Pirncess thought about every single pony that visited her palace, satisfying the taste of most of them. At least she was glad by having her thirst of exotic places quenched, and the items she had already seen inside the palace left her wanting more, and to explore more. The young mare was wearing her seethrough dress, made of the purest silk from a far away land. Stitched to it were several golden threads that formed beautiful patterns, including swirls, dots, and intricate drawings. Near her neck, it had beautiful cotton frills that embelished the rest of her dress even more. Even her bandage matched her dress, and she now had a robin feather on her ear instead of her usual one. Of course that her muzzle veil was still there, covering her in a mysterious way. Yet she smiled beneath it, as if keeping everything to herself. And once again, while she unawarely paced in th direction of the group of ponies, she sang one of her favorite songs in her crystal clear voice that could hipnotise anypony. "My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold. Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be Who love a jolly sailor bold that ploughs the raging sea. My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold. My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold"

To the gay couple that talks in my back STOP ACTING SO STUPIDLY NAIVE! Everyone knows you two say bad stuff about everyone in class, and still you try to say that you do nothing and we're making it all up. Pull yourself together and at least defend your interests, for crying out loud! I can hear you mumble in the classroom without even trying NOT to be noticed, and when we call up to your senses, you make it sound like we are the bad guys here. I wish I was a guy, so that I could beat the crap out of you two. Dear class mate, You will have a beautiful present when you wake up on Saturday in the camping. Sincerely yours, Kalpira To the people that catch the train/bus/subway when I do Don't you see I EXIST? I know we have to give free space for people to pass by, but come on, I have the right to be where I want and not be under the will of everybody else! And when there are people wanting to leave the bus/train/subway, please stop blocking my way as if that carriage was entirely yours and there was no one around. Oh, and that lady I always find at 7 pm, at least try to explain yourself when you say "there's OTHER PEOPLE" ahead of you. Because when you mean other people, you actually mean YOURSELF. So next time, I will have no mercy.

That garden was such a beautiful place to be! All of those flowers, scents, and if one heard closely, the sounds of so many animals. It seemed to be so vast, yet so mysterious. The sound from the party could be heard in the outside, but still it was possible to hear the sounds that surrounded the garden. That garden was mystic. Nopony could deny it. It could almost show the way Princess Celestia truly was. And all of that amazed a certain filly... Wind Mist stepped carefully oer the green and fluffy grass that grew beneath her hooves, her transparent pink dress flowing right behind her. She had a wide smile on her muzzle, and her eyes sparkled with a glitter of their own. Her muzzle was almost completely covered with her usual seethrough veil, with the few coins she had collected over the ears attached to the tips of it. She followed the trail of a passing by bee, that didn't seem to bother that it was night time already. She giggled to herself at such a sight, which made the happiness inside of her grow even more. Her happy eyes were matching the beauty of that place, and the filly herself looked like a creature of that place. In silence, she twirled in her own spot, as if dancing with herself and not caring about anythng else. After all, the Gala wasn't all about acting fancy and stand still in the same place for hours. It was about being herself. After a second wave of crystal-like giggles, the filly finally sighed and kept smiling. But all of that happiness always brought, as usual, her urge to express herself. Her urge to let out how happy she was and how amazed her mind was. So as she kept walking, her crystaline voice made itself hearable as she unintentionally approached the now dancing ponies more and more. And happily that being sang: "My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold. Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be Who love a jolly sailor bold that ploughs the raging sea. My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold. My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold."

That garden was such a beautiful place to be! All of those flowers, scents, and if one heard closely, the sounds of so many animals. It seemed to be so vast, yet so mysterious. The sound from the party could be heard in the outside, but still it was possible to hear the sounds that surrounded the garden. That garden was mystic. Nopony could deny it. It could almost show the way Princess Celestia truly was. And all of that amazed a certain filly... Wind Mist stepped carefully oer the green and fluffy grass that grew beneath her hooves, her transparent pink dress flowing right behind her. She had a wide smile on her muzzle, and her eyes sparkled with a glitter of their own. Her muzzle was almost completely covered with her usual seethrough veil, with the few coins she had collected over the ears attached to the tips of it. She followed the trail of a passing by bee, that didn't seem to bother that it was night time already. She giggled to herself at such a sight, which made the happiness inside of her grow even more. Her happy eyes were matching the beauty of that place, and the filly herself looked like a creature of that place. In silence, she twirled in her own spot, as if dancing with herself and not caring about anythng else. After all, the Gala wasn't all about acting fancy and stand still in the same place for hours. It was about being herself. After a second wave of crystal-like giggles, the filly finally sighed and kept smiling. But all of that happiness always brought, as usual, her urge to express herself. Her urge to let out how happy she was and how amazed her mind was. So as she kept walking, her crystaline voice made itself hearable as she unintentionally approached the group of ponies. And happily that being sang: "My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold. Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be Who love a jolly sailor bold that ploughs the raging sea. My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold. My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold."

