Starburst

Starburst stands back up and moves back towards the refreshments, her cup balanced on the edge of her wing. She trots between the gathering herd of ponies and arrives again at the punch bowl. She hooks the ladle around her hoof, changes the angle of the ladle so the liquid inside dribbles into the cup on her wing, and sets it back down gently in the punch, moving back over to her seat. When she sits down she notices that many more ponies appear to be arriving. "A colorful group for certain." she thinks, taking a ladylike sip of her drink. "The light blue pony and her friend appear to be hitting it off. Fleur and Holly appear to be striking up a conversation. A bashful pony and his promiscuous mare-friend. A red-hued pony nursing a crate like a newborn. Looks like we're going to have quite a bit of fun this evening. Hopefully all these drinks and food I made won't go to waste. Maybe The Wonderbolts will make a surprise appearance." she thought, chuckling audibly at her last thought. The Wonderbolts don't even know about the party most likely, even though they were sent an invitation.

Starburst nods to Ice Storm, smiling. "Nevertheless, feel free to eat as much as you like. I've made many extra trays of desserts than what is seen here, and I have more than enough to serve all of my guests." Some of the other ponies at the event titter and whisper with each other upon hearing Holly's thick southern accent. The tittering only increases as she strikes up a conversation with one of the most popular actresses in Canterlot, Fleur de Lis. A silence falls upon the room, hanging thick in the air, the ponies waiting for Fleur to break the silence by saying something to the country pony. Starburst glances over with more than a passing interest, propping her head up on her hooves, resting them atop the table. She takes a bite out of a crepe, licking the whipped cream off of her lips, waiting to hear the response, pursing her lips together with anticipation. Not many people knew about the relationship she once shared with that most famous of ponies.. and no one would ever know. It was likely a secret she'd take to her grave. But that never meant that she couldn't have some fun at Fleur's expense.

(( Sure. ))

Starburst eyes the adornments on Holly Dashes dress, and directs her to the sweets table. To the large plate of Strawberry Millefeuille, and to the crepes with Strawberry creme filling. "Both of these desserts contain your fruit. I've made sure to represent many kinds of fruits for the palette here. Not everypony likes apples you know. And I'm more than enough of a Patisserie to incorporate multiple kinds of fruit into my confections." Starburst takes another sip of punch, ladling a bit more into her cup. "And I didn't say there weren't other kinds of fruit in the punch. If there were only apples it wouldn't be anything but apple juice. You're free to drink as much as you want. If one of these large bowls happens to be expended I can always bring more of it inside."

http://blip.tv/OLPresents/olp-my-little-pony-the-princess-promenade-5465026 Based on this... I'd think banning them in real RP is a good idea.

Ponies started to filter into the event, intermingling with ponies they already knew and speaking to ones they didn't to learn about their background and career. Eventually two of the members of the aforementioned band arrive, and soon the phonograph is turned off and the sound of Harp and Piano music fills the air. Mellowing the atmosphere and the chatter with beautiful classical music. Starburst squeezes her way through the ponies, apologizing for leaving so abruptly to Holly Dash. She offers Holly a warm crepe as a sort of peace offering for having to leave to attend to other matters. "In any case, I would like to thank you for coming to the gala this evening, and you're welcome to use any of the tables, and to dine as you will on the treats I've prepared. You're also welcome to have a bit of the punch as well. The apples used in the punch have been provided courtesy of the Apple Family in Ponyville."

"That's called Strawberry Millefeuille. It's a foreign dessert. If you like that you may also want to try the Crepes." Starburst says, taking a sip of punch and finishing up what's left of her dessert. "While you're here be sure to enjoy yourself, alright? If you have any questions about what anything is feel free to ask as long as I'm not tied up in other matters."

