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  1. So, I had the most terrific idea. Where's Waldo, but Ponified. Basically, all sorts of flyers have been placed about some area, be it a city, field, I don't know, but basically the flyers declare a 'Great Waldo Hunt' in which Waldo is hiding somewhere, and it's up to them to find him. It could even take place across Equestria. So, just reply back on what you think should happen, and if you're interested, SIGN UP! Just let me know!~
  2. <p>(A few days ago)</p> <p>The whole studio was in chaos. Her secretary, her under photographer, and all of her models had all decided to quit. Something about not getting the proper pay. <em>Vhy vould zhey be vorrying about zee proper pay?</em> she wondered to herself, <em>Vhen zhey should be vorrying about haw zee studio is going to be running!</em></p> <p>The rest of the day was filled with getting the interns to print out advertisements, and post them in the paper, announcing a contest for Equestria's Next Top Model.</p> <p> </p> <p>(Now)</p> <p>"Ok, so zee new models should be arriving sometime soon...I should make sure that zee studio is all swept up..." She glances about the studio. "KARL! VHY IS ZHER PAPER ON ZEE FLOOR?!"</p> <p>She had decided to make it a contest. Each model would go through different challenges, and each week one would be forced to leave the studio. She also had decided to post each challenge in the paper, with the winner and the loser of each contest, therefore drawing more business to her studio! It was genius that only Photo Finish could cook up!</p> <p> </p> <p>All she had to do was be patient.</p>
  3. Having listened to who he assumed was Dark Core, Czar decided that it wasn't worth his time trying to argue or explain himself. "Listen, laddy. I guess I was wrong to come bargin' inta yer house, causin' dents in yer walls, and the like. It was wrong of me to try an' stop yeh, and more than likely, this whole incident is gonna be in tehmorrow's paper. I may be a foalish pony, but at least I know my heart's in the right place." And with that, Czar started for the door. "As fer you, young lady, I suggest you and your friend here do your best to make that 'un," he gestured at Dark Core, "A nicer pony."
  4. Things I hate, eh? 1) Improper grammar and spelling (including excessive L33T-speak). It just really gets on my nerves If it was a mistake, then it's cool, but when someone uses improper spelling and grammar, especially when there's a spell-check function, it really ticks me off. 2) Intolerance. Especially regarding racism and discrimination. 3) People who hate the show, and have never seen it. This one sort of goes with number 2. 4) Certain kinds of shipping. I understand when characters seem to have chemistry, and it hasn't been confirmed in the show yet, but when people take it overboard, then I have a problem. And I do believe that's all on my hate-list.
  5. After the smack over the head, Czar seemed to be laughing even harder. "You're going to have to hit harder in order to phase me, laddy. In fact, the wee lass is right, yeh need some meat on yer bones!" He chuckled some more. "As for me, laddy, the name is Czar. Why, I was once the captain of me own unit of fliers on Her Majesty's military! But, time passes, and now you have the pot-bellied pony before you. But, i'll still beat ya in a contest, if'n that's what yeh want!" Czar was still chuckling in his mind. That pony? The vicious Dark Core? The last evil in Equestria? Surely this must be a prank. That pony was no more evil than the fish in the Nimbusgaits.
  6. Coming to, the first thing Czar saw was a peculiar white pony, with yellow mane. All he could hear, at first, were mumbles and fuzzyness. And then he realized he was on a couch. In Dark Core's house. Jumping up suddenly, and brandishing his sword, which was still attached to his leg, he said, "Dark Core! I challenge you to combat! Your evil will be....." Then he realized that the white pony with the yellow mane WAS Dark Core. The laughter ensued.