It's perfect! Thank you thank you thank you!

Anvil was still wondering why in Equestria had he been invited for the Grand Galloping Gala. After all, he was just another equine, and a simple one. A bare blacksmith that worked to make a living, and lived for his work. He had a nice bow tie around his neck, together with a white neck. He had not much more than that, only wanting to look natural and show his true identity. He didn't fancy those extremely suits that much, mainly because he didn't have the money to afford such things and felt like it made the ponies look way too futile wearing them. He took a few steps forward, looking around without even caring if the other ponies were looking at him. He kept wuiet, only letting a few "wow"'s escape here and then. He caught sight of a pair of ponies approaching each other, so he watched closely.

Anvil At the Gala, oh the beauty! I will see the amazing shining shields (en garde!) Crafted by my own hooves and shining like the real stars Who knows where have they been, Maybe at the green battle fields? Mist At the Gala, it's so amazing With all those smells it is so dazzling. Hope I can see someone with the same love as me I wanna find the ones, the old ones Full of treasures for me to see! Snails At the Gala? Oh the Gala! All the fancy ponies there, and I seem to be alone Because I haven't got a clue! I stumble on my own hooves Cuz I'm scared to my bone!

Well it's for an avatar here, because I LOOOOOVE these two foals. But anyways, Skye's right there.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fG9Of5CH ... re=related From 2:14 to 2:16. It's the one with the young foals jumping with the bunnies, but without the final part of it when they pose. PLEASE =)

Wish I was THAT talented...

Well so I was looking around MLPTP and found this topic about new pony merchandise. See for yourself:

Truth was that the young stallion wasn't that used to live amongside young children, so he couldn't help but to let out a soft chuckle when he caught sight of all of them behaving. They were playing and trying to drive Tea Cozy nuts just a minute ago, and now they looked just like little angels indeed. And yet, their faces showed how much they were controlling themselves, because they wanted their snacks ready so much. "I will help you, of course!", he said, following the mare to the kitchen and getting ready for any kind of help he could give. He found the milk carts all together over the balcony just with a glance, as if they were ready to be taken. Tea Cozy seemed to be a very organized mare, even for being pregnant and carrying that weight all day. He admired her courage, because he simply dreamt about what he could do for his life, but never really did anything besides working on his horseshoes and shields and ever so on. He liked to keep himself discret, but in his head, it wasn't quie like that that things worked. "They must love you a lot to obey that way!", he said, moving to the balcony and looking for a tray with his eyes, "I guess I've never tried to have any sort of talent towards kids. And in Canterlot you only see them in the morning and then at sunset anyway.", he said, chuckling just like he had done before. Even if he didn't have kids of his own, he knew that was true. Kids in Canterlot just loved to gallop around, chasing each other and playing untl their energies were out.

Oh, which generator did you use?

You're welcome! Of course, it's all stretched if you set it to 100x100..shoulda just stayed with the default size, though I can try to resize it for you. Dun worry, it's fine to me ^^

The shy stallion looked at her hooves by a second, and didn't even think twice before answering. Well of course he didn't work that way when travelling! He was a blacksmith, and that was his job. All the other things he would do, would be for kindness and love for others. That was the way he had been taught, nothing more. "No Ma'am, I have to politely decline your offer of money. I'm here to help, and I'll do it by free will.", he said, being serious during the whole speech, but smiling in the end. And it was true he wanted to give as many helping hooves he could, due to the mare's condition. He rested his own hoof against hers, the one that was holding the coins, and pushed it slightly back, showing his intentions. "I'm Silver Anvil by the way, but you can call me Anvil.", he then said. Now his smile didn't abandon him, trying to let the mare comfortable, even if she was in her own environment. He was ready to help, and looked around once again. "So, you want me to help around here, right? I can start right away, you just need to tell me what's the spot that needs more help and then relax. It'll be ready before you wake up!"

I was wandering in my facebook account, when I found the following video on MLP:FiM Portugal. It is really funny, but at the same time, can it be true? Well I know I have that spot in my brain, that love for ponies and horses, and it's good to know bronies' community is growing bigger and bigger!