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LeJAKoJAK

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  1. I change my name to Gary Stu, you automatically love me, we become besties, and you give me the hill because of my awesomeness.
  2. I turn into a vorpal elephant, run up the hill, destroying all traps, and crush you under my weight.
  3. Pinoak takes the piece of paper from Kismet. "I honestly have no idea. I've never seen it before." The yellow unicorn flops on the ground in front of the pegasus, examining the paper. "Hmm....... is that? No, it can't be, great grand puppet's? Wait, this is what dad was talking about?" His head snaps up and stares at Kismet," Do you know what this means?" Pinoak hops up, grab's Kismet's face, and essentially slams his forehead into hers. "This is a map to the Stringhoof's grand collection! Can you believe it? AREN'T YOU JUST SO EXCITED?!!?" He pauses for a moment, realizing how much of the mare's space he is invading, and quickly backs away. Sheepishly, he says, "Sorry about that. Well, first off, thank you for the help with the stage, secondly, thank you for finding this, and thirdly, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW--" Pinoak looks around, noticing the stares he is starting to attract, then appropriately lowers his voice. "Do you have any idea as to how important this is to me? Every generation, the current owner of the family wagon goes on a trip to my family's story library. And the current storyteller, IE, me, has to go and gain the knowledge of the generations before the storyteller's time. And it looks like it's my turn to go." He looks at the paper once again. "Looks like I'm going to have to skip Appleloosa this go-round."
  4. I drag and drop everyone off the hill, then right click and paste me on top of the hill, claiming it for my self.
  5. "Don't worry about us," Pinoak says as he takes the hoofshake, "We'll be fine. It's you guys that need to stay safe. Y'all are staying here longer than we are. So take care." "Have you heard the one about the pissed off mother-in-law?" Pinoak laughs. "I do, but I'll have to tell them at a later time when we can sit as a massive group. And from the way you look, you seem to have one or two up your sleeve. How about later we swap stories." He gives hypno a elbow bump and then holds out a hoof.
  6. @Snickers, "Thank you for the compliment. I'm glad you enjoyed my shows. " Now looking over towards Hypno. "My name is Pinoak Stringhoof, traveling puppeteer and storyteller. Sitting in the passenger seat is Misss. Sherbert Swirl," Pinoak starts listing the rest of the party off, pointing at them as he says their name, "Miss. Honey Seed, Featherstone, Judith, The nightlight, Irish Steel, a Miss whose name probably has something to do with music I don' quite remember off the top of my head, and," Pinoak sees the pony holding a bow, "Yet another new comer. Welcome to the group, sorry if I seem a bit annoyed, but you are the fourth or fifth pony to show up out of the blue." Pinoak starts to walk towards the wagon. "Now, with your permission Azura, let's go. All injured ponies/ponies heading to Ponyville, please come meet me by my wagon, so we can get situated. Best of luck to the ponies continuing the investigation here." (OOC: @Snickers, It's Pinoak, but don't worry to much about it. @TheRestofGroup f I left a name out, let me know. @@Revolver Bobcat, Here's one, I just forgot to color it.)
  7. Nein! I tell you the world's funniest joke and you die, leaving the hill to me,which I claim.
  8. Ctrl+Z, Ctrl+Z. The gravel hill is gone, and the original hill is safe with me sitting on top smiling smugly.
  9. I run back up the hill, pick you up, and drop kick you off the hill. I then sit down, wiggle my butt in my spot, and reclaim my throne.
  10. If you don't mind something that is (Purposefully) completely over the top and is a somewhat parody on the mecha genre, I'd recommend Tengen Toppa Gurren Langann. It's a relatively short series with 27 episodes, pokes fun at things serious mech animes do, the sub and the dub are just as good as the other, the fight scenes become ridiculously epic, and I feel that you can get attached to the characters. I'd also recommend Trigun and Full Metal Alchemist/FMA Brotherhood. All of these anime are really good.
