Adventures Of Amani The Rogue Changeling! (Sign Up)

[indigoEruption]

Ink was happy with the silence, still mighty offended by what happened. His long ears were down against his messy brown mane, a clear indicator he's not in the best of moods.

[SandFire]

Shadow after spending awhile in the castle was able to find a path back to Ponyville. She also found the old armory, and medic place. After searching through them she found a creepy latern that seemed to make her walk away and a bunch of rotten clothe. Taking the latern in hopes it repels the creatures of the everfree she begins to walk back to Ponyville

[Julien999]

Midawn looked behind her towards the bush

"Oh hello ma'am!" She whispers to Midawn as she noticed her.

[frío]

Midawn turned around about to open her mouth then doesn't okay
((GUYS LET ME POST))

[SandFire]

Shadow continues to walk through the forest hopefully catching the attention of Delilah and Timber on the way out. Giving out a creepy glow from the lanterns unnaturally presence. 

[frío]

Mogeko teleports in front of him and grabs the lantern Thanks

[SandFire]

It resists the magic of Mogeko.

(Shadow is still female )

[frío]

(ITS JUST SO HARD TO REMEBER!!)
damm

[Julien999]

((Alicorn are too OP. Mogeko have "Super Hearing" "Super Vision" infinite teleport everywhere and wherever is the pony she want to teleport to. That's why I limited mine completely. Also, this is not how a Alicorn do, I mean, they are usually not THAT Marysuyish))

[PlatinumJoystick]

Joy was very surprised that someone would throw s rock at this clearly very sensitive, and, as Joy assumed, not all there stallion.

Who would do such a thing? Probably the alicorn from before. If I were a betting buck, I'd go all in on that.

[DiamondsDroog]

Where's Honest Jack been for the past couple of days? Doing Honest work, that's what. Not all Honest work, mind you, he's also been researching runes (read: stealing books from that one rich purple alicorn down the street, whats her face) to cast upon the Forbidden Forest. He's done a decent job of hiding the specific stolen books, he believes. They're nearly as hard to find as his wine. He'd ask Ink if anyone was still in the Forest, but he'd much rather just crash next to the fireplace, chug down some wine, and smack anything that dared to speak in his presence, he simply altered the specifics of the runes so that it'd only affect people entering the forest.
Once he finishes applying the runes, he trots back to his gambling booth. Wine was good, but there wasn't anything much funner than swindling innocents.

[indigoEruption]

Jaaaack, someone threw a rock at meee! And I didn't provoke them this time I swear!
Ink didn't understand why someone lashed out at him, and he doesn't even know who so he could apologize for something he didn't even understand! He kept his wails and blubbering quieted, but obviously appeared upset.
"Imma...Imma go hoooome." He wept, dragging himself off to his home nearby.

[Purple]

Sparkle just followed Ink, unsure what to do.  She didn't really have anywhere else to go, and she wanted to make sure he was alright.  For some reason her hooves started moving before she could think though, as if it was an automatic response programmed into her to follow Ink.

[indigoEruption]

Ink appreciated the gesture, and left the door open behind him to allow Sparkle in.

The house was a very strange mix, from common, comforting items to luxurious lounges and wine glasses locked up with a magic lock. It was clear that while the two drastically different ponies lived together, they refused to compromise and settle for a nice, balanced look. The Prince and the Pauper look, Ink probably calls it. It was certainly like living with royalty, that's for sure. Ha.
There was a staircase, hinting there was another floor, but it wouldn't be very polite to go up there unless invited.
Ink sighed and stoked the dying fire in the fireplace, remembering what he missed out on. He smacked his lips a bit, looking around while his ears go straight up.
"Friend, do ponies drink alcoholic drinks when sad too?" Ink finally spoke up, his voice wavering for a moment as if the volume of his own voice spooked him. It was an indoor voice, but it seems almost anything could spook this long earred stallion.

[Purple]

Sparkle followed Ink inside, looking around at the decor.  The mix of two drastically different decorating styles was somewhat relaxing to Sparkle, although she wasn't sure why.  She looked over at Ink, hearing what he said.  Looking around and seeing nopony else here, she assumed he was talking to her.  "I-I dunno, i'm sure some ponies probably do," she said, unsure exactly how to reply.  She didn't drink herself, so she wouldn't know. 

((, i'm assuming Ink was talking to Sparkle? if not i'll edit my post xD))

[indigoEruption]

((He was, don't worry))

His ears swiveled around as he thought, then shuffled into the kitchen. He then did one of the more...Uncommon things. Standing on his back hooves, he began making himself a cocktail of a drink. Something sweet and weak. How fitting.  He downs a shot of it to test it, approves of it, then makes himself a glass.
"I think this is why Jack has so much. He must be a sad sad pone." He exhales, head hanging low and submissively still. "Or angry a lot. Probably angry." He leaves the kitchen, walking normally again and sitting on a well worn love seat. They don't really need a big ol' couch since its just the two of them. They don't usually have visitors either. (Unless you include Ink's editor, but that's pretty rare as well.)

[Purple]

((, okie dokie xD))

Sparkle just stood there somewhat awkwardly, unsure if she should sit down without an invitation.  She hadn't visited many ponies houses before, but she thought she remembered being told that it was impolite to sit down unless your host invited you to do so.  She could be remembering wrong though, but she thought it was better safe then sorry... or something like that.

[indigoEruption]

He looked back over at her, slightly stressed. Pat pat the spot by him? "You're...Making me nervous." He tittered out, trying not to on edge. He failed miserably, unsurprisingly. He simply sipped his drink again, the brief smile already gone.

[Purple]

"O-oh, um, i'm sorry," Sparkle stammered, finding that she was a bit nervous herself.  Seeing that Ink wanted her to sit next to him(or at least thats what she thought) she... rather slowly, walked over to the couch where Ink was sitting.  Eventually reaching said couch, she slowly and carefully sat down, hoping that this was the correct thing to do.

[indigoEruption]

The couch itself probably smelled of flowers and hay, as well as with a bit of salt and something metallic. Ink didn't notice, probably 'nose blind' to it or just didn't care at all at this point. Eh. It's just a rare guest. If they say bad about the house, it just means less guests. That thought doesn't bother him in the slightest. He stared ahead at the flickering fire in the fireplace, feeling mentally tired.
"Do you...Know anyone that was there? Who threw that rock at me? _{Did I do something wrong??}" As he spoke, tears welled up, threatening to spill out.