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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2015 Jan 11, 16:05:38
"Sure - one moment, please."
Being able to free his limbs now, the stony-coated forelegs move, hoof-flat to the ground. Like a catapult, his front half that was lower than his rear shoots up, and a crack comes from his back as the spine readjusts itself into proper posture. A small sense of relief surfaces on the face and he looks back to the broker with his smile again.
"First off, your payment before it takes a wonder again."
Two shiny coins are picked out of the bag from his pouch and rolled individually towards the mare from his mouth. He then slips the pouch into his saddlebag and resumes his speech.
"Actually, why don't I "kill two birds with one stone." Let's go to the local cafe and we can discuss the job and give payment to the lil' miss here? I think I can trust her."
Being able to free his limbs now, the stony-coated forelegs move, hoof-flat to the ground. Like a catapult, his front half that was lower than his rear shoots up, and a crack comes from his back as the spine readjusts itself into proper posture. A small sense of relief surfaces on the face and he looks back to the broker with his smile again.
"First off, your payment before it takes a wonder again."
Two shiny coins are picked out of the bag from his pouch and rolled individually towards the mare from his mouth. He then slips the pouch into his saddlebag and resumes his speech.
"Actually, why don't I "kill two birds with one stone." Let's go to the local cafe and we can discuss the job and give payment to the lil' miss here? I think I can trust her."
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2015 Jan 11, 15:31:50
A snicker escapes from the grounded pony's mouth. He wasn't trying to mock or insult, but the words said to him took him by surprise and it was just a little humorous to him.
"I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be a jerk, but frightening? I'm not a big stallion, since I barely match up to you two. How can I be scary?"
Totally unaware of his ego forcing its presence upon the others in his excitement, he tries to put himself in their hooves nevertheless.
"If I did seem like a monster, then I apologize. It's never my intention to upset anypony. Guess that's why I'm planted here. When I'm done with my deal with my associate, would you let me buy you a snack as penance for my misdeeds?"
"I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be a jerk, but frightening? I'm not a big stallion, since I barely match up to you two. How can I be scary?"
Totally unaware of his ego forcing its presence upon the others in his excitement, he tries to put himself in their hooves nevertheless.
"If I did seem like a monster, then I apologize. It's never my intention to upset anypony. Guess that's why I'm planted here. When I'm done with my deal with my associate, would you let me buy you a snack as penance for my misdeeds?"
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2015 Jan 11, 14:49:11
((Sorry for late reply. Couldn't find the time to post anything until now.))
Brought down by a thumping pressure on half his body, Act was suddenly also half a face buried in the dirt as he crashed down. Coming to a stop at the white unicorn's hooves, the "incredible spirit" remained still for a moment as his ears picked up what was being said around him. That, and he wasn't so comfortable having the posture of his flank level above his head height. After the words were spoken by the 2 mares, the "pop" of something being pulled out, like a vegetable from the soil, made sound as the head of the stallion sprung out of the ground.
"Daw - but I was only going to ask her to return what's mine. Nothing more-" The blue in his gentle eyes came back in it's gleeful glimmer as he spoke to the white mare. He continued with his explanation, "I mean, I just got a little excited seeing my pouch safe-and-sound."
After telling the broker his intent, Act's head swivels to Lolipop and smiles to her before he speaks.
"And we're associates, but by no means are we fighting. If there's something to be solved, then could you please drop my pouch next to my face... I'm kind of stuck down here at the moment, and I need to pay the fee that I owe."
Brought down by a thumping pressure on half his body, Act was suddenly also half a face buried in the dirt as he crashed down. Coming to a stop at the white unicorn's hooves, the "incredible spirit" remained still for a moment as his ears picked up what was being said around him. That, and he wasn't so comfortable having the posture of his flank level above his head height. After the words were spoken by the 2 mares, the "pop" of something being pulled out, like a vegetable from the soil, made sound as the head of the stallion sprung out of the ground.
"Daw - but I was only going to ask her to return what's mine. Nothing more-" The blue in his gentle eyes came back in it's gleeful glimmer as he spoke to the white mare. He continued with his explanation, "I mean, I just got a little excited seeing my pouch safe-and-sound."
After telling the broker his intent, Act's head swivels to Lolipop and smiles to her before he speaks.
"And we're associates, but by no means are we fighting. If there's something to be solved, then could you please drop my pouch next to my face... I'm kind of stuck down here at the moment, and I need to pay the fee that I owe."
