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  1. Eagle Heart stood at his post, looking stoic and alert, but in actuality was very tired. The poor stallion had been given a double shift when Stout Wings got sick. Thankfully, he was nearing the end of it. He couldn't wait to get back to his bed and collapse in his exhaustion, tossing aside his heavy armor. It seemed even heavier after twice as many hours of it pressing on his wings. He longed to stretch them out. Not long now, he thought to himself, reassuringly. He almost allowed himself a smile, until he remembered that Gilded Helm was beside him. Even if the other stallion was asleep. It was only a few more minutes until they were relieved, and Eagle Heart was about to lean over and wake Gilded when he heard a noise down the hall. Was Princess Luna inside at this time of night? No, surely not. She would be watching over everypony's dreams by now. He heard another sound, and gave a soft huff. He had to do something about this. Cautiously, Eagle Heart crept towards the place where the hallway turned, and peered around the corner to see what the noise had been.
  2. Tsuhebi was a bit of a mystery, in and of itself. Because while a simple walk was still doable, the medium sized harbor town was famous for the canals that ran all throughout the village, remnants of the rivers that ran down from the mountains before emptying into the vast ocean. Though there were ample areas to set paw on earth to walk around, it wasn't an uncommon sight to see homes and businesses set right on the border of some water, complete with those wooden boats they used to traverse the canals. In fact, most of the ponies used said boats to get from one side of the village to another, and walking was considered a leisurely activity to do in one's spare time, rather than the accepted way of moving left to right. Uncommon, but not wholly responsible for the anomaly that was the once small village. Perhaps the crown jewel of Tsuhebi, however, resided in its famed floating market, a spectacle that was, to his understanding, boasted near world wide. Where boardwalks and bridges did not boast vendors, boats and floating merchandise did, as did the boats that moved to and fro around the market, advertising their wares and sometimes stopping the trade with other vendors. Villagers and tourists alike made the floating market more alive than the myriad of different products, produce, and whatever else the ponies deigned to trade little gold bits over, and the number of lanterns that would light up as the sun descended would make the water across the entire village shine like so many gems in the darkest of caverns. Truly, the attraction had turned the once-small harbor town into one of the world's most visited areas. Once, a beautifully cared for and magnificently grown willow tree had been the entirety of Tsuhebi's boast to the world. He remembered visiting it when the town was asleep, laying beneath the willow and feeling the earth around him. Now, the willow was all but invisible, the very tips of it sticking up a ways in the distance as the buildings around it commanded more attention and girth. It may as well never have existed. Kamikakushi no Shinrin studied the tip of the willow tree from his spot just outside the floating market and next the water of a canal, paws crossed over one another as the bustle of a village just beginning to wake up surrounded him. Underneath the shade of a few smaller, recently grown willow trees, his form seemed to shift and snake, his innate magic ensuring that most eyes glanced over his resting spot without truly seeing. Only a pony that directly gazed at this spot with purpose would take notice of his form, but Kamikakushi no Shinrin highly doubted such a thing would happen. If there was one thing he had learned since integrating himself into the pony world, it was that ponies were always moving and going places, and rarely took the time to simply sit, and stare, and ponder. All the better for him. Taking a shifted form was easy enough to achieve, but grew tiresome to maintain. Even an Ōkami needed to rest every once in a while. And to ponder. The harbor town had a small port, similar to the great city of Polohama that lay close to the south. But being much smaller on the grand scale of things meant an easier time securing passage. As busy as Tsuhebi had been in the recent years, it would be less of a hassle for his disguise, well known and well photographed, to barter passage across the seas. Money would be no issue - those bits of gold he received from his modeling more than ensure that. It was, all in all, a very simple thing to plan out. So why was he filled with such dread? Perhaps the idea of being so very far from his home forest is what drove him to lay down his head, seemingly prepared to stall for yet another day. He'd traveled great distances all over Neighpon, this was true, and his power had never deviated downwards to an extent that had worried him...but would that change overseas? Would he board a ship, only to feel his disguise weaken the further they sailed away? He was an Ōkami, and Kamikakushi no Shinrin had full confidence in his abilities - but that didn't change the fact that he simply didn't know, and there was no use denying the fact that his power hailed strongest inside and nearby his home. He wondered if this venture was worth the risk. Finding answers...fulfilling the yearning that kept him coming back to cities and walking into studios and surrounding himself with ponies that praised his looks or skill in front of a camera...there had to be a payoff somewhere, through someone or something. He just needed to find it.
  3. Cog carver was enjoying his first day off in months, his shop was closed, he had nothing to worry about, as he had some friends set up a security spell to alert him if the store was broken into, he could just relax. He sighed contently in his unfolded reclining beach chair and enjoyed the breeze from the lake as he let his worries fade. He had a red colored eye, with one being a milky blue from being blinded at a young age, he smiled as he felt the breeze against his bronze brown coat and blonde mane. "Ahhh, this... I could get used to this..." he then looked around, wary for any hint of Pinkie pie nearby, as he was quite used to her appearing out of nowhere and scaring the living tartarus out of him.
