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  2. Hi, son! Unbanned for keeping him safe in my absence.
  3. Merry Birthiversary! 

  4. Maybe she stops Dynamo from leaving as she was curious about the arcade? Pinball works at the arcade in Fillydelphia, but there will be a sort of apprentice/boss at the arcade in Ponyville. A purple Pegasus by the name of Button Prompt. I don't have an exact design or anything like that, but I always imagine him being the owner of the arcade, haha. I can imagine if she'd ask Button, he could get in touch with Pinball to see if he could do a commission for her. Pinball is always about living in the times and if change in inevitable, then he won't stop the change. He thinks about the present, yet dreams for the future. So, I know he'll definitely take interest in Lektra's idea, as well as consider it.
  5. Merry Birthiversary, dude!

    Here's a present! 





  6. Yup! He sure is. How many animals have I arrested, so far? One. That "one" being Bellwether.
  7. @Califorum The thief wouldn't get a chance to trap the mare upstairs, as she followed closely after, and left the path to the addict open. "Legion is saying you're lying. And Smokey doesn't let strangers walk around his house alone." The thief wouldn't be able to hear it, but the skull's inhabitants had spoken up about their mistrust for this mare, though the language of the dead were a rare thing to be able to hear for the living. Female members of Sorrow's family had this trait, and as such, she were able to hear the response she got back, though even without that, she would be mistrustful. It were pretty late, and this one weren't wearing a guard uniform. How could she be a guard on official business, if she weren't wearing the getup? Sorrow might not be in Canterlot a whole lot, but she knew guards, and this didn't fit anywhere. The long legged pegasus wouldn't have much issue following the thief unless something happened to stop or block her. It would also not be advisable to steal the skull. The spirits may not be able to hurt anypony, unless they were talking extreme circumstances that would cause a poltergeist effect, but they could make whoever carried them to feel a constant wave of dread and unease wash over them. Standard ghost aura sort of thing really. Not much different from a real haunted house. ==================================================================================== @Moonlit The look that got unto Ziggy's face as she were told there were hatchling pictures could best be described as a small foal on Hearth's Warming Eve, being lead to the tree and seeing all the presents in front of them. Or Derpy, when she were told the bakery in Ponyville had triple swirl surprise muffins. "*gasp* Baby Serenade? You gotta show me that someday. Oh my gosh they must be so adorable!" Ziggy fluttered a little from the ground and let out a *squeee* sound for a few seconds just thinking about seeing a widdle baby siren with cutsey big eyes and tiny finsies, flapping around a swimming pool. Eeee, that was going to be the cutest thing ever! Serenade might not want her to see it, but come on, baby siren pictures. How couldn't she look at them? Seeing how the expression kept on her face, she got a weird glance from the mimic as they passed through, though she'd raise a paw towards the food giver. Only one though. She had the other full of a half chewed through crab claw. She had never tried crab before getting to this place, but she sure needed to get to the area more often, because this were some really good stuff. Crunchy and succulent at the same time. Ziggy would get distracted from this gleeful feeling for a bit when they passed a set of armor that really stuck out to her. She had no idea what sorta branch used this, but it were really pretty. Sadly she didn't know enough about the olden times of the guard to know this to be the original design of the Night Guard armor, before a thousand years away from the princess changed things around some, but she told herself that she'd have to ask about this later. One thing at a time though. The zegasus popped her head in to have a look at the room. It looked good, though she weren't sure how often she'd end up using it. Normally she just slept on clouds or in trees. She liked the feeling of fresh air it gave her, and clouds were fluffy and soft for those with pegasus blood who could lay down on them. They'd see though. Might be there's be a lot of rain or something. "Hehe, thank you for the hospitality. And I dunno where Fah'lina's gonna end up. She usually finds some sorta cranny high up and drags a pillow or something up there. Don't worry, I promise I'll clean up the mess if she moves some stuff around that shouldn't have been. Thankfully she doesn't push things down to the ground that breaks easily." ========================================================================================== @Emerald<3 Jelly's eyes went wide with surprise. "You can understand insects? Vaaaauw." As a somewhat naive filly who wanted to think the best about others when she first encountered them, she didn't think this were a lie currently, and visible gawked in awe when told about it. Being able to talk with the insects had to be one of the most special abilities she had ever heard of, and that included her own, quirky one. It was fine and all, but compared to talking to insects? That was a very hard one to beat in her mind. Granted, she wouldn't want to be able to hear it herself, as it would make Gary's feeding times awkward, but still, this were Way cool! As for Gary, he weren't sure what to think of this, yet he tentatively wandered out of Jelly's mane and looked up towards the mare. "It understands, raise hoof?" Some insects were smart, some were rather dumb. Gary were somewhat in the middle. Able to make sentences more or less and think beyond just his instincts, but at the same time, small brains had limitations. Especially when a lot of it were occupied with instinctual preservation and hunting practices. Still, he would test and see if this one did actually understand before crawling on to her. If she didn't raise a hoof, he'd go back into Jelly's mane, if she did though, that would make him try. Best not to make sudden movements though, even if he wasn't venomous. ====================================================================================== @Kaze Yousei