White Out

It was growing increasingly obvious that something exceedingly important was going on while Sagittarius sat scribbling in history/science class. This was a normal occurrence; he always seemed to be missing when the spotlight was up, and today was no different.

Would the teacher care if he left? Well, of course he wouldn't; he probably wouldn't notice in the first place. So the real question was; did Sagittarius care enough to do anything about it?

No, probably not. He didn't care enough.

In fact, as far as caring went, he was simply the worst there was.

For all he knew, there was a group of ponies about to go on an epic adventure to discover their true selves, overcoming obstacles and learning the value of trust, friendship, and teamwork, and Sagittarius was missing as usual.

But that would be silly.

Back to drawing ponies.

One hoof, two hoof, red hoof, blue hoof.

Death-on-swift-wings-comes-for-you-hoof.

What an odd bunch of ponies during lunch. Sagittarius had largely spent his class period trying to redraw them to the worst of his ability, and predictably ended up with a confusing mish-mash of hooves on paper, and a couple zodiac symbols here or there. And an equation for balancing some random chemical equation, since the teacher was talking about it. Hah! He knew he was in science class! Welp, back to drawing ponies.

Sometimes Sagittarius wondered if he was even capable of drawing quality art. Sure, everything he made was as shitty as it was because he meant to make it shitty, but what if he was just kidding himself and he really did draw that poorly? Should he try something less...wonlish? Maybe an actual portrait one day?

And then the instinctive 'meh' kicked in, and Sagittarius went back to doodling stupid stuff while the teacher prattled on about the history of the Guardians of...

Wait, he thought this was science class.

Never mind; there were more important things to be doing. Like drawing.

Erm, I don't mean to be curious demeaning, King_Sombrero, but I believe that you have recently dazzled broken the very same rule you yourself proposed of waiting two posts before submitting again.

Just a warning heads up.

Oops. Doodled for too long.

It would have helped just a tiny bit if there was an accompanying sound of a hundred screaming angels of death to mark the beginning of the next class, but apparently that was a right reserved for ponies that cared. What time was it? Half past a fetlock, judging by Sagittarius's lack of a watch. Oh well. Next class was that one where they taught stuff about ponies, so maybe his description would be vague enough to land him in the correct classroom. He decided against bidding farewell to whatshisfaceprobablyPisces next to him, and unceremoniously stuffed everything in front of him into the bag at his side. Excluding the half-finished soup, of course; he wasn't that stupid.

Hup.

Alright, bag across his back, and probably negative four minutes to spare, judging by the rush of ponies leaving the cafeteria, and Sagittarius was somewhere that wasn't the cafeteria. Probably science class. Or history. They talked an awful lot about some stallion named Bill Neigh, so either it was a particularly history-based science class or a particularly science-based history class. Either way, Sagittarius did what he always did, and began a new 'masterpiece'. Ooh, maybe something about whatsherface. The one with the Taurus symbol on her flank.

You know, the one he saw collapsed on the floor with a blanket and decided to walk past instead of inquiring. That one.

Maybe he should have done something about that?

Meh. His usual level of 'helping' was about as useful as doodling shitty drawings during science/history class, because honestly, that's exactly what he did.

What was all of this chit-chat about cutie marks? Everypony was apparently flipping their hooves in the metaphorical air over how zodiac signs were a thing. So what? Sagittarius had a zodiac sign for his cutie mark, and nopony ever asked him about it. Well, nopony really asked him anything anyway, so maybe that was the reason. Hey, and a new guy. Pink dude. And, surprise surprise, he had a zodiac cutie mark too. By the apparent pattern emerging, his name was probably Pisces. Sagittarius added a little Pisces sign to the piece of paper. That made, like, nine signs. Oh wait, ten, including him.

So, there was...

Virgo. The Blue one. He added a blue curly 'M' sign for that.

Scorpio, the unicorn that looked straight out of a Hearth's Warming Eve story. Heh, green and red. Sagittarius saw what he did there. One curly 'm' with an arrow at the end for him.