  7. Name: Wally Nut Sex: Male Age: Young Stallion Species: Earth Pony Pelt Color: Brown Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Mane and tail are shaggy, but washed and deep brown. Eye Color: Brown Cutie Mark: Dumbell Physique: Burly Origin: Nut Family Farm Roleplay Type: Mane RP Occupation: Farmhand Motivation: Keeping the farm going and helping others. Character Summary: Son of carnival strongman Macadaemius Nut, brother to Mr. Nut of Nut Farms, Wally was destined to be big and strong, like his father. His mother, Golden Wheat, was left at the farm while Macadaemius continued to travel around Equestria. Raised on the family farm, he grew into the big and strong pony everyone expected him to be. Although he showed signs of intellect, everypony thought he was a mute. Until one day in school. That day in school would prove to be quite influential. In class, the teacher asked the students an open question. "What is the most anypony ever moved, when, and by whom?" The entire class was silent. Nopony knew the answer. Finally, Wally raised his hoof. "The greatest anypony ever moved was a full ton, achieved by Canterus, in 640 B.L.R." The students were shocked. The teacher was shocked. No pony spoke for a full minute, until the teacher broke the silence: "Where did you learn to talk, Wally?" "I've always known how, but nopony gave me a chance to speak." he said. It was that day that his cutie mark appeared, a symbol of his strength, both physical and mental. Because Wally is so quiet and shy, most ponies see him as not one of the smartest ponies in the stable. A lot don't really know him well enough to actually talk to him, he just usually blends into the background. But, anypony willing enough to talk to him will soon find out that he's a very intelligent, very kind pony. And then Wally gains a new friend. But, the years of being underestimated have taken a toll on him. Sometimes, he succumbs to bouts of depression. His shyness tends to keep him away from the public. However, he doesn't get angry. He just holds his snout up high and goes forward with the situation. Most of his time is spent at the family farm, tilling, planting, and harvesting. In his spare time he reads and listens to classical music. When a pony needs help, he'll be there. Need advice? Wally's there. Wally is always willing to help anypony who needs it.
  8. Czar was lost. He knew he had come into Trottingham for something, but he couldn't remember what. "Groceries?" he mumbled to himself, "No, that's not it...Did I have a date? No, the last one I had was....was....oh, confound this disease!" Czar knew his Old Pony Syndrome was a problem. He had just never trusted doctors after the....incident. They couldn't save them, so why should he trust them to help him? As the carriage rolled by, Czar seemed drawn to it, as if that was what he came here for. It wasn't. He trotted after the vehicle.
  9. Czar realized his mistake a soon as the first echos of laughter reached him. He then noticed the Pony on his right. Wiping the tears from his eyes, he addressed the Mare. "Oh, hello! If you haven't noticed..." He looked over to Luna, who seemed quite angry. "Anyways, my name is Czar Coronet. And you would be?" He noticed the peculiar sparkle in the pony's eye, which caught the light of the streetlamp.
  10. Celestia needs to make me some sammiches. Luna needs to run this country. Yeah.
  11. It was a cold, windy day on the lakes. Far to cold to go swimming, thought Czar, Although, my morning trot will be quite strenuous... he thought to himself. After finishing his breakfast, which comprised of some oats and one apple, he threw on his scarf, his jacket, and his sword, Hoovesbane, for safety. When he trotted out of the door, the cold shocked him to the bone. The damp air that was coming from the lake was buffeting him, and he could barely keep warm. He could feel his extremities going numb. The wind is no match for me! he thought, Besides, I need to get in my daily trot around the lake, or else I'll get out of shape! And with that, he started walking along the trail. The dew was still fresh upon the ground, and, more than likely, it had frosted the night before. The trees, whose leaves were turning gold, and red, and orange were swaying dangerously, and seemed to be almost falling over. Czar was going to have the trot of his life, and he knew it.
  12. Czar watched as the Princess stumbled out of the bar. Concerned for her safety, he followed her until she fell over in her little clearing. Watching the scene unfold before him was quite hilarious. Seeing a royal roll on the grass like that was just too much. He couldn't hold in his laughter. With his gruff voice, he laughed his very loud laugh, which echoed for quite a distance.
  13. From his hiding spot in the brush just outside Dark's Fortress of Evil, Czar watched the whole scene unfurl. Him squishing his Spy-der, leading the fair female into his lair, Presumably to conduct experiments on her, he thought. Finally, after that third pony showed up, he was ready to begin his assault on Dark Core's Fortress, ready to defeat the last great evil in Equestria. He had be shadowing him for weeks now, and this was the time to strike. Readying his sword, Hoovesbane, he made a mad gallop, jumped, and flew...... Right into the side of Dark's house, about six inches from the window. The last thing he saw before passing out was the dent he made in the side.
  14. Your name's Nosey Bonk? *Puts on glasses* Oh, your name's Nosey Drop! Glad to meet you!
  15. Here's a place where you can feel free to write down any poem, of any style. I'll start: A poem based on Splatterhouse's ending song, Sento Nel Core: The moon, her pale light, Shining upon the water, my breath is stolen The cherry blossom she falls upon the dark pond, and sinks beneath the waves, Oh, fate, you have forsaken me, for she is gone, and her place in my heart, empty. In my dreams her memory still lingers, and my heart is heavy Cruel fate, the irony, to be taken from me, her beauty was alike to a thousand suns, but now, gone. The song:
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