[Baltimare] Breaking the Schoolhouse Rocks [Open]

[Halide]

School. School never changes.

Unless, of course, it happens to fall into disrepair. Then it changes rather distressingly - from 'safe' to 'not really a good idea'. As sad as it was, such a change had come to pass. Nobody might have suspected that a mossy pet rock left in a young colt's was magical, but the fact remained that when the school year was set to resume, one of the old brick schoolhouses along the east fringe of Baltimare had fallen victim to a serious loss of structural integrity. This, of course, was sort of a problem. A creaky brick building was only going to cause trouble if left unattended - so it had been condemned. But that then left a lack of school, and not a lot to put a new one back where it had been. Someone decided that the demolition of the school might be made into a fundraiser. Someone else decided that was a rather bullheaded sort of thing to suggest. A third pony thought that maybe a bullhead might just be the right sort of fellow for the job.

But that was all months ago.

On a pleasant enough january afternoon, Iron Will was going to knock down a school house for money. That was all there is to it. Somepony needed a schoolhouse torn down in a spectactular enough way to raise money for a new one? Iron Will couldn't have imagined anyone better than him to get the job started. But why stop there? If the walls must fall down, let's gather the town! The high-profile confidence teacher had sent out a large number of letters, inviting big-name ponies from all over to come pitch in.

"EQUESTRIA!" Bellowed the Minotaur, standing atop the roof of the squat brick building, gathering a crowd before him. "This building... Is CORRUPT! Moss covers its walls, rot ruined its halls! We have to make sure that all of it FALLS! Iron Will wants your colts and fillies to learn in a safe building! THIS IS NOT ONE OF THEM! And if it's not safe, then it's gotta BREAK!"

With that, he stomped one of his mighty hooves, shaking the building a bit, the rumble and clatter of bricks upon bricks coming undone causing some stir below. "But when you break something, you leave a hole! And when you make a hole, to refill it's your goal! We can't just leave foals out of school! We have to make a new one! SO! Iron Will PROMISES that for every brick you break, he will donate ONE BITl! AND THAT IS NOT ALL! For every brick that Iron Will breaks, IRON WILL WANTS YOU to donate to making your children a new school!"

Not entirely trusting the school's crumbling interior, Iron Will somewhat shakily made his way off the roof, jumping to a rather heavy landing at the doorway in front of it. With a snap of his fingers, his assistants brought him a rather impressive chest, which he promptly opened. It was not a hammer, nor dynamite or anything so terrible - it was a massive horn, which he drew carefully. He drew a massive breath to match, the air going quiet for just a moment as he pointed the mouth of the mighty instrument at the school. With a tremendous, earth-rumbling BLAAAAAATTTTT, Iron Will shook and rattled the building, until eventually it collapsed on its mossy, tired brickwork.

There was a silence as the reverberating echo of his triumphant bellow rang through the air. Now faced with a massive pile of bricks, He simply turned to the crowd, then spread his arms wide, waiting for a response from those gathered.

[Gerrard]

There had been lots of gossip about the town of Baltimare from the self important tourists in town as they mentioned the destruction of a local school. A certain griffon lifeguard had overheard the rumors of a famous 'pony' coming to town and she felt the need to protect her town from the devastation that this 'Iron' person was going to cause, or at least watch the spectacle from a safe distance. The dark feathered griffoness soon found herself in a crowd of ponies at the edge of town and the normally cautious town citizens were more interested in the boisterous minotuar who was about to give a speech to his audience. When he declared that the school building was corrupt, she gasped loudly, her suspicions confirmed. "Only evil buildings refused to serve fish to it's students. That is like brain building food," she thought to herself, unable or unwilling to accept that ponies didn't eat the best tasting food on the planet.

As she listened on to his inspirational speech, her blood beginning to boil with misguided pride and exuberance. Everything he said seemed to make sense, and while she didn't understand how all this money was going to change hands, the griffoness was going to make things right for all future school children. When he pulled out the horn, the young hybrid couldn't help but gawk at the object. And when he blew into it, the structure actually imploded, showing off something as incredibly powerful or weak, the lifeguard not sure who to be impressed with. When he turned to face the crowd and spread his arms wide for a response, her excitement bubbled over and she could no longer contain herself. "Yeah, I'll help you clean up the rubble," she cheered loudly, bursting out of the herd of ponies, wings spread wide and talons extended as she shot directly at the minotaur and wrapped her arms around him, mistaking his gesture for a request for a hug as she draped herself around his waist in a manner that might have looked like an attack to the ponies from the crowd she burst out of.

"Fish for everypony!" she cheered in a seemingly nonsensical manner to nobody in particular as her long striped tail wagged excitedly. She wasn't really sure how to get to that goal, but this minotaur guy seemed to know what was going on and she felt that everyone who liked to hug had to be a good person, right?