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"I-I'll do my best not to...I MEAN, do my best not to h-hide I mean...I...er...I'm just gonna uhm, go now...aheh..." Blaze gave another nervous chuckle, bowing his head in thanks to the Princess, before skittering off towards the indicated direction. It was going to be a long, long night...he could feel it in his wings. [bluuugh not much else I can think of as an exit post! Sorry :<]

Blaze let out a soft little squeak as the Princess reached out to pat him on his shoulder, the colt blinking rapidly in surprise as his ears swiveled forward at Celestia's voice. He forced himself into an awkward laugh, rising back to his hooves before grinning sheepishly. "Ah...true...true...erm...y-yeah. First...fancy-do, period, actually, they're not really my th-thing. N-not that it's not great! I mean...I...oh jeeze." He flushed horribly, ears laying back against his head once again. "Sorry. I'm just...very overwhelmed at the moment. I never really thought I'd actually end up going to a gala, much less the Gala. Heh. Had to run out and rent a suit and everything." He swallowed, looking off to the side as a hoof idly rubbed against his other foreleg, head dipping down a bit. "Uhm, this is probably a really really huge erm...faux pas to be asking you this, but uh...is there uhm...a bar, i-inside? I think I might need a little liquid courage to get me settled right before I end up spending the whole night hiding in the garden..." Blaze gave another nervous smile, hoping the Princess wouldn't take offense to the query...I mean it was the -Princess-. The Sun, The Goddess, the ruler of the entire known world...and he just asked where the booze was!

Sorry I'm not entirely familiar with everyone and their characters, but we already have a fair bit of the Techno/Trance/House Ponies attending the Gala, yes? I was thinking maybe that there could be some sort of private-ish party set up in the Courtyard or somewhere for those ponies who aren't into the mushy slow-waltz stuff the Gala has set up in the Ballroom, if there's enough interest for it.

[Juggling Clubs]

Acquire: - Light Brown Tweed Jacket - Blue Suspenders - Black Bow-Tie - White/Off-white button-up shirt - Pair of blue denim jeans Wear ensemble, top off with one (1) red fez. Walk around and proclaim fezzes and bow ties to be cool.

/co/ was making a big fuss about it, decided I'd finally check out what all the hubbub was about. And what I was was glorious.

Mach Blaze stood outside the gates to the Royal Palace, gazing up at the towering, gilded edifice of the castle with wide eyes. This was it. The Grand Galloping Gala. He swallowed, looking down at the ticket within the breast pocket of his suit - a rental, the pegasus having never even thought that he'd ever have to wear one - as he gave a soft sigh. At first he had thought it to be someone's cruel joke, a co-worker playing a prank on him, but further investigation of the envelope that had contained the little rectangle of embossed gold foil had shown it to be legit. He had thought that maybe the mailmare had made a mistake, delivered the invitation to the wrong address, but no, it was addressed to him, as clear as the sky was blue. The gray-pelted pegasus heaved another sigh, collecting his courage together as he headed forward towards the castle. Social situations were -not- his forte, and the Gala was -the- social soiree in Equestria. To say he wasn't nervous would be an outright lie. His ears wilted back against his head as he passed the stone-faced guards spaced along the cobblestone pathway leading up to the palace entrance, before pulling the ticket out and showing it to the guardsmare stationed right at the archway into the foyer. She gave it a brief look over, before nodding and handing it back, giving him a soft smile, and a well-wish to have fun. Right. Have fun. At only the biggest gathering of socialites in the entire country. His eye twitched involuntarily. Stuffing the ticket back into his pocket, he proceeded further into the palace, stepping onto that velvet red carpet interior, the sheer scope of Royalty encompassing his vision. Everywhere he looked there was some manner of gilded architecture or priceless decoration, the pegasus shaking his head slowly, still in disbelief that he was actually here! In the Royal Palace! Shaking nerves slowly began to turn into giddy realization, a smile slowly creeping over his snout. I'm at the Gala. I'm -at- the GALA. I'mattheGalaI'mattheGalaI'mattheGALA! So wrapped up in his sightseeing he hardly noticed that his body had continued forward without his guidance, marching up the stairway until he turned back around to face forward, stopping short as he came just feet from Celestia. "Oh...my...goddess..." He managed to mumble out as yellow ochre eyes glanced around in a blind panic, before his brain finally kicked his muscles into compliance. His head dipped low as Blaze gave a sudden deep bow to the Princess, one leg folding beneath him as he kneeled before Celestia, swallowing hard and bidding his mouth to speak. "Uh...h-hello uhm...Princess. Th-thank you for the i-invitation...lovely weather we're having tonight, yes?" He winced as soon as he said that last sentence, mentally kicking himself. Oh, you dumb stupid foal, you did NOT just ask Princess Celestia about the weather!

