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~Canterlot.com staff.
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*hugs Rose*
Woo! We're gonna make Canterlot even more awesome!
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[colour=#FF0000]"Well Spirit, a prank is like a joke that you do to another pony. It's harmless of course but just to tease another. Err... maybe Moon can explain it better since she seems to make more elaborate ones." [/colour]
[colour=#CC0033]“There’s more to it too. A good practical joke shows that you care enough for a pony or place that you make take the time and effort to make fun of them using physical props instead of using simple verbal or written jokes. [/colour][colour=#CC0033]You see, part of being a good friend is letting those you care about know about their flaws or odd quirks as well as their positive attributes. A prank is just an easy humorous way of doing this, and sometimes it doesn’t need any other purpose than getting a rise out of other ponies for laughs.”[/colour]
[colour=#cccccc]Spirit listened to the other ponies and nodded. It seemed very odd to her and she wasn't sure she entirely comprehended it all, but she supposed she did have evidence to support what they were saying. For that reason, it was easy to affirm its veracity.[/colour][colour=#ffffff]"I see..."[/colour] [colour=#cccccc]she started wispily. [/colour][colour=#ffffff]"Mr. Gray often exhibits abstruse behavior when interacting with me. Misdirection via partial or obscured truths, capitalizing on my lack of understanding to set up situations that will be startling or confusing... I had often wondered why he seemed so amused by much of it. Perhaps many such incidents were intended as pranks..."[/colour]
[colour=#CC0033]“Hey Spirit, pull my hoof!”[/colour]
[colour=#cccccc]Spirit stared at the hoof confusedly, not sure why it was being offered to her. She tilted her head and continued to examine it for a moment before raising her hooves.[/colour] [colour=#ffffff]"Very well," [/colour][colour=#cccccc]she said, somewhat unsure. Nevertheless, she gave a short tug at the mare's hoof.[/colour] -
[colour=#0000FF]“I understand completely, Mrs. Snowflake. [/colour][colour=#0000FF]I’d pay good money to see a Hearts Warming Eve pageant dealing with Equestria's founding as an event fraught with realistic drama. We don't need something that mindlessly goes though the same motions as every other pageant does. Why frankly, neither myself or anypony else I associate with has seen one of those shoddy productions in years.....”[/colour]
[colour=#000000]Crystal nodded. She supposed Dr. Merlot's perspective was not an entirely unexpected one for a stallion in his field. It was fairly valid too, she supposed. The traditional pageant hardly resembled real history very closely. All the same, she had a different opinion of sorts to present.[/colour][colour=#0000ff]"It's foal's stuff and surely bears little semblance to the actual history of the day, but all the same I would argue the weight of tradition gives the whole proceeding some small level of cultural value. The pageants have, after all, followed roughly the same format for centuries now. It's something that has endured in our culture for ages now, and even if the history is poor, it at least attempts to connect the foals with some grounding of events past and their significance. Because of that, I'd say it has a far greater value and place in the world than other brands of foalish nonsense..."[/colour] [colour=#000000]she said.[/colour]
[colour=#000000]Crystal shrugged slightly and gave a sigh. [/colour][colour=#0000ff]"Of course... all that said, I can't say I've attended a pageant myself for ages... Not since Snowfall was a young filly.[/colour]"
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"[colour=#8B4513]Um, excuse me, Radiant, ma'am, may I ask what this inspection is for? And, what will I be tested on?[/colour]"
The questions that came made Radiant stop mid-march and freeze up for a moment. Seriously? Shouldn't he at least know? He was the one getting inspected... Why did he not eve know what it was for? Moreover, what did she do now. Running to a superior would be a sign of weakness. Well... she supposed that if he didn't even know what they were inspecting, that actually might play to her benefit. She could, in that case, really just do as she pleased and make it all up as she went. What if she did something horribly wrong though? Ugh! Why was this so hard...[colour=#ff0000]"Umm... well... I-I er..."[/colour] she started blankly then gave a powerful cough. She needed to keep it together. She couldn't lose her composure, not in front of a private--not in front of this private. [colour=#ff0000]"It's a routine general inspection,"[/colour] she started giving a nod. If she covered as many bases as possible, she was least likely to miss something, right? Yeah, that made sense.