Briar chuckled at the end of the stallion's sentence. "Perish the thought, I wish to share what I can of my kind, so that if ever we do return to the land of ponies, more will be well informed, and perhaps things will end on better terms than it once did. Please, ask what you will. To answer the one at hoof though, you are correct in your assumption, and I feel fortunate to run into one whom have heard of us. You would be surprised how few even know of our names, though of course, physical traits are varied depending on the soil in which our great trees grow. I am of a jungle variety, hailing from the humid landscape of the Razorleaf Jungle a little way to the south of this delightful country. If you wish for a more exact description, I am a member of a subspecies that is called a Snaproot in my old home, which are a mutation among the regular variants - in my case a Vinemaster - which can be recognized by our sharp teeth, lack of eyes, and need of meat. You needn't be worried though. I have not, and never would feast upon a higher intelligent being than a fish, or small bird. The thought alone frankly makes me feel rather uncomfortable." Whilst Briar were talking away, as he tended to do, he would reach out towards one of the offered strawberries and once getting hold of one, would bow his neck to Velvet before reaching the treat behind him towards Brittle. She did not enjoy going too close to others, and worried that if she ever were to take a hoof out and grasp for something offered, that it would just be another trap and that she'd be caught, have her hoof bashes aside and mocked, or that it were potentially poisonous. She didn't have great experiences with other beings and kindness, though Ponyville had overall been nice enough to her. It were however, still hard for her to get past everything else, when it were more or less a drop of light in an ocean of murky water. With a shaking hoof, she took the strawberry and would slowly nibble on it. All the while, she remained nearly glued to Briar's back right side, clearly doing what she could to keep him as a shield between herself and others, whilst being reluctant to let go of him, as if she were afraid that if he got too far away, he'd leave her behind. Opposite of Briar, she had no words to speak of right now, and would just let the two of them speak, whilst her eyes stayed more or less on Velvet. Every out of place shadow or sound though, her eyes would dart towards, afraid that it were some kind of danger that were coming after them in this unfamiliar town. ========================================================================================= @Widdershins @Dji "Princess!" Last and Cherish shouted out in unison when the plant opened it's petals, but neither were fast enough to stop the princess getting half eaten by the over-sized plant, though where Cherish got scared and alarmed by this, Last had a tone of desperation wafting over hers. One second. One second had been the difference between her keeping the princess completely safe, and now having her getting chomped on by some kinda plant creature that did not resemble the tatzlewurms that she had been fighting some days past. Last had been glaring to the left as some bushes had started to rustle, which turned out to just be from a squirrel, yet in the time it had taken her to do so and look back, the princess had taken a step forth, and the plant had reacted. And now, she needed to react fast to not end up losing a princess and bring shame upon her entire bloodline. Since she had her sword in her muzzle already, Last jumped up, and would swing down on the petal on the left to try and loosen the grip in the princess. If this would not do the trick, her next hit would go for the thick stem. Were she at full power, she would likely have been able to cut straight through that, yet she were weakened and drained, stretched far too think over the last few days, and she swore, if they made it past this, she were going to rest and recharge the moment she had the time to do so. This could not keep happening. As for Cherish, the ghost were desperately over and grabbed hold in the princesses back legs with her ghostly magic, where she'd desperately try and pull the princess out of there. Hopefully she'd manage to get her out before shed hit a pitch and start to go into poltergeist territory again. It wouldn't bode well for any of them if it came down to that. ============================================================================================== @EQ_Theta "I do not know. Normal creatures are confusing. So many choices. Nopony to lead them. To tell them what to do. It is strange to not have a master. Easier when you have one. They tell us what to do. They teach us, and make us better. Master Discord tried with me. Then he were gone, and everything changed." Having the freedom to make whatever choice you wanted were a great thing for most, but Omen had literally been made to serve, and though her kind tended to eventually gain their own self interests and such as they got along and learned of how life were, Omen never had much of this prior to meeting Sen and Lin, and it were a slow process to make one get used to choosing their own paths, instead of just following orders, or go with other creatures who seemed like they knew what they were doing. She missed the point that the question were likely meant to ask what Sen and Lin would have to do as servants of Mother, since at least Lin had just been mentioned to be made by the ancient creature, in much the same way that Discord and other masters had crafted Omen and her formed siblings. "Lin is some of us. She can not sleep anymore. Will perhaps live long? Mother says it depends on the magic. Some siblings only there for a little. I have been here for a long time. Since Master Discord had a chaos world. Old home. Long gone now. Sen is strange. Magic in him. Can feel it, but I do not understand. He is not us though. Not broken like Lin." Her talking would answer some of the questions she had been given, but likely add some other ones to the fray. Poor Zo would end up with a headache and half a metric ton of inquires to his grandchildren once all were said and done at this pace. ============================================================================================= @Lucid_Nightlight "Psst, come over here. You'll want what I got. Great for four