Lightning Bliss

I never actually got lip for my OC Lightning Bliss, I worked very hard to keep her somewhat to a balanced point for cannon and alicorn fans as well as the brony community itself.

Alicons being specifically good at a magical trait with 10 times the force I will agree to, that's why my alicorn is the Alicorn of Peace. Her magic isn't really targed as she can 'automatically' stop a war or something, but her skills in negotiation alone. That is a magic in its own right, the ability to talk things out and calm the situation. Of course when all else fails, and the pain of seeing the segregation, hate and fear...Her magic will then react like a cannist to the imbalance of it all, and create an atmosphere of 'serenity' and 'calmness' to help her and those around her to calm down and see beyond the imbalance of the situation.

Some would say "oh its a form of brainwashing" then. Well I argue, how's creating an atmosphere of calmness brainwashing? Its peaceful, but characters can choose what they want to do with it, or in otherwords, it's not guarenteed to work.

Again this is something that currently happends without control of my OC's abilities. She was once a pegasus and has had no training in magic other then by some of her friends, OCs owned like by my friends Polaris. This in a way keeps her from being OP, but still gives her the chance o developement because she has to learn what it means to have magic.

I always accept critics and opinions on her, it helps me to improve her as an OC.

@@Gloomfury,

"Hey don't move till you're ready," she smiled and waited for him to stand on his own, "if you want I can carry you again. You weren't so heavy the first time. I can't see why I can't do it again." She grinned happily and flexed her wings, displaying she was very proud of her flight abilities and was more then eager to help him out.

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Bliss saw the two stallions, stand each other off in what looked like a massive ego boosts on both their ends. However time was of the essence, they all needed to get out of this forest and head for the city, otherwise things would continue to get worse. After the ringing in her ears toned down enough for her to hear her own voice, she quickly left the safety of Clover's private wards, and fluttered inbetween Quickdraw and Blaze.

"Are you two quite done with your boasting? Or can we finally quit diddle daddling long enough to get out of this woods." She darted an eye on Blaze as her horn continued to spark whenever she was near him, but she was ignoring it for the time being. Then looked to Quickdraw once again. "Dunno exactly why you're here other then what you stated, for all I know could be a lie. But you helped us fight off a pack of Timberwolves and I'm sure we're all grateful for that...If you...really, want to tag along, then you'll quit encouraging my friend here," she gestured to Blaze, "who's obviously not right in the head..." she whispered that lowly, "and we get on out of here before more things so up."

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At that she went to Raze and Rax'Mar who were both sitting back and looking at the map. "Can we get going now please? I'm cold...and really would like a warm shower..."

So why is it you two feel the need to 'lie' to your customers about your products?

I really hate noncannon alicorns though to be honest... ya I know I know...haters will hate.

Its just I find it an excuse to stand out when somepony randomly makes an alicorn just cause they want to and don't put in the effort of their backstories or reasons for being it. It took me months to get my OC where she is now, almost a year... and yet alicorns are popping out everywhere with no efforts to their creators, either lame backstories or lame creativity.

Sorry just my opinion.  DONT HURT ME *hides*

First off, only the two sisters, age for long periods of time, and they are clearly not godlike as Celestia got salted by Queen Chrysalis with realitive ease. Which leads to think they can probably die if they got their head cut off. (But this is Hasbro, nopony dies in their show.)

Secondly, as stated in the parethisies, what did you expect? We dont' see ponies die! Celestia and Luna won't, but Cadence and Twilight more likely will age like regular ponies. Why? Because they 'ascended' into an alicorn, whereas Celestia and Luna were 'born' into their kind. Apparently being 'born into' and ascention, give different perks.

This would make sense since Celestia and Luna are needed to raise and lower the sun and moon, without them, there would be disharmony for the entire world of Equestria and their world would fall apart. So its common sense they shouldn't 'age' as quickly as normal ponies.