[colour=#ff0000]"We'll be starting with your physical ability. As a soldier, it's imperative you stay in top physical condition," [/colour]she said, nodding some more. [colour=#ff0000]"We'll begin by testing your leg strength, stamina, land speed and flig--"[/colour]
Radiant stopped herself as she suddenly remembered the pony in front of her was not a pegasus like her. Her eyes zeroed in on his horn. What even was she supposed to do with that? Due to her mother, her brother and her own personal fascination she knew more about magic than a lot of pegasi, but she still had no clue what was expected of unicorns in the REA or how she was supposed to test it in anyway. Ultimately she just shook her head and stiffened up.
[colour=#ff0000]"Yes. That shall be enough for the physical inspection. Stamina, speed and leg strength,"[/colour] she said nodding and resuming her awkward march. [colour=#ff0000]"now, come along. I'm sure we'll find what we need to conduct the inspections once we reach the training ground."[/colour]
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[colour=#99CCFF]“Glad you think so Miss Rarity! I gotta’ outdo myself constantly to keep my friends impressed.”[/colour]
Rarity was not an exceptionally naïve mare and she had already observed this unfortunate filly to be a troublemaker of a more serious breed than one might typically find back in Ponyville. Her smile's artifice was thus quite hard to ignore. However, while maybe it remained that Rarity just seldom knew how best to deal with children, she doubted what this filly needed was any kind of stern hoof or belligerent mare sticking her muzzle deep into whatever mischief she liked to concoct. No, Flakey was likely expecting such things. She seemed the sort who just waited in anticipation for some clueless adult to confront her with the intention to change her ways. Rarity had no intention to play that kind of game. She'd figure Flakey out another way, and maybe in time this filly would open up to her just as Valen had.[colour=#99CCFF]“Hey wait a sec! [/colour][colour=#99CCFF]Your friends are pranksters too? Aren’t they too, uhhhhh... grown up to be doing that?”[/colour]
At this sudden spark of genuine interest, Rarity chuckled.[colour=#663399]"So being grown up means a pony can't have fun?"[/colour] She smirked and gave a giggle.[colour=#663399] "I suppose I can see where some fillies and colts might attach themselves to that notion, but the way I see it, it is a misguided one."[/colour]
[colour=#663399]"Laughter is one of the key elements of harmony after all, darling. It's as important to a fulfilling life as anything else,"[/colour] she said, nodding. [colour=#663399]"Playing pranks, like so many other things is an art--and like any other art, those who choose to pursue it do their best to just get more clever and timely as they continue."[/colour]
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Haven't you had enough Raridash?!!?
Never!!! No such thing.
Also, yay for Pathfinder!
*hugs tightly*
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I wish for lots more raridash.
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I'd be wary of mixing canon from comics/books in relation to Friendship is Magic, the cartoon. Lore is already pretty vague/loose as it is, and not everyone follows the comics or other outside sources of lore. A good example of how these things don't match up is with the various "official canon" maps we've seen of Equestria. The one found from a promotion, the in-cartoon map, and the comic map are completely different.
the comic map actually lines up fairly nicely with the "official map" released. It just shows what is to the immediate south of where that map ends.
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"I acquired the item from the Museum of Equestrian History in Canterlot. In regards to it being a nice favour, I am unable to speak on Sir Goldplume's behalf. I found the arrangement agreeable of course, I accepted the terms that he presented me,"
Gilda was kind of surprised to find the highly suspicious mare giving her a straight answer. Seriously though a museum in Canterlot? Canterlot was pony princess land and the dumb ponies had more of their little REA guards there than any other pony place. How would someone pick a museum in a place like that, even if they were good? Sure, maybe some would say the same about Talonopolis, and that featherbrained Pathfinder had successfully wormed her way into practically every museum in the city, but it nevertheless seemed like something that should be impressive. Gilda couldn't help but wonder if she hadn't stumbled upon yet another master at such things, but this one cold and motivated only by coin where the Pathfinder was motivated only by her overpowering madness. Whatever else, this pony was definitely someone dangerous. Gilda needed to play this right or she was bound to, yet again wind up in a world of trouble.[colour=#996699]"How impressive,"[/colour] she said, nodding. [colour=#996699]"I take if your the sort who takes on a lot of jobs like this one, eh?"[/colour] she asked, not hiding her smirk.
