Starburst

Starburst smiles at Rarity, grabbing a pencil and a notebook from her apple-filled saddlebags, making some last minute dress designs while she waits on the tiny pony in front of her to be finished with his business. She looks around the shop and targets a dress with something she likes, and scribbles in a modification to the pleats on the dress, adding a bit of clouds as flair on the tail end while she draws the final touches.

After a few edits on the design she chews on the pencil. wondering if there's anything she could do to make it better.

Starburst almost visibly gags when the flies shift past her, and can barely hold herself up as the smelly pony moves into closer proximity. She already feels woozy from the first blast of stench, and is quite glad when the wind shifts and blows the stink in the other direction. She politely holds her tongue and pinches her nose with a hoof, trying to be as polite as possible to Pigpen.. but not overly polite. He did smell like a combination of year old cheese, garbage, and unwashed hooves.. or maybe Sulfur, and wet dog.. It was a hard scent to place.. But it was nauseating nonetheless, and Starburst shrunk back many feet when he moved closer to speak to Rarity.

Apple Cider smiled and hugged Applebloom, pulling her close and wrapping her in a warm embrace.

She picks up a handkerchief from the pile of gifts and begins wiping Applebloom's face liberally, getting all of the crumbs and pie fillings off before turning attention to her dress. The handkerchief makes short work of the mess, and she grabs Applebloom's hoof, placing it there after folding it into a little Triangle. "This is a magic handkerchief enchanted by the unicorns in Canterlot to clean any mess. I think it should remain with you." she says, smiling, gently pinching Applebloom's cheek.

"But there is the issue of what to do with this bowler hat and scarf that I was originally going to bequeath to Applebloom.. " after surveying the family she she trots over to Apple Pie, wraps the scarf around her neck, and placed the bowler hat on her head. "There we are." she says, and returns to the pile of luggage, digging through the pile of gifts, examining them and handing them out to the ponies they go best with.

She retrieves a nice plaid Neckerchief from the pile and wraps it around Apple Bumpkin's neck, smiling. "I think this one goes best with you. It's made from Spider Silk, which is far stronger than regular cottons and textiles. I was also told that its a good material for accepting or receiving enchantments placed by unicorns as well."

She was glad to have a family like the Apples. Even though she was adopted into the Apple family they were more her family than her real parents ever were, and she was happy to have them.

Sure sure.

Apple Cider steps off of the express, back from her return trip from Canterlot. She absolutely loved socializing with the rich ponies there, and she considered herself one of them for all intents and purposes. She was the Cider taster in a long line of Cider tasters originating from the Apple family's cider making days. A cutie mark consisting of three apple cores rested on her flank, along with her luggage, of which there were at least three suitcases, saddlebags, and a hoof-bag.. which were all resting on the back of a bellhop, whose legs were getting quite shaky from the weight. She quickly used him to move her luggage into Sweet Apple Acres, where she trotted up to meet the rest of her family... In an elegant Canterlotian dress.

"Hello my Family! It has been such a long time.. months! Years even!" she says, such a long time indicating the time between her trip to canterlot and back, numbering fewer than three days. "I have so many souvenirs for everyone. I bought a hat for Applebloom.. and a polished black cane for Grammasmith.. a nice shiny plow cleansing kit for Big Macintosh, a little bone for Winona.. A spider-silk rope for Applejack... Some sveedish chocolate for 'za uncool' Strudel, A Cherry pie for Apple Pie, A Caramel apple for Golden Delicious.. " she speaks for nearly a minute straight, listing off gifts. Eventually she makes it to the end of the list.. ".. and a new Kerchief for Apple Bumpkin." ..and the bellhop pony with the wobbling legs collapses over, Cider's luggage causing an avalanche and landing on the poor colt. "Hmm... Now where did that nice little colt run off to that carried my bags here?.. Oh well. I guess he has other packages to place in ponies houses."

"Mac would you be a dear and help me distribute my gifts?" She says, unzipping a bag which appeared to be packed to the brim, which promptly burst in her face, showering the area around the bag with many different kinds of garments, including her own undergarments. She begins to pick them up one by one, stuffing them back into the bag. "My my my.. I suppose they don't make bags like they used to."

I don't see why not.

Apple Cider steps through the door in a wonderfully crafted dress, clasped around her like a shroud. Multicolored beads hang in strings on her blonde mane, A collar and clasp, fixed with an apple in the center graces her neck, which also denotes where she came from and who her family is. The same beads start with a lush red and as they dangle down they change colors of the spectrum. From Red, to Orange, to yellow. Her dress has long ribbons which stretch and hang between its layers, the bottommost layer showing her well manicured hooves.

She intermingles through the crowds of ponies, makes her way to the punch table, and a devilish grin worms its way onto her face. She begins to pour in large amounts of apple cider. She pours, and pours, and pours some more. The punch gets tastier and tastier. The apple taste gets more distinguished, and ponies who imbibe it may get just a little bit tipsy..

