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Ohhhh, another fellow member of Team Twilight! Welcome!!!

I was always more of a Sonic fan back in the day, but I have fond memories playing Super Mario 64. I never got around to beating the other Mario games though.

And just as suddenly as the birthday filly dropped by to greet Ingrid Marie, she left to make a beeline for another foal. Apple Bloom was certainly quite the adorable youngster thought the unicorn, who now pondered just what a proper Apple family greeting entitled. For now though, Ingrid brought her attention back to Cheerilee as she began describing her life as a school teacher. To the counselor’s bemusement, Cheerilee talked of how her students got into various classroom hijinks. While Ingrid normally didn’t grapple with the consequences of student mischief (one of the perks of being a counselor instead of a regular instructor), that didn’t mean she had no amusing stories of her own. Laughing simultaneously with the Ponyville teacher as she explained what trouble her own unicorn students got into, Ingrid Marie was more than happy to exchange her own experiences. [colour=#008080]“Well sorry to say, Cheerilee, but I don’t usually have the… pleasure of bringing classrooms to order. I merely hold meetings with troublemakers if they get sent to my office by their teachers.”[/colour] Ingrid giggled before continuing. [colour=#008080]“Let me tell you though, since we get the finest unicorn mages, we also seem to get the most talented tricksters in all of Equestria. You wouldn’t believe what magic pranks our school has been subjected to over the years. And then there have been quite a few entrance examinations I’ve sat on that well… let’s just say that really weird things have happened.”[/colour] At this point, Ingrid made an attempt at an evil, mysterious laugh. True, entrance exams were Counselor Marie’s least favorite part of her job, but that didn’t mean that some incidents were amusing to talk about after the fact. [colour=#b22222]"LOOK OUT EVERYPONY!!!!"[/colour] Ingrid Marie jerked her head just in time to see loads of hay bales cascade down upon her and Cheerilee. Acting upon instinct, Ingrid activated her horn and reached out with her magic towards the falling bales. Standard levitation spells were simple enough for unicorns to pull off, but things got much more complex when the objects intended for levitation fall towards the earth at a high velocity. It took some effort, but Ingrid succeeded in freezing the hay in place moments before they could have struck the two mares. Once her magic accounted for the nuisance of gravity, Ingrid telekinetically moved the hay bales away from the two and gently set them on the ground. Spinning back towards Cheerilee's direction, Ms. Marie cheekily grinned and proclaimed; [colour=#008080]“Ta-dah!?”[/colour]

Howdy, partner! So you've been to SDCC? Me too........ four times.

Interesting quote from http://www.theouthousers.com/index.php/news/118158-cincinnati-comic-expo-interview-katie-cook.html: HOLY COW!

Greetings! I'm going to guess that your favorite pony is Rainbow Dash?

[colour=#ff6666]~That’s right…….. he never got my name right back then either~[/colour] The ex-student rolled his eyes as Prof. Smirk botched Spin Tale’s name. The professor may have thought he sounded clever with his fake flattery, but Dr. Tale knew Smirk long enough to know when his “praise” oozed with sarcasm (which in Spin's experience, happened quite a lot). Oh well, time for another witty comeback. [colour=#ff6666]“Actually,”[/colour] began Spin, obviously faking a humble tone; [colour=#ff6666]“It doesn’t take a knowledge of military affairs to know something as basic as Talonpolis’s geography. Like you said, locking yourself in the towers of academia does leave you at risk of going blind.”[/colour] [colour=#ff6666]~Take THAT!~[/colour] Ashen Smirk next tried to drag the griffon behind him into their conversation, but right then a pink earth pony mare bounced by and introduced herself to the feathered line-waiter. Spin Tale didn’t pay much mind to what the hyper energetic pony had to say, but the griffon didn’t look too happy and Smirk saw his chance to get advice on the Talonpolis matter. Well, Smirk would need good luck with that, thanks to that tail-stomping stunt of his he just pulled. [colour=#ff6666]~Oh….. apparently I’m now Dr. Pin. Swell.....~[/colour]

@Phil: Well, we'll have to find a young unicorn student for you then, muahahaha. @Lux: You're awesome! @Valencetiger: Maybe your pony should be the young student that Dazzle Dawn needs. --------- Expect my Magic Counseling thread to open sometime Thursday or Friday (RL-permitting). Until then, I'd like to see what other sacrifcal lambs characters will show up at Princess Celestia's School for RPs.

