Vulpibard

Storybooks patient waiting for an answer was cut short by a rustling inthe bushes, after a few seconds a large rat appeared and scaled up to Symphony's back. "Ah, this is my friend, Treble Cleff, Treble meet the three fine ponies stuck in the everfree." The rat tapped on storybooks head. "Yes I know Treble, I was trying to be polite, you should too."

( ooc: I just looked at your pic after reading my posts, couldnt stop loling XD)

Storeybook grinned, "Im always up for telling a few tales."

[colour=#8B4513]"that is an amazing ability!" [/colour]Storybook exclaimed,[colour=#8B4513] "where did you learn to do that?"[/colour]

Thats probally what your thinking as you read this, and if so, kudos for reading this. The truth is I have alot on my plate, as I said in a comment to Hidden Scarf, working on my website takes alot of concentration. I am going to start posting on my poetry blog again whenever I get the chance, and hopefully get some interaction with others actually done, I feel I've become a little reclusive. Anyway, Vulpis is back in the library, albeit rather quitly Both my stories are going on a permanant Hiatus due to lack of interest, as well as the story I told you all Im working on, called My Journey, an HIE fanfic, I'll be posting its completed chapters soon for you to read before getting back to my afore mentioned website. If you do happen to be interested in the website I just mentioned, dont wory, I was about to describe it; OldWorldLegends.wetpaint.com is a roleplaying forum based in a world named Gaia, the creatures that inhabit it are based on mythology from the nors, premedieval age, and romans. There are also allot of completely origional creatures, and some based lightly off of other rping games. The system of roleplay is actually invented by me, sacrificing the normal leveling system for a milestone by milestone charting. Every time you reach a milestone, the attributes of your character at that point is what you fall back on if you want to join a different campaign with them. attribute points are self sorted as you earn TP from undertaking tasks like quests and combat, TP marks the way to your milestone and can be spent to increase attributes on a 1 for 1 bases as well as buy features for your character. The world of Gaia has an in depth History and Tavern Tales pages where any user can apply a story to be written, they'll get full credit for the story and the story will be included in the sight. Every campaign goes into writing the history of the sight and furthering it as a whole. So basically its a site started by me for an online TableTop/MMO rpg experience, written by the players themselfs. Sound great, huh, well the site is at its point where I ned alot of help and ideas floating around for how to improve it, unfortunately, not much of that is happening, so its still pretty much a skeleten undergoing beta testing. So there you have it, a discription of the thing Ive been working on that prevents me from writing fan-fic, as much as I would love to. ~Vulpi out.

"Storybook symphony, traveling storyteller and musician."

Thinking of retiring from writing fanfiction. I enjoy it like nothing else, and have nothing to do with the hundreds of ideas always flowing through my head, but frankly, all I get from it is about ten dislikes and a boatload of critisism, and not the good kind, either. For those of you who actually liked my work, I'm sorry, I just dont see the point anymore, there is nothing I can gain from it, and the number of people who don't like it outweigh the amount who do. So, as of now, I am quiting all but one of my fanfics. The one I'm not quiting will be my last ditch effort to get atleast one like, then, unless people want me to write more chapters on it, I will stop altogether. Vulpi out.

[colour=#00FFFF]"My my, mr pegasi, before you finish lunch?"[/colour] Livewire called back as he began falling back down, [colour=#00FFFF]"have fun with the fireworks!"[/colour] he resumed cackling and pulled a long sheet of aluminum, streching it out, he stiffened it with electricity and glided toward the north, [colour=#00FFFF]"Wheee! I'm a bird!"[/colour]

I'd love to join but have no mic, and no idea where to find one.

[colour=#8B4513]"Well I just came from the castle, so I guess we'll stay here."[/colour] Storybook answered.

(ah, that would do it.) Livewire turned to the source of the explosion in mock concern, [colour=#00FFFF]"Aww, fireworks starting already?" [/colour]he chuckled. his horn flased as he began teleporting in short leaps to the site, [colour=#00FFFF]"boom. Boom. Boom. BOOM!"[/colour] he said everytime he teleported, the last one was followed by an explosion of his won that sent him flying. [colour=#00FFFF]"Whee!"[/colour]

(how is this going to get anywhere then?)

Livewire shook his pole a bit and the light began blinking again. [colour=#00FFFF]"There we go! a trail!"[/colour] he called through the headset, [colour=#00FFFF]"Now I can begin!"[/colour] There was a sudden burst of blue magic in his area that lasted several minutes, then Livewire returned to the group with a small aluminum sword. [colour=#00FFFF]"I found a cache of metal, does this count towards something?"[/colour]

Livewire cocked his head,[colour=#00FFFF] "I'm a walking battery, I dont have a charge"[/colour] he said as he pulled out a strange pole, a light was blinking at the top and the bottom spread out,[colour=#00FFFF] "And despite common belief, I dont short out equiptment or make bombs... without good reason."[/colour] he huffed as he trotted away, pole streatched out infront of him, the light stopped blinking, but he continued anyway,[colour=#00FFFF] "I have my morals." [/colour]he muttered, just before a leg jutted out to the side as electricity streamed through it, he kept walking away from the group, [colour=#00FFFF]"I helped invent half the equiptment we're using, but does anypony care, noooo, Livewires a psychopathic, homicidal, science related memetic disordered maniac, who needs to give him any stuff." [/colour]looking over his shoulder after he was a good ways away from the ret, he pulled a headset from his backpack.

Livewire looked up as he landed in the everfree forest, "funny thing about teleport pads, they were never truely sold, not one copy." he cackles madly "the poor fool who invented them hasn't been seen since he saw a unicorn with the ability to teleport themselves" he erupted into a full, hearty, maniacle laugh " quite the embarisment to the scientific world." Livewires frame shivered as electricity pulsed through it. "don't you think?"

Livewire rushed back in, running into Luna accidentaly, "whoops, heheh, sorry Luna" he brushed himself of as his eye twitched once, "say, did I ever tell you of the time when I..." he cut himself of as he saw the teleport pad. "ooh! A teleport! I remember when those were still theory, what modle is this, D5-86 or HK-94?" without waiting dfor a response ghe jumped onto the pad. "I feel just like a little lab-colt again!"

Why yes

Livewire grinned broadly, [colour=#00FFFF]"well, isn't it nice to be trusted."[/colour] he began lightly chuckling, an act which slowly change to maniacle laughter, [colour=#00FFFF]"I guessed right, too! medicine! Yay team me!" [/colour]His face suddenly turned serious... well serious for him, and he trotted over to Discharge and Marcian. [colour=#00FFFF]"It's good to see sibling rivalry and all, thats great, really! but.."[/colour] his face became dark and his voice took an icey tone, [colour=#008080]"If someone tries killing anypony else in this group around me, then I have a new test I will run with them"[/colour] he resumed beaming and laughing, [colour=#00FFFF]"Lets go practice medicine!" [/colour]he shouted, and rushed out the door cackling

Livewire teleported next to Luna,[colour=#00FFFF] "Ooh! I have one!"[/colour] he said cheerily,[colour=#00FFFF] "Can you repeat that back to me in french, or can you only speak equestrian?"[/colour] his entire head twiched as electricity visibly ran up his spine. "waitaminute" he said all in one word, [colour=#00FFFF]"What are we doing again? no no dont tell me, I'll think of something[/colour].[colour=#00FFFF]"[/colour] he squinted his eyes and began rotating his head with a painful grimace. [colour=#00FFFF]"We're practicing medicine!"[/colour] [colour=#000000](Sorry I'm so crazy late joining this, been busy IRL)[/colour]