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  1. (YAY I CAN FINALLY POST!) [colour=#6666ff]“Greetings, pegasi of Equestria,”[/colour] Princess Luna began. [colour=#00ffff]Hey. What was Princess Luna doing in her dream? Shouldn't she be getting ready for the big day tommorow? Short Circuit reckoned that she was certainly useful, and being one of the few regulars unaffected by the flu was certainly a boon, but she thought the Princess would be off doing her Princessey thing to get ready, rather than be in a silly filly's dream to rouse her spirits. The Princess certainly must have had more important things to do. Short Circuit herself had spent all night darting to and fro each machine in the Cloudsdale Weather Factory, making sure they were all in working order. She was so excited to hear Luna would be in charge that she came in early the day before and decided to stay all night to make sure every last one worked perfectly.Waiiiiiit a minute.[/colour] ​[colour=#6666ff]“We are all here because Equestria is facing a peril that we were not prepared for.[/colour][colour=#0000ff].."[/colour] [colour=#00ffff]Short Circuit blinked a few times, washing away the throes of actual sleep. Her neck was kinda sore and she was laying almost upside down at a strange angle on something hard and metallic and she couldn't really see all that wel- OH SWEET CELESTIA SHE FELL ASLEEP IN THE MACHINE. She immediately and frantically tried to worm her way out of the one she currently inhabited. She couldn't actually remember which one this was. To her dismay, during her slumber she had managed to fall down further into the insides of her makeshift bed. Her first few attempts met with little success. She had sunken to the bottom of a shaft and was having difficulty getting leverage to lift herself up.[/colour] ​[colour=#6666ff]"Today, all that matters is that we work as quickly as possible and create a quality product, for when night falls our deadline will be up[/colour]..." [colour=#00ffff]The next dozen attempts were met with no success.[/colour]​[colour=#ff9900]“Fillies... and gentlecolts.....”[/colour] Pummel’s voice boomed out with every ounce of grim authority, as if his words were a matter of life and death; [colour=#ff9900]“I will not sugarcoat anything for you..."[/colour] [colour=#00ffff]Oh no oh no oh no oh no.[/colour] ​[colour=#0000cd]"Understand! As we weather ponies do! The water cycle is the key to all crops, all the grass, all the plant growth in Equestria!.."[/colour] [colour=#00ffff]Hey! this place was new! Wait, that meant she was FURTHER in the machine. How was that even-[/colour]​[colour=#6666ff]“But first, have you any more concerns before we get started?[/colour] [colour=#00ffff]She was now backwards, upside down and in a part of the thingamajig she didn't even knew existed until just now. She could only go forward! Well, she guessed she was technically still going backward but-[/colour]​[colour=#0000cd]"Whaaaaaat?!" [/colour]Dash exclaimed. [colour=#0000cd]"The delivery teams *never* wear the uniforms!"[/colour] she cried. [colour=#00ffff]She felt her back left hoof kick at air! Freedom! She writhed her body trying to fit the rest of her out of the hole. It was a slow process.[/colour] ​[colour=#008000]"...Vee are in a battle, a battle to maintain dee veather patterns of our beloved Equestria! Vill you all fight vith us? Shout if you are vith us!"[/colour] [colour=#00ffff]Her rear end was now hanging freely outside and was waving around emphatically, urging the other half of her body to follow suit. She sincerely hoped absolutely no one noticed as she was trying to work a button of her coat free from a gear on the inside.[/colour] ​Rainbow Dash raised her voice. [colour=#0000cd]"ALL RIGHT, CLOUD DELIVERY TEAM! HEAD DOWN CORRIDOR C TOWARDS THE [/colour][colour=#0000cd]CLOUD WAREHOUSE[/colour][colour=#0000cd] FOR TRAINING AND ASSIGNMENTS! I'LL MEET YOU ALL THERE!"[/colour] [colour=#00ffff]Bracing her back hooves up against the side of the doohickey, she gave a great push. Her freedom was accompanied by a satisfying POP. She landed flank-first on the cloud floor, sending tiny screws and bolts flying from her tail. She quickly looked around and rearranged her helmet which somehow managed to stay entangled in her mane throughout the entire ordeal. It looks like everyone already separated to their departments. If she hurried, she could get to her temporary department before anyone noticed her absence! Plausible deniability![/colour][colour=#00FFFF]Stuffing her lost treasures back into her tail, she nonchalantly trotted to the Vaporization Department.[/colour] ​
  2. I would be inclined to agree, but have we ever seen evidence of an equestrian military? For all we know, the royal guard is primarily ornamental. Which makes sense, given how useless they have been against literally every problem that befell their princess.
