Emerald Heart

Angelica landed just outside the safehouse, and opened the door. She smiled a bit as she walked into Frost's room, setting him down on his bed."You better get sime rest, it looks like you hurt your wings or pretty badly. I'll go get some bandages." Angelica got up and began to exit the room, blushing bright red

Alright, I fixed it. Sorry about that, I didn't know what drugs I was on when I made THAT profile. Whoa, Nelly. I really need to think for once. But as usual, it would cause that burning head smell. Hopefully it's fixed.

Do you have a good enough reason for Light Streak being an alicorn? I see no Mary Sues, which is good. But being an alicorn is defenetly godmodding. If you really want him to be in the fimfic, please pic one-

 

Unicorn, earth pony, or peguses.

Sorry I looked at the wrong one, that's my own mistake. Light Streak is accepted.

 

(Normal) light streak is accepted. Sorry about that 

A time pony is a pony that can travel through time and space to help anypony who needs help in the past, present or future.

I will actually have to reject this one. Your OC, as the commented on your OC's character profile said- Is a Mary Sue. No peguses other than Rainbowdash could pull off a Sonic Rainboom, please edit your charecter profile and try again.

Can Light Streak be mentioned in the background as being a time pony? You don't have to, just asking.

I'll check out your OC, but as a user who does not know what the hay a time pony is, I would like that to be explained. please. Other than that I'll get back to you on the subject soon.

Well, ignoring Blue Moon's incorrect colors, it looks pretty good, and I like it. My only criticism is that the lines are a bit rough, but that's about it. Great job with it! Look forward to seeing the fanfiction!

Yeah, sorry about that. I did this on Paint.NET and the color choices were pretty limited. I could only do the closet that I could, I apologize.

I finished the cover picture for tje fimfic. It took me about three weeks to complete the entore thing, so I am pretty relieved it is finally done. I'll post it later.

Alright, here it is. If you don't like the base I used or something looks off please tell me.

 

-And yes, I know Blue Moon's is completley wrong color-wize and I apologize for that-

 

Name of OC: Emerald

OC image: (in file)

OC pose: something sad, maybe show her crying or something?

Cutie Mark Image: (in file)

 

I hope this is good enough, thanks a ton!

Frost slowly opened his eyes to see Crearive kneeled above him. He blushed a bit and smiled. He was about to ask how he had gotten from the "room" to his dorm, but before he could so much as open his mouth he was knocked back a bit by Creative hugging him tightly. He hesitated before slowly hugging her back. He was about to talk again before yet again he was cut off. Creative answered most of his questions in a rather rapid fashion. "Hey. It's ok I'm fine now. Blacking out is just one of the side effects to my arachnophobia." he said patting her head. When Creative pulled away from the hug he layed his head back down onto his pillow. He was a bit embarrassed that Creative had to carry him back to his room. His blush grew deeper as he looked her in the eyes. "So? How long was I out? And I'm guessing that Ms. Bubblegum was not to happy about my little escapade, and for the record. How did you get me out of there without getting into more trouble? You, didn't, did you?" he asked hoping that he hadn't got her in trouble for what he had done.

Creative giggled nervously. "Well, I just got ticked off at her for pushing you to far and called her clown-face, than I picked you up and carried you to your room. I..um, I wasn't there long enough to know if I was in trouble or not, though when I came in here Dilly Dally said some sort of thing about it not being...um...very cool for a mare to be going into a stallion's room. You were out for about four hours, no biggie.Besides..." Creative trailed off, she was blushing bright red. "You looked kind of cute when you slept...and, like i said. It was no big deal, you helped me earlier in class today so I paid you back, we're even now." Creative smiled, and  sighed deeply. She felt it coming, he was going to reject her. Why had she even said it out loud, or even let alone developed feelings for him? Creative swore not go get a coltfriend until highschool, but she wasn't sure about that anymore. "You know what? I'll just go and get a new washcloth for your forehead. I'll be right back." Creative blushed deeply, and headed out the door, mumbeling to herself.

