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Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 27, 20:54:00
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.


"Have you ever thought about the sense of entitlement those guys most get? Most people have to earn greatness by strength of mind, will, something like that, but in nearly any story where they already know that they're chosen, they get told by nearly everyone they meet how great they're gonna be and how amazing what they'll do will be. They'd have egos larger than, well, mine." He floated a glass of wine over to Ink as he spoke. After he was done, he took a long chug of his own, savoring the flavor. Probably helps to wash out that pipe too.
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QuoteInk 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!"


YOU DISGUSTING UNCULTURED SWINE GET OUTTA HERE UNTIL YOU KNOW HOW TO ACT WITH SOME CLASS YOU'RE EMBARRASSING THE BOTH OF US YOU DORK. "Yes. That is my name. If we're talking in specifics, the second name in a two-word name. Unless you're meaning to find some other poor innocent victim that happens to have the name 'Jack' in their series of multiple word names, or a person that happens to have the single name 'Jack', then I may or may not be the person that you're looking for. Dork."
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Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 27, 20:32:28
"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.


"That's another good point. We aren't some arbitrarily chosen few, we're just a few dudes, so any further involvement with her is rather unlikely. Nothin's gonna change; the grass is still gonna be green, the water's still gonna be wet, and people like her are still going to be derided as a fool who got born above their mental station." He kept going on with this as he retrieved the glasses of wine from his...wherever. He's extremely secretive about any of the stuff he actually intends to hide and not use to insult others with.
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He went and bought a coffee with someone else's bits, then took a seat over in the corner of the cafe, away from the rabble, because Jack is an edgy pony and he might cut them with his edge.
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Name: Honest Jack
Race: Unicorn
Lives: Ink's House
Personality: Crude and known to be cruel. However, he puts on a friendly face around others, and finds enjoyment when others play by his own rules.
Friends: "Ink Comet" and certain unamed, dapper stallions that keep a low profile.
Skills: Incredible gambling prowess, which is how he gained his Pink Die cutie mark. He also seems to be great at coordinating classy outfits, if not to only surround himself in well dressed company. He seems to understand various weapons very well, but claims to have never touched one. 'Well read', he says.
Picture/Description: Here ya are.

Post Merge

Jack made his way to the cafe, perpetual image of 'slightly annoyed' on his face, small smoking pipe in his mouth, and a thirst in his throat. He couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment at the ponies of Canterlot-after all, this was supposed to be the cultural center of all Equestria! But all he found was more of the same, just with more stuffiness.
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Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 27, 18:38:14
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.


"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.
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Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 27, 18:28:06
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?"


He gives a small grunt. "First one seemed kind of okay, I guess. Gave me a small couple of bits, so I can't really complain there. That other one though, that Alicorn? Yeah, can't say I have the highest opinion of someone who barely pays attention to me when I'm the only one talking to them, then they run off to fight some other idiot while using overly flashy and impractical magic. If I were to describe how I felt about them, I couldn't say very many good things, so yep. I told you so." Getting Jack to stand you is hard. Getting him to like you is near impossible.
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Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 26, 23:33:52
"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.


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."
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Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 26, 23:13:53
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."


He gave a little chuckle. "You never know. I may pour myself a few glasses. You never know what happens with me."
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Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 26, 22:52:05
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.  :)


He just shakes his head a little at Ink-he's the best friend that Jack could ever ask for: obedient, willing to please, good with others, but also the worst friend he could ask for at times because, well, he does goofball stuff like this! Jack picks him up with his magic, putting him onto his feet. "Dust yourself off, uncultured swine."
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Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 26, 21:47:17
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.


Let's be honest now, when isn't Jack a sourpuss? Well, not counting when he's cheating other people out of their hard earned money, among other valuables. "I find myself conflicted," He moved the pipe around in his mouth as to keep smoking it as he spoke. "Watching these fools fight for reasons unknown is fun to watch, but I did promise you that fireside cuddle, yes?"
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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'.
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Quote from: Mogeko on 2016 Jan 25, 04:32:04
Midawn puts her ears down and the blush fades a bit ..


Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 25, 12:15:40
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.


He stays quiet, looking Midawn over, scanning for anything he found noteworthy about the pony besides the extremely obvious feature that shouldn't need mentioning. Some people learn by flipping pages. Some people must gain knowledge through pain. Some people study by television. And then there are those such as Jack, who just have to observe.
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Quote from: Mogeko on 2016 Jan 24, 23:52:03
Midawn just stands quietly with no word and desummons the map and her face is like this ==>  o_o


"So, I'm Honest Jack," He makes sure to put a bit of flair into his own name. Gotta stroke dat ego. "And that's Ink Comet." He says, somewhat dismissively.
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Quote from: Mogeko on 2016 Jan 24, 12:27:38
((Okay :D))
Midawn looks up and see's them too oh haii


He gives a small sigh. He hated socialization almost as much as he hated anything not from nearly a century ago in terms of culture. "Welcome to Ponyville."
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Quote from: Mogeko on 2016 Jan 24, 01:17:18
Midawn summons a map and looks at it ''Come right here!'' Midawn says in her head


Quote from: DiamondsDroog on 2016 Jan 23, 21:16:36
"I don't have much of a choice, do I?" He gives a bit of a pleading look to Ink Comet, before sighing and walking over to the alicorn. He'd wait for a response, but he feels as if he already knew the answer. "Hello." He grunts out to the alicorn.


((For your convenience.
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Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 23, 20:59:39
"I don't wanna slap myself! I'll slap you awake if you want?" He offers the unicorn an unsure smile, his long ears going back in a manner that gives off the air of 'pity'. "You wanna talk to her?" He asks, rubbing his cheek once against Honest Jack again. Of course, not on the suit.


"I don't have much of a choice, do I?" He gives a bit of a pleading look to Ink Comet, before sighing and walking over to the alicorn. He'd wait for a response, but he feels as if he already knew the answer. "Hello." He grunts out to the alicorn.
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Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 23, 10:16:11
"The what? ...Yeeaaah that must've been a fever dream for sure. Maybe when you got sick from STAYING UP ALL THE TIME. Seriously. Sleep and eat more, ya twig. Ah. Who is that, Jack?" He bumps his side gently around Jack, then makes a gesture with his head to point at who he was talking about. She was kinda hard to miss cause. Well. SHE'S A FREAKIN' ALICORN.


He sleeps a perfectly healthy amount thank you very much. If you consider one every couple of days because his body can't physically stay up, then he's as healthy as you can get. SQUINT AT THE ALICORN. "Well, Ink, it appears that we are in fact in another fever dream. I don't know which one of us here is the dreamer, but if you're the one who wakes up, slap yourself for having such a weird dream."
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"Yeah, hard to believe it was real...pretty sure that the part with the demon samurai lava thing was a fever dream though."
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Quote from: mirustal on 2016 Jan 22, 23:19:31
"Lead the way, oh graceful Honest Jack." He tittered, circling the dapper unicorn excitedly before leaning against him again while walking. "Alas, I cannot support myself. You know you can't leave me. Leaving a host behind is hella rude. Also. Fireplace cuddles." More chattering from the clingy hoofed companion.


He rolled his eyes at that comment. "You say that like I haven't done things that are more rude. Remember that time I yelled at that one annoying ghost thing so bad he ran away into the woods, crying, and later tried to possess one of your friends? Good times."