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Counselor Marie stroked her chin with her hoof while Fire Heart described how her emotions caused her magic to ‘flare up’. Indeed, it was not unknown for unicorns to lose control of their powers when they’re extremely happy or mad and so forth. Ingrid already had a few possible theories concerning what exactly ailed Miss Heart, but the counselor needed to ask a couple of questions beforehand. [colour=#008080]“Hmmm, so I take it you’ve been trying to suppress the specific feelings that bring about your… flare ups, am I right? If so, what calming techniques have you been using to prevent your flare ups? And how long have you been using them for?”[/colour]

Greetings! What other table-top RPGs do you play? And what info do you have on this Roleplay is Magic game? My brony cousin is just starting to get into table-top stuff himself.

Greetings! What video games are your favorite, I wonder?

Howdy! I used to be a Pokemon fan way back in the day myself. There's just soooooo many of them now, these days.

Ah, a fellow CA resident! Welcome to Canterlot.

In case anyone wants the chance to get a MLP comic signed by BOTH the artists: http://www.equestriadaily.com/2012/09/beach-ball-comics-mlp-launch-party-in.html

Roleplay Type: World of Equestria RP – Tier 3 Name: Sugar Apple Sex: Female Age: Mare Species: Pegasus Coat colour: Light purple Mane/Tail/Markings colour & Style: Magenta with a pink highlight Eye colour: Light pink Cutie Mark: Shiny pink apple Physique: Normal size and shape for a healthy mare Origin/Residence: Born in the Fillydelphia area, but spent a good portion of her foalhood in Cloudsdale where she still lives. Occupation: Quality Assurance inspector for the Vaporization Department at the Royal Weather Factory in Cloudsdale. She ensures that all clouds made by VaporDep are fit for use throughout Equestria. On the side, Sugar Apple also transports rainclouds manufactured in excess to frontier settlements not yet able to field dedicated weather teams. Motivation: To visit loads of different places and to have fun! Likes: Partying and having drinks with her coworkers, traveling, photography, rock concerts, candy apples Dislikes: Needy and whiny ponies, party-poopers, getting scared, slow-paced activities Character Summary: On first glance, nopony would guess that the pegasus known as Sugar Apple is a member of the Apple family. Yet an Apple she is, born to a pegasus mother and an earth pony son of Apple Strudel. However, Sugar Apple’s parents didn’t quite see eye to eye at first on how to raise their daughter. While the father wanted Sugar Apple to be brought up and educated like most other Apple ponies, the mother thought her foal would be better off raised more like a conventional pegasus. The matter resolved itself one special day when the young mischievous Sugar Apple, who hadn’t yet travelled far beyond her home, overindulged on apples coated in pink frosting and experienced a sugar high. Compelled by an exploration urge, the filly attempted to fly off to see the then-unknown countryside and the nearby city of Fillydelphia. Sugar Apple didn’t get far; with only rudimentary flight skills, she crashed within a minute of taking off. Not wishing to see his foal suffer more needless flying accidents, Sugar Apple’s dad agreed to let her stay with his sister-in-law in Cloudsdale to attend flight school. Before she left for school for the first time though, the filly learned for herself how make her apple confectionariese. Tasting her own handiwork and absolutely loving it, Sugar Apple vowed that no other treat would ever beat her own namesake treats. And so she earned her cutie mark that day..... in the middle of another sugar rush. At flight school in Cloudsdale, the filly learned the fundamentals of flying and cloud manipulation. During most summers, Sugar Apple returned home to the Fillydelphia region and used her pegasus talents to aid her relatives. The one summer where Sugar Apple didn’t return home featured a stint at the Junior Speedsters’ Flight Camp, which teaches aspiring fliers advanced aerial maneuvers and aerobatics. The filly at the time aspired to become a Wonderbolt, hoping it would be her ticket to journey the land. Sugar Apple turned out to be one of the less talented pegasi, but summer flight camp nonetheless provided her with enjoyable memories. A more mundane path towards sustaining a lifestyle of voyaging took shape as Sugar Apple grew into a young mare; while attending secondary school at Cloudsdale, she started working as one of many couriers who shipped clouds from the Royal Weather Factory to municipal weather teams. Completing secondary school, Sugar Apple enrolled in Cloudsdale Aerologic College and earned an associate degree in Meteorological Engineering. Her degree qualified her for a supervisory position at the weather factory’s Vaporization Department. While Sugar Apple doesn’t take particularly special pride in her line of work, the good pay and her coworkers make her job 100% worthwhile. As of the present day, Sugar Apple has toured almost all of Equestria’s cities extensively… and she always insists on sharing her latest travelogues and photo albums with everypony. Even though she gave up her dream to be a Wonderbolt long ago, Sugar Apple is always up for entering amateur flying competitions. She hardly ever has the time to practice beforehand, but years of participating in them makes the mare a somewhat-worthy competitior (if not the best of the best). Due to her outgoing nature, Sugar Apple always volunteers for the task of helping new employees at the weather factory adjust to their new jobs and to get them aquainted with their fellow workers. At the weather factory, Sugar Apple’s coworkers love her for how she throws birthday parties for her fellow employees, constantly stocks up the workers’ lounge with treats (mainly sugar apples), and decorates the factory floor for holidays (all of this Sugar Apple is allowed to pay for out of the factory’s pocket). The pegasus mare has not forgotten her Apple family roots though; on the occasional weekend, she’ll fly to one of the family orchards scattered around the country for either friendly visits or to provide precipitation whenever a weather team doesn’t provide enough. Sugar Apple greatly enjoys casual conversation with her fellow coworkers and relatives, especially when on the job or otherwise in the middle of an important task (doing work alone is incredibly boring for her). Whenever she gets the chance, she give her relatives loads of homemade sugar apples to either eat for themselves or sell. Sugar Apple’s desire for her namesake never went away from her foalhood days, and so the pony remains prone to eating too many candy apples and becoming hyperactive as a result. Fortunately, the mare keeps her tendencies mostly under control by regularly attending Candyholics Anonymous meetings. As Sugar Apple is a pegasus among a family of earth ponies, she has the bothersome habit of reminding her Apple relatives that she can fly and they can’t. Sugar Apple doesn’t mean to be boastful, but sometimes her lighthearted teasing can rub her extended family the wrong way. Speaking of being able to fly, it is not enough for Sugar Apple to make simple entrances for family occasions. Instead, she must always arrive in the most bombastic way possible; by noisily diving down and making a high-speed low-level pass. Sugar Apple thinks her aerial dives are insanely fun, but the livestock (and their owners) often say otherwise.