-[PONY]- Mach Blaze || Pegasus || Male || Colt (No Active Threads Yet)

Blee, glad he's getting positive feedback! Just need to take some time to read over the current threads that are floating about and figure out a good place to make his "introductory" post.

Name: Mach "Afterburn" Blaze Sex: Male Age: Colt Species: Pegasus Pelt Color: Gunmetal Gray Mane/Tail Color & Style: Fire Orange, Wind-whipped Eye Color: Yellow Ochre Cutie Mark: Gust of wind blowing out flames Physique: Athletically toned Residence: Cloudsdale Occupation: Weather Pony Union of Equestria - Hazardous Weather Control Division Motivation: To be the fastest he can possibly be in order to compete in NEASCAR's (National Equestrian Association for Sponsored Competitive Aerial Racing) Windy 600 tournament. Likes: Warm weather, speeding, stargazing, "crunchy" foods, spicy/hot seasonings. Secretly enjoys classical music. Dislikes: Speed limits, cold weather, walking, anything requiring a delicate touch, being kept indoors for more than an hour. Character Summary: Brash, daring, and possibly a fair bit overconfident - these would be appropriate words to describe Mach "Afterburn" Blaze. A true speedster at heart, he dreams nothing more of going faster and faster, pushing himself to the limit in the pursuit of speed. As a member of the Hazardous Weather Control sector of the Weather Pony Union, his duties consist of containing and subduing the storms and other natural weather phenomena that sometimes gets out of hand - be it from extinguishing forest fires from wayward lightning, to unraveling the twisted spirals of a rampaging tornado. It's a dangerous, hard job, but his penchant for blisteringly fast maneuvers allows him to respond to an unfurling disaster much quicker than most other ponies. In his spare time away from his duties to the kingdom, he usually entertains himself with streaking through the skies above Cloudsdale and its neighboring towns, enjoying the wind that whips around him, punching through errant clouds and leaving pony-shaped holes within them, or attempting to break Equestrias many speed records. His dream of competing in the Windy 600, the fastest aerial race this side of Cloudsdale fuels these high-paced antics - indeed, whenever there's a race happening at the Cloudsdale Collosseum, he can normally be found there watching with rapt attention. If you would ask him why he has such an interest in such a dangerous sport, he'd merely shrug and flash a grin. "Life ain't worth livin' if you don't live on the edge, y'know?" As far as a social life goes, he's somewhat of a loner. A few friends here and there, but he's never been entirely comfortable in social situations, always a bit shy of approaching new and unknown ponies that he's never met before. It isn't that he doesn't want to mingle, it's just that for some reason he can never really work up the courage to do so - instead tending to find someplace nice and quiet to remain unpreturbed and enjoy himself at whatever event he might be at. In terms of idols, he has a few. The Thunderheads, a group of NEASCAR pegasi who regularly compete in the various high-altitude races throughout Equestria, the Wonderbolts of course (what pegasus -doesn't- hold them in high regard anyways?), as well as that chromatically maned filly who won last years Young Flier's Competition. Anyone who can pull off a stunt the likes of that one is someone to look up to for sure. It was a pity that he never did get to hear what her name was, what with some yellow pegasus a few rows over making an unholy screeching racket that drowned out the announcer. Visual Resources

My cravings for fruit are so sparse and intermittent that keeping fruit available at home is kind of silly because it all ends up going bad before I eat it I do love me some apples and grapes though.

[Four legs, I believe]

The Herd claims yet another victim~ Welcome!

Was advertised on Equestria Daily. At least, that's how I found out about it.