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Fantasy watched as he stepped back, but closed her eyes in thought upon hearing the question. Again and again it seemed like she was winging the whole process, which made sense given it was still new ground, but still it was enough to give her pause. Stalling for a bit more time, she started speaking.[colour=#800080] "Well... I guess we could..."[/colour] she trailed off, hoping to think of a thought, but was unable to . Giving a thought a try, she ventured an answer [colour=#800080]"I guess we could wander around for a bit... no. Its a bit dark for that. Maybe we should go for something simple. If there are a few pebbles around, we could always just skip a few stones."[/colour] She sounded slightly unsure of her answer almost ending it as more of a question than an answer.

Fantasy chuckled, before replying [colour=#800080]"From what I've gathered from your family, that certainly doesn't sound like a home, that's true!"[/colour] She didn't follow his gaze, but rather she looked quite happily at Darkness for a few seconds, as well as balance various cryptic thoughts running through her head. Or were they cryptic because she wasn't dwelling on them? She figured it didn't matter much. [colour=#800080]"But hay, I haven't had a home for quite some years now, and I've been doing just fine."[/colour] Finally, she leaned back a little, and looked again towards the still empty spot where the shooting star was, no longer feeling any remorse (that had passed for now) but rather she wondered where it had went.

Same place I buy my Tah-maw-toes, of course. I also buy my potatoes and pa-tah-toes there too. 'There' being the semantics supermarket

Well that's easy. For one thing I'd put my coin collection to good use. What would you do if pictures could move like they do in Hogwarts?

No, and I apologize. I derped. Quite hard, apparently. Let's try this again: What is the meaning of life, the universe, and everything?

A bagel is a delicious yet often misused article. You see, while it most certainly can be consumed, the actual purpose is to let it go stale to the point where it becomes as hard as a body builder's abs. Then, it is used to strike fear and terror into society by having it lie around, all nice and toasted and buttered until someone decides to take a bite and then... massive jaw pain. The person below me can correctly identify the word. Hint: it is avian in nature.

Well, now that you mention it, I'd be 'appy to give a slice of life a whirl. Let's see... Midnight is an author, is he not? I have a few ideas, with a few of my characters, so I hope you don't mind a bit of a list: Enos Gray - My own unicorn, and a bit eccentric but altogether fond of talent of any kind. Also a bit scatterbrained, so he very may accidently wander into a place he shouldn't or perhaps absently bump into Midnight. Hugo - My griffon poet, masquerading as a circus strong-griffon do to a series of unfortunate events. I can see Hugo trying to pick up a few tips and tricks from Midnight whilst maintaining a facade of being uninterested in literature Fantasy Tropes - An Earth Pony and an adventurer by trade, perhaps with a few good stories to write about herself, with all she's seen. Or at the very least, an interesting meeting along some road. So, yeah. Just a few ideas tossing around the ol' noggin. Tell me which one ya like!

Amareica. ...Too simple?

Actually, this is probably one of my big ones as well, or at least the one that gives the haters a reasonable argument because at this point it really does come close to shoving ponies down other peoples throats.

Fantasy paused hesitantly as she mentally phrased her next sentence. She knew why she asked, but at the same time she didn't want to dwell on the thought that much. Deciding to play it off, she answered somewhat honestly [colour=#800080]"I... don't really know. I just figured that the grass is always greener on the other side. I always figured that I-"[/colour] she paused in her Freudian slip for a split second before quickly recovering [colour=#800080]"-I mean the shooting star might get tired, or perhaps run out of places to fly. Yet, I don't think they can very well stop, even if they've found a place they'd like to stay." [/colour] Fantasy gazed to the spot where the star had first popped up, considering that by this point it was gone. Realizing she had taken a bit of a somber tone, she didn't want to ruin the mood, so she flashed a quick smile towards Darkness, before adding [colour=#800080]"Of course, maybe I'm wrong. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't the first time."[/colour]

To be honest (and legitimately serious), at this point I'm more afraid that nothing will happen. No changes, no big evolution, no life-altering revelation not even a cataclysmic apocalypse. At this point in human history, I'm not asking for a natural disaster, or for penguins melting our icecaps or anything drastic. All I would love to see out of the 21st is some sort of idea, or, well, something. Anything. And so I knowingly set myself up for failure, and I ask myself: why? Why do you even want this? And to be honest I really don't know. Maybe I just want something to really mix up global events; something to really make people think. And that won't happen. Everything will stay exactly the same with the same normal day-to-day events, with the same people with the same mentality with the same problems and the same solutions and the same hate and the same peace and the same everything. Nothing will change. Just... nothing. Nothing at all. And isn't that just a little sad.

Ideas I like: Teh Windshear Passage My character: http://www.canterlot...-griffon-ready/ RP Type: Public is my knee jerk response, but I'm just as fine with private Shipping: No, 'fraid not Just one concern with Hugo: He's very much stamina and strength rather than speed, so it could very well (and probably will) be slow going. But yeah, given Hugo's rather intense focus on honor, he could very well take the passage as a challenge to his strength. So, at least he had motivation.