In Ingrid Marie’s double-checking stupor, she failed to notice that Fire Heart made herself comfortable on the couch. Once Miss Heart finally announced that she came for her mandatory review meeting, the counselor hurriedly closed her file and apologized; [colour=#008080]“Eh, sorry about that; got too caught up looking this over.”[/colour] Ingrid mentally slapped herself; she’d been counseling too long to make painfully rookie mistakes like leaving pupils to flounder in silence. Oh well, now was the time to ease Miss Heart discomfort… and she knew just where to begin. [colour=#008080]“Mmkay then, thank you for coming here this morning, Miss Heart. By coming now, you’ll be able to spend your lunch period actually eating instead of waiting on that bench out there.”[/colour] Chuckling at her own joke, Counselor Marie continued onwards; [colour=#008080]“From what I see, you’re doing quite well academically wise. There’s really nothing I have to talk to you about your grades. Of course, if you have any issues with your academic performance, you can raise them with me and I’ll give you advice on resolving them to your satisfaction.”[/colour] And now Ingrid came the real meat of the meeting; [colour=#008080]“Now, I understand that your special magic ability lies in pryokinesis. According to what I’ve read, you have had difficulties in mastering your control over fire. That’s to be expected though; if we unicorns could cast any type of spell for the first time without having to practice first, well… we wouldn’t need this School, now would we?”[/colour] After winking to Fire Heart, the counselor proceeded to ask; [colour=#008080]“Could you tell me specifically what you feel gives you the most trouble in inducing fire?”[/colour]

Howdy! MLP can be very addicting........ so watch out!

Hola!!! By any chance, have you ever done any forum-based RPing in the past?

Hi there! According to current estimates, S3 will begin either late October or early November.

Greetings! What video games do you play?

Greetings! What computer games are your favorite to play? I myself am a Minecraft and Team Fortress 2 fan.

I haven't really done any Halloween stuff in a long time. I don't dress up, don't go to costume parties, no nothin'. The only thing I get out of the night are the excess batches of candy that my old folks couldn't give out to costumed kids. At the very least, my candy supply can last up to a month.

I know Hans Zimmer has already been mentioned, but I just had to show one of my favorite themes of his (from The Rock): Just like with the Williams piece I posted previously, the first 3:30 minutes of this track never fails to move me in some fashion.

UPDATE: I finally got replacement headphones. They're still cheap like the last pair, but they'll do for the time being.

Obviously, the worst pony is that nerdy chap Rarity duped in Putting Your Hoof Down.

Welcome, welcome! Have you ever done any RPing before, by any chance?

