Inuchan

I've seen a few ponies around with this link to a 'character gallery' on the side bar thingy on the left. I've even seen the board to make those, but I can't post there and I would like to be able to keep track of my ponies and their adventures! Can anypony help me with this?

(There are four ponies. Not huge. )

"You're so lucky! Goodness, what I wouldn't give for a prime instrument like that." Metal exclaimed, rubbing his hooves together. As he was about to ask another question about the beautiful musical masterpiece, he turned at the sound of hooves clopping on the ground. This pony looked rather depressed.

(Thanks a lot, that really helped )

"Lemonade, sir?" Sour offered a plastic cup of frsehly-poured and glistening lemonade. Not as sour as to fit her tastes, but still some darn fine refreshment. This pony seemed almost out of the ordinary... But there might not be something concerning.. But it was hard to tell these days.

(Manehattan XD)

(Altair Pony! <3 Nice avatar, Cloud )

"Guess I've got the same kind of story as Cloud here." Sour smiled, tilting her head a little to the side as she did so.

"Quills and Sofas?" She asked, more quietly. The mare hadn't heard of that store. Thinking this, she added it to her list of places to visit soon.

Metal 'oohed' and 'aahed' as the guitar model was revealed.

"This must have cost a fortune!" He exclaimed, staring and almost, I repeat, almost, drooling over the beautiful instrument. Lifting his head, he nodded to an approaching pony, and to the one who had set off the fireworks, more interested in asking about the guitar.

"An F-series too.. Wow!"

"Yeah, just wait, I think Belmont is sick.."

Sour said quietly, looking to Marshie, worried. She looked back down to Belmont, who had covered his face with his hat.

"Belmont, come on, we should go to Bon Bon's with Marshie and Cloud." She leant down and nipped his mane, trying to get him to follow already.

OOC:: I've read all of our posts but I still don't get what's happening. >.> Recap?

Ic: Sour twiddled hooves absently.

"You fainted!" Sour exclaimed, alarmed and worried. And then she watched as his face grew red, quite like an apple.

"What, do I have something on my face?" She asked, touching a hoof to her cheek self-consciously.

Metal Song looked up, seeing what looked like fireworks in the sky. He frowned, and rolled over, hooves clamped over his ears. As he opened his eyes, he saw another pony and.. a guitar. The pony, he didn't really care much for, but the guitar looked premium. Blinking, he crept up towards this pony, lnudging the guitar with his nose as the pony played it.

"Hey, what model is this guitar?"

(Only a few ponies please )

The scene was set, the moon falling down from the sky, the stars starting to show their lights like fireflies. The only thing out of places was a bitter and grouchy blue-grey pony. He sat against a brick wall, his ears not visible under his heavy black headphones. Inside those headphones played loud rock music. In fact, the same music he had been named after. Metal Song.

Sour Lemonade looked up to a stallion trotting toward her.

"Lemonade?"

(I'm assuming the mare you mentioned was Sour)

"Ah! Are you okay, Mister?"

Sour exclaimed as Belmont fainted to the ground. Biting her lip, she leant down and poked his shoulder with her hoof.

(Lazy)

OOC: Lucky!! I'm on the last week of term 2. I get to eat snails for French on Monday! Also, sorry Sour is sort of out of it is at the moment.

Sour Lemonade nodded absently, flicking her tail and accidentally twisting it around her leg. Freaking out a little, she shook out her hoof, and accidentally fell onto her rump, blushing with embarassment.

"Haha, I'm so clumsy."

"Howdy.."

Sour Lemonade neighed quietly, dipping her head slightly, then looking back up to Marshie, smiling slightly.

"Hey Marshie, could I come to Ponyville with you? I'd like to get myself a stock of those delicious Moon Pies."

Sour Lemonade stuffed the rest of the Moon Pie in her mouth, chewing slowly and swallowing. Or at least, trying to. A large clod of pie became stuck in her throat and her face started to turn purple before she could gulp down her mouthful.

(Sorry I've been away! I was at a friend's place over the long weekend. I didn't forget, everypony!)

(I was at a friend's place! Sorry everypony!)

Sour Lemonade poured herself a plactic cup full of lemonade and wolfed it down.

"Uh.. Yeah, I guess I do." The mare admitted quietly, offering the cup to Lovestone.

"I hope it's okay." She looked away, then up to the sky, looking at the cloud-less eternity of blue.

"Nice day for lemonade."

"Sure, thanks." Sour Lemonade smiled and took the Moon Pie graciously, biting into it curiously.

"Oh wow, you just keep these in your bag? Oh, they're delicious!" She exclaimed, trying not to cough up the tasty mouthful as she spoke. Flapping her wings in excitement, she giggled and swallowed the bit of pie.

Haha, he looks like he's enjoying himself.

The mare thought as she watched the stallion start to nibble on the Moon Pie provided my Marshie.

"Marshmellow Moon.." Sour Lemonade mused, resting her chin on her hoof.

Sour Lemonade was silenced by a gush of wind making her fur blow in every which way.

".. Sure.. I'll pour you some.." She almost whispered, trotting slowly toward her stand and lifting the jug in her hoof, smiling a little as the light yellow liquid flowed into the plastic cup.

(I like long posts too )

"Ah.. I'm so sorry, miss.." A shy light green mare said very quietly, stepping back and dipping her head nervously.

".. I'm so sorry.." She repeated, feeling pretty stupid. "Um.. Would you like some lemonade? Free, as an apology.." She lifted a hoof and pointed just over the beige pony's shoulder, to a small and slightly rickety shack with a sign at the top, reading: 'Cheap Lemonade!'.

The light green pegasus looked up, her large darker green eyes flicking around, eventually falling to a white pegasus stallion.

"Yes, good afternoon?" She said quietly, having now noticed him and then looking back down to her hooves, which she clopped together absently. Sour Lemonade looked forward, to one side of this white pegasus, to see another white mare, with a dark-blue and lavender mane, one who seemed plumper than the average pony.

"To you too." She said even more quietly, dipping her head, and bringing it back up, only to catch sight of a blue-ish stallion.

"Sour.. Sour Lemonade."

Teehee, thank you

Are you tasty?

Breathing almost silently, a lime-greenish mare lay at the base of a tree, her flank resting gently against the tall, silvery birch trunk. Huffing, she shook her wings, freeing them of any residual moisture from her flight. Her name was Sour Lemonade, a quiet pony who mainly kept to herself, sometimes making a fresh jug of what she had been named for, or eating something sour, or even sketching something on a scrap-book. Shaking her head, she calmly fixed her medium-green mane so it was neat and gentle against her forehead and down the back of her neck. Another mediocre day for a job-less pegasus.