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You are hereby cordially invited to attend the Royal Equestrian Guards' annual Ball. This year's event will be held in the illustrious Royal Grande hotel in Canterlot. Security will be handled by a private firm, so please remember to have your invitations and identification with you when you arrive at eight hours past noon five nights before the autumnal equinox. Proceeds from this year's Ball will benefit the Equestrian Services Organization in their efforts to improve interdisciplinary cooperation and morale, as well as to fund improvements to the training grounds and academies for the Wonderbolts, the Royal Equestrian Army, and the Twilight, Solar, and Crystal Guards. Please indicate your meal selection and that of any guests who will be attending with you on the enclosed RSVP postcard no later than three weeks before the event. This is a formal event for guards and civilians to mingle and understand one another. Evening dress is strongly recommended. The Royal Grande was one of the largest hotels in Canterlot, and tonight the entire top two floors had been reserved for processing and housing the annual Guard's Ball. On the floor below, attendees were vetted quickly and efficiently by the hired security, then processed through the registration desks by the maîtres d'hôtel who then passed the guests off to hotel staffers, with the entire operation overseen by the Equestrian Services Organization. On the top floor, the orchestra was playing a selection of light melodies on the stage of the Grande Ballroom and several smaller event halls had been arranged with tables for the various branches of the armed services and policing forces.The lighting was warm and mellow as a summer sunset, and speakers in each room conveyed the orchestra's performance or the occasional interlude or speech to all attendees. Periodically the orchestra would bring a full band onto the stage as well to combine for a symphonic version of one of the REA branches' marches or anthem. True to the spirit of the event, no table was populated entirely by any single group, and even the smallest hall contained seats reserved for civilian ticket holders and donors alike. The seating arrangements had all been planned, with little cards at each place setting to let the attendees know which seat at which table in which room their meal would be served, and hotel staff were busily busing attendees to their assigned places. There were quite literally hundreds of guests seated already, and the rooms looked to be set to accommodate even more before the evening was over. In short, the ESO had done everything in its power to make sure tonight was as stress-free as possible for each and every one of its attending servicemembers, a place and a time where they could let their manes down and just enjoy the evening without the distinctions and duties of rank and regiment. At once formal and informal, exquisite and relaxed, tonight was a night to let down walls and build inroads, and to remind the isolated and insular that the armed forces and its members were a unified whole. Tonight was the Royal Equestrian Guards' Ball.- 78 replies
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((OOC: http://www.canterlot.com/forums/topic/21745-the-changing-of-guards-calling-all-royal-equestrian-guards/)) THE POETRY OF THE SUMMIT~By LYIPHEORYIA STERTLINGS* The day was bright and early, Celestia's beloved sun an early bird in the quiet sky. It was all but silent, save for a few ponies' cry. For today was the day, that all might change; that perhaps after today, all enemies would be held at bay. To protect Equestria, Luna and Celestia. To aid in it's citizens and ranks, to keep in peace from every sea, to each river bank, This was the duty that lay ahead, the job forever and eternally -of the Royal Guards. By duty and by service, I summon thee here today. To discuss and to debate, each enemy hailed away. To mingle with Changeling minds; to delve into Chaos' soul. To fight against Tirek, To battle against each and every villain, that has dared to seek his eyes upon Equestrian. Today is the day, that all victories shall lie nigh, For today is the day, that the Royal Guard shall pay, its homage-to their liege Equestria. *As events unfold themselves in the summit, more verses shall be added.
