Bramble Rose

Bramble smiled up into the rafters. [colour=#808080] "Pleasure to meet you, Flit!"[/colour] he said brightly, then smiled down to Fuschia against. [colour=#808080] "Oh, she teaches basic and advanced aetheric theory, with a focus in the variation of practical application constructs from regional and individual influences."[/colour] He paused a moment, wanting to build on that ... [colour=#808080]"But honestly, a lot of it isn't in my field... I focused in a somewhat different direction, and two thirds of her papers go right over my head."[/colour] He grinned bashfully, rubbing at the back of his head. [colour=#808080]"My sire travelled a lot, too. Still does, actually - Paw tends t' gather round Galloplajara Plateau, but he can't keep his hooves from itchin'."[/colour] As Bramble started talking about his father, his tone of voice started straying towards a little bit of a drawl, but he quickly snapped it back to a brisk, proper Canterlot accent. [colour=#808080]"He comes back home every couple months, and my dam misses him terribly while he's gone, but it's part of his job. I've always wished to travel Equestria, as well - some of my work lets me do that, now, but it's hard getting the bits together."[/colour] He laughed softly. [colour=#808080]"As I'm sure you know!"[/colour] While he talked, he kept fetching cut flowers and more potted plants, floating them in from the cart outside, and settling them into various places around the counter, where Fuschia could take them further inside. [colour=#808080]"Sorry, heh. I'm babbling. So, um, this is a bit out of the Everfree, I know, but just from curiosity, um ... do you happen to have an Earth Pony in your ancestry ... ?"[/colour]​

Rainbow Dash looked up at Pinkie's cry, seeing the rocks starting to fall. She wasn't sure whether she should be worried ... or DELIGHTED! [colour=#0000cd]"Woohoo! A little excitement at last!"[/colour] She darted between the falling rocks, rolled under a particular large one, karate-kicked a small one away from Fluttershy, and generally had fun testing her speed against the cave-in, grinning like a lunatic. She winked at the yellow pegasus, patting her on the shoulder. [colour=#0000cd]"Don't worry, Fluttershy, I have faith in you. They need our help, and we'll help them!" [/colour] She looked around, her weather-mind following the fading echoes as if they were peals of thunder. [colour=#0000cd]"OK, now it's a bit different underground... but if I hear this right, I bet those giant worms are nearby, and.... this way!"[/colour] She started to move, but then stopped... her eyes widening. There, in the hall ahead ... it was one of the big worms! It just lay there, not moving, not stirring, the valuable gems studding its hide flashing in the lantern light. [colour=#0000cd]"Whoah,"[/colour] she whispered,[colour=#0000cd] "check it out. There's one of them now!"[/colour]​

Doctor Whooves turned his head to eye Serendipity, the only pony who had answered his question ... and a very outrageous answer it was. Claiming luck itself as one's one jurisdiction? Downright egotistical! He suddenly liked her a little more. [colour=#800000]"Well, then, good thing we'll be having you along! A little luck goes a long way, in situations like these! Not quite as good as, a-hem, having good timing ..."[/colour] he buffed his hoof on his chest, "but I've made it a point in my time never to discount good luck!" He grinned for the first time, a large, manic grin as things finally seemed to be starting to turn up. In fact, about all he really needed to feel right at home would be - [colour=#8b4513]"Wait... did you hear something?!"[/colour] he asked excitedly, though how anypony could hear anything over the wheezing engine... his head whipped around, tilting to the side. It was like someone was granting wishes! Serendipity really was lucky! [colour=#8b4513]"Ha-HA! Someone's crying for help! ALLON-ZY!"[/colour] He spun the wheel to the side, throwing the other ponies in the cart up against each other with the sudden turn, and hared off into the woods. After bouncing over several tree roots and hopping another couple hills, he spun the wheel again and pulled a few levers, coming to a skidding halt right next to Bamboo with a crunch of dirt and stone and a spray of leaves. He leapt from the cart, landing with a loud thump next to Bamboo, the leaves slowly floating down around him as he nosed into his saddlebags and pulled out his screwdriver with a metallic *shhhhhing!* He spun around, first left, then right, looking for the danger!​