  4. The life of a small-town shopkeeper is full of a very pleasant kind of business; there is always something to be done, but every bit of work you do is for your and your family's own good. You don't have to sweat for your boss' bottom line, or stretch yourself to afford status symbols to impress your neighbors. Solid, sensible prosperity, that was the ticket! Berry Punch had to laugh at her own internal monologue, as she arranged all the bottles on the shelves in preparation for opening. Who'd have thought the hard-partying mare from Canterlot would have come to this? Still, having a foal can change you, and she wouldn't have traded her life for any without Ruby. That young filly was at school now, while her mother stayed home, running the wine and juice store that filled the first floor of their house in town. It was a pretty good business, if she did say so herself. Good wine at reasonable prices for the adults in this town, who weren't so caught up in snobbery to pay top-bit for a bottle label, regardless of the quality within. The juice, of course, was for the little colts and fillies who weren't old enough for that yet! While much of the wine was imported, Berry tried to make the juices herself, or at least to get them as fresh as possible. Her upbringing as a grocer's gal gave her an eye for good fruit, which she prided her self on putting to good use! Oh my, ten o'clock already? Well, time to unlock the door! Trotting over to the entrance, she pushed it open to test the jingle of the little welcome bell, turned the sign to 'open' and sauntered back in, just waiting for the first customer of the day...
  5. Its been so long since I have had a good idea for an rp, but looking back on some of my old stuff, I think Ill bring back an rp I have been itching to do an RP in the world of The Elder Scrolls, where a new race of mortals, known as Equestrians, are just discovered. They are a quiet people, not wanting to leave their home in the side of The Throat of The World, fearing anyone who would enter. This is the tale of two friends, who consider each other brothers, having to find a new home, after a series of strange events that cause the Equestrians to leave. Heres a little bit (the starter, actually) of the RP, just to give you an idea. The cave of Equestia. A vast and deep cavern in the side of the great mountain known as The Throat of The World. The secluded sanctum was like it's own little world. What with the river running through tufts of vegetation that is suited to such a life spreading across for its inhabitants to enjoy. Said inhabitants often living in small clusters of villages. A peaceful sort of place untouched by the world above. There was already talk among the villagers. Murder in their fair town? Preposterous! Blasphemous, even! Though it happened 2 years ago, it was still the main topic of discussion in the whole cave. The parents of a Masquerade Quasoia, were found with slashed throats in the morning of mundas. The poor boy was devastated. Masquerade became an odd boy after that. Having moved on after two years, moving in with his grandfather at the hall of the dead. He was quicker to be angered than he usually was. Threatening to kill bullies and such, whom always would over power the short boy easily, making him even angrier. It happened every morning. This morning was no different... Masquerade was being held down by two colts as one named Blackbird Vicici punched away at the poor Masquerade's face and stomach. Whom cursed their family names. I wanna do this with someone who can type at least two good paragraphs of text, with good English skills. Goodbye, and I hope you will do this with me!
  6. The sky was a beautiful with it's pastel pinks, dark purples, and vibrant orange all cast by the rising sun. A pink mare lay relaxed half submerged in a river that was very close to ponyville and she sighed happily enjoying the feel of rushing water on her lower half. It was rare when Candy Shimmer was allowed to just enjoy herself and the nature around her. Trying to become a popular or just a known singer was hard work and rarely gave her time to herself or even with others. She sighed once more at that thought, she's been in ponyville for a little over a month now and hasn't made a single friend. Tracing circles in the dirt with her hoof she wondered what she could do today to change that she could go to the local shops and chat with ponies there, but she doubted anypony would talk to her while they were busy shopping. She pondered more and more the best way to make a friend and came up with nothing that stuck out to her as a good idea. Rolling onto her side she sighed again and decided the best way to go out and make friends is to do just that go out and do it. By the time she decided what she'd do it was already a little before noon. She partially dragged and partially levitated her lower half to her wheelchair that an inventor made for her in Melodia before she left for ponyville. Ah Melodia she thought to herself as she trotted as best she could towards the center of town to decide her next move. Melodia was a lovely city with ponies and creatures alike. It was very nice and all but Candy felt like she had needed a change and heard the wonderful things about ponyville and just had to have a second home in it. She was closing in fast on the center town and felt herself begin to panic slightly, what will she do? Just stand in the middle of ponies and hope somepony will talk to her? No she'll have to be assertive and friendly. Open with the townsponies of Ponyville, so in her head she practiced what she would say. Hi! I'm Candy Shimmer and I'm a new here, would you like to be friends? She repeated this over and over in her head until she made it to the heart of the town, then the words escaped her. What will she do now? No pony would want to make friends with her! She was an oddball in a town full of ponies. Whatever was she thinking moving to a place so different from her home town. While all this was going through her mind she was just standing in the middle of the town eyes darting back and forth wondering what to do. Will somepony be her new friend?
