Harv0kz

Warning! Although this RP is to have no Sexual/Excessive Violence/Other inappropriate things/Drugs, This rp concept still has some Mature elements. If you're uncomfortable with the heavy lack of friendship (mostly), tons of guns blazing, and tons of lawbreaking, and tons of other usual unsavoury content usual of an , retreat from this thread now. If you are also uncomfortable with me having absolute and final decision about the actions that occur in response to your actions, please also leave. Equestria, Canterlot. 2075. You walk by the bar as you do your daily rounds. Between the risk of getting mugged or geeked in broad daylight, and getting caught up in rain, your chances of lasting the harsh conditions of the neighbourhood lower each day. You lost your gun to some gangers running protection rackets. Your eyes shift in paranoia as you round the corner, more alert than even a cornered beast. You are prey, and underling of society, slightly above you is the predators, the gangs, the random strangers, and even further up, are the corporations. Superseding even local government and the Royal Court, their ground was extraterritorial, the laws of the city became irrelevant. But those were the good days. Now, you're stuck in a dump, surrounded by the filth of society. Under normal circumstance, you would've been geeked, and faded into dust. But no, you are more than that. You are a survivor, you are a legend among commoners. Albit unsung and under-appreciated, you talent's are sought after by various employers, and your exploits are legend. As you finish reminiscing, you stand infront of a door, looking up at the sign. Coming to a familiar place lifts the spirits inside, as you enter and walk down the stairs, you're greeted by familiar faces. Though you ideas for "fighting the good fight" conflict, you all see friendly faces. For the time being of course. Most are motivated by the tons of bits. You nod your head and find your locker, entering a code into the keypad. It slides open and reveals a locker full of gear. Guns and assorted ammunition, a decent Commlink, a few odd bits and pieces too. You pick up a few of your things, and the Commlink, and turn it it, a message pops up in the corner, and you wave a hoof to open it. "Mr. Stallion has a job for you, you're late." You sigh as you hoof it back up top to join your client. Welcome to the Canterlot sprawls, Chummer. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Shadowrun: Equestria is a roleplaying universe set in the context of the Shadowrun Universe. In the distant future where technology and magic meet, where in Equestria, good friendship becomes rare, as everypony is motivated by money. Giant Megacorporations now own more than Governments ever could. The Princesses are still there, but their power is naught to be seen anywhere, as their superiority has been overtaken by the combination of modern technology that has sprung up in the last fifty to sixty years. Now, those unfortunate enough to be stuck on the streets face many dangers, such as gangs, random criminals, and Megacorporations. There are also anti-racial groups, and various creatures roaming free in the land. No one is safe, only safer. Megacorporation land requires you to be tracked with an embedded chip, and even then, you day job is just you slaving away at a desk job not even on minimal wage. Not a good prospect, since getting fired usually means you end up in the nearest gutter before being transferred to the morgue. The Matrix was introduced in the face of a growing population, and quickly replaced magic-mail and conventional paper. Now Ponies use "Commlinks", devices with Augmented Reality (AR) to interact with the Matrix. And to go even further, they can "jack" (the process of interfacing with a data port directly) into Virutal Reality (VR) for full sensory experience. This of course came with dangers of unexpected memory loss, fried brains, and identity issues. You are a Shadowrunner, a person who performs illegal or quasilegal ("technically" legal things) for clients and corporations, you live of money, and die by money. No matter how you got into the business, your job, is to get the work you're payed for done, and go home at the end of the day without another pony geeking you. You may be a Cyberhacker, refered to as a "Decker", for their tricked-out device called a Cyberdeck, which allows ease of hacking. You could be a street Samurai, a warrior with a code to follow as you do your grim deeds. You could be the Face of a group, a pony able to talk his or her way into places. You could even be a magician that casts magic. In this universe, the magic already exists, so the technology was a long time coming, a growth spurt of technology occurred. Although the magical arts have improved over time, ponies who once had simple projectors, carts and picked Apples with their hooves now roam