EldarSteve

I should be able to do both at the same time, different fonts for their talking and different colours should be sufficient to stop confusion.

Melbourne took the eggs from Daff. "Omelettes, of course. I suppose I could make you scrambled eggs if that is what you prefer" Melbourne paused for a second. "Oh, how's the patient going. Is he holding up alright? No vomiting or gangrene in his wounds and burns?"

I have steam and PSN. On steam I play: Awesomenauts, DotA 2, Hero Academy, Jamestown, Magicka, Terraria, Torchlight and Dawn of War 2 On PSN I play: CoD Black Ops 2 and Assassins Creed 3 Steam= EldarSteve PSN= Gaelic_Vagabond

Orlando Bloom. their taking the hobbits to Isengard! their taking the hobbits to Isengard! their taking the hobbits to Isengard!

I'll join It sounds interesting. However If I may, can I have two characters? A student and a teacher? Student: http://mlpforums.com/topic/7467-boots/ He's doing a Bachelor of Exercise Science. Teacher: http://mlpforums.com/topic/7984-absolon-philip-mont-blanc/ Dean of Medicine. If I can only have one you can choose, I'll play either one.

8/10 for the pun.

Melbourne woke up, at first he was confused "This isn't my house." He thought to himself. Then he remembered "Ah yes,after that odd pony left I stayed to take watch over Ashwing during the night...I must have fallen asleep however." Melbourne looked around, it appeared he had fallen asleep in Daff's kitchen whilst making himself some coffee. He yawned and started looking through the pantry for something to eat. He heard some voices coming from the living room. He poked his head through the door way to see Daff awake "Pardon my intrusion Daff, but do you have any eggs?"

Well, I'll be the dancer then :3 I was always a pro at doing the tango anyway. as for how he permanently dyed his fur.....

oh no no no no no, Azrael is full unicorn, his family tattooed themselves as a way to better integrate themselves into Zebra culture, I just realized I forgot to put that in his bio, this is now corrected. As for the six gifted, after getting an idea I still think it would be interesting. So either the dancer of the composer, which ever makes sense for my character to be I'm not fussy. They both sound cool to me.

Okaly-dokely, done and done. I eagerly await to see if my application is accepted. Don't mind this text, it's just filler text.

This is definitely something I could get into. Quick question though, what are the six gifted, no doubt you've written it somewhere in these 41 pages but I really would rather not have to read every single one. IF I can be one, and assuming there are no major strings attached, I would like to be the composer. Moving right along, here's my OC. http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/azrael-r2427 And I suppose I'll join Moon and Star, If that's all right.

Melbourne had stood completely still as he watched this new stallion run outside then quickly come back with a bloodied nose. "Well you're a lively one. Just sit down here and let me help you get to sleep. Oh and please, call me Melbourne." "NO ONE calls me Atticus." Thought Melbourne as he walked upstairs. Once inside Daff's bathroom he let out a sigh. "No one around...good." Melbourne's eyes suddenly changed to a deep midnight black and just as suddenly changed back. "Ah good, now where was I?" Melbourne saw the towel, quickly grabbed it and trotted down stairs. "Here you are sir, now dry yourself off, and here." Melbourne's horn started glowing black and there was a quick sharp snap as Melbourne used his magic to snap Freshien's nose back into place.

Melbourne heard a ruckus outside Daffodils house. "Actually, hold that thought, appears we may have a guest." Melbourne swiftly moved downstairs at an unnatural pace. "Hmm doesn't appear to be anyone, except for Ashwing." Melbourne heard the door open and turned his gaze to the pony that now occupied the door way. "I had an awkward series of events happen to me and you put off an aura of generosity. May I stay the night?" Melbourne heard him ask. "Oh well unconformity that is not for me to say, but please, take a seat I'm sure Daff will not mind. But 'twould appear that something is a wee bit more pressing. 'Twould appear that you seem quite sick or intoxicated." Melbourne gestured towards a chair. "Oh but where are my manners, my name is Atticus M. Melbourne, at your service."

