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Scribblegroove

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  1. The RP section always welcomes new roleplayers with open arms! Be sure to check out the Equestrian Empire section and it's rules too! It may seem like a lot at first but it's most definitely worth it!
  2. Zephyr smiled at Sojourners compliment. "I just happen to be very fit for the job." He said. That made him think for a moment "I guess that's why the agency sent me here. They know of my strange abilities." He shook his head. It wasn't very important. "As for more than one passenger, I'll be functioning pretty much as a hang glider, so there's nothing special about that." Though Zephyr took Sojourners compliment to heart, he knew that he had his various limitations and difficulties. He hoped they didn't have to deal with his clumsiness or his incompatibility with short distance fight. Otherwise he might lose their respect. "Right. First thing in the morning!" He said as he grabbed his flight suit. "I guess I'll be going then!" After that he gave then both a nod, retrieved his documents and left the building. Uttering one last "See you tomorrow!" As he went downstairs he was immediately hushed by a museum assistant, berating him for talking too loudly. When he finally did come outside, he took a deep breath. Adventure awaits! He'd gone around the world to explore in the spirit of his father, but never before had he gone on such a promising endeavour. He was excited and a bit nervous, but he was sure that this would post off Heading down to the little couriers office again, he took what he needed from the lockers there and wrote a letter to the main office that he'd be joining Sojourner and Pathfinder on their escapade to the temple. Then he stored his items into one of the private lockers and kept the key on a chain around his neck. Using his spare time he decided to go around Derbyshire to see if there was anything interesting to do. He ate at a local restaurant, treating himself to something nice. Finally, he spent his night on a comfortable cloud high in the sky. He slept out in the open often and knew exactly which cloud to pick to not wake up soaking wet in dew next morning. When the sun rose again, he was well rested and ready, though his nervousness started to get a little worse. He thought of all the things that could go wrong. Al the mistakes that he could make. It made him feel anxious, but his excitement won over his fears. Going back to the couriers office one final time, he retrieved his equipment. Deciding not to put on his flight suit yet, he walked back to the museum with it wrapped around his shoulders. He purposefully didn't pack many other things to remain as mobile as possible. With the sun on the horizon he waited for his partners to come outside the museum. They still had a long distance to go before they got to the mountains themselves, and Zephyr hadn't really thought about how they would do that. Hopefully Sojourner and Pathfinder had...
  3. Jade Beacon @@Golbez, @@SilverHeart Cherry's humming helped Jade calm down a little, but she immediately felt worse when she saw Silver Heart, or more specifically the state she was in. She had trouble noticing it at first with her limited eye sight, but she could eventually make out the blood Silvers coat was covered with. When Cherry asked for spare eye patches, she looked up. "Is it really that bad?" She asked, referring to her own eye, and wondering if it was really that wounded. Would she ever be able to see with it again? All she knew was that it hurt a lot, though the strange sweet smoke helped dim the pain. "Why is she covered in blood?" Jade added, becoming more and more distressed despite her efforts to remain calm. She pressed the side of her head into Cherry's side, hiding behind her forelegs and peering through the feathers of her wings. She heard other voices coming from ahead, though she couldn't make out what they were saying "Are there others?" She asked with a gasp, hoping that these voices came from friendly ponies, and not guards coming to lock them up again.
  4. "At the very least I'll be able to get you partway up the mountain range. If it turns out to be too heavy you can climb the final stretch to the top." he thought out loud, taking a whole to ponder at the charts for at least a bit longer. "Once we're through the first pass I can fly you down to the western valley with ease. The two of you at the same time even. Gliding down shouldn't be a problem." saying that, the image of these two ponies dangling beneath him as they flew down was rather amusing. He made a mental note to retrieve some equipment from the couriers' office that would allow him to fasten 'passengers' safely to him. "The second pass is definitely too dangerous though. It's far too high and steep, and I'd bet the wind currents would be far too strong for me to handle with a passenger. I will run out of breath before getting you up there." he explained, pointing at the tall row of mountains separating the two valleys. If they were lucky, they'd find the temple in the first valley. In that case the nightmarish pass in the middle wouldn't have to be traversed. Of course he could go up there and check in which valley the temple was, but they'd have to go there anyway. The second valley could only be reached by passing through the first. Sojourners mentioning of carrying their equipment didn't worry him much. If he had to, he'd fly those up separately as well. "As for equipment, I'll have to get some from the office. A pair of harnesses and some fastening rope to attach you guys to me, a full body flight suit and I suppose I'll bring my own food rations as well." Finally, he asked the question that had been lingering on his mind from the start. "When will we be leaving for the Doors of Tartarus?" he said with a sight grin.
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  6. If this is still something that is happening I'd be interested. I'm currently following a one year pre-schooling program for the jazz piano study in Amsterdam, one of the best in the world. I have reasonable experience with arranging jazz pieces, though not as much for brass. My recording quality is top notch for as far as amateur home recording goes, and my technical skills on the piano are very good. I know you're not looking for a pianist, but I think I'd fit right in, and a piano couldn't hurt right? Here's me on keys: https://db.tt/t07JL7KR
  7. Scribblegroove After taking far too long fixing a small tuft of hair sticking out from his neatly tucked backwards mane, Scribblegroove gave up with a groan. He'd look rather ridiculous with his runny nose anyway, which would probably act up again later tonight, so why even bother taking this long to fix his hair? After taking one last look in the mirror, Scribblegroove headed out to the manor. When he arrived, he noticed another carriage with a few peculiar ponies. He was interested and curious, but decided to wait with asking around and investigating until a later time. He expected the dinner would begin any moment now. He'd get the time to quench his curiosity at a later time. ((Since its been a while since I posted and I'm not sure what to do, I decided to leave this simple. I hope that is ok.))
  8. I like these ones :3 You guys are so friendly helping out 'n all. I came up with a name: Syncopica otty didn't like it :c Also otty why you using these Bold fancy colored strange big fonts?
  9. I'm so very sorry to everyone waiting for me to post in Roleplays. I've always been rather unreliable when it comes to that, but lately I've been extremely busy. Right now I'm travelling to Italy. In about 12 days I'll be able to post again.