"Would you like to visit the museum, I am returning to Canterlot tonight?"
This question was mildly surprising for a couple reasons. For one, this shadowy master thief was being a lot friendlier than most shadowy master thieves would be, not that Gilda have met very many. For another, it just seemed like quite the feat. Maybe the pony was looking for a fallgriffon, but stupid curiosity had Gilda nevertheless interested, so she opted to inquire only about the latter.[colour=#996699]"Canterlot by tonight? How you managing that? It's quite the trip even on wing..."[/colour] she questioned, eyeing the shifty character with increasing suspicion. [colour=#996699]"Gonna snag a ride on some swift flying airship or something?"[/colour]
"May I ask for your name stranger? You don't appear to be a member of the Goldplume family. You may call me Asteria or any other moniker that you are comfortable with,"
Asteria, huh? Even the name was kind of dark and shady sounding. Moreover, Gilda wasn't sure what an Asteria was. Didn't ponies typically all have dopey, silly dweeb names like Sugar Snack or Sprinkle Dust? All the more confirmation she had run into quite the unusual character... which in turn just made her all the more curious about the ponies game.[colour=#996699]"It's Gilda,"[/colour] she introduced herself with an indifferent shrug. [colour=#996699]"Gilda the griffon. Any other names I might have had, I've since left behind."[/colour]
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Gilda's decision to scope out the big Fetrock rock show out in the Equestrian Heartland had already proven a fortuitous one. She had, through dumb error, arrived on the scene a couple days ahead of time and for it ended up in a somewhat strange spot. While flying up over the concert stage, she had very nearly had all of her feathers singed to a fiery crisp by a rogue firework cannon suddenly going off for no adequately explained reason. Obviously this had resulted in her getting very rightly steamed and she had flown in in to confront the birdbrain down below who was responsible. That "birdbrain", a pegasus by the name of Ignition, as it were, was not actually all too lame, and was in fact stage crew for the show who had set off the firework entirely for the kicks. The two of them went and rather quickly found some common ground which ultimately lead to them dashing off together to party the night away at a rockin' club in Germaney. It had been a blast, and for it Gilda had ended up with something one might call a friend.
Of course, the surly griffon was still rather interested in the whole Fetrock deal, but now she happened to have connections! Yeah, meeting a pony who was kinda pretty cool was not the only good thing she had wound up from the whole ordeal. Because of Ignition, she wasn't going to have to slum it out in the cheap section straining her eyes, ears and everything else just to experience the rock. No, instead, Ignition had been given her a backstage pass to see all of it all nicely up close and personal.
It was pretty cool and it had the griffoness quite excited for when the show actually started up in full. Seeing all the musicians getting primed and the roadies and everyone hard at work to set it all up was kind of interesting. Gilda had to wonder if she would be able to do this kind of work. Heh, Ignition could and they were on a relatively similar wavelength, so maybe. But nah, it didn't quite look like her bag. Learning an instrument seemed cooler and less like work. It was probably more secure than solo flight shows and random jobs that promised to but never succeeded at getting her very rich. You probably had to be pretty good at it though. Still, it was something worth considering she supposed. For now, the name of the game was just taking it all in and doing her best to stay out of the way of anyone who had anything important to do.
Except Ignition of course. Giving her pony pal a little of the business really did feel necessary. [colour=#996699]"Hehe. Well, don't you sound cool and in charge. I wonder if anyone here would be able to guess how seriously you take this stuff when you're alone with it at night..."[/colour] she said as she approached Ignition at the close of her speech to the performers. She looked around the backstage area and gave a laugh before glancing back at the mare this time taking in her full rocker getup.
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I was finally able to sit down and watch this, and really I would have to say it was absolutely delightful. Better than I was expecting.
It was colourful, well animated, fun, funny and had the right heart to it. The characters stuck closely to their core and it was just enjoyable to watch. The plot might have been a little simple, but it was nevertheless effective. The character designs which were initially a somewhat hard sell on me actually aren't bad when you get used to them. The climax was quite cool and satisfying beyond what I might have expected and I even thought the romantic plot, which I had expected to hate, was quite well handled all things considered. Lots of fun cameos and references to the show too. In short, almost everything I had hoped for.