around in cars and working in boring and brightly lit offices, while others live in the low-lit underground, dealing all manners of decrepit things. Extensive lore details (For the uninitiated into the Shadowrun Universe and for my, and your reference, and for those who need to understand my version of crossover Shadowrun universe) [WIP] Known AA level Corps: Known AAA Tier Corps: Armour Industries: The preferred brand of military and Corpsec soldiers, their guns can be seen used by almost everypony. And while not many can afford them, those that do love the added benefits they have over standard guns, such as an electronic bolt system, and inbuilt perks such as Smartgun systems and integrated accessories. They operate a subsidiary called Guardspony, a mercenary corporation that answers to them. Rumoured to be in good relations with SparkleTech, due to their combined R&D agreements. Appleloosa & Co: One of the biggest Corporations, their influence over Equestria is enormous, due to the fact that they are one of the few producers of agricultural goods, and they are responsible for about 70% of food distribution throughout Equestria, effectively creating a monopoly. Although someponies might say that getting Apple-related products all the time gets a little boring for the taste buds, In order to expand their business, the corporation has begun to buyout smaller A and AA tier companies in order to widen their product selection. Roleplayer details Because of the various roles that opened up with the advent of the technological age, now even other species can hold and use limited levels of magic, while Unicorn powers have increase dramatically. Only Metaponies and Changlings can pursue any form of magic, Aspected Magician and Magician being restricted to only Unicorns, while Changelings and be everything but Magicians. But here are a list of common roles: These can be played around with to create combinations (In Shadowrun, your not fixed into a single roll, and it's dependent on your skills). However, I only ask that you at the most considering of options, that multirole characters should not excel at one role, but not as well as in their secondary role. Don't take three. I will ask for you to tone it down if I think the character's abilities will restrict another's level of involvement. And yes, First come, First serve. You also get a gift pack from me, which includes: - A Basic Commlink - Extra clips (2) for your OWN weapons (Rigger gets one extra clip for drone is applicable) - A Fake SIN and License of your choice (will explain later) - One item of common rarity of your choice (if you can't decide, I'll just give you something when we get rolling) - And a message leading you to your client's location (Roleplay stimuli) Now, why inventory? Because I like to have some control at when you can and can't shoot, and the penalties for doing rash things, Yes, at times there's tons of shooty shooty, but you're supposed to be shadows. It's even in your jobs name. So I'll make some rp derpy things. Ammo clip size: 8 for Pistols, heavy pistols, Shotguns and 6 for revolvers, 14 for machine pistols 30 for Assault rifles, SMGs 100 for HMGs 5 for Rifles (Sniper Rifles, hunting rifles, etc) One for everything else. Firing modes: Single-Semi auto: Pretty much all guns. Burst: Machine pistols, ARs, SMGs, HMGs Full Auto: HMGs, SMGs, ARs I know it's not realistic, but focusing on narrative and making it easier for those who have little knowledge of Shadowrun to join. If you have knowledge of Shadowrun things, feel free to flood your inventory with that kind of stuff, or play your char accordingly. Otherwise I'll assume you have a generic <weapon>, and one of the race choices, and one of the generic a roles. Character Sheet! (AKA You application) And finally, some ground rules and extras: I am narrator, Game master(?), and NPC master. Unless you can find some very, very proper argument and back it up with substantial evidence, my ruling is absolute and final Becareful with what you write in Character sheet. I will assume many things from it, and base my responses off yours, and your skills. While injury is highly possible, and Death is a slight possibility, I will not go overboard with descriptors. You shouldn't either. You should also act your part when downed. I ask that you put effort into your roleplay please. As I mentioned in rule 2, I will respond according to your actions. At least a paragraph. You can NOT play a DRAGON. No exceptions. Forum rules remain in effect here. At worst during combat, things will be just flat out described when it comes to pain. Again, nothing overboard. Please follow a posting order. make ONE post everytime I do, so I can tell my tale of awesomeness. Watch your back Shoot straight Conserve your ammo And NEVER deal with a Dragon Have fun, chummers! Any questions, characters and comments, please post below. GO!

