Ponyville RP:Ask Before Rping

[Teal Turken]

Manehatten...um...that's the...really big city, isn't it? I heard there's not many plants in sight. I don't think I've been anywhere without trees or grass.

[DiamondsDroog]

"The term 'urban' is putting it lightly. You'd be lucky if you managed to find a flower in a greenhouse." All lies, of course. You've never been to Manehatten, though you'd guess that it was sort of like Midnight City-lite.

[Teal Turken]

Wow! I hope they at least paint the place! I can't imagine the entire city looking like a...like a rock!

[DiamondsDroog]

"Less like a rock and more like a big assortment of grey blocks of varrying sizes and, if you were very very lucky, you'd see a slightly darker shade of grey."

[Teal Turken]

Ouch. Well, maybe I'd show up easy on the ground. That way I might not get stepped on, but I also heard there are lots of ponies in the city.

[DiamondsDroog]

"Too many, if you ask me. Too loud. Too crowded. It did provide a nice contrast to the aformentioned greys. Sort of like a rainbow breaking out of the clouds to lay attack your vision."

[Teal Turken]

That sounds kind of cool to see actually. Would you mind if I hung out with you for a bit? Sanny asks him.

[DiamondsDroog]

You want to say 'no, i would much rather be stealing the crows of the princesses' but that'd turn out very badly for very obvious reasons. "Sure! Maybe I can make uo for the whole nearly-crushing-you thing."  You find it sort of hard to understand the mare's forgiving nature. If anyone nearly stomped on you, you'd already be plotting their absolute ruination.

[Teal Turken]

Aww you don't have to do that for me! But thank you for letting me come with you!
She squeezes the stallion's hoof a little tighter in her hug.

[DiamondsDroog]

A small part of you is curious as to how one could hug this abnormally small pony. Not even because you want to, but just because a part of you is curious if it's even possible. You suppose that maybe if she tamed a small creature then they could hug, like a cockroach, or some kind of other small insect. "I heard that there was some kind of candy-restraunt? That seems like a good place to hang out." You're (semi) willing to admit that you're not very well versed in the whole hanging out thing. Usually you just read the newspaper while chaos passes by you with the intensity and magnitude of an atomic bomb.

[Teal Turken]

Oh! I think you might be talking about Sugar Cube Corner! I actually live there with my big sister. I think you'll like it there!

[DiamondsDroog]

"Mind showing me the way?" Ugh. Yay. A restraunr based entirely around candy and sugar and other tRASH. Part of you wishes it was renamed 'Dental Care Nightmare'.

[Teal Turken]

Sure, would you mind if I rode you? I don't really want to be guiding you from under your hoof. she giggles.

[DiamondsDroog]

You lift her onto you with your magic. "Lead me to our destination, o noble one." Mock medieval accent. Atrempt the joke without snarkiness. Fail. Do not understand comedy.

[Teal Turken]

Who talks like THAT? Sanny chuckles. She gently pats Droog's body in the direction of the SCC. It'll be easy to see, the building looks like a cupcake!

[DiamondsDroog]

"I do. Regretfully." Well, that's actually less of a lie and more of a half truth. As someone decently cultured, you know that quoting any Shakespere'd require speaking in some form of olde english. Oh, wait. This isn't a Shakespere fansite. Stop writinf paragraphs based around the wording in his plays, narrator. You approach the Sugar Cube Corner, silently feeling disgust at the overly bright design. "This the place?"

[Teal Turken]

It is! I don't know if any of my friends are inside right now, but if you're hungry there should be somepony at the counter!

[DiamondsDroog]

"Alright." Lord, you really so hope that she's not going to take you into some imaginary tea party. Ugh. You've done that horror before with Deuce. FACE THE HORROR HEAD ON. WALK INTO THE CUPCAKE RESTRAUNT.

[Teal Turken]

Inside are a few ponies sitting at tables, eating their choice of cakes and cupcakes together while a mare stands behind the counter waiting to serve somepony.

[DiamondsDroog]

You walk up to the counter, casually eavesdropping for any useful information only to be greeted with blabber and idiocy. "What'll you order?"