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Absolutely marvelous! ANOTHER pony that isn't OP and is actually a decent creature that could exist in a normal pony environment!!! That makes 2 in as many days.  Love your bio Cava, no I'm not being sarcastic I'm generally amazed by the number of 'normal' ponies that have joined us recently. Let's just say . . . well I'll let you browse the OC board lol.

Beautiful! I was saying to Valy Wave Just the other day that I was thinking of making an RP for normal ponies. And if you would be interested in such a thing. I think I might have incentive to make one. Two regular ponies! We can count myself as a third and I may be able to dig up another somewhere, I'm sure I could.

But forgive me, I pop on your OC page and say very little about your character XD. Love the personality, hilarious, adorable, and comic all wrapped into a believable package. Not to mention a realistic or semi-realistic (depending on her voice XD) and romantic life-goal that should keep her at least partially motivated to continue through a few hardships XD. Precise and direct; I certainly come away feeling like I know what I need to for this character. Something I honestly cannot comprehend for my characters as I always have to have five layers of plot pried off them  lol. I could learn something about your direct approach here, a lesson I always seem to shirk, sadly.

I'd like to hear a little more about her past (but then I ALWAYS would like to hear a little more about her past situations) and how they have affected her in more detail, but that certainly comes up in RP scenarios.

All in all, I'm happy to see you here and really do hope you'll enjoy your time on these forums.
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"I would be thankful if I could. I think." The filly said, looking dizzy from this sudden exertion of a muscle she'd never once attempted to develop. "Or maybe I wouldn't. I can't say, but I'm willing to try, I think. Just not, like this." She couldn't convey herself. She'd never been particularly articulate or literate before, anyways. There'd never been a reason for her to be. So she stood there swaying. Until she finally let out: "Can we, uh go somewhere more public maybe a tea-shop or coffee store. I'm honestly scared."

And she didn't fear admitting it, because her body had already been giving every ounce of it away. She shook like a leaf; her ears twitched wildly underneath her beret, the thing barely kept to her head. That great filly, even terrifying to some people looked nothing more than a distraught and frightened foal. With the brand of some gang across her face, and then inked in. She went to touch that section of soft flesh, and she remembered when it happened. The only time she'd let down her guard, but if she hadn't she might be dead. The world didn't give freely, this was the rule she'd always taken and it couldn't just go away now. It couldn't, right?
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"No . . I. No, I. I can't right now, I don't understand and I can't understand right now. Do you understand, no you-you can't I see this, um." She spoke in her natural tongue but she flitted her eyes around in bewilderment. "It is like your herbs, imagine one day some pony told you zap-apples were suddenly poisonous, suddenly deadly and he didn't bother to give you an explanation, or gave you an explanation that made no sense to you. Suppose you knew it was better deep down, but you'd used them for so long you couldn't believe them poisonous, it wouldn't make sense to you. Imagine what you would do then, might you not turn to Zap-apples at least once because it is what you knew? Maybe you wouldn't, but I . . . I can't turn my world around so quickly. Please, I-I don't understand."

She rubbed her hooves against each other. "Will you not use your herbs right now? Can we wait till later, I may be in pain but I can't it doesn't make sense to me. Let me soak in the calm and eat food and not have to run around working like an animal for once. Please? And maybe in a week, or a month. Maybe then you can bind my wounds." At least she thought this might work. It was a hard thing knowing one's own mind and this filly hadn't really considered her mind a friend before, only an obstacle to overcome.
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 It was a time of choice, but she couldn't choose. How could she leave the thing that kept her alive so long, and how could she turn away from this help. All she could do is look, and she did this with all the pain and suffering of her 18 years. She stood in that door looking at him, lip trembling and ready to cry. But she didn't move in or out of the room, she was stuck. Stuck in this in-between place and unable to move forwards. "H-Help" It was too quiet for anyone to hear, perhaps it was only a thought.

But somehow that thought penetrated the room and reached out to her new compatriot. "Help me, but don't push me too quickly. Let me sit in my own pain for awhile if I must, but don't push me too fast. I can't change, not like that. Not that fast."
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Well the scent and color of the tea, as well as the sound of it pouring into the cup did calm her muscles, her mind was racing triple speed now. Despite her earlier wish to 'give a try' to 'civilized' life she was having second thoughts now. She'd lived as long as she did BECAUSE of these instincts and she couldn't just throw them away. As the professor turned his back to her again, she stood quietly and began to walk towards the exit. Just trying to get away to leave before anything bad happened. Her tender hooves caught on a spike of her splintering hooves and she almost stumbled but managed to keep herself going.

