Chonico

Glad you ponies like it. I'm thinking once episode 4 comes up, I'll try and post a link to it here as well.

Every time I come here, I'm loosing but then I start winning again... Funny how that works.

I plan to scare children... What? Its Halloween >_> Maybe the classic scarecrow sitting out on a lawn chair or something. Don't know how I feel about wearing straw though.

I remember seeing a trailer for this long ago. Didn't think they actually made it. Its pretty well done and they are making it into a web-series. They seem to be posting a new episode every other Monday. Rated M for Mature due to naughty language and people getting turned to ash. If your a fan of Fallout though, take a gander at this Fan Movie Episode 1 Episode 2 Episode 3 Episode 4

I can relate to this... I will never give up! Never surrender!

Pro: Can lift anything and everything. Nothing gets in your way. Con: Everypony is always asking you to help them move. Wings

Howdy Ya'll If many of you have not guessed yet, I take some pleasure in messing with my friends and co-workers. I always try to keep it light though and harmless, and always try to ease up before it gets out of hand. I'd like to say that this was a recent development, but unfortunately I have always, well, been somewhat annoying since I can remember. Granted I was quieter and shier back when I was younger, but I still had my flair when given the opportunity. This conversation took place sometime around July I think. Maybe June, not certain. Any who, I had posted this on another thread here on the forums. But, seeing as I'm making a habit out of posting such conversations here in my blog, I figured I'd just transfer it over here and give you kind ponies something to read while I write up another one of the conversations I had with my brother. I like to use MSword to type them out and then just copy and paste them here to the blog. That way I don't have to worry about loosing my progress while typing on the forum thingy. Its happened a few times... don't ask but just be content in knowing I am regretting having a mouse with more than 3 buttons on it. But yeah, enjoy Bronies! Manager - "Chonico, can we talk w-" Me - "Can bees squawk?! Ah don think so!" Manager - "Hu-what?..." Me - (Come on say it... no way he's going to say it) Manager - "What? No, I need to talk to you wh-" Me - (Oh sweet yes!) "You need to walk to the zoo!? Then who's stopping you??" Manager - "..." Me - "..." Manager - *disappears back into the back room* Co-worker - "Why do you that to him?" Me - "Whatever do you mean darling?" Co-worker - "..." Me - "No, seriously, you're gonna have to be more specific. I did a lot of things just now like breathing, looking at him, talking..." Co-worker - *sigh*

Actually, while you're in the kitchen, could I burden you for a soda? And maybe some chips? And ranch dipping if you have it? Oh, and while your at it could you bake some muffins?