Frost sighed at the inconsitoret nature of the two ponies, espeacially the head mistress. "Yes ma'am." he said trying to sound as polite and sincere as he could without punching her in the muzzle. When Dilly Dally asked them to follow him into the next room. Once he entered it took him a second for his eyes to adjust. Once they had, he froze. The sight of the spiders lining the piping that ran throughout the room caused him to become immobile with fear. He shut his eyes, shivering. "nononononononononono" he muttered to himself over and over trying to suppress his fear as best as he could. When he opened one of his eyes there was a spider dangling from its thread of silck almost a few inches away from his snout. He shed a single tear before he could not hold it any longer. He screamed and ran out of the room. He saw Creative standing in front of bubblegum, he figured that being with her was safer than any where in the whole bloody school. "Creative....." he managed to mutter before he passed out beside her

"Frost!" Creative ran beside him, and lifted his head up so that is was resting on her lap. She glared at the headmistriss. "What the hell were you thinking? You know what, don't answer that because you weren't thinking. I am going to go take him to his room and don't even say a word about it, clown-face. We are so not done talking." Creative picked up Frost, and began to walk in the direction of the stallion's dorms. She cast a glare over her shoulder at the headmistress. 

--

Frost awoke on his bed to see Creative kneeled above him, looking worried. When she saw he had awoken she smiled brightley. "Frost, I was so worried! You passed out after you saw that spider, and I took you here and I think we missed a couple periods. I just hope we don't get another detention, I don't care. I was so worried that you wouldn't wake up!" Creative hugged him tightly, showing just how worried she had been. 

 

@,@@Frosty V,  

Sunset was the last to enter the room, and curled up into a tiny ball as soon as she saw what was inside.

"Wh-wh-wh-why?" she whimpered. "M-M-Miss Heart, wh-why did you send me here...?"

She felt a spider crawling on her and squeaked, jumped up, and booked it out of the room. Outside, she curled up into another quivering ball, trying to remain unnoticed by the headmistress and other ponies.

 

Symphony walked in the room. The voices were starting to bug her. As soon as her eyes adjusted and three other ponies fled the room, she saw what was so scary. And the second she registered it, the voices screamed at her and shadows shrouded most of her vision. She squeezed her eyes shut, covered her ears, and shouted right back at the voices.

"Shut up shut up shut up shut up!" she screeched. "You're worse than the bugs and stuff in here! Shut UP!"

Still, she stayed in the room. It was true. She didn't care for poisonous insects or rodents, but she refused to be seen as weak on her first day.She lasted until she felt a rat scurry up her back. When that happened, she stood up, shook herself out, and cantered out of the room.

"Ah, you finally get sick of the B & B Ms. Symphoney. Now go and get your friend, make sure to meet us in the gymnasium straight after. Dilly Dally will take you."

Frost scowled at Ms.B when she told them they would be leaving last due to their "foolish behavior" previously. He was about to make a crude joke about Bubblegums make-up when Creative began to cry. He looked at her for a minute contimplating wether to reassure her or not.

"Creative.....it's fine, just block them o-" he was cut off by Bubblegum scolding Creative for crying all over her "new" carpet. "New carpet? Are you freaking kidding me right now? She cries on your carpet and you still get pissed? What are you?" he hissed through gutted teeth as he was taken by surprise when Creative hugged him tightly. His eyes went wide and he turned his head slowly to look down at her. He blushed deeply as he could barely hear her mutter that she couldn't take it anymore. He returned the hug after some hesitation. "Shhhhh it's ok. Don't listen to them, ok? Just listen to me right now, don't worry about them right now ok?" he said stocking her mane trying to calm her down as best as he could. He shot a glare at Bubblegum, "Are we free to go now?" he growled

"Yes, and please grab her some tissues ob the way out. They are on my bookshelf near the door." Creative sighed, hrabbed her saddlebag and followed Dilly Dally and the rest of the students out the door and into the gymnasium. But the group was soon stopped by a yelp that obviously came from their headmistriss. "Gracious! I forgot about the B & B! Nevermind, Dally I'll take them." Dilly dally huffed, and exited the room. The headmistriss took charge again. "Follow me, please." Creative stuck closley to Frost, afraid the lady was going to attack her once again. Finally, they arrived at a door. "Alright consatants, all of you inside this room." Creative followed Frost into the room, and what she saw horrified her. Black Widowes scattled accross the pipes, Bats flew making anmoying screeching sounds. Cteative fled the room, screaming. "Well? Did you like it?" The headmistriss asked her. "Liked it? I was in a room full of flying rats and insects that vould poision me. No I did not like it!" Creative glared at the headmistriss, thibking for a momment thay she may be a bit insane letting a bunch of muddleschoolers into a room full of hazerdous creatures.

Could you do a pic of my OC Emerald walking in the rain?

 

Emerald is seen usually crying, or getting bullied by others. Emerald is a homeless pony because of her sad loss when she was just a filly. and she gets reminded of it everyday. 

I'll try to post tonight, but if I can't ai will defenetly pos tommorow.

I've been working on something for a fimfic ai am writing, sorry.