It was better not to take these offers, things like this, that's how she had lost some of her friends. Well, not really like this but deals too good to be true made with shady characters. She'd outlived her welcome and she'd get away now, she should have just left when she saw the congregation gathering around the dragon. It would have been better to think them hunting the beast. Now she was all mixed up and things didn't really make as much sense as they once did. It was then she realized she hadn't stepped out of the door, and she had paused just a touch too long.
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Her lips were frozen in a strong frown but she managed: "Didn't get no tea where I was from, really. But liked one I had in this place once. Tasted like raspberry and was kinda bitter. She called it raspberry Ipity" The shaky filly didn't bother explaining who 'she' was. "This monk visited me long time ago though, he say that oolong is good though and he talk about his favorite teas all the time. I can't remember any though."
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The lengthy filly almost flew into a paranoid rage, but she heard his words and let herself be calm for a moment. Taking a breath. This pony had actually promised to help her and she felt she'd rather believe in him than hold to the horrible place the world had been to her before this meeting. Never being able to trust another pony, never. No-pony ever looked out for her, who knows who her mother and father were, or if they were alive. They could have been that monk and social worker that came to see her, for all she knew. The only ones who cared for her in anyway.

This was unnatural to her, but she wanted to understand how some pony could up and go beyond any mutually beneficial trade. If he was telling the truth, IF, then this was complete charity on his part. That was a little humiliating in it's own way, she thought. But she didn't really feel it. Humiliating wasn't a thing Gūzen zōo had really cared about feeling over the past . . . oh however long it had been, at least 18 years, at the very least.

But there was no-way her body would let her relax in a situation like this. Her muscles were knotting like nothing else on the back of this pony. Her body as rigid as it could possibly be, and still work. Nothing she did helped much and her calm steady breaths came in and out like shuddering death rattles. Nor would any passer by see her as calm or passive, NO pony could mistake the fearful whites of her eyes, that contracted those pupils. And yet she kept herself from pouncing and fleeing, she was too tired of this nonexistence and she needed something more. Some mystic sign must have showed her this is where she would find it. Or perhaps, perhaps she had decided to thrown her fate up to chance. Either way she remained, if perched like a bird ready to take flight at the slightest sound, she remained.
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"k" She said, nonchalantly. Signing her name with those broken hooves. "No testing or poisoning." She added at the bottom of the paper, in the minuscule amount of ponyan she knew how to write. "Here too, so it's official" She stated as if no other fact could possibly exist.

Finally she rubbed those frayed and fractured hooves. "Can I sit down now. Been standing all day."
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This was a pretty good deal, too good for someone like Gūzen zōo, who'd never had a sympathetic touch in her life. Let alone a job offered to her. She scratched her chin for a bit, considering. Food, a place to sleep and possibly some bits along with the possibility of an education. Yeah she could live with that, those were positive benefits that she'd be only too happy to take up if they weren't traps of some kind. This brought her eyes to the paper before her.