  7. Winter would be horrible without Hearthswarming. In fact, without Hearthswarming, Winter would probably be eternal! It had been so long since the days of the Windigoes running wild that most ponies tended only to think of winter as a time to play in the snow, feast on stored food, and cuddle up with loved ones in a warm house. And, when that got old, they just got up and made winter go away. Just how amazing a triumph like that actually was could all too easily be taken for granted. And up until recently, Prince Blueblood had taken it for granted. Just one more day in the Canterlot social calendar, with associated duties: go to see (and be seen) at the Annual Play, attend all right parties, give just the right amount above the expected amount of bits to various charities, and the like. Recent years had changed that. And changed him. Not only was he striving to be a better pony than he had been, but he’d traveled wider, and gained new perspectives. In particular, his recent diplomatic trips to Whitescar had shown him just how much open doors, open hearths, and sticking together actually mattered, when one couldn’t simply wrap up winter. So, this year, Blueblood had decided to pull out all the stops. He’d take a page from the aristocrats of old, and hold a feast open to all comers, whatsoever their class, nationality, or species. A bold step, for a pony noted for their snobbishness, but certainly the right move if one wanted to improve their reputation after being so noted. Upon mentioning this plan to his marefriend and Honor Guard, Star Crusader, she suggested that Blueblood use her own family seat in Fet Loch to host this gathering, as the country setting would be slightly more appropriate to the old-fashioned celebration that he was planning. And thus, the Prince set off for the northern marches of Equestria… ~***~ “Is everything ready?” It was the seventh time today that Prince Blueblood had asked that question. And the answer was the same as it was the past six times: the cook was in the process of whipping up the feast, the Duchess’ manor was ready to receive any influx of guests, and the weather pegasi had the snow falling right on schedule for a white Hearthswarming. But… the guests weren’t here yet. Had he not sent out enough invitations? Had he not made them obvious enough? Public posters had seemed a little vulgar to him for this sort of thing, and it would have been folly to put them up in Canterlot if a diverse group was what he wanted. But surely, ads in the major papers would have been enough to get the word out. Maybe ponies just didn’t want to do this sort of thing anymore? All the old celebrations and rites, the Coverly dance, climbing the greasy pole, snapdragon and plum pudding… had Equestria left such things behind? *Or is it just me?* If the Prince had to be perfectly honest, that might be the reason he hadn’t seen guests yet. After all, perhaps being snowed into an isolated house with Blueblood, of all ponies, wasn’t their idea of a good time, especially for Hearthswarming. Or maybe he was just being paranoid. After all, the holidays had barely begun. Time enough for the guests to arrive for the festivities...
  8. In all the annals of Equestrian History, few dates are as significant as Hearthswarming Eve, for it is from there that the history of pony unity is said to begin. While this originally meant unity between the tribes, traditions later grew that would encourage unity between the classes, as well. For example, in literature and legend praises were sung of the lords and ladies who would throw open the doors of their great houses to all comers for feasting, song, and revelry! Sadly, with the decline of the aristocracy into a class of rich urban snobs, such great traditions seem to have fallen by the wayside. Regretting the passing of these old and better days, Prince Blueblood has decided (partly as a way to rehabilitate his own reputation) to revive the tradition of the Grand Hearthswarming Feast! With the assistance of the Duchess of Fet Loch, who will more or less play hostess to the comers, the halls of the great country house shall be bedecked with holly and thronged by ponies (and non-ponies) of all stripes and classes, to celebrate the great winter holiday. Such, at any rate, is the plan.... So, I basically got the idea after reading a bunch of 19th and early 20th stories centering around English Christmas traditions, and though it would be a good idea to start up a thread centered around them! Think of this as a sort of mini-semi-official-event, open to spin-off threads and the like. I just wanted to have something on the site about the holiday coming up. Hopefully, I'll have the OP up sometime around early December, ready for everypony who wants to get in on some winter festivities! I'd like to gauge interest here, as well as take suggestions for what sort of things people would like to see and do here.
  9. “Three cheers for the New Lunar Regime! Huzzah!” Silence. “Huzzah!” Silence. “Huzzah!” Silence. The silences were just as crucial as the shouts. They combined to set the scene for a confrontation with an enthusiastic, pompous ‘collaborator’ with Nightmare Moon’s ‘takeover.’ The uncharitable would have said that this was a role that Prince Blueblood was born to play. The more complimentary would still have to admit that it was a role that the alabaster unicorn played rather well. Or… not quite a unicorn right now. Thanks to some clever costuming work, and a little magic courtesy of Starlight Glimmer, Blueblood was now also sporting a pair of magnificent white wings! After all, even Princes dressed up for Nightmare Night, and this year, Blue was going for the big one; an official alicorn! The story being, of course, that ascension was the price of his loyalty shift. He stood elevated on a platform, posing and preening like the prissy pretty colt pony prince that the tabloids loved to class him as. He cut the exact sort of figure that you just wanted to shove into the nearest body of water. Which was extremely convenient, given that the platform Blueblood perched upon was suspended over a tank of water. Attached to this platform was an ingenious device which, when struck with a thrown baseball, would drop the platform and dump the Prince into the tank! “Haha, you shall not pass! After all, who among you can pitch so as to soak the newest member of the exclusive club of alicorns?” It was a feat that would take skill, but determination could see a pony throw surprisingly well. Especially when that pony was motivated to wipe a certain grin off a certain face. Success would be met with a gratifying splash, as well as a chance to raid the royal candy stash for tribute. Of course, the fewer throws it took a pony, the more candy they could get! “Well? I’m wai~it~ing~!” OOC: Rules for the Dunk Tank Event- -There will be a line for this event, as only one pony may toss their dunking balls at a time. -You only need one post for all your throws; success will be determined by a die roll. -While early successes will award more candy, all participants will earn at least one piece. -Extra pieces will be awarded for clever trash-talk, especially if it’s in-character to both your costume, and the event as a whole!