Hey, if you really want you could use my OC Pixie Dust. I really don't have a lot written out for her, but that just means you can make her whatever. Shes pretty mischievous, so she could pull a nasty prank on one of the characters.

 

She's in my Signature 

Sure, she is in. But Pixie is going to be a reoccurring background character, alright? I like the idea of her character, and since it isn't fully developed I might not give her many speaking parts. But i will defenetley put her in the story.

Oh okay. His name is Royroger. He has a sister, and they're both bar tenders at their mom's diner.v

for some reason Royroger's  charecter sheet link won't work anymore. If you still want him to be in this fimfic, you will have to give me a link so I know what he looks like.

Creative looked at him, smiling. Her ears were folded down by her face.

(I am just going to skip the introductions, it is taking to long.)

"Now, contestants. Follow Dilly Dally, he will show you the way to the gymnasium. Bring your saddlebags and textbooks with you, you might need them." Creative saw Dilly Fally standing by the doorway, waving to the class. Cteative got up; but was told to sit down by Bubbelgum because she and Frost were apparentley going out last for their 'foolish behaviour' Creative couldn't hold it in any longer, she burst into a pool of tears. Creative hated the way she was being treated, she also hated this school, anf she hated the staff! They were mean, rude, and made fun of the studentes and Creative was posotive they didn't givea buck about their fears. More tears spilled out of her eyes, she heard Ms.B cursing at her for crying on her brand new rug. She looked at Frost, and with instinct she hugged him tightly. She held him close, crying into his shoulder. Whispering 'I can't handle it anymore, she scares me' in his ear.

(I was originally going to lower his age to 15 or 16 because of the school, but it's whatever.)

 

Frost smiled at his awkward comment. "Yeah it was wasn't it?" he kept his smile when she asked about his cutie mark. He opened his mouth to speak, but was startled by a hoof slamming on the desk. He looked up to see Dilly Dally scolding Creative and asking them to step outside the classroom with him. "Great first day, and I've already broken some rules." he thought, rolling his eyes, grabbing his saddlebags and walking out the classroom door and shut it behind him.

 

Dilly Dally began to lecture them on how they were trying to help them, but couldn't if they wrote talking over the teachers. "Yes sir." he muttered in a cold tone not making eye contact with Dilly Dally. When he mentioned detention Frost silently cursed to himself. He had always been a well rounded student, but this was beginning to spoil his record. "7:45 sir? That seems a bit late for detention, don't you think?" he asked softly not trying to sound hostile.

''Do not question me, young colt. Your Headmistress is rather a night owl, so to speak. Now, you two may head back off to your class. Make sure to take your saddlebags with you." Creative sighed, grabbed her saddlebag and headed back into the clasroom where Ms.B was clearly still doing the introductions. She looked at the two, close lipped when they came through the door. "Hello, contestants.  Go to your seats, and don't even think about talking to each other. 

 

Ivy glanced at the headmistress and felt slightly nervous. She then stood up and sighed. "My name is Ivy, and I have aquaphobia, which is a fear of water." She said. The silver unicorn then sat back down. "I guess it was worth it to basically tell her my fear. She is the one who's going to cure it, after all." The silver unicorn then sighed, as she waited for the other ponies to introduce themselves.

 

Tempest clenched his hooves as he glanced at Ivy. He didn't like how the headmistress was forcing all of them to divulge their fears to her, but he doubted that anypony would care, or that she was basically making fun of them for it. The cyan pegesus then sighed, as he waited for his name to be called. "I might as well get this over with, as soon as possible." He thought. He honestly didn't believe that this mare could cure him, or any of the other ponies at the school, without some form of basic torture. Something wasn't right here. "If she hurts Ivy, she won't live to see the next day.

 

(I might as well make both Tempest and Ivy sixteen.)

Creative sighed as she made her way to her seat, she was just in time to hear another pony introduce herself. Creative turned her head to look at the pony a silver unicorn. Headmistress Bubblegum's eyes fixed on Tempest, she pointed a bubblegum-pink hoof at him. "You, stand up. Name and phobia, make sure it is the actual name of it and not the definition, unlike some students who decide that it isn't important." her eyes shifted towards Creative. Creative gulped and slumped down in her seat, looking like she was about to burst into tears. This is just great, it's my first day and the first enemy is Ms.P? 

