TheInvisiblePony

Maybe I will, maybe I won't. All I know is that if I become visible while listening on a gentlemen's plan for a revolutionary fuel idea and he spots me in the action, I will be sorely put out. Also probably arrested.

Fantasy nodded in response, thought she wondered how fifteen minutes had already passed. Time sure flew past her. Regardless, she was still rather curious as to what this spot would be. Oh, it could be any number of things! [colour=#800080]"I must say, I'm just as excited to see it as you are to show me! Surely another minute can't be that long of a wait?" [/colour]

In response to Darkness, Fantasy maintained the blush. [colour=#800080]"Well then, you're in luck."[/colour] She responded to his grin with her own. 'Well, what next, Fantasy?' It had taken quite a bit of courage to issue the hug in the first place, but what could she follow up with? Certainly nothing came to mind.

Wait wait wait. You're telling me, that you... like MLP? That's- that's heavy stuff. I may need a moment . . . Kay, That's a moment. Welcome to Canterlot, and may your stay be parasprite free and blessed with whatever it is ponies are supposed to be blessed with.

Well, for one thing, I'm forced to get all social activity from the internet lest I freak out the local civilians. However, The implications of being invisible mean no one can keep a secret. Some of my closest friends live in constant fear of me being right behind them while they talk about me. And let's not forget that, as an invisible pony, I am an excellent thief. Not of money, but of ideas. You see, there are plenty of people that talk to themselves in this world, and there are plenty of people who come up with good ideas but never act on them. Somewhere in this Venn Diagram, the two intersect with a glamorous treasure trove of brilliant ideas that are free to plagiarize because no one will ever claim them. One might consider this unethical, but I see it as letting these ideas see the light, because otherwise they'd starve.

Fantasy looked up from her hoof upon feeling another hoof on her shoulder, and listened to Darkness, before smiling. Perhaps that touch on the shoulder helped, but she felt much more calm. Giving a smile, she took a breath, though she was still blushing.[colour=#800080] "Thank you. You really know just what to say. Its really quite charming."[/colour] Felling somewhat inclined, and given the situation, she tried for a daring maneuver. In a brief second, she through a hug. It wasn't long, in fact it was rather quick considering her nervousness in the situation. It couldn't have lasted more than a moment, and she her skin turned bright red after breaking contact.

Immortals? None gave willingly. You'd be surprised at how clingy they are with their eternal life. Something about a finite existence just scares the poor sods. However, mortals are a different story. I've collected about, oh, 16-17? All you have to do is find a more honorable gentlemen and beat him a game of soul chess. Simply, really.

Trial and error. LOTS of trial and error.

That's a very good question. I'd have to say that its my specially made chemical formula that I've recently patented. Now, if you'd like to know what its made of, that's a little trickier to answer. You see, the main ingredient is the ground up leaves of a plant that no longer exists. The second piece of the puzzle merely supplements this - which is to say, you need to have the soul of a willing mortal. Emphasis on both the willing and the mortal. Unwilling immortal is right out. Thirdly, you would need a dash of paprika, otherwise the whole thing just tastes awful. As you can see, its a very complex problem that requires both the bending of space and time, the ability to create soul-binding pacts, and the ability know just how much spice is enough. Yes.

So It would appear that the 'ask threads' are very quickly becoming a trend. Well, I took a look at this trend and thought: 'Well hay, a trend! Celestia stop me from jumping on this bandwagon!' So this is my very own thread. If I could put up a sign that said 'property of Izzy' I would. OH, and before anypony asks about the me-calling-myself-Izzy thing, well that's what seems to have become my nickname at least a few weeks back. Beside's, its a good nickname. I'm hoping it'll catch on, but I digress. If you would prefer formalities: Ask the Invisible Pony is now open for business! (If you can find me)

