Settler's Ponyville {Open}

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Ponyville, Celestial Era.

The bright rays shone down from the sun, their glow both pleasing and frustrating. Six in the morning, and the milkmaid still hadn't arrived. Glass Huffed, her patrons were particularily fussy about their morning tea, and the greatest injustice was that so was she. Packing and unpacking the shop took about two hours of her sleep. Each. So bleary-eyed, she awaited a sign from the hill that somepony was coming. Truth be told, it wasn't the first time this had happened. Ponyville's agriculture really relied on Miss smith and her family's apple farm, most other farms were slugging to start with such a powerful competition. So everyday in order to get milk to the growing village in time, a Pegasus or earth pony would have to travel around five miles from the nearest farm (They tried unicorns - only once, The poor guy looked ready to die). She leaned on her hoof, observing the village in her boredom. Houses were still being constructed, so among the skeleton-like buildings were tents of every color. Ponies were already up, fixing buildings, bringing in logged trees from the edges of the everfree and levitating pieces of their future homes. It was busy, but content. Finally she noted the milkmaid had arrived, a large bulky earth pony named Rosie Ranch. The mare unloaded the crate from the cart filled with milk, Smiling with a tired expression.

"Howdy Rose, Thanks for gettin' the milk on time. The place is really coming together, huh?"

"Yeah, *Puff* Little Snowflake and I were going to move in when they finish the inn.."

"Oh, right! How's the little tike goin? He was a little thing when you were first starting this route."

"He's all grown into a baby foal, though I'd thing little is a bit false.."

"Got the family bulk ey?"

"Aye, even as a Pegasus he's doing his playmates a fun activity by balancing them on his hooves."

Glass chortled, imagining the scene. However, a quick check at the sun told her clients would be arriving soon.

"Ah ponyfeathers, I'd best be getting back to work. Have a good one Rose."

"You too Glass!" The mare trotted back down the road, no doubt going to deliver more cargo. Glass hummed as she trotted out from the counter, and flipped over her welcome sign.

A new day had begun.

You may use characters that are set in the past or in the current times, but please adapt their backstory so it will seem fitting. You don't have to make a new character, just insure your character can fit in with the setting.

 

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Just a note that the posting order is

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Seejay

Veocicorn

Lyipheoryia

 

It's pretty informal so if you have something that would be essential to add when it's not your turn, go ahead. But please try to keep to a posting order.

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Going to attempt to round up the gang to get this roleplay moving again *~*

[SeaJay]

It was hot. So, very...very hot.

 

The Areion stallion thought as his hooves clicked over the parched ground. Was it always this hot here? Perhaps he was being overdramatic.  He was thankful that it was the early morning. The intensity of the suns rays were probably taking a great toll on him for multiple reasons. First it could be that he wasn't exactly native to these parts. Then again judging by the multiple non finished settlements, it could be assumed that this establishment of a new town hadn't been around for too long. Another reason to his temperature problem, was the manner in which he was dressed. A modest dark red handkerchief pulled up to cover his pointed grin and a modest black western hat. Granted his attire was not overly outlandish though the handkerchief seemed to trap heat. His golden gaze traveled from left to right, taking in the different ponies as they scurried about their day. Never did he approach them, no he kept a respectful distance and didn't stay in one place for to long.  He was just passing through as it was. Hopefully a tavern of sorts would be opened for a rest. And just as if his silent plea was heard, Gibbous spotted a place of similar sorts. The hickory brown coated stallion trotted into the establishment letting his gaze travel to the mare behind the counter. "Good morning, Miss." He greeted trotting closer to the counter and taking a seat.  She was a pretty one this mare was. "How are we this morning?" He asked pulling the handkerchief from his face to give her a pointy grin.