HarringtonSleuth

Thanks for taking up my request. Looks good.

The REA and REIN had the place covered, especially near the main entrance to the Fillydelphia University Museum. However, with the snowfall, he deduced he had a chance to slip by their notice for just long enough to get behind them and inside to look into the matter (to help them out, of course) He bolted down his wagon, then quietly flew upward until he couldn't see anypony on the ground, then started slowly proceeding toward the museum. He landed on the roof, then started shuffling around to find a rooftop entrance. Once he finally found it, he slipped inside and carefully descended into the museum, shaking off the snow that covered him. He started taking a look around, impressed by the Museum's exhibits as he proceeded to the scene of the crime, where they had kept the travelling exhibit that was now gone. All it would take was lifting a clue here and there before he would find something that would give him a lead...

The scenario ran itself in his mind and, while it sounded good, he didn't want to take the chance of the REA having to interrogate him again for intruding on royal business. He simply approached as close as he could without crossing the lines marked out by the teams on the scene. He watched as Squall proceeded past the red tape surrounding the perimeter and hoped to get a quick word in to him.

"Hello, sir...um...well, this might be a bit much to ask, but...would my help be of any use to you? I am a private investigator by trade and would be honored to serve country and city...I am Harrington Sleuth. And who might you be?"

I'd be up to jump in for that.

Why can't you just enjoy the ton-o'-splosions like most of us do?

Aw, man. Of course it's on the other side of Texas from me...

Why do you have to ask us?

There she goes again with the conspiracy theories and how we didn't do it. It makes me wonder if she really was behind some of it.

Harrington passively listened as he remained bowed before Luna and her accompanying guards. He didn't want to lift his head to say anything to Pinkie out of fear for her. He continued his hopes that the guards wouldn't be on him or recognize him. He continued to shake as the Princess approached the line.

(Luna cut)

"Well, thank you. I'll take a bottle or two." He set down enough bits for the purchase and completed the exchange before somepony else came along and offered to buy out the entire stand. He went back to his caravan and popped open a bottle, downing about half of the stuff before he paused and closed it off.

I'm not feeling much of anything changing yet...maybe it takes time...

"Umm...hello? Aren't you going to take my order, sirs?" Harrington had apparently been brushed aside as a few mares started showing up. They were probably trying to appease them first before they came back around to give him something for the bits he was paying. Though he was ready to leave any minute now.

No wonder these two chaps have a bad reputation in this town...can't even bother them for a simple elixir...

What has to be beautiful and aesthetic about something I'm going to eat 10 seconds after I buy it?

Harrington had been idling in line as he waited, looking around at Sweet Apple Acres. He noticed the old mare, Granny Smith, he heard somepony mention, started shouting and giving out glares at some point during his wait. He looked at her with a perplexed expression, wondering what it was that he or anypony else in line was doing to upset her. That was, until he turned around and saw a pair of guards towing a cart as they followed Princess Luna.

Oh, it's Princess Luna...

"Princess Luna!?" he shouted in astonishment upon the realization of what was going on. "And...she brought guards with her..."

I hope they don't recognize me...or bother me for that little trouble between us...were they even there? Did they ever hear word? I hope the Princess doesn't remember. Or if she does...that I don't get some kind of retroactive punishment...

He shook as he saw other ponies taking note and paying their respects. He did the same as he bowed before the Princess of the Night, rattling nervously as several thoughts rushed through his mind about Luna, her guards and the fear of what they would have to say to him. Or do to him.

Why can't we discuss pie?

Why are we suddenly talking about art?

This was quite fun. And I even won a contest to boot. It's still a bit hard to believe how anypony could beat Pinkie Pie in a cupcake eating contest. Let alone mine. But it was awesome, congrats to the medalists (or ribbonists in this case) and well done to all those who competed.

Why does it have to come in pink?

Can you give your best?

Could you try to not muck things up please?

Do you understand the rules of this game?

*jumps on the bandwagon TO LYNCH SCU-I mean, to join this RP*

I'll use my OC and would like to also use Sweetie Belle.

All actions have come in for round 2. Let's see what we got here.

The 5 remaining ponies took their stances and took action.

Two of them sat together in a corner, looking each other down as they stood in front of their own cannons.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Yep."

"Oh, cra--" But alas, it was too late.

Tyler008bon and Silverswirl each fire at selves and are out.

Another pony to the side hoped somepony would come to rescue them from this suicidal move. Unfortunately, all that was found after a few seconds was darkness under streamer piles.

RaincloudRunner fires at self and is out.

The last two ponies stared each other in the eyes, ready to make their move. It seemed that they would also blast themselves. Before the fuse triggered, one of them sprang behind their cannon and fired at the other.

But, as if by the magic of the party, the target of both cannons became like rubber, distorting to hold back the shots before flinging both balls of party favors back. The cannon that was to do this pony in flied back as the other cannonball backfired at the pony who shot it.

Ping111 fires at Star1228, who fires at self. Ping111 is out.

