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Silver body with a sort of....light jade mane. And turquoise eyes. Is that what you're wanting? Easy-peasey!
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What color would you like him to be? I can draw him real quick for you if you like. I can also do a simple cutie mark. Maybe a bubbling bottle, or a flask with an herb in it? A cauldron? Sounds like it should reflect his talent of herblore and potionmaking.
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We already have three unicorns (although Feather seems to be out of play)....it seems like a lot in what is supposed to be an earth pony town. If you wanted to create an earth pony character that was approved you would be welcome, but I don't want too many  unicorns. It doesn't make sense for them to be in Silverdale.

I think it's good for the writers here to try out an earth pony- without all those special goodies attached to your character, you have to make them unique and engaging with real work and strong character building. Personality is what stands out on an earth pony character, not magic or flying. It's  not that a unicorn or pegasus can't be well-constructed as well, but it's much more challenging.
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Coppershine followed alongside Silverspark as a fawn might follow a doe. They had grown up together and were very practiced in working as a team. She had been concerned to see a mare crying before him, but it was not in his nature to bully or threaten without reason.

His words about Batty made a lot more sense out of the situation. Copper had always been very uncomfortable around BattyBonnet. She looked to the unicorn mare with an uncertain expression, but followed Sparks all the same. "Yes, it will all be better at the inn."

Letting Silver lead, she fell back to talk to Dusty. She lowered her voice as she walked. "Silverspark says this mare is...er...mad. I trust his judgment. I think we need to get her settled down...Are you coming along, Trusty?"

She sighed as she heard the starting pistol fire for the start of the drafting race, the announcer yelling in excitement as he commentated. They had missed their chance as competing, and Copper would get no winnings. Dejected and disappointed, plodded after Silver, motioning with her head for Dusty to follow.
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You are absolutely welcome with that lovely character. We need a pegasus or two to round things out. The RP has been delayed by my absence.  I've been struggling with my modem. I now have it fixed and play will resume as normal.
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I left a reply on your character page. You are more than welcome to join with this character. I realize you're a little new to the game and that's perfectly fine. Be sure to reach out and ask for help or guidance if you need it. Myself and Chautauquan are always willing and able to help you out with writing and organizing a post, developing an idea, or with clarifying any rules or expectations. I am always delighted to help a new writer along and I see a lot of promise in you. I'm very impressed with the hard work and determination you showed with this new character, and I want to reward and encourage this as much as I can. You are welcome to jump in as soon as you fill out the character template on the first page of this thread and post it here- just for reference, you've already been accepted.
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Original Characters / Re: My OC
2012 Jul 01, 05:40:07
I see real effort and considerable improvement here! Well done! I'm very impressed.

You've got a full character that has many facets and interest. I have to admit, when I first saw the start of a sob-story, I was worried, but you recovered well. He has a sad past, but he's not hosting a pity-party at all times because of it. The one small issue I have is I'm not sure this kind of blatant pony racism occurs in Equestria. I suppose if they were secluded enough, it makes sense, but remember that Equestria is overall a happy and peaceful place. I don't think you need to change it, just keep that in mind.

I like his job- different from the typical "speedster/wonderbolt" or "weatherpony" you see for a pegasus. Usually it's earth ponies that are associated with natural, earthy things like potion making, but it's a good choice for him- he was raised by earth ponies and he has earth pony blood- it makes sense.

I like the emotional maturity he seems to have despite his traumatic past. Just try to keep it going- if he's come far enough through this difficult emotional journey (he was outright rejected by the people he loves and depends on most for something he can't help- a horrible thing to go through), then he should be rather insightful and mature- after all, he had to grow up suddenly and violently when he was discovered. Although he'll always be scarred by his past, it seems like you've written him as having ventured far enough from it to embrace his life and enjoy himself despite it all. Well done, this is complex and interesting and much more original than the usual brooding depression cases you see.

It's good that he has hobbies, but they're a little bland- cooking and reading are kind of standard fare. There's nothing wrong with that, but just know that LOTS of ponies will share these interests. That's not a bad thing, but keep it in mind.