leggers." "Don't listen to her, I got the good stuff." "The strongest always come to me. Come on, you know I'm legit" "Special price. Only the best." The spiders started to crawl closer and speak to them in small voices once they passed the entrance to their cave, though they ignored Pringle. He didn't seem to have anything of value on him, and likely didn't want to listen to any of them. Lucid and the rest though, should feel them spin their wax nets near them to whisper them and use their small legs to indicate varied directions into the darkness they wanted this one to follow. "Don't listen to them, they'll either rob you blind, or try to sell you something. You wouldn't believe the sorta insurance scams goes on around here." Why would you make this? "Pff, logic's for losers. Come on, if we're lucky, our guest won't have reached the queen yet. She's gonna be So in debt with just, used car payments and deductible hocus pocus. I don't really understand half of what they're saying, but like, imagine they're tiny used cart salesponies. But with face melting venom." ================================================================================================ @Rising Dusk It would likely not surprise Minty that the taste of things around here tended to be more on the earthy and strong flavors. Even with the *sugar* they were able to harvest, most things they ate came from tough swamp herbs, ground vegetables and fruits such as potatoes, wheat, and roots of varied kinds. It had far less of the delicate, simple touch of some of the stuff you could find in Equestria, but if you enjoyed something more reminiscent of a hearty stew - which were also one of the food items brought forth in a small bowl - then Harrowmark quinine would be rather enjoyable. The bread would likely be the thing that would remind one the most of Equestria, even with the small amount of spices added to give it some more taste. The way that the pony rearranged her food into the strange looking higher up sort of presentation made Wisp - who had just showed up and Thistle give it some confused gazes, yet it were not up to them to tell the outsiders how to eat. If they ate differently where they came from, they were free to consume it all the same here, long as they did not force it upon others. Wisp for one wrote it behind her ear though, as something she'd have to look out for when she would one day go to Equestria. It would lessen at least one culture shock moment, though she expected countless others to still be waiting there for her. Regardless, their main focus were still on listening in to what Minty explained as she spoke of the O.M.I. and what it were that they did. Considering what she had seen Rising do, it made perfect sense that he would work for an agency such as that, though to think that there were several with his potential somewhere... It were a pleasing thought for sure, yet also made Thistle question what would happen were they to go rogue, or turn traitors. She did not think these had any interest in doing such a thing however. It were merely a thought that came from her ingrained suspicions towards others. Nothing she would currently act on or share with them. "𝕀𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕒𝕨, 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕪. 𝔸𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕔, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕞 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤. 𝕀𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕖 𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕕, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕦𝕡𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕. 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕪 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕕𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕔𝕣𝕦𝕕𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕖𝕗𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕨𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕠𝕪𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕜. ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕪 𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕠𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕕𝕤 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖." More she did not get to say, before Wisp cleared her throat and took advantage of the small hole in the conversation where she might interject. At which point, she would withdraw an old, leather-bound book she had set gently upon a nearby bench when she had been told to bring some juice to Minty before, and float it over towards the tall unicorn. "Please forgive me for interrupting, but you asked for the ledger?" Inside, they'd find hundreds, if not thousands of names and brief words of powers in case something special were there about them, spanning over the past two hundred years. Around their names would be some signs to indicate the status, such as alive (a heart) dead and staying so (a crude moth) risen (a skull) and so on. Some also had question marks as their whereabouts were unknown. If they would cross reference those along with ponies being marked as able to control wicker creatures, they'd find three different names. Wheatly Studdings. Willow Thornsby, and Craven Oakly. Their prisoner would be one of those more than likely. Also, they'd find that an earth pony mare around her mid to late fifties would step out of the crowd, once beckoned by Wisp, and would wander forth towards them. Her mane and tail were long and muddy brown with streaks of grey, but tied up into thick braids, with a base coat color of dark green. Her pale eyes would speak volumes of her nervousness in standing here in front of them, and among the citizens in this place, she were likely among the lesser dressed ponies, carrying only a simple dress that had clearly seen better days, but no hats, shoes, or the like. "And as requested, the daughter of Lily Monkshade. This is Gloom Sickle, and please don't be too harsh on her. It's not her fault who she's related to." "It's okay Will-O, don't worry about me. I don't fear our great savior's wrath will strike me down." Though she tried to be reassuring, her nervous glances said that perhaps her words were not as truthful as she tried to make Wisp believe.
  8. Area-51: its not like i want anyone raiding me...baka