Frost chuckled at Bubblegum sarcastically. "Alright, whatever you say Ms. B." he scoffed as he sat back in his chair. He was taken by surprise when Creative hugged him tightly, his eyes went wide before turning to give a comforting look at Creative. "Hey it's alright. Nopony deserves to be made fun of any day, especially on their first day, even more so to a pretty mare like you." he said before mentally slapping himself across the face. "Wow way to be sutle." he scolded himself before turning back to Creative. "Dont worry, by the time this school has ended im sure you'll be well over your fear of long words. I'll even stay after class to help you if you want." he said blushing a little.

When Ms. Bubblegum mentioned starting their lesson in the gymnasium he sighed deeply. "Well that is just wonderful." he thought rolling his eyes. "When ever there is a lesson in a gymnasium, that always means the lessons going to be active or hands on, and given this schools purpose, it's not going to be very much enjoyable." he thought

(Just so you know, Creative is 14 years old. Depending on how old your OC is, I am not sure I'd we could ship them in this RP)

 

Creative giggled. "It's okay, I thought it was sweet. And kind of awkward. So, Frost what is your cutie mark for? Mine is for writing, which my Mom thinks is ironic 'cuz of my fear and all that. So, yeah." Creative giggled a bit, and opened her mouth to speak. But was cut off whena hoof slapped hard against her desk. "Ms. Heart. Itbis rude to talk when others are talking, Madame has told me to take you and Mr.Typhoon out of the room. Come along." Creative moaned, got her stuff and followed Dilly Dally out the door to a small office that Creative guessed was Ms. B's by the glittery pink wallpaper and easter-egg blue rug. Dilly Dally sat in the purple fuzzy office chair, anf looked at the two. "Madame wants to help you, you know. And she cannot do so with you talking during her class. Please refrain from this and we should have no poroblems." Dilly Dally picked up a pen with his grey hoof, and ajusted his black squared glasses with the other. "Now, I am afraid I have to write uour names down on the clipboared. Reporet to detention in Madame's clasroom at excatlu 7:45 PM."

Creative smiled up at him, and nodded timidly. Headmistriss Bubelgum glared at Frost. "I would most definitely never make fun of her fear, but I am simpily pushing her in the direction to get over her fear. And, Mr. Typhoon- I do not appriciate you insulting me. Dilly Dally spent quite awhile on my makeup today." Headmistriss Bubbelgum sighed. "Okay, once we have introduced one another I will take you all to the Gymnasium where we will begin our lesson." The Headnistriss pointed to Ivy, where ahe sat in the back row.

 

Creative looked at Frost, tears running down her face. She hugged him tightly. "Thank you very much, Frost. You just saved me from being made fun of on my first day. Nopony has ever done that for me, ever. Though, through this sappy scene I must admit that Dilly Dally is terrible at at doing Ms. B's makeup. She should think about doing it herself, being a mare and all." Creative sighed, and looked at Frost. "I hope my Mom isn't mad at me if I come home still scared of long words. I love her, and I don't want to let her down. Plus, I dkn't want to go back to my old school where everypony makes fun of me."

I would replace Black Widows with a saber toother tiger. At least around them you won't ever get poisened. Plus they are soo cute.

"Oh yeah? Try having a conversation with someone and suddenly scream when they use a super long word. But I guess it dosn't matter since all fears all equally terrible. You don't have to feel guilty, Frost. Ponies at my old school used to scream llong words at me, just for the fun of it. I've always been treated badly, because I'm a freak. A spazz, an all around werido. You are the first pony who has ever been nice to me. So, fear of spiders huh?  I bet you carry around loads of bug spray.”

 

 

Headmistress Bubblegum suddenly pointed to Creative Heart. “You, it’s your turn. State your name and your fear.” Creative stood up shakily, she glanced down at Frost for support. As talkative and open as she was, Creative was always shy when asked to share something in front of other ponies. Creative sighed deeply, and looked up at Headmistress Bubblegum. "I'm Creative Heart, I'm afraid of any long word ever written." Creative sat down, but she saw to her disappointment that the Headmistress was glaring at her. "Ms. Creative Heart, I asked you to state your phobia. Not the definition of it." Creative somehow held back her scream, and looked down at her desk. "Now, since one of our students has refused to listen. This will give our textbooks greater use, take out your copies of All the Phobias of the World and turn to page 198. Read aloud the name of the fear of long words." Creative was  scared. She wanted to hide under her desk for the rest of the class period. But she couldn't do that. She new she couldn't. Creative had to just face the fact that this teacher was about to embarrass Creative purposely n front of her entire class.

Frost smiled at Creative. When she asked for his name he barely opened his mouth before the "Ugly Pony" as he called her motioned for them to go into the class room. Once he had entered it took all of his being to keep himself from roaring and falling to the floor in a raging fit of laughter. All the pink wallpaper and ridiculous pictures were almost to much for the stallion, but he managed to compress his amuent into a small giggle.