He looks to have a nice overall balance of strength and weakness. The physical weakness is a good counter to a strong mind, and it makes sense for his character, but don't take it too far. He's weak, but he should not be a complete jellyfish- he wouldn't be able to live by himself. The fears are good, but maybe add some sort of emotional weakness or personality flaw. For all that he's gone through he's got to have some sort of vice or quirk. And in addition to that, include another strength to balance it out. Maybe he's highly empathetic and can easily see through when a pony is trying to hide their pain or suffering. Maybe he's good a puzzle solving and logic, thanks to his work with potions. Something like that will round him out nicely.


This character is compelling and engaging. I want to see what he's like. I want to get to know him and explore more of who he is. You've done very well for your second attempt at character building. My sincerest applause and congratulations go you to. I can really see you put in a lot of careful effort and it shows in spades.

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Silverspark is an NPC I created. He's not a fleshed out character- I have ideas, sure, like I have ideas for Pink Lady and her family, and maybe someday I'll finalize them into full characters, but for now they're just game pieces I'm pushing around the board, if you will.

Know that eventually the PCs will be separated from the town by an outside force, and we will not be interacting with this ensemble of extra characters. It's really hard work for me to write personalized reactions for each character, along with posts for my own PC- start talking to each other! The NPCs are just ascended scenery. We wont be hanging out with them for very much longer I think. Sorry to put the kibosh on your idea there, but RP is about interacting with one another right? Have Bright Mane make friends with one of the PCs!
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GM:

Silverspark recoiled as the mare shrieked and thrashed about on the ground. The crowd gasped and backed away. He looked to Copper and gave her a look that told her he was just as confused as she was now.

What was she screeching about? He had said nothing of her upbringing or her past. Hand outs? Guardian? Silverspark did not know where any of her words were coming from. It seemed to Silver as if somepony had flipped a switch. Now she was blubbering and talking nonsense.

His eyes widened as he was reminded of the mare that used to live in Silverdale. The one that was mad. She would stumble down market street babbling about peaches and promenades. She would suddenly scream without cause and her emotions switched rapidly. After a while she was hauled away to a special establishment for insane ponies, as he recalled.

As the strange brown pony moved forward to speak to the unsound mare, Silver reached out a hoof. "Wait there! Stand back."

He turned to the crowd, all of whom looked unsettled and disturbed. He glanced at Coppershine, then spoke. "I fear there has been a misunderstanding. You all remember BattyBonnet don't you?"

The ponies around him made noises of understanding. They then looked at Bright Mane with a new expression. One of concern and pity.

Silverspark looked to Coppershine. "Copper, I think we need to get this mare inside and away from the crowd. Clearly the stress and excitement was too much for her."

He walked up next to Bright Mane. "Come now friend. Settle down. Why don't we go to the Inn for a glass of water. Wont that be nice? We'll all go together." He spoke with a tone one might use when trying to calm a rapid dog.







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Coppershine let out a sigh as Granite was outperformed. Still, he had done well. Second place was respectable, particularly one so close. She turned back to Dusty. "Silverdale foals are born tough."

Her own ears flipped towards the commotion. "Nn-no we don't. This is a festival of community and neighborliness. And there hasn't been brawling or sparring allowed in years. Only the wrestling, and that's carefully refereed." She frowned. Setting her back feet wide, she reared up and stretched her neck to see over the throng of ponies.

"I cant see what's going on but this doesn't sound g-"

She stopped as she saw the flash of sparks silhouette the crowd. "Sparky" Lowering down on to all fours she began to muscle herself a path. Normally she was far to passive for this kind of action, but she knew Silverspark would not strike his hooves unless something was wrong. "Sorry, Trusty. I need to see what's happening."

Carving her way through the ponies around her, she was finally able to see the towering figure of her friend. Squeezing through a gap, she came to his side. "Silver! What's happening?" Her eyes swept over him, seeing his flared nostrils and clenched jaw.

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Silverspark reared and slammed his hooves on to the stone below. Bright light flared, and sparks showered all around him. "Speak to me or my people like that again and I'll have you detained, outsider! This a town of order and harmony and I will not allow you to continue to disrupt it. Never have I judged you on your race. Only your actions. It was you that made this about our breed."