  3. Hey Everypony, Sorry it took me a couple days to get this updated. I was off on the holiday weekend with family. I'm sure you all know how that can get. Especially as they made me cook. After I drove for like 5 hours. Annnyyhooooof. Thank you Lux for your suggestions! I of course want Shorty to fit in as well as she can with Canterlot.com and WoE. One of my favorite things I've seen here is that you have such a firm grasp on what you want your Equestria to be so that its the most fun for the most people. I have modified my app accordingly to your suggestions, including changing her Cutie Mark story to reflect a Rainbow Condenser instead of lightning generator. We saw them pouring it in the show, so I kinda guessed that that would be something that would exist. I know Cutie mark stories were important, so while I tried to stay vague overall, I figured the CM story needed the detail. If its still unacceptable, I will strive for even more vagueness. Funny you mention that Bellosh, I was actually reading some of your Friendzied factory open RP stories, like the relatively new prism mixing department one, and was hoping to get into them. You have your repair-mare on the way . Beware of what you wish for though, she can be a bit of a handful. And thank you too Monochrome! I have played Shortie a while in various places, and have had the time to really get a feel for her character and get into her mind. It is a very, very messy place. Free tapioca pudding though. Monochrome seems fun too! Although it makes me concerned to think that if they ever get in the same room and Monochrome starts spouting random facts and then Short Circuit starts responding in technobabble and it escalates over and over in some kind of terrifying linguistic arms race.
  4. Thanks for the kind replies everypony. I can't wait!
  5. Hey Everypony, Just looking for a fun place to Roleplay, so I submitted my app! Hope to see you all on the field of rp. Seeya! SC
  6. Roleplay Type: World of Equestria Name: Short Circuit Sex: Female Age: Young Mare Species: Pegasus Eye colour: Dark blue. Coat: White with a very soft blue tint. She is never seen without a white strap that runs from her shoulder and under her belly and over her back that holds a rather large crescent wrench. Mane/Tail: Darker blue with teal streaks. Her mane and tail are both styled rather simply and brushed straight. Her tail is known for being rather thick though, and it is often how her co- workers identify where she is inside a machine, as it tends to be the last thing in, and tends to stick out of maintenance shafts as if somepony was playing “pin the tail on the pony”, if the pony were a giant weather machine. She also tends to store small objects inside of it, usually gears, copper wire, or other random repair related paraphernalia. Physique: Overall petite, she is subsequently below average across the board in quantifying measures such as “Speed” “Agility”, and “Strength” for a pegasus her age. A race pony she is not. She would be able to carry one normal sized pony in her hooves while flying, but it would be rather uncomfortable for both of them and it is questionable exactly how far she could go. Carrying more robust stallions such as Big Mac would get less miles per pony. Probably not even one mile. On the flip side, she is extremely limber, and has a knack for squeezing into tight spaces. If she can fit her head into a hole, given enough time she generally can wiggle her entire body through it, even if she has to contort her body in humorous ways. Especially if she has to contort her body in humorous ways. True to her name, she is slightly short. She will vehemently deny this in the face of all logic and reason, such as a ruler. Were Princess Celestia herself to stand before her and point out her shortitude, she would simply conclude the Princess is having a depth perception problem from being so high off the ground and nod along to humor her Sun Princess. She would also ignore the more common rulers you would find in a classroom, since they do not hold any monarchal sway or governance over her whatsoever. Residence: Cloudsdale Occupation: Her main job (that is to say, only job) is to keep Cloudsdales various weather machinery in working order. While she has an incredibly difficult time explaining to other ponies precisely how they work, and consequently what she does to fix them, she has a particular flair for immediately identifying any problem with the complicated machines and restoring them to operating condition. Usually by getting inside of them and making a few highly scientific strikes with her wrench at the offending broken piece. Her repairs are quick and efficient, and earn many nods of approval as she squirms in and out of the engines of the weather industry. Explaining what that problem was or how she fixed it is an entirely different scenario, usually devolving into her spraying a litany of technobabble like some kind of broken big-word-faucet. Her managers eventually decided just to take her word for it that whatever it was is was taken care of and they now stamp her end of the day TPS report without even reading it. She still fills it out though. Cutie Mark: A gray crescent wrench over a series of dark blue and white lightning strikes in a circular pattern under the wrench. She once accompanied her mother