Aquarius, the short purple unicorn that seemed keen on suffocating herself by holding her breath. Purple zig-zags.

Aries, the red unicorn with the weird-looking horn. One red 'V' for her.

Ooh, Capricorn was the one that took a hoof to the face! Heh, and now an icepack to go with it. A stylish 'n' with a loop on the end. Purple.

Libra was the light-blue one (jeez she was tall too) with mechanical wings. The '=' sign with the top line kinda curvy. Done.

Taurus was the one that kicked whatshisface in the face! Which was pretty awesome, so her little brown '♉' symbol totally got a pair of shades and a two-hooves up in Sagittarius's book.

Leo was the light-blue unicorn with the blond mane and bracelets. What was his deal? One little 'o' with a squiggly at the end for him.

And then there was this douchebag sitting next to him. That was a bit mean to think, but it wasn't like anypony was a mind-reader, so Sagittarius felt he was justified in thinking whatever the buck he wanted to. Pink unicorn with a douchey-looking blue mane. One particularly douchey-looking ')-(' for him.

And then there was him; Sagittarius. He didn't even bother putting his sign on the paper. It wasn't like he was going to forget who he was anytime soon.

Why did blue pencil taste so weird?

Meh. He kept his doodling.

Alright, after messing scrambling around for a bit trying to find out exactly who everypony is in this RP, I went decided to simply post the character profile links here to make is easier for everyone.

I have to say, White Out, I really love your posts, So funny and entertaing.. Much better than mine xD

Well golly-gee willikers thank you! I'm always trying to write good well. Or at least semi-well. Or semi-professionally, quasi-well.

Zillyhoo Anyhoo, thank you for the compliment!

Horseshoe? Sagittarius didn't even notice that.

He spat out the black pencil he'd been using to color in the recently-beaten pegasus, and switched to a nice silver-colored one.

There. Four 'U' shapes that were vaguely near the hooves of the yellow stallion. Good enough. Oh, and sunglasses too, because sunglasses were soooo cool. And who was this brown mare all the sudden? He needed to add that too. And the green gem bracelets on the front legs, for accuracy. And a green stripe on the mane and tail. Yup, he officially lost track of what he was supposed to be looking at. Ooh, and candy-red for the blood on whatshisface! And blue tears, for effect. And a sandwich on the ground.

Ohshi- Whatsherface totally kicked him! The blueish colt moved quickly to erase one of her brown legs, and draw another one connecting with the yellow guy's face. Accented with 'action marks', of course.

Sagittarius smiled to himself. It was bucking marvelous. Definitely the absolute worst thing that had ever reared its ugly head on a single piece of paper. It had a beauty only a mother could be ashamed of and want to smother in its sleep.

He calmly folded the masterpiece, and tucked it into his bag again before conjuring another blank one and taking another sip of whatever was in that bowl in front of him.

Aaand class was over. Another perfectly shitty drawing. Some black pegasus? Sagittarius wasn't even quite sure what it was he drew. Something with wings, and it looked remotely like something that had four legs, so by their powers combined, he reasoned that he managed to draw a pretty shitty-looking pegasus. And he colored it black, so there he had it. He packed up his 'artistry materials' (consisting of One [1] Yellow No. 2 Pencil, One [1] Box of Colored Pencils, and One [1] Sheet of Recently-Defiled White Paper), and slid the saddlebag onto his back to the best of his ability.

"And remember class, the homework for next week is-"

In actuality, class wasn't really quite over yet, but nopony seemed to care (or notice) when Sagittarius came or left anyway, so 'lunch time' was when he was hungry enough to leave the classroom and wait at the cafeteria. Today, that was three minutes or so ahead of the bell. As usual, nopony gave a flying feather when he walked out of the room, and the professor just kept blabbering away about the homework for the subject that Sagittarius was still on the fence about whether it was Math or Philosophy.

And so he sat. And he waited. And the lunch was declared with the usual sound of a hundred screaming angels of death, which meant he could go get his food.