He turned to the crowd. "But see! The unicorn presumes us to be bias. She believes us to be jealous! For we must be, considering her birthright to stand above us! Do we envy her?"

The ponies around him shouted in the negative. He faced her again. He spoke very low and clearly. "Trot your sorry rump out of this town before I lose my patience."

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Coinlock raised a brow. "Thanks but no thanks there. I'm sure I'll hear enough about what ever it is later..." He slunk away. He would not be making any show out of himself, not with all those bits in his bags




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The silver stallion began to grit his teeth at the irate mare. He pawed his front hoof, and as it struck the cobblestone underfoot, a shower of silver sparks shot free; he seemed to have metal shoes hammered on to his feet. He took a deep breath and seemed to try to calm himself before speaking "You come into our town and tell us how to behave. This is not your princess's castle, you foolish filly, where you demand rights by waving your horn. You earn them."

The townsponies around him nodded and began to gather behind their leader, facing Bright Mane with grim faces. Many shouted concurrent phrases.

He paused, then continued, stepping forward to meet her gaze- his eyes were bright pale yellow and they stared right back. With the support of his people at  his back, Silverspark quashed any fear. "If you're so keen on traveling, I suggest you get back to it,immediately. In the name of my father, Lord Ironhoof III of Silverdale, I, Silverspark, hereby decree that you shall be barred from Silverdale. Collect your belongings and depart at once. You are no longer welcome here. You will leech upon our hospitality no longer. We do not tolerate any pony, unicorn or earth pony, that sees fit to encroach upon our way of life and threaten our friends and families."

The crowd voiced agreement, crying out praise for Silverspark.



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Coinlock let out a hearty laugh and reached out a hoof as another pony offered a few bits. He wrote another ticket, then turned to Right Hoof. "Canterlot huh? I think I've heard of Ponyville...south of here isn't it?" He might have said more, but there was a roar through the crowd. Many heads turned, and the ponies surged back, trying to see what the ruckus was about.


"Now what's this? We banned brawling after Coaldust nearly lost an eye..." He frowned and moved to try to crane over the heads of his fellows, searching for a good view.





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The ponies around Bright Mane backed away further, parting the crowd. Many mares pushed their children away and several stallions moved to shield their families. There was no joking here.

One silver-coated stallion stepped forward as she passed. He was tall and muscular, and wearing a complex harness. "Unicorn. You are a guest here. I suggest you begin to act like it." He stood firm, with his head high, but one could see his tail twitch with anxiety. "You shall no longer be welcome here if you strike out again."


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Coinlock's eyes bulged, and he might have been drooling were he not such an upstanding gentleman. He furiously grabbed up Right Hoof's money and jotted out another ticket for him. Handing it over, he gave a jolly chuckle. "Nothing better than the goat race. Steep competition. Haven't had a pool this big in years. You high rollers are always welcome! Haha!"

He looked Right Hoof up and down."Haven't seen you before. Where you from, Pointy?" He gestured at the horn on Right Hoof's brow.

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The foal's 100 meter dash came to a close finish. Granite was beat out by DiamondDust by only a nose. The loudspeaker boomed again. "Well done kiddies! Well done! Congratulations to Diamond! And now fillies and gentlecolts, it's time for the drafting to begin! Teams, please assemble!"



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Coinlock began shouting over the clambering mob of betting ponies around him. "5-1 on QuickCharger! Champion in the making that goat! And, his challenger with 7-1 odds and something to prove, it's LightningBug!" He rattled the pair of sizable coin bags strapped over his back. "Place your goat bets here friends!"


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Pure, unmasked fear flashed in Pink Lady's eyes as Bright Mane approached her children. The colt in red recoiled behind his father, but the one in green stood firm, glaring up at her. The rose-colored mare made a show of glancing under the stall and then yanking the counter back up, shoving the till back on to a shelf underneath.

"Oh will you look at that! We're clean out of tarts and fritters! Bad luck. We've got be moving on now. Mustn't be late."

She nodded to her husband, who had been watching carefully. He scooped up the twins and dumped them on the cart and the four of them made a mad dash for the crowd. It was impressive how quickly the large stall vanished in the throng of ponies.