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2015 Jan 04, 13:52:45
Didn't even bat an eyelash...
The stunned male was on his flank again, with a mouth gaped open and hoof outstretched, yet slacked in rejection. It seemed like his request went past the other pony as if he had never said anything. As she walked off further from him, Act could only sit in bewilderment.
"Must of been a zen-trance thing..."
After short spell of confusion passed, the blue eyes turned and focused on what they was doing before - looking around the immediate area for his belongings. After not being successful for about a couple of minutes, the twin orbs start to droop down in defeat. They could see now that not only is his quest not going to be fulfilled, but his stomach will crave and not have, and then themselves will not taste sweet slumber on a soft, warm pillow.
A last ditch effort - The eyes manage to catch something in their arc. A young mare that the stallion had spoken to is caught in his sights. Gently and gleefully trotting over towards them, and they record the image to pass to the brain. But one image sparks an immediate reaction as the eyes transmit one thing to the mind to digest.
The pouch!
MINEMINEMINEMINEMINEMINEMINE
The legs thundered across the soil at lightning speed, as if projecting the many legs of a centipede when there is only 4; Back and neck flattened for a more aerodynamic frame, like a rocket punching through the air; Mane and tail whipping with each motion, creating subatomic sonic booms with each flick:
But the most dynamic feature change was the face. Nostrils pumping steam through like an engine would - A tightly scrunched muzzle contorted with strain - but most of all, "They" were monstrous. Eyes burning with intent, breaking normal boundaries as they span almost half the face, yet they cave in the middle as if sending scorn directly towards their target. If one were to look directly into them, they would be torn between a cold chill that will freeze them in place and a powerful force that would shatter their spirit.
And this being of "pure intent" is heading straight for the cheery mare with seemingly all-too-kind demeanor.
The stunned male was on his flank again, with a mouth gaped open and hoof outstretched, yet slacked in rejection. It seemed like his request went past the other pony as if he had never said anything. As she walked off further from him, Act could only sit in bewilderment.
"Must of been a zen-trance thing..."
After short spell of confusion passed, the blue eyes turned and focused on what they was doing before - looking around the immediate area for his belongings. After not being successful for about a couple of minutes, the twin orbs start to droop down in defeat. They could see now that not only is his quest not going to be fulfilled, but his stomach will crave and not have, and then themselves will not taste sweet slumber on a soft, warm pillow.
A last ditch effort - The eyes manage to catch something in their arc. A young mare that the stallion had spoken to is caught in his sights. Gently and gleefully trotting over towards them, and they record the image to pass to the brain. But one image sparks an immediate reaction as the eyes transmit one thing to the mind to digest.
The pouch!
MINEMINEMINEMINEMINEMINEMINE
The legs thundered across the soil at lightning speed, as if projecting the many legs of a centipede when there is only 4; Back and neck flattened for a more aerodynamic frame, like a rocket punching through the air; Mane and tail whipping with each motion, creating subatomic sonic booms with each flick:
But the most dynamic feature change was the face. Nostrils pumping steam through like an engine would - A tightly scrunched muzzle contorted with strain - but most of all, "They" were monstrous. Eyes burning with intent, breaking normal boundaries as they span almost half the face, yet they cave in the middle as if sending scorn directly towards their target. If one were to look directly into them, they would be torn between a cold chill that will freeze them in place and a powerful force that would shatter their spirit.
And this being of "pure intent" is heading straight for the cheery mare with seemingly all-too-kind demeanor.
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2015 Jan 01, 14:13:29
Wizzing past the cheerful mare and missing her from his perception, Act gets back to the grassy area that everyone in the unplanned gathering had been, and started looking eagerly for the familiar pouch.
After a few seconds of searching, he notices one of the former group was on their way away, so the desperate One chased after her.
"Wait, please?!" Act then stops just short of the fore-mare. "You haven't seen a small pouch lying around here while we were around, did you? I must of lost it when I threw my bag over before I left..."
After a few seconds of searching, he notices one of the former group was on their way away, so the desperate One chased after her.
"Wait, please?!" Act then stops just short of the fore-mare. "You haven't seen a small pouch lying around here while we were around, did you? I must of lost it when I threw my bag over before I left..."
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2014 Dec 31, 07:24:34
After the words came out of Book Keeper's mouth, Act's temperament went from a bubbling boil to a slight swirl of worry. Scooping his items into the saddle pack, he replies in a different and natural form than the fancy accent.