Starburst took a sip of punch while listening to this icy looking mare speak to her. She commented about the decorations and the setup, and Starburst nods. "This room is actually made from clouds. The floors are made of boards light enough to float on the clouds but dense enough to support a full-grown earth pony. I started planning about a month ago, all the sweets here have been freshly baked by me. I also sculpted the clouds and widened the room. With any change comes another, and soon after I turned what was a quaint little tea shop with a topside apartment into a spacious ballroom with a wide dining area. " After her explanation she takes another sip of her punch, reaching over to a nearby table to procure a sample of her Strawberry Millefeuille, bottom wrapped in wax paper so that it doesn't require a plate to eat. She carefully unwraps part of the dessert and sinks her teeth into it. The Millefeuille is a dessert consisting of multiple layers of puff pastry, whipped cream, and custard. On the top is a layer of Fondant, with streaks of strawberry preserves combed over the surface. The puff pastry is baked to perfection, light and airy. The cream and custard roll over the tongue and combine with the strawberry to create a sensuous flavor. She dabs her mouth with a napkin in a ladylike manner and proceeds to offer her guest a piece of the foreign dessert.

This should only be happening sparingly. Maybe once in a while. It could be a connection issue.

Well this works better in a system where everyone doesn't have access to everything. But in minecraft everyone can farm, or mine, or grow melons, or anything.

Trading is normally based around bartering. Currency isn't needed in a trade based system. If you really want to be that accurate, 1 bit = 1 gold nugget. I never got the appeal of shops in minecraft on multiplayer to be honest. It's all underground. You're going to be down there anyway. The only items remotely worth anything are the enchanted items.

Added to the whitelist

Oh wonderful news. Thanks.

...Someone changed the names on the Wiki. They used to be different. I commissioned the image itself when her name was Apple Cider on the Wiki, about two months ago or so. =\

Roleplay Type: World of Equestria RP Name: Apple Cider Sex: Female Age: Mare Species: Earth Pony Eye Color: Orange Coat Color: Light-Green Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Blonde, brushed to one side. Physique: Average physique Cutie Mark: Three Apple Cores. Origin/Residence: Ponyville Occupation: Apple Cider brewer / taster. Motivation: To make the best Apple Cider in all of Equestria. Likes: Apple Cider, Her extended family, Sweet tasting things, Wine Dislikes: Orange Juice, The Flim-Flam Brothers, Rotten Cider Character Summary: Apple Cider was born among her extended family, in ponyville, However, she lives with a foster family and has continued to live there since being born. Instead of being raised by Applejack, Big Mac, and Granny Smith, she was raised by a kind family who produced cider made from the Apple Family's apples. Her foster-father "Big Gulp" was the Taster, and her foster-mother "Autumn Gold" was in charge of the brewing and fermentation of the apples in the cider. They themselves are unable to have foals due to Big Gulp being sterile from all of the cider tasting. So without giving up, they adopted Apple Cider because they are unable to bear children themselves. Apple Cider actually got her cutie mark as a filly while assisting her parents one day in Cider-brewing. She slipped into a barrel of the stuff that had over-fermented, happened to get a few mouth-fulls and got quite.. hammered. After she pulled herself out of the barrel and stumbled a few times, she discovered she was able to keep her wits about her and realize that the cider itself was over-fermented to the point of being about thirty percent alcohol, and wasn't fit for consumption. It was then she realized her gift and acquired her cutie mark, three apple cores... of course, it didn't stop her from drinking more of it. She also shares a trait with her genetic parents, in that she enjoys the high life and feeling regal. Unfortunately the brewing of cider and the high life don't quite mix very well. Showing up to an event in a magnificent dress with the smell of cider on your breath doesn't sit well with most posh ponies. But she can normally conduct herself with poise and class, even if she is a little inebriated. But once she gets a few glasses of wine in her, it all goes downhill from there. Now she's enthusiastic about helping her foster parents make great cider. Most of the days she's in the cellar of their brewery, tasting the ciders and making sure they're properly fermented, and aged to perfection. When she's not in the cellar she's running back and forth between Sweet Apple Acres and her home, making sure she picks only the freshest ripest apples for their cider. She has been developing a acquaintanceship with Applejack and her family, she hopes to become more though.

