Kilojoules

Bo listened to Five-Star go on about the many possibilities of hoof20, smiling wider as the options grew. [colour=#000000]"That all sounds pretty cool."[/colour] he agreed with the minotaur. [colour=#000000]"I'm kind of privy to the thought of more Renaissance themes, so I'd probably end up going with something along the lines of that..."[/colour] he explained, though wasn't sure if Five-Star even really cared about what he preferred. Upon the talk of wargames, Bo wasn't really sure what to say. He was the kind of pony that would protest against war, but because this was a game, he figured it couldn't hurt to inquire about it... [colour=#000000]"What is Warhoof Fourty-Kay?"[/colour]

Bo was definitely surprised that the whole dice-type-system was so easy to understand. [colour=#000000]"So, theoretically, if they made a thousand-sided-die, it would be a dee-one-thousand?"[/colour] he asked, just for the sake of conversation. He followed the minotaur as they moved to a shelf with some books on it. He only briefly glanced at the titles of the books, rather choosing to pay attention to Five-Star. Upon the lifting of the hoof20 manual, he smiled. Though, when Five-Star recommended some book about muffins, Bohemian had to raise a brow. [colour=#000000]"I think I'll stick with hoof-twenty."[/colour] he said, glancing at the minifigs. It was still a new experience, looking at all of this stuff, but it was a good one, too. [colour=#000000]"What else will I need?"[/colour] he asked.

Bo was not expecting a minotaur to greet him, and was caught off-guard by the looming (even if he looked thinner than most minotaurs) figure. [colour=#000000]"Uhh, hi."[/colour] he said a bit awkwardly. There were paint flecks in his hair and on his fur and hooves, but he shook Five-Star's hand nonetheless. [colour=#000000]"Well, I'm new to the whole, uhh..."[/colour] Bo told Five-Star, gesturing to the various RPGs and what-not surrounding them. [colour=#000000]"I was wondering if there's anything to explain the basics? Like, what are Dee-Twenties?"[/colour] Bo ran a hoof through his hair at that.

A grey unicorn stepped through the doors of the shop, a bit reluctant as he looked about. It wasn't a usual thing of Bohemian Blank to come to places like this, but since his recent friend had gotten him to play a short, short session of Ponies and Parasprites, he decided he'd check these 'tabletop' games out. Growing up only the nerds of the school would ever play those sorts of games, and he'd always that it was a bit weird and more than a tad confusing. But, part of growing up is realizing your mistakes, and Bo decided that labeling these sorts of games as weird was definitely one. [colour=#000000]"Uh, hello?"[/colour] he asked, not really seeing anypony yet. [colour=#000000]"Anypony here?"[/colour] Bo called out for good measure. He shifted the beanie on his head to help get the ebon hair out of his eyes.

Howdy! Welcome to the site.

Bo grinned. He always loved it when somepony asked about his art! [colour=#808080]"Well, I like to paint and most of two-dimensional art mediums, but I'm not really good with sculpturing or stuff like that."[/colour] said he. Bo rubbed at his bowling ball, rather absent minded. [colour=#808080]"How about you, Dude, do you do anything 'sides bowl?"[/colour]

Bo chuckled quietly. It had been a while since he'd ever took time to relax for a second and talk to somepony, and he was enjoying himself quite a bit. But, Bo's odd schedules aside, he decided to let himself go for the day. After all, all work (even if that primarily consists of painting) and no play makes Bohemian Blank a dull colt! [colour=#696969]"Well, actually, I'm from Manehatten. I'm in town for an art exhibition I'm hoping to get featured in."[/colour]

Bohemian Blank stood up, walking softly over to the notecard. With a little levitation he wrote down his name in simple, slightly curling script that was clear to read. He quickly turned to look Split Pins the eye as he spoke to him, feeling it was most appropriate to do so. He chuckled softly, nodding at Pins, or, The Dude, as he preferred. [colour=#696969]"Okay, Dude, if you say so."[/colour] he walked back over to Split Pins and, with scorecard in the air next to him, took his seat once more. He set his scorecard down on the table nearby, face up, and relaxed a bit. [colour=#696969]"So, Dude, do you live around here?"[/colour] he decided to ask, not really liking the silence much.

Bohemian grinned wide, enjoying the way the other stallion talked. [colour=#696969]"No, I just stopped by to try out bowling again. I was in town for a family reunion thing, but that's not for another few hours."[/colour] said the grey stallion. Bo adjusted his glasses and took the seat beside the earth pony. [colour=#696969]"Mind if I bowl with you?"[/colour] he asked bluntly, setting his heavy ball down next to him.

Bohemian Blank popped rather gingerly through the doors of the bowling alley, not really sure why it was he had the sudden urge to try out bowling. After all, he hadn't bowled in a long, long time! With a small pep in his step, he picked out the most colourful bowling shoes he could find, and then proceeded to pick out a ball. As with the shoes, he grabbed the most colourful one, which was heavier than he expected, almost dropped it as he first picked it up. He gave a sheepish grin to a nearby pony who had watched him in the act.[colour=#696969] "Hehe, it's 'kay, I've got it..."[/colour] he said through his blush. With a small grunt, he lugged it towards the lanes. He almost passed the stallion sitting by himself, had he not noticed the coffee-colour of the pony's coat. He stopped rather abruptly, almost falling over what-with the momentum of the heavy bowling ball he was carrying. [colour=#696969]"Hi,"[/colour] he said with a small smile. [colour=#696969]"I'm Bohemian Blank. Are you here by yourself?"[/colour] Bo asked, not noticing any other ponies around him.

Kelp nodded at Coax. [colour=#2f4f4f]"Plus, a grotto usually means water!"[/colour] he said with a grin. [colour=#2f4f4f]"And guess what? I can breathe water."[/colour] he joked, though if indeed a need for it came, it'd be there. [colour=#2f4f4f]"Well, you've got your second pair right here."[/colour] Kelp Culler said, shifting onto one hoof to salute with the other. [colour=#2f4f4f]"Now, I'll follow you?"[/colour] he offered, stepping into line behind the stallion. With a bit of a greediness, he took the canteen before he took the lantern, and when he did, he held the lantern in his mouth, and the canteen slung at his side as he made his way along next to Coax now. [colour=#2f4f4f]"Ahnwurs!"[/colour] he said enthusiastically, his words morphed by the lantern.

Kelp nodded ad Coax's words, happy to hear he did plan on only taking one. [colour=#2f4f4f]"Alright, good, if you really can take care of it, then no problems from me."[/colour] he said with a little voice inclination. The hippocamp brought himself over towards the bright lantern and the piece of parchment that coax held. [colour=#2f4f4f]"Well, yes and no."[/colour] Kelp said with a bit of embarrassment, which he recovered from quickly. [colour=#2f4f4f]"I know for sure that it's in a secluded and well, hidden, grotto. I trust you know what a grotto is?"[/colour] he asked before continuing. [colour=#2f4f4f]"I just don't know exactly where this grotto is."[/colour] was all he added, narrowing his eyes at the map. He gave a slight movement of his shoulders that could be considered a shrug. [colour=#2f4f4f]"Searching together would be much more efficient. Plus, who wouldn't want to travel with an upstanding stallion like yourself?"[/colour] Kelp schmoozed with a light nudge of Coax. [colour=#2f4f4f]"But, yeah, be careful with the fire. Heat dries me out faster than just air-drying."[/colour] he added mindfully.