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It's been a while since I've tossed my hat into the RP ring, but this caught my interest! I was thinking perhaps about my batpony, Lunar Symphony? She's blind (but would still recognize Marcus as something unfamiliar and strange) and an albino, so she can relate to being different to an extent. I dunno, just figure it might be an interesting angle to play, all things considered Also I need to make her a character page soon buuut y'know

Sure thing! I won't claim to be an expert on the subject, but I'm sure I could offer a little advice

This really is such a good topic, I love the idea behind it I admit it, I struggle with a lot more issues than I tend to let on because I don't want to worry anyone. I find it hard to talk about my problems, I've been conditioned to bottle my feelings up rather than express them. I'm working on getting better at that, though. I admit it, I put other people before me because, relating to the point above, I'd rather help others than confront my own problems. Gotta remind myself from time to time that I can't make everyone happy, and I should try thinking about what makes me happy occasionally. I admit it, sometimes I forget, sometimes I'm oblivious. I get spaced out and distracted, but know that I could focus if I made more of an effort. And I admit it... I'm polyamorous. I'm currently in a loving relationship with two people right now, and I love the both of them dearly. I know some people look down on that as cheating or being greedy or whatever but it's a healthy relationship, I love them both, and they both love me and I'm happy

How about Ariel, in Pose 1 wearing a Pan pride scarf?

@Sgamer Another long overdue request, finally done! It's been a while since I've drawn ponies... felt good to get this done, though!

Very pretty! I love the colors

Lunar nodded, walking with the captain and the security officer to the turbo lifts. Then, as they headed towards the shuttle bay, the thestral's ears twitched up at the question, and she paused to consider her answer. "The captain? Seems... amicable enough, given the circumstance," she mused. It was a little harder to read others when she had only voice to go by; reading body language was easier when meeting in person. She didn't have much reason to distrust the Romulans so far, however. @Raven Rawne When the delegation arrived, she stood there with Mentis and Indicus as the welcoming party, though for the moment elected to listen rather than speak. At least, until her captain spoke first. This was the time to make observations about those gathered before them: the older, wizened general; and then the younger officer that appeared quite astonished by the species yet unfamiliar to him. She turned her clouded eyes towards the junior officer, and for a moment it appeared as though she was making eye contact - an uncanny ability for a blind individual. After a few moments, attention was returned to the ambassador. At least she could sense that he was sincere, thus far. { Nooot my greatest post, but I just wanted to get something out >.< }

@Mentis Soliloquy Ack, sorry! Between schoolwork and other IRL things, I've gotten distracted from my RPs... again I'll get a post out sometime today, promise! Just gotta finish this assignment...

It's basically what those above me said: They don't look very natural. And no matter how seductive a pose, it's not very appealing if it looks unnatural. Try to study female anatomy, look at real life references and draw from them to get the hang of how anatomy works. But don't give up! When you learn where you went wrong, you can learn to improve from it!

Sounds, so many sounds. It was a lot for Lunar to process, when sound was all but her entire world with lack of sight. Sensitive ears picked up every noise, twitched at the sound of the bell ringing out. The harsher noise had the thestral stiffening if only for a few moments, loud enough to startle her. Well, at least that shook off whatever sleepiness or tiredness she might have felt for failing to sleep that night. She turned her head towards the general direction of the source, dulled ruby eyes wide and alert for once. One ear swiveled towards another sound that came not long after, far more soothing to delicate hearing: a fiddle, sweet melodies coaxed out by whomever was playing it. Music was something Lunar appreciated wholeheartedly, if only partly because it was some sort of beauty she could enjoy without sight. But it didn't last long, for the steps that soon approached were indeed unmistakable. A strong, confident stride; it was most certainly a leader, and the logical assumption followed that this was the one in charge of this operation. Positioned at a window near the door, the thestral had only moments to sidle out of the way before the door swung wide open, two sets of footfalls entering the longhouse. The voice that called out was loud, authoritative. She knew exactly how to take charge, though perhaps had a habit of pushing her workers around. That much Lunar could gather at least on first impressions. A few soft chirps sounded from the back of her throat, and she turned her head again to fix her eyes on the matron. Her gaze was unfocused, but she somehow seemed to have a pretty good idea of where the matron's eyes generally were. The 'Starswirl,' huh? Well, Lunar certainly didn't have any experience with machinery. She wasn't sure how much help she'd be, unless her echolocation abilities could be put to use. That was a possibility, she supposed. With a brief, irritated glance cast towards the one who decided popping their joints at this moment was a good idea - ugh, that was another noise she didn't like - she shook her head and turned back towards the sisters. She was intent on finding out who would be chosen, if only for mere curiosity's sake.

Lunar Symphony was up and about already, awake. Had she even slept that night? Her sleep schedule had always been a strange one; when she had no means to tell if it was night or it was day, the thestral had the unfortunate tendency to sleep only when she felt tired, at any given time when it was convenient for her. Even if she had tried to sleep, that mix of nerves and excitement was enough to keep anyone lying awake, so it was probably all the same. She didn't see. She felt the changes that shaped this land over the years. She could sense the landscape she was familiar with, formed to suit industrial purposes. She could hear the grinding of industrial machines - not right now, but most times as they churned away at the land. She could smell the pollution in the air. So many changes. She felt a little bit sad about all of it. But she was here now, finally with a job after struggling for so long, employers turning up their muzzles at her; simply because she was blind, and the handicap would be a supposed hindrance despite the fact that she could get around on her own perfectly fine. At the very least, she would be excited to get a paycheck. When were they going to start?

Ready to go whenever y'all are! As for Lunar's role, well, I'm not too familiar with what roles are involved in mining/drilling so hmm

This seems like an interesting idea! I think I'd like to toss my (albino) batpony, Lunar Symphony, in for consideration: (Click for full size?? I scaled it down so this post wouldn't be so huge and I don't know how to do spoilers on the new MLP Forums omg) Anyway, Lunar's just looking to get by, but she's fallen on hard times before even the advent of the Rock Farms because of the fact that she's blind. She gets around through the use of echolocation, but employers still steer clear of her because of the perceived handicap. She's got nowhere to go but the Rock Farms - and hey, perhaps her echolocation serves as an advantage here, when she's so attuned to the vibrations around her.

Well, basically this. You should write because you enjoy writing, not to impress others. What I mean is, you need to be writing for yourself as much as you're writing for the people you want to share it with. If you're writing something you think they'll enjoy at the expense of losing the fun of writing it for yourself, then there's just no point. Especially when writing fanfiction is just a hobby that you should be doing for fun above all else. If you have fun doing it, after all, you'll want to do it more. Which I think is the problem if you're not enjoying it anymore for wanting to impress other people. You want to get immersive with your writing? That's cool. Try grounding some aspect of the scenario in reality. Even if it's something absurd. Because after all, sometimes absurd things happen in reality, anyway. If there's just some part that your reader can connect to on some level, I think that's when immersion happens. I can't really say I'm an expert, though, I'm extremely rusty when it comes to fanfic writing. It's totally cool to want to improve, that's 100% natural. But when it becomes less fun and more of a chore, then it's just not worth it. You do you. Write what you want. Put it out there to show the world, or don't. I always feel better getting it down on paper, so to speak, regardless.