[colour=#0000cd]Rainbow Dash[/colour] Oh no... This was gonna be like one of those times she lost HOURS of naptime and training time standing there in Rarity's Boutique while the fashionista tried dress after dress and ridiculous outfit after even-more ridiculous outfit on her! And yet, it always seemed so *important* to Rarity, she just couldn't say 'no' to a friend who had that look on their face... Though, she had to admit, when it actually came to the outfits Rarity made for her in public, she did a good job of making them something Rainbow actually *liked* wearing. The Gala dress was perfect for her, and that one outfit with the great hat was pretty cool. She had more dresses in her closet now than she had at any time in her life except when she'd been a little filly. And this dress did look stunning on her. First things first, though - Rarity looked terribly distressed. [colour=#0000cd]"Hey, Rare,"[/colour] Dash said, putting a hoof lightly on Rarity's shoulder. [colour=#0000cd] "You could never look 'a horrid wreck'. You could have a cart splash through a mud puddle in front of you, have Derpy drop an entire gross of eggs on you, and then get a summer breeze blowing an entire cloud of those sticky little dandelion puffs all over you ... and you'd still look like you were on the cutting edge of fashion, and everypony around you was simply 'dreadfully last week'."[/colour] She grinned at Rarity. [colour=#0000cd]"Still, let me help get you cleaned up, come on."[/colour] She led Rarity outside, then flew off - slower than usual, cause the long hair really messed up her flight pattern ... but then she realized that if she flew into the wind just right, and tilted her head back a little, she could make the ridiculously long mane and tail stream behind her just like Princess Celestia's! She played with that for a couple seconds, then blushed and darted forward again. She was NOT a pretty princess! She was radical! Swiftly, she fetched a dark cloud and brought it back to tuck above Rarity's head, then hopped up and down on it a few times to get a nice little brisk shower. She knew Rarity usually disapproved of this method ... but in the circumstances, she was pretty sure that it'd be all right. She kicked the cloud one last time to dissipate it, then landed down nearby, outside of the resultant puddle. Her teeth started to give a tug at the fabric. [colour=#0000cd]"There. Now we'll just get you dried off, and you can put this dress on, and feel better!"[/colour]​

Bramble Rose rocked backwards a moment, the cut blossoms almost falling out of his magical grip as he was surprised by a sudden hummingbird in the face! He steeled his will and recovered his composure, giving a soft laugh as the bird zipped back up to a sweet little birdhouse hidden up above. [colour=#808080] "Well, hello up there!"[/colour] he laughed. He rubbed at the back of his neck, then continued bringing in the flowers. [colour=#808080]"heh, well, as you can see, my skill with plants doesn't really extend to animals. He doesn't seem to like me that much!"[/colour] He chuckles. [colour=#808080] "You must get along fine with him, though! I don't meet many unicorns who are plant-focused. My sire is an Earth pony from out west, my dam's a unicorn from right here in Canterlot."[/colour] Stop babbling, you idiot! Talk about her! [colour=#808080]"So you grew up around here? Where is your family now?"[/colour]​

Bramble Rose perked up at the question. [colour=#808080]"Ah, yes! We should! Indeed!"[/colour] He let out an unnecessary laugh, then floated six pots up out of the cart and started inside with them, the green glow suffusing them. Most of the flowers in the cart were cut, but they'd included a half-dozen potted plants, as well. [colour=#808080]"I actually grew up here, too!"[/colour] he said merrily, then turned to her and swept a gentlecoltly bow, taking her hoof and kissing it lightly, while behind him, the pots arranged themselves in a neat-and-tidy row upon her counter. [colour=#808080] "A pleasure to meet you, miss,"[/colour] he said, his voice shifting into the accent of the Canterlot upper-class, without a hint of mockery or uncomfortableness. [colour=#808080]"My dam is actually a professor with tenure at the University of Canterlot. She used to frequent the wine shop that stood just where your shop now stands, as it carried an unparelleled variety of exotic specialty wines."[/colour] He drew back, giving a soft, self-effacing laugh, and the upper-class accent dropped away again. [colour=#808080]"Which was actually her way of saying cheap small-name wines that nopony had ever heard of. She loved being able to surprise her guests with very fine wines they'd never tasted before, and then keeping secret that the reason it was so exotic was because it was from somepony local without a reputation." [/colour]He turned back out towards the cart, and gathered up a half-dozen bundles of cut tulips, floating them in through the door.[colour=#808080] "Where did you want these?"[/colour]​

