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"Hey, while Artix gather's his composure, why don't we do some introductions? Get to know each other. Like talk about what you do for a living and stuff." Phil takes a bite of a fry, then continues to talk. "I'll start. My name is Phil Noir, I'm a private eye, and I'm from Manehattan. I hate momma's boys and I love red licorice. Who's next?"

"Well, I'm glad to see that you're ok. And you know, drinks sound good." Pinoak helps Kismet up. "I'll treat, and maybe you can tells us more about how you know her so well when you two apparently don't know each other." He looks towards Gale. "If you didn't see the show, my name is Pinoak Stringhoof. And if you did, now we're formally introduced. And what did you guys think of the show? Was it to much? Was it to little? What did you think?"

None of these points are true! I disagree with everything you are saying.

The showpony pops up, "Thank you! Thank you! I hope you enjoy the show! I'll be performing several more times during the fair, with a new story every time!" Pinoak disappears again, and leaves his wagon. "So what did you think of the show Kismet?" He looks over to her fallen form. "Kismet?" He trots over to her. "I know that the show was kind of scary, but it's a tale from the Brother Griff. You do realize that the ground isn't a comforting bed?" Pause. "Kismet?" He kneels down beside her, and gives her a couple of light face pats. "Kismet, come on, wake up now, wake uuuuUUUUp." He looks around frantically, "Can somepony help? I think she may need some medical attention."

"Wow, looks like a lot if ponies are waiting for the show. If you want, you could help with another show. It seems that it's my cue. Talk to after the show!" Pinoak runs inside the wagon. Moments later, the area around the audience starts to darken, and the stage seems to brighten. Pinoak pops out from the bottom of the stage and leans his legs on the bottom edge of the stage. "Good evening everypony! I'm sure most of you guys know me! If you don't you do now. My name is Pinoak Stringhoof, traveling puppeteer and storyteller. I've been all around the world! From the plains of the Zebra homelands, the mountain homes of the griffin kingdom, the high and low courts of Canterlot, and now here, in the lovely town of Ponyville, with an equally, lovely audience. Now, today's story comes from the griffin kingdoms. The story takes place in the Aponachian mountain, and revolves around a griffin hunter, and his seven dogs." As Pinoak describes the scene, he disappears beneath the stage. In the background mountains start to appear, and in the foreground, a small hut appears. "Now some of you may know, that the griffons are primarily carnivorous." The crowd gasps, followed by murmurings of Murderers and Savages. "Woah woah woah. Calm down everypony. They aren't being savage at all, this was not only a different time for griffins, they had to hunt because they also need to eat. Now, where was I? Ah yes, I remember now!" (OOC: Major Puppet actions are in between ** ) In the Aponachian mountains, there lived a hunter, his mate, and their seven dogs. The mate one day, received a letter from her sister in the capital. *A female griffin walks out of the hut, followed by a male griffin and 7 dogs.* The mate says, ‘I’ll be back in a week. Don’t forget to feed the dogs and take them for their daily walk. I love ya sweetie!’ *The female griffin, the mate, gives the hunter a kiss* “Oh don’t worry about us dear. You know I take good care of my dogs. I love you too.” *The female griffin walks off stage.* ‘Alright boys, let’s go get some dinner.’ *All of the dogs barking while the griffin goes inside the house. Moments later, he comes out with a bow and arrow. The dogs start running towards stage left, followed by the griffin. As they run, the background is constantly changing, showing that they are running.* While the hunter and his dogs were going through the woods, they spot a new creature. *The creature pops up on a background tree* It was like nothing they have ever seen before. It was a black furry creature, with a long, hairless neck, and an even longer furry, bushy tail. The creature stared at the hunter, with it's huge, saucer eyes. *A pair of semi-transparent eyes start to dominate the open stage, looking right at the audience.* The hunter and his dogs were frozen stiff, scared beyond belief. After a long and silent pause, the hunter came to his sense and did the first thing that came to mind. He shot at the beast.*The griffin pulls back the bow, fires an arrow, and hits the beast right in the head. The arrow disappears. The illusionary eyes turn inward to stare at the griffin, while the beast’s neck stretches forward and stares him right in the eye.* But the arrow did nothing. It just vanished. The creature, without moving a lip, says in a quiet voice, “Ponmacho.”, then runs off into the woods. One of the dogs goes crazy, upset that they couldn't get it, and takes off after the beast, running as hard as he could. “Biscuit! Get back here! What do you think you’re doing?!” The group starts to chase after Biscuit. *Now, the background is changing from location to location, with the griffin and the dogs looking all around the stage. At this point, the remaining dog puppets start to search through the audience, causing some of them to gasp and giggle.* They searched for hours, but couldn’t find a sign of either one of them. The griffin returns home, enraged at the fact that he is missing a dog. *The set changes back to the hut. The dogs are still out and about in the audience.* The next day, he goes searching for his dog again. The hunter takes his pack out to where they first saw the beast. And like the day before, he shoots at the beast, it replies with a ‘Ponmacho’, and a dog takes off after it, never to be seen again. *Each of the dogs in the audience disappears, one by one.* This keeps happening every day until all of the hunter’s dogs have disappeared. On the final day before his mate comes home, he sets out to see if he could find any of the dogs. He goes to the site of where he met the black creature. *This time, instead of the creature having black fur, it has the fur coloring of the first missing dog.* ‘Ponmacho’ With a burst of speed that would make Rainbow Dash jealous, the creature takes off towards his hut. “What the?” *The beast puppet hops off the stage and starts to run through the crowd with the griffin in tow. After a few seconds of chasing, the scene changes to the hut, with the beast running inside, followed by the griffin. The house interior is revealed while everything goes black around it. Inside, there are six more of the beasts, all with the fur colors of the missing dogs, are staring at the griffin. Then cries of ‘Ponmacho’ are heard, from all around the audience and stage. The griffin screams* “GRRRRRRRRREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” *The audience jumps at the noise while the griffin runs out side. The hut interior disappears, and the exterior is revealed. The original black creature was sitting there. The two illusionary eyes appear again.* ‘Ponmacho.’ *The set fades to black while the audience starts applauding. They are abruptly cut off when the lights come up, showing the mate walking into the house. The doorway of the hut’s interior is revealed, while the rest remains black. The mate walks in, the rest of the hut is revealed, and another one of the creatures is sitting there, with the same feathers of the hunter, staring at the mate. The stage blacks out.* (OOC: Please please please PUHLEASE, critique this. I'd like to go back and edit it to make it as good as I possibly can. Normally, this story involves humans, and because I'm an oral storyteller rather than a word story teller, I haven't gone into a lot of detail with this story. The story is actually based off of a storybook I was read in 1st grade. I would give credit to the author, but I can't find the book anywhere, no matter how many searches I do. I believe it was originally a folk story from the Appalachian Mountains, but I can't confirm it. I hope you guys enjoyed it. And sorry about the delay. Sidenote: Sorry about the formatting. It's acting weird for some reason. I don't know why.)