And, as usual, he had quite a time trying to get the cafeteria mare's attention long enough to get his food.

Soup. Or something reminiscent of something that could once have been called soup under dim lighting by a blind stallion. Meh. Sagittarius sat himself down, and casually scanned the room while he ate.

Oh, hey. A fight.

Out came the pencils and paper.

Finally, the class was filled with plenty of whatstheirfaces, and the prime whatshisface himself (the teacher? He was pretty sure it was the teacher) walked to his usual spot, and everypony looked about as excited as Sagittarius was, which meant that this class was definitely either Math or Philosophy. Or some combination of the two. The teacher was blue, which meant something something 'pony' something. He wasn't very good at paying attention to pointless details.

"Alright class, today we're going to be starting on-"

And out came the paper and pencils. Sagittarius was pretty sure he was going to draw...something...doodle-y. The taste of No. 2 pencil was an acquired one, and one that the bluish earth pony had definitely acquired. Some unicorn magic would be pretty cool. He bet unicorns didn't even know what paint tasted like.

Scribble scribble scribble.

No, he was not a talented artist. Saggitarius was a pretty horrible one, if he did say so himself. In fact, he was so bad at drawing that he liked to consider his work a whole new level of shitiness. Like, if there was an x and y plane on which you could rate art based on shitiness, he would be somewhere along the z axis, and he loved every moment of it.

A glance up from his 'masterpieces' revealed that he still didn't recognize anypony in the room, which fit moderately well considering nopony usually recognized him either. Another day, another shitty drawing.

First class? First class was...he forgot. Something something 'pony' something. Sagittarius was better at remembering room locations than the actual classes taught, so the one that was down that first hallway, up those stairs, and three lefts, a right, and finally giving up and looking at the map in his saddlebag, he arrived in...Magic Study 101. What?

Oh, he had the map up-side down. Another walk across the school later, and the bluish-gray earth pony waltzed into the correct class. He was pretty sure it was math. Or philosophy? There was stuff written on the board, and that 'stuff' looked suspiciously like either very advanced mathematics symbols or the 'therefore' symbols you'd find in philosophy books. Either way, he took a seat in the closest chair, and waited patiently for the sound of a hundred screaming angels of death to announce the beginning of the class.

Sagittarius stared at a toaster.

He did not like that toaster. That toaster was the only thing for the past few months that gave him access to warm breakfast, and now it was broken. The pieces of bread, in blatant mockery, decided that no, they weren't going to magically turn into a filling part of his complete breakfast that day. He glared at those pieces of bread, hoping that the term 'burning holes with your gaze' could take literal form. But no, unfortunately for him, as an earth pony, magic was a fakey-fake thing that didn't exist, and he had to deal with broken toasters and the sort.

Didn't he have something more important than bread to be staring at? Like, a board? At school?

Yeah, he should probably have been on his way to school at that point. Stupid bread.

Well, bread wasn't going to stop him from getting an education. It also wasn't going to stop him from eating said bread, as it had no form of defense from being chewed on.

And to school he went. If anypony were to ask the often-ignored pony, he would have given his opinion of the establishment as a waggled hoof and a 'meh'. Not to say he didn't like the place, but aside from art class, he didn't do much but half-pay attention while doodling. 'Aside from art class', because while in art class, doodling and doing his work were one of the same.

Well, school was school, and school would always be school, and Sagittarius was alright with that.

The gates, as usual, stood before him. He waltzed in without a word, deciding to ignore the idea of a passing 'hello' to the ponies already there.

Sorry My apologies for not responding for a while quite some time, but I assure you that I'm still here, and rearing to go. Just a bit hard to notice, is all.

Alrighty then That's great to know! Always a spot up good thing to hear; cheers raises my spirits as well. Zillyhoo Anyhoo, here's the link with the information required needed for the character.

http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/sagittarius-r2402

If there's something bad wrong with him, or perhaps something you would like prefer changed, don't hesitate to tell me let me know. I'm always willing to correct a mistake or three.