  10. ((OOC Thread: http://www.canterlot.com/topic/16118-a-casual-roleplay/#entry386688)) Ember looked around in awe as he trotted up the road to the entrance of Canterlot. It was about as different from the rock farm he'd grown up on as possible, and he still couldn't believe he was actually here! He swallowed nervously as he approached the gates, smiling awkwardly at the royal guards he passed. Wow... All the ponies here look so refined. A country pony like me's gonna stand out like a sore hoof... He continued to look around as he made his way down the streets at random, wondering where he'd find a place to stay. The one place he refused to look at, though, was the castle. I can't believe I'm so close to where the princess' stay! I wonder if I need some kinda permission to launch my fireworks... Eventually the stallion came to a stop at what seemed to be some kind of crossroad, uncomfortably aware of his singed mane and burned tail among all the fancy-looking ponies that passed by. "I wonder if they sell maps aroun' here..." Ember decided to wander around the wide area, to see if he might encounter something or somepony that could help him find his way.
  11. Prism was pretty exited for a day off! After stretching his muscles he crouched on the soft clouds, wings spread, a cocky smirk on his face, before LEAPING up and zipping off like a flash of light! Weaving and bobbing around the clouds with expertise! Leaving a trail of rainbow behind him as he did so, curling and twisting around the clouds, using the trail and his own body to shape the clouds to his will! After he was all done he landed and crossed his front hooves quite happily, He had made a image of Celestia in the clouds itself, perfectly framing the sun! He grinned and moved a hoof up to fix his mane... "Well ain't she a sight for sore eyes!" Glancing around he realized he was probably by himself and snickered, moving to trot somewhere to get a bite to eat! Maybe he'd find company today? Life was pretty lonely when your only child was the element of Loyalty and thus always busy..
  12. The day was perfectly beautiful! Kalime left her pack's camp early in the morning and had dressed nicely, making sure she looked presentable, and started the walk to Ponyville, she wanted to get some nice quills and parchment, wanting to start writing about life as a Diamond Dog! So Ponies would know what they were like and maybe be less afraid, since she had to admit she was pretty big and intimidating...(hee hee) The town drew ever closer, and she soon crossed the bridge into the crowded street, glancing around, her tail now wagging and she couldn't help an enthusiastic... "HELLO PONIES!" For all of those that could hear her, grinning ear to ear! She was going to make friends, and they were going to have fun and today was just going to be amazing!
  13. It was a shame, really – Equestria was such a wide, wide country with a variety of exciting cities to visit and landscapes to gaze upon. Celestia truly reigned over a beautiful world and it pained her to think that so many regions went unexplored. There were the shore cities in the south, bordering the coast and harboring ships and beaches, and the wild and rugged forests to the east and west of the capital city, and the exotic and unique lands of Itaily and Germaney which lay beyond the Eponnine Mountains. There were deserts and plains and hills and mountains and though Celestia had visited all of them before, she always felt that some regions were always sorely neglected. Perhaps, for her royal vacation, this could be to her advantage. She loved the ponies of Equestria – this was an undeniable fact. But sometimes their enthusiasm stifled the Princess – she wanted someplace quiet, isolated, and beautiful. After peering over the maps of Equestria and consulting her most trusted advisor, Philomena the Phoenix, she settled on a quiet and undisturbed resort town in the north – the sleepy village of Marelia. With the Eponnine Mountains to its south, and Zherbenok Bay to its north, the village was scenic, idyllic and quiet. It was the perfect place to escape her duties for a few days, relax, spend some time with Philomena and enjoy the peace and quiet of the beautiful resort town. Of course, in order to avoid any unwanted attention, she keeps her plans secret, and selects only a few of her most trusted guardsponies and courtiers to accompany her. She won’t keep her presence entirely unknown in the town - it is rather difficult for a Princess of her stature to travel incognito. But she does so like surprising her subjects, and would rather not be greeted with the parade and pomp she usually gets for official business. No, this was a vacation and Celestia hoped to be treated as much like any other pony as she possibly could. After unpacking her belongings and leaving her royal regalia in a small room in the bed & breakfast where she would be staying for her the duration of her visit (much to the utter shock and awe of its proprietors – that had been good fun!), Celestia decides to go for a hike through the mountainous forests to the south of the village. With only Philomena to accompany her, she spreads her wide, white wings, takes to the sky and heads south. The view from the air is breathtaking, as she gazes at the forests and mountain peaks below. [colour=#B774C5]“Isn’t it just beautiful, Philomena? So different from the spires and marble towers in Canterlot – I have always thought the north of Equestria was blessed with a rich, rugged beauty so often overlooked by ponies in the cities further south.”[/colour] The phoenix chirps her agreement as the two begin descending towards a rugged hiking trail cut through the trees. As she lands gracefully on the forest floor, Celestia catches sight of a small troupe of three or four hikers approaching them on the trail. She smiles at the rather startled ponies, her amethyst eyes sparkling with mischief. [colour=#B774C5]“Well, good afternoon,”[/colour] she says to them, extending a hoof in greeting. [colour=#B774C5]“It’s so good to see I’m not the only one who enjoys an occasional walk in these beautiful woods. My name is Celestia – and you are?”[/colour] ​[colour=#b4b4b4]((OOC: Posting my prompt response as an open thread totally isn't cheating.))[/colour]
  14. The year is 2082, Princess Twilight Sparkle has invented a special type of magic, that can be stored and used in magic crystals. Quantum levitation, a magic that defies gravity, and can be used by everypony. This prompted her to start Twilight Systems, or TWI-SYS. This company was bought by Neighponese businessponies, forcing Princess Celestia, in a rapidly developing field of magic, to form the Canterlot Institute of Sience and Antigravity Research, or CISAR. Then, a further split in in TWI-SYS by two arguing employees forced two other companies to be born; Euricom and EI-KON R/D. Further competition between these young companies soon started the QLRC, or Quantum Levitation Racing Championship. Stakes are high, survival chance is low, this is... WipEout QUANTUM WELCOME to the WipEout QUANTUM universe, to participate in the QLRC, you must first register using this character sheet. It is shown below...