@, "Well, that'll be all but one of us. I'm a detective. I understand why I'm here, but you guys do have a point. And I'm not trying to sound rude here, but why is everypony else here?" He looks towards Artix. "Or is it something on the lines of safety in numbers? " He leans over and grabs a hoofful of hay fries and puts them on his plate. "And do you have any ideas as to who the killer is? Anyone on staff with some motives?" (OOC: Sorry about my lack of posting. I think the word 'Skyrim' says enough. After this week, my postings will go up immensely.)

My favorites are how not to hide, and the scene from Life of Brian where he is trying to tell the people to leave him alone. Brian: Just go away and leave me alone!! Follower: How do you want us to go a way? Brian: I don't care, Buck off! Follower: (Pause) How do you want us to buck off?

"Let me guess," Phil says as he starts to walk over to Artix. "That ghost there was the murdered mare from the paper, isn't she? And is it safe to assume that she was your wife?" Phil pulls out a piece of licorice and offers it to Artix. "Listen bub, I can kind of feel ya when it comes to losing a woman. This might help lift your spir- I mean calm you down a bit. I'm more than willing to help. But I can't help, unless you calm your tits and explain everything from the beginning. And is it also safe to assume that she is the reason why we are all out here tonight?" After a few moments, he sits the candy beside Artix, waiting for a response. (OOC: Sorry about the post times, I just got off for spring break and I've been kinda busy. I will be faster in posting from here on out.)

Flick. A match lights up. Phil quickly noticing the two in the chair. "Hey lovebirds, stop making the lovey dovey and start with the-" The light goes out. Flick. "Nighty lighty, I might run out of Flick matches soon. So please snap out of it Flick or somepony find me a candle." The light goes out. "I don't know how many more I got Flick ain't wasting anymore. Sorry folks." The light goes out and doesn't come back on.

"Hang on, I think I have some kind of flashlight in my pocket. We can use it in the mean time." After a few moments, of a jacket rustling, there is still no light. "It's not in that pocket.... not in that one.... my candy pocket..... Crap." Phill looks up in the direction, still searching his pockets, "Sorry guys, I don't have my flashlight," He feels a small box in his pocket. "Buuuuut, I do have a box of matches." And seconds later, a match flickers into existence, "And we do have some unicorns." The match goes out. "Mind giving us some light here? I don't think that my matches will do well as a light source."

I can help pre-read. I may not be good with grammar, but I can help with character and story elements. I'd be more than willing to help.

Well, if you don't have access to your computer, you could do one of a few things. 1. Look up pony drawing tutorials on your Ipod, and draw them on paper until your compy gets fixed. 2. Borrow a friends laptop. 3. Describe a character with text. You can always describe the OC with text. Right now, if you look at my signature, you'll see that my OCs don't have a picture, just text. If your OC doesn't have a back story, you should make one. It could help in describing the looks of the OC and give you more opportunities to draw him doing different things. I hope this helps!

