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  4. Running of the Leaves: Stage Two- Sweet Apple Acres (Closed: See OOC Topic)

    in 2012 Running of the Leaves

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    [colour=#008000]Greenshot Apple[/colour] had noticed he was catching up to the two pony just in front of him. A tan unicorn going alongside the purple Pegasus whose cutie mark he just noticed slightly and the first name that came to his head was Sugar Apple. He had a good memory of many of the relatives in the Apple family, but there coat and mane always made it hard for him to distinguish one from the other. Thankfully, cutie marks always made the right connection. Not sure if his assumption was right and since he noticed the Pegasus or Sugar Apple slowing down for the tan unicorn decided to just, this once, speed up.

    Greenshot began to trot at a more rapid pace so that he could come up alongside the two and nod his head towards them. “[colour=#008000]Howdy Do. Hope ya won’t mind me passing you two up. Nice to see you Sugar Apple?[/colour]” Greenshot Apple gave a smile and went back to looking ahead of the path to make sure no obstructions were on the road. He noticed a pony sleeping under a tree. A smirk now firming on his face, he wanted to see the competition active so his horn glowed and made his magic shake the tree’s branches which made a bunch of leaves fall on top of the sleeping pony.

  21. Running of the Leaves: Stage Two- Sweet Apple Acres (Closed: See OOC Topic)

    in 2012 Running of the Leaves

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    [colour=#008000]Greenshot Apple[/colour], with the number 27 on his flank, was feeling quite content since the start of the race. Trotting passed just a few ponies and even a donkey, Greenshot continued his own race. Feeling the gurgle of hunger getting to his stomach which in turn made him nearly lose concentration long enough to have hit a noticeable rock in clear sight. That could have been a racer’s worst nightmare.

    Coming up to a slightly familiar path, Greenshot noticed stands giving out Apple Cider and such to the racer’s even though there were lines as well. “[colour=#008000]I can’t stop to get a drink I’ll get far behind in this race if I do that. Best to just buck an apple and eat it while I trot.[/colour]” Greenshot Apple thought amongst himself. Noticing no more stands. He saw some ponies just leaving an apple orchid and came up to an apple tree. Turning his body around and lifted his hind legs to buck the tree with his hooves. Quickly seeing an apple fall, his horn began shining to grab the falling fruit and returned to trotting at a normal pace. As the fruit came floating down to his mouth, Greenshot began to eat at it. Happy to see his cousins at the stands, he could have sworn he saw several in the race as well. Maybe they were just the ones in front of him? Either way, the view of the orchids and trees were beautiful which he was told they would be. Finishing the apple core and all, his stomach felt much better. There was no gurgling or pains and Greenshot was focused to catch on up to whomever was ahead of him.

  22. Running of the Leaves: Stage One- Ponyville Start Line(Closed: See OOC topic)

    in 2012 Running of the Leaves

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    Today was the day of the Running of the leaves. As usual, [colour=#008000]Greenshot[/colour] started the day with a bad start. First, he almost missied the train going from Canterlot to Ponyville to start with. Secondly, was not able to get breakfast or even a snack from his mother's pastry shop. When arriving to Ponyville, had just enough time get a quick bite at a sandwich shop and nearly dropped it on the ground. Finally, he had hopes of getting a quick spa treatment never wanting to go to the start of the race or competition looking all mangy and dirty, but had to skip not wanting to miss it and just did his own mane and tail by shaking his head and flank until his tail and mane just went to there original style.

    Trotting up behind all the other ponies and creatures who were already at the starting line, Greenshot was already behind and was going to need to hussle with the number 27 on his flank. There was no way he was going to win this event with all the other athletic looking creatures, but he was going to try his darnest to get up in the pack as the race progresses. Greenshot flared his nostrils and stomped his hooves several times onto the ground, ready to get this race going, ready to see what he was up against.

    During his train ride, Greenshot's strategy was to begin a paced race not run straight away and keep that way, but just pace himself and only muster whatever strength would be left near the end of the race. In his mind, his thoughts raced between nervousness for the wait that seemed to feel like forever, the honor it was to be able to run in a race like this and to not screw anything up, to pay attention to the path and the others that would be in front of him. "[colour=#006400]Good Luck EveryPony.[/colour]" Greenshot decided to shout out loud

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