The songs were the one area where it maybe let me down just a little. I had gone in having read what Daniel Ingram had said and expecting awesome, MMC calibre songs, but really only one of them stood out for me. That one, the central musical number of the film, "Equestria Girls", was an exceptional song and sequence that stands with the most memorable and catchy songs to come out of FIM. The rest of the songs though... for me at least, they mostly just seemed like boilerplate pop tunes perfect to set montages to. I can't see myself finding much need to have repeat listens of any of them. The one great song aside, I gotta say I'm more a fan of the more theatrical songs featured in the episodes. Still, the songs weren't exactly unsuccessful in setting the mood and I'd call none of them terrible. I just expected slightly more, I guess.
That said, not sure what else to say. Maybe some things in the story get resolved a little easily, and perhaps there are holes in some of it when you put it under a microscope. For me, I was smiling almost the whole time, and as such I can't really say much bad about it. For me, it was a rewarding watch.
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Very happy to give this a stamp.
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Hmm, let's see... this is what comes immediately to mind:
- I think RariDash is the best of all possible pony ships. Most people don't seem to agree.
- I also think Luna is horribly overrated and not really deserving of her following. She's okay, it's just kind of overblown for who she is and what she's done, and the way it leads to Celestia hate at times is both annoying and unfortunate.
- Hurricane Fluttershy is one of the most redundant and unnecessary episodes in the show. Everything in it feels like something we've seen before and it gives me the sense that we're just covering the same ground with Fluttershy. It's also just not that funny or fun and the emotions in it feel forced.
- Fluttershy is the least interesting, least developed of the mane six. She has her moments, but she just doesn't have as much range or depth as the other five and for it her and her episodes usually aren't quite as compelling.
- I like what season three did with Trixie and especially Discord.
- Spike at Your Service is a good episode and I think Spike is well within character in it.
- Gilda is a genuinely interesting and relatable character; her reactions were understandable given the situation and her final fate, though indeed largely brought on by the glaring but real faults to her character, is somewhat tragic.
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- I think RariDash is the best of all possible pony ships. Most people don't seem to agree.
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Roleplay Type: Canterlot Chronicles
Name: Starless Shroud
Sex: female
Age: mare
Species: earth pony
Eye colour: very dark brown; left eyes is permanently damaged, she wears a black eyepatch over it.
Coat colour: An incredibly dark shade of violet
Mane/Tail/Markings colour & Style: medium blue in colour. Fairly short in length and unkempt. She always wears a hat of some variety (currently a gray, triangular pirate hat would be most common). Her tail is medium length and full, but also somewhat unkempt.
Physique: Somewhat tall for a mare, and in pretty good shape. Wears a worn out, gray overcoat at most times.
Residence: Born in Beakbreak City; now wanders, but has come to reside on the airship, Freedom Wing.
Occupation: Thief, drifter, con artist, and currently pirate.
Cutie Mark: a night sky without stars; more specifically, a rectangular patch of black containing a few wispy dark gray clouds and a bright half moon.
Following the incident at the Dragon's Peak mentioned bellow, Starless was filled with a want to prove herself and also make some bits. She marked a certain pony, an adult stallion, for a target and stalked him by night. When she didn't get caught, and in fact was able to pilfer his saddlebags without him even noticing her presence, the cutie mark appeared. It is a dark night sky, symbolizing her skill at masking her presence.
Unique Traits: Starless is a master thief who excels at effortlessly picking pockets. She picked up a number of other skills from her time as a thief as well, such as picking locks and easily finding places to hide. She can be silver-tongued when needed and has a respectable knowledge of gems and artifacts. She also has a fair knowledge of airships and can manage some minor repairs if the need arises. In terms of combat skill, she is most comfortable with small blades and keeps a total of three small knives in her coat and one in her hat. She is not, however a good shot with a gun and wouldn't know what to do with a full sized sword.
