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Ink just nodded while Jack spoke, agreeing with the dapper one's words. The other was so much better with words, after all. Actually being able to speak while moving is even better! His ears were swiveling about, on alert, ready to cry out in warning to the other two. He wasn't aware of a certain Delilah in the area, his doll-like eyes only shifting between Honest Jack and Sparkle. He was mumbling about danger under his softly panting breath.
Then she said that.
Miru just made a :o look at them both, then cheekily grinned. "Heeehehehe. But. Why do you wanna go in there?" He asked, breathlessly tittering.
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His eye twitched some at the pain, then a brief sneer. Yeah, that hurt. His eyes went over to look at Jack's drink, sniffing a little to see what was in there but...Hot drink again. Weh. His ears went back once more, sitting upright in his seat for once as if offended that there was no water at the table. "...Nnnoooo I don't think you'd do that. Cause. Cause we're friends, right?" He smiles sheepishly to the other, ears still down. He is awfully clingy, but since he hasn't had a lot of friends, he's scared of losing him. Also because Jack knows...THE NAME.
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Ink pulled his bags back on, all ready. He hurried out the door after Sparkle, leaving the door open for Honest Jack. Going in pairs is always a good idea. And...Having a magic user nearby is also good. One that knows how to dispel the illusions that might pop up now and then (or were they just shadows?). "Miss! Miss don't go in there!" He called out, voice cracking as he called out.
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Ink's ears went straight up as he saw Sparkle pass, brows shooting up. "That unicorn just passed our house. Heading to the Everfree. Shouldn't we uh. Warn her?" He cleared his throat awkwardly, sipping the wine a bit more while his brows furrowed. He was never a fan of people mindlessly wandering into dangerous areas, as it more often than not lead to them meeting Ink's dad in a way nobody is happy with. When the Ink dad is unhappy, nobody is happy. Well. When he's MORE unhappy. He's always kinda frowning.
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Quote from: DiamondsDroog on 2016 Jan 27, 21:21:00
"I didn't leave you behind, you just couldn't follow fast enough!" He tries to keep his voice down, but he's already sorta following the train of thought of 'Well I've already been disappointed, why bother anymore?', so it's just barely an inside voice.
He couldn't help but very slightly cringe at Ink's choice of drink. Coffee, in HJ's eyes, was meant to be a classy, business like drink meant to keep you going for any work you must do.
Hot cocoa with whipped cream.
HJ is not pleased.


Ink's ears went back at HJ's words, but at the cocoa coming, they spring back forward, the childish adult stirring it in a bit before taking a burning gulp of it. "Me? Not fast enough? That's a liiie! You probably some classy lady, then got turned down by her! ...Ooor you didn't like what you heard and fast walked off while I was changing." He took a normal sip this time, breathing out a bit of steam. He refused to show pain, however. I will be man in this aspect, for you.
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Ink took the glass, only having a little sip. He cooed out a 'thank you' to the other, even though he wasn't that big a fan of wine. It wasn't something he could guzzle down like he could with his soda, after all. He didn't need a large amount to relax, either, seeing as he didn't get as stressed out like HJ did just by being around people. "I still can't believe we see some people with bigger egos than your's, still. A little overwhelming to me, at the least." Ink commented. "Do you think they're chosen for something, HJ?"
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Ink had no idea he upsetted two lovely cafe patrons, and resumed being much too excited to pull off any kind of classy air HJ was probably hoping to have him gain. He wiggled in his seat excitedly, offering him a beaming smile. Ink rested his chin on the counter, hooves up on there as he panted a bit more.
"I was looking for you! You left me behind. Terrible lesson in independence. Never again." He chattered out to the other. What is he gonna order? ...Well. Hot cocoa with extra whipped cream.
He had no idea a pony followed him into the cafe, but ey. To each their own.
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He plops down on the couch, watching him sip his wine as he complained. His ears were up still, full on 'listen' tilt. He closed  his eyes and nodded solemnly in agreement to his statement. "I wonder what it would be like if we were really 'the chosen ones' like in those books we read. I read. Eh. They seem to go through so much loss; I don't want iiit." Wiggle of the ears.
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Spoiler: Ink Comet Info • show

Name: 'Ink Comet'
Race: Earth Pony/Donkey hybrid
Lives: Shares a suite with Honest Jack in the apartments
Personality: Moods can be erratic. While with his friends, or at least knowing they're nearby, he can be playful and friendly. Other times, he can be sour and fussy. His ears can give off what he's thinking easily, no worries.
Friends: Honest Jack
Skills: General house keeping. Cooking, sewing, cleaning, gardening and all that jazz. However, he got his cutie mark in writing fictional drabbles. He also seems to have a good sense of direction, as well.
Appearance: http://mirustal.deviantart.com/art/Ink-Comet-variations-537473061


