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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]

OOC Discussion can be found here.

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.

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:

Everyone is expecting this comic book to fail. The people who hate MLP view this as a cash grab (really, what comic isn’t?) and fans of the show think it will “suck and only be for little girls.” We want to make a comic that we are proud of that respects the show. This is all very strange because I have been told by multiple shops that MLP #1 is the most requested pre-order they have had in a long time.

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.

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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…

Dear Princess Celestia,

Indeed, I am pleasantly surprised that the proposed holiday I wrote of is already being deliberated on. Unfortunately, I do not have any suggestions of my own as to how such a holiday can be implemented. What I can say though is that for ponies like my father, who takes pride having served our kingdom despite breaking his spinal cord in the line of duty, and for others such as the ROTC cadet I’m glad to have called a fellow study partner at Canterlot University, they don’t require something excessively grand and dramatic. In my experience, simple things like a “thank you” from a foal or a free meal can surprisingly do wonders to make a soldier feel appreciated by everypony.

Thank you for taking the time to write to myself and your other subjects, Your Majesty. I just hope that the royal mailboxes aren’t overflowing with mail by now, although I would be shocked if that is not the case.

Your Loyal Subject,

Dr. Spin Tale

PS: If a name for the proposed holiday in question has not been decided yet, may I recommend something along the lines of “Heroes’ Day”, except with less cheesy sentimentality?

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*

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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.

OOC: I'm surprised how so few RPers have participated in the Royal Correspondence Thread so far.

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