[Manehattan] Little Pony, Big City (Open)

[WillfulWanderer]

"...so this is Manehattan..."

The short pony, mostly obscured by her massively shaggy and deepest green mane and tail, was turning her head this way and that to look about with her gray eye as she disembarked from the train. Her indigo coat was actually next to invisible, mostly covered between the shaggy green and the dark canvas of her saddlebags.

Her expression was not the gape-jawed wonder of a rural pony in an urban setting, though; she'd grown up in Canterlot after all. Amethyst was no stranger to immense or fancy architecture at all. Her father's career as an architect practically guaranteed that the scale of Manehattan's buildings nor their shapes would be all that foreign to her. No, what struck her first was not how grand or impressive the city's structure was, but the fact that she was finally in a place that she didn't actually know anything about.

Amethyst Pine was not stunned- she was curious. Intensely curious. Manehattan was a different sort of environment from Canterlot for all that it was still a very large city with more than a few important personages about. For one thing, the fanciful freedom of Canterlot's buildings with their varied shapes, frequent gardens, and curved or triangular layouts was completely missing, replaced with a chaotic sort of orderliness, each lot a square or rectangle but the buildings often of such disparate sizes as to completely disorganize the strict lines of the streets.

The sheer number of clearly-lit signs was something new as well, and it was a difference she could spot without even hitting the streets yet, only seeing the skyline of this busy city from the windows of the train station.

Being a small pony, of course, had its difficulties- one of them that getting caught up in a crowd was all the more dangerous.

Because of this, the filly (nearly a mare, if not for her lack of a mark upon her flank) waited for the rush from the current train to die down a bit before making her way to the door of the train station. There was, of course, one thing to do before any other- find a place to stay for the night, if not for a couple of weeks. There would be more than a little exploring for Amethyst to do, seeking opportunities to try new things and perhaps earn a few bits along the way.

[Firebolt]

OOC: And suddenly, it got real.

Thunderhead and Thunderpeak watched as the passengers disembarked from the train, unseen by most as they stood grinning ear to ear on top of one of the passenger cars. They were waiting for the right pony to make itself known, so that they could get a good laugh. There possible targets would preferably be either older, overweight, skittish, overly proper, or all three. They were zeroing in on a few select victims in hushed whispers when Thunderhead noticed Amethyst in the crowd. The two looked at one another, nodded, and smiled even wider. Patiently, they waited, keeping their eyes glued on her as she stood until the crowd dissipated. When she started toward the door, they took off, winging their way silently over to directly behind her. Then, they landed on either side of her, leaned in, trapping her between them, and unleashed the powerful static charge they had been building up the whole time, screaming in unison " HEY AMETHYST! SURPRISE!" as loud as they could, all within the space of a second or two.