  15. Bon Bon was the luckiest of mares, she thought to herself as the sun lazily pulled itself over the hills in the distance. Lazy, lazy sun- Bon Bon wasn't about to blame Celestia but ya'd think that she'd use the fine summer months to their full effect by blasting everypony with her sun for a few extra hours. It certainly would have made her mornings easier as she found herself having to rely upon everything up to and including the kitchen sink to get the energy to not go back to bed. It was a very tempting and warm thought and she had no doubt that Lyra would appreciate an extra hour or two or three or four or the whole morning to themselves. But alas, Bon Bon was a business mare of some caliber and reputation and she could ill afford to allow a day to pass by without trotting out her wares. Even if her bed was cozy, the sun wasn't fully up yet, the house was nice and cool, the tea was nice and refreshing, her bed was cozy, she didn't feel like leaving the house, her bed was cozy, Lyra was fun to hang out with on a lazy day, she felt lazy, and her bed was cozy. But she was the luckiest of mares, for even in this somewhat unhappy state her task for the day was one she could pleasantly toss herself into once she managed to get out the door. Who didn't love treats? Well, Gilded didn't like treats but Gilded didn't like anything and that was why nopony liked him during his school colt days, but aside from him? Everypony loved treats! Bonbons were her specialty but she could give you anything you wanted as long as that everything you wanted involved sweets enrobed in chocolate. She frowned at the thought that her selection had grown a bit lazy lately but Sugarcube Corner had cornered the market on pretty much everything. She thought about expanding into ice cream but then you had to worry about keeping them iced and she didn't know if Lyra had enough magic in her to get the job done. Obviously she needed somepony else to love, somepony else with the proper magical abilities to further her inert business ambitions! Maybe Twilight could be the next one, since she could do anything. Would she be content with being the fridge mare? Probably not. Did the Apples even know about refrigeration? Did they even know about technology? She wouldn't bet on it. Maybe Rainbow Dash could snuggle up at night and whip up some snow? Nah, she could be a grump. No, Bon Bon thought to herself with a Cheshire grin, she would have to be satisfied with her relatively tame partner and her lack of business-helping magical attributes. Bon Bon tied the apron around her and then trotted outside, long shadows tempting the sun as she yawned optimistically and gazed at her cart. Everything was still in order. It was a nice sized stand, large enough for a little workspace and a decent variety of chocolates. She slowly peeled the covers off of the merchandise and let the aroma of decently fresh chocolates to hit her like a brick. "Aha, yeah, this is what it's all about," She said in a low pitched voice, imitating almost to a tee a rather burly stallion she had known as an older filly. He was a cute one but had a penchant for dresses that bordered on the creepy. He was a nice enough stallion but it was hard to really get the image of him in a dress out of her mind. Not because a stallion was in a dress, she wasn't close minded about that, but it was her dress that had went missing weeks earlier and it was on the night of the community's formal dance. Salt did crazy things, petty thievery included! Bon Bon strapped herself into the front, the harness easing against her with unnerving dullness. She looked closely but could scarcely see through bloodshot eyes the lines on her neck that marked where the harness had delved into her over the years. Unflattering and unsurprising. She was about to come up with something witty when the sun finally breached the surroundings and shone directly into her face. "Okay already, geez! Turn it down already," She said hypocritically, her eyes closing tight for a second as she turned away from the offensive light and pulled down her business sign. Bon Bon's Bonbons and Chocolates- Open for Business! The sign read almost in an amateuristic fashion, the letters fading as time passed to hide their slightly different sizes. Life was imperfect and Bon Bon wasn't even perfect at life. She took a deep breath, unleashed another yawn, and started trotting towards the center of town. It was time to get her sale on.
