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  1. It'd also be kind of helpful to know what your game is about, and what kind of people you need. Voice talent? Animators? Pixelers? Script writers? What KIND of game it is will determine the type of game designer you need. Not everyone knows how to design every type of game.

  2. As for the older series, I admittedly never really watched/followed it at all, mostly just collected the pony toys because they were A: cute and B: horses. I think of all of them Clover was my favourite that I had, and funnily enough I only found out that he was male within the last year. I played with that pony all the time as a kid thinking he was a girl! Haha.

    Clover was a female in the My Little Pony Tales series. There's also Clover the Clever from the FiM series, which also seems to be female. Was the toy male?

  3. One thing: Is someone still considered an "art thief" even if he or she, say, cites or acknowledge another artist for using his or her art in any way (even as a reference)?

    Well, if you look in the first post, Aria used a picture as a reference. Yes, it was a real photograph, and he made a more cartoony version. However, in no way did he directly copy the image by tracing or changing a few colours and claiming it as his own. I don't think it's technically stealing if you do the same with someone else's art, however... wouldn't you prefer to be original, and come up with your own pose, rather than use what someone else did? Referencing is fine, but if you're trying to copy the same image using your own style... like I said, just make something unique instead.

  4. I was going to point out that not all Cutie Marks determine a ponies destiny. For Rarity, she likes to make dresses for a living. Is making dresses or sewing her special talent? No. Finding gems is. However, she did not have a part in choosing her talent. Her talent chose her. Now, she could have taken that, and decided that her career MUST be with gem finding, and that that was her talent and going to be her job and lot in life. Instead, she incorporated it into something she liked to do, letting it aid her in her life rather than define it.

    But again, the talent chose her, she did not choose the talent. Half the time, this seems to be the case. Sometimes circumstances allow a pony to get their mark doing something they enjoy. Sometimes, a ponies subconscious just decides that it's time to get a mark, and basically forces something onto the pony.

    What if Rarity had chosen to blindly follow her mark, instead of doing what she liked? Would she have been as happy as she is now? Probably not. But, due to the nature of pony society, and as evidenced in the season 3 finale, some ponies would just do what their Cutie Mark 'told' them, even if doing something else would make them happier.

  5. [colour=#FFBFFF]Misty was torn between following Miracle willy-nilly, or waiting for Robikku Pegasus. She had met Robikku first, but Miracle was quite eccentric and raring to go. “But I don't even know if she's here!” Misty tried to explain, trailing after Miracle and glancing back at the blue Pegasus. She was eager to get looking too, of course, but not at the cost of leaving behind one of her only friends.

    “Robi? Who's—“ she paused, glancing to where Miracle was looking as she called out the name. Robi. Robikku Pegasus. She put the two names together in her mind. “Why did you call him 'Robi'?” The white Peryton asked curiously. His name was Robikku Pegasus. Though it may have been a little lengthy, it didn't make it any less of a name.

    “But I'm not sure if she's even in the city or not.” Misty repeated. It was a saddening reminder that she had no idea where or how far to look for her sister. Snow had been missing for a few months now, but Griffons possessed quick moving airships. She didn't know how far they could have taken her, or where. She was just a little Peryton in a big city, in a big world. The search would seem more than a little hopeless to anyone else.

    But after all the two had done for her, Misty couldn't just stop looking before she'd even began here! “Right!” she gave a firm nod to Robikku, strutting along with the ponies. Even if they didn't find Snow, she'd at least have fun in the company of friends. And, the search itself would be an adventure, in any case. The important thing was to keep her head up, her spirits high, and her eyes on the goal. Snow or no, maybe some creature would have seen another Peryton like her. Any information would be helpful, any sort of lead a step closer to finding her sister. She just couldn't give up.

    As they began to walk along though, Misty was silently thinking over Robikku's words. “...what's a pop-se-kul?” she asked, doing her best to repeat the unfamiliar word. She knew that she was new to cities and towns, and indeed, new to society as a whole. But she wasn't embarrassed EVERY time she didn't understand something. It happened so frequently, if she was abashed all the time, she might have a permanent red face from blushing. She was aware, though, that there were some things that didn't and wouldn't exist in her forest home. It was nothing to be ashamed of, so long as those she met knew where she came from. Being as she was part deer, it wasn't hard to figure out that she had lived in the woods most of her life. And now, when she was among friends, even though Misty was still a bit nervous, she was starting to get comfortable with this whole 'city' thing.[/colour]
  6. [colour=#0080FF]Of course she had to come. That notebook meant more in the world to her than most of her worldly possession—which actually wasn't that many, anyway. She'd been up all night, both worried about the journal and because she was normally a night owl. But any hopes of a few hours sleep were dashed, because every time she laid down she couldn't stop thinking about the Unicorn from earlier.

    Besides, the night offered good hunting. Ponies often dropped or lost things, and there was a saying about “finders, keepers.” That couldn't be more true of her and her crew. There were even times, just every now and then, that they may have found something that wasn't lost. Of course, this was a lot easier for Dodger, seeing as he was a Unicorn. Dumb Unicorns....

    And he wasn't even here! What a waste of her time. Scout grumbled to herself, both about the inconvenience, and the apparent loss of her book. A scowl was evident on her face. Since she was here, though, she decided to be thorough, circling the clock tower and looking through the bushes, just in case he was hiding somewhere and planning to jump out at her. But there was neither hide nor hoof of him. Just like an adult, to stand her up and trick her.[/colour]

  7. It wasn't long before Luna saw somepony else she knew, other than the bride. A familiar acquaintance appeared, trotting through the sea of guests, most of which were still trying to make unnoticeable glances at Luna, but more often than not allowing their eyes to linger and stare. If they were going to stare, the least they could do was come over and speak with her for a few moments. Even if Luna didn't want to take away from Ice Storm's special day, the wedding had not yet begun and ponies were still free to socialize.

    Luna smiled at Moon Dancer, but was still preoccupied with Aloe for the time being. [colour=#000080]”Right... a princess showing up to a wedding of somepony who isn't a noble or royalty, much less such an event outside of Canterlot, isn't exactly normal.”[/colour] The princess replied to the pink Earth pony. Normal or not, Ice Storm was her friend, and she'd told her she'd make the wedding if it was possible. It didn't matter what anypony else here—or even the press, if they showed up—might think. This day was for Ice Storm and her mate, and Luna was going to support the pair.

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