Sweetie Belle popped up next to Apple Bloom. [colour=#800080] "Ooo! Ooo! Me next!"[/colour] she cried, her voice cracking in her excitement, bouncing up and waving her hoof in the air. [colour=#800080] "I found out that hamster wheels are *really* dangerous, almost as dangerous as spools of *thread*, and you should be *really* careful about them!"[/colour] Lesson shared, she went to get her slice of apple pie and settled down next to Apple Bloom to munch on it contentedly. She leaned over to whisper to Apple Bloom, [colour=#800080]"Sorry, I missed what you said earlier cause everything was all spinny. Who was kissing you?"[/colour]​

Bramble Rose smiled brightly. [colour=#696969] "Oh! Yes, we have them all! I'm with Iris's Irises! I mean... ummm..."[/colour] He scratched at the back of his head, and gave an embarassed grin. [colour=#696969]"I mean, Lily's Lillies! ... wow, I feel silly. Been working for her for years. Yes, um. Bramble Rose, at your service. We have your order, yes! Irises, Tulips, and Daffodils!"[/colour] He led her outside, taking a deep breath as he held the door for her politely, dipping his head. "[colour=#696969]Each order comes with a free charm to keep them fresher, longer! The finest quality flowers, with that special extra touch! So, new shop? Are you bringing it from another city, or is this really brand new?"[/colour] He suddenly had a mental image of the shop floating through the air, and felt a bit foolish, but hopefully she would know what he meant. ​

[colour=#800080]Sweetie Belle[/colour] Sweetie blinkblinked and shook her head, her eyes opening again. [colour=#800080]"Muh?"[/colour] she asked, clinging to the nice cuddly... ... leg? She looked around muzzily, wondering why her room looked so odd ... Oh. Right. OH! Right! She scrambled swiftly to her hooves, wiping quickly at her mouth, blinking quickly. [colour=#800080]"Oh! Hi, Apple Bloom!"[/colour] How in Equestria did she end up asleep in the middle of the floor of the barn during Apple Bloom's party? That wasn't normal! She had a vague memory of some unicorn telling her she was sleepy ... ... [colour=#800080]"Did we have a curse placed on us? OH NO! It's not a hundred years later, is it?!"[/colour]​