History: Starless lived most of her life in her birthplace of Beakbreak City. Her father was a criminal of some note named Slick Noir. He was captured by the REA after a certain botched heist and currently serves time in a prison in Stalliongrad. Starless and him never had much of a relationship, though in a way she respects him and what he's accomplished from afar. Her mother Nightmist was a lounge singer with a fair following, until her untimely passing when Starless was still a foal. Her lack of parental guidance enabled her to frequently get in trouble from her earliest days.
From the start she was a street smart filly with little respect for authority. As a young filly, her and a couple friends of similar disposition snuck off through the nearby mountains up to the Dragon's Peak, to play the ultimate game of chicken by harassing an adult dragon. The ponies were ultimately successful in getting the dragon's attention, and were forced to make a break for it as the fearsome creature chased after them. The dragon, who in all likelihood just aimed to scare the young ponies away, allowed their safe escape, but in the course of the chase starless tripped and an ember from one of the nearby lava pits got in her left eye, permanently damaging it.
This occurrence effected her greatly, but perhaps not in the way one might expect (aside from it directly giving her a persisting fear of dragons, who she associates with the incident). Rather than inspiring her to tame her wild ways, it served only to embolden her spirit by giving her a burning desire to become greater than that failure. To do this, she figured she had to make a name for herself, and to do that she needed to get rich. The easiest way for a pony of her disposition to do that was to take it for herself, so she became a thief.
Eventually she graduated from petty thievery to more elaborate tricks, and this brought with it heat from the authorities. She left Beakbreak and drifted for a while from city to city until she ended up in Stalliongrad. Here she came to the conclusion that the best way to escape the law was to take to the skies. She joined up with a crew of sky pirates, making a point of her tough and resilient attitude and the airship knowledge she had picked up hanging around the Beakbreak airship yards, she got a crew position as a deck hand onboard the Freedom Wing, under captain Gangplank, where she does her best to stand out as little as possible.
Character Summary: Starless is not a very kind pony, to put it bluntly. She has no qualms about breaking laws and she doesn't respect authority well. She judges others callously, lies constantly and keeps lots of secrets. She's also brash, cynical, impulsive, overly proud and quick to start arguments. She is furthermore something of a poor sport, she covets money and fame and is just generally kind of bitter.
Starless is a tough as nails mare who is nothing if not sure of herself and her talents. Quick thinking, quick acting and relatively fearless (unless beasts get involved), she can prove to be a valued ally when things get dicey. She has a decent level of control over her harder emotions, and is at least somewhat able to temper herself when she needs to or its to her advantage.
She's social, fairly well humored and enjoys having a good time. She also has a strange fixation/obsession with hats, something she has a large collection of and can get kind of weird about. On the odd occasion that a pony can manage to get through all the thick layers of cynicism, artificiality and aggression, they'll find a surprisingly firm friend.
Aside from her beloved hats she also loves listening to music, arguing (but only if she wins) and learning all she can about airships. Oh, and money. She's very much of the opinion that bits make the world go round and will do virtually anything, no matter how deceitful, if it means lining her pockets. She can't abide by fools, being forced to suck up to others and secrets being kept from her. Dragons are her greatest fear.
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Gilda gave a sigh as she lied atop a vacant stretch of cliff overlooking the Equestrian embassy in Talonopolis, trying to take a nap. As she lied there, she couldn't help but find herself wondering just what she was even doing there? What exactly had brought her back to this stupid, annoying city. She had been born there, but many times had she left it behind. She had discarded it, rejected it, because Gilda wasn't a griffon who had any use for a "home". There was nothing to tie her to this city, nothing to keep her coming back. And yet, she invariably seemed to return. Now, even after her little adventure on the wrong side of the law last time she was in the city, here she was again. She couldn't rationalize it. All she knew is that she had wound up here once more.
That previous venture to the city of her birth was still fresh in her mind. It had started while she was chilling out by herself out on a cliff overlooking the city just like the one she was resting on now. She had seen a suspicious pony and ended up following her out of curiosity. Cue an exceedingly feather-brained scheme that put her on the continual run, until... because of that blasted mare, she ended up getting caught. After months of having to put up with the Aquelian Marines on the trail of her would be accomplice, she was then duped once more and thrown into prison along with that fool pony. Stupid, stupid months followed until the two of them were able to break for it, and though eventually that idiot Pathfinder managed to get her grimy hooves on what she was looking for, Gilda was rewarded with exactly nothing.