For many centuries, the city of Canterlot, capital of Equestria, has been the center for the gathered knowledge, expanding commerce, and politics that govern the land. Under the ever watchful eye of Princess Celestia, now joined at her side by her sister Luna, the city has thrived and welcomed any creature, pony or otherwise that has sought audience with the nobles of the land for important matters, or simply sought a day of distractions. While peace is kept through the efforts of the Royal Guard Ponies, honorable and diligent in their oath to protect the princesses, the land, and the ponies that reside in it. The appeal and glamour of Canterlot itself is constantly fed and replenished by the scholars, artists, entertainers and merchants that make it their home, or a valued stop in their travels. If a pony seeks knowledge, he or she simply needs but to search the books found in one of its many libraries or bookstores that adorn every city block. If a pony seeks entertainment or art, the countless venues found throughout the city are more than enough to sate from the most mundane to the most critical of pallets. And, if a pony seeks anything from the latest clothing fashion to the smallest of souvenir trinkets, they simply only have to make their way towards the enormous market district filled with all sorts of ponies with their carts, stalls, shops, or boutiques trying to attract wondering ponies so that they take a look at their wares and products. It is indeed a glamorous, vibrant city filled with the pastel colors of the ponies and creatures that walk its streets. Perhaps, because of that, it is no surprise that a clay covered Pegasus pony pulling a cart would go unnoticed as he made his way through the market district, seeking a suitable spot to peddle his wares. “Just as I expected, Canterlot is still as glamorous as I remember it from when I was a foal… Hmm, I do not believe that the market was this crowded back then. But then again, I was always flying and hardly ever walking.” Nymbus Claypot, or Clay for short, left his home in the Saddleveil Plains in an effort to travel around Equestria and expand the customer base for his business. The cart which he pulled was covered with an orange tarp, and hid its contents from view. Anypony walking by though would have had to wonder just what was inside it since he was walking instead of flying through the air like most Pegasus pony did. The simple answer was that it was simply too heavy to fly with. “Well, this seems as good as a spot as any to open up shop. A bit far from the hustle and bustle of the main market road but quality and beauty is always were you least expect it.” Clay told himself with a chuckle and a grin as he undid his harness and walked towards the back of his cart. Grabbing a hold of the tarp with his teeth and lifting it off the cart, he began to straighten it out as he set it on the floor in front of his cart. The contents of the cart were made bare to all on looking ponies. It was filled with delicate ceramic pieces ranging from exquisite porcelain tea cups, to rough earthen urns and pots. Once the tarp was nicely laid out, he began to carefully take the pieces out one by one and set them on the tarp. Every piece in the cart was hoofmade by him, and each was a testament to the care, effort, and attention he devoted to making them. They had survived the trip out to Canterlot, so he did not want to break any simply because he wasn’t being careful. After a few minutes though, having only emptied about a third of his cart, he was done and ready to start. “There, those should get some eyes looking this way.” Clay thought to himself as he walked around the tarp with a critical eye and stopped next to his cart. “Hmm, guess I should spruce myself up a bit too though.” Stretching out his wings, Clay shook and patted himself a few times in an effort to get rid of some of the dried clay that hung to his coat. It was not very effective. “Hmm, well, I tried at least.” With that, Clay reached over the side of his carts towards the back of it and pulled open a satchel and dug through it a bit. He reemerged holding a bag of tail mix and a book in his mouth. He quickly set the bag on the floor and the book in front of himself as he folded his legs underneath him and laid down. With a quick flick of his muzzle, he opened the book to where he last left off and then stuck his muzzle into his trail mix bag to take a few bites of its content before he began to read. “ZZZZzzzzzZZZZZzzzz” Not a minute had passed by and Clay was now passed out with his face buried in the open book. Pulling the cart had been harder and more tiring that he would have liked to admit.

Did Tails get the answer right? Sorry, need more, I'm drawing blanks XP

Sly... very sly.

Trying the beta right now. It looks really good so far except... I can't hit the side of a barn worth peanuts XP It has been entertaining so far.

ah HA! I just woke up from my nap! En-guarde! ha ha!

Were they involved in art?

I think this is a good sum of this thread... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W132-f43Ubs That being said... Winning =D

COUNTER! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wxoGmVjAsmE

You shall not... PASS! I mean win! You shall not win. Although you do get 10 muffin points for having Applejack as your avatar.

Oh sweet Luna and Celestia I've been absorbed! Oh the horror of it!... Oh, hey, kind of roomy in this here signature. Hmm, maybe some drapes over there and a central rug to call attention to the mahogany coffee table... Yes, hmm... Was he born in the U.S.? Is it John Lennon?

Is the answer to keep bumping this one? I believe it is... Yes?

Not while the victory price is muffins!

All I have to say is... Welp... Nothing really.

Is it Ernest Hemingway?

*Grabs flag and runs* Double Success!