[colour=#696969]Rainbow Dash​[/colour] [colour=#ff8c00]"If thaur was any pony eh'd ever kiss in this place, it woods be ye!"[/colour] Dash blinked in surprise, taken aback by the statement... then she burst out laughing, and her hoof came down heavily on his shoulder. [colour=#696969]"HA! You're a hoot, Carrot Fields! Good one! Almost got me there! It's gonna be fun hangin' with you!"[/colour] With a snort of laughter, she turned once more to head away ... and that's when she saw the increasingly large crowd of quite annoyed-looking ponies surrounding ... that jerk of a reporter. Her good mood disappeared as a hot anger boiled up inside her. What gave him the right?! Her first impulse was to fly over there and kick him in the face, but she tamped that down with some difficulty. Contrary to popular belief, she did think before she acted. A little. But she had no idea what else to do, here. She wished Rarity was here... Rarity would have that reporter twisted round her hoof in ten seconds flat! Applejack would probably advise Dash to just ignore it, but ... how could Dash just abandon the other fans to this jerk?! He had a camera, though. Was she willing to have herself plastered all over the news? Branding her seriously uncool? Forgetting all about Carrot beside her, she started talking to herself, glaring at the cameraman. "What gives him the right to come here and ruin everypony's fun? [colour=#696969]"Maaan, what would Fluttershy do?"[/colour] Probably befriend him somehow and make him guilty for doing this by being so nice... or her eyes would water up ... Dash didn't think she could do that... she was just too ANGRY. [colour=#696969]"What would Rarity do?"[/colour] Flutter her eyelashes at him and turn his words around till he was squirming, but Dash had no idea how to do that. [colour=#696969]"What would Applejack do?"[/colour] Probably just ignore him, laugh, and walk away. [colour=#696969]"What would Pinkie Pie do?"[/colour] Confuse the heck out of him... and somehow everything would turn out fine. "What would Twilight do?" Pfft. Probably be at even worse of a loss than Fluttershy or Dash. ... What would Dash do? Right. Charge in head first and kick him where it hurts. The hot rage suddenly chilled down, and she felt a strange calmness spreading over her ... almost like breaking through to a Sonic Rainboom, except she was also still angry at the same time. [colour=#696969]"Meet me at the food court, Carrot."[/colour] She pushed through the gathered muttering ponies to step up to the ongoing 'interview'. She knew he wouldn't recognize her. There were Daring Do cosplayers all over the place, and she was identical to several of them - including one who was right here. [colour=#696969]"Oh, wow, it's Madden!"[/colour] she cried in mock surprise. [colour=#696969]"Oh, man, I was such a huge fan of yours when I was a filly! Nopony could move the ball like you could! And I'd know that voice anywhere! What a great voice, right? The golden voice of ESRN! Man, when you got assigned to come here, it must have really roasted your peppers. What's a sportscaster doing at a Daringcon?"[/colour] She frowned, then, her brows dropping into a glower. [colour=#696969]"How the mighty have fallen... here you've got this great chance to show something new, to break out of your rut and show everypony that you're more than just some has-been jock, to show Equestria a whimsical, adventurous little fun time, but instead all you can do is feel angry that they took you off your normal beat, and take it out on all of us. Ruin OUR fun time."[/colour] She planted her hoof on his chest, leaning in to glare at him. [colour=#696969]"I used to think you were *awesome*."[/colour] she said lowly. [colour=#696969]"I thought you were all about having fun, that you were doing it for the fans. You always seemed so happy to see the crazy hoofball fans who would paint themselves in the team's colours,"[/colour] she said, waving her hoof at Pathfinder. [colour=#696969]"Who would stand there in the freezing cold for hours for a sold-out game on the hope that there might be a spare ticket..."[/colour] she said, waving her hoof towards the front entrance, where there were still some ponies milling about, hoping that the situation would change and they could get in. [colour=#696969]"You always seemed to love the little crafty stuff, the true 'love of the game' as you said. The ponies who just wanted everyone to know what they loved, and show faithful devotion to their team. Even if it was over something as foalish as playing games and tossing a ball around instead of doing serious adult work."[/colour] She snorted derisively. [colour=#696969]"I thought you respected fans. I guess I was wrong. I guess all the good stuff on your show comes off the prompt cards."[/colour] She flicked her mane back, stepped away a moment, then glanced over her shoulder at the camerapony. [colour=#696969] "And don't think that 'you're just doing your job' gives you any justification. This is wrong, and you know it."[/colour] Then she stalked away, head high, towards the food court, ignoring anything he might say in return. All the little insults she already expected, they wouldn't even touch her in this cold fury. Dash paused, then ... imagining the insults coming her way. And they all felt so ... tiny. She didn't realize she could make people's insults shrink like that. She almost let him ruin her day ... but he didn't have that power. Only she did. He was like a parasprite, small and fuzzy and unable to do anything bad unless you fed him. Now she understood Pinkie a little better. She let her head roll back and she laughed - not a mocking laughtger, not directed at him, but just in general at the situation. It rang pure and true, and caught attention. [colour=#696969]"All right, everypony!"[/colour] She cried out, [colour=#696969]"Let's not give him any power! All he wants is a reaction - somepony eager to have their spot on the news! I made a mistake confronting him, I let my anger get the better of me! But that's what he wants! It gives him power![/colour] [colour=#696969]"Spread the word! From this moment forward, he's part of the scenery! Don't get in his way, don't block him, don't bump him, don't answer him, don't respond to his jibes, don't respond to his barbs, don't respond to his questions! Madden is a potted plant! Let him get himself kicked out of the con for harassing ponies! That just means fire codes will let two more TRUE fans in! He isn't important enough to ruin our con!"[/colour] And with that, she walked away, laughing merrily. And the ponies nearest her started laughing too ... and the laughter spread.​