Shadelychan and swiss_cheese_ftw we proved were griefers. Shadelychan was originally from brohoof. I was disappointed really. Shadelychan was a good builder. I'm sure Jacob did something that classified him as a griefer at some point, I wouldn't have banned him for no reason. Probably was something I found through Bigbrother / Logblock.

Starburst extends a helping hoof to help the clumsy pony off of the floor. "Hello. Welcome. It's a pleasure to have you here this evening." Starburst says curtly collecting invitations from the ponies, lowering her front legs in a small bow. "Can I help you find anything? H'or dourves?.. I apologize for the lack of entertainment at the moment. I scheduled a band but they don't seem to have arrived yet. The person collecting the invitations seems to be slightly tardy as well.. Hopefully they arrive soon so we can get this celebration underway. If you'll excuse me for a moment.. " She trots up to the stage and steps onto the raised surface, she reaches for a photograph, places a fragile looking record onto it, and raises the needle, dropping it lightly onto the record's top. In a few short moments the room is filled with classical music. Starburst sighs a bit and steps off of the stage trotting over to the punch table, ladling a cup of punch into a cup before sitting down at one of the tables. She takes a slight sip out of the cup and places it onto the pristine white tablecloth purchased for the occasion.

Swiss_cheese_ftw and Shadelychan were the two griefers.

Advertisements have been posted all around Canterlot, and Winter has been successfully wrapped up, due to help from the Unicorns living within. Now it is time for the Not-Quite-as-Grand Galloping Gala, a Formal dance similar to, but not quite as expensive or held in as large a foyer as the Grand Galloping Gala. The room is quite large for its size, but it is easily dwarfed in comparison by Canterlot Castle's Grand Ballroom. Its quite large, all the tea-shop furnishings have been molded into columns, a stage, snack, and beverage tables. Tables are stacked with goodies, all baked by Starburst, the Hostess for this Not-Quite-as-Grand Galloping Gala. There are many pastries whose names are much too difficult to pronounce laden upon all of the tables. Special punch has been poured into the punch bowls, courtesy of the Apple Family and their generosity. Clear plastic cups are nearby to ladle punch into, and there's a large chocolate fountain, warm chocolate roiling over the edges, with many things to dip in the milky flow. The spread on the snack tables is quite expansive. At least a few of everything you can think of sitting somewhere on one of the five tables of snacks. Cookies, candies, cakes, and desserts of every type line the tables. Chocolates of every shape and texture are aligned in floral arrangements on silver platters. Fruit cut into decorative, edible sculptures. Watermelons carved into flower baskets, apples carved into tiny animals, like ponies, fish, and even a family of ducks sits on the plates as well. Some exotic desserts from other parts of Equestria are mottled along the tables too. Crepes, Tiramisu, Strudel, and Millefeuille are marked on one of the tables and are desserts one is less likely to see without special accompaniment. Starburst paces about inside the Ballroom, waiting for the first guests to arrive in her magnificently crafted dress, courtesy of the most talented dress designers in all of Canterlot. She has requested for the Minotaur "Iron Will" to take tickets for her event, and to keep ponies waiting to enter in an orderly line. He hasn't shown up, and Starburst winces slightly, biting her lower lip due to the unplanned imperfection. She was also expecting members of the Apple family to make an appearance in their formal wear sometime during the evening, since they made the punch. She face-hoofs temporarily, realizing that the door to the ballroom hasn't been opened yet. She trots nervously over to the large line and pulls it, opening the large doors outward. After peering outside and seeing no-one she sighs with relief, as the Band hasn't yet arrived to play the event. She was expecting a four-pony orchestra, consisting of a Bassist, A pianist, a harpist, and a tuba. She even went so far as to prepare a piano for the Pianist. She sighs, pulling up a chair and a fan to cool herself down and to relax. Organizing a proper event was more difficult than she thought.

Our server isn't locally hosted and keeping a grief protection plugin was causing lag to all of the other ponies, So we decided to use a white-list so we don't have to worry about griefers.