Opal

*Walks up to the grave, tosses a few flowers, and turns his back, too depressed to say anything.*

Welcome to Canterlot! If you've only seen a few episodes so far, you're in for a treat as you work your way through the rest of season 1 and 2!

This. So much. Welcome to the site, hope you enjoy it here.

Anything really, really sour. Warheads are the closest I've come so far, and I'm actually wanting to try something with more kick to it. If anyone knows where I can get something like that, tell me.

Honestly, the song alone in baby cakes made me want to rage quit, and none of the others are really my favorite, other than Return of Harmony. So I used process of elimination for the last two.

Return of Harmony

Putting Your Hoof Down

Lesson Zero

Warriors fans unite! Actually, I shouldn't be the one to say that, as I haven't read them since halfway through the power of three. However, I shall catch up eventually.

Welcome to the site, by the way, hope you enjoy your time here.

Nurse Redheart entered the shed, and stared in astonishment. So this is where they keep sick ponies these days, she thought to herself. It's amazing the grey pony in front of her didn't die from some sort of infection, it was so filthy. Shed was definately the correct word for this place, although heated was sort of a strech. Turning the stallion over, she checked his pulse, and made a note to get him out of this dump as soon as it was possible. Unfortunately, the hospital was way too overcrowded at the moment to take in any more ponies, but as soon as a spot opened up she would bring him there. The most she could do at the given time was provide a heated pad for the stallion to sleep on, which seemed to ease his pain a bit. Walking out of the shed, she turned to catch one last glimpse of the pony, hoping she could move him out in time to do any good.

Well, show canon suggests bowling, which uses their hands. Fluttershy also wore an American football helmet. So I assume they could play any sport we can.

Snapshot heard the sandpaper voice start rubbing against the grain again and cringed. Peeking back around the corner, hae sw a large group of ponies had just entered the museum. She probably wouldn't stop talking, so he braced for the worst.

Looking at the picture in front of him, Snapshot wondered how someone could capture such a realistic scene without the use of film. Photography was on thing, but to actually be able to draw entire worlds from you own mind was way beyond him. This was one of the many reasons he never got into painting. He cringed again as the hag spoke to the next customer. Sighing, he moved onto the next picture.

And my misspelling of welcome.

...yes...get along well... xD

I will just take the liberty of fixing your post.

Also, the first half is a run-on.

Spelling, Grammar, and Punctuation nazi? We should get along fine then. Welcome to the site. Fixed

Always nice to see someone like something they never thought they would. Welcome, glad you could come.

Spelin' Grammer an' puncuation natzi we shuld get olong fine then. Welcom to the sight.

Also, this site's active as all getout. You'll probably get about five different welcomes just tonight.

- Line Rider / Video games

- Drawing

- Music (Tenor Sax)

- Reading (Sometimes. I've let this one slip a bit.)

- Mountain Biking (Now that I live in Louisiana I guess it shouldn't be considered that, but If I had anything larger than a small hill, I would gladly ride it.)

- basic HTML (I've also let this one slip.)

- Sitting on my bum in front of the computer.

Actually, I'm suprised I came up with this much stuff. It feels like I do a lot less.

Frankly, the only pony with a confirmed sexuality is Rarity, because she did try to hook up with Blueblood. So my general idea is that if we believe all of the other ponys to be straight, then why not include Rainbow Dash? She really doesn't act that much different from the rest of them, aside from being boastful and a show off.

@SaucySpider: I hope I don't fit in like a tetris piece' date=' or this might not end well..[/quote']

Who knows, with any luck, we might be able to keep this game going quite a while. We might even reach level 2!

Meanwhile, inside the museum, Snapshot was just starting his self guided tour. He had never been here, and new places were always fun for him. As he walked up to the front desk, the receptionist pointed at the device around his neck. "No cameras allowed," the old mare said, her voice sounding like it could be used as sandpaper.

"Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am, I'll just go find a place to hide it and come back, okay?" Snapshot immediately turned around; he walked out the door. Walking around a bit, Snapshot found a suitable place to put it, donned a shirt, and returned to the front desk.

The receptionist eyed the shirt with curiosity, but Snapshot just passed it off as him being cold, and that seemed to work for her.

"Thank you for visiting, we hope you enjoy your stay," she said. He would never get over that voice. As he rounded the corner, Snapshot took the camera out from where he had strapped it to his stomach, and disrobed himself before putting the camera back around his neck, where it belonged. It's not like he was going to take any pictures, he just couldn't part with the device. And besides, getting it past the front desk made him feel like a bad flank, which wasn't something he felt often.

What is this, a scientific gamer who enjoys sprite and bad puns? Great Scotts, I've found my duplicate.

Insanity looked like she was about to try and stand, which Snapshot was very hopeful she didn't do. That would cause more trouble than nessecary, and she needed her rest. As he watched, her eyes started to move around as they came back into focus.

"You wouldn't happen to know where your bottle would be, would you?" he questioned. "I could go get it while you stay here." It was doubtful that she knew anything that happened after the tornado, but it was worth a shot. Especially since the bag seemed rather important, even if he didn't know what was in the bag in the first place. Actually, maybe I should find out what I'm really looking for before I look for it. He thought to himself, before voicing his thoughts aloud. "So what's in the bag, anyways?"

xD I've already been there. I was opalrider. Thanks for the offer though.

Haha, as much as I was hurt by that troll comment of his, he was far from my least favorite on that show. The two that got on my nerves was that football jock looking guy and the asian, both of which I'm pretty sure are too stubborn to even consider watching the show.

However, I suppose it's only right to welcome this man to the herd. It must've took a lot of guts to wear that shirt on the show afterwards.

"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.