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Have what it takes to be an elite flyer!? Another week and another episode with the ponies we all adore and love! After a decently long hiatus we return to the main theme of last season: Solving Friendship Problems! This time Dash and twilight are called by the cutie map to visit the Wonderbolt Academy to solve a shippingfriendship problem. (Trust me, you all about to see a new ship launch). Well they be able to fix whatever problem is there between two friends among the clouds with a combination of awesomeness and nerdiness? Tune in to find out! The episode airs Saturday 11:30 AM EST on October 15th!! This thread is dedicated to discussing the episode before, during, and afterwards. As the thread is now open it may indeed contain spoilers. I ask that potential spoilers talked about or shown before the episode airs stay within the spoiler tags please, after the episode you no longer have to use the spoiler tags, but warning, if you haven't seen the episode yet after it airs, this thread no doubt will have all sorts of spoilers in reviews, images, etc. So tread at your own risk. -
It was not often that Wordsworth Psmith, of the Canterlot Psmiths, traveled alone. When he traveled for work, he accompanied Prince Blueblood as a confidential secretary and social advisor. When traveling for pleasure, he preferred to bring a friend or two along. Unfortunately, the only window of time when his boss could allow him some much needed vacation time did not coincide with any holes in the schedules of his list of friends and acquaintances. But, such were the vagaries of life, and as he would always say, "Such things are not to be complained about with idleness, but endured and triumphed over, with whatever means or allies come to hoof. The strategist is ever the adaptist...." And he would then go on like that for a full ten minutes or so. Regardless of whether anypony was actually listening. The upshot of it was, he threw a dart at a map, and as a result had booked himself a first-class ticket on an airship headed towards Saddle Arabia! Not that he hadn't been aiming for the place; the culture of these strange, southern Equines had all the fascination of the exotic, and had even informed his last Nightmare Night costume. And, for somepony as talkative as himself, the notion of a country that was practically rules by debate made him feel as if he would be coming to a kind of Utopia, or at least a home-away-from-home. Which brings us to the present, where the young unicorn stallion was elegantly draped over a deck chair, monocled eye scanning the horizon while active lips pontificated to the empty air. "Solo travel brings with it freedom, the soaring of the lonely eagle is constrained by no considerations save those in his own head. And yet, does the eagle find joy, or melancholy? Do we not all gladly pay our liberty in coin for society, as one would pay a bit for bread? What is the meaning of this strange adventure we call civilization, if it is not that?"
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[ Pony Related Character ] Name: Soarin' Sex: Male Age: Stallion Species: Pegasus Pelt Color: Light blue Mane/Tail Color & Style: Dark blue, windswept Eye Color: Green Cutie Mark: A lightning bolt splitting a storm cloud. Physique: Trim, athletic build Residence: Cloudsdale, but is often 'on the road' Occupation: Wonderbolt Character History: From a young age, Soarin always dreamed of flying hard and fast. When he was just a foal his parents took him to see one of their shows, and his eyes were WIDE open from the opening act to the thrilling conclusion. He grew up enamored with each generation of Wonderbolts, and always asked his parents to take him to their shows when they were in Cloudsdale, making a special point to see every show when their lineup or their repertoire had been expanded. In Junior Speedsters Camp he was always eager to show off, something that cost him more than one race to pegasi slower than him, but something none of the councilors could convince him not to do. Late in his last year of the camp, one of the Wonderbolts in that generation, Thunderwing, handed him a flyer for the Junior Wonderbolt camp that had been recently established. Where the speedster camp focused on fast, the Wonderbolt camp was all about -STYLE-. Soarin had style in spades, and was one of the star pupils in camp. He earned his cutie mark by performing a triple shoot-the loop with Thunderwing in his second year, which he calls his 'Best. Day. Ever.' to this day. When the time came to replace retiring members, Soarin was a natural choice because of his technical ability in the air, even if he was accident prone and downright clumsy with solid ground under his hooves. Character Personality: Soarin' is easy going and rather happy go lucky. He tends not to think things all the way through, but he's as dependable as you could ask for once he's agreed to something. Just don't expect things to go off without a hitch, because he's quite accident prone. He's usually quite ready to chat with complete strangers, fan or no, in part to get to know his fan base but mostly just because he enjoys idle conversation. Which is not to say he doesn't know how or when to be serious. The primary thing holding Soarin back is that he's not terribly inventive, so while he can easily do anything he wants to do in the air, he's not the one to turn to for new stunt ideas, and he tends to forget to eat in the lead up to a show, causing him to have a tremendous appetite afterward. He doesn't usually mind this too much, since it usually allows him to indulge guilt-free in a nice slice of pie. Character Summary: Work hard, play hard, try not to leave too many craters. This is Soarin's philosophy in a nutshell. A consummate entertainer, he's utterly devoted to his fans and to the Wonderbolts, and is one of the higher ranked non-REA 'bolts. He may be accident prone, and sometimes he misses the obvious, but he never lets anything keep him down for long, and is always willing to let bygones be bygones. If he pushed harder, he'd be a living legend, and he kind of lives up to the legend. In short, he's Soarin' of the Wonderbolts, and he will rock. Your. World. (Thanks for the image, Tales!)