  10. I am so incredibly sorry butI really couldn't finish my entry in time. I'll be sure to participate fully in the next one! You have my word.
  11. @@Golbez As Jade showed her face to Cherry, she could not see the look of shock and distraught on Cherry's face. Everything was blurry, and she could barely make out her eyes and mouth. Her left eye started stinging horribly as well once a slight breeze created by Cherry's breath blew along the surface of her eye. Her eyelids started twitching and that made it even worse. The cleansing tears that she had already shed soothed the pain somewhat, but it still hurt. "My left eye hurts..." she uttered, still sniffing and whimpering heavily. She would've acted somewhat more maturely, since it wasn't normal for her to act like a helpless foal, but dire situations like these confronted her with the fact that she wasn't as mentally persevering as she believed she was. When Cherry released her, she had calmed down slightly. Still shivering slightly and sniffing now and then, she could control herself reasonably well. She looked up at where her face would be instinctively, but she realised that there wasn't much to see. She couldn't even make out the colour of her eyes. Again the eyelids of her left eye twitched as she tried to focus and squint her eyes, hurting herself in the process. "I..." she started, bringing her hoof to her face to rub her eye and sniffing again. Her legs were still shaking slightly, but she could stay on her hooves and walk slowly without collapsing again. "I can walk... but you'll have to lead me." she said as she stepped closer to Cherry, afraid that she might step on something sharp or walk into something dangerous. Cherry seemed confident and reassuring, and Jade felt somewhat safer around her. She almost felt like a tiny duckling hiding under her mother's wing. That very thought caused her to start crying again. "Where is mom... Is she ok? She must be worried sick..." Cherry pointed down the hallway, although she couldn't make out where they would be going, or what obstacles were in the way. Determined not to make her seem even more vulnerable and helpless than she already had, she stopped crying after one last lengthy sniff. She then stepped confidently in the direction they were headed, making sure to stay slightly behind Cherry at all times. "My name is Jade..." She said, and even she was surprised by tiny her voice sounded. She felt awful in every way possible, but she forced herself to think in baby steps. First they'd get to this 'friend' Cherry spoke of, and then she'd try to get some more information. After that... She didn't even want to think about what she'd have to do after that.
  12. A pop artist plays 3 chords to 10 000 people, whilst a jazz player plays 10 000 chords to 3 people ;( Such is life I guess

    1. Jellal Fernandes

      Jellal Fernandes

      It's all about the passage of time, Jazz killed Classical, Rock killed Jazz, Hip-Hop killed Rock, and whatever it is now (a big jumbled mess of everything) killed Hip-Hop. But all of these genres were considered Pop at one point, as Pop is just what's popular.

    2. Scribblegroove

      Scribblegroove

      It's sad that the amount of skill vs amount of popularity factor changed dramatically as well. Not to say that none of the popular artists deserve their fame, but sometimes I'd wish that guys like this got a little more attention:

       