Alicorns IMO arn't 'shady', and if all else, their orgins just really haven't been explained enough to make such a claim.

@@Moonbacon,

(WIP)

That's good to know because there's alot there that needs to be explained in your OC lol.

I also will say if you want to join cannon RPs with her...well good luck, because she's not exactly fitting the criteria. In the show, so far, all alicorns are considered royals, so whether you like it or not she's supposed to be royal if you're going for canon. That means NO mutations, and NO I was born that way stuff. She needs to have a reason for 'ascending' into an alicorn.

Coolies to her design and having batwings but she needs more reason for why she's an alicorn.

@@Gloomfury,

Bliss could only muster a happy smile and gave Rag another hug. "Well, if you insist I won't stop you. Aside from the black eye, how are you feeling? You able to walk yet? I fear that I've left my booth long enough and I'm worried I've missed out on poltential traders... If you want, you can come back with me and fix my doll there if you want?"

-- Otherside of the festivel --

Chase woke up, dazed and batted, with a good show of his black eye and bruised cheek where he was injured from the earth pony's wrench. He then felt a tender hoof on his chest, that made him jump and look up. "WHO ARE YOU? WHERE AM I? ...Ouch..." he groaned, realizing he was badly bruised and beat up, and laid back on his bed.

"Oh good your awake," a nurse spoke. She wore her nurse inform over her brown coat and pink mane and tail, "Mr. Chase Razor is it? I took liberty of looking up your information. You teleported here out of nowhere looking like this. But dont' worry your just a little beat up, with a black eye to boost and a cut cheek. We'll take care of that with some ice."

@, @@arkman575, @,

WE'RE SO FAT OMG! LOL!

Ya I know it was the style back in the heyday lol

How's the cider business going? You still making any profit? If so where do you both get your apples?

I found myself making dinner tonight. And, for the second night in a row, discovered I was using old meat. A week and a half past the sell/freeze date. So what do I do? "Oh well, I'll just over cook it and it should be fine." My next thought: "No way I'm going to waste $5." I do this ALL the time. But usually only for myself. No way would I serve this to anyone.

 

So, I figure we are all a bit cheap sometimes. Sometimes it's out of need, other times it isn't. Do you buy bargain or sales clothes? Do you save pencils? Refill your water bottles? Where do you pinch your pennies? 

 

For me, it's food. I have a bag of two month old crackers I'm finishing. Why yes, they are quite stale. 

 

I'm hoping for a bit of lightheartedness here, but what comes will come.

Hey I honestly don't think that mindset is 'cheap' of you though. I've said this in another post elsewhere, but we're living in a time where we are litterally counting each dime we make because we're struggling to make a living. We're more aware of what we waste then we usually do and quite frankly, this isn't new to me in regards to reusing old meat or veggies.

In my family we do that all the time, in fact yesterday was my 3rd day of eating left over macorooni and cheese that was made for a birthday dinner for my brother. Heck we'll use left over hamburger meat and turn that into tacos the next night. Ever watched the show "Chopped"? Sometimes they challenge chefs to make a gormet meal out of leftovers entirely! It's a great way to save money, not waste, and get creative with what you put in your mouth.

Ok now in regards to me being 'cheap' however... I guess, it would be not being picky enough like others are. If it's the cheapest chicken, bread, pastries etc, I'm gonna go for it. But usually you get what you buy.

@@Deathstroke,

I've never been told that ever, and certaintly never to my face.

Whenever I hear those concepts being spoken, I tend to find they are the old fashion serious christians or chatholics back from the mid 1900s...who still believe that the 'women raise the kids and cook dinner' and 'the men bring home the bacon.'

What I find ignorant about that, (if it weren't obvious that it's just plain sexist at this point), is that we are living in a time where ONE person in a relationship simply can't always be responsible for making in the money anymore. Some women actually wish to have that privlidge to stay home and cook all day, but they can't afford to.