"You're... You're right. Just gotta get my head straight and retrace my steps. I gotta go back to the fields. I definitely had my bits before then."
With that, he got up and started to gallop the way they came, thinking the companion would follow.
"You're... You're right. Just gotta get my head straight and retrace my steps. I gotta go back to the fields. I definitely had my bits before then."
With that, he got up and started to gallop the way they came, thinking the companion would follow.
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2014 Dec 29, 15:42:34
A tilt of the head and his mane falls slightly to the side to reveal more of his face. This reaction comes from the perplexed lack of reason for him to detail such unrelated things in his mind to the other pony. Nevertheless, he thought giving the information wouldn't harm his goal.
"Well, to be truthful, the cutie mark isn't specific to any one major talent... To be frank, I'm not an extraordinary proprietor of any skill. More closer to the fact I am able to do all the smaller tasks any other pony can do, but I can do it on my own. A jack-of-all-trades and somepony that can adapt on his own, to act out alone. Hence "Act One." Or so I'd like to believe anyways..."
After explaining such a vague and possible non-particular ability, the hoof scratches the back of the neck and with closed eyes grins in mixed emotion.
"I'm not really employed by anypony and I haven't got a job at this moment, which is why I saved up to do this at this time. My last job was helping to renovate the village hall for a couple of days. Oh, speaking of money-"
At this moment, the stallion rests on his flank and pulls the saddle pack from his back to his front. Opening the container, his nose reaches in closer as his hoofs dig into the contents to dig out his money. The object of mystery - pencil and pad - used train tickets - a slightly melted bar of chocolate - a letter of Thank You from Mayor Mare - pencil and pad - melted chocolate bar...
Wait a minute... This isn't right.
... Used train tickets - the mysterious object - the Thank You letter - the bottom of the bag - those annoying tickets again!
At that point, beads of perspiration turned into streams of sweat, and his focus starts to become frantic. Without hesitation, the bag is flipped over and the contents falls out after some shakes.
Spread out on the floor was - a pencil - a chocolate bar part melted - a letter from Mayor Mare - a pad - a wrapped up object - and a pair of trai-
"You're kidding me!!"
Pounding the now worthless scraps of paper for his train journey, his breathing becomes accelerated and his mind blank. Appearing after a moment comes inner questions of "Where could it be?" and "How much was in there?" as well as, "What am I going to do now?" A flood of confused queries, but none having an answer reach them.
"Well, to be truthful, the cutie mark isn't specific to any one major talent... To be frank, I'm not an extraordinary proprietor of any skill. More closer to the fact I am able to do all the smaller tasks any other pony can do, but I can do it on my own. A jack-of-all-trades and somepony that can adapt on his own, to act out alone. Hence "Act One." Or so I'd like to believe anyways..."
After explaining such a vague and possible non-particular ability, the hoof scratches the back of the neck and with closed eyes grins in mixed emotion.
"I'm not really employed by anypony and I haven't got a job at this moment, which is why I saved up to do this at this time. My last job was helping to renovate the village hall for a couple of days. Oh, speaking of money-"
At this moment, the stallion rests on his flank and pulls the saddle pack from his back to his front. Opening the container, his nose reaches in closer as his hoofs dig into the contents to dig out his money. The object of mystery - pencil and pad - used train tickets - a slightly melted bar of chocolate - a letter of Thank You from Mayor Mare - pencil and pad - melted chocolate bar...
Wait a minute... This isn't right.
... Used train tickets - the mysterious object - the Thank You letter - the bottom of the bag - those annoying tickets again!
At that point, beads of perspiration turned into streams of sweat, and his focus starts to become frantic. Without hesitation, the bag is flipped over and the contents falls out after some shakes.
Spread out on the floor was - a pencil - a chocolate bar part melted - a letter from Mayor Mare - a pad - a wrapped up object - and a pair of trai-
"You're kidding me!!"
Pounding the now worthless scraps of paper for his train journey, his breathing becomes accelerated and his mind blank. Appearing after a moment comes inner questions of "Where could it be?" and "How much was in there?" as well as, "What am I going to do now?" A flood of confused queries, but none having an answer reach them.
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2014 Dec 26, 09:43:14
Judging by the complimentary sigh and body language as the white mare rose to her feet, the short stony stallion recognized that she beckons him to follow in her reluctance. Through the glimpse of guilt, he still pushes a glimmer of triumph in his poise. Act hurriedly knocked the item back further into the bag and flung it onto his spine. Rushing up to get side-by-side with the information broker, he whispers to her from a respectable distance.