Phil looks at Artix, giving him a once over. "Thanks for the hospitality and all, and for now, I'l play your game. And I don't mean slots or cards." He finishes his current piece of candy, grabs a hors d'oeuvre, and takes a seat. He finishes off his snack and reaches into his jacket. "But remember, with me, there are also two rules. 1. I don't put up with BS. And Two," He pulls out the paper he bought earlier, making sure that Artix sees the headline about the murdered mare. "I will find out what I need to know. And I'll burn the house down if I need to." He starts to chew on another piece of candy, props his hind hooves on the table, and begins to read the paper.

Pinoak trots away from his wagon. "Well, that was a useful trip." The yellow unicorn sighs as he walks towards the market. 'Let's see if I can find Boomy. Then we can head back and check out that trail leading from the egg.' "Boomy!" The unicorn calls out. "Where are you dude?" As he continues to call for Boomy, he notices that the stares from the townsfolk are starting to get more intense. 'What's with everypony today?'

"Exactly my thoughts." Phil says, interrupting the conversation. "So do you guys know why we were invited out here?" The stallion looks up at the Bellagio. "Don't you guys find it a bit suspicious that several random ponies are invited to a fancy place by some random big-wig." He looks back towards Maple and Max. "Me personally, when it comes to the upper society, I'm a nopony, and when somepony rich does invite me, they want something out of me. I'm not trustin this guy..." Phil chews on the end of the licorice stick. "Not one minute."

"I was wondering how I was gonna get there, and free drinks? Thanks, but no thanks. I've seen what drinks can do to ponies." Phil puts the newspaper into his overcoat, and pulls out a another piece of candy. "Let's get this over with." Phil climbs into the wagon, and sits off in the corner away from everypony else. Now looking at the other ponies, "It seems like we are gonna be stayin with each other for the next week or so, so, let's start with some introductions. I'm Phil, Phil Noir."

It could be pretty cool, and it could be a neat twist with the magic deficient unicorn, however, my Mary?-Sue senses are tingling. The first is the alicorn, and the second is making your OC second in command. Just make sure you avoid Mary.

It's a dark out when Phil Noir steps of of the train. A gust of wind whips his, mane, threatening to knock fedora off. He places a hoof to stop the hat from flying away. He sticks a piece of red licorice in his mouth, gives it a couple of chews, and pulls out a note. "Let's see here, the note says to meet at the Belaggio, Ballgo, whatever. The question is, where is it?" He stops a pony that is about to board the train. "'Scuse me miss, do you know where the 'Bellgio' hotel is at?" The mare gives Phil a look over, harumphs, and boards the train. "Thanks for the help lady, hopefully you are as stuck up as the rod shoved up yo-" Before he could finish the sentence, she had boarded the train. Phil let's out a long sigh and walks over to the nearest newsstand, tosses a few bits on the counter, and grabs a copy of the latest edition of the Equestria Daily. "Mare murdered, more on page C4." Phil flips through to the right section, "Mare murdered...guards won't reopen the case.... husband distraught..." The stallion trots to a bench and continues to read. (OOC: Formatted. I found a fun way to distinguish my character's voice.)

"First things first: Go to the library. I think the librarian might know what this egg is. Or at least, know a spell to fix this book." Pinaok floats the book into his bag, the egg onto his back, and the bronze dragon marionette, Dralthor, beside him. He starts to walking towards the library, and on his way, he notices that the local townsfolk are stopping to stare at him. He starts greeting, nodding, and waving at them as he continues his walk. "Hello there... How's it going...... Pardon me... Sup.... They're probably staring at Dralthor." Now the dragon is starting to stare at ponies. As the stallion continues to walk by, he notices the stares are starting to feel more hostile. "Umm.... Hel- oh look! My destination!" He walks up to the tree's doors and gives a polite knock. He knocks for a third time when he notices a note on the door. Spike and I are currently doing research in Canterlot. We won't be back until next week. So until then, the library is closed. Sorry for the trouble, -Twilight Sparkle "Well isn't that just great." Pinoak sighs, "Looks like I'm going to have to find somepony else to fix this book. Might as well drop the egg off back at my wagon." With a dejected look, Pinoak heads back to the wagon to drop it off.

"Hey Boomy," Pinoak looks towards Boomy, "On the way back to Ponyville, do you mind if we stop by the site where we were first attacked? I wanna see if we can find some sort trail from the creature we could follow, plus I want to get some of that egg and start examining it." After a few moments of thoughtful silence, Pinoak asks, "What on Equestria could have laid an egg that big?"

"Okay? That'd be wonderful! Traveling is so boring when you go alone. It's always nice to have a companion." Pinoak looks off to the side with a quizzical look. "Now that I think about it, it's always been someone else to find the paper and join in the quest." As Pinoak is staring off to the side, he takes a note as he looks at the sun. "OH! It's almost time for my first show. We can talk more about the outing later." He starts to run towards the wagon as ponies start to wait by the stage. Pinoak looks back, "If you aren't needed elsewhere, you could help with the show. It's always nice having an extra hand with handing me puppets. And it'll be fun!" (OOC: Sorry about the all OC post. I'll do it in the OOC next time.)

I round house kick you off the hill, and I use a folding lawn chair as my throne.