Against her will, the slight blush grew as Fantasy listened to Darkness. She was unused to such compliments, given her habit of adventuring on the frontiers of Equestria. For a long second of pause there was silence, so Fantasy resorted to her old habits that happened whenever she was nervous. That is too say, she started to nervously ramble through a very visible red blush. [colour=#800080]"Oh! Well, it may very well not be their fault, but rather the blame may very well fall on me. That is too say, I tend to avoid large groups, or medium groups, or groups in general. I guess most of my time I'm reading, or well, doing this."[/colour] She paused for a second to gesture around her, [colour=#800080]"This, meaning exploring. I do go into market places, and I have been to the odd party, don't get me wrong there. After a childhood of social gatherings, I've become accustomed to them slightly. At least, I've become accustomed to hiding myself in them. One picks up the skill to panic silently in a corner and be ignored, when the only other option terrifies one." [/colour] Suddenly, Fantasy recognized what she had started to do, and her blush as she started to apologize. [colour=#800080]"Oh- oh dear! I've started to ramble, haven't I? I'm sorry, bad habit's die hard, you know? Or is it old habits? I don't know when I exactly started to do this, I just stop thinking about what I say and it starts pouring out and- wait. I'm starting to do it again."[/colour] She face-hooved herself, hoping that it would stop herself.

I was surprised by the song. Twas catchy indeed. As aforementioned the moral was good, but the extent of the CMC's revenge was fairly drastic. Bully on your tails? Drive 'em off a cliff - problem solved! But in seriousness, I loved how Babs was a sympathetic bully, that was fairly realistic, actually. Loved the A-Team theme, loved the lettuce float (Though why Pinkie Pie, a baker, would be driving a vegetable is beyond me), liked the episode, and the CMC certainly have their evil laughs down. A good episode overall. Also - I'm glad I'm not the only one who thought this.

Fantasy tried very much so no to blush herself, still attempting to maintain her bravado. However, she was certainly surprised by the comment. It wasn't that she wasn't aware of Darkness' feelings, but she was caught slightly off guard by the bluntness of his comment. Not to mention, she had figured he had liked her for being kind, and hadn't really considered her looks. She did try to maintain as basic an appearence as possible. And yet the statement was in the air so it had to be true. Despite herself, Fantasy found herself blushing slightly as she looked at Darkness. He certainly seemed nervous, if the red face was an indicator of anything, so Fantasy took a breath to try to calm herself. 'I am not used to this kind of thing... I guess I should thank him?' Yes, that certainly seemed right. [colour=#800080]"T-Thank you!"[/colour] Mentally, she chided herself on that. 'Gah! No stuttering! You can't leave that note hanging in the air, its too unsure. He could get the wrong idea!' [colour=#800080]"I mean, well, thank you! I can't say anyone's ever complimented me like that before."[/colour] Matching one of his earlier movements, she shuffled a hoof.

Fantasy looked back and forth between the exchange, she almost spoke up about Midnight staying back, thinking briefly about how almost every story where a character said that never really made it out of that situation. Of course, she knew that this was hardly a story, but pretty much all of her intuition strived against the thought at first. Before she could speak up, though, she noticed the whispering getting even louder, and she realized that it was perhaps too late to make a clean getaway, and besides, Page didn't seem to disagree either.[colour=#800080] "Very well. Just do try not to be reckless"[/colour] Then Page grabbed her hoof, presumably not to lose her in the dark, and made for the direction that should be the way out with her following directly behind. Speaking of behind, she couldn't help but look in that direction, and she smiled when she saw the overabundance of light. It wasn't enough to cancel out all of the dark, but she could clearly see it, and Fantasy reasoned that at their pace they weren't that close. 'I was starting to miss how cool magic looked... wait. I should probably focus on escaping.' As the pair of them fled, she wondered how close the entrance to the non-magical library was. Surely it couldn't be that far off. Or maybe it could. She still wasn't quite sure how big this place was, but she reasoned it wasn't much bigger than... she couldn't think of anything to compare it too, really.

