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Whilst Pondah is on an accidental one-stallion mission to obtain accidental get Mares to hate him.
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Having finished what he came to do, Pondah stopped day-dreaming and got up to leave. At the door to the café, he turned to face the rest of the café. 'All these ponies chatting and having fun with each other. How do they do it? What does it take to be sociable and charismatic. I've met one sociable pony already, but she thinks I'm a jerk.' With his ears drooped and head down Pondah exited the building and entered a nearby alley-way.
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After a moment of being seated, a waiter approached Pondah for an order. "Plain tap water for me." Pondah said as he presented the single, scavenged bit from earlier with a sense of pride. The waiter disappeared temporarily and returned with the drink, placing it on th table in front of Pondah. 'So, today's achievements. I've successfully convinced two mares that I'm a complete jerk. Smooth move Pondah.' Pondah glugged back his drink in one and just sat, staring into space. (OOC: Anyone up for a time with Pondah?)
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Pondah's face went back to one of sadness. 'Well, I screwed that one up. What a strange mare. She acts like she's 7 years old.' Pondah began wondering down the street in the opposite direction to Bubble. Suddenly, a small glint caught his eye. A single bit was sticking from the ground. 'Jackpot.' Pondah plucked it from the ground with his teeth and galloped towards the café. Now finally able to buy something, he made his way into the café and re-seated himself in his isolated seat.
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Bubble's apologies and constant try to please attitude finally got to Pondah. He stamped a hoof on the floor and raised his voice. "It's not your fault! I'm just annoyed that I've wasted your time. You asked a question and I wasn't able to help. I've wasted your time. I've taken nothing else bad from this so nothing has been your fault. Understand?" Pondah exhaled loudly and managed to drag his head up to face Bubble. In a slightly calmer voice, he told her, "It's my fault. Not yours."
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Pondah had to agree with these "some ponies". Bubble's constant cheer was starting to grate. "I'm sad because I felt like I've wasted your time. You asked a simple question. I had no answer. That time could've been spent finding that hotel but I wasted it with my ramblings." Pondah paused for a moment. "And, for the record, inconveniencing someone is to cause a trouble or difficulty. I caused difficulty by giving a useless answer." @
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The mare's constant happiness was began to have an effect. Pondah smirked at Bubble's comment. "I'm not really looking at anything. It's just what I do when I feel sad and embarrassed that I've inconvenienced with my talking." OOC: I think Pondah and Bubble (Pondanbubble?) are the only ponies near a bench. The rest are in a café.)
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Pondah didn't smile at Bubble's jokey comments. "I'm Pondah." he said, with his face still pointing down. "You were Bubble, weren't you?" (These red bits are thoughts, just like italicised blue) 'Look at her. Charismatic, upbeat, kind. All these good qualities. What have you got? All you've got is what you are. Nothing.'
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"Umm... no." Pondah said. "I'm here on a holiday. Well, not really a holiday but a micro-holiday. A holiday in a holi... what am I doing? I speak too much..." Pondah's face grew progressively more embarrassed and he began to stare at his hooves. "I can't help you." Pondah broke into a near silent whisper. "I can't do much, really."
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@ Even through his hooves, Pondah could hear he was being addressed. Upon hearing the pony speak to him, Pondah jumped, causing his head to hit the bench with a dull thud. "Ow..." he moaned. Seeing as he'd been found, Pondah slid out from under the bench. With an embarrassed look, he replied, "I had reason to be under their, but it's a long story."
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You could always try your chances with Pondah. He's still in the bench bunker...
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If it helps people, I sleep from 10pm-7am (GMT). I live in England so my active hours are different to the others.
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Pondah gave a sigh of relief when the unicorn was moved to her seat. He followed the next waiter who took him to a seat in the far corner of the café, away from anypony. 'Let's see, things for free... ooh! Free salad! With purchase of any main. Damn. Wahay, here we are! Tap water. Let's see... 1 bit. Balls.' @ Pondah got up from his table with a sad expression. He sluggishly moved out through the café, giving the yellow unicorn one last sorrowful look before leaving. He returned to his 'bench bunker' and placed his hooves on his ears. 'At least here I can block out reality slightly.'
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'Oh... she wasn't attacking me... Perhaps I should gave that café another chance' Pondah slowly slithered out from beneath the bench bunker and made a slow path towards the café. After a moment to relaz slightly, he re-entered the café. He stood, quivering and anxious, and waited for a waiter... again.
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@, Pondah, caught un-aware, hit the floor with a thud. He quickly got back to his hooves and began to panic. "Oh no, first day and I've been attacked. I'm not going to survive here. Got to get out, got to go, got to live." Pondah said in his panic. He left the café and began to gallop down the streets as fast as he could (which, admittedly, isn't particularly quick). He found a bench and hid underneath it. 'I'll wait here and then make a break when it seems safe.' he thought.
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'Right then, why don't we look at my holiday budget? It's... nothing! Let's hope tap water is free in that café' Pondah thought. He began to walk towards the café whilst taking in the sights. 'This place is big. There must be a ton of things for a completely broke pony to do.' Pondah reached the door of the café and took a deep breath to compose himself. He entered and waited for one of the waiters to seat him.
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'I need this holiday. Then again, aren't I always on holiday? Doing nothing, achieving nothing and being nothing. Your whole life is a holiday.' Pondah's eyes flickered open and took in the area around him. 'So this is where I fell asleep. A clearing near the city of Baltimare. How stylish.' He got up onto his legs and shook some grass and dried mud from his mane and body. After a moment to gain steadiness, Pondah set off towards Baltimare. He reached the city entrance and gulped. 'Let's do this. My holiday has begun. Well, my life hasn't begun again, but this holiday in the holiday I call my life has begun.'
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I must say, this is the fastest I've ever seen an RP go from sign-up to start.
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I'll join this one. I shall use my OC (link in my signature) called Pondah. This is the first time I've done an SOL with him but I should work things out.
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Today's game: Look at the friends list of a random user and pick one of their friends. Go to their friends list and pick one of their friends and so on. See how many users you must go through to reach one of your own friends list.
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Gbkrmt rm ATBASH rh ufm!
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I reckon I can handle doing both. I'd like Jolt to work in the insane (non-criminal) asylum.