Pinkie Pie left her place in the viewing gallery and went out to the victorious sole survivor.

"We have a winner!" she declared and raised the champion's hoof before she began helping dig the others out from under the piles of party favors. Once that was all over, she waved goodbye as they left, some thinking that was just Pinkie being Pinkie while others thought Pinkie was nuts to have them play that kind of game.

Star1228 wins!!

Harrington turned around to look at Apple Fritter as she advised him against trusting the FlimFlam Brothers.

"Well...maybe it has some kind delayed effect? It could just take time. Honestly, this is out of curiosity more than anything. Not much to lose...if it doesn't work, then that's that. If it does...I could come that much closer to attaining my dream..."

He looked back at Flim when he spoke.

"Ah...I understand. But I would like to try it just to see. Any little enhancement would certainly be welcome."

A drawing of my OC would be nice (if only I could draw...)

http://www.canterlot.com/topic/9884-harrington-sleuth-final/

Here's the link for reference if you need it.

Why is it I keep coming back to this town? Honestly...

Harrington Sleuth wandered around Ponyville, here yet again on his travels. He had been all over Greater Equestria as of lately and was just about ready to settle in somewhere. Maybe at a hay and stay in town. In the next town if there wasn't one in Ponyville. He walked with his head down a little as he made his way through the city. A brightly-lit, machine-laden wagon caught his attention as he looked at the few ponies gathered around it and the two proprietors. He recalled one of them, the one without the mustache, had competed in the Iron Pony competition a while back after he was in that event. He went up to them to see what all the hubbub was about. He listened to their song and dance as they pitched what they were doing in town.

Elixirs, huh...hmm...I wonder if there would be one that might let me pick up on any emergency in Equestria...my notability and fame would spread throughout the land...maybe enough for an invitation to enlist as a Royal Detective!!

The P.I. Pegasus hopped in line with a broad smile on his face and checked his saddle bag to see how many bits he had since the proprietors, who appeared to be brothers, might not surrender the good stuff cheap. But with the Pegasus that flew off in front of him, he was now at the head of the line of one for the SSE6K and looked up at Flim and Flam.

"Good day, sirs. I am Harrington Sleuth, private investigator, and...I am very much interested to see what this thing can do. Could it, even...allow me to sense any emergency in Equestria in need of my services?" he asked with an eager smile.

One player simply didn't send in an action. I sent them a deadline and that deadline has passed as of 30 minutes ago at the time of this post.

So, here's how round 1 went.

The ponies claimed a cannon and turned to shoot someone else. Some of them simply aimed to give the impression that they would shoot, but really didn't plan to.

Hinata2000100 was one of those who stood by and hoped nopony else would fire their way. However, there was one party guest who took note and blasted Hinata, who was now buried under party favors.

"Oh...my..."

RaincloudRunner fires at Hinata2000100, who refuses to fire and is out.

Another guest in the room took the pacifist approach in hopes that she wouldn't come under fire. Unfortunately, not one but two other ponies buried her with their shots.

"This is a ban-able offense to shoot your moderator like this!"

Tyler008bon and Star1228 fire at MyLittlePonyTales, who refuses to fire and is out.

In another part of the room, two ponies decided to have a duel. In essence, it as a tie, but since they were both under piles of streamers and confetti when the dust cleared, both had lost.

"I'm gonna blow you out first!"

"No, I am!"

UnitPon13 and Diego Havoc fire at each other and are both eliminated.

Three other ponies didn't fire. However, one pony did not act do refuse to fire and seemed asleep. Pinkie used her cannon to wake the sleepyhead up...with a party cannonball.

"Whew...nopony's looking our way..."

Silverswirl and Ping111 refused to fire and are safe. Melody Shine has been eliminated by the game mod.

When the smoke cleared, only half of the party guests remained clean.

Players still in:

RaincloudRunner

Tyler008bon

Star1228

Silverswirl

Ping111

Send in your actions for round 2 ASAP.

The cold winter air in Fillydelphia wasn't stopping Harrington Sleuth's progress as he walked through the town, hauling his supply wagon behind him. It was a bit challenging to keep the inside of it warm as he slept in it and was now covered in a set of winter clothes he had to keep from freezing--a thick, black coat, snow boots and a black snow cap covering his head. He pulled his caravan through the business district as he continued on his way through the roads, though there were those he occasionally bumped into and had to apologize to. It happened a lot that he or the wagon would bump into somepony and he would have to excuse himself for it. The only reason he didn't try to fix that problem by taking other roads is that at this point, he wanted to move on from Fillydelphia to try to get back to Baltimare and see his family for Hearth's Warming Eve.

On his way through, as he reached the river in losing where he was in the city, he tried to see what was going on across the river. He squinted to see...it looked like a pony or two in uniform...he flew across the river, caravan in tow, and landed on the other side in the University district. He approached the scene to see what was going on despite the ever-nagging feeling he should stay out of it. He bolted down his wagon and started closer to the Museum, where he saw more REA officers and REIN agents as they were within his limited visibility in this snow.

What happened here...?