Fantasy blinked through a few thoughts, every moment seemed similar to the one before it, but given the blank room, it would make sense that the silent moments were all the same. She looked back to Darkness after a second or two, not wanting there to be too much silence, and she spoke up. [colour=#800080]"I guess it does make sense, but then again I'd prefer not to think of you as a freak. After all, its hardly your fault you're a Pegasus, and quite frankly, I think that wings look rather nice on you."[/colour]

Enos initially smiled to see the musician appear to be speechless, although it occurred to him that speechless wasn't always a good thing. Course, it was rarely a bad thing. Usually ponies could describe bad things with words, so the lack of words should mean good, or at the very least an inability to form an opinion. He didn't spend much thought on the subject as his question was answered in the form of another barrage of questions, to which the stallion was starting to become accustom too. Enos listened intently as he began to think of ways to answer all of the questions, noting how very much surprised she seemed by his magic, which in it of itself was a brilliant thing. He had received the odd compliment on his magic from time to time, but never quite as momentous as that of a celebrity such as Sapphire. All in all, he was perhaps just as excited. [colour=#696969]"Let's see... to answer your questions in order... My talent is more in the projection of sound, so I just use magic to, well, project sound waves. Yes, it it certainly is magic, and I'd be a bit let down if you knew another pony who could do this off the top of your head, seeing as how I've been perfecting this type of thing for a good portion of my life." [/colour] He grinned excitedly as Sapphire seemed to pause for a brief second, perhaps in thought, but she clapped her hooves and went into a round two of questions, to which Enos was fairly prepared to answer. Which he did, with a slight hint of pride he tried to mask. [colour=#696969]"I can do multiple voices, although none of them sound drastically different than mine, but they do come in accents! As for the singing, well, I can't say I've tried it, so I imagine not. It could get terribly complex... Oh! and I can perform a few sounds that aren't voices, but again, nothing elaborate. Of course, nothing elaborate doesn't detail a few notes from, say, a violin, which I have managed to reproduce before."[/colour] He smiled contently after his slight explanatory ramble, as if he were done, but after a moment or two of pause, he added a little more [colour=#696969]"So all in all, nothing quite as, let's say, sensational as a voice up to your caliber, but it certainly is a work in progress."[/colour]

[colour=#800080]"Course I don't! I mean, how could I?"[/colour] Fantasy stared a bit quizzically at Darkness, wondering why he'd have to ask that. The stare didn't last long, and she quickly resumed a more familiar smile.[colour=#800080] "Honestly, I doubt you've done one thing down here that I would find freaky, if it helps."[/colour] Fantasy paused for a minute for a second as a thought occurred to her that gave her pause. Stifling a bemused chuckle, she shared the idea [colour=#800080]"Unless, of course, we're both freaks. Who knows how this whole thing works, anyways?" [/colour]

Fantasy looked around the room, thinking of something to say. It didn't help that there was nothing in the room besides the two of them, which rather limited things that could be used as more obvious conversation starters. Darkness was certainly right about her being a bit stir crazy, but there was no reason to emphasize something she could do nothing about. As she looked away from one of the blank walls, she noticed Darkness shuffling his hoof, and she couldn't help but give a small smile, before going back to pining on her previous conundrum for a few seconds. [colour=#800080]"You know, Its times like this I wish I had spent my youth a bit more socially. At least we'd have some more conversation topics."[/colour] She gave a slight chuckle, wondering what that would have even turned out like before deciding that it would have been, at the very least, quite different. She mentally botched the thought, thinking 'Meh, not much use thinking about that. Its a bit too late for changing a childhood.'

Edit: Weird technical difficulty type things seem to not like me posting the image of the chart, so imagine average across the board, with above average RD and a main focus on AJ. The funny thing is, I remember taking this test before I came round to this site, and I was mostly Fluttershy and Twilight. I'm not sure what happened, but Its fairly interesting seeing how drastic this change was.

Fantasy gave a sly little smile [colour=#800080]"Sounds like we have a deal. Although, do you really expect me to go around and tell everypony about it?"[/colour] She gave a lighthearted chuckle, wondering how difficult her line of work would be if she just told ponies to explore all of the various ruins. Then there'd be nothing left for her! Although, she did admit she was curious as to what this location looked like. It certainly provided something to look forward too, and that was always something.

The former because if everyone's insane, no one is. The ability to have the ability to control fire, ice, and lightning but have multiple personality disorder so a different persona takes over a different element, or the power to have common sense so great it should be called uncommon sense, because nobody would have common sense that great?