For instance I'm a hard working woman, and newly wed to my husband. But we both fend for ourselves when it comes to the home daily tasks. He doesn't expect me to be a sweet obident housewife. One of the things he loved about me was my gaming spirit, creativity and independence. And in a world with our economy, the wife and husband both need to work. So yes I do find that concept stupid, old fashion, and frankly...sexist and ignorant.

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Bliss watched in shock as well as admiration as the stallion with the metal stick, got to work on completely inailating the threat of timberwolves from their camp. She blinked in awe, and would have clapped for joy if it weren't for the fact she was clenching her ears down closed from the horrific sound of the gunfire. The buckshot sound was so loud to her large ears it was excruciating. She bit her lips and teeth grinneded as she waited for the hysteria to be over...Once the guns and explosive sounds stopped...she let her ears back up... They still had a clear ringing to them...that she could hardly hear what he was saying.

"What!" She called out to him, "Are they GONE??!!" She desperatly tried to get the ringing out of her ears and stuck her wings in them, rubbing eagerly.

After a good hour of just gazing at the windows of art, she slowly got up and decided to head out of the castle and into the gardens to gaze and sniff the flowers. She had hoped if lucky enough, she'd spot an animal there as well, but knew they weren't as open like the animals of Ponyville were.

She fluttered out and up over the ponies of the Ball room, easily making her way outside, and come down just in front of the gardens, where she could spot a bench just inside. Trotting in, she took a breath, enjoy the smell of rose and honeysuckle.

@@arkman575,

The wobbling of the sled, mixed with the cold whipping at any exposed area of her hooves or face, made her feel more and more incapable of staying awake. She'd be shivering from her fever as well as the freezing temps, but she was too weak to react. She watched the running movement of Seth as his form pulled the sled out in front of her. He was...from what she could tell, easily dodging obstacles like they were nothing. He might as well be running in an open field on a spring day.

She coughed violently again and groaned, trying to ignore the aching pains of her illness as he continued onward. Her vision doubled...blurry, making her head spin and ach at once. It was enough for her to stomach to turn upside down.

"Oh Luna...Seth...pp-pppp-PULL OVER!" She whinnied an hour later into the trip. As the sled slowed down enough, she rolled out of the blankets and haistly walked to the nearest tree which thankfully was only five feet away. She clenched her hindquarters together...and puked, her head lowered behind the tree while her rear end stuck out painfully. "D-don't come...*PUKES LOUDLY* ........don't...come over here..." she groaned and wiped her mouth...only to have to hurl up more.

@@Gloomfury,

"Hey Rag you're awake!" She nuzzled his cheek, "you're at a Ready Clinic that's been set up in various parts of the festivel. They patched you up and put some ice on your eye but...they said it's gonna be...swollen...oh my..." she looked at his eye, it was pretty black and hideious looking. It was so puffy he couldn't even open it. "I'm so so sorry about this Rag..." she sighed and lightly picked up his doll Dishcloth and handed it to him. "Don't worry about your friend, I managed to save her... I just, wish I could say the same about my little friend..."

She then lifted the doll he not made for her not more then a few minutes ago, displaying its feet had been completely toasted off.

"Chase managed to burn the hooves off...Um...I don't know if it can be fixed... And you don't have to either!" She quickly added in, "after what you did to protect me and the doll in the first place and having to show for it...is a black eye... I couldn't ask you to fix it..."

Mew...my OC is sitting alone...all by herself...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGrLb6W5YOM

@@Gloomfury,

(OOC Ha i thought that worked out very good. Now Chase is out of the way but not out of the fight! Round One is over, lets see how long before we get to Round Two! Good job Rag Stitch!)

She smiled at the tired stallion, and almost didn't want to move him, he seemed surprisngly at peace. Though she detested violence...seeing that look of calm and serentiy made it worth the look she saw on his face.