Starburst pat the head of Sweetie Belle. "I don't need a snack, and I'm more than comfortable waiting for the work. I already have a design drawn up, unfortunately I have no sewing talent or knowledge of fabrics.. So here I am." she says, smiling.

"This place is quite different from Canterlot though. Much less busy. Much less fancy."

Um.... No offense... But I was talking to ThatWhichIs.

Ah. Then you're trying to find a server you can "play on" with your cracked minecraft account. I see.

Two questions for you.

1. Can you play on that using cracked Minecraft?

If yes to 1:

2. What is the IP?

Did you purchase minecraft, and do you have a legitimate account? If so, Yes to #1.

The IP address is on the first post, hidden in spoiler tags if I recall correctly.

Ask a Starburst?

...

What flavor are you?

The Pink kind.

Ask and ye shall receive.

Wait, what?

Aw, then I can't join.

Yes. If you're using a non-legally acquired version of the game you wont be able to connect to the multiplayer server.

Starburst, deciding against her better judgment, decided that she was rather abrupt in offering her lips to Applejack, so she decided to stay for a bit until the line died down some so she could apologize properly. She removed one of the apples she had purchased from her saddlebag and stepped behind Rarity in line, biting into the apple with a satisfying crunch. It was a satisfying flavor, one that she never really got tired of tasting. It was even better when baked into one of her pastries.

Starburst steps into the Boutique, and the bell at the door dingles a little to let everyone know that someone entered it. Inside walks a demure looking pony with a white coat, a shooting star cutie mark, and long purple hair, curled softly and highlighted a multitude of complimenting purplish colors. She's currently wearing little beyond a fashionable saddlebag, which seems to be filled with apples at the moment. ( See 100 Country Kisses thread if you care to read exactly why. )

"Excuse me.." she says, addressing Rarity. "I'm looking for Rarity. I'm looking to commission a dress for my upcoming gala in Canterlot and I was under the impression that she worked here, in Ponyville. Seeing as I was here for a couple of errands, I would be positively delighted if you could show me where she is." she says, beaming.

Don't forget to erase meta.inf. If it isn't that, then I don't really know what's wrong. Everyone else can fly just fine =(

Got a question here. I've installed FlyMod, but it only seems to be working in survival single-player. I can't fly on the server. What all do I need to get it working?

You shouldnt have any trouble with flymod. Are you sure it was installed correctly? Flying IS enabled on the server.

"I'll take three. I have a rather fancy party I'm going to be hosting in Canterlot soon and I need some fresh Apple Family Apples to make all of the delicious treats I'll be serving at the party. I think I'll make Apple Crepes, Apple Turnovers, Apple Strudel, Apple Millefeuille, Vanilla-Apple Pudding, Chocolate-Apple Cake, and some Apple-Milk Tea for the event." she says, reaching into her saddlebags for a glossy invitation, which she turns over to Applejack. "You're welcome to join me. There's a pass for the Ponyville Express to Canterlot included. It would be wonderful if you'd stop by to promote your Apples." Starburst says, smiling. "Although formal wear is required. I'm sure you have something you could wear. And you're free to bring a friend if you like. I'm sure it will be a rather good time for you and your compatriot." she says, sort of as an after-thought.

Listed on the invitation is the name of the event, the location of the event, the time of the event, and an RSVP card for the ponyville post office.

When Applejack queries as to whether or not she'd like to kiss a Stallion or not, she lets out a cute giggle and purses her lips shyly.

"I wouldn't want a kiss from that one, it took an ounce of my cunning to reveal his true identity to you, and I certainly wouldn't kiss anyone petty enough to dress up as someone else to get a kiss. And as far as Stallions are concerned.. I'd say my interest lies elsewhere at the moment.. I'd rather receive a kiss from yourself for unmasking that unwanted unicorn." Starburst says, leaning against the wooden stand, placing her hooves as close to the edge of it, where Applejack was currently sitting stunned from Flam's unwarranted outburst of lips and male lusts. She inched forward closer and closer, until she was able to get her hooves around the small of Applejack's neck. Once her target had been acquired she pulled Applejack's face into her own, closing her eyes and turning her head slightly to the side, wrapping Applejack's lips in the passionate embrace of her own for a few moments before pulling her face away and letting Applejack return to her sales pitch.

After paying for the apples and scooping them into her saddlebags and proceeded to pay the Apple Family for all of the apples she had bought. Lifting the change from her saddlebags had been made difficult by showering them with three bushels of apples. So it took her many seconds of awkwardness while she sifted through the apples to reach the change-purse at the bottom of the bag. She finally finds it, after about a minute and places the requested bits on the counter.