She took time to try and read the Equestrian but it didn't make any sense to her. "I don't consent to no testing or nothing." She said pointedly to the attendant. "There are rights here in Canterlot. Rights for me too. Not gonna be no mouse-rat to test things on." She pointed her hoof at the instructor too. "Or any of funny stuff. If my tea or food tastes weird I'm going angry."
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"Some fancy nonsense all this" Gūzen zōo nodded, watching the various procedures and pretending like she had the faintest idea about what was going on. "Though maybe I don't want to be a student. It's not like I'll have a place to sleep or food to eat. And maybes I need to work for my eats and sleeps full time." She stared at the professor pointedly as if her going with him was all his fault. "What about that, mister?"
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"I'm good with herbs and junk" She stopped and then repeated this in her broken equestrian. "Got ancient herb poem down. Want to hear, yes? You do." And she thought about the words in Equestrian before taking a large breath in which to recite her incorrect recitation of the herbs uses.
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She smiled up at him, not catching anything from his tone or stare. "Yeah? I'm worthy of scholarship or something? I don't really believe that but okay." She pranced along with the professor wondering if the dragon had been angered by any of her comments. He certainly looked placid and tame enough. "You know, you guys have figured out how to tame dragons. You should share it with some other places. They'd pay well, I bet."
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Gūzen zōo smiled impishly, than incorrectly recited an ancient herb poem. "Green-roat cures the ailing. Mugwort cleans the pallet. Chamomile cures the blind; Thyme speeds the healing. Fennel helps the digestion." She stopped there, sure she had proven her unbelievable powers of recollection, that, in truth, desired much improvement.
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"Classes cost money, don't play foal on me mister!" She stomped her soft hooves in the soft patches of grass. "I cannot pay for admission and I know how schools work. Unless this place be good to all ponies for nothing. You say any pony can go in for free?" She quirked her head. Thinking this couldn't be true, not from the differing levels of education around Canterlot.
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She shook her out-held hoof wildly. "No, no you don't understand me. I am no student, I couldn't afford admission into the university, I was just here talking with the dragon, then you people came up and I thought a dragon hunt was happening . . ." She stopped to take a breath, "I'm not so rich, mister."
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This brought the filly's attention to him, fully. "You remind me of those monks and civil-workers. Always look on the bright-side. Think about what others might think on this. Made me say Shintain axioms before they'd give food. What are you giving me mister." And her opaque eyes looked at him, attempting to stare him through. It only gave her a headache and watering eyes though.

"Well I hope you are giving away horse-shoes because I could use some of those." She lifted her hooves to shew her broken and cracked hooves. 
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Quote from: bauccgia0 on 2013 Dec 17, 16:00:38
Earl Grey sat next to the filly, trying to keep a level head, and explain it to her. It's less like being robbed, and more like... charity. I think the dragon is here of its own accord.


She nodded darkly, "Yes, I too did find myself needing to give up my money willingly. So humiliating. I do say to you, poor dragon. You let this be? But why? Surely these magicians haven't the power to hold you here. Measuring tapes and recording papers and crowding about. She shivered, holding herself in her hooves. "I do pity thee, dragon."
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Gūzen Zōo continued in Ponya, "Pfft, I met beggars on the streets that robbed me and told me 'it was good to learn how to survive without excess money and food'. Did I learn, yes? But it was also humiliating and maddening." The filly rolled her hooves, obviously agitated. "It's a stupid thing this." She said vehemently .
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Original Characters / Beautiful Start!
2013 Dec 17, 11:10:13
 Magic~ I'd only ask for a little more background information, and possibly her life with her parents, maybe a small psych profile? Either way though, I think this sums her up very well, somehow. It makes me want to make an RP JUST for normal ponies, I haven't had that desire in awhile. Too many OP ponies you see.

Yesss, you may have inspired a new game, my friend. I'll let you know if I come up with something for random ponies to join. I know most fans of the show like to stick to the show's canon, so I may make something like a trading post between Equestria and . . . maybe the griffons? Griffonhelm .  ..

    Lemme know if you would be interested in something of that sort :3.
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Introductions Archive / Hay-hay yourself~
2013 Dec 17, 00:45:05
 Hay-hay yourself! Come on in, and here: take some popcorn. It's going to be an interesting ride and I've no guarantee you'll ever get off soo, might as well get you comfortable right away! Since you'll be going through all these insane hills and valleys due to all these wonderful and sometimes insane ponies, we might as well get you comfortable! Stick your feet up, the hearth is always kept nice and warm and feel free to enjoy it.

I'm GalvinRoe, as a side-note  lol, a completely unimportant and obvious fact, I know, I know. Nonsensical to even bring it up, so let's move along. *I* am a conversation addict and RPer, as such I've the OBLIGATION to attempt and recruit you for the RP section of these forums. Happen to be an RPer? Well give me a shout if you are or aren't. All it changes is the topic of our discussion .

Personally I'm just here for the community! But, you'll certainly find lots of ponies around here who enjoy chatting and theorizing about the game. Look around in the 'LoE' sections and you'll find them. And with that I'll let you be lol, enjoy yourself and I hope to see you around.

~ Best wishes from your new friend, GalvinRoe