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Starburst

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  1. Not necessarily. The whitelist was down. As in, it wasn't working for a while. Meaning anyone and their mother could log in and grief practically anything. I've updated the server to the point where the whitelist is working again. Though with my current world structure I'm thinking of changing that altogether. I can just set the default spawn world for any new players to some non-related world and teleport people we can trust to Equestria. Edit: That's what I've done. The whitelist was a hassle. I've removed that list and created a default spawning world for anyone to be in. Once a person becomes someone we can trust we will teleport them to Equestria.
  2. I've erased all the metadata for characters, I've also changed the default spawn. Players will no longer spawn in Equestria and will have to be teleported there by a moderator. The starting world is a floating world with no creepers.
  3. The Equestria part of the server was griefed so I had to rollback the server today. Whoever it was did some minor griefing to Cloudsdale and Canterlot. However, the rollback was able to restore all structures without any issues. If you've built anything within the past few days you may have to rebuild it. It wasn't really that great of a griefing to be honest. Rather lackluster attempt at best. Pitiable even. I guess whoever tried griefing didn't know that we do backups.. hourly. Hahaha. What newbs. I laugh in their faces.
  4. This is very well done. This was closer to what I imagined Ironmane to look like in my Ponies and Dragons game.
  5. Apple Cider lifted up the shoe with both of her fore-hooves and pushed it like a shot-put to the destination stake, which to her felt like it was miles away comparatively. The horseshoe flies through the air and rolls on the ground, leaning up against the pike that has been hammered into the ground. ( 8 - 1, Leaner ) Apple Cider nearly bounds in glory, nearly getting dirt in the folds of her dress. She's so excited by her mild success at throwing the heavy shoe that she grabs another one with both hooves and haphazardly chucks it towards the stake.. where it flies away and smashes into the trunk of a nearby apple tree, causing apples to fall from its bough. ( 2 - 17, Miss ) Her success followed by mild failure causes her to blush crimson, embarrassed that her success could blind her to the difficulty of the game she was just now learning to play. She slaps her hooves against her cheeks and rights herself, trying to forget the embarrassment so she can concentrate on defeating her adversary in a game of ponyshoes.. or was it horseshoes? "Who would wear such a filthy looking shoe anyway?" she can't help but think as she waits for Golden Delicious to throw his ponyshoes at the stake.
  6. Starburst waits patiently in the corner for her juice to be delivered to her. While standing there she did admire some of the decorations of the Carousel Boutique. It was very nice. It made her little Canterlot Tea Shop look dinky by comparison, but it took more than an Earth pony to enjoy the magnificence of Cloud columns and rainbows. Certainly much different than most of canterlot, but it was clear where Rarity's inspirations came from when looking at many of the dresses on the racks.
  7. Starburst not liking to see a mare in such a predicament heard Bon Bon prattling off to another pony about Lyra. While she does see how she could be a bit alienated by Lyra after what she did, if Bon bon cared about Lyra that much she should care less about what Lyra did and more about the fact that this was an Apple family promotion and that everyone was getting kisses indiscriminately. If a pony as dirty as Pigpen could get a kiss, that means anypony could. Even Flam, a pony hated by the Apple family. She decided not to get involved and filled her wings with air, flying off to finish her errands. (( Exit Starburst ))
  8. Post ponies.. that appear in videos that lots of people watch. http://thatguywiththeglasses.com/videolinks/linkara/at4w/35649-at4w-battle-for-bludhaven-1-2
  9. If your ipod was a pony, it would look like this.
  10. Starburst looked down. "I see. I was going to make the desserts there from the apples I purchased today.. but if you don't want to come far be it from me to decide for you." she said, forcing a smile as a commotion broke out behind her in the line. "I had so much planned as well.. I might as well cancel it if I cant get anyone to come.. "
  11. It wasn't disabled per se, Its just that bukkit hasn't been updated so its glitching out with the new patch. When Bukkit is reinstalled flight will be back up and running.
  12. Starburst's face blanched, even if it was already white. Had she not given Applejack the tickets? Did she forget to mention the gala at all? How could she be so stupid, stupid, stupid! She was about ready to pull her hair out when she noticed a dirt- trodden envelope on the ground, complete with hoofprints. She gingerly picked up the envelope and handed it to Applejack. "Erm.. This was for you. There are train tickets and gala tickets inside." she said, visibly calming down. "Hope to see you soon?" she says, beaming at the Apple mare.
  13. Starburst

    o)3)