Dr. Spin Tale thought it would take Princess Celestia about two weeks to send a response, so finding a letter addressed from the Royal Palace so soon left the curator astonished. Not wanting any pony to disturb him while reading the princess’s letter, Dr. Tale uncharacteristically closed his museum and opened the envelope in his office (the Canterlot Army Historical Museum received only a trickle of visitors compared to nationally-famous institutions like the city’s Museum of History). Coincidently enough, a proposed holiday honoring the soldiers was already in the works! The curator didn’t know whether to feel like a behind-the-times fool or an all-seeing prophet. Regardless, Princess Celestia’s humble tone rather struck Spin Tale. Not that he ever had reason to regard the princess as an elitist, but reading her words written just for him further cemented the curator’s opinion that Celestia never saw herself above other ponies. Reasoning that the princess deserved a response back, Dr. Tale waited until nightfall to craft a response of his own, which he mailed the next morning…

Taking another swig at his glass, Spin Tale discerned that one of the patrons, a light grey unicorn colt who until now kept to himself, was edging closer and closer to everypony else. Specifically, the unicorn was covertly heading right in Dr. Tale’s direction. True, the curator didn’t recognize any of the other customers currently at the bar… but this colt carried the aura that he didn’t quite belong here. [colour=#ff6666]~Out of towner most likely… say, wasn’t he wearing a fur hat when he trotted in here? Could he be from up north?~[/colour] Finishing his glass, Dr, Tale set it down and turned towards the unicorn. If the colt was visiting the capital city, maybe Spin could convince him to tour his museum. If the visitor wasn’t into museums… maybe he’d have some interesting stories to share, assuming he actually resided to the north as Spin guessed (it was not wintertime in Canterlot, after all). Wasting no further time, Dr. Tale smiled and began chattering; [colour=#ff6666]“Forgive me for saying so, but you don’t look like you live around here. You live up north, I take it?”[/colour]

Hello, fellow RPers. As some of you know, I RP Ingrid Marie, one of four known faculty members of Princess Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns. Now then, I believe that it’s high time to set some RPs at this renowned school. Since my character is the school counselor, I’ll open a Magic Counseling thread in the next few days if there is demand for it. If anyone has any other School RP ideas, feel free to run them by this thread. Counselor Ingrid Marie's bio: http://www.canterlot...id-marie-final/ So if you RP a magic teacher or a gifted student (current, former and those with distance education arrangements all accepted), make yourself known. If you don’t have such a character yet….. go and app one! It’s time to show some school spirit around Canterlot!!! *dead silence* ------- UPDATE 12/6/12: Read the Fire Meets Fire RP for some RP-created background concerning the School. UPDATE 9/28/12: Magic Counseling thread is now live. Please feel free to have your characters drop by Ms. Marie's office.

Howdy! What games do you like playing, I wonder?

Of course the person wouldn't say it was her actual art because she's passing it off as an authentic spoiler. You need to be more paranoid about these sorts of things, hehehe........ XD

Hmmm..... something seems a bit fishy about the spoilers in the link. The deer pic looks like to me that it suffered from good ole' Photoshop decompression (especially on the left side), while the LilyBlossom drawing looks too amateurish to have been drawn by the actual animators. Plus the fact that the source uses two already-existing spoiler pics..... colour me doubtful about this latest find.

Welcome, welcome! I used to play TF2 a lot a few months ago, but RL stuff and RPing kinda take up most of my time these days.