  16. Sterling Silver "Ponyville...it's been a loooong time..." Sterling Silver said idly to himself as he felt his hooves cross the threshold between the countryside and this charming little hamlet he once used to call home. It seemingly hadn't changed that much, and he hadn't heard of much news from here other than a few odd instances here and there, but he never got to see them with his own eyes so it didn't phase him that much. Despite his past in this town Sterling wasn't here to primarily visit family, though that was going to be a part of his visit. No he was here, per request! By a newspaper no less! For an interview on his job! It felt odd that he would be picked for this seemingly at random but, maybe some old friends put in a good word for him or something, or maybe he was just excelling in his work and was gaining trust among the ranks...or so he would have hoped. Regardless, he passed into the scenic little village, looking around and admiring the still beautiful architecture. "Ahh, never gets old." he chuckled lightly whilst blowing a loose bit of mane from in front of his nostalgic expression. Sterling wasn't sporting what he'd usually wear, his guard armour, his grey coat and lucky coin cutie mark exposed to the world, and it felt strangely liberating to be walking around his home town without any job convictions, given this was a day off for him. It felt nostalgic beyond belief, and it really did take him back. But nostalgia and reminiscing had to wait, Sterling had an interview to get to! Now...if he could only just find it... It wasn't like the stallion didn't know the lay of the land, in fact he could name every street even after taking a swift blow to the head, but this was the first time he had ever heard of a newspaper in Ponyville which was surprising to say the least. He had received a card upon his invitation, with a few details on it as to where he'd find this journalist. Without further delay he reaches into his pack of basic essentials and levitated the piece of card in front of him, reading aloud, "Shady Daze, Foal Free Press, Ponyville...What the hay's the Foal Free Press?" he asked himself quietly, as he had done many other times before after receiving this card. With a small shrug he returned the business card to his pack and pondered his next move. As he did he passed by store front after store front after store front, and not a single one giving any clues, however he did manage to find a copy of said newspaper in a nearby store, buying it simply for any form of address, since the card seemed to be lacking in such information, Sterling wondered if a foal had written it but that was just idle and sceptical pessimism. With a copy of the Foal Free Press in hoof he set off back into town, taking note of the time being early afternoon and following whatever information he could find out of the paper in front of him. He hoped he would find this pony soon, or this pony would find him, either or. "...Am I going to be in a gossip rag?" the stallion muttered with an inquisitive expression as he read further into the paper.
  17. All over Equestria, everywhere and anywhere she could think of it, Matchie had put out application forms for her matchmaking service. Anypony could find them, really! She had them stuffed in mailboxes, she made them available at post offices and the like. They were fairly short, and fairly quick to fill out! All anypony had to do was write a few answers here, a few sentences there, pay a haybit for postage, and voila! They'd be on the list! The application is short, on slightly cheap parchment, and seems to be magically copied, if one can tell. Written upon it is the following : Hi there! Thank you for choosing One Plus Another, Equestria's choicest blind-date and matchmaking service! Just a few minutes of your time, and you'll be on your way to finding that special match chosen just for you! Please answer the following truthfully, and to as much detail as you think is necessary! Name : Gender : Gender preference (Optional) : Location : Age (Grown-ups only): Species : Species preference (Optional) : Cutie-Mark (Optional) : How would you describe yourself, physically? ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ How would you describe your personality? ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ What things in life are important to you? ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ What's your idea of the ideal first date? ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ What are you looking for? ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ Anything else you think we should know? ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________ You're done! Just mail this to Matchie at One Plus Another, 413 Saltyhoof lane, Fillydelphia, EQ, and we'll get back to you as soon as we can! Have a wonderful day! ​((OOC : Just fill out the above and post it, and I'll write up a response once I've found a match for you character, and either help you set up a thread, or maybe just set up a thread for you! Please, -please- keep it G-rated! ))
  18. Past the ornate doors of the palace entrance, through the gilded vestibule lies the foyer of the castle proper. The atmosphere seemed abuzz with energy, lit by the warm glow of aether lamps and candlelight. Period banners and Army battle standards adorned the walls, highlighted by suits of armor and cases of ancient weapons wielded by the oldest heroes of Equestria. Ponies milled about in the foyer before the event proper, some catching up with family and friends while others waited for an opportunity to see the princess, or perhaps catch a photograph with her! “Come now, we’ll be late!” The voice came from a pegasus stallion with a coat of ruddy brown, accented by white feathered fetlocks and a sabled tuft of a beard trimmed to military regulation. The older stallion was heavily built, his shoulders seemingly cast from bronze and his facial features chiseled from solid granite. Despite the wrinkles and his sabled mane and tail, he was very much the quintessence of an REA soldier. Armor was unnecessary for this storied warrior; his formal military regalia was enough. Retirement was a double-edged sword for Colonel Ironwing. On the one hoof, he could come and go as he pleased. The army no longer set his schedules and told him where to go or what to do. When he traveled to the far-flung lands beyond Equestria, it was on his own terms. Pension was good and free time was bountiful. Of course, on the other hoof, having free time and not much to fill it with was something Ironwing couldn’t stand. PT, meditation, and scholarly study would only stretch so far. But there was hope. One of the ideas that had been idling on the table of the castle committee and the CRPR was something that the colonel had long supported. At long last his projects were finally coming to fruition. Though he was long-retired, his legacy made him the stallion of choice for hosting such a thing as the Army Ball. Of course, no party would be complete without guests of honor, and what a guest she was! It was always an honor to serve the princesses, and the newly returned Luna was no exception. As they continued on, the scintillations of camera flashbulbs on the mezzanine made themselves apparent. The photo booth was just ahead. “Your Majesty,” Aristotle smiled and swept a hoof across the expanse of the foyer. “Your humble audience awaits!”