  13. @@Windbreaker "I sure will!" Scribblegroove complied, only to be cut off by the sound of a giant bell ringing through the valley. *BOOOOOONNNNNNNGG* His ears flapped down, protecting his fragile and prescious hearing from the explosion of sound. He cringed a little, but quickly followed Poppy as she ran away, insiting on tearing his hoof along with her. Softly cursing himself for not keeping track of time, he ran as fast as he could, trying to keep up with the energetic mare dragging him along. "We probably still have time! They'll wait for us..." He shouted in between gasps, followed by a not very convincing: "... I think." As soon as they passed the hotel, he stopped, pulling his hoof loose from Poppy's grip. "Listen, we've got to make ourselves at least somewhat presentable. It wont take long. Lets just grab our luggage, pick a room and take a few minutes to get ready." He suggested. As he started moving towards the hotel. "If you don't want to share a room with me, that's fine. Not sure how many are left though..." Not paying what he had just said much mind, he quickly grabbed a key from the wall behind the counter, reasoning that it wouldn't matter that much at all if he did so, because nopony seemed to be around to hand him one. Then he took his small amount of luggage from the hall to the appropriate room, levitating the two suitcases as well as the key seperately. Proceeding to unlock the door and tossing his suitcases on one of the two beds. He opened one of them, retrieving a small sealed pot from it, along a bow tie with an appropriate collar. Quickly he donned the accessories. He reckoned wearing a full tuxedo would be outdoing it a bit. Then he opened the small pot and dipped the tip of his hoof in it. He then rubbed the sticky gel between his two hooves for a bit, and pulled his hooves through his hair, pulling it backwards over his head. His normally messy and uncombed hairdo would seem slightly more sophisticated like this, but it wasn't very impressive once he was done. It would take him a few minutes however, and time was running out.
  14. @@Golbez Jade shrieked slightly as Cherry pulled her in, but after a moment of hesitation the gesture of trust and emapthy caused her to break down yet again. Letting it her emotions flow as she cried on Cherry's shoulder, she weeped and sniffed uncontrollably. Her entire body was shaking, and she heavily leaned on Cherry's body. All the nightmares she had had, all the fear that had consumed her the past weeks, maybe even months were hushed by this strange mare's warm and cherishing embrace. Her hair, which had been in her usual braid when she got locked up, almost reached down to her back and looked like it had been bitten off or sometimes even pulled out in certain places. It was very thin and messy, and some strains of hair hung in front of her face and eyes. Her left eye had turned completely white with a few red veins. Some of them had popped, giving it a nightmarish red shade. Around it were lots of scratches, and her skin seemed sore, as if she had rubbed her eye far too much. Her right eye was bloodshot, and the pupil was constantly dilating, but otherwise it seemed fine. When Cherry put her hoof under her chin to pull it up to her face, she answered her question. "I... Can't see yet. But it's getting better." Glancing over to her right, but not moving her head as she did, she couldn't see past her own nose with her right eye, and her left eye had been completely blinded, so she could barely see anything. "I think..." She added finally, her voice still shaky.
  15. @@Golbez "Oh my gosh, you poor thing." She hadn't heard the mare walking up to her. Had she been sneaking closer, or was she just not paying attention? It didn't matter much to her. She looked up, hoping to see friendly eyes, and her wishes were fulfilled. For a moment she had been afraid it was some kind of sick trick, or maybe even a dream. But when she felt the hoof of another pony on her shoulder, she knew it was real. She was free again... Although she had no clue what she would do with freedom at this point, the realisation made her heart lift a little. She looked up at the red mare, her vision still blurred, but much better than it was a moment ago. She wiped the tears off her face and nodded. "I..." She hesitated. Although she wanted to say that she was fine, she knew that would be a lie, and she could use some help. "I need some help." Her voice was still trembling with fear and distraught, and she was still brimming over with tears, but she tried to recollect herself and look cherry in the eye. "Please..." She said again, as she lifted her hoof, implying that she needed some help standing up.
  16. To anyone waiting for me on anything, having the final tests of this year next week. I don't have a lot of time for anything :c

    1. Littlecandylulu903

      Littlecandylulu903

      Good luck to you...

  17. @@Batbrony I'm assuming the deadline has been moved now, or I'll have to write the entirety of tomorrow to get it done in time :S
  18. I'd be really glad with about 4-7 days I suppose. I'm halfway through my fanfic now but I'm struggling to find the time to finish it. :s 5 or 6 june would be prefect for me, but if others need more time than that I won't complain :3
  19. @@Batbrony I'm working on something. Not sure if it's going to be any good yet, but there'll be at least one more entry by may 30
  20. @@Chip Circuit, @@Midnight_Aurora Listening to Chip's story, Virtue smiled "You must be rather clever then. I've met plenty of lab-rats in my life, and they all amazed me with their ingenuity." Looking back at Dashia, she grinned. "They're often quite creative with their attempts at wooing mares, though they lack execution." Snickering to herself, she looked up to the sky a bit dreamily. "I have been to The Pitt, but I haven't taken any jobs from there." She squinted her eyes trying to remember what it was like. "It was very long ago, so I doubt they'd recognise me. I just stole one measily thing and then left..." Looking at the two of them with a glare of fake innocence, she giggled. "Ok maybe not one measily thing, but they didn't notice."
  21. @@