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Welcome to The Third and Final Chapter for The Academy (Open to join) 2 Years Have passed since the Battle of the Skies at the Academy. The Wonderbolts had arose triumphant against the Shadowbolts, They had a Goal to Bring back Nightmare moon and Bring about Eternal Night with the use of a gem that Spitfire had purchased for defence of the Academy. The Academy had taken a large toll and lay in disrepair and disarry for 3 months after the event. Many of the Graduates of the Final test had been impored by Celestia to Join the royal guard and make the SERS (Stratiegic Equestrian Responce Squad) In order to watch for the Shadowbolts once more. It has been 2 long years and not one trace of evil has been seen in a long time, it seems that they had finnaly been defeated. Or so it seems. Start The sun had risen above Canterlot, The large city lay quietly on the mountainside Watching over The lands below. In the royal district of the city however many guards were bustling back and forth, Shifts changing, Guards going to bed, Guards giving reports about their patrols. Nothing was out of the ordinary for them except the presence of The SERS that had joined awhile back, most had thought that Velocity and Shimmer were foolish for brinning wonderbolts of all things to become guards. Most had even picked fights with the members of the squad, Celestia Tried to keep them under control but a underlaying mistrust still waned between the two groups. Thy sky Raptors had returned with a squad and had trained and watched over the SERS, They watched their talents grow with each day. They are now The 2nd most Elite guards in the city under the Supreme guard. Flashbomb lay on his cot sleeping after a very long day yesterday of training and hard work.
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So yeah, I was perusing my Facebook and one of my friends found this lovely article. https://medium.com/war-is-boring/1ce5ba1c074b Air Force Bronies are officially a real thing. Flying is Magic it seems. Though the patch should be closer to something related to the Wonderbolts imho.
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Delilah was excited, today she was going to train to be a wonderbolt, she was so excited that she packed her things and left early so she could get to know who else is going to be there,"[colour=#DAA520]Ohh, I just can't wait!" [/colour]Delilah flew up to the Academy and stood at the door, she sighed then entered to see pony after pony talking with eachother, she she got all shy and went to stand in a corner, she looked down, her Yellow and Orange mane brushing acorss her face, she didn't say a word...
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[colour=#00FF00]Rp Reopened[/colour] OPEN RP ANYONE CAN JOIN. You have Heard of the Wonderbolts. The Fameous team of pegesai that preform at arial shows and hold races. Their Names are legendary, Forever Etched in history as the best Arial team in equestria. They have opened an academy that only a select few can enter for their chance of fame and Renown. Spitfire has called upon the Pegesai that think they have what it takes to wear the uniform. To live in the Fastlane. Will you pass the Hard and daunting tests that have beat so many and become a wonderbolt? Or will you Fail and return home? The task is up to you. Take to the sky and Face the obsticals ahead. And join the Ranks of the legendary Wonderbolts! ( Few rules, no complete randomness that derailes the rp. Please no hogging the spotlight, let others have their moment to shine. You cant just automatically pass all the tests and be Top gun, it takes a few weeks to pass the test. For a select few can be instructors or other than Cadets. If you wish to be an instructor Ask in OOC. AND NO VILLANS, this does not have a main protagonist who Attacks the academy. As well the mane 6 cant be in here as they have already have been here. Rainbow dash might make a appearance to talk to the cadets.) Other than that Have fun and work together to reach your dreams. ((START)) Flashbomb had been Flying through the skies of ponyville. He preformed simple tricks here and there. He had recently heard that the wonderbolt academy was having open enrollment. Rainbow dash had already been there and passed with flying colours. Flashbomb had put in his application and Had been waiting all day for a response. He barrel rolled and flipped through the air waiting for the mail pony to deliver the mail. "Where is he? I cant wait any longer." he thought as he Soared through the air. He kept a close eye on the mailbox outside.
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From the album: Frosty's Art and Characters!
Spin Art has made it into the Wonderbolts Academy! After this she will search for her father, Speed Cloud. But she has to prove to Spitfire that she's Wonderbolt material, and especially to that one pegasus who thinks she outranks her....© Frost137
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The adrenalin was surging as Streak pumped his wings as hard as he could, he was neck-and-neck with Fleetfoot, as he crossed the finish-line a camera went off... did he lose again? "...And the winner by a nose... LIGHTNING STREAK!..." The crowds cheered as Streak grinned, looking around, bowing, raising his hooves as the applause, watching as roses, gemstones, and other things were thrown into the track and the shocked look on all his opponents faces as he received the trophy.... ....one day.... Leaves blew past the wonderbolt as he stood on the circuit, daydreaming... yes, one day he would win that race, and that's exactly how it was going to be... one day...
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"...and then the handsome Prince flew up the side of the tower, and rescued the princess, and they lived happily ever after" said the pegasus as he carefully closed the book There was a variety of sounds from around the room as the various foals clapped, cheered, or banged on hoof on their beds if another one was in a cast, a few who were unable to even do that smiled broadly Lightning Streak mirrored that smile, he loved watching the foals face's light up when he read them a story, it was always a rewarding experience, possibly even more rewarding than flying in the wonder bolts themselves was.