Bramble Rose hopped off the train onto the station platform, stretching a little to ease the kinks from the ride. He ran his hooves over his purple coat, through his white mane, making sure he wasn't mussed anywhere - he'd napped on the way here, taking the rest when he could. He retrieved his cart from storage, hitched himself up, and then started hauling. The cart was a bit smaller than a usual cart, with a terraced look to it - allowing it to show off all the flowers covering it. Today, the flowers were mainly tulips and, daffodils, and irises - he only came up by Canterlot once a week, to deliver to the shops up this way. He'd have to visit his dam this time - he'd skipped the last two weeks, begging work responsibilities, and her letters were starting to get a little bit pointed - in her utterly polite and reasonable manner, of course. Reassurances that she wasn't going to be lonely, understanding that he took after his father in that way, etc, etc... Ah well. He started off down the familiar streets of his hometown, smiling fondly. New shop, today - Green Hoof Floral. Adorable name. He wondered who the shopkeep was ... probably some sweet little old mare, if he knew his floral shops. And the sweet little old mares almost always liked it when he flirted with them. He reviewed a few opening lines ... "Excuse me, miss, I'm looking for the shop owner ... are you her daughter?" Hrmmm... not bad. Appeals to age were often well-received "Almost didn't see you there, you blend right in with your lovely flowers." Yes, even better. He checked the cutie mark on the order form again, just to make sure he'd recognize it. Ah, there's the shop! Oh, hey, he knew this street! Hadn't been here in years ... That used to be an old wine shop. He unhitched from his little cart, wondering what had happened to that old rascally stallion ... his dam would probably know. His horn glowed green, and a fine sample of potted irises floated out of his cart to hover along next to him, the pot glowing the same green as his horn. He stepped into the shop, ready with a disarming smile and clever introduction. Only one mare here, check flank, right cutie mark, look up to her face ... Um ... uh ... [colour=#696969]"I brought you flowers!"[/colour] he chirped up brightly, the pot offering itself to Fuchsia.​

Welcome, welcome! Glad to see you around!

Silver Flash let out a strangled noise. [colour=#008080]"One bit for the common room?!"[/colour] she asked, eyes bulging. [colour=#008080] "That's highway robbery!"[/colour] Then she cleared her throat, and shook her head. [colour=#008080] "OK, which of you guys took a single room, and which took a common room? Remember we still gotta get a good night's sleep before we start shopping. It's midnight, remember! And Sugar Rush - remember, this is a fantasy game, not a sci-fi game. There aren't any lasers... we could probably do something similar with an at-will cantrip casting magic item ... but that won't be freely available, and your bird might not be able to use it. But ... well, just a sec, let me note this down, and I'll handle that in-character."[/colour] She scribbled on a notecard, for herself. [colour=#008080] "Maaaan ... this guys so rich, it'd have been easy to get more. Ah well, at least we have expenses..."[/colour] [colour=#ffffff]Snicker Snack, back in her private room, swiftly counted through the bits, making little piles on her bed, then separated out 50 bits each into little pouches, and put the rest of the bits back into several sacks... she slipped a few concealed coins here and there, amongst her things, divided the smaller sacks among her saddlebags - along with two larger sacks if one wished to make an impression - and closed it all up, tucking her own 50 bits into her purse, and holding the other three under her wing. Coming back out into the main room, she dropped one little pouch before each pony with a flourish. Hearing Alfalfa's request ...[/colour]​ "And this is where you went, [colour=#ff0000]'Where's the store? I need to find an Amulet of Freezing for Sprout!'[/colour] " She mimiced Sugar Rush's eager tone of voice with ease. [colour=#ffffff]She replied,[/colour][colour=#ff8c00] "Heh. You won't find anything decent here, Alfalfa ... but don't worry, I'll get th' thupplieth for you, an' be able to make it for you thometime down th' road. And cheaper than you coulda bought it! Might not have it for thith firtht adventure, but we'll have it for the thecond!"[/colour]​ Well, they'd better. She remembered one game where the gamemaster never HAD let her use her magic item crafting feats ... and that had been incredibly frustrating ... ​