"Thank you, Madam. I sense that this may have been troublesome on my part, but I will make sure you are well endorsed for the efforts. A good deed (even if it's part of the occupation) should not go unnoticed, as I see it."
As they start to wander away from the others, they leave without the knowledge of a certain cloth pouch flung into the air and landing with a jingle. It is left near the grass of the other ponies' gathering.
((OOC: The contents is purely economic, with numerous "bits" gathered inside.))
"Thank you, Madam. I sense that this may have been troublesome on my part, but I will make sure you are well endorsed for the efforts. A good deed (even if it's part of the occupation) should not go unnoticed, as I see it."
As they start to wander away from the others, they leave without the knowledge of a certain cloth pouch flung into the air and landing with a jingle. It is left near the grass of the other ponies' gathering.
((OOC: The contents is purely economic, with numerous "bits" gathered inside.))
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2014 Dec 22, 17:51:23
On vacation? After coming all the way out here?
After the slim thoughts of defeat swam in his head, Act pushed them aside and built up some determination. He may only have so much time before somepony or something may affect his mission. So he'll be a little selfish this time.
"Actually..." The stallion pulls the bag from his bag off to slip onto the floor. His explanation continues whilst rummaging through it. "I need to get the information a.s.a.p. based on location, routes, any rumours link to either of those points, and about something I have here. But I wont show you until you have agreed to help."
The hoof pushing items in the cloth container stops short of bringing out something inside.
After the slim thoughts of defeat swam in his head, Act pushed them aside and built up some determination. He may only have so much time before somepony or something may affect his mission. So he'll be a little selfish this time.
"Actually..." The stallion pulls the bag from his bag off to slip onto the floor. His explanation continues whilst rummaging through it. "I need to get the information a.s.a.p. based on location, routes, any rumours link to either of those points, and about something I have here. But I wont show you until you have agreed to help."
The hoof pushing items in the cloth container stops short of bringing out something inside.
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2014 Dec 20, 03:52:47
"Oh my, ponies keep popping out everywhere."
The stallion in question turns to the late comer and addresses them.
"Please, do not worry - I'm trying to do business with the other mare beside us."
He then notices the scrunched face of the earth pony trying to find "inner peace" and lowers his volume. Putting his hoof towards his mouth and leaning closer to the remaining ponies, Act whispers.
"But maybe we all better tone it down a notch, for I feel we are intruding upon another's duty."
The stallion in question turns to the late comer and addresses them.
"Please, do not worry - I'm trying to do business with the other mare beside us."
He then notices the scrunched face of the earth pony trying to find "inner peace" and lowers his volume. Putting his hoof towards his mouth and leaning closer to the remaining ponies, Act whispers.
"But maybe we all better tone it down a notch, for I feel we are intruding upon another's duty."
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2014 Dec 18, 17:00:20
Slightly blushed by the unexpected compliment, Act One steels himself and keeps his "well-bred" demeanor. Giving an acute bow, he answers towards aqua-blue maned inquisitor.
"Please pardon my rudeness, my neglect towards mares in present company is unbecoming of which I shall correct. I am Act One - And "awesome" am I? I'm not the type of "PEPSK" that goes around boasting about unconfirmed skills. However, who am I to deny other ponies' opinion of me? I say that is the correct material to build for somepony's claims."
The "aristocrat" then holds out his hoof to pass on his question of mutual respect.
"May I ask of your name, little miss?"
"Please pardon my rudeness, my neglect towards mares in present company is unbecoming of which I shall correct. I am Act One - And "awesome" am I? I'm not the type of "PEPSK" that goes around boasting about unconfirmed skills. However, who am I to deny other ponies' opinion of me? I say that is the correct material to build for somepony's claims."
The "aristocrat" then holds out his hoof to pass on his question of mutual respect.
"May I ask of your name, little miss?"
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2014 Dec 18, 11:58:13
After the brief conversation seeming slighty sour and then brighter, Act One felt like as the mares are comfortable that now was a good time to make his push. Gently trotting to the blazing-haired mare, he clears his throat to speak.
"Howdy. Excuse my rudeness, but by any luck a type of pony who may aquire knowledge and sell for an asute price? If so, I'd like to arrange a trade if you have what's needed. Heard a mare of your description was SUBLIME in such work..."
He hopes the cheery tone and a little flattery could pay it's dues in getting a fairer trade.