[colour=#808080]"So gentlecolts, what brings you all here?"[/colour] Spin Tale chuckled as Penumbra, the sole female customer, asked everypony else what brought them here. Once Lt. Dagger explained how he always searched for new places to buy drinks, Dr. Tale swiftly jutted in; [colour=#ff6666]“Me, I always make coming here part of my daily routine. Best grape juice in Canterlot, right Champ?”[/colour] Spin turned to Champagne, who knew the bar owner long enough to address her by a nickname. Speaking of Champ, Spin guessed that she'd appreciate hearing about an important letter he received last night... one that came straight from Princess Celestia herself! Grinning but still remaining mostly silent, the curator took another chug out of his grape juice glass as Lt. Dagger recommenced his conversation with Penumbra.

Hello there! I've never heard of PonySquare and the Rainbow Dash Network, so how are they like?

Yeah, I hope the two of you had an awesome wedding yesterday!

[colour=#008080]~SHE WHAT????~[/colour] Instructor Marie could hardly believe it when Cantrip claimed she turned a caterpillar into water. Two things at once came into Ingrid’s head; first off, what possessed the orphan to do such a thing in the first place? Secondly, how did Cantrip have the ability at such a young age to reassemble atoms to form a different object? Transformation spells usually took years for unicorn students to master. All of these questions would have to be answered later though… Ingrid preferred meeting Cantrip in private to address these issues. For now, Ingrid’s inquisitiveness didn’t show too much as she moved on to the final portion of her in-class questioning session. [colour=#008080]“Could you levitate this[/colour] *SQUEAK* [colour=#008080]tissue box for me?”[/colour] the instructor asked, pointed to the tissue box dropped by Misty Magic, who by the way, currently saw fit to mop the floor herself. Ingrid sincerely hoped Misty wouldn’t be too disruptive doing her clean up work. At any rate, once Cantrip demonstrated her telekinetic powers and Ingrid could see for herself how easy or hard it actually was for the filly to accomplish the task, the instructor would have a clear idea of the filly’s true ability level. With that done, Ingrid would then go on to another student.

Seeing Champagne wave at him, Spin Tale quickly smiled back at her. Champagne always provided exceptional service, Dr. Tale fondly recalled, and she also enjoyed hearing about his work running the Canterlot Army Historical Society and its museum. The curator wondered why he never attempted to convince Champagne to subscribe to the Society’s quarterly journal. Spin swiftly put this question out of his mind as he drank out of his grape juice glass. Yep… tasted as divine as always. Spin wouldn’t know how he could possibly live his life without grape juice like this. Content to stay silent for now, Dr. Tale merely listened in on Campagne's conversations with the other patrons.

It was yet another fine morning in Canterlot, and Dr. Spin Tale was eager to take on another day as curator of the Canterlot Army Historical Museum. The doctor had about an hour or so before he opened up his doors for business, so Dr. Tale decided to treat himself to an early dose of his favorite treat; grape juice. With the museum all clean and his mane all groomed (Dr. Tale hoped he did a good enough job with his mane), Spin trotted out the museum doors (his living quarters resided just above the actual museum), and commenced his journey to one of his favorite watering holes; “The Fiery Vine”. Spin Tale frequented “The Fiery Vine” for quite some time now, ever since it first opened. Among opening up during morning hours, Dr. Tale always liked the bar’s nature as an all-in-one establishment. During evening hours he particularly liked playing in the arcade, or sitting down at a corner table with some of his miniature war-gaming buddies. At least, he used to do those things a lot back before he graduated from Canterlot University. Nowadays, the curator mainly comes for a bottle of grape juice approximately once every day, either during morning or night hours. On rare occasions, Dr. Tale even held meetings of the Canterlot Army Historical Society at “The Fiery Vine” instead of the usual location at the museum. As “The Fiery Vine” laid less than a few blocks from the museum (another plus for the curator), it took no time for Spin Tale to canter over to the bar. Opening the wooden door, Dr. Tale saw that a few customers had already entered the premises. Taking a seat on a stool in front of the counter, the curator patiently waited as the barmaid attended to the needs of another customer; an army officer by the look of him. Dr. Tale had time to spare, for now…