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[colour=#696969]Rainbow Dash[/colour] If there was anything Dash had learned from a lifetime of being friends with Fluttershy, it was that you never asked anypony to repeat themselves when they talked that quietly. It just made them lock up. So she magnanimously ignored whatever it was Carrot had just muttered. Instead- [colour=#696969]"Oh, really?!"[/colour] she cried out, brightening. [colour=#696969]"Sure, that'd be awesome!"[/colour] She didn't hesitate for a moment - stallion she's barely met wants to offer his workshop for her use? Why not? She was, after all, Rainbow Dash! Who didn't want to help her? She trotted over to the table selling all the supplies, looking it over. There was a truly bewildering array here. [colour=#696969]"Ummmmm..."[/colour] Dash murmured, eyes nearly crossing as she looked over the selection...[colour=#696969] "OK, uh ..."[/colour] She focused in on a display case full of already-painted miniatures. [colour=#696969]"OH! I'll have this Daring Do here, and ... oh, this Princess Veil one, I just saw someone with an awesome costume of that, and, ummm... " [/colour] She paused as the vender there informed her of their astronomical prices. [colour=#696969]"WHAT?! How... what?! Why ... how ... but the unpainted ones are, like, a TENTH that! I'll just take the unpainted ones, then! I'll paint them myself!"[/colour] So she got herself a dozen miniatures, and a set of paints, and a few brushes, and then there was the primer, and the finisher, and the special cloth, and the base stands, and... UGH. [colour=#696969]"Why is it so complicated?"[/colour] she groaned, dumping the whole lot into her saddlebags. Especially modified to have Daring Do's cutie mark on them! She turned back to Carrot, grinning again. [colour=#696969]"Right, anyway! where were we?"[/colour] Her voice got a bit distant as she counted off on her feathers, going back in time... [colour=#696969]"Egghead game ... you kissing stallions ... you tried to ditch me ... three Daring Dos and a Princess Veil ... body paint ... sneaking past guards ... AH! Right! You were gonna get me food!"[/colour] Her stomach rumbled in appreciation for this idea.​ [colour=#696969]Silver Flash[/colour] Silver Flash found her way to Ballroom B just fine - she tucked her map away in one of Daring Do's many pockets - this vest was *really* useful - and smiled at the small billboard out front declaring the events. [colour=#696969]"Making the Boring Breathtaking: How Daring Do took Archeology and made it Fun"[/colour] It seemed like it was going to be a fun panel! The organizers said they'd even gotten a real archeologist to come in, who was happy to have his craft be roasted a little! She set herself up at the entrance, and started greeting the fans as they filed in. [colour=#696969]"Hi! Hello! Glad you could come! Yeah, go ahead, take a picture!"[/colour]​

And that's very thoughtful of you. Unfortunately, just because no one is playing them now doesn't mean no one will play them in the future. Since they're named in the show, that's a possibility we have to keep in mind. It is a bit frustrating at times, but we have to be careful. Thank you for understanding. As for the response on her cutie mark - that's a wonderful meaning. If you wanted to add that to the app, that would certainly finish it off, but I'm not going to require you to do so - I'm going to submit this application for approval.

Silver Flash groaned and facehoofed. [colour=#008080] "Why would you ... I don't even ..."[/colour] She paused... [colour=#008080]"No, wait, let's do this in-character ..."[/colour] [colour=#ffffff]Snicker Snack groaned and facehoofed. [/colour][colour=#ff8c00] "Why would you ... I don't even ..."[/colour] [colour=#ffffff]She let out a long exhalation, then lifted her head again. [/colour][colour=#ff8c00]"Of courth we're going to do it! But we could have done it for more! That money would go for the purpotheth of THIENTH! For me, at any rate - and for you galth, you could conthider it a contribution to your 'be able to do good workth' fund! Doing heroic deedth ith important, but doing them well-funded is much better!"[/colour] [colour=#ffffff]Despite her frustration, she wasn't slow in grabbing one of the potions of agility. [/colour][colour=#ff8c00]"Ooo! I'll take thith one!"[/colour][colour=#ffffff] She also grabbed the bag of money. [/colour][colour=#ff8c00] "I'll be *right* back... I don't want to count thith out in the open, and we need to break it down a little." [/colour][colour=#ffffff] She took a long draw off of the ale that arrived, let out a satisfied *ahhhhh*, and smiled to Alfalfa. [/colour][colour=#ff8c00] "Thankth! You're the betht!"[/colour]​ Silver Flash grinned, pulling out a notebook. [colour=#008080] "So I'll just have Snicker Snack take it back to her room briefly, count it out, mark it in her ledger, and separate out purses for each of you for personal recreation expenses. Fifty bits per should be pretty solid for getting whatever we want in town, for private purposes ... but if you want to buy anything for supplies for the adventure itself, make sure to have Snicker Snack buy it for you, so it can go in the ledger as an expense, so we can get it back! Any problems with that, or do you gals want to roleplay that part out?"[/colour] She grinned at Sugar Rush to include him in the 'you gals' comment, then took a ruler and started drawing lines down the page for her ledger - labeling the columns 'description', 'SS', 'ALF', 'SV', 'REG', 'in', and 'out', as well as a final, unlabeled column. On the first line, she wrote 'Prepayment' and put a '4000' in the 'in' column, then on the next line she put 50 under each name, and 200 under the 'out' column. Then, under Alfalfa's column, she wrote a 49.8 and described it as 'Ales all around.' [colour=#008080] "What's the charge for an inn room for the night, Deevee? Are we going with five half-bits for a single room, or two bits?"[/colour]​