I don't really have a lot, considering I prefer to where the mask of others rather than to assume a unique identity, however, I have stuck with a few, I could go back waaaaay into the past, but meh. Have a few: Snipey - Oldest name. This was back in the day when MSN was the thing, and so after numerous attempts to find a more "unique" name (Come on, taking over fictional personas is boring, at least everyone I knew thought so). Of course, i didn't use my actual picture as profile picture, hence I cycled through various avatars, and on one of them, a picture of a soldier holding a dragunov to the side, made me think some completely inconsistent thoughts about how happy with would be to snipe, hence "Happy sniper" was cobbled to become "Snipey" Dun use the name anymore. Harv0kz - "Ghost of Christmas Present" name. So after it became difficult to use Snipey in most games (username already taken - Bah!), I cycled through some more names based on military arms, vehicles, aircraft, etc. And one struck out the most: The Mil MI-28 "Havoc" (hence name origin). If you've seen the stats, of that attack helicopter, well... lets see... pretty good armour, tons of guns and missiles, just something someone young would be fascinated by.if he wanted to blow things up with a huge explosion. So a little bit of spunky modding and letter-arrangement, and thus "Harv0kz" was born. Fightyshy - Whenever I feel like making people struggle to realize that they've been stomped by a Brony, I use this name. So lets have some more storytime: Once upon a time, Harv0kz was converted into a brony. In his joy to spread friendship, he spread the word, and much to the chargin of others (I swear, at the time in school, I think I was one of the few. See, 80% of all did "cool kids stuff" 10% were ridiculously good at academics, and the last %10 were people who understood the internet). At this time, Harv0kz was still in an Minecraft "clan" (FYI group, society, whatever). I was exploring new territory for clan to conquer (Read: New server to pvp on), and I popped into a town, and said that I was like from some military clan and joined a town on impulse, only to find it devoid of military presence, and so I offered my hand to keep it safe. So yadayada a few months past. I used a default Fluttershy skin in clan uniform, when town government positions opened up. Head of Militia/Military affairs was 'nicknamed' "FightyFighty". And another clan member which I had on station with me said something about "Fightyshy", and so that name came to be. The end. So TLDR: Turned brony, was in Minecraft Clan, prepared server for hostile takeover, manage to hit town government head of military, position nicknamed FightyFighty, someguy said Fightyshy, and thus I reigned destruction. Yea, I prefer things I own to have a flashy story, that includes unique identities.