Melbourne nodded and walked into the kitchen, his mind still focused on other things. He walked to the sink and filled a cup with water and trotted back into the living room with the glass. "Here you go Ashwing, now how about you get some rest. Don't want to go into an anaphylactic shock from foreign magical substance in the blood now do we? Not that something like that is likely." Melbourne trotted up stairs. "Daffodil, what in Equestria happened? And more importantly, have you informed Mortimer? It is his duty to look into these matters."

Melbourne had been lost in thought. "What if I, no that'll only be a temporary fix..." Melbourne looked up. It appeared that even while daydreaming his body had automatically followed Daf. "What on...oh beg my pardon must have gotten lost in my own thoughts. Wait what happened to Ashwing? Melbourne moved closer, as he had been standing at the door to Daf's house. "Oh my what a lovely house. Now Ashwing, oh. Magic wounds, looks like some kind of fire or lightening perhaps." Melbourne nudged Daf. "Get some antiseptics, can't let the wound fester."

Melbourne inspected the surroundings, indeed it appeared that the unknown pony had disappeared. "Haha don't worry if Mortimer had of tried anything I can garentee that no harm would have come to you. Now, I suggest we go explore the town. I'm sure we'll stumble upon the new pony."

Melbourne frowned. "so the alicorn has a lover....good. I can use that." Melbourne quickly changed his facial expression to a smile when he saw Daff. "Oh but of course. Meeting new friends is such a joy one rarely gets time to enjoy... However before we head off, are you sure you're feeling well now?"

Melbourne ran up in beside Daffodil. "Now now, If your going to apologize to your cousin one insists he come with you. I simply must offer you my emotional support. 'Tis my duty as a gentlepony." "And besides." Thought Melbourne. "I still need to talk to Mortimer."

Melbourne sighed. Being ignored made him cross but witnessing school yard level immaturity from fully grown ponies made him furious. Melbourne swallowed his anger and approached Daffodil. "What was that all about, she seemed quite cross with you indeed. You two have history?"

Weirdest. I think the title should be evidence enough. As for the most embarrassing. Well. I don't know when I put it on there but I've never taken it off. Much to my metal cred's lamentation.

Melbourne walked back into town, unbeknownst to anypony he had gone for an early morning stroll, a habit of his. "Ah lovely. Now that I'm refreshed I suppose I'd best go to the store then, after that find Mort." Melbourne thought to himself. after trotting for a short time Melbourne noticed a small crowd in front of the convenience store, Mortimer included. "Hmm how convenient." Melbourne approached the group. "Good morning everypony. How are we on this most splendid morning?"

Melbourne strolled merrily towards his house. "Now." He thought. "Things can finally get under way." After unlocking the door with the specific magical signature required for his specially built magical tumble lock Melbourne entered into what would now become his home. "Hmm, I will hand it to the builders, they've gone to every expense to impress me." The inside of the house was simple yet elegant, fitting for a pony such as Melbourne. The floors were adorned with the finest polished mahogany and the wallpaper had a regal design in a deep maroon. The windows blotted out by thick heavy red curtains with the only source of light being a low hanging chandelier and a stone fireplace off to the right that he had installed. The walls were lined with book shelves and cabinets containing Melbourne's collection of books, nick-knacks and oddities he had collected over a lifetime of adventuring Equestria. Directly adjacent to the front door was a spiral staircase that lead directly to Melbourne bed chamber and study and off to the left was an archway that lead in to his kitchen. The builders asked if Melbourne wanted any other rooms for his house but he insisted that less was more. Melbourne sat down next to the fire and pulled out a new novel and began reading, tomorrow was going to be quite busy so now was time to relax.

Melbourne nodded. "When I last checked yes I do live down Viten, not quite sure which number however. Bah it's of little consequence I had my house built to specific specifications so I doubt I'll have difficulty finding it." Melbourne smiled. "Ah but perhaps we will have the fortune of being neighbours, us three. Oh but would that not be a happy coincidence?"