This is a really great character app. It certainly gives a wonderful feel for the character (who looks adorable in that hoodie!) And Snickerdoodle is a GREAT name for a pegasus. It has just the right feel to it. As a very minor issue that wouldn't hold up the app at all - I love the entire cookie-making history, and the cutie mark scene itself. It's wonderful, and very appropriate. I'd just ask one small clarifying detail of it: At what moment did Snickerdoodle realize something about herself that gave her a cutie mark, and what was that thing she realized? What does her cutie mark *mean* to her, other than 'making cookies'? Unfortunately, there is one thing I'm going to have to ask you to change. As much as I like the scene in the bar with Rapidfire, it's not something we can actually have in an app. Rapidfire is a named character in the show - tier 3 RP character for the site. As such, if someone ever app'd that character, you'd be defining part of *their* history and character, which doesn't really work for apps. You have a few choices: 1: Remove the scene. Which I don't like... it's too cute a scene. 2: Rewrite the scene so it only involves her crush, and no actual interaction with Rapidfire - not my favorite solution, but doable. 3: Rewrite the scene very slightly so it uses a made-up Wonderbolt, that has since retired. That way, it escapes the problem of naming a cast character, and just becomes another pony. If you want it to be an ex-Wonderbolt who was hanging around in the bar, you can always use the kilt-wearing ex-Wonderbolt I made up for Dash's fillyhood crushes: Cirrus McCloud.

Doctor Whooves waited for all three ponies to get on board. Well, there it was, at least. Pathfinder's group of 'helpers'. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure everyone was aboard. He peered up into the sky a moment, then nodded, threw a couple toggles, and declared,[colour=#800000] "And here we GO!"[/colour] as he threw the final lever. ... Nothing happened. He scowled a little, threw the lever a couple times ... then lifted up his rear hoof and gave a solid *kick* to the boiler with a reverberating [colour=#0000cd]BONG[/colour], and then the wheezing [colour=#0000cd]vworp vworp VWORP VWORP[/colour] started up, sending them heading on forward over the hills. It was ... much less bouncy than for a normal cart, though there was the weightless feeling every time he went over a hilltop with a small *hop* that left them airborne for a second. His mop of messy, spiky brown mane was whipped back by the wind, and he sighed in happiness to be moving once more. [colour=#800000]"All righty!"[/colour] he cried, ignoring Serendipity's question. Obviously he needed to pilot.[colour=#800000] "So! What sorts of experience do you all have in foiling death traps and escaping inescapable situations? What extra little handy skills do you have? Seeker, Ursa, and ... goodness, who are you?"[/colour]​

Rainbow Dash blinked, at the look on Rarity's face, and the glow of the magic. [colour=#0000cd]"Hey, there,"[/colour] she said in surprise, starting to get up off of Rarity. [colour=#0000cd]"I'm sorry, I thought ... What are you-"[/colour] The curtain hit her and a bright light surrounded her. Dash floated up into the air a moment, briefly lost in a bright light. As it cleared, she settled back down onto all four hooves, blinking in surprise. The curtain had wrapped around her as a white gown, an elegant grecian over-the-shoulder dress that draped over one flank but not the other, leaving all the colours of her tail to splay over the draped folds of the white fabric. A little shiny metal pin of a lightning bolt fastened the white gown at her shoulder. Her coat was clean, and her mane ... her mane had grown, sleek and draped down to almost her hooves, with two thick tresses taken up behind her head and twined together, their colours mixing with the normal stripes of her hair, making them stand out all the more. Dash stumbled momentarily at the sudden heaviness weighing on her head, looked down at the suddenly elegant garments. [colour=#0000cd] "What... what the ... "[/colour] Her blue wings flared out over her back with a couple of quick, startled flaps.​