It was one of the stupidest things she had ever gotten involved in, so Gilda was in no hurry to repeat it. So when a suspicious looking mare passed by underneath where she was loitering, she tried her best just to ignore it. A big part of her didn't want to get involved in anything this time... and yet, there was something about the mare passing closely by her down below that made her hard for the griffon to ignore. She was just extremely shady. She was a black mare in a dark coat. Her movements were suspicious, and moreover she was a wingless variety of ponies; those almost never wandered into the city just for kicks. Gilda couldn't help but watch her... and when a clearly very important griffon came to greet her, her eyes went wide. She had seen the guy before; one of the top members of the Goldplume family. What was someone like him doing here on the surface meeting some wingless pony in a dark cloak? Whatever it was, Gilda was pretty sure it wasn't legal. Unable to resist, she flew a little closer so she could hear the exchange.
The words spoken did nothing to dissuade Gilda of the opinion that this was a meeting that no one wanted overheard. The pony spoke without affectation and the griffon had a nervous excitement over everything he said and did. Gilda's eyes went wide as a beautiful golden figurine was revealed and passed from hoof to talon. So that was it, huh? Illicit artifact trading? The dark side of Pathfinder's trade, Gilda supposed. She chuckled and shook her head. How very curious. Her eyes stayed with the super valuable statuette. Oh how she wanted to just swoop down and take it from under the fool Goldplume's beak...
Gilda was an opportunist. She was committed to living life her way, which meant eschewing rules and being her own griffon. This meant she didn't have much of a place in society. Flight was the one thing she loved and the one thing she was good enough at to profit from, but flight shows and events for unaffiliated trick fliers were rare at best. As such, she didn't have a lot of money at hand most times with which to pay for things. This meant, she was stupidly susceptible when it came to opportunities to get rich quick. She didn't want to get involved in anything stupid again, but she couldn't help it. She needed to know what this shifty mare's game was. She flew down to confront her.
[colour=#996699]"Hey pony!"[/colour] she started loudly[colour=#996699]. "I saw that just now! Doing favors for ol' Goldplume there, are we? That must be real nice,"[/colour] she barked, getting close to the cloaked mare. [colour=#996699]"I think I'd kinda like to know where you got something that nice,"[/colour] she added with an abrasive huff. -
[colour=#99CCFF]“Not really. [/colour][colour=#99CCFF]It’s a concept for a prank on one of my classmates, [/colour][colour=#99CCFF]I sneak into Bright Stone’s bedroom at night, put a toy spider on a fishing pole, and I dangle it on her to see if she wakes up screaming. Pretty funny, huh?”[/colour]
Rarity chuckled and shook her head slightly. Oh, to be young. Or well, being a prankster she supposed wasn't entirely age dependent. A couple of her closest friends had never outgrown such things even as they entered alleged maturity. Rarity wasn't sure she entirely understood it; even in her foalhood she had never had a desire to deceive or find laughs at the expense of friends. Dash and Pinkie always seemed to have fun with their little pranks however, and so long as no one was getting hurt who was she to stand in the way of that? She nodded to the foal beside her. If nothing else, she'd try and use this to relate to the poor filly.[colour=#663399]"Ah, so you and your friends enjoy playing pranks on each other?" [/colour]Rarity started. [colour=#663399]"I have a couple friends myself who are always up to that sort of mischief. Sneezing powder hidden in flowers and what not. They've gotten me good quite a number of times."[/colour]
The mare gave a laugh and nodded again. [colour=#663399]"So long as no one is hurt and it's not done out of malice, I think that sort of thing is entirely healthy, especially for ponies your age,"[/colour] she said, smiling. [colour=#663399]"And I must say that you're prank does sound quite daring and innovative!"[/colour]
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[colour=#0000FF]“The name of the play eludes my memory, [/colour][colour=#0000FF]But in my last year of school before university, I landed a role as a prince in one comedy. It was one of those plays where the prince doesn’t appear until the end as some sort of last-minute prize for the leading lady. All I basically did was sleep in a glass coffin for most of the play, say a few words once I woke up, and then kiss the girl to end the show. The only reason I got that role because... heh heh, the production simply needed the handsomest face it could find.....”[/colour]