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Alarm? What alarm? Streak had always slept till the sun woke him, though he swore the princess was being vengeful after last night's after-show party and rose the sun quite a few hours early... The pegasus slowly opened his eyes and rubbed them, rolling over on his bed, but his mirror, placed accordingly, reflected the sun at him even from this direction... he sighed and muttered a few mildly inappropriate things as he slowly crawled off his cloud-bed. "you could have slept in today, princess, I wouldn't have held it against you" he muttered, a faint chuckle coming from his throat as he pushed himself up onto his hooves, looking around. As usual his room was a mixture of impeccably tidy, and impending disaster, but that just kept with his personality. he stumbled through his morning routine, getting himself presentable, and as he sat down he saw the note he left himself, there had been some contest, and he was supposed to spend a day with a young fan of his, while this was annoying so early in the morning, it still made him smile to think about the joy it would bring the foal... though he wished he had made a note of the foal's name... Finishing his breakfast, the Pegasus slipped into his wonderbolts uniform, not bothering pulling the hood up since it always messed up his mane and pulled his goggled over his eyes, streak then picked up his pre-packed saddle-bags that included a pick-nick lunch for him and his guest and headed outside... Cloudsdale was always a buzz with activity, weatherponies going back and forth moving clouds, merchants hawking their wares, and simple townsponies just going about their daily lives, more than a few called out to him and he waved, he walked over to the edge of the cloud, pulled down his flight goggles, and spread his wings, heading down and towards the meeting place, amused that it was on the ground, after all didnt most pegasai live in cloudsdale? then again he remembered a certain fan of the team who was a pegasus of some repute that lived on the ground, so perhaps it wasn't so odd... He glided towards the ground, keeping an eye out for the contest winner, no doubt he or she would be decked out in all kinds of Wonderbolts Merchandise... sometimes he felt they should scale back their offerings, it got a little awkward to see his picture everywhere, but it was nice to see the fans so happy so he kept his muzzle shut... As the meeting place came into view he glided down, without question, it was going to be an interesting day... -
About Myself: I am How I found Canterlot.com: I was very interested in the show, and I decided to invest time in a forum. How I became a fan of MLP:FiM: I just saw it once and I was hooked. My favourite main cast pony/s: Rainbow Dash Hey! My name is Soaren. I'm not sure if anypony has seen or heard of me, but I'm sure everypony has heard of the Wonderbolts! Yep, Spitfire and I are doing well and we actually just finished a show a few hours ago. I just wanted to check in on this forum and see how everypony is doing. I would be thankful for any replies!
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The city in the sky was always busy, people were always going and coming... and while it was not unexpected to see some silly pegasus foal flying around doing stunts, it was rarely welcome... When a fully-gown stallion was zipping around, nearly colliding with other ponies right and left, and laughing about it... of course at the same time, Streak had been doing this since he was old enough to fly, so it also had become a fairly normal occurrence. The residents had hoped that his new career would keep him away from the city... they were wrong... Streak zipped forward and made a mid-flight 'hop' over a cart, startling the driver who though the foolish flying pony was about to crash into it, but then he saw who it was and he just rolled his eyes. they had all give up getting angry about streak long ago... The pegasus did a reverse-corkscrew going upwards along a tower and zipping off, flying over the rainbow pools, leaving tiny ripples going all through the colors, making lovely swirls in places before the settled back down. The pegasus finally came to rest atop the dome of the weather-center, surveying the land of clouds. He loved to travel, but it was always great to be home.
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The crowds were cheering as the team landed for the final time, Roses were being tossed into the stadium as the 'bolts took their bows and headed inside, Streak stayed longer than the rest, waving at his fans, blowing kisses to the mares and fillies, and over all just grabbing up all the attention they were hosing him with, he loved every moment of it! When he finally made his way into the backstage area he had more than a few flower petals stuck to his sweat-drenched suit. He gently pushed his goggles up since they were tinted against the sun, improving his vision somewhat, but he still could see almost nothing until his eyes adjusted. Fortunately he knew this first patch was going to be just the large hallway under the stands, it was after he entered the building proper that he would have to watch himself closer. The further he went from the arena, the dimmer the light got as bright sunlight was replaced by flickering candle light. He smiled as he headed for his dressing room. He loved his job, he loved his fans... he did not love walking around the cool back-stage area in a soaking-wet jumpsuit though...
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Basically, I dunno if anyone will ever drawn this, but I gotta finally get it out of my head, so yeah. :U The basic idea here is "Rainbow Dash watches Wonderbolts do awesome maneuver in air, wings grow larger in size whilst watching, then blushing after seeing what happened." I dunno why I even thought of this, but I feel it might as well be gotten over with right now. Whoever decides to draw it and stuff, thanks a lot for doing so. Now then, Imma leave this topic be.....since I guess I doubt anyone will ever draw it. Still, ya never know. :U
