Trombone2525

Applejack helped to fend off the ponies that tried to attack them as they ran towards the safehouse. Then she noticed Flashbomb. "NO! Quill, we got to hurry! He might not make it much longer out here!" She said as she bucked somepony in the face.

(Yeah, I think I'm gonna move this to the 18+ section. And by move, I mean copy and paste the contents of this thread to a new thread. I'll post the link here when I'm done.)

>Find way to weaponize trombone.

Hm... Forte has always imagined kicking butt with a trombone-shaped sword, but none of his trombones are sharp enough to do any damage. He could just hit enemies with it... Oh well.

>Do something adorable.

What the **** kind of command is that? No.

>Eat food.

Thats much better. Only one problem...

>Look downstairs.

Forte cautiously opens the door... And... BANG! CLANK! There is a pile of trumpets blocking the door. Its that trumpet player in the band. He always does stuff like this...

>Grumble in anger.

Forte proceeds to grumble in anger, laying out a stream of MAD BAD WORDS.

Applejack picked Flashbomb up. "Pinkie, help me carry him back to Angels house. We've set up a safe zone there. He needs rest, not to be chased by some lovestrucks."

==>

[tp] Like, who even says that anymore?

[tp] Get with the times.

[tp] Speaking of which, have you seen that new game thats coming out?

[tp] Sburb?

[tp] I think we should play that.

[tp] I got special access to the beta! I sent a copy to you, wherever it is you are.

[tp] Well, I'm gonna get ready. I suggest you do too.

tromboneplayer [tp] has ceased chatting with flashbomb [fb]

>Set strife specibus

Forte decided of his own free will to set his strife specibus! Now, everypony who gets a sylladex gets one strife specibus free. So he has to make this choise carefully...

>Set strife specibus to trombonekind

Thats the stupidest idea Forte has ever heard. He would never hurt an innocent trombone by fighting with it. Whoops!

==>

Looks like his strife specibus is set to trombonekind! Oh well. Good thing he has so many trombones.

Applejack glared at Discord, then left. She walked around, careful to not let any lovestrucks see her. She looked herself over. "Oh, pony feathers. My dress is ruined." Her eyes widened as she reached up and patted her mane. "Oh thank Celestia, the gem is still there. Flash?" She saw the blue blur crash into town hall. She charged over, but Quillheart beat her there. "Please tell me he's okay."

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[tp] Thank you ever so much.

[tp] Haha, lollygagger?

[tp] Really?

[tp] That was lame.

(this is a lot more difficult on my dinosaur of a phone. I think im going to bed. Good first day! This should be good)

"No, Ah will not calm down. Ah dont know how, but Ah know you had a part in this. You turned my Flashbomb into one of those things! You turned plum near everypony into one of those things!" Applejack yelled, anger seething into her voice.

Applejack jumped when Discord appeared. "You liar! You are just eatin up all this chaos, aint ya?" She said, fixing Discord with an angry glare.

(it seems you are my friend)

>Examine funny hat.

Excuse me? It is not a funny hat! Forte is offended by the notion of it being called a hat. It is called a shako. It is the traditional headwear of marching bands! And Forte wears it with pride!

>Why is the feather glowing?

Thats just the magical chat client, MagicChat! Forte uses it to talk to his good friend!

>Chat up good friend

Jolly good idea!

tromboneplayer [tp] began chatting with ???

[tp] Hey Flashbomb.

[tp] You still havnt made a chat name yet?

[tp] Thats some weak stuff right there.

[tp] You know I'm just messin with ya.

[tp] But seriously.

[tp] I cant be talking to ??? all the time.

[tp] It looks weird.

Applejack turned, hearing voices, only to see Flashbomb and Discord dissappear. "Flashbomb! NO!" She said, running to the spot where he was.

(What? The stars are supposed to be c r a p. Not sure why that would be censored...)

(No, you're doing great! )

>Examine fourth wall

The... Fourth wall? Forte's not sure what that means... Oh!! You must mean the other wall! The one he breaks all the time. Yeah, trying to rebuild technology that hasnt had any use for thousands of years tends to get a bit frustrating. Luckily, though, that also happens to be the wall with the window. So Forte just thinks of it as expanding his window. What to do now?

>Play with Sylladex

What an absurd notion! The sylladex is not a toy! The sylladex is an essential part of any young pony's adventure. It is what allows him to use and carry objects that would normally be beyond their capasity to carry. Or it's just used to carry around a butt load of ****. Speaking of which, Forte's sylladex is looking rather empty.

