lordbrony

there are only 5 people in the convo and I dont have that option

nah war has its own beauty; watch a documentry of how historical armies push, retreat and reorganize and generally conduct a battle and you'll see

man it was great fun just trying to remember who everyone is you might be right but then again how many times can they rerun shows like Ben10 and spongebob and get away with it

I'm more concerned with completing the objective here

why don't you get the endorsement of Trixie's RPer?

oh come on we're just here to dump

Dear Princess Celestia, A few days ago I was reminded that its ok for ponies to be fierce rivals who will do anything (within fairness) to win in game but as long as we don't take personally we can be good friends out of it Your sometimes loyal subject LB

ends justify the means brah

don't see it

I tried searching the help function but the answers told me to search for a magical "add" button that I can't find

nope, but I'll use the distraction he provided to get ahead

back to winning ways

but it now totally shats over Spitfire X Soarin

ah yes classical

I'm baaaccckkkkk

Well I already thought of that so 2 things: her main and only skill is telekinesis and she has no spellcasting whatsoever so its not like she's near Twilight's level in raw versatility, secondly she when she's using it there will be a beam connecting her to whatever she's controlling so if she wants to do anything destructive or mischievous she's not going to be getting away with her especial since her energy signature is bright fiery red and everything can be traced back to her. Her current cutie mark is a very bad approximation of how it looks like when she's using her powers (beams originating from the same source encasing things), I will definitely change it if I can get a better or a custom pic. I can see where you are going with her age, but I prefer her to be young, cheery and positive about life. Pushing 40 makes her powers more believable, but its kinda hard to make a cheery pinkie pie-ish character believable without the "immaturity, never-grew-up" angle creeping in and yes I did pull a lot from the X men

the mice always play in my absense

enough about computers, back to winning

Cheerilee was in a bind, on one hoof she was fine with the foals being unruly, seeing that she was as excited as them. On the other hoof, she still was the teacherand the Wonderbolts were guests so any apparent shortcomings on their side would inadvertably be linked to her failings as a teacher and role model. Sunrise's sudden appearance was a similar dillema, she had bought Cheeilee the distraction she needed and Haywire the time (she hoped) to clean up the classroom, but what would the Wonderbolts think about her student being this late for class? Smiling weakly at the Wonderbolts, she helped the dazed Sunrise up, all the while trying to think of a good face-saving excuse. "Poor dear's been helping her parents at home" said Cheerilee weakly. "We are a small farming town after all." Mustering up her enthusiasm, Cheerilee continued "But I think we have wasted enough time and the foals have been buzzing with anticipation ever since they heard you were coming" "Look natural Cheerilee" she thought to herself, opening the classroom door and ushering Sunrise in before her before striding in, all the while trying not to appear to be checking out the condition of the classroom. "Class, I have some very special guests today. The Wonderbolts!" she announced in the most cheery voice she could muster

Languid as he appeared, LightWind always secretly prided himself in his eye for noticing the small stuff when flying; the way he flapped his wings, the way he needed to tuck his hooves depending on whether he wanted to be fast or mobile and his near perfect timing when pulling out of dives and swerving that made his stunts so mouth watering to others and simple to him Unfortunately, none of that applied to walking normally and stuff around corners that he couldn't see, and before he knew it he was on his rump. "Are you alright?" he heard somepony call, snapping him out of his daze. Looking up, he noticed a bluish teal pony staring at him with a cloud leaking out of her saddlebag and whisping by her mane "Oh no. A weather pony" he thought, remembering the bad rep he had gotten while working in weather control. "I hope to Celestia she dosn't recognize or know me, company is not something I want right now" Shaking his head and getting up slowly, he mummered an "I'm ok"

YOU LEAVE!

its peaceful time to go back to winning ways!

I have parasprites for that seeing ponies run away from giant flies < seeing ponies run away from parasprites WHILE their stuff gets eaten

(OOC: I consider the events here to precede this) He would say it felt good to be home, well not really LightWind wandered the streets of Cloudsdale reminiscing. The flight school where he had to restrain himself for fear of attracting unwanted attention, the cloud fields where he had spent most of his colthood flying leisurely around that inadvertently made him the stallion he is today..... He would have visited his parents, but they being themselves were most likely to be out working and he wasn't sure how they'd react to him and his newfound direction in life. But then again, that not being an option left him with the freedom to wander around the city and retake in the sights and sounds with a newfound worldview Lost in his thoughts, he soon found himself in an unfamiliar part of the city. “Oh well, why the heck not, its not like I have to be anywhere like right now”, LightWind thought as he wandered down the unfamiliar streets; and was that bread he smelled?