Fantasy couldn't help but laugh a little, at that thought [colour=#800080]"No kidding? Certainly an admirable goal!"[/colour] She looked up, following his gaze, before adding [colour=#800080]"But hey, if you were a royal guard you'd be holed up in Canterlot most of the time. All work and no play and all that. "[/colour] Out of slight habit, she started to count the stars, but very quickly lost count at the sight of a shooting star amidst the first twinkling lights in the sky. In a moment of glee, Fantasy let loose a squee. [colour=#800080]"Haha! A shooting star!"[/colour] Pausing in thought, she felt an odd twinge of remorse, as she watched it dash between the stationary dots of light. She couldn't help herself, and although she didn't stop smiling, a few uneasy thoughts raced through her head. Hesitantly, she spoke up [colour=#800080]"Hey, Darkness? Do you think shooting stars ever envy the stars that get to stay put?"[/colour]

So, it would appear as though I have only a few RP threads going on, but with my newest addition of an OC and a few sitting on the sidelines, I've been itching to get into a few more. That said, I would prefer to use my most recent character, Hugo Long story: http://www.canterlot...-griffon-ready/ Short story: He his a circus strong-griffon by day, secret poet by night, and he feigns being less intelligent then he may be. Mainly, he's rather intense with his own sense of honor, which is just a tad outdated, but he adheres to it like glue to more glue. I have a few ideas jostling around the old noggin, but nothing set in stone, so any ideas are appreciated. That's more or less it. Feel free to reply down below, no fancy forms needed.

Fantasy awoke to the gentle poke, and sleepily listened to Darkness. Before registering what he had said, she noticed he was curled up against her, but in a just-awoken state, she didn't question much besides a contentedness of the situation. With that done, she blinked at Darkness before turning her gaze towards the whatever Darkness wanted her to see, before looking at the sun set. Upon seeing it, she smiled at the dimming sunlight, looking up at the skies. [colour=#800080]"Is the day really almost over? Not to say anything bad of course, but I must say, I've always preferred the night to the day. Less things get in your eye, and the stars are just awe inspiring." [/colour]She continued staring at the sunset, watching the brilliant colours of red and orange and even a little pink. [colour=#800080]"You're right though - it is beautiful."[/colour] Smiling, she watched the sun's descent next to Darkness. She must have lost track of time looking at it, as when she caught her thoughts again, the sun was very much close to completely setting.

Fantasy watched curiously as Darkness fell asleep. She looked intently at him for a few seconds, as she felt her eyes get a little heavy herself. Watching him yawn, she of course had to yawn herself, and before she knew it, she too was fast asleep. It was hard not too, after all, the area was rather welcoming to that sort of behavior.

Loved this episode, perhaps one of my favorites of the season, really. Course, that may be the whole just-watched-it-two-minutes-ago thing, so I wonder if my opinion will change as I look back on it. But anyways, things I liked -Luna. Luna Luna Luna. A thousand times Luna! -Rainbow Dash's snoring cracked me up. -Return of the demon face trees. Shame Scootaloo wasn't around for giggle at the ghosties. -Sweetie Bell's campfire song, and the immediate passing out following it. I'm suprised she managed to get through it all. -I did d'aawww with Scoot and Rainbow towards the end. it was hard not too A solid episode, really. They are doing lots of throwbacks to privious episodes, what with the stories of Rarity's encounter with the dreaded gravity.

You call those hunks of metal Cybermen?

Egads man! You're right! We must prepare for the double Apocalypse! Unless... maybe the world ends on December 21... and the 31 is the end of the end of the world... so everything just kind of ceases to exist for ten days before coming back.

Oh, ello ello! Don't feel bad about the whole lurker thing. I myself scout out most forums for a week or so before even joining, just to digest everything. And for characters, well, doing your best is better than less than the best, for doing less than the best is oft not better off than bettering the best you set off to best in the first place. Back to the happy-fun-times greeting, Welcome ter Can'erlot! May your days be parasprite free and full of... I don't know. Cake, maybe?

Oh dear me, I almost forgot about this one. I can't say I haven't played much LoZ games, but this was the first. And the best (Okay, I'm nostalgia blind. Sue me. You'd fail. 'Cause I'm right)

Fantasy, who was quite enjoying staring out into the lake, was somewhat oblivious to Darkness scooting closer. She didn't really notice it, so of course she didn't really react to it, but she did hear him speak. After all, they were right next to each other, so it would be rather hard not to. Taking a lazy second of thought, she responded back. [colour=#800080]"A quick nap?"[/colour] Another content pause [colour=#800080]"I see no reason for why not, so there must be a good reason for. Very well, A nap it is!"[/colour] She turned to look at him, still not noticing the distance he closed in, and seeing as how she hadn't really quite stopped smiling, she merely directed it towards Darkness. Resting her head on the grass, she figured that sleep would evade her for a while, so she kept her face turned towards the pegasus.