  9. Hmmmm 🤔 Well Aerion has left to do um, what he wants to do. Maybe Dynamo comes back to finish coffee with her? They were having an interesting discussion about the possibility of games using illusions for VR, would it just be cut short like that? I originally thought that he'd invite her to the arcade and find out exactly how not good she feels about the place, since it's so archaic in comparison to using magic for games. Maybe Pinball would commission a remodel into Magitek? Would he want to? Quoting for visibility Seriously I have always wondered why the comic writer who created arcade machines in Equestria didn't just say ponies use magic for games. It just makes way more sense, but upgrading into Magitek is basically the same thing
  10. Banned because I think he heard you. He’s waving at the phone
  11. Merry Birthiversary! 

  12. Merry Birthiversary! 

  13. Merry Birthiversary! 

  14. That’s tough. I’d say Up Same question
  15. Well, I propably did my personal record as medic in MvM - I'm pretty proud now. :mlp_yeehaa:


  16. I’m probably going to eventually go through all of The Extended Zodiac quiz questions, but I’ll start off with these two: 7. Which option best describes what's more important to you? Understanding yourself, and fully knowing who you are? Or thinking rationally, and making strong decisions? 8. What idea is more interesting to you? The ability to fully understand your potential as a person? Or the ability to fully understand all potential consequences of your actions before taking them? I’m not great at changing text sizes (at least on my iPad) so good luck with that ^^;
  17. Rainbow Dash, you're Banned I guess, for not letting Baby Dashie know that Daddy has gone to work. I'm on my lunch break now if Baby wants to say hi and good luck to Daddy.
  18. I still think the arcade is possible. I'm just not sure how it'll happen. I know that they'll all be called to the castle, while something is going on that has word spread to Ponyville and beyond.
  19. Banned because he lives nextdoor and plays his music too loud when me and Soarin try to sleep. But not lately. I haven’t been home for a week. Joke’s on him
  20. @Dynamo Pad so basically the way the friends handled the rude patrons differently has soured the day for everyone? Is there no chance anymore to visit the arcade together? Then I guess Lektra has nothing to do besides work all day, and then she has therapy with Starlight in the evening
  21. I'm gonna go get cereal.


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