Embarrassedly running her forehoof behind her head, Ingrid Marie chuckled as she replied to Cheerilee’s latest observation; [colour=#008080]“As a matter of fact, yes I was one of those gifted students! But that was so long ago….. now then, just what the heck caused all these bales to fall?”[/colour] While Ingrid’s newfound partner in crime fighting quickly got on the case (and even called out a potential suspect), the unicorn took the opportunity to survey the damage within the barn. Apparently, not everypony was as skilled at avoiding hay-induced ignominy as the middle-aged unicorn was. A rainbow-colored pegasus saw fit to use the chaos to abscond with a mug of cider, while a stallion elsewhere busied himself with washing cake off a panicking white unicorn mare (Ingrid reckoned oddly enough that the unicorn wouldn’t have felt out of place at Neighton Preparatory Academy). Fortunately, the buffet stand remained intact….. no, scratch that; a pink earth pony (was that a gator hatchling wrapped around her hoof?) just fell from the rafters right into the table, sending food flying everywhere. [colour=#008080]~Mmkaaaaaay..... that was a bit random right there. Ah well, things could be going a lot worse today….. at least you're not back attending Neighton fundraising balls, right Immie?~[/colour] Hearing commotion over by the gift table, Ingrid Marie’s eyes finally fell upon a unicorn colt trying to magically pull one of the fallen hay bales. Stuck in that bale was Apple Bloom of all ponies; nearby, another trapped filly coughed up a storm. [colour=#008080]“Hold on everypony, I'm coming!”[/colour] Ingrid shouted while galloping to the scene. Upon arriving, the elder unicorn reached out to her little niece and her stuck companion with her magic. As a blue aura formed around each of the fillies, Ingrid began the process of telekinetically freeing them. As a veteran magic practitioner, the counselor estimated that this next magic feat would be a piece of cake. According to basic magic theory, simply lifting two little ponies from hay bundles would require much less effort of the will than dealing with an avalanche of projectiles.

Hearing hoofsteps from the hallway get louder and louder, Counselor Marie looked at the doorway and beheld one of the School’s students, Fire Heart, trot to the doorway. [colour=#008080]“Ah, hello Miss Heart,”[/colour] Ingrid warmly greeted; [colour=#008080]“Come right in!”[/colour] While welcoming the red-coated filly, Ingrid reached out with her magic to open the cabinet containing Fire Heart’s file and levitated it over to her desk. Picking up a set of reading glasses on her desk, Ingrid put them on and took a quick peek inside the file just to make sure her information was up to date. Ingrid Marie made every effort to track the development of every student enrolled in the school; as she recalled, Fire Heart had the gift of manifesting fire. While the filly had yet to fully control her pyrokinetic abilities, her instructors so far had every reason to believe that Miss Heart had the ability to learn how to master her gifts. The journey may be a hard and difficult one for Miss Heart, but then again, nearly all magic learners traveled along the same path. In that sense, Fire Heart was just like anypony else. The counselor figured she would wait for Fire Heart to settle down on the couch before beginning the session. Meanwhile, Ingrid occupied herself by double-checking the contents of Miss Heart’s file.

UPDATE 9/28: Magic Counseling thread is now live. Please feel free to have your charcters drop by Ms. Marie's office.

[colour=#008080]“It’s another glorious day in the School. A day in the School is like a day on the farm…”[/colour] Mumbling nonsense to nopony, Ingrid Marie blissfully waltzed into her office, located on the higher levels of the alabaster spire housing Princess Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns. Ingrid’s workplace was nothing too fancy; it was a moderate-sized, windowless room which comfortably housed the counselor’s desk and chair, a velvet couch in front of the desk for visitors to sit on, and bookshelves and filing cabinets off to the back sides. Tacky posters advertising the School’s various events and magic programs littered the walls along with various awards and honors Counselor Marie received over her years working in education (including her Ph.D. diploma from Canterlot University). It was fifteen past eight when Ingrid Marie opened her doors, which meant that most of the School’s students were busy listening to homeroom announcements. This gave the counselor time to sit down and get out some paperwork for her to take care of. It wouldn’t be long before the first period ended; after that, any pupil with a free period could take a visit to the counselor’s office if they needed tutoring, career counseling, or any other sort of advice. Ingrid also welcomed additional visitors such as parents, teachers, and others who inquired about the School’s affairs. Typically, Ingrid left the door open when not in meetings; if anypony had to wait for Ms. Marie to finish, they sat on a bench nestled in the outside hallway. All too soon, the bell signaling the end of first period rang, and Counselor Marie tossed her paperwork aside to prepare for visitors. [colour=#008080]“Mmkay Immie,”[/colour] Ingrid self-motivated herself; [colour=#008080]“It’s showtime!”[/colour]

Oh, that just means your character's app hasn't been moved to the Approved App section yet. Once that happens, the forum will let you post in the RP section. EDIT: Nevermind

Ahoy-hoy! Since you come from a retro gaming site, I wonder what are your favorite retro games?

Le sigh… Ingrid Marie clearly noticed that Cantrip deliberately gave minimal effort towards her telekinetic spell. However, the instructor decided not to press the issue any further; there were other students Ingrid needed to get introduced to during the time allotted to her. As if on cue, a young gold-colored colt whispered something in Cantrip’s ear. [colour=#008080]~A-HA! My next volunteer!~[/colour] Before Ms. Marie could call on the whispering colt however, Misty Magic interrupted with a verbal apology for the noise she was making. [colour=#008080]“That’s okay, Misty,”[/colour] replied the impatient Ingrid; [colour=#008080]“Just uhhh…. finish it up quickly, thank you.”[/colour] With that taken care of, Ingrid pointed in the direction of the gold unicorn and gently asked [colour=#008080]“You there, young colt. Can you tell the class your name and show us the most advanced spell you can easily do?”[/colour] Ingrid figured this “getting-to-know-you” routine would go by much faster if she simply asked the foals all her required questions at once.