While walking away from the stand she turns back to Applejack, smiles shrewdly, and winks. The words, "Hope to see you there.." come out in a slightly unstable voice, the long, passionate, kiss obviously having an effect on her state of mind. She walks away, lifting the procured bottle of juice to her mouth, draining it as she walked down the line. She was tempted to stand in line again, but decided against that course of action. She didn't want to put her hooves into the barrel of apples sullied by her passions more than once today. So she made her exit, flying off towards Canterlot to begin preparations for all the cooking she'd be doing that evening.

While walking away from the line she tosses the bottle over her shoulder, and it promptly lands on Flim's head. Which causes her to grin, while looking knowingly at the sweaty Flim.

Starburst tapped Applejack on the shoulder. She whispers with a fake hoarse voice, "My throat is dry, by any chance could I acquire a bucket of water to drink from? I'm quite parched. Speaking with Fancy Pants.. " she emphasized his name and gave her a facial expression to match it. "...has left my throat feeling like the desert on a warm day in Appleloosa."

She also thinks, "This one is a genius. He can't even pronounce Impertinence. What a vocabulary!"

Whitelist me >:C Tobyfan5555

..If you don't mind me asking, before I whitelist you.. who are you? Why are you making a face like that when you're essentially asking us to trust you enough to let you on the server? Your post count isn't encouraging, either.

Starburst stares at the water covered area, and seeing how the colors are starting to blur and drip off, she blurts out before the "rich" pony can bother speaking. "I'm sure this one knows alot about Fillydelphia.. but I doubt his Flank has ever been near Canterlot. They would sure enough refuse them at the gate for trying to impersonate such a prestigious pony." she says, Stressing her words while looking right into Applejack's eyes, darting between her gaze and the water covered rear of the imposter. As if to accentuate the point, she sprays some water on the rich ponies cutie mark, and wipes the rough bristles of her hairbrush across the wet area, rubbing away the sloppy dye job. The body paint washes away, and reveals the true cutie mark of the imposter.

A familiar Apple, with a familiar slice taken out of it.. On a familiar yellow pony...

Starburst gives another "hint" and with a loud ahem. She motions towards the mark with her eyes while shrewdly pointing her hoof towards it.

..She didn't want to do this, but she knew that there was likely nopony in Ponyville who actually knew who Fancy Pants was.. So she had to take matters into her own hands. It was up to her to save the reputation of the real Fancy Pants, and to save the lips of the Fair Applejack. She reaches into her Saddlebags.. pulls out a brush and a spray bottle filled with water. She's willing to sacrifice her brush for the greater good.. she almost frowns at having to use her favorite brush in such a manner.. But she can always buy another one.

She faces towards the back of the line and sprays her mane, some of the liquid from the bottle missing its mark and landing on the Flank, Cutie mark, and Tail of Phony Pants, beading on the surface and dripping off onto the ground with a satisfying "plik". After applying a generous amount of water to her mane, she uses the brush to style her some, sneaking a peak to see if the water happens to be washing away the hasty Dye job. Starburst, being quite familiar with the methods of Mane-and-tail-dying from having done her own highlights countless times, knew there's a period where the dye has to remain in contact with the mane and the tail for at least 30 minutes before it sets, and afterwards you can blow it dry and style it.. If the dye doesn't have at least that much time to set.. it would just wash out and leave the original color behind.

And if this Phony Pants didn't take the time to make his disguise foolproof.. She's sure that her method will uncloak him.

Starburst narrows her eyes at the pony she's sure now is an absolute fake.. She knows Fancy Pants through association with Fleur and this wasn't him.. He doesn't have the debonair charm of his real counterpart. He also didn't look nearly as handsome either. She separates from Phony Pants and takes her place back in line when threatened to be removed from the premises by Big Macintosh, and gently runs a hoof through Applebloom's mane as she hugged her leg, blushing slightly from the abrupt embrace.

Starburst has no way to reveal the fake without removing a wig or finding someway to remove the color or to reveal the cutie mark of the imposter.. so she sits in line, content to bide her time until such an opportunity reveals itself. If only there was some way to get Fleur here.. But being in ponyville she doubts she's anywhere near the unicorn actress right now.. She looks positively outraged at being so powerless.. flapping her wings a few times in disgust before snorting derisively at the fake.

Her path is clear. She must rescue Applejack's lips from this dastardly pony who seeks them for all the wrong reasons. Her mind races as she tries to come up with ways to unseat Phony Pants's disguise. She folds her wings back, and contemplates for a bit, coming up with a plan. But with the line advancing so quickly she doesn't have much time.. she gently grabs Phony Pants's mane, and waits for the line to advance, hoping that when he steps forward that it comes off.

Starburst narrows her eyes, his jig is about to be up. "Fancy Pants lives in Canterlot, not Fillydelphia.. Who are you?!" she shouts loudly and with great justice, grabbing onto Fancy Pants with her hooves and yanking off what she suspects to be a wig in no expert fashion. "Get... off of there!" she grunts as she pulls.

i would join if i had real minecraft and you should get the mlp mod

The mod is just that, A mod. Its not something I can apply to the server as a plugin. Its something you do to your client.