Zeal

And you would taste just superb with lemon and bitters. Mwah.

It is their right as a company. Simple as that. They would be intelligent though to release multilingual versions for cheap prices from a centralised site. Advisably with optional 1080p quality levels minus ads and extraneous features. They would make a lot of money.

tl;dr. But welcome, comrade!

There was one that was quite good, quite a clever take on the typical "I N Y" tshirts, wherein they simply replaced the I with a P.

I think one edition might have rainbow dash sleeping inside the P, but I've seen another without her. Let me look.

http://www.redbubble...l&utm_source=RB

...And there we are.

Obviously, redbubble.com is an excellent place for shirts. They offer free shipping with four purchases, if you're willing to buy a few at the same time. I got four tshirts for about a hundred or so, including this one. (It was a bit more as I am quite a tall chap)

There was one that was quite good, quite a clever take on the typical "I N Y" tshirts, wherein they simply replaced the I with a P.

I think one edition might have rainbow dash sleeping inside the P, but I've seen another without her. Let me look.

http://www.redbubble.com/people/northerndash/works/7884166-i-3-pony?utm_campaign=order&utm_medium=email&utm_source=RB

...And there we are.

The nice mare yelped in a most amusing fashion, seeming to jump five metres into the air as he bit down on her tail, a fact that did not escape him nor cause him any less amusement. He burst into laughter once again. Even as his merriment rang out through the street, it slowed down in a rather peculiar way. He began to feel detached from everything he saw, as if he were controlling his body through some medium that could not be defined nor explained. Silversword spoke, her voice echoing ever so slightly as waves of dizziness rolled through his brain.

"I must ask you to.. er.. refrain from calling me 'my sweet'. Others may think we are.. involved." She said, a most uncharacteristic flush creeping into her cheeks. Even through his blurriness, he saw this and chuckled once more. While he was trying to form the words to respond however, she turned around and abruptly entered the building without another word. A small headache now throbbed in the back of his mind, not painful yet but waiting as if it were in a queue to enter his senses, to wreak havoc with his perception.

He hung his head low to the ground, trotting wearily into the building, his ecstacy having deserted him only a minute ago. It was a grubby place as far as he could see, but he was grateful for any shelter from the disagreeable weather. He glanced up to see Silver already at the table, half staring, half glaring at his behaviour, which he now realised may seem a touch odd to an observer. Groaning softly, he dragged himself up on the table and sat there, laying his chin on the table and taking measured breaths. He closed one eye, very conscious of a slight tic in it that tempted him to rub at it as if swatting a fly.

He looked up at her with his remaining eye, the soft orange seeming to flicker softly in the gloom. Her eyes were the same, which caused the corners of his mouth to uplift. His amusement was in no small part due to her sitting there looked astoundingly embarrassed and nervous. What had she to fear from him? He closed his eye, gently chewing on his tongue in thought. “Well, go on my dearest. Let me have it.”

Love the picture! Let us mutually enthuse of the likes of Rachmaninoff, Chopin and Tchaikovsky~

(or perhaps Mozart is you like that sort of thing. D: )

Oh that's right.... WELCOME!

Personally I see no fault save Sweetie Belles for being so unrealistically inept and problematic in every thing she does. If a situation were to arise wherein you were forced to take care of someone who couldn't act save destroying everything, it's hardly your fault as both the person was forced upon you and their actions are what causes the detriment of your living and household.

In typical FIM style though, Rarity has learnt compromise, and they've become closer as a pair because of it. (though the whole switching during the race thing was a little protracted) I liked this episode for perhaps some of the strongest character building ever seen in an episode. Only two main characters appear. Unprecedented!

Also, did anyone notice that Derpy and Berry switched daughters in the race?

Silversword flushed pink, her thoughts seemingly miles away despite the immediate conversation. She was an odd one… unique to be sure, but who didn’t like that? He brightened considerably as he delivered a few choice compliments of her ponyage, his voice soothing and unusually authentic in tone. He smiled, closing his eyes gently as the sun washed over the docks and him, bringing a foreboding, yet comforting warmth to his coat.

"Certainly, my fellow equine. I will lead you into a place I know well, and is shielded from the sun, so that you don't get dizzy. I hope you don't mind my choice of location." He broke into laughter, opening his eyes in a squint at the figure facing away from him. A familiar sense overcame him, a feeling as if his mind were at a sea suddenly in stir, the waves growing in size and his thoughts reeling along with them. He didn’t even think about how she might know such a thing.

She sounded angry. Had he done something to make her angry? Before he noticed she was gone, a most wonderful and altogether not entirely unprecedented wave of extreme euphoria overcame him, and he broke into a grin, one that he felt would never come off his face. He followed her around the corner, and as she came to the entrance of a building like many others, he caught up.

As he trotted up behind her, he gave her a short playful nip on her tail, bursting into a merry laughter as he did so and dancing to a position alongside her. “Come, come, my sweet. Where you wish and when you wish, but tarry not. Let us be off and off!” he said ecstatically, his voice practically breaking into song as he did so.

Greetin's there, Wiz. I simply love your design, it reminds me of a time long ago wherein magic could look upon itself with a nuance of humour. Anyway, your past choice was great indeed. You've presently come to the single greatest source of pony on the net (with the greatest pony on the net). Speaking of, pleased to meetcha this evening, the name's Zeal. I hope we might find you a home here in future and find your personality most joyously compatible with that of myself and my comrades.