  11. Rules: You must become king of the hill! To become king, you must dethrone the pony above you. To start, I pick out a hill and plop my fanny right on top, claiming that the hill is mine.
  12. Mother of Celstia. Now that you mention that, knowing my luck, something will happen. What have I done? But seriously, other than that one dude, I haven't seen anypony else troll or hack.
  13. Lets, see, if I had to rank which pony I was closet to, it would first be the one I was most like, Applejack, followed by Rarity and then Pinkie Pie. Applejack and Rarity were really close for me. Other note: I love what happens when you pick rock for the last question.
  14. There was one dude who started to troll an RP I'm in, but we simply had one or two comments that basically shut him down. The guy randomly came in, died, and came back as a zombie. He didn't even sign up or anything.
  15. @@Ms. J. L. Snickers, "Oh it's not a problem at all! Sorry if I seemed a little miffed earlier. I had an awesome, but scary dream last night, tired, and we have more and more ponies coming on our trip." Pinoak looks about the interior of the wagon. The floor is spotless, but the desk is cluttered with building supplies and the bed is still unmade. "Er, sorry about the mess. Didn't think to clean it really. Or at least my work bench." His horn glows for a moment as the sheets on the bed start to straighten out. "If you want, there's a passenger's seat beside mine while I drive, there's the roof you can sit on, or you could ride in here." The yellow unicorn's horn starts to glow as the random junk starts floating off a table and into a bin. Pinoak looks at the mare, "I think I may have seen you around Ponyville before. I'm Pinoak, the traveling puppeteer and story collector." He holds out a hoof to her. (OOC: Sorry about the post wait. Working on the blog entries.)
  16. Entry two: So earlier today, while I was working on a new puppet, I hear a thump on the side of my wagon. It was a curious thump, especially since I'm parked a little out of the way of the road where nopony would mess with my wagon. However, in my experience, when something thumps my wagon, it means one of three things are happening: 1. Somepony accidentally bumped into my while walking. (Which in this case is out of the question) 2. Someponies are getting a little frisky' thinking that nopony is inside of this wagon, which is unlikely due to my wagon being close to the center of town. Or 3. Somepony pasted a poster onto my wagon. I walk outside when an orange mare shoved a poster in my face. She wanted help investigating what caused the stallion's fears. But before I could ask any questions, she took off and started putting more posters up.When she left, I discovered a new addition to the side of my wagon. Guess what was it was? A FREAKING POSTER! Don't ponies understand that the poster's adhesive will ruin the paint? That it would ruin the wood finish? No, they don't. They never do. I'm going to the meeting tomorrow. I'm going to give her a piece of my mind. Or I would if she didn't seem so stressed. She'll need the help, so I'll still go. And who knows, this could turn into some sort of story.I could always use another story. Maybe I can use it as a follow up to the one I told yesterday. That sounds good. Maybe this could turn out well. That's settled then. I will go to the meeting tomorrow, see what she has planned, and get something out of it. Alright, time to crash. I'm going to need as much sleep.as I can for tomorrow, I have a feeling that I will need it. Link to the RP: The Haunted Woods
  17. Dear journal, Today was pretty interesting. It started off like any normal day: get up, go through my morning routine, and prepare for work. Right now I'm in Ponyville, performing for the locals. After a long day of performing for the school kids, making paper bag puppets with the kids, and trying to keep three fillies who called themselves, 'The Cutie Mark Crusaders,' I started a late evening performance about how the Everfree forest became evil for the adults. It was a creepy tale about two mares being corrupted by an evil magic, which later corrupted the Everfree forest. The story started to scare folks, just like I intended. They were loving it, until a a stallion comes running from the Everfree wood line, covered in dirt and blood, screaming like a madmare; scaring most of us and nearly killing a cyan pegasus with a rainbow mane and tale. Nopony moved. We tried to look for him but we couldn't find him. And of course, my performance was practically over. Everypony needed to calm down after that. So we all went to bed. Well, it's getting late, so I'm going to end it here. Goodnight. Link to the RP: The Haunted Woods
  18. This blog is about my original character, Pinoak Stringhoof, thoughts and feelings as he goes through his adventures. The adventures, of course are whatever roleplays I have him in. Right now, it will only focus on him, but as time goes on, it may include other characters. If you are one that likes to read through all the RPs like a story, Pinoak's entries may include massive spoilers. Other than that, I hope you enjoy reading the thoughts of my character.