    Its Steve jobs pony. He has the apple apple!
  14. Starburst claps the clothespin over her nose, looking a tad bit disheartened that the Apple mare didn't remember the kiss they shared. Talking through a clasped nasally voice she spoke politely to Applejack. Even with her nose disabled by clothespin and stench the smell wafted into her mouth, nearly making her gag. However, even with a clothespin she managed to speak a fair degree more elequantly than most other ponies. "You don't remember me? How could you forget a kiss as fabulous as mine? As I recall, you were quite dumbfounded by the audacity of it. I even have two saddlebags full of apples to show for it. See?" She points an accusatory hoof at her saddlebags, full to the brim with Apples. When she returns to face Applejack her lips have curled into a cute pout, no doubtedly practiced in front of a mirror for many hours to achieve the perfect lip formation, with just the slightest amount of a quiver behind them. "I even gave you tickets to my gala.." she said.
  15. Starburst smiles and wraps her hooves around Sweetie belle, patting her gently on the back. "Some juice would be lovely." she says, smiling. She figures if the little filly has something to do she won't make as much of a mess.
  16. Not really, just don't make it in a civilized area.
  17. Starburst shivers in forewarning as Lyra is unmasked. She feels... as if something is going to happen. Something quite unexpected and possibly entertaining...perhaps. She was drifting between multiple conversations at the moment, jumping between Misty and Rarity and Applejack and Rarity's conversations. She felt a little bad for eavesdropping, but it was to be expected when you're in close proximity to other ponies. Starburst chuckled when she heard Rarity's description of Applejack. "Prettiest, Nicest, Strongest, and Best mare indeed.." she thought. "Nice and strong? Perhaps. But best? Prettiest? She was pretty.. but not nearly as pretty as Rarity. Perhaps she was just favoring the mare with a compliment? She is generous.." she continued thinking, her thoughts playing into the conversation as it proceeded at a moderate pacing. She remembered the feeling of her lips upon Applejack's, and the taste of her mouth when she poked her tongue inside the mare's mouth. She tasted like... Apples. Quite delicious.. She wondered if Applejack would be available for seconds, or even thirds..
  18. Starburst almost wished she had accepted Sweetie Belle's offer for a snack. She sat there, waiting for the tiny colt and Rarity to finish their business. She yawns a little, bored, nibbling demurely on an apple retrieved from her saddlebags. She gently patted Sweetie Belle on the head again as she said, "It's fine, the ink didn't damage the picture. There's no harm done. Next time just be a bit more careful, alright?". She broadcasted a warm smile to Sweetie Belle and embraced her in a motherly hug.
  19. That's not what I imagine Bramble to look at all. That's much too confident. XP Bramble is more timid and bashful than that, but when the moment is right he can rise to the occasion and take charge. If you're looking for something to draw, you could do what you think the wizard you're looking for/chasing after looks like, or what you picture Filt Firehorn, Brambles Professor, or your Slaadi Frog Nemesis looks like.
  20. From the album: Starburst's Scribbles

    Just a photoshop monstrosity that I made last night from an old vector and some time on my hands.
  21. Starburst tumbles backwards to avoid getting beamed in the head by a swinging dress form, her pencil flying out of her hooves and into a wall nearby, where it stuck like a spear, wobbling in the wall. Her sketchpad flies across the room, smacking into the side of a table where an inkwell tips precariously over the side of the desk. The cap falls off and begins to spill onto the paper, getting a few globs of ink on the paper before coming to a halt. Luckily there was only a little ink in the well, not enough to ruin the image. The sketchbook is opened up to her dress design, sketched in monochrome, which lay only a foot or so away from Rarity and her small colt companion. A glob of ink seeping into the paper Starburst pulls herself up to her hooves with a little help from fluttering wings and trots over to the notebook, frowning. She pulled a handkerchief from her saddlebags and laid it on top of the blots of ink, letting the cloth absorb the ink before gently pulling it across the page, so that it didn't scar the image she had sketched of her dress. "Phew.." she sighs, happy that the image wasn't scarred by the ink, she looks upon the pages adoringly, like a mother hen who had just saved one of her eggs from rolling across a road. She picks the well of ink up and caps it, replacing it on the desk. She also laid her notebook next to the inkwell well within plain sight of Rarity, before moving to see if Sweetie Belle wasn't hurt. "Are you alright?" she said kindly, helping the silly filly to her feet. "You should be more careful, you might hurt yourself if you don't pay attention to where you're walking."
  22. Skylands is back up and working properly. Due to some Issues I had to reload the map, so any progress on the previous skylands has been lost.
  23. From the album: Starburst's Scribbles

    A posting banner for Alison Rose, for her pony Misty Morning.
  24. Excitedly, Apple Cider ttakes one of Pink Lady's cookies, tasting it in small, ladylike bites. "Mmh. These are quite delectable." she says, chewing a bit, touching a handkerchief up to her mouth. After a few bites she finishes it and tucks the handkerchief back into a hidden fold of her dress. "Thank you." she says, beaming. After she finished a cookie Apple Cider steps up to the sticks sticking out of the ground and examines them, wondering exactly what they're for, or how to get the horseshoes to stick to the metal stick. "Maybe its magnetic?" she thinks, internalizing her thoughts for a moment before bursting out rather abruptly with another thought. "Horseshoes you say? And the point is to throw.. horse..shoes and get them to land on these sticks? Surely you are jesting, fair cousin! That's so silly. But I shall try it if everypony else is playing these.. horseshoes." She pauses to pick up one of the metal horseshoes. "Why.. these don't look like horse shoes at all.. I'd even go as far as to say that these aren't shoes at all. Where are the laces? Or the silk or the seams? Who would wear such an uncomfortable looking shoe? How does one put on a horse-shoe? Are there laces that you have to tie around your hooves? That sounds simply uncouth! How silly... " she drones on about proper shoes for minutes before actually trying to pick up a horseshoe. "Celestia's flank, this is heavy..! Whoever would wear such a heavy shoe? It must be absolutely impossible to move around in.. They must weigh ten pounds.." she labors quite intensely and manages to lift one of the shoes, holding it up like one would a shot-put. "Who shall be my opponent? She says, laboring to keep the shoe hoisted, bracing her hoof with another hoof."
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