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"Did that old guy just say he was with nursing?" Snapshot said, momentarily distracted. "Life, I feel so sorry for you, having to study under that grump." Turning back to Herbal, he picked up where he left off. "Oh, my name's Snapshot. Just got here yesterday. And I take it you get fine dining over there with Sir Juniper?" he said, pulling a stab at Berry's previous comment. He looked over at the blue stallion, who was still shamelessly flirting with Life.

"And I thought I had woken up on the wrong side of the bed," Snapshot mumbled to himself. Of course, he wouldn't actually say that to the professor, that might actually be one of his teachers. He shuddered at the thought. Looking at the older Stallion, he smiled as big as possible without it looking cheesy. As he said this, another Stallion came bursting into the circle, full attention on Life. "Woah, man. Quite an entrance you got there. Gotta try that sometime," Snapshot said, laughing. "Man, we got ourselves a little group forming over here, and to think I'd be hanging out with the popular crowd so soon." Turning to Herbal Cure, he laughed again. "So I guess you got dragged along for the ride, huh? He really is quite the ambitious type."

Hello, and welcome. Like your avatar, by the way. Did you draw that yourself?

"Heck, I dunno," one of the unicorns told her. "But there's nothing else for you to do here, kid. Run off to your parents or something." They turned away from the filly, dragging Snapshot along with them. Taking him back to Ponyville, they placed him in the corner of a shed until proper treatment could be given. There he stayed the night, still unconsious. Snapshot woke from his slumber with a fly on his nose. Turning over, he threw up a stomach-full of water into the corner where he had been laying. His body was completely numb, he had no idea where he was, and he felt plain terrible. Not knowing what else to do, he fell back into a deep sleep, rolling over into a more comfortable position, not that there was a comfortable one to begin with.

I honestly never thought of specific reasons for liking a show. I dunno if it's just me, but this show is one of the first that people seem to need to find reasons to like. Anything else, (ex. Avengers, the Harry Potter series) you could easily just walk up to your friends and say "that was an awesome show," and they would smile and nod. And that's exactly how it works for me. I like the show because it was appealing to me, and never really needed another reason.

Soarin only likes his pie. xD I think we have a love triangle going on.

xD oh, my bad. My iPod cut off those last few words.

As soon as I saw your post title I was tempted to start talking in that style. However, I'd look rather weird saying it. I'm way too nerdy to make that stuff look good. Also, real world news would imply that there is any world outside of ponies. I refuse to believe this. xD

Ahem, social expirament time: Bloomberg+Tom is best ship. Let the discussion commence.

"I'm Snapshot," he replied. "As for the rush, heh, you probably would be leaving in a hurry as well if you ate what's in that building." He pointed to the doors behind him. "Not the best stuff in the world." Noticing Cloud, he held out his hand. "Hello, I'm Snapshot, nice to meet you."

Oh that's right, you were that guy at the live stream the other day. Welcome to the site. Hope ya have fun and stuff. , Appletwist.

Snapshot woke to his alarm, and rolled over to hit the snooze button. His hoof unfortunately missed, and he found himself wide awake on the cold hard tile of his dorm room. Originally, he wasn't too enthusiastic about going to school again, however, once he heard he could major in photography, he was more willing to comply. He didn't have enough money for a private room, however, his new roommate didn't seem too over the edge (someone can join in, or I could NPC later on). Floating his camera around his neck, he walked out of the room, and headed across campus to the cafeteria. He didn't care what the other ponies said, it had to be better than Ramen every day. Of course, he started doubting this judgement as piles of colored mush were slopped onto the plate. Snapshot paid, ate quickly, and got out of there as soon as he could. In his rush out the door, he almost ran into a grey unicorn, similar to himself. Her hair was different, black and pink instead of his bluish green, but could've passed off as siblings if they mentioned it to somepony. "I'm so sorry," he said to the mare. "Are you alright?"

Well there could always be something in the bag that the mane six need, in which case you're all "I can do that!" Head off with them and drag me along for the ride. I could also find some sort of evidence of who did what and catch it on film, making me a valuable person to the team and draggin you off with us in a similar manner. Or both could happen, of course.