  19. Looking at the new comers, Boomy packing everponies' bag, and everypony else starting to wake up. 'Celestia knows how this will turn out.' Pinoak rubs his faces and then looks towards the group. "Alright everypony. Boomy is right. We really aren't prepared for this type of situation, and we do need to see someponies to medical attention." Pinoak looks towards the mare with the broken wings. "Yes, we are, and yes, we think we found what attacked the traveler. We can talk about it on the way to Ponyville to get resupplied. Everypony who is hurt will ride my wagon, I don't want anypony condition worsening." The unicorn looks toward Azura, "We also need to notify some kind of authority, as well as talk to the stallion who was attacked and see what we can learn from him. It's something I'm surprised we didn't do at the start of this expedition. On the way back, I'd like to stop by the site of our first monster sighting to see if we can pick up any kind of lead as to where we need to go next, then head to town." Pinoak looks over and sees a blue, frazzled unicorn crawling out from the bushes. “Oh Celestia, you have no idea how grateful I am to see other ponies out here! Are you the group that was looking for the monsters?” "Yes, we are, and it seems like we are heading back to town, if you were looking for us to begin with, we apologize for making you come out on a long trek just to return once you got here." The unicorn takes a deep breath and walks to his wagon and opens it, then turns back to the group, "One last thing, if you are riding in my wagon (Which there is plenty of room inside and on top,), please don't touch my puppets or tools. I'm pretty OCD about that stuff. Now, while everypony prepares for the return trip, I have some cleaning to do." And with that, Pinoak enters the wagon. (OOC: Note about the wagon, it's pretty much a gypsy wagon. So when we are resting, and I'm inside, I can't be seen. And also, WELCOME NEWCOMERS!)
  20. "ZZzzzzzzzzzzz-Snerk SNORK huuur...... Don't mention it, I always have an emergency tuba stash nearzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz hurk" Pinoak feels a little bump and it stirs him in his sleep, "Five more minutes mom...." Another bump hits the wagon, this time, a bit stronger. A few pots fall off the wall, making a racket and waking Pinoak up. "What the he- WOAH!" A final bump tips the entire wagon over onto it's side, away from the lake. Pinoak falls to what is now the floor as stuff just piles on top of him. Pinoak manages to dig his way out of the pile. "What the hay hit me?" Pinoak's horn glows a bright yellow as pony sized platinum dragon pushes it's way out from underneath the pile, accompanied by the bronze dragon and silver dragon. He climbs his way over his belongings, making his way out of the door. He looks around, and sees a wet creature like the one they exploded earlier, but much, much bigger, standing in the water, looming over wagon. It's menacing, sickly red eyes stared bored right into Pinoak's. "By Celestia's Cake." SCREEAAAAAAAAAAAAAW! "Alrighty everypony, WAKE UP AND BEAT THE BEASTIES!!" Pinoak screams as his horn flashes a bright yellow, sending the dragons off in three different directions towards the monster. The silver and bronze dragons are flanking the monster and shooting their normal fireballs, as the platinum dragon flies straight for it's face, and unleashes a ball of molten metal at it. And right when it collides, the scene disspaears, leaving Pinoak staring at the ceiling. "Huh wha, monster!" Pinoak floats the bronze dragon puppet over to him as he rushes outside, seeing absolutely nothing. He looks around frantically and realizes that there is no beast, just a faint shimmer of the shield and a pony looking at him strangely. "Heh heh, um... good evening Boomy, mind if I join you on watch?" (OOC: @@Revolver Bobcat, the dragons were marionettes that had a mechanism that could shoot little fireballs as a special effect. But they could cause a little damage.)