Many of the Silverdalians nearby began to back away. They pointed at Bright Mane and whispered to one another in urgent tones. Word would spread quickly about the vicious purple unicorn mare that had threatened the Apple Family, the most beloved and admired folks in town.



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Coppershine set her eyes on the cart as well. "Two. Just me and Sparky-er Silverspark." It felt wrong to call her foalhood friend by his nickname in front of strangers. "He's the only pony I would want on my team." She hesitated, then continued speaking. "We don't have enough ponies for big teams in the mine- we have to be working." She nodded to the starting line of the foal's 100 meter dash where several fillies and colts had assembled. "Each mineworker is paired up with a youngin' to pull a small cart. They carry only what their supervisor digs. The foals carry it to the track union- where all the paths of the mine meet up. From there, at the end of the day, us workers pull the big carts uphill out of the mine to the processing building." Realizing she had said a great deal, Coppershine clammed up again. If there was one thing she could get excited about it was her job.

She jumped at the sudden sound of a popgun and stepped towards the track. She pointed out a gangly gray colt. "There's Granite-he's been working with me since he was seven. He's a little...um, thin for a minepony, but he's a hard worker." She cupped a hoof around her mouth. "C'mon Granite! Let's go, boy! You can beat em!"

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Gah! Got so busy last night and this morning. I'll get posting now. Sorry for the delay people- I got a real life to run!
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GM:

The Apple Family stopped. Pink Lady's two foals dashed to hide behind their father, whispering to one another and pointing at Bright Mane. One wore a red bandana, the other a green one. Lady reached out and pulled the counter back down from where it was folded up on the cart. She stood behind it and fished out the till. "Hardly! What can I do for you, sugar? I got my famous Sun Celebration Caramel Apples, I got fritters, muffins, tarts, I got the tastiest applesauce this side of Canterlot. I even got some spiced cider if you like." The baby cradled against her chest fussed for a moment and Pink Lady bent her head to nuzzle the foal gently. "Hush now, Honeycrisp. Momma's here..."

Meanwhile the twin foals continued to banter quietly, peeking out under their father's belly. "Unicorns...aren't they witches? Old man Gravelpit calls 'em Hornfaces. He says they'll curse you! What if she curses us?" The twin in the red tugged his dad's mane and asked. "Pa, you wont let the hornface curse us, will you?"

Cameo's eyes bugged out of his head and he put a hoof to the boy's mouth. "Jazz! Jonagold! Shut your mouths right now before I..."




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Hold on Link, that's not what Galvin was saying. You may still be able to join. We just need to figure out how to do it. I am a little irked that people didn't join when I announced the last call, but that's ok. We'll see if we can squeeze you in.

First, everyone will need a suitable character. If you've read the RP you know that this is an earth pony town and it should have mostly earth ponies in it. Unicorns and pegasi will be shunned by the populace and once the adventure begins, their abilities will be limited by an outside force. There simply shouldn't be that many non-earth ponies in Silverdale anyways. If you need help with this, Chautauquan can assist in building a suitable character for Silverdale. Just send him a PM.

Second, we may need you to show us how well you RP. If we're going to make room for you, we need to know you are going to participate fully- that means following the guidelines laid out in the rules and writing full paragraph posts like you will have seen in the existing RP.

Third,  be prepared to follow the GM's instructions and comply with the posts they make about the environment and NPC characters.

Please contact myself or Chautauquan if you have any questions.
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Coppershine was relieved to be out of the limelight. With everypony rushing over to Coinlock, they now had some breathing room. Grabbing up her now empty purse she sighed and tucked it back into her saddlebags. She regretted the loss, but she might have paid double for such an effective distraction.

She began to wilt again as the praise flowed over her. Copper never liked to be showered in compliments- it felt, wrong. "R-Roa, what of who? I'm a mine worker. I don't lead anypony." She looked down at the harness as he pointed to it. "I draft-  pull heavy carts." She pointed to the large metal minecarts lined up near the raised benches, each piled high with iron bars. "And I need to win now...." She said, half to herself. Maybe she could win back some of her money if she took first place.

Copper had trouble telling new ponies about herself. She liked her privacy. And this pony seemed confused. The only creature she led was her cat, and even that was up for debate.