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HarringtonSleuth

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  1. "Wait...you know about me? And...Scotland? Earth? I don't think I've ever heard of those places before..."
  2. "I don't know how I got here, either...but it's good to see someone who knows their way around this strange place. I'm Twilight Sparkle of Canterlot. Now, what city are we in?"
  3. Twilight saw Harvey and stood up, finally gaining some semblance of balance. "I'm alright...who are you? And...where am I?" she said.
  4. I could bring in my character to be the Colts' counselor and instructor in identifying tracks. Be prepared for some expeditions to end in finding the creature who made those tracks.
  5. Twilight staggered about the house, calibrating her balance in this new body she had. As she did, it never occurred to her that the house she ended up in was already inhabited by a human...she just kept stumbling about like it was nothing that she was suddenly in another dimension and having to imitate some strange species. (This is where Harvy finds her)
  6. Twilight had ended up in some strange place after the spell Chrysalis used on them. She stood up, but felt wobbly on two legs as she was not used to such a thing. All around her was a strange area she did not recognize. It even took a few moments before it hit her...she was standing on two legs...she went to the nearest mirror in the strange house and saw a weird face stare back at her. Her mane was the same as always, but she thought she looked more like a monkey than anything else she knew of. "What happened to me? What am I gonna do? How am I going to get a hold of the Princess about this? Does she even know? Where are the others? Are they okay?" She panicked a bit as more thoughts and worries sped through her mind. "Where am I? Who's home is this? Why the buck am I standing on two legs and look like a monkey!?"
  7. [colour=#282828]Pony Application[/colour] [colour=#282828]Your name: Twilight Sparkle[/colour] [colour=#282828]Your species (Unicorn, Pegasus, or Earth Pony): Earth pony. Okay, sarcasm mode off. Unicorn.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Age (In human years) : 18...I guess?[/colour] [colour=#282828]Gender: Female[/colour] [colour=#282828]Height: 5' 4"[/colour] [colour=#282828]Weight: 120 lb[/colour] [colour=#282828]Description of your pony form: Lavender coat, straight, navy blue mane and tail with a pink and purple streak in the middle of each, average length horn and body type for a young mare[/colour] [colour=#282828]Description of your human form (hair and eye colour will remain the same): Twilight has fair skin and a petite stature, mostly from using her free time to study books. Her face has a small nose, slightly thin lips and round eyed. The mark on her head is faded at first, but noticeable.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Cutie Mark: Seven stars with six points each, the largest being pink and the others that surround it white[/colour] [colour=#282828]Human application[/colour] [colour=#282828]Your name (first and last) : Lance Finnigan[/colour] [colour=#282828]Your age: 18[/colour] [colour=#282828]Gender: Male[/colour] [colour=#282828]Height: 6' 2"[/colour] [colour=#282828]Weight: 220 lb[/colour] [colour=#282828]Distinct features (if any): Dallas Cowboys star tattoo on right shoulder[/colour] [colour=#282828]Occupation: College student[/colour] [colour=#282828]What city do you live in? (make one up if you'd like) : Dallas, Texas[/colour]
  8. I figure it's about time I start working on an RP to show what Harrington does best. His occupation has led him to several interesting places and situations, though there hasn't been much in the way of investigation. That's where everyone else comes in. For a modest fee (a Pegasus still has to eat) depending on the enormity of the.task, the P.I. Pegasus will track down anything or anyone, whether somepony owes another, needs to find someone, wants to know who broke into their home, missing colt/filly, etc. Someone might even accompany him along the way (they would get to ride in a decent wagon if they so chose) and help out with some jobs. I would like to know who would be interested in either coming along or hiring so I have an idea of where all I will need to set up topics.
  9. Ideas I like: All three public threads. My character: My only character. RP Type: Either one is fine. The public ones sound preferable. Shipping: I'll allow it if you're interested.