With regards to the pics in second link, I'm guessing the game will look like one of those competitive TCGs excepted themed as "kid-friendly-and-themed" card game that plays similar to games like MtG or Yugioh, or even that old Neopets TCGS if anyone remembers it. Given the already somewhat announced goods for sale on day one, I can image a cleaning of the shelves day one. Prices of collectors wanting holofoils would be high. Since they claim to have done extensive amounts of research, I can also imagine tons of background chars and littles odds and ends from the show to appear as "common" cards to collect (I wouldn't want at least one major element of the show as a card every time I pick up a booster) And as a footnote: Fluttershy+Critters themed deck FTW!! (If such a thing becomes possible)

Bump to see if interest is continued and added another crazy idea

kazookite, chummer, what is the reason of existence? Pie? Ponies? Incredibly pseudo-algorithmic generation of terms without any objective link? I'm sure it's the last one, most likely, yes. Have you ever wondered what it's like to be a bunch of digital code, I'm sure it'd be boring considering you'd only be ones and zeroes. What else... Spike is best pony? asdf for best train? Apocalyptic rainstorms are approaching, estimating a drop in trans-plastic shielding. Dunkelzahn for president.

Yeah, if anyone needs explaining on where these various ideas come from, either talk to me or use Google if you're still absolutely lost. So hey everyone, I got a few ideas I'd like to pull out for rp. Most of these are just direct ponifications, but I'm going to try keep it so that the spilling over still remains natural to the feel of whatever is being crossed-over/ponified. 1. Warmachine/Hordes Crossover: Basic description: Warmachine/Hordes is a tabletop set in the land of the Iron Kingdoms, otherwise known as Immoren. It's a Steampunk world with elements of Fantasy and magic, where factions are contested against each other for their own causes. What I like between the two is how both Warmachine and Hordes are different in terms of their canon (Warmachine: Steampunky with magic, Hordes: Full on fantasy.), as well GIANT STEAM ROBOTS, and GIANT FANTASY BEASTS. All in all, quite rich in exploitable content IMO. The Idea: Add some ponies, set them as freelance/mercenary ponies, bind them all together with a contract, send them off on their way, and so begins their escapade through the ponified Iron Kingdoms. Regular adventure, filled with dodging enemies, fulfilling tasks, and so forth. I honestly want to try implement a rudimentary character stat system here, just to add unpredictability. 2. Dust Warfare/Tactic Crossover. Basic description: WW2 Weird-War. Mechs, Gorillas, Zombies, Alien compounds, Jump troops. The year is 1947, and the world is literally still killing each other, the Axis are still there, the Allies broke their alliance with the USSR, who formed the Sino-Soviet Union (SSU) with China. Most WW2 elements still exist, it's just abit... sci-fi. The Idea: This kinda setting makes a good, typical NLRvsSolar Empire scenario, however, this this idea can pan out in many ways. There is nothing that speaks specifically of mercenaries who seek wealth and so forth however, so this could end quickly if everyone is on separate sides, if people are on one side however, the story could go anywhere. I'm flexible with the mechanics here, maybe as far as to leave them behind for the good old fashioned descriptive rp. 3. Shadowrun Crossover For those who don't know...: Shadowrun is a Cyberpunk Science-Fantasy game set in the 2050s (or 2070s, as is the background given in the 5th revision of it's rpg rules). In 2012, the "Awakening" brought back Magic to the world, giving rise to the usual fantasy creatures, orks, trolls, elves, etc. Since 2012, the usual cyberpunk technological advances came to, thanks to megacorporations, some which transcend national law, there is a gap between those who work for corporations, and those left to the cruel streets, where local gangs make their home. Players play as a "Shadowrunner", a guy (well, pony) who does "deniable" jobs for others, such as smuggling, killing, kidnapping, tracking, etc. The role play idea...: The way I see, this can pan out in two ways: 1. Using the traditional landscape of Equestrian, the "Shadowrunners" can be "deniable mercenaries" who work for the various ponies of Equestria. Of course, typical outright death is not allowed. Something along the lines of covert sabotage or espionage would be in order. Technology would remain same, if not the advanced tech being exclusive to the pony. 2. Bring Ponies to the context of Shadowrun, by supplanting Equestria with massive sprawls of technology (because the fantasy element already kind of exists, so the awakening in this case would be something akin to mechanical or scientific enlightenment). Iconic towns and cities such as Canterlot, Ponyville, Cloudsdale would be "modernized" in a way that fits Shadowrun context. Megacorporations and institutes could be named after certain things in the show (eg. Rainbow Factory co., Sombra Industries, Apple Family Enterprises (AFE), Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns and Mechanics, etc). Of course, like option one, jobs will have to mellowed out as to comply with forum rules. But who says exploding buildings and covert operations (within limits ofc) are 18+ stuff. For this option, I don't mind doing it using mechanics or purely through storytelling (Got Shadowrun 5e book.) Went ahead and updated with a third option, and I'm bumping to see if anyone still wants to give these crazy ideas a shot.

Look carefully again... I did...