  19. The train ride to Canterlot was a marvelous thing. In between the tunnels that found themselves periodically built around the tracks, one could simply look out the window and be awed by the view -- and to a certain extent, a little humbled by the view. This was certainly the case for a certain red-velvet coloured stallion, who let loose a small gasp at the city so far off in the distance, steadily drew closer and closer. This might have drawn a little attention to the unicorn, had he not been rare enough to board one of the emptier trains; as it stood, he was the only one in his cabin to enjoy the view. If it were less spectacular, he might have been a touch lonely. As the train gradually shortened the distance the excitement for the unicorn simply grew until he was convinced it was tangible in the air. "I'm going to Canterlot" he thought. Indeed, little else could be on his mind, and time seemed to slow down and speed up simultaneously until, dramatically, the train slowed to a halt at Canterlot station. The unicorn resisted the urge to bound out the doors and dash off to go sightseeing. Despite practically beaming with joy, he had heard all kinds of stories of the more judgmental upper class in the city. It was important to maintain composure. Stepping off the tracks, the first thing he noticed was a slight breeze. The second thing he noticed, was, well, he couldn't help but voice his thoughts: "I am standing on a castle, literally carved into a mountain." If one listened closely, one could even here a slight squee punctuating the sentence. Taking a happy sigh, he started forward. And then he promptly stopped. Looking down, he noticed a hat. Not realizing he was still thinking aloud, he continued, "Hmm... the breeze must have taken some pony's hat." He stared thoughtfully at it, before his horn glowed and levitated it into his outstretched hoof. Dusting it off, he examined it before adorning it over his steel coloured hair. Content with his souvenir, and deciding that its owner must not miss it in such a high class society, he rounded a corner into the street. Ten minutes later, he was hopelessly lost, and enjoying every minute of it. As he wandered about, he must have looked very much like a tourist struck with sightseeing syndrome. He couldn't help but look with awe at every building. The care that was put into each one boggled the mind. As a budding architect himself, he practically stood and applauded a particularly regal looking house. Caught up in all the joys of the moment, he practically didn't see the staircase in front of him. He fell down the flight before you could say 'Equestria's funniest home videos' before landing in something resembling a sprawled out snow Pegasus mixed with that pose you end up when you fall backwards into bed. Chuckling at the mere thought of what he must have looked liked, he joked aloud "Ten out of ten for the landing. I'd say I stuck that. Wait... how did this hat not fall off?" Standing himself up, he brushed his coat off, straightened his tail a little, then chuckled again, albeit more privately. At this point, he was enjoying himself a bit too much to remember that bit about the high class society.
  20. Zecora had decided that now was the time...She had been in Ponyville for quite a while and wanted to explore more of Equestria! She packed her saddlebags and stepped on to the train, riding it happily to Canterlot...She had never ridden a train before and the experience was so exciting! Zecora was deeply fond of new experiences!..The looming peaks of the Canterlot buildings drew ever closer and soon enough her train had stopped. Zecora stepped out of the train and glanced up, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of the massive city that lay all around her! It was like a jungle in it of itself! Zecora was eager to see all the wares the shop keepers had to offer! To taste the unique foods, to hear the music! But for a moment Zecora felt like a little filly all over again, very small and very lost, and it was for a second that she stood there doing nothing! But just like that she shook her head to clear it [colour=#808080]"No no no! This will never do! Zecora behave we have exploring to do!"[/colour] After giving herself the kick in the butt she needed, Zecora continued her walking, a nice paced, quick trot so she could cover as much ground in one day as possible! Oh this was so exciting!
  21. Should anypony in Canterlot have been unfortunate enough to be craving donuts that day, they would find that Canterlot's most beloved donut shop was closed. For renovations. Construction ponies swarmed the shop, hard at work building what appeared to be some kind of expansion. It was not too difficult to miss that the construction ponies had been treated to complimentary donuts and coffee. There was also a sign: DONUT JOE'S CLOSED. In addition, there were some directions to Joe's... Donut Stand. Donut Joe whistled a little to himself as he worked his magic to keep his donuts warm and fresh. Outside conditions weren't exactly ideal conditions but he was making do. It must have been an odd sight, seeing the unicorn baker in somepony's (a friend of his) front yard selling a very limited selection of donuts and coffee. Joe himself probably didn't care much how odd a sight he was. He wasn't going to let construction interfere with his business. With his friend's permission, he had even been allowed to set up some tables in case ponies wanted to hang out while they chowed down on their donuts. Now, he waited. And waited. He wondered if he should make a bigger sign.