Artist you say!? Let's do an art trade! I've never done one of those. Agreed? Ok, I'll look forward to it.

Go go Australian bronies! This is a great idea mate. However, I can't think of ponified names for Aussie cities, and this would be setting an unfortunate precedent. Give it some thought and come up with some great names. I believe in you!

Good evn' to you, pretty lady. I'm Zeal! What is your favourite pony overall?

...Actually that's pretty obvious. Power to the deejaypohnee!

Oh yeah, and welcome and such.

A tie between Pinkie Pie and Rarity? Please. Where has your sense gone to so desert you?

Welcome to the forums, and I hope your time here is full of splendor.

The pony cast a baleful eye upon him, and he smiled slightly in response to her apparent sudden friendliness. "Let your grievance be known, and I will assist you, as is my duty.” It was an odd sort of question, even for a pony being deliberately formal. Nevertheless, it was a sound one. What exactly did he want here? Sketch was puzzled. This was hardly how he had expected her to react to such a turn in his manner. Even so, he liked the new tone; rigid, military words intermixed with a certain warm tone.

The wind turned to blow from behind her now, a slight scent of wet hair reaching his nose along with a mumbled word, barely audible amongst the invisible and grasping fingers of the cold wind.. "...Sketch." As he heard this, he chuckled, and his usual smile returned to his face. She must like his name. The thing he needed more than anything else right now though was a guide, he still knew so little. He hesitated. This mare was a soldier, no? Perhaps she could help him more than anyone.

He glanced up. The clouds were behaving themselves for the moment. He took a breath in, regaining a more "usual" tone of voice. “If this beauteous mare could tell me of this beauteous land, it would certainly help” he said, smiling widely now. He pointed a hoof at her lazily, his eyes regaining their usual mirth and warmth. “We should not speak here though, and not now, my lady. At your pleasure, may we find somewhere inside?”

Most daylight EST hours are a-ok by me. I don't have engagements or appointments other than what I choose to do.

Manly Sea Eagles activate!

I have done voices before in games, and have years of experience in modelling, level design, technical and creative writing. However, unless you need a male voice I can't be of much help, as I've only done female voices occasionally before and everything else there save perhaps creative writing is not particularly useful. As for the voice acting though, I can do F1 - D5 in singing, and F1-F4 or so in voice. I've always liked Celestia Radio because the announcer sounds like me, go figure.

Give me a buzz if you want something.

I think the episodes are only getting better and better, though they have a very different feel to the first season. This one in particular I liked because of the variety of themes and decent writing. I suppose a Luna comparison is inevitable though, so I may as well spit it out. I was happy with it. She acted exactly as I would expect her to given her situation and context, yet was deep enough to emote without contradiction of character. Well executed.

It's probably been said somewhere in here, but I wish you ease in the re imagining of your application, Tales. I'm sure you'll have all sorts of new fun with the character.

On a different note, did anyone else see a pony dressed as a Spy?

Sounds fun. If there's a decent magic class with some level of utility, I might give it a shot.

(I have a lot of experience in role playing, though recently it's mostly been w40k)

The mare laughed as he spoke, the merriment seeming to build up into a crescendo and vanish all at once. It didn't bother him, it was merely of interest. What had she found so funny? She then muttered something swept away by the wind, her wild green mane floating behind her softly by the same. Sketch was reminded of a memory long ago, of lines of white sheets drifting carelessly in a golden field, and a warm smile… He quickly shook himself; no, not now. "Take the cloak I left behind," she said, snapping him out of his stupor. That's right; he was pressed for time. He sighed, inwardly cursing his somewhat absent-minded nature.

He then watched as she put on her sword, a small well of panic building up inside of the unfortunate stallion due to what he might refer to as “prominent situationality.” She wished him good luck, laying stress on his ambiguous name, and started to turn away as his mind raced. Would it be wise to simply let her leave? He had come this far, and introductions and names can be hard to come by. Before she had made more than a couple of steps, he had made his decision.

“Be warned; names carry a lot of power.” somepony once told him, their voice lost in the folds of time. “For ponies of our kind, a name can be extremely simple, or a deep insight into one’s soul.” He shrugged, for while this advice was no less true then as it was now, he possessed a less revealing name then most; or at least less obvious in it's meaning. “Sketch” he said, loud enough that she could hear clearly. “That is my name.” He looked out to sea, comforted somehow by the muted colors and crashing sea, certain that she was somehow aware of how much it pained him to say this… “I… require your assistance." he said, his voice dropping slightly. He glanced sideways at the pony facing away from him. What would she do?

Oooh, fun. I work in Games Development in Concept Artist and Quality Assurance. My usual art is much better than the rubbish I post here, but I'm just starting out drawing in the FIM style.

When I'm not doing that, I'm a published novelist, and I write from my house in Manly. It's quite beautiful, and I enjoy both of my jobs to the fullest. I'm actually writing something now, you're going to love it.

Ouran HSHC finished, now what's next on the list...

No joke.

...I liked Ouran HSHC.

If I remember to watch it, sure. Sounds fun~

Any fan of Rainbow Dash is welcome here. (and else besides)

Welcome, sit down, make yourself at home, miss Wisconsin.