  10. Dear Santa Hooves, I would simply like a picture of my character, Harrington, on a Hearth's Warming Eve visit to Canterlot. Maybe while he's getting the evil eye from a royal guard or two. He should be in a black snow cap and a festive green sweater. The uglier, the better. He should also be somewhat close to the entrance of the theater where the Hearth's Warming Eve pageant takes place. I would also like if he appeared a bit nervous and wary of the watching guards if you so choose to include them. A slight frost on the wings wouldn't be bad either. Any other sort of awkward or frantic situation to add to his nerves you can think of would be appreciated. I also want the Dallas Cowboys to get a playoff spot. Signed, It's-a me, Mario! H.S.
  11. I just remembered something. Anyone notice the resemblance between what Trixie did to Rainbow Dash and a certain Final Fantasy antagonist?
  12. Where to begin: Official canon recognition of the term "alicorn" Stephen King reference. The mature material nods don't stop. Welcome to Soviet Ponyville. Work hard or you get turned into a wheel-less chariot. Zecora knows magic that lets her regenerate her cup of tea. She just took a level in awesome. Pinkie is offended at Trixie scoffing at working on the rock farm. Trixie treats the fourth wall like her own desktop. Let me take this brick out of my pants real quick. Male Applejack: official recognition of rule 63. Even if it wasn't real, the fanfics have already fired up. Ending: let the Twixie fanfics recommence. Saddle Arabian ponies: let the speculation (and fanfics and OCs) initiate. A good episode, though it took a bit of thinking to figure out some moral to this one.
  13. Let's start with initial thoughts: Let it be known that the creators recognize the term "alicorn" as canon. Stephen King reference. The mature material nods don't stop. Welcome to Soviet Ponyville. Praise your leader, Trixie, or she'll turn you into a chariot without wheels. Pinkie is offended that Trixie scoffed at having to work on rock farm. Trixie must have been pretty powerful to treat the fourth wall like a desktop. The second duel: let the fanfics commence. Male Applejack: let the pairings/canon recognition of Rule 63 begin. Maybe forgiveness was the lesson here...? Saddle Arabian ponies. Interesting. Let the fanfics commence. What kind of magic lets Zecora regenerate her cup of tea? And Trixie runs off into the night...again. Ending: let the Twixie fanfics recommence.
  14. @Cadabra: No, I don't watch it, but I think it would be nice if he gave a hug to a brony. He doesn't have to. @Lovin: Nope.avi @Haseo: Axe. Built to cut through just about anything you need it to.
  15. @Cathalos: Never got into Pokemon. @Cadabra: No, but it would be nice if he did.
  16. @Lovin: Define "living in Canterlot." @Cathalos: Not at the moment, no.
  17. Lovin- I'm a high-school senior, ranked 7th in my class and think I have as good a shot at MIT as anyone else applying. Short answer: yes. Cathalos: No, I don't.
  18. Confound you people and your ask topics. Now you've got me wanting one. So, here it is. Fire away.
  19. Aw, man! Wish I could have gone to this thing! I visited last month, though. Love the school. If I get accepted, I'm going.
  20. [colour=#ff0000]"Oh, well, that's good to hear some place around here doesn't have too much in need of solving. Would be nice to drop by for a while if my freelance job takes it out of me...I suppose I'll take two bushels of apples. Could be a while before I stock up again and I have no idea what else I might run into around Equestria. Or who I'd need to lend help to."[/colour] He pulled out his sack of bits and dumped a few on the table, counted them and shook out three more when he saw seven bits. His chest started pounding on the inside as his nerves crept in as the realization sunk in of what else was about to occur. [colour=#ff0000]It's a simple gesture, really. Even if it means something, it probably doesn't mean THAT much...and it shouldn't for either of us. Even if I haven't ever had a significant somepony before, this is just accepting her gratitude.[/colour] His pupils dilated a little as he tried justifying why he shouldn't have been so worried to himself. He cleared his throat and set his pouch of bits back in a pocket. [colour=#ff0000]"So how did you come up with this idea?"[/colour]
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