Character Name: Ignius Race: Earth Pony Gender: Male Coat colour: [colour=#660000]#660000 (Looks like a very dark shade of red, kinda like Blood Red)[/colour] Mane/Tail/Markings colour & Style: Mane is shortly cut and roughly arranged, as if it was ill maintained or neglected, shows signs of being cut in battle. Same goes for the tail, but most strands of hair are ill-placed. Both hair elements are coloured [colour=#a9a9a9]Dim grey[/colour]. He has a scar on his left cheek, gained in battle with one of his more stronger opponents. Eye colour: [colour=#b22222]Well apparently, the colour picker calls it "Fire Brick"[/colour] Physique: Slightly bigger than usual Earth Ponies, muscular, the seasoned and veteran look. Hometown/Province of Origin: Violi (+2 Str) Element of Chaos/Harmony: Hatred (+1 Str) Perk: Berserker Skills: Speech Strength Stealth Smarts History: The colt of a retired warrior sired by a Stallion from Violi, his mother perished during a great upheaval after three years, far too young for Ignius to remember, and his Father worked his time around their small part of the province, keeping their townsfolk out of danger, repelling encroaching monsters and bandits. Life was hard, food was minimal at best, and free time was spent with his Father training with the axe and he sword. Although Ignius aspired to be more than just another pony forced into a life of a warrior, it was either his fierce temper against those who poked humorously about his parents or his limited perspective on academia that prevented him from going on with a normal life. Each day was a training routine of discipline, each session allowed him to master his weapons, to defend those he would be entrusted to when his Father would no longer be able to. All that changed after one fight. A group of bullies was gaining ground in the school, and they were brutal, as their wrath extended to everyone, including Ignius. For days, they decided to make him the prime target, poking at his attitude, poking at his future, his family. Then they poked as his Mother. The fair mare who his Father had spoken of highly and dearly. He would not stand it. So he went up to their leader, and landed a hard punch at him. The others looked towards their leader, then back at Ignius, before charging at him. Try as he might, he was still outnumbered four-to-one, despite both skill and strength, it was clear that even when he took out two, he was tiring. And just as he was getting cornered, he felt a sudden surge of energy through him, different from adrenaline. With a surge of fury, he quickly delivered quick and painful, but not fatal blows to the other two, leaving them on the floor in pain. And just as he stood over their leader, he was stopped by a passing teacher, which after due process, he was expelled. Much to the chagrin of his Father, who hoped his training would keep the young colt's fiery spirit down, but it didn't, it went as far as to grant his Cutie Mark, an axe on fire. Fast forward a few normal years, and Ignius joined his Father, the axe his favored blade, his strategy next to none, but his determination unbroken. At this point, his Father only taught basic discipline and survival in the realistic world, but when it came to battle, Ignius' spirit was next to none. But eventually, he would be pushed into another level. One day, a group of marauding bandits raided the town, setting ablaze structures, and taking the innocent captive, as this transpired, Ignius knew none of this, as he was out hunting, but when he returned, he was faced with a heart-wrenching scene. All ponies gone, a town burned out, and his Father's absence only made him assume the worst. Ignius thought that he would live on like his Father, and when he had his colt, he would teach him, and perhaps Ignius would cool down. But since fate had other plans, Ignius hated fate. He hated the bandits from their wanton destruction. He hated it all. And as that anger grew, his judgement was clouded, and his perception of justice twisted. For him, there was no mourning and moving on, no attempts at happiness, and definitely no more family. Going back inside the remains of his house, he gathered his belongings, and when he was satisfied, left his home for the outside world. To hunt down those who committed such atrocities, to sate his hatred with the ending of scum, to ease his mind knowing that the devils who caused destruction were gone, and to satisfy his need for vengeance. And he would start, by severing the links to the heart. ((Abit violent history where I applied abit of Euphemism to keep it site-friendly. Tell me if it's still too violent, or not violent enough.))

Ponies, Parts, and Papers A Tabletop Miniatures and Pen&Paper rant/critique/paint blog by yours truly, with a spin of pony. Also subject to offtopicness. Placeholder title and first post. Image: Princess Luna themed Dust Tactics/Warfare SSU KV47 A/B/C, note top is abit cut-off, phone cameras. Greetings reader! If you are reading this, then you may have taken interest or had your attention averted here for whatever reason, be it the name, description, or just the fact that this is a new blog among the many existing. Regardless, I hope you stay awhile, because that one mech above isn't the end of content, infact, they is more to come... So what to expect (Be warned, most of these things will include my personal opinion on the matter, coupled with occasional references to the source material used to come to conclusions, in most cases, I could be wrong, mistaken, or misinterpreting things. Go easy and light on my, it's the first time I've done such a blog): Amateur painting of miniatures from various models, games, some ponified, some cross-overed, and some just, plain normal. Feel free to critique and advise on this stuff, as of this date it's only been my 6th day picking up the brush. Discussion on model aesthetics, such as their looks, and my opinion on potential paintjobs and their mechanical stats in the games they belong in. Though I will mainly focus on Dust Tactics/Warfare, being the main miniatures I collect now (http://www.dustgame.com/), I hope to eventually being to purchase and even play more games, such as Warmachine/Hordes (Though I lean towards the former. Because Warjacks), and maybe I'll throw in the occasional Marechanicum Techpriest or Luna Wolf when the market loosens. I will only do miniatures I have though, so expect some content bias here. Talk on Pen and Paper systems, such as Dungeons and Dragons 3.5e (Not familiar with 4.0e, sorry), the Warhammer 40K D100 games, maybe I'll throw in GURPS if I ever get to reading it, and anything else interesting I scrounge up. Random stuff, anything else I feel adding on the spot, though I'll keep these low, this blog is about the non-digital gaming world after all. Oh, and of course, regular pony things. Because Ponified just sometimes doesn't feel right. So uh, yea. That's all the things that will be happening right here. Updates will be sporadic, I'll try to keep this blog content-filled without looking like I'm spamming and as correct as possible in canon and mechanic, correct me when errors are made. And eventually if this blog does pick up some steam, I'll try to deliver on requests. Until my next post... Ponify softly, and carry a bunch of model soldiers

Yea, I've been running into this error also. Although this is my second time, the last time it happened, the it was what I would define as "the whole day" for me. So yea, just my two cents, but either it randomly occurs to certain people, or everyone experiences it. I will say though, that they've been quite annoying and random. Nil warning.