Spades had enjoyed the conversation with the adventurous little Pegasus and their quiet hostess after his magic show. His eyes had long since returned to their neutral gray hue and he had been finding the tea and company rather relaxing. He could not have asked for more after putting on such a show. Well, bits would had been nice, but he had long since already redeem himself to it all being a practice run, so no payment would be needed or asked for. “Bread anypony? Crackers, apples?” Spades read the note out-loud and at the mention of crackers, Crackers the show pigeon perked up and cooed approvingly. Together, the magician and his pet, watched as Rivet stood and fetched the snacks. A solemn yet gentle expression adorned Spade’s face as Crackers the show pigeon walked circles around the plate where it expected the crackers to be placed. The snacks were delivered and Spades gratefully took an apple to munch on while he observed Crackers dig greedily into the plate of crackers. He turned to give Rivet an apologetic gestured and was caught off guard by her expression. “Miss Rivet, are you okay?” Spades asked but Rivet simply kept munching on her apple right before her ears suddenly perked up and her expression turned grim. He too instinctively perked his ear to see if he could pick up the sound too, but his ears were not as trained as hers. He suddenly heard the sharp whistling as Rivet clamped her hoofs up to her ears. “Miss Rivet? What is that-“ But she was off like a bullet across the room. He observed with concern while she dug through shelves and eventually found the tools she was looking for. With tools at the ready, she made for the door but tripped on a chair. “Miss Ri-“ Spades got up from his own chair and called out to her with no avail as she got up and went out the door. He slowly followed but only made it half across the room when he heard the sound of something metallic rupture, the boiler. The hue in his eyes immediately turned to yellow as the adrenaline released from the realization of what was happening took hold and time seemed to slow down. He was by no mean knowledgeable to the inner workings of engineering or steam, but every hair on his pony body was standing on edge and that was enough for him to know something bad was about to happen. Spades was not the most powerful unicorn in Equestria, far from it in fact. His list of spells was limited and they were all basic. But, if there was one thing he excelled at, it was levitation magic. His horn suddenly burst to life as it gave of a shimmering silver light and he turned to look at the table where the small Pegasus Whirlwind was. In a sudden flash of speed, Spades galloped across the room and jumped onto the table as it became coated in his shimmering silver light, right before tackling the small Pegasus filly to the floor. Time suddenly seemed to speed up again as Spades shielded the small filly underneath him and the table flipped onto its side to form a barrier. The deafening roar of the explosion that filled the air was quickly followed by the sound of shrapnel forcefully embedding itself on the side of the house. The structure shook as windows shattered as shrapnel shot through them and the open door of the building. Heavy thumps struck all around the wall behind them and on the table itself as pieces of metal and wood embedded themselves on the surfaces. The table turned barrier had done its job. Spades slowly stuck his head out from behind the table as he continued to lay on top of the Pegasus filly. Crackers the show pigeon was huddled against her. Seeing no other signs of danger, aside from the red glow of fires from the outside, he stood up and turned to check on Whirlwind. “Hey Whirlwind?! You alright?!” The explosion had left him temporarily slightly deaf, he was speaking louder than he meant to. He didn’t wait for a reply and seeing no discernible injuries from the tackle or the explosion, Spades gently took the filly’s face in his hooves and looked straight into her eyes. “Listen! You need to fly to town to get help and bring them here! Fly fast! It’s time to be heroic my adventurous little Pegasus!” He gave Whirlwind a confident smile but his bright yellow eyes betrayed the concern and seriousness of the situation. Spades let go of her face with a pat on her head and nudged her with his head to move. He turned around and began to gallop towards the door as he called out to Crackers. “Crackers! Go with her!” The pigeon cooed once and flew up and landed on Whirlwind’s head as Spades made it out the door. Once outside, he was immediately overtaken by the sight of the chaos. A whole building had been obliterated. Small fires were strewn across the open and pieces of wood still fell from the sky. In the middle of it all was Rivet. Spade’s horn immediately burst to life once again as a shimmering silver light enveloped what had once been a section of a wall or perhaps a roof and it began to levitate. He forced it to levitate over Rivet to shield her from any more falling debris and quickly galloped to her. Once standing underneath the make-shift roof that levitated over Rivet, Spades gently prodded her with a hoof. “Miss Rivet? Come on Rivet… No need to be in such a hurry to become an actual ghost!” Horn still giving off its shimmering silver light, Spades knelt down and gave her gentle nudge with his muzzle. “Come on Rivet! Don’t prove those rumors right! Plus, what kind of reputation will I get if ponies hear explosions follow my magic shows?” Spades was trying to make light of the situation, but his still vibrant yellow eyes betrayed his concern. That mime pony that had tricked him into coming to the light house was really going to get it now. (OOC - WOW, it suddenly became an action RP. Never expected an explosion to occur. Sorry it took me a bit to reply. had to get into the action mindset and make one up for Spades.)