"You did protect me...you brave...crazy little stallion..." She smiled to him, then gentle nuzzled her way under his belly, and slid his sleeping form, down her neck and onto her back with a quick swoop of effort. He was a tad heavy on her, but she could manage. She remembered carrying apple barrels much heavier then this when she was teen pegasi back in Ponyville. "Not so heavy now are we? I think I can even fly with you on my back..." She smiled and kicked off the ground, flapping in a soft flutter, not rushing too much to get to the clinic, making sure she kept his balance on her back.

Luckily there was a clinic not more then a few yards past a few booths, and she sighed with relief seeing they were defiently well stocked with supplies as well as professionals. She landed down, skidding a bit from her own wind whiplash, then walked to the nearest nurse pony she spotted.

"Excuse me?" She asked one the nurse, "my friend here... He got into a bit of a fight...um...he's kinda banged up and... could you?"

"Of course your Highness!" The nurse recongized Princess Lightning Bliss almost immideatly, and took Rag Stitch from her back, "oh my he is cut up! Don't worry though, we'll put him on a bed, and bandage up his cuts. They aren't too bad, just looks like he put in alot of effort into this...fight..." The nurse blinked at her new patient, then turned to the alicorn, "what happened? If I may ask your Highness?"

"He..." she smiled and patted his head, "he protected me from a bully." She smiled and sat next to him, refusing to leave his side.

Thanks for all your critics and comments guys! It's really appreciated.

Well...I finally did it... i finall crossed the line... What would happen if my OC...tried to tap into magic that interlocks with time or dimensions? Well...this would happen!

(A shout out to my childhood, I grew up with MLP: Escape from Midnight Castle, first pony design I loved)

@@Pripyat Pony,

"Then...what can we do?" Bliss asked seeing her guidence then, "I'm useless with magic should we have to defend ourselves...I can teleport maybe one time, or  levitate a few things but thats it...a shield even if I'm lucky...I just can't control my magic...It always seems to come out in abrupt full blown bursts...I can never control it fully..." She slumped in her sitting position and sulked, "I was a pegasus...not a unicorn...Magic just doesn't easily come to me...and if QuickDraw is planning something... I'll be useless in a fight..."

@@Pripyat Pony,

"We can't assume anything..." Bliss added in after Clover finished, "but we certaintly can't let our guards down...As for Blaze... I feel like there's a battle going on inside him...not of his own mind or heart but...like he's actually battling something inside of him...Theres disharmony in his soul and...It's evil...and cruel..." She sniffed remember the words Blaze or...whoever it was, that said those horrible things to her.

"Quickdraw is another story though entirely. I look at him and it screams suspicion...I mean...if he has plans for us, doing so in Manehattan seems like a bad place to do it...there being so many ponies around and all..."

@@Pripyat Pony,

Bliss nodded in agreement, already she was annoyed with Blaze as it was with her horn on the fritz whenever he was around. She followed her to a more quiet spot and sat down and waited for her to put up the wards.

"I don't trust him either," Bliss replied back quietly, "and something is wrong with Blaze too...I just...I can feel it..."

@@Gloomfury,

"GAH *gags*" Chase to the ground on his side next to Rag, wallowing in pain from the ugly blow of the wrench. He was seeing stars...and double vision...unable to focus on what was once two ponies, now seemed like six. "You...wretched...pony scums...I'll...I'll...get you for this..." he struggled to his hooves, wobbling like a newborn foal, only to fall over again, rallying in agony.

Bliss blinked at Chase...not feeling sorry for him, but some remorse and slight discomfort at seeing him in pain, then turned to Rag...who was just as badly beaten up but still standing. Her bottom lip puffed out, and slowly she began to cry, then wrapped her hooves around him while still holding their dolls.