Tis to be expected from a Russian company. That patriotic pride. Though I fly American/Russian aircraft, I still do somewhat fine. I usually end up top 5-10 on the leaderboard, even if the game itself was lost. The trick with Russians is that their planes just SUCK at turning without pushing their stamina, but I guess that's my deductions. I guess flyin with G-Tolerance training pays off. I wonder about flight models though, because I haven't been on in a few days, due to bad internet.

Anyone heard of or play this game? It's made by the same people who developed the Il-2 Sturmovik series of WW2 flight sims, but made for large-scale multiplayer combat,and eventually will expand to ground and naval combat (it's only open beta,but pretty much anyone can play). The game's technology focuses around WW2-Pre-coldwar. So don't expect missiles and jets. I'm looking around for some flying buddies for what it's worth. Anyone can play with anyone anywhere, but that's just the game right now, combat isn't very lag-filled either. 380+ ping without random spazzing speaking here. Linky linky for the interested: http://warthunder.com/ My IGN: Harv0kz

About Myself: Hobbies include: Gaming, tinkering, ripping apart and piecing together digital tech, shredding, generally surfing the internet, watching (some, and at times as well) anime. Somewhere in: Unrealistically, in a spaceborne battlecruiser, realisticly, somewhere in Asia. Extra notes: None other I can think of. How I found Canterlot.com: Some reddit pic. Can't remember How I became a fan of MLP:FiM: Something to do with school and a few months of excess influence. Or was it curiosity? My favourite main cast pony/s: Fluttershy,Twilight Sparkle,Pinkamina Diane Pie So uh... not sure if any of you guys remember me (or knew me to begin with at all), given I kinda "vanished" without a word. Long story short, life caught up, senior year hit hard, and I find myself juggling roleplay time, game time, chill with friends time, and schoolwork, so I had to make some cutbacks or face an overload of events and the lines between reality and virtual being blurred, So here I am, months later, with a fresh mindset, a much more stable time-slotting, and the same thirst for adventure I first had coming here. I will be rolling overhauls on my personal things, such as my chars, profile, etc. Hence, if a mod eventually reads this, could they go over and remove/lock/relocate/reclassify/whatever other word every single 'active' char I own (I remember I had one or two) from the 'accepted' list, with thanks in advance. So um... am I missing anything?

Thanks, but that would really be Amber's cupo' tea. I'm focusing more on personal development without the use of the occupation as a primary method before I think of anything else.

I will be playing the role of Amber Cross, one of my approved OCs, in a attempt to garner my interest and motivation. Nonetheless, I'll put up a link to the bio and some basic points. Link: Basic things: - Young Mare - Works as a private practiconer of medicine and alchemist. Sorta also a experimental approach pony - Lives in ponyville, but I expect rps in places around the Foothills and Heartlands of Greater Equestria. - Normally shy, but can be very expressive in a happy and cheery manner when around ponies close to her - Very busy and dedicated to her work, possible to say proud, but she doesn't boast about it. Well, the rest is in the bio. I'm not feeling up to being the first one to throufh up ideas, so I'll let y'all come up with something I can work off.

((I suddenly lost cotrol of the rp, what happened.))

"I am no stranger to Ponyville, thank you." He said to Bright, "Nontheless, it's been awhile since I have come here. More clients stepping it up in Ponyville." he added. "We could go now, if you want." he said. "So I guess I will see the rest of you ponies tomorrow, same place?" Solven asked, now unable to resist a slight chuckle at Gear's suggestion of setting up a tent. "You know, Gear, a stone or wooden structure won't fall, but a tent might." he managed to say to Gear after controling his chuckling.

"What a coincidence, miss Bright, I happen to be staying in the same inn." Solven said. "Oh, and Gear, do try to remember why we are here. Called out by some ranom pony." he added, just incase he got ahead of himself, and if he did, work was an excuse Solven could pull. Always.

He sighed in defeat.At least I can keep an eye on them, see if they do anything funny. He thought. "Against my better judgement, lets do it." Solven simply said.

"That's not what I meant. It's not during the time after you make the construct. It's when you are making it. That is when you can dangerously make it too perfect" Solven simply said, unchanging in his stance nor position.