Starburst

Alrighty. Due to a sizable donation the server is now paid for for the rest of the year at 4 slots!

Super Mario Brothers.

I. Have. No. Job. I could do commissions to pay for the server cost. If anyone wants a vector of their ponies or whatever its a flat 20USD into my paypal. Otherwise, it stays two. It expires in 13 days. If I can't find some way to make some money to pay for it I can't keep it up. I can do any pose you've seen in the show with changes. If you have a sketch or something or a pony creator pony to base an image on it helps.

I think he's funnier.

Starburst smiles, and thanks rarity, before leaving to attend to other matters. ( I'll be back for the dress later! )

Alright yeah. Go ahead

Starburst let loose a salvo and fired at all of the targets in the farthest rows back, aiming for only the cupcake. ( 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 89, 88, 89 )

In the end what a leak does is make people want that much more to play the full version of the game. There are many other games that have suffered leaking before development was finished that turned out fine. Mass Effect 3 is just one just to name a few. Giving information about a game just makes people want to play the game more. And now that it has been leaked it can't be unleaked, so people are just going to have to play the unfinished product until a more concrete version of the game does come out. I do feel bad for these guys though. They tried to make something that everyone could love, trusted the wrong person, and got screwed. Now a pre-version of the game is going to be out there until the finished version comes out and people forget about the old one and play the new one.

Apple Cider grabbed one of the horseshoes and hurled it overhand at the stake. It slammed into it and spun around with force before plopping down into the dirt, ( 20 + 13, Ringer ) to which Apple Cider jumped up in the air and clopped her hooves together. The motion got her caught in her long dress and she had to struggle to realign herself before she lost her balance. "Wh-whoaaa." She said with concern as she nearly tumbled into the dirt, the horseshoe in her other hand was released before she was able to correct her balance, causing it to roll along the ground before thumping down near the steak. ( 18 + 13, 0.5 in ) Unable to correct her balance after the counterweight horseshoe was released from her hoof she tumbled to the ground in a cloud of dust, coughing liberally.

Starburst beamed at the reception and shuffled away from the slowly melting table. "Ehehe... Would you be able to finish it by tomorrow evening.. perhaps?" she said innocently, scratching the back of her head with a hoof, avoiding eye contact and pursing her lips in knowing that in coming here so late with her party planning she was putting an awful lot of stress on the dressmaker to create something elegant and magnificent in such a short period of time. "If you could I would definitely be willing to include a ticket to the event in your payment, as well as mentioning to a few of the Canterlot upper crust where I got such a magnificently crafted dress.." Starburst said, ending her sentence short. It wasn't good haggling sense to put all your cards on the table at once, and she had a few more cards to throw out before the negotiations were over.

Starburst sets her "beverage", down on the table, where it promptly begins to melt through its glass, through the table, and onto the floor. It's a wonder what a filly can do with some apple juice and a blowtorch nowadays. She gently pats Sweetie belle on the head in silent mourning for the juice that once was. Adressed by the fashionista she promptly turns her head from the juicy catastrophe and its creator wondering how her lips survived where the table and glass did not. "I'm here to commission a dress for my Gala. I've sketched out a design on the sketchpad over there." she says, pointing a hoof in the direction of the sketchpad. It needs to be ready shortly, and it will be on display to all of the canterlot elite while I'm wearing it during the Gala, so it must be absolutely perfect. Naturally I knew I had to come here. Few can take needle to thread on a dressmaker's form and come up with things half as good as you've created.. And I've bought many a dress in the past from others and found their work to be not quite up-to-snuff."

Starburst stared at the glass with burnt edges. It was obvious that the glass had warped from the heat. The liquid inside had long since congealed along the edges of the glass, forming a sort of sick looking brown layer on the surface of.. actually could this even be called a liquid anymore? Not wanting to hurt the feelings of Sweetie belle, she purses her lips closed and lifts the glass up to her mouth. The stench that rises as the liquid moves is sickly sweet, and almost forces a reaction away from her poker face. Still, she manages to stay composed and it looks as if she's drinking for a moment or two, instead the "liquid" is only barely touching her lips, and not passing at all through beneath them. It was a technique she once learned and mastered in Canterlot when one didn't want to imbibe but was offered something they just couldn't refuse. She leans over and pats Sweetie Belle on the mane, smiling at her. "Thank you for the refreshments." she says, inching closer to a plant inconspicuously.

Apple Cider fetched the horseshoes and rolled away part of her dress so it wouldn't get dirty when she hurled her horseshoes.. Fortunately for everypony the first throw didn't hit anyone.. but unfortunately, the mailbox was open and the wild pitch landed inside the box hard enough for the door to jar itself closed and the flag to come up. ( 7+14, Miss. ) "Oh.. my.. I do seem to need quite a bit of practice at this.. I'm still getting used to the weight of these heavy shoes." she said, quite sure at this point that the shoes were used as weights for some form of manual labor. Her second pitch was much more successful than her first, it sailed through the air in somewhat slow motion, spinning on its access as it slammed into the pike, spinning around it until it fell lazily around the stake and into the dirt. Apple Cider couldn't help but holler when the shoe sailed straight towards the stake. "I did it!" She said with a rousing cheer, taking another bite of the cookie she had in her hoof. ( 19+15, Ringer ) The third pitch flew at a strange angle and rolled along the ground ( 14 + 16, 1.5 inch ) and dropped before it could make its way to the stake. "Ooooh... So close..." Her last pitch gets closer, but still lies an inch away from the stake after it finishes rolling. ( 9 + 3, 1 inch ) "Oh well. I think I'm getting used to the weight but I'm nowhere near as good as him." she says, motioning over to Braeburn.

If you're gonna blame anyone, blame the griefers. Welcome back Popcornpuffs. I love your icon. Everytime I see it I want to sing a sing about popcorn.

It could've been that most of your cows were Sterile. Since you're crossbreeding them with themselves.

Starburst yawns as the other pony has his funeral tuxedo made. She simply didn't expect such a long wait for something as small as a dress commission. She didn't want to go to a Canterlot dress shop because they were snooty and charged far too much for the same amount of work.. most likely due to laziness than anything else. The Canterlot elite were hardly cheap in their labors. She sits down and waits rather impatiently for her juice to be delivered. "It's been a few minutes.." she thinks. "How long can it really take to pour some juice?"

It was full last night.

Ponyshrug.jpg You may have to rebuild it. I can grant you the materials you used to build it without you having to gather it.