LegoCOBrony19

"Mr. Bowie, stay your sword." Haybrun lifted his hoof, hoping to prevent another fire in the camp. Something hit his mind suddenly. He had forgotten about the recruits slowly returning from their run. "Do forgive me Greed, but I have to continue my military duties first. The blueprints will have to wait." He turned to Greed.

"Quite a story Greed. Look, I'll see what I can do to get you access to the archives, along with anything you may need in the future. But first, I have to see these recruits off to Fort Orchard. It may take about three months or so before they're ready for battle." Haybrun explained the situation, dispite the blunt lie about access to the archives. Not even Lancer had that kind of authorization, and he doubts Greed the military advisor could get in. But what about Greed the spy... "What follows gentlecolts never occured. I know a secret passage that goes right underneath the archives, without having to get clearence. The architect of the Ministry was a friend of mine and he so happened to give me a spare blueprint of the building." Before he could even get the blueprints, he wanted his desk back to normal. "Could I have my desk back?"

"Very well General, i am a fair pony, you answered my question to the...best...of your ability, so you may ask questions of me, though i warn you, this may be your only chance, fates being what they are."... This was finally Haybrun's chance to get something out of him. "Believe me Mr. Greed, I've change fates of thousands within a day during the Griffon Wars, those of my men and of the enemy. Now I only have one question, and this time I was the truth, none of this 'observation' crap. Why are you and your friends here, especially when Equestria is on high alert?"

Haybrun was suprised by this, an advisor; no scratch that, a foriegn vistior made advisor wanted to know about our military history, mainly about him. But is statement about the country to have an army gave him possibilities. "Mr. Greed, What I may tell you does not leave this tent. If any of this leaks out, heads will role; yours included Mr. Bowie." Haybrun shouted to the moving shadow outside the tent near the tree. The shadow stopped what he was doing and entered the tent as well. "Sorry sir. I was just-" His sword swung into the tent pole and was stuck on impact. "It's quite alright. Now you were saying..." Greed turned back to Haybrun. "As you know, the Royal Guard is responsible for the protection of the Royal Family, but they can't be everywhere else protecting the country from foriegn inveders and itself. So they have officers such as myself lead these newly established corps all around the country, ever since the Second Crusades against the Dogs. As for our military history, I can't provide much for you unfortunately. The Ministry, for some reason, is suspending any foriegn visitors from accessing the archives for security measures." Haybrun put it abruptly, to Greed's disappointment.

'Haybrun's Log 'I've never expected a first day quite like this...ever. I'm quite suprised about our 'guests' who chose my area of expertise instead of the Royal Guard Corps, invited or otherwise.' Haybrun wrote in a journal inside the command tent. He heard a little bit of rain, but the sky was cleared this morning by the local weather team. Before he could have a chance to continue, Greed entered the tent. Haybrun still felt uncomfortable about the skull head of his, but he had seen far worse during the Griffon Wars and the Dog Crusades. "You wanted to discuss something, now that I've taking some stress reducers." He gestured Greed to the chair nearby the desk.

"This is going to be a very long day..." Haybrun muttered as he decended down the knoll towards the camp, hopefully to his command tent. Greed followed behind.

Haybrun simply placed his hoof over his face. 'I fought for half my life for this country and this is what I get? A advisor with a skull for a head, a sudden fire in the camp, and a short tempered wanna-be. Can this get any worse?" He thought to himself. He wish just got answered as a sudden explosion came from the field kitchen.

"Very well then, perhaps some other time. As for now, I have some recruits to train." Haybrun walked alongside the new advisor, who was taking notes after the outburst from the green unicorn in the front row. As for his fedora, he didn't mind at all, just so long as it didn't get in the way. When the two reached the end of the column, Haybrun turned around and further addressed the recruits. "For the next few months, your flanks belong to me and to go easy on you, you will conduct a five mile hike around Canterlot and the surrounding area with your full gear, and when your finished with that, you will report back here for final assembly. Tomorrow we head out west to Fort Orchard. The hike will take up most of the day, so by all means take your time, but any recruit who doesn't report here by six this afternoon will be reassigned to off line duties. Get Moving!" He shouted. The column quickly disperesed and began the long day's hike, leaving both him and Greed on the grassy knoll.