Just as expected, Cheerilee showed some astonishment that yes, Apple unicorns were quite real and not a rural legend. Ingrid Marie however was pleasantly surprised how the earth pony took it all in stride, unlike some of the earlier ponies she encountered. Ingrid’s grin grew even wider as Cheerilee revealed she was a schoolteacher. For almost all her professional career, the only educators Ingrid knew as acquaintances or close colleagues all taught magic to unicorns. Encountering a grammar instructor who taught general knowledge to all ponies was a new experience for Counselor Marie. Cheerilee then asked about Ingrid Marie’s job; standing to attention with a dramatic yet comical pose, Ingrid pointed to her herself and proudly responded; [colour=#008080]“Well, I’m the guidance counselor for Princess Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns! It’s my job to help talented unicorns with their advanced studies and to ensure their future success as magic practitioners.”[/colour] Realizing how boastful she might have looked, Ingrid sheepishly grinned and trotted over to the gift table. [colour=#008080]“Sorry for that display there,”[/colour] Ingrid apologized while keeping her head turned towards Cheerilee; [colour=#008080]“But I really do love what I do…”[/colour] Fondly sighing, Ingrid used her magic to reach into her saddlebag, levitate her wrapped present (tagged “From Your Aunt Marie”) and place it on the gift table. Completing that task, the counselor focused her attention back on Cheerilee; [colour=#008080]“However, I’ve never had the opportunity to mentor young earth ponies or pegasi before. How’s it like teaching all types of ponies in your classroom?”[/colour] Before Cheerilee could reply, a little earth pony foal jutted in to introduce herself as Apple Bloom; the birthday filly herself! Ingrid Marie noted how inquisitive the child was; it didn’t take Apple Bloom long to point out Ingrid’s apple cutie mark and the fact that she was a unicorn. Well… time to answer the birthday girl’s questions. [colour=#008080]“Well sweetie,”[/colour] began the grinning Ingrid; [colour=#008080]“Ingrid Marie’s my name, and actually, I’m actually one of your aunts. Not everypony in your family is an earth pony, after all.”[/colour] Winking to Apple Bloom, Ingrid nervously continued onwards (the filly’s predatory pacing didn’t do much to make the unicorn feel comfortable); [colour=#008080]“Actually, I’m uhh… a bit of a distant aunt, you see. As a matter of fact, today’s the first time I’ve met anypony in my extended family.”[/colour]

Yeah, that Crystal Empire stuff is kinda old news by now. I always lurk EQD for up-to-date spoiler infomation.

So Cantrip wasn’t exactly the most sociable of ponies… fair enough. Ingrid Marie worked with such students on numerous occasions as part of her duties as guidance counselor. With only a few exceptions, Ingrid eventually succeeded in establishing a rapport with seemingly uncongenial students. All she had to do was treat the pupils in question as normal equine beings and provide particular attention to their pressing concerns. So far, Cantrip had not acted out of the ordinary or caused deliberate mischief, so this gave the instructor much hope. What Cantrip did not need at all was a tissue box, which at that moment levitated in front of the distressed filly. Ingrid facehoofed; suddenly she felt trapped in a comedic double act where she was the straight mare and her new assistant was the… wait a second; wasn’t Misty Magic supposed to get the janitor to clean up the puddle she caused by her impromptu shower earlier? Swiftly turning around, she saw Misty still standing there using her horn to power the levitation spell… the wet floor was still there too. “[colour=#008080]Ahem,”[/colour] Instructor Marie coughed as she glowered at her assistant; [colour=#008080]“Shouldn’t you be getting a janitor to dry the floor?”[/colour] At the very least, Ingrid wished for a few brief moments of peace in her classroom with Misty out and about on a quest. Bringing her attention back to Cantrip, Ms. Marie then politely asked; [colour=#008080]“What is the most advanced magic spell that you can comfortably use?”[/colour] For magic instructors this was a standard, if cliché, routine. But it was not only a proven way to first establish how proficient a student was with magic, but it also usually gave the foal confidence right off the bat that they could learn more sophisticated spells.

Hmmmm, that rainbow melts into a water river of some sort. Curious......