Zeal

Ban? Nah. At least, probably not anyway. For what it's worth, welcome Comrade! Enjoy your stay, partake of the plattered food, and as always, have nice day.

The proud cargo ship approached the harbor, its prow cutting through the water, a testament to pony ingenuity. They had conquered the earth, seas, skies, and the very patterns of nature. Sketch's feet stood firmly on the bow, looking off towards the city, the wind rippling more or less dramatically through his mane. A counterpoint to his fair seafaring capability, a couple of less fortunate ponies from his land swaggered about, looking extremely ill. The captain, a grizzled pony with a giant hat, called out. "All the landlubbers form a group on the port side!" Sketch trotted over, as the ponies looked about, confused. The captain exploded, his giant hat askew, yelling "For ponies sake, the left! The left side!" Sketch felt a small thrill at their imminent arrival as they pulled into the harbor, thoughts of all kinds of new and exciting things racing through his mind. The combined team of Pegasii and Earth ponies responsible for the docking raced around, completing their tasks with efficiency and precision, with Sketch looking on with an approving eye. Before long, the ponies were on land, a small harbor town, thriving with business and the local populace going about their daily work. The weather was overcast, just how he liked it. He felt no fear wandering during daylight hours in this weather. He trotted proudly down the wharf, stopping before he reached the intersection. While his small rucksack had some small personal items, he had failed to plan or even consider what he was to do once here. He felt a nagging irritation at being full of energy, yet having nothing to expend it upon. The waterfront was bustling this time of day, and Sketch decided to pass the time by wandering down the waterline, eyeballing the strange foreign architecture, which seemed to be more form then function. He was content until he began to feel a small pang of hunger in his belly... He sidles up to a nearby food stall surreptitiously, full of fruits and vegetables he can't begin to recognise. He stumbles slightly as he passes it and knocks an unfamiliar fruit into his bag. The pony running the stall glanced at him slightly, chuckling to herself at his ineptitude. He smiled back, muttering a small apology. Marveling at the ease of his conquest, Sketch happily trots off towards the centre of town, looking not at the ponies surrounding him, but the structure of the town itself. The roads, layout, style... He admonished his earlier scathing thought. It was quite a well designed town. He noticed though, that there were little to no guards, and the buildings followed a haphazard style other than their original layout. He slipped into an shadowy alleyway leading away from the docks "These ponies.." he said to himself quietly in a small awed voice, "Have never known war."

Socks. Always. Haven't really investigated sweaters, but it sounds cute as well!

Can't quite see what's wrong at 5:00, but well made anyway. Keep up the good work!

It depends on exactly how you believe the physics of teleportation work, and whether Pinkie Pie and Twilight use different techniques. I'm leaning towards Rainbow Dash, as I believe the act is more likely to involve either wormholes or disassembly and reassembly of molecular structure, neither of which involve speed. That and I heard RD can travel at some ludicrous speed that slips my mind. She's amazing, she really is.

I watched it long enough to figure out which episode was the one playing in the background. When I found out which one it was, I felt... da magics.

There, i gave it a shot. For the Luna Republic~

Perhaps that would be best, Comrade Sweet. I welcome you to this fine and wholesome roleplaying establishment, having just recently joined myself not too long ago. Feel free to browse around, post your miserable corner writing, and lurk in whatever crannies you desire, as miserable or as happy as you could ever wish. If you need help with anything at all, feel free to give me a message. I'm still getting used to that peculiar feeling that many know as acceptance, and I hope you will feel the same if it pleases you. Until then, now, or ever my droog, salute and good health!

We all know I'll win this.

Dark Heresy. For the Emperor and the glorious Imperium!

I have a snake. It's name is Tempter.

Cute as cupcakes. I love it.

Think if you will, that this is further evidence of that theory that seems to be circulating around fanfics, that equestria is a repopulated earth, or at least a pony equivalent of our cultures.