"All I know is that you've made some very powerful friends from the Ministry, and heaven knows why they sent you to me for my recruits. General Lancer would have been a better choice for a pony such as yourself, yet you turned down his offer. I doubt you'll learn much from these Coltgrenadiers and Royal guard trainiees." Haybrun replied. Trying to avoid the skull-like mask he wore, Haybrun turned to the recruits. "Recruits. This is our special guest Mr. Greed. He and his colleges will be examining our training today, how we differ from the rest of the Army, and more importantly from the Royal Guard Corps. As you may have already noticed, the uniforms are entirely different from the gold and steel armor for more reasonable attire such as the bucket hlemets and light fabric tan jackets." He turned back to Greed. "The armor restricts mobility and speed much needed for an attack. I'll explain more back at my command post."

(Jump in and out whenever you like.) "Well now, Mr. Greed. As you can see, these are all the ponies I can divert from the front. I trust you have something planned? " A stallion replied to the new advisor, his pipe in mouth. " But explain to me one more time. Why do you need fifty recruits?" He still seemed puzzled about his motives.

RP type: Crossover Name: Lawrence Sex: Male Age: early-forties Species: Earth Pony Eye Color: Hazel Coat Color: Tannish-brown Mane/Tail color: Brown Build: Medium Cutie mark: A Map with compass and journal Origins/Residency: 'The Railyard', Cimarron Mountains, west of Ponyville Occupation: Cartography & Railroad operator Motivation: Getting the Job done, Mornings over the Everfree forrest, Family. Summary: Born into the family business of railroading. His father and grandfather were owners of the Cimarron Railroad Company, supplying the mining camps furhter up the mountains and laying tracks from Ponyville to Appleloosa and as far east to Canterlot until their deaths. His mother was loving and caring until her last breath. He has two siblings: his brother Max and step brother Sketch; a unicorn on his mother's sister side. On certain nights, the trio will go uphill with a barrel of 'Cimarron Specials' and enjoy the night away drinking and talking. He got his cutie mark around the age of fifteen, drawing maps of towns and areas he travelled to with his father and brothers. He is very friendly, loyal, hard working and resourceful. As for his flaws, he's usually a loner, doesn't feel comfortable around strange ponies and can be conservative about politics.

(Multipule OC's can be used) The sun was bearing down upon the company of newly recruited soldiers, standing in files of five rows of ten ponies each. The unsual summer heat was getting the best of them, wearing tan jackets and a steel helmet of a darker grey, while some remained in the Royal armor provided. The saddle bags filled with the new equipment given to them when they first arrived that morning, most had hopes of become Royal Guards, but instead found themselves in a new branch of the Equstrian armed forces.

Nice to meet you. Name's LegoCOBrony19 (Matt to save time) Luckily for you, most of my OC comrades are out enjoying the nice day, except for Lawrence here (also my RP) Don't ask how I got interested in the show but I know that Fluttershy, AJ and Twlight are tied for best pony in my books.

Nice to meet ya. Name's LegoCOBrony19 (Matt to save time) and don't get me started with my OC's.... Lawrence Sketch 'Dustoff' Forrester Newsprint Dulivan and Col. Haybrun, Royal guard ret. Lawrence: Retired? Haybrun: It's a long story... Yes I know thats a lot of OC's to keep track of and yes, I do type down their conversations. Get use to it. How I got involved in all this is still a mystery, but Twilight, AJ and Fluttershy are tied for best pony.

I'm still trying to find these buggers.

Hey-O. Name's.... Lawrence Sketch 'Dustoff' Newsprint and Col. Haybrun, Royal guard.ret. Ok, you guys introduced yourself, now let me get right to it. Name's LegoCOBrony, but I can go with either Matt or one of the guys here. How I got into the show I have no idea, but I do know that the Animation got my eye, after all the stuff on TV today went sour. As for the pony deal, Applejack, Twilight, and Fluttershy are tied for best pony. Yes, I know I have a lot of OCs, but who doesn't? Anyway, Just want to introduce.... well us and hope to enjoy our time here.