>Fill sylladex

Forte decides to fill his sylladex with random ****. Forte, being somewhat tech savvy, unlike somepony he knows *rolls eyes at Flashbomb, even though he is far away* has managed to modify his MODUS, which is like an operating system for sylladex's. Or whatever the plural for sylladex is. Unlike the FETCH MODUS, which is what most ponies use, Forte uses a custom MUSIC MODUS. This requires that Forte sing, hum, whistle, play, or otherwise make audible a specific tune for each item he wishes to withdraw from his sylladex. Cumbersome, you say? Pointless, you say? Not for a musically inclined pony like Forte!

>Shut up and capchalouge some **** already.

Fine, Mr bossy pants! Forte decides to capchalouge a couple of trombones, some books on ancient equestrian politics and his unfinished firearm. Who know's what he might need. He sure doesnt.

Applejack watched in horror as the potion began to take control of her sweetheart. It hurt her to see him like this. Wasnt there something she could do? Alas, sadly not. She turned to Time Spinner. "Ah'll go too. Ah can hold my own against them ponies."

(Yeah, sounds good!)

>Examine room

Forte got bored sitting at his table, looking over his nonfunctioning firearm. Where in the wide wide world of Equestria could he find parts for this? If only he could make them... Oh well. He decided to take a look around his room. On one wall was his quite impressive collection of trombones. He had just about every possible kind of trombone imaginable. Like, literally. Every. Possible. Kind.

>Admire wall of trombones

Dang, thats a lot of trombones... What does that one even do? It's got like... knobs and levers... Do instruments even have those? Apparently, cause it's sitting right there.

>Okay, thats enough trombones. Look at something else.

No! You can never have enough trombones! But, I guess it is time to look at something else. Forte walks over to the third wall. This wall is full of bookshelves containing his equally impressive collection of Equestrian history, all perfectly organized chronologically. From the first pony civilizations, to the reign of discord, to the griffon wars, Forte has knowledge of just about every major topic in Equestrian history. Which means he has a lot of time on his hands...

[colour=#282828]>Enter Name, Gender, and Species[/colour]

[colour=#282828]His name is Forte Fermata. He is a pegasus stallion, with a green coat and a short, messy brown mane and tail. His interests include musical instruments, predominantly the trombone, firearms, though they havent been used or seen since before the rule of Celestia, and Equestrian history, which is how he came to know of firearms. You didnt think they were something everypony used, did you? What use would a peace loving race of various equines have for guns? Certainly not to shoot eachother. At least, not now. He has been working on a functional model of a firearm of old, though he has not had the best of luck. He has been missing some parts.[/colour]

Applejack was tearing up as she listened to Flashbomb. "Ah love you too..." She said. She closed her eyes as he was silenced, knowing it was for the best.

Applejack looked at Flashbomb, concern once again on her face. "No... No, you cant! Ah dont want to loose you again! You cant turn into one of those mindless ponies. There has to be something we can do!"

"Oh, Ah've seen worse sugarcube. Now, would ya kindly catch me up as to whats going on? Whats with all these ponies runnin around, chasin after eachother?" Applejack asked Flashbomb, tilting her head in confusion.

"You think Ah'd let some lovestuck ponies get the best of me, the best apple bucker in Equestria! Give me more credit than that." Applejack joked, smiling, so happy her special somepony was okay.

Applejack walked up the stairs. When she saw Flashbomb, she ran up to him, hugging him tight, not knowing about his injuries. "Oh, Flashbomb! Ah'm so glad you're okay!"

Applejack wasnt quite sure who the two ponies were. She had never seen the one with the pocket watch before, but she remembered the other one. She recognized him from the dance as one of Flashbombs friends, so she tentatively returned the hug. "Where is Flashbomb? Is he okay? Did he... Turn?" She asked, the worry evident in her voice.

(I'm being wishy washy! Joining back in. Haha, I cant stay away! Gotta know what happens... Anyway, where's Applejack during all this? Lets find out...)

Applejack had been running through town, looking for her friends. And Flashbomb... She hoped he was okay. She was getting tired from fighting off the lovestrucks. Then, she saw Flashbomb carrying two ponies on the roof of Angel Snapps house. She ran over, the area was surprisingly clear of Lovestrucks. She slammed on the door. "Flash! Its me, Applejack! let me in, hurry!!"

(Alright, so, despite my earlier post, I am offically removing myself from this RP. I just cant keep up. I'm sorry everypony, and I give control of Applejack to Dabom444. I've had fun with how this has gone so far. Hope you guys have fun with the conclusion of this!)