Snapshot opened the door and squinted as the sun reflected off of the snow. The whites and blue tints lightly brushed everything in Ponyville, giving it a cheerful atmosphere. Taking a few steps outside, Snapshot shivered, and quickly put his hooves back inside the building. He wished he could take his fireplace along with him during the short trip, however, he knew that he couldn’t. Snapshot made a quick run through the house, picking up all of the necessary items, (his camera and his tripod) and then headed for the doorway once more, this time fully expecting the cold that would greet his hooves as he planted them in the snow bank outside his house. Walking away from his house, he said hello to a few of the ponies he passed before leaving the town. As Snapshot wandered, he made his way slowly over to the lake near Ponyville, planning to use the darker blue of the thin ice as contrast to the lighter snow of the surrounding area. Hanging his camera from a tree, he figured a nice place to set his tripod, and started out across the lake. While the ice was sort of thin, he imagined that his light bodyweight wouldn’t do much to break it. He was a very careful pony, after all. Soon enough, he found himself right near the center, and it was the perfect spot to set down the tripod. Taking the device off his back, he set it down right as a resounding *crack* filled the silence. Snapshot jumped at the noise, which proved to be a terrible mistake. As he came down on top of the ice, it split into four or five large chunks, tossing him into the frozen pond. Snapshot’s head went a couple of feet under the water, and he swam to the top, trying to catch a breath. He was unable to, though, when two pieces of ice smashed right where his head was about to be, closing off any chance at air. Unable to hold his breath much longer, Snapshot passed out, unconscious.

"I did hear them say something about you taking care of some of the animals," Octavia chimed in. "Are they okay?" Her attention was now divided between the two goings on, the Stallion in the cake still at the front of her mind.

((OOC: I just realized that Sketch got back. Sorry I took so long)) So much of the work was physically draining. Snapshot soon realized the obvious truth. "I'm out of shape," he said to himself. Of course, that didn't mean he couldn't help out. He was still more than capable of moving the rubble, and also took pictures of places where the rescue team still needed to look. Sending the pictures to the team leader, he would then go about his business clearing more of the rubble and wiping his forehead from the sweat that was now dripping down his face. He did realize that there were still plenty of ponies that they wouldn't be able to save, however, he tried to put that thought at the back of his mind and focus on the job at hand. He also knew that he would probably be the one who would have to take pictures for the obituar- Oh Celestia I'm going insane, he thought.

Parallel universes actually aren't that sci to anymore with the introduction of quantum mechanics. What crescent was talking about is actually a well known and semi accepted theory of the universe, and it does in fact ponies do exist. Just not here, unfortunately.

Applebloom was a boss at hula hoop. Nuff said.

Alright, Snowball could work. Although I might need a bit more background on her, so that I might be able to come up with some sort of story.

((OOC: My pony's not white, lol. That's just a line drawing.)) Walking over to the side of the bed, Snapshot searched around for some sort of light source less bright than the overhead. Resting his hand on a small reading lamp, he flipped the switch and a dull yellow glow filled the room. Even this smaller light made the orange pony squint, and shield her eyes with her hoof. Sitting down next to her, he decided to get straight to the point. "I didn't find your bag, or your container," he said. "Once you're better, you might be able to help me look, but that'll take a while." Realizing that he forgot to introduce himself, he held out a hoof to her. "I'm Snapshot, by the way."

Tl;dr, he's a photographer pony, sees the beauty in everything, and is generally friendly to any pony he comes across.

Rarity? Dramatic? Since when, lol? Also, she wouldn't want to hit her head, it might mess up her perfectly combed and (insert quite a few other things she did to it. I wouldn't know the words for them.) hair!

That picture reminds me so much of Suzy Turquoise Blue from the Keys to the Kingdom series.... Oh, uh, welcome. I'm a bit of a gamer myself, if not a slightly unorthodox one, so we should get along fine.

Welcome to canterlot. I hope you enjoy your stay. On a different note, how the heck did you get off of that derpy in your sig without dying when you were done?

I wouldn't mind developing my OC a little bit farther. I assume you have some sort of RP in mind at the moment, or are you still brainstorming?