Dash happily took the cider, always happy for more, and took a nice draw off of that, but then focused back on her water - stay hydrated, that was the key! [colour=#0000cd] "Thanks!"[/colour] she chirped happily to the barmare,[colour=#0000cd] "But we're pretty good here, and I gotta get home so I can get to work in the morning. I don't expect any of my team to show up to work, but I'm the leader, so I gotta make sure to be there just to tell them to go home and get some sleep."[/colour] She gave a bit of a yawn. [colour=#0000cd]"If they can wake me up from my cloud nap long enough! They earned it."[/colour] She turned back to Soarin', listening. [colour=#0000cd] "Ha-ha! Yeah, I was pretty confident, though I met this other mare who was also really good! I think the bottom first truly dropped out of my stomach when I was handed a silver wing-mare badge."[/colour] She grimaced. [colour=#0000cd] "I was soooo nervous for the next few days! I was sure that was step one to them kicking me out ..."[/colour] She brightened. [colour=#0000cd]"But that all turned out all right! I can't wait for the next Academy session!"[/colour] She rubbed her hoof awkwardly in a little circle on the bar. Comon, Dash! This is Soarin', you don't have to be nervous around him, even if he is a Wonderbolt! But ... what else was there to talk about? [colour=#0000cd] "So, um ... did you read the latest Daring Do book?"[/colour] NO, NOT THAT! He'll think you're an egghead!​

Rainbow Dash blinked, staring off after the retreating mares, then turned her gaze back to Carrot, bristling. [colour=#696969] "Oh, so you'd think you'd be pretty lucky if a bunch of beefy stallions came along and kissed you?"[/colour] She snorted at the thought. If that actually happened, she'd fall over laughing. [colour=#696969]"I'd rather have you kissing me than them,"[/colour] she said offhandedly, peering over the table. This was nothing new to her. She had always been vaguely aware of miniatures gaming ... as something EGGHEADS did. [colour=#696969]"Oh, justa buncha eggheads playin' a game... see, they take these lil' molds and melt some pewter figures, then spend hooouuurs painting them - "[/colour] She drawled dismissively, but then she blinked, and bent down closer. [colour=#696969]"Wow, that's actually really well done ... you can actually see her feathers ..." [/colour] She resumed her mocking voice, [colour=#696969]"And then they make all this terrain out of cardboard and-"[/colour] She was cut off as a thin wood buzz-saw painted up with shiny metallic paint popped up out of the base of the terrain right in front of one of the models, her jaw dropping. [colour=#696969]"Oh, that was AWESOME!"[/colour] Another player rolled the dice, and moved their player - a chubby pony that looked JUST like Salad, one of Daring Do's goofy egghead contacts - around the edge of the terrain, and then more dice revealed he had missed most of the traps. [colour=#696969]"Oh, wow! Salad's almost to the artifact! Ha-ha! That'd be hilARious if he got there ahead of Daring Do!"[/colour] Dash's face lit up as she leaned further over the table, her eyes taking in the scene unfolding beneath her. [colour=#696969]"It's just like a Daring Do story, except you're making it as you go along!"[/colour] She glanced at the nearby setup of unpainted miniatures with a longing look. [colour=#696969]"Nnnngh ... I'd love to be able to play this, but I don't have anywhere to set it up. This stuff would probably drop right through my floor!"[/colour]​

Purple Haze looked up to Miss Cheerilee, but she was already on her way to talking to other little foals - Purple Haze leaned out of her little fort, peering at the broken table, the two halves slanting down to the ground beneath them, toppled and snapped by the chaos of earlier. Put her precious cake on THAT?! [colour=#ff8c00]"Ach, Nae thankee, Miss Cheerilee!"[/colour] she called to the teacher. [colour=#ff8c00]"Oi think Oi'll jes' keep an eye open here, roit then? That dinnae look tae stable there, that it dinnae!"[/colour] Yeah, if foals wanted cake, they could come on over this way, and she'd pass out slices through a little hole in her fort. The only one she'd let in would be Apple Bloom, to blow out the candles!​