"Howdy. Excuse my rudeness, but by any luck a type of pony who may aquire knowledge and sell for an asute price? If so, I'd like to arrange a trade if you have what's needed. Heard a mare of your description was SUBLIME in such work..."
He hopes the cheery tone and a little flattery could pay it's dues in getting a fairer trade.
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2014 Dec 17, 01:35:32
As the questioning winged pony scans the group with both eyes, Act felt like an extra log that's been thrown into some fire. He pleas his innocence by holding one hoof up and takes a small step back. Trying to portray the notion of "I'm not one of them" and giving her breathing room, he wonders if it's starting to look like some cruel intervention.
He hangs back to observe the situation in case it starts looking ugly.
He hangs back to observe the situation in case it starts looking ugly.
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Pony Off-Topic Archive / Re: How does everypony view roleplaying?
2014 Dec 16, 17:38:28
Mainly an actor playing a role. I would say that there is narration in what you do, but unless you become the part and think yourself how you would act (or how that role would act), then it could be just a group of random stories about "This pony" or "That adventure."
It's improvised storytelling, but you only control your side of events in that story (unless permission granted by other participants to involve them). That's why I see it more of you becoming the role and reACTing to other posts rather than you taking control of the entire story.
It's still quite a tussle between these two ideals in RP - blurry lines between them.
It's improvised storytelling, but you only control your side of events in that story (unless permission granted by other participants to involve them). That's why I see it more of you becoming the role and reACTing to other posts rather than you taking control of the entire story.
It's still quite a tussle between these two ideals in RP - blurry lines between them.
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Simplest Things In Life (Jump-in)
2014 Dec 16, 17:26:56
"Hmm... Well, I've tried village hall, a boutique, the plaza, a library and several main streets: It really isn't easy to find one mare within the busiest times of the day."
With a small saddlebag hanging from his back, the stone-coloured stallion walks the dirt road leading towards the outer edge of Ponyville. His head had been swaying from time-to-time as he scanned the open area of plantations and fields. After being around the village for a couple of days, Act One had gotten the gist of where the main hotspots of Ponyville, and obtained some vague information about something he was interested in. It was the reason why he had come to the area for this particular visit.
However, his immediate problem is trying to find somepony of a certain description who can help further by providing the information he seeks.
"Well, since I can't imagine such a pony would have a big store with a sign screaming "I've got all the knowledge you need!" in town, she must have her own place that doesn't advertise where she work - especially if it's her own home that they work at..."
Right then, he notices a couple of small groups of ponies merging together in one place. Just catching his eyes, he notices one pony that has attracted his attention.
"Bright mane, white coat, book cutie mark - Bingo! I better catch up to her."
Act starts to sprint towards the groups, as he hears the target shout out to the pegasus. Instead of making a new ruckus, the two-tone maned stallion thought it would be polite to approach the other ponies quietly and not interrupt them.
I'm not in any particular rush to get this done - I'll let her sort this out first and cut in before she gallops off.
After thinking so, Act One slips besides the rest of the incoming group's members and watches on.
With a small saddlebag hanging from his back, the stone-coloured stallion walks the dirt road leading towards the outer edge of Ponyville. His head had been swaying from time-to-time as he scanned the open area of plantations and fields. After being around the village for a couple of days, Act One had gotten the gist of where the main hotspots of Ponyville, and obtained some vague information about something he was interested in. It was the reason why he had come to the area for this particular visit.
However, his immediate problem is trying to find somepony of a certain description who can help further by providing the information he seeks.
"Well, since I can't imagine such a pony would have a big store with a sign screaming "I've got all the knowledge you need!" in town, she must have her own place that doesn't advertise where she work - especially if it's her own home that they work at..."
Right then, he notices a couple of small groups of ponies merging together in one place. Just catching his eyes, he notices one pony that has attracted his attention.
"Bright mane, white coat, book cutie mark - Bingo! I better catch up to her."
Act starts to sprint towards the groups, as he hears the target shout out to the pegasus. Instead of making a new ruckus, the two-tone maned stallion thought it would be polite to approach the other ponies quietly and not interrupt them.
I'm not in any particular rush to get this done - I'll let her sort this out first and cut in before she gallops off.
After thinking so, Act One slips besides the rest of the incoming group's members and watches on.
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Backyard Hot Tub (Jump-In)
2014 Aug 08, 18:17:45
"Hay, I dont have one either. I was asking you if you had a password to share."
