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Zephyr Breeze

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  1. Breeze shook his head. "Um, no... It's my first time here actually. I have no idea where I am in this city really, just managed to get lost enough to find what I was looking for." he said, gesturing to the package on his back. "So Spook," Breeze said, stepping towards the unicorn. He tried to crane his neck the same way Spook had before and his eyes went wide as a surge of pain snapped through his spine. He quickly returned to his normal posture, hoping no one noticed the rather... massive... failure and continued on, "I guess we'll just go with any idea you have." He gave a joking smile as he added, "Celestia help us all."

  2. (OOC: You'll have to thank Alistair for that one. I quote him quite a bit. Oh, and before anyone asks, I have NO idea where Breeze's accent came from, or even what it's based off. Probably a speech impediment. XD)

    Breeze almost took a step back when Spook thrust his face towards him, the pegasus ducking slightly to avoid an accidental stabbing. Maybe I was wrong about the Princess Stabbity part, he thought, a chuckle escaping from him. As Dazzle finished speaking however, Breeze grinned.

    "Well, I'd say you're right in that one Miss Dawn, though now you got me thinkin' the same way 'bout myself." He paused, then shrugged. "Meh, I think I'm fun and at least mostly pleasant. That's 'bout as close as we're gonna get."

  3. Breeze smiled. Partly because of Dazzle's energetic attitude and partly because of Spook's antics. "I'm Zephyr Breeze, my friends all call me Breeze though. It's nice to meet the both of you." He glanced the two other ponies over, they both looked to be about his age. He was tempted to ask, but it'd been near beat into by his Dad that that wasn't exactly the type of question you ask a mare. Dazzle seemed nice, extremely so at that. Maybe a little naive, but that just seemed to come with the territory with nice people. There was also Spook. Spook seemed... fun. Interesting at the very least. Sure, maybe she appeared a bit crazy, but it felt like more of an 'OO! Pretty Colors~!' crazy than a 'Princess Stabbity!! KILL~!' kind of crazy. This definitely peaked his interest. Plus the bit of boyish charm, though it seemed out of place, seemed to be just compelling enough that he wanted to get to know a bit more about this mare. Subtlety would be key, he'd just have to find a way to tag around for a bit. "I'm glad to hear you're okay, that looked like a bit of a tumble there. I'm sorry to pry a bit, but where are you headin' Spook? I mean, if there's somethin' you need doin', I could help you out. I mean, sure you feel fine and all, but I know there've been times when, I at the very least, felt just fine but haven't been a hundred percent and couldn't exactly get it done." Breeze fought a strong urge to facehoof. Subtle? Yeah, that'd gone out the window real quick.

  4. Zephyr Breeze glanced around at the overly ornate and elaborate structure that surrounded him, his wings pressing tighter against his body as he wormed through the small crowd that trotted through the streets of Canterlot. He sighed as he passed the tall tower that stood at the streets corner. "Really now?" He groaned inwardly, "I've passed this thing seven times now, and yet I still have no idea where that place is..." Breeze usually didn't travel this far east, and his unfamiliarity with the area had caused him nothing but grief so far. "Horseapples Aunty, if you were pullin' my leg," he muttered softly, his aunts words running through his head for what must have been the thousandth time.

    "It'll be easy Breeze. I just need you to go pick up my order for me at my old pal River's. It'll be easy, the building is pretty noticeable so it shouldn't be a problem for you to find it."

    "Yeah, yeah. Of course it'll be easy," Breeze grumbled as he turned to walk away from the tower once again. As took a final, parting glance at the structure, he paused. An idea that had soared clear over his head earlier finally stuck home. "No, no way." He quickly ran to the entry to the tower, his eyes drawn to a varnished wood sign mounted just next to the door. "River's," he read aloud. Of course... After a quick conversation with the elderly stallion inside, Breeze wandered out of the store, a package tied to his back, and began to make his way out of the town. He came to a sudden stop however, when he saw a ghost white mare stumble over something and fall onto her face.

    "Oww."

    Stifling a chuckle, Breeze began to head in her direction, but a flash of bright blue and green darted past him. He stopped as the blue mare began to fret over the black maned unicorn.

    "Oh my Celestia! Are you okay? That looked like it really hurt~! Do you think you need a doctor?"

    Breeze felt a smile creep onto his face. Good for her. Nice to see somepony carin' 'bout others wellbein'. He finally trotted up to the two mares. "Um, hello ma'ams." He glanced at the mare who'd came to help giving her a nod of appreciation before reaching out a hoof to help steady the other, and rather dizzy looking, unicorn. "You feelin' okay?"

  5. Insert Standard Greeting Here NO! I WILL NOT SIMPLY SAY THE NORM! HI! I WELCOME YOU TO THIS PLACE! ENJOY IT! OR ELSE! But in all seriousness, this place is amazing. Glad to have you here!

  6. I'm a swimmer... or was. I used to swim breatstroke for my high school swim team... I went from not swimming at all to the third fastest in my region in two years, then promptly quick because I would be unable to move at the end of the day after four hours of practicing. So yeah... I still swim for fun and do laps for excercise but that's all for me. I used to play soccer when I was younger, for like six years. I was a defender and was the back up goalie for my team (our normal goalie got sick a few times, but he could kick better than me. I could block just as well though.) Seeing as I haven't played since I was 11, I doubt I'll still be any good. I also played little league for about four years, but stopped that at eleven too. I was a terrible right fielder...

  7. ...This question is extraordinarily hard. Mainly because what it's asking. It's not your FAVORITE song, but your THEME song. Meaning it has to embody you. One of the problems is I build up my own expectations of how my actions or the actions of others will affect an issue, usually overly optimistic in matters and get myself all hyped up... only to tumble down to Earth. This song isn't my favorite, though I listen to it quite a bit and I do enjoy it. I think it describes me wonderfully, though it is a tad melancholy.

    Our Last Common Ancestor by Fightstar (This fan video is atrocious though... At least the lyrics are there.)

  8. So just thought I'd mention something. A poll of 50,000 Americans were asked if they had to choose between a generic Republican Candidate and Obama, who would the vote for? 70 some percent said the generic republican. The question was asked again, numerous times, but instead of a generic Republican a name like Romney/Perry/Bachman/etc was used. Obama won with 70 some percent this time around. Most Republican candidates in this election are actually reactionary, not conservative. Obama is a liberal running as a moderate. Because of that, and the fierceness which the Republican canditates are running there primary on making a point of how far right they are, they will damage Obama's reputation, but their own to a greater degree in the process, and Obama will win the general election. Not because of actual politics, but because of a simple dog and pony show happening on one side while another is more organized behind a single candidate in the beginning. I myself am a moderate. Which leaves me with some problems with both sides. Do I like what Obama's done? Some of it. Does it need to be edited? YES. Does it need to be replaced entirely and create a whole level of work by congress that isn't really needed? NO. Just amend it so it works people. KEEP THE GOOD. AMEND THE BAD.

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