[colour=#000000]Crystal gave an affected giggle at the gentlecolt's story. [/colour][colour=#0000ff]"Oh my, I can only imagine! You with all the vigor of youth--oh how the schoolfillies must have swooned!"[/colour] [colour=#000000]she said, smiling. [/colour][colour=#000000]The mare laughed some more and glanced slightly upward, thinking back. She gave a small sigh. [/colour][colour=#0000ff]"I'm sure it was a delight, your play though. You had the distinguish of playing a memorable role without having to memorize very many lines! What more could a young actor ask for?"[/colour] [colour=#000000]she started, chuckling.[/colour]
[colour=#0000ff]"In my case, with the pageant, I fought hard to get one of the starring roles--being this was Cloudsdale, mind you, all of the students were pegasi, so all of the roles were on the table,"[/colour][colour=#000000] she said, shaking her head.[/colour] [colour=#0000ff]"I put my all into the auditions and needless to say, I impressed the director... unfortunately, it didn't quite end up as I wished."[/colour]
[colour=#0000ff]"I wanted more than anything to be cast in the part of Princess Platinum, my favorite character in the silly story. I was however more than willing to settle for Commander Hurricane if that's where they felt my talents were better applied. Our theatre director... he evidently had something else in mind for me though,"[/colour][colour=#000000] [/colour][colour=#000000]she said, giving another small sigh.[/colour] [colour=#0000ff]"I was given the part of Chancellor Puddinghead. It was entirely undignified and more than a little embarrassing... but I suppose in the end I was proud of the performance I gave, though at the same time not in very much hurry to repeat it."[/colour]
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[colour=#FF0000]"Well, I'm not really skilled with fashion either, but you are at least ahead of me with that because you read something. I really haven't had the time to read up on fashion."[/colour]
[colour=#cccccc]Spirit stared ahead with an unsure exp<b></b>ression. She somehow doubted Fire's words were entirely accurate. From the book she had read she could effectively recall the processes and compositions of a number of common fabrics as well as their qualities, but the concept of "fashion" was something that almost entirely mystified her. She knew which fabrics were the most durable and insulating, but she had no clue as to why anypony would wear anything but those fabrics. Even then clothing hardly seemed a necessity to her, at least in most climates; equine coats alone offered enough protection to go without in most common situations. [/colour][colour=#cccccc]Ultimately she just slowly nodded. Fire was complimenting her after all. Refuting her and clarifying things would not be wise in this situation if she recalled her early lessons with Mr. Gray. [/colour]
[colour=#FF0000]"Actually I didn't hear about it. What happened Moon?"[/colour]
[colour=#CC0033]“You know how on Nightmare Night you’re supposed to dump some of your candy next to a Nightmare Moon statue? Well, one time for a week before, I worked on how to use a paper-mâché shell to convert this statue here into one for Nightmare Moon. Then the night before the big night, I snuck out and covered up the Clover statue! [/colour][colour=#CC0033]Looking back on it, I probably should have asked an artistically talented friend to make the thing; my own effort didn't look too convincing in hindsight, but at least the shell was easy to dispose of without damaging the statue underneath. And hey... everypony else enjoyed my work of art; maybe I should too, tehehe.....”[/colour]
[colour=#cccccc]Spirit nodded. The customs of Nightmare Night were indeed something she had come to understand. Mr. Gray had had her participate in a big Nightmare Night even in Ponyville one year and it was something she could vividly recall. Throughout that night she had encountered a variety of unusual and perhaps unnatural characters as she collected candy. Because of that memorable experience, the traditions of Nightmare Night were something she had decided to research further. Spirit wasn't entirely sure why Miss Moondancer would need to modify an existing statue for the event though. This seemed unusual.[/colour][colour=#CC0033]"So girls. [/colour][colour=#CC0033]Got any stories of fun pranks too?"[/colour]
[colour=#cccccc]At this question Spirit tilted her head aside. [/colour][colour=#ffffff]"Pranks...? I'm not sure I understand..."[/colour][colour=#cccccc] she said distantly.[/colour]
[Road from Ponyville] Picking Up the Peaces [Mojo/Riverhippo]
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