Ampharos

@@Aerodynas, I'm just a little confused on a couple things. Are our characters supposed to just be normal people? And what age group were you looking at for characters?

While his expression remained fairly even, Ash's teeth were clenched behind his lips. Believe it or not, Ash didn't have a whole ton of friends, and Jazz seemed like she could be a good one. She was putting up with him, at least. That was always a good sign. "Cross my heart," he said, looking her in the eye for maybe the second or third time since they'd met. "I'll get out of your mane soon enough, but come and finish that drink, will you?"

Whoa! This looks really cool I'm certainly interested!

When Jazz got up to leave, a frown made its way onto Ash's face. It was the only emotion he'd shown thus far other than his cheekiness. "Technically I didn't say I knew where it was. I just said to follow me, and you did. Don't get you your knickers in a twist, though. I asked someone on the way where it was," he explained quickly, even moreso than usual. He didn't want her to leave this soon. She was... interesting. "It's not far from here, you'll make it on time. I promise."

Ash just scoffed and waved off the subject. He totally would have had it. Probably. "Weird, hm? Most ponies would take that as an insult. I'm not most ponies, though. I'm rather flattered you already think I'm peculiar. Means I did a job well done," Ash said, snickering a bit. At her comment on her luggage and the hotel, Ash seemed a bit perplexed for a few moments. Then a look of realization came upon his face. "Ah yes! You were heading to a hotel, right. What was it called again? Lucky Horseshoe? Yea, I don't have the slightest idea where that is. If you want to go sightseeing though, I'd be happy to be your guide. Blue Gears is open most of the day." Ash transitioned from the two subjects seamlessly, as if Jazz wouldn't have a problem with him not knowing where the hotel was.

I used to drink a lot of soda, but over the summer I cut it out completely to help with my diet. It was a good 2 or 3 months before I had soda again, and I've been having it more recently because of the holidays and such, but once the New Year rolls around it's getting kicked right back out.

Ash chuckled at her threat, finding it quite amusing. She was keeping those bits if Ash had to spend his entire lifetime getting them back to her. That was the challenge he had just created for himself. He loved challenges! When Jazz took the cup off his head, he grumbled, "I 'ad it!" into his own cup. Sighing, he followed the musical pegasus to a table and sat across from her. He placed the cup down and exhaled deeply. "So! How're you liking Trottingham so far?" he asked Jazz, although he was looking at his cup at the moment, seemingly inspecting it for some reason.

I'm half Dominican and half a jumble of other things. English, French Canadian, Irish, and Portuguese are the big ones I believe, Portuguese being the main one of those. My mother was born in the Dominican Republic and lived there until she was 17. She had to go to an American high school with next to no knowledge of the English language. Despite that, I don't look very latino at all.

@@Yozer247, Just use team builder, lol. But yea, you should probably work on other positions. If anything, just get good/decent at one champ in each role just in case. As a support main myself, I haven't run into this problem yet since I just use team builder, but once I get to ranked (I'm only lv 24), I can see this becoming an issue. Especially with duo queue adc/supports. So I have a few champs in each role that I'm somewhat comfortable with and can play if I really have to. Oh yea, I have LoL again. Whoop!

*pops in* I'd join. *pops out*

"I suppose 'hotshot' is just as fitting." Ash agreed, continuing to speak as Jazz put the bits in his hoof. "Sometimes, yes I do. Other times, I make things with gas. Other times steam. If you can build it, I know how to. If you can't build it, I'll figure out how to. And you're getting these back one way or another," Ash said, holding up the bits for a second before he put them into the folds of his bandana. The order was dropped in front of Ash, who threw the bagged muffin on this his bag, picked up his hot cocoa with his mouth, and balanced Jazz's frappe on his head. "Shll 'e 'it?" he asked Jazz, meaning to say "Shall we sit?" It was hard to speak correctly with a cup in your mouth.

Ash nodded at her response in regards to food. He figured that she just either wasn't hungry or was one of those ponies that just didn't like to eat in front of others. "Ash Finder. I'm a pyrotechnic-engineer-mechanic-inventor. My mum and dad both did the same. Well, my mum was the pyrotechnic. My dad was the other things. I got the best of both worlds. Or... 4 worlds I suppose." The whole time he was speaking he had just stared at Jazz's hoof, but after he finished speaking he eventually shook it and turned back to the cashier, who was waiting for him to take his order. "I'll take a hot chocolate and a muffin please." "Will that be all?" "Certainly not. I'll have a mocha frappe as well," Ash said to the young stallion behind the counter. He looked back at Jazz and flashed her a cheeky grin before turning back as if nothing happened. Before Jazz could even protest, Ash gave the cashier the exact amount of bits without needing to even hear the amount he needed to give. He then stepped to the side to wait for his, and now Jazz's, order.