Ink was lost in the unfamiliar town, running full speed and weaving between the dressed up people. He himself was dressed quite well, navy blue suit and his hat only staying on by the ear holes in it. His blue saddlebags threatened to be bucked off, old clothes in there since a certain friend wanted him to look dapper around town with him but...WHERE IS HIS FRIEND? He skidded to an ungraceful stop, dull, doll-like indigo eyes locking on target through the windows at the mauve unicorn. Honest Jack. You can't hide in your corner seat, nerd! Ink hurried inside, fast walking over to his booth and nearly falling into the booth seat instead of sitting down. He was clearly out of breath, brown, wavy hair curling every which way from the breeze. After heaving and sucking in air (and probably getting light headed), he barked out the name of the Unicorn across from him, not really being mindful of the other ponyfolk around them. "JACK!"
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Quote from: DiamondsDroog on 2016 Jan 27, 20:09:28
"Dunno either. I'd say she was a little bit weird too. And not in the kind of half-endearing-half-annoying way you are, more in an...inconsistent type of way. Did you hear her comment about how an Alicorn can rule the world, as she pat your head? Not even creepy, just weird. Especially considering that one already kind of does. A big white one with a sun on her tush to be exact." He's mainly ranting. He enjoys ranting, he sees it as a stress relief.


"Aw...Shucks, you called me endearing!" He grinned widely, cheeks all rosy as his ears wiggled about. "Yeah, I heard that, but I decided to ignore it for the very reason you said. Besides, that stuff doesn't really affect us anyways." He exhaled sharply through his nose, doing a sassy hair flip. Eventually, they reach Ink's home, it out of the way of the entire town. Nice and quiet. Ink opened the door for HJ, then follows the unicorn inside. Door closed behind them, of course.
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Do you like me Jacky. Ehehehe.
Ink's ears swivel around like flags landing a plane as he listens to Honest Jack's words, depicting how he felt about each bit. He seemed interested in a positive way at the first part, mainly because maybe him and that pony could hang out at some time. At least bear each other's company. He kinda liked hanging with her as well, after all! She liked doughnuts!
At the Alicorn part, his ears went down against that dusty brown mess of hair he calls a mane. "The only good thing I saw was a nice blush. I don't know what it was about, thought." Ink hummed a bit, slowing down his walking pace so he could be closer to the unicorn again.
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Quote from: DiamondsDroog on 2016 Jan 27, 18:14:59
Follow the silly piece of fleece to home. "Well of course I'll be drinking the ones at home. The ones I have you carry are for any immediate relief of stress that I could need, not for actual enjoyment. I keep that stuff on lockdown. No way I'd let you hold on to it."


Ink scoffed in a comedic manner at Honest Jack's words, looking offended in a playful, over the top manner. "Well then! How rude! I thought I could be trusted with expensive drinks! Naaah I understand the reason." He tittered a bit at the end, obviously smiling even though he was quite ahead of the other, leaving only the back of his head to the other.
"So. I know this is probably gonna be a 'I told you so' moment, but how about you tell me about the ponies you met today, Honest Jack?"
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"Well, it would have to be with your ones at home. Champagne in the bags too shaken up." He chattered out, looking a little sheepish. A vague blush dared to nip at the tip of those long ears, which began to wave about like he was trying to find something else to focus on. YOU CHUCKLED. OH GOSH. How is this goofy hybrid supposed to deal with that? He begins walking towards home again, letting out a little warble.
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Ink stared at him with a daring glint in his eyes...Then just shakes himself wildly while staying on all four of his hooves. Little flick of his brown tail to boot. "Alright, dust and dirt free! Please don't open your champagne bottles tonight."
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THE BIGGEST GRIN. He went from huffy, to being barely able to contain his excitement. He pranced about like an excited little goat kid, squealing a little. Of course, he pranced towards his home, long limbs all over the place. How he manages not to fall is a mirac-- Nope. He fell. Straight into the lying down deer pose. Horse loaf. He just has the most surprised look on his face due to his limbs supposedly quitting on his own, but he gets back up and resumes his playful prance. That's your house mate, Honest Jack.  :)
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Quote from: DiamondsDroog on 2016 Jan 26, 16:26:35
Honest Jack was fairly apathetic to...whatever it was that was happening, taking this time to take a small pipe out of one of Ink's saddle bags and light it. He gives a smug look to his friend, a look that said 'I told you socializing was stupid'.


Ink snorted at Jack's smug look, ears back while his nostrils were flared. Jack seemed to be right about...Most folks they met on their rare walks together. Ink just seemed to expect too much, looking for something that might not be there. He bumped himself lightly against the other to hassle him, but not hard enough to unsettle the pipe. Last time that happened Jack was worse that a sourpuss. Oh lordy.
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"No but...What is wrong?! Why did you go oh snap?! What????" Confused long eared pone. He taps in place nervously, not very calmed by Midawn's gentle pats on his head. He is too busy worrying about your business!
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"What?! What are you going oh snap about?!" Ink is awfully alarmed, clamoring in place and whinnying a bit. You've startled him, wonderful.
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The Earth pony finally pulls his face away from his negative friend, this time his ears going back up. As if to give himself confidence, he presses his side completely against the dapper unicorn's side. "So uh...Midawn. What are you doing here? Is there special business to do here? I haven't seen an Alicorn here before." He hasn't really seen the princesses before either, since he usually stays home unless running errands for Honest Jack.
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What an awkward group. A blushing alicorn, a long eared male hiding his face against a dapper unicorn, who is probably staring at all this with a look of slight disgust. He seems to always be disgusted these days.