Act then opens the door and stares at the bag being waved around.
"But that there is a gooud enough reason to let you in. I'm not the owner, but why not come in and meet the gang? I'm sure they wont mind."
With that, the pretend bouncer returns to the poolside to grab a cool beverage to go with his donut.
Act then opens the door and stares at the bag being waved around.
"But that there is a gooud enough reason to let you in. I'm not the owner, but why not come in and meet the gang? I'm sure they wont mind."
With that, the pretend bouncer returns to the poolside to grab a cool beverage to go with his donut.
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Backyard Hot Tub (Jump-In)
2014 Aug 08, 17:07:50
Act now hearing the high-pitched rukus from the building, he sighs irritated. Picking himself out of the comfortable state, the stallion leaves the pool to enter the building.
"Seriously. No pony was gonna get the door?"
At the other side, Act peers through the eye-hole and sees the conductor of musical agony pushing the doorbell. Slipping open the letter slit in the door, the stone-coloured pony speaks through it.
"What's the password?"
"Seriously. No pony was gonna get the door?"
At the other side, Act peers through the eye-hole and sees the conductor of musical agony pushing the doorbell. Slipping open the letter slit in the door, the stone-coloured pony speaks through it.
"What's the password?"
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Canterlot Archives / Re: Backyard Hot Tub (Jump-In)
2014 Aug 08, 15:23:14
Suddenly, loud speakers of ultimate, carbon-cased iron crash into the yard near the hot tub, blasting out "The Best of You" by Foal Flighters. Above the guests is a fast approaching free-falling stallion, dropping like a shale pebble towards the ground. His brown and purple-highlighted mane turns to a flurry as the pony plummets.
As the song hits the words, "It's someone getting the best- the best- the best- the best of you!" - The stone of flesh pulls the shoot with his teeth and on his back, the backpack worn opens out with haste. As the parachute opens and catches the updraft, the pebble turns into a feather, which decides not to plummet and instead floats down.
As the words on the underlining inside the parachute come clearer, they spell out, "The Act-ual One!"
The sky-pony lands next to the tub just as the song finishes. while looking at the others and the last note is struck, a couple of small explosions blast out behind the stunt-stallion.
Without waiting for the others responses, he takes off the helmet, goggles and backpack, and dips himself halfway into the heated waters.
As he starts to relax, Act One finally speaks:
"I am sooooo afraid of heights - how did I just do that?"
As the song hits the words, "It's someone getting the best- the best- the best- the best of you!" - The stone of flesh pulls the shoot with his teeth and on his back, the backpack worn opens out with haste. As the parachute opens and catches the updraft, the pebble turns into a feather, which decides not to plummet and instead floats down.
As the words on the underlining inside the parachute come clearer, they spell out, "The Act-ual One!"
The sky-pony lands next to the tub just as the song finishes. while looking at the others and the last note is struck, a couple of small explosions blast out behind the stunt-stallion.
Without waiting for the others responses, he takes off the helmet, goggles and backpack, and dips himself halfway into the heated waters.
As he starts to relax, Act One finally speaks:
"I am sooooo afraid of heights - how did I just do that?"
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Off-Topic Archive / Re: Pinkie Hugs
2014 Jun 30, 07:46:54Quote from: TeslaPod on 2014 Jun 30, 01:56:09
I think I need that cause I've been sitting on this chair all day
Pinkie-Chiropractor... got it!
I would introduce Pinkie to Gru's Minions and let her have them to help her make the best parties be set up in a faster, fancier way. And maybe join the party with us.
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Off-Topic / Re: Today's Smile
2014 Jun 28, 13:19:04
Just got back from a Preston City Wrestling event, and I really enjoyed it. Was outside, so lots of fresh air, and the event was 99.9% free from rain. Success!
Highlights of show: Got to see great talent in person, like Carlito, Chris Masters, Dave Rayne, Mastiff and more.
Personal Highlight: Although I didn't get a "BNB" chant started up, I did get the crowd to do a "5-a-day" chant starting. This was while Carlito was chewing on an apple in the ring, so told the ref to leave him alone before the chant started up.
Highlights of show: Got to see great talent in person, like Carlito, Chris Masters, Dave Rayne, Mastiff and more.
Personal Highlight: Although I didn't get a "BNB" chant started up, I did get the crowd to do a "5-a-day" chant starting. This was while Carlito was chewing on an apple in the ring, so told the ref to leave him alone before the chant started up.