to the Rainbow Factory as part of take your filly to work day. This was a terrible lapse in judgment from Spring Skies. Already having quite the reputation for taking things apart, little Shorty managed to get herself lost among the crowd of lab-coated working pegasi. Several amusing industrial/slapstick accidents later, she finds herself alone (having accidentally locked absolutely everypony else out as they stared on in extreme frustration from the other side of the safety glass) in front of the main Rainbow Condenser, which was currently making a distressing alarm sound. Probably from the alarm. Which was going off from a buildup of energy in the generator. No one was ever at risk, of course, other than about a few hundred pony-hours of work getting shot directly into the sky in a glorious if horrifyingly wasteful splash of colour. But luckily Shorty was there, and saw something SHINY. She leapt forward, and wrenched the wrench free of its prison, the prison being the override control safety valve. The condenser properly disposed of its charge in pre-prepared vats, and the rest, as they say, is history. Oh, they let her keep the wrench. History: Born to Spring Skies and Light Streak, she has an older brother named Lightning Strike who is currently attempting to join the Royal Guard. Her father Light Streak was a semi-professional hoofball player, a front linespony of the Wondersparks. To this day, he recounts his legendary match against the Sirocco Winds at every possible opportunity. Shortie can repeat the story verbatim of when everything looked lost, her mother, after “borrowing” some rainbows at her then-new job of Rainbow manufacturer, put up a dazzling display to rouse the team for an incredible comeback. Her parents’ income allowed a very comfortable life for both Lightning and Short. While her older brother performed admirably in the Junior Speedsters camp, Short did not. She managed to get her current job at the Weather Factory on sheer talent alone, not having any particular higher education in regards to repair work. She occasionally deigns to consider herself an inventor, and her co-workers always give her a wide berth whenever she starts rambling on about “Upgrading the transfusor for a triple wattage payload per cubic cloudimeter do-you-know-what-this-means-for-our-efficiency-cycles” as it means something is likely to combust in the near future. She would like to get some professional training in mechanics, but never seems to find the time to get around to it. Character Summary: Shorty was always a pony who learned by doing, which in her line of inquiry meant she got electrocuted quite a bit. She was certainly always goofy, and her mind wanders as if it sometimes forgets it is attached to a pony in Equestria. She has a tendency to jump to conclusions, then ride that conclusion for dear life as it careens heedlessly into absurdity. Once as a filly on hearths-warming eve, she saw her brother dashing out of the restroom followed by steam, as a pipe had burst and it was quite warm. Or that’s what they would have you believe. Clearly he was a Magical Pony from Hearths-Eve’s past sent to show her how to mend her wicked filly ways making a grand entrance. After an hour of insistence, the Magical Pony from Hearths-Eve’s Past Who-Looked-Suspiciously-Like-Her-Older-Brother finally relented (with a surprisingly exasperated expression for a Magical Pony), and took her on a startlingly short but magical adventure in the back yard to show her how to avert a terrible fate of having NO FRIENDS next year if she did not change her horrible ways! This has lessened somewhat as she has gotten older and more mature, but her friends still tend to let small tangents go as it is not worth the headache to try to correct her (grossly incorrect) assumptions. She is an extremely talented repairmare, but only if the thing she is fixing is relatively complicated. She has difficulty repairing simple things with any kind of grace or speed, but the more pieces that are involved, the gears all start to click together and she can repair massive structures like trains with ease in an astonishingly short amount of time. If you were to ask her to do it again, she certainly could and just as quickly and efficiently, though not in the same way twice and would have no idea how she did it either time. Ask her to repair a broken wagon wheel and she will probably stare at it for an unhealthy amount of time before gingerly tapping it with her wrench. She is fond of Cider. She can make complicated machines (as in, a series of pulleys, or a small piston comprised of simple machines, type of “machine”, not electronics) from spare parts in her tail or literally whatever is on the ground in short order. But it usually only works once before falling apart in the most catastrophic and comedic way ponily-possible. She once made a dousing wrench by placing it on her head and spinning it with one hoof with a deadpan expression. It worked MAGNIFICENTLY. (I wanted to emphasize I understand electronics are not a thing that exist. When I say “complicated machines”, I really mean large goofy things that accomplish a simple task in a ridiculous way for the sake of humor. Think the massive industrial sized pet dryer machine the CMC bought in Just for Sidekicks)
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