Oh dear. I'm sorry I apologize for that. My bad mistake.

Anyhoo, I read through that pdf file, and aside from the flying mechanics, everything seems to be par for the course. Erm, just one teensy tiny insignificant thing tidbit I noticed happened to have come across while reading: The charging bonus is listed as +1 in the example, but +2 in the listed rules for charging.

I would be absolutely happy ecstatic delighted to join this! Seeing as I have yet to join any Roleplays on this forum (having just joined, you see), I'm not entirely sure how to go about making creating a character, or posting one for that matter. Or, well, I know how and where to create one, but not how to submit it to this RP. After creating a character, should I simply post the link here, and claim a Title star sign? Does the character's name have to be the same as their corresponding star sign, for that matter?

Ignore my stupid questions. I'll be creating a character for your judgement approval shortly.

Oh, I'm just tickled pink excited at the idea of getting back down into a good old D&D game session, especially one which is set in the Equestrian My Little Pony universe! A few questions about pertaining to the specifics details, however: What is the idea system you going plan to use for gathering together and playing running a group of players through the game campaign? A forum-post thing style? Will it be in real-time, or something pertaining to reminiscent of a classic RP Roleplay on these forums, albeit plus a single GM DM?

And to respond answer the questions pertaining to the RP campaign itself:

To see one or two of the main mane six would be a fun thing happenstance, but I don't think I'd want prefer for them to be the main piece too central to the plot storyline.

I would much rather have the game set with the vanilla pony bodies mounds models we've all grown to know and love.

Unless you feel it's necessary to add other races, just the mane main three are fine for simplicity's sake.

Ah, and do remember that since Hasbro does own Wizards of the Coast, they do have legal grounds for presenting using anything in the Monster Manual of D&D. Thus the being presence of Cockatrices and Manticores and Ursa Majors oh my!

...just ignore me. I'm being stupid.

I think believe the exchange would go something like this:

"Thank you This dinner is good nice great fine delicious. My congratulations compliments to the chef."

"I baked it made it prepared it myself, thank you."

"Your You're welcome."

And then we would probably eat sit in silence for an hour or so, any talking conversation probably happening taking place as follows:

"So, how about those local sports teams?

I heard there was a parade yesterday.

Did you have a nice day today?

Where do you work?

Favorite color?

Need anything?

...how is the food?"

"Oh, I absolutely love it. You're a fantastic chef!

I need this recipe of yours! It's delightful!

I think you should consider a job cooking.

The best I've had in ages.

It's splendid.

It's nice.

...good."

I don't think believe it would work out.

Oh, I'm very open about myself, and pretty much everyone I

I like to tell other people about it if I know them, but other than that

Usually I'll just wear my shirt around and advertise myself about

I have a very big group of brony-friends, and pretty much all

Sometimes I'm kind of secretive, I suppose, but overall

Erm, I enjoy the show, and I love the fandom, and I talk about it with my friends sometimes. The ones who are bronies as well, I mean. Other than that, I'm extremely a bit secretive withdrawn reserved humble about it.

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...probably a bottle of white out.

This particular plot storyline trope is used almost to a memetic degree, and regardless of the show book medium that it's used in, the storyline never seems to bend from 'one character saves another, and then spends the rest of the episode event trying to get the debt paid off'. And yet, add pastel ponies and stir, *poof*, it's still a good great fantastic episode!

...the 3D-animated Timberwolves came as a shock surprise, though. I'm not sure I'm on the fence of whether I like it or not.

How it is

How is it

Hello! I'm pretty new to the brony fandom community, only discovering the show four six-or-so months ago. I assume I digress I suppose that if I didn't already love the show, I wouldn't be here, talking posting, so that's a given.  I've done a lot plethora excess little bit of RPing Roleplaying in the past, and I was hoping that I could track down some others whom who are similarly engaged over my stay time here. Either way, I'm content looking forward to ecstatic overjoyed

...eagerly awaiting for when I can make some friends!