purple.teal

Pony Fortress Forever! Hats For everyone! Magical Mercenary anyone? Fluttermedic is best class.

Everlast After getting over his shock of seeing the apparition, Everlast continues forward to the group collecting around it. It wasn't harming anyone, it in fact seemed to be helping organize the ponies. Strange times make strange bedfellows I think is how it goes. He listened to it and took its advice. @Everyone conscious "I am Everlast. Pleasure to make your acquaintance. All of yours." @Cinderscribe "You seem to be the least affected by this place," A glance over the figure in front of him and a shudder. Or perhaps the most affected. Either way our best lead. "And at this point I couldn't care less about what happened, I want to know what happens next."

With consciousness regained and the pain gone, Everlast sits up, using more will power than normally necessary. He finds that he is not, as much as he may have dreamed, on vacation at a beach. Far from it. He stands up and suffers a recurrence of his pain, tolerable this time. You've prepared for a time like this. This is just the adventure you've always wanted. A giggle. Put first things first, understand the surroundings. Normally, that wouldn't be so hard, but this time there isn't much to understand. A blank world with a population of one. Turning at the sound of voices, he sees a silver lining. He is not alone at least. A few other ponies seem to be suffering the same fate as himself. About to call out and ask what was going on, he stops himself when he notices they look about as confused as himself. Naturally seeking a leader, he begins to walk toward the most confidant looking one in the group, but again stops himself short when he realizes it isn't exactly a pony.

Everlast opens his eyes,finding himself laying on rocky sand. "I always meant to take a vacation..." His chuckle turns into a cough as he spits out some of the sand. A throbbing in his horn made him squeeze his eyes shut and clench his teeth in pain. "I wonder if this will count this against my sick days..." He sits up and looks about him, but the pain in his horn blurs his vision to little more than blurs. He lies down again in an attempt to dull the pain. Could that be other voices? "Leave me alone or bring me some sunscreen." He begins to fade back into unconsciousness, but manages one last whisper, "An bit of ice won't hurt either."

I SERIOUSLY hope I'm not to late to join this, this seems like a perfect place for everlast. http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/everlast-r5395

"I'm a pencil pusher, paper weight, rubber stamp, The worst of bureaucracy. I work for the magical differentiation division where I mainly have to decide what is considered 'black' magic, and how restricted it should be." I pause to take a sip and smile, "A lot of work goes on behind the scenes to keep unicorn magic advancing while preventing the magic from harming others."

I Roleplay everything. It is just so much more fun to get more into the game. for myself anyway.

"White tone? Might have heard you before, You do piano compositions? Will you performing in the musical battle here? Have a seat, If you are going to be giving us a show, I can give you a good breakfast to get you going." I turn back to my look alike. "Silver, you said blacksmithing, What kind of jobs occupy most of your time?"

"I'm here for a few weeks on a business trip, Research and such." I smile at the waiter as he brings a tray to the table and pay for the food. "It doesn't hurt that there is a little musical competition here. I've been noticing musicians coming into town over the past few days in preparation for it. Are either of you here for it?"

"I'm Everlast." I give Silver Dusk's hoof a hearty shake. I introduce him to Amaya who is currently trying to convince a lone pegasus behind us to join our little party. "Hey. we have room for one more, and unless you're waiting for someone else to show up, there is no use using up a whole new booth." The waiter arrives and I order for myself a breakfast hayburger and a mug of fresh apple cider. "What will you guys and gals have? I'm talking to you too lonesome pegasus behind me. What is your name if you don't mind me asking?"

I hold open the door for Amaya, always the gentlecolt. Behind us lands a pegasus that looks exactly like myself. I hold the door open for him as well while admiring his colors. " Well you look like amicable fellow. "You hungry? I'll buy." The door closes behind us and I sit down beside the white unicorn mare. "You don't mind if I bring another guest to the party do you? I couldn't turn him down, I mean look at that coat..." I chuckle.

"Yes we did, Everlast at your service." I make a bow. "It is always a pleasure to meet a friendly face. Where were you off to? I haven't had a good breakfast yet, so if you have some free time Mind if I take it? I'll be in town for a couple of weeks while I do some research, but I suppose I will have time to catch up with past acquaintances."

My saddlebags loaded with books and my muzzle in "A Text of Magical Frivolity and Practical Japery" I trot down the street toward the Ponyville Library to return all my borrowed books and to see what new stock might be available. I look up from my daunting text as I pass by the uniquely styled gingerbread house, thinking I should grab something for breakfast before getting lost in books again, to I see some poor pony getting a lecture in front of the door. "Yea, Maybe later" I mutter to myself as I go back to my book. Completely oblivious to my surroundings I crash into a mare going the opposite way. My heavy book smashes straight in the poor mares face and I trip over her as she falls backward. "I'm so terribly sorry" I apologize, as I help that mare up. I can't help feel that I know her form somewhere, she looks familiar and when I see the cutie mark it hits me. "Amea! How are you? It is Amea right? I'm not talking to a complete stranger who has no idea who I am am I?"

My bike, few days after buying the four hundred dollar thing... It all worked out because two weeks later it appeared in the same spot it was stolen from. Should I call that borrowing without permission instead of stealing?

I think we saw what happens when competitive bronies get together with the best pony/March Madness voting.