 

He decided to follow Creative since she was the only pony he had really gotten to speak to him without laughing, scoffing, or walking away. He sat down next to her and slowly kept examining the room, which slowly became less amusing and more disturbing to him. He decided to quit thinking about it and turn his gaze back to Creative. "M-my names Frost by the way, and I hope your fear isn't extreme tackiness because this amount," he said motioning his hoof around the room. "will more than likely kill you." he finished with a slight chuckle escaping his lips hoping he hadnt offended the mare

Creative looked at him as soon as he said the word 'tackiness' Creative started screaming loudly, back anf forth in her chair covering her ears with her hooves. "No, please no! I don't want to do this on my first day, even if it is a School of Fear!" Finally when she had calmed down Creative looked at him, and sighed. "Well, no I am not afraid of...that. I am afraid of long words, and that is why you just saw me act stupid in front of the class. Sorry if you never want to talk to me again, it wouldn't be the first time." Creative sighed, and looked down at her desk. But snapped her head up quickly when she heard Headmistress Bubblegum's booming voice.

 

"Contestants, welcome to the School of Fear. You will be tested at great hiegths to get over each and every one of your phobias. I am Headmistress Bubblegum, and standing beside me is my Assistant and the stallion that cooks your food, my good friend Dilly Dally. Before we start the tour I would like each and every one of  you to stand up when I call you, tell me your name and your phobia than sit your flank back in your chair. Understood? Good. Alright, let's see...." The headmistress clicked her pen multiple times, creating an annoying never-ending clicking sound. Finally she pointed to sompony, luckily it wasn't Creative. But it was Frost.

Frost stepped off the train and began to push his way through the crowd. "Excuse me, pardon, sorry." he muttered to the ponies he nudged by until he could get a good view of the pony who was speaking to the students. Once he got a good view he wished he hadn't. The mare looked as old as dirt and the fact that she decided to pile on her make up wasn't making it any better than before.

 

He looked at the pony next to him, a mare (Creative BTW, trying to make convo here) he figured he might as well try to make a few friends while he was here. He cleared his throat. "Hmmphh, some school huh? Not really the flashiest school, but hey. I hear they have great food hear, really top notch stuff." he said letting out a small chuckle before really getting a good look at the mare. "Umm hey? You alright? You don't look do hot." he said softly to the mare who looked like she was about to burst in to a river of tears. "Oh Celestia!? Did I say something?! I'm sorry." he pleaded thinking he had crossed a line of some sort and began to feel guilty about his statement.

Creative Heart looked at him, for awhile she had just been standing there panicking. Creative had forgotten there were other students here, she looked up at the speaker. She tucked a strand of her brown mane behind her ear, and began to speak. "Yeah..I guess I'm okay. It's just...my Mom and Dad just dropped me off and at first I thought they were kidding. But now, I'm starting to get really scared. Not, you know- freakout scared or anything but I guess what I am saying is I love my family and I don't know if I can survive the summer without them." Creative sighed deeply and did her best to fake smile at Frost. "I'm Creative Heart, what's your name?"

 

Frost or Creative didn't have time to say another word, because Headmistress Bubblegum had just announced that it was time to go to their class, Creative sighed deeply. Thank CELESTIA I won't have to look at her in class, let's hope there is a real teacher in there! The students followed their clown-faced headmistress into their new classroom, Creative felt a little vomit go up her throat when she saw the room. The walls were bright pink, and the floors were not hardwood like any normal clasroom but they were carpet. And what's more, the carpet was purple.  Luckily the pinked out wall was nearly unseasonable, because of all the posters of animals with corny jokes on them. Like a poster of a hanging off a tree by it's tail, reading 'hang in there!'  the taxidermy dogs and cats were weird to. Stranger, though that each one of them had name plates. Creative sighed, and tried to hold the vomit inside her mouth. She took a seat in the middle row, right next to a cheesy poster of two penguins in the snow reading 'Chill out!'

Okay, thank you for letting us know. I will (try) to getnon my computer today as well. I have had homework latley sonce shool started. ^Sorry Frosty V^

Ther are absolutely no words....NO WORDS! To describe what my feelings are towards that.....thingy.

Heh, yeah I believe i wrote in my description that she wears a lot of makup. Anyways, you need to reply to this rp. 

Just so you know, this is Headmistriss Bubbelgum.

I'll make one for Assistant Dilly Dally soon.