"Thank you...Oh gods thank you..." she cried into his neck, "I'm so sorry you got involved in this...Gah but your injured! We must get you to a clinic!" She then looked at Chase...and snorted a bit knowing he needed medical attention too. She sighed and focused her magic on him...then concentrated on the nearest clinic on the other side of the festivel. Chase's body was soon surrounded by a rainbow aura, and in the blink of an eye, vanished in a teleportation spell. After he was gone, she stummbled back a bit, woozy by the effort and lack of magic for the time being. "Gah...it's hard to do a full body teleportation like that for me...But at least Chase will be at the other side of the Festivel...He'll...be taken care of...Come on... I'll help you get to a clinic." She pressed her side up against Rag's and encouraged him to walk and follow her.

@@Gloomfury,

Chase took a step back, his nose dripped a bit in red from the kick as Rag re-enforced back his own assault and defense against him. Chase merely grinned and put his hooves up. The fool had no idea he was facing a former Royal Guard, and he had all the training to withstand assults as aggressive as this. He blocked each blow repeatly as Rag continued to fight, merely buying his time till he saw a weak point...He didn't have to wait soon.

He noticed the young stallion kept his left side open too much, and waited for the opening to reappear as Rag would take another left hook at his face. He saw the opening, and ducked under his next punch, turning around, and bucking him in the lower left side of his ribs, this time litterally kicking him out of the water and on to shore where Blissy was standing.

"RAG!" Bliss ran to his side and held his head, her own anger was boiling, "CHASE! THAT'S ENOUGH!" Bliss snorted and stood next to Rag protecitvly. "He did nothing to you!"

"He got in my way... you should know not to put friends in front of you when facing me...coward Floppy Ears..." He wiped his nose clean as he approached, "Why do you keep putting your friends in harms way knowing they will be serverely injured? You enjoy seeing them in pain?"

"Just stop it Chase...what do you want?" She snorted...trying the best she could to keep from exploding.

"I want you..." He snorted and spit some blood out of his mouth, "I want you... to get down on your knees...and BEG for forgiveness...for what you did to me..."

"I didn't do it to hurt you Chase...you were going to injure that poor gryphon...for no reason...and-"

"TO IMPRESS YOU!" He stomped the ground in front of her, "YOU WERE SO BLIND TO MY AFFECTIONS! HOW ELSE WAS I GOING TO GET YOUR ATTENTION!!?"

"It's over Chase...we never were meant to be and you know it..." She stood up straight, her ears back and horn at the ready. "I will not beg forgiveness for not doing anything wrong..."

Chase snorted at the stubborn mare, and pawed the ground, getting into a charging stance. "Then you will blow, when I knock you off your skinny legs!" He charged forth at her.

@@Gloomfury,

Bliss had barely enough to time stand up as she watched the once peaceful, sweet stallion Rag Stitch, burst like a volcano, and watched in horror and sadness as he wailed on her rival Chase. She quickly grabbed his doll along with her own and held them close like they were her own children as the violence played out.

Quickly she inspected her own unicorn doll. To her relief it was only singed on its hooves, the fabric falling off along with some of the stitching, but she knew she could fix it herself. But that was besides the point...right now...she was wondering what could fix the violent situation...Having no idea how to intervene...

Chase threw his hooves up as he was tackled to the ground, protecting his horn and muzzle as the stallion overpowered him in strength. He was completely taken by surprise of the smaller stallion, not realizing he would have an opponant to defend the Princess so violently. Not to be detered though...he snorted in annoyance, and focused his magic... In a violent burst of magical deceat...he conjured more flames, only bursting it forth from his horn and into Rag's face, throwing him off and sending him skying into the shallow parts of the river.

He stood up fast and dusted himself off, taking is cloak off to reveal he was in fact still wearing his bronzed armor he always wore when on a hunt. Pawing the ground and swaying his head, he confronted the earth pony. "You wretched little fool! YOU DARE STAND IN MY WAY!" He charged Rag violently into the river, ramming his head into Rag's side, and tossing him further into the river, then proceeded to kick and beat him violently.