Ash nodded at her decision. "You aren't getting anything to eat?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow. At her comment on what he had mumbled to himself, Ash seemed to think for a moment, before shrugging and nodding again. She certainly had a point there. "Oh, my apologies. I hadn't meant to speak as loud as I did. I usually work with constant noise. It's a force of habit. I was just stating a fact, though." he explained, and something dawned on him suddenly. "You know, you haven't told me your name yet."

Ash looked back at Jazz, a small smile on his face. She was quite the snarky one, that one. "I suggest you make your decision soon." Ash gestured towards the ponies in line. Only one was in front of him now. "The muffins here are wonderful. I've never had a better chocolate chip muffin than I have here," he told her, giving no protest when Jazz said she wouldn't let him pay for her. He seemed a bit perplexed at the tone of her question, but he seemed to understand rather quickly. "Oh, you took that the worst possible way you could have..." Ash muttered to himself, raising his voice for his following statement. "You harmonized quite well with me earlier, so I was curious if your talent was music-based," he explained. ((Last post for the night. About 2:30 AM here TT^TT))

I can tone hers down. I just generally make my OCs have a slightly older default age. 17 sound good? Sounds good! Yea, Gear was born and raised in Ponyville. She lives off on her own, but fairly close to her parents.

Ash had stopped shortly after realizing the whistling from behind him was harmonizing with his own humming. He looked backwards at the pony behind him, and then turned his head back forwards. "Oh, you're still here. Lovely. I presume you'd like something to eat or drink? Anything in particular?" he asked, talking to essentially the space in front of him. He did turn back for a second to look Jazz up and down, and then craned his neck to look at her flank. He nodded to himself, as if he'd just confirmed something, but said nothing before once again turning to face forward.

Special... Now that was quite a word to describe Ash. He looked around as he walked, occasionally slowing down to inspect... something that he had found intriguing. He continued walking for quite a bit, and eventually entered what looked like a coffee shop. He then got in line and waited, a small smile on his face. He began humming a tune to himself and tapping his hoof. Yes, he really just did that. He didn't even seem to be aware someone was with him at that point. Most would leave if they were Jazz in this situation. But what would Jazz do?

Ash often made people want to hit him, both unintentionally and intentionally. At the moment, he was making Jazz feel this way unintentionally. Well... For the most part. At her saucy reply, his face remained rather straight. "I've always preferred Bronze, actually. Alloys are always a good time, and it has a nice color. Makes things look... Rustic," he replied. It was hard to tell if he was being serious or returning or snarkiness. "Lucky Horseshoe..." he mumbled to himself. "Ah! Follow me!" Ash exclaimed, moving forward slightly so as to take the lead. Despite Jazz's efforts to look him in the eye, Ash hadn't given Jazz so much as a glance since the last time he did so.

Ash cast Jazz a sidelong glance before he quickly looked forward again. "To help out, of course! Why else?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow yet still looking forward. "I wouldn't ask you if you were lost if I didn't want to help you find your way were my assumption to be correct and you were, in fact, lost. I'll take your rather vague and defensive inquiry as a 'yes', and now ask you where you are headed to." The stallion spoke rather quickly and left little opportunities for Jazz to offer any input even if he asked a question. "By the looks of it, with your luggage and foreign accent, you've just arrived here and either looking for a hotel or a relative's home. Seeing as how you cried out in exasperation earlier in regards to a hotel, one could guess you're trying to find a hotel. Which hotel may that be?" Again, he had spoken without letting Jazz answer.

"Lost, I presume?" The voice came from next to Jazz. Like, literally right next to her. An orange coated pegasus with fiery hair was walking alongside her, looking forward as he walked. His crystal blue eyes darted around every so often and his face was straight. He seemed to be waiting for an answer, despite having been walking with her for Celestia knows how long. Judging from his accent it would seem he was a native to the city.

http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/gearbox-r7654 This is what I've got! I just wanted to get all the general things out the way so you could take a look at her. I'll get back to her soon. And no, it shouldn't be. I myself don't do that, but I'm perfectly fine if others do it.

YOUNG JUSTICE GOSH DANG BRING IT BACK