  22. As the sun rises on a new School session, Jetstream sits in his office, [colour=#006400]I wonder what my students will be like this time?[/colour] He hears the background of morning in Canterlot reach its peak, as ponies travel to work, [colour=#006400]Ok, no point in just sitting here, I better open up and finish getting ready[/colour] [colour=#006400]. [/colour]As he walks to the front door he adjusts one of the portraits of his graduate's which had been nudged off kilter, he unlocks the front door and wanders towards the field, checking on his balloon to ensure that it was well tethered, expecting at least one trainee balloonist in today's group. he then wanders back to his desk. As he is adjusting the stack of flyers on his desk on fight safety, he hears someone enter, [colour=#006400]Hi there, are you looking to enrol in one of my classes today?[/colour] [colour=#006400]It's a new session for pegasus ponies balloonists and airship pilots, all are welcome here, whether they are born with wings or just love the feel of the wind in their mane.[/colour]
  23. Spring has descended onto the land of Equestria, and with spring comes rainfall; lots and lots of rainfall. To make such a large-scale operation possible, the mares and stallions of the Royal Weather Factory in Cloudsdale work tirelessly during the spring months to create the rain storms so coveted by ponykind. It is through the efforts of these pegasi factory workers that crops are sufficiently watered and reservoirs refilled in preparation for summer. Unfortunately this year, a major crisis has rocked the city in the clouds which could jeopardize the upcoming rainy season. Due to a sudden flu plaguing Cloudsdale, more than three-quarters of the Weather Factory’s workforce have been forced to stay at home, at precisely the time when their contributions are needed the most. If there are not enough pegasi to work the factory floor and deliver clouds on time, settlements all over Equestria could very well face crop-wrecking droughts! To forestall this alarming chain of events, the overseers of the Weather Factory have taken the drastic measure of recruiting any winged volunteers that can be found. Heralds and newspaper bulletins serenade Equestria in the hopes that enough pegasi and other creatures able to fly to Cloudsdale can come to help operate the weather factory. It doesn’t matter where these emergency volunteers come from, just as long as the spring rings can indeed proceed on schedule. High in the turbulent skies of Cloudsdale, failure is not an option..... -------------------- Sugar Apple partly wished she could have stayed in sick today... sick like nearly all the other workers today. As a reward for being the sole supervisor not bedridden with the flu, the purple mare had suddenly found herself in a rather unfortunate but necessary position: that of having to orientate all the new volunteers enlisting their services for the Royal Weather Factory in this great hour of need. Sugar was plenty used to overseeing a manageable group of employees in the Vaporization Department, but having to introduce so many volunteers to how to operate the Weather Factory was a different matter entirely. The good news though was that Sugar Apple had the willpower of the bravest soldier; hence she soon felt the confidence to perform this vital task bestowed upon her. And she wouldn’t be alone either; taking a peek behind her, the pegasus took note of the four other ponies who’d be helping her lead the others today. The dark blue alicorn needed no introduction; due to the gravity of this crisis, Princess Luna would oversee the proceedings at the factory today. Behind Luna stood the ponies who’d help lead each team: stern-old Colonel Pummel of the Royal Equestrian Army would fill in for Sugar herself over at VaporDep, the even-older Professor Krashkop would look after the volunteers assigned to manufacture rainbows, and the youthful ace-flyer Rainbow Dash of Ponyville renown would naturally ensure her team delivered rain clouds to their destinations in time. None of them have worked at a weather factory before by Sugar’s reckoning, but the higher-ups both in Cloudsdale and Canterlot felt these ponies would be the most effective leaders for the band of equally unskilled volunteer workers. Seeing that the assembled crowd of volunteer pegasi outside the front entrance of the large cloud-formed factory was of a sufficiently large size, Sugar Apple cleared her throat to get everypony’s attention first; [colour=#800080]“Ahem... uhhhh, howdy y’all fillies and gentlecolts; mah name’s Sugar Apple, and it’s mah jo- pleasure to orientate y’all about workin’ at th’ Royal Weather Factory hyar today.”[/colour] Pleased that she hadn’t made a blathering fool of herself so far, the purple mare pressed onwards; [colour=#800080]“First things first; ya’ can’t enter th’ factory eff yer not wearin’ a proper uniform...”[/colour] Sugar paused and pointed at her white jacket and hardhat, required clothing for all workers and visitors; [colour=#800080]“Eff ya’ forgot t’take a uniform, please head back over to th’ lady hoofin’ them out on yer way in. Everypony needs t’stay safe at all times, so git yer jackets an’ hardhats now please.”[/colour] Sugar Apple now waited a few moments for the stragglers to collect their uniforms; she saw one gray pegasus dash out of the crowd who obviously failed to get the necessary clothing. Hopefully, said pegasus only suffered a brief attention lapse and wouldn’t present a chronic problem. In about a minute or so, Sugar would continue on with Orientation.....
  24. The ornate doors of the palace complex stand open, aglow with the soft light of aetherlamps. A red carpet traces a path from the castle gates through the courtyard, and into the castle foyer. At the head of this carpet stand guards in formal armor, checking in their comrades and their friends and family to the festivities beyond. You step up to the cordon and the guard ushers you through. The air itself seems alive as ponies clad in military regalia and formal wear mill about on the carpet and the warm strains of jazz music waft from within the castle walls. The entire night awaits you. What will you do?
  25. *Bell rings as you push open the door* "Oh! Hello there!" A tall white unicorn is stood behind the desk, reading a thick tome. She has a brown and pink mane, and her eyes are sapphire blue. You can only see her head. "Welcome to Pegasus Pages. I'm Novella."
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