  21. "A bit of both really. We usually try to fix carvings if they get to faded. But if they can't be saved, We'll carve over them." Pinoak pauses, and takes a deep breath and places a hoof on one of the carvings. "When there is absolutely no more room left, we give the wagon to the previous owners for them to keep, and make a new, blank one. I'll have to give this wagon up to my parents soon. I think I have enough space for one more carving." Pinoak looks to the rest of the group. "I think we've spent enough time relaxing, we need to start planning. I think we should first determine a watch order, and then figure out where we should go next."
  22. "Huh, that's weird. I didn't know that trolls came down this far from the youmadlands." Pinoak looks over to Steel,. "These carvings are actually a bit of both. Each one of these carvings represent an area my family has performed in. I come from a long line of storytellers and puppeteers. The wagon is passed from generation to generation, and every generation adds their own carvings of new towns, new adventures, or just places that have some meaning." Pinoak points to a carving of an apple tree and a barn. "This one was carved by my great grand parents when they came to Ponyville to perform at Sweet Apple Acres.". Pinoak looks at the carving of a waterfall. "And this one represents the adventure we are on right now. I would have added the monster we saw earlier, buuuuuut it exploded and I don't that having monster gore on the side of my wagon would have attracted many customers." (OOC: Proton, if you are interested, apply on the OOC page. Azura, we should probably mark this RP as private with a note saying spit on the OOC page.)
  23. Pinoak pulls out a bag from his wagon, pulls out a marshmallow, and sticks it onto a nearby stick. He walks over to the glowing smith and holds and pretends to roast the marshmallow over Steel's head. "Nothing like a freshly toasted marshmallow." Pinoak's horn glows faintly as he toasts the marshmallow. After the mallow is a nice, light brown, he floats it into his mouth. "Mmmm..... Anypony else want one?" Pinoak offers the bag to the group, laughing at Steel's shocked face.
  24. "Well, I have some oil in my wagon, but I really need to get the stage out. It shouldn't be a problem, just need a little bit of muscle to help get it unstuck. And even if I wanted to oil it, I still need to pull it out first. But thank you for the offer for grabbing some oil. And as for the handle, it's fine, it locks so ponies can get a better grip on it." Pinoak notices the odd looks at the wagon. "And if you are wondering about these carvings, each one represents a new town or area my family has visited. I'm a traveling story collector and puppeteer, as were my parents, and was my dad's parents, and so on. Some of these carvings go back about 100 plus years." Pinoak points out a carving of a barn and an apple tree. "This one is Ponyville's Sweet Apple Acres when my grandparents visited Ponyville for the first time. OH! But if you want, we can talk about the carvings later, we need to get the stage out! So how about you pull the handle, while I pull it with magic. Sound good to you?" Pinoak looks at Kismet and holds out a hoof, "I'm Pinoak by the way. And you are?" (OOC: @@Love*Potion, Sorry about taking a bit to post. If you want, you could temporarily take over my character to describe how you help with the stage and getting it pulled out.)
  25. "AAaaaaaaand I have everything ready." Pinoak looks around his wagon home, looking at various props and puppets strewn about the room. "I believe I'm almost set for the show." Pinoak stretches his forelegs over his head and trots outside. He walks over to the side of the wagon that is facing the road, and starts pulling at a handle on the same side. Pinoak gives it a strong tug, but it doesn't move. He tries again, but with the same results. "Looks like I need to give her a good oiling later. She's stuck pretty tight." Out of the corner of his eye, he spots a lavender mare with a brown mane and tail. "Um, excuse me, miss." Pinoak comes up to her and asks, "Are you one of the volunteers? If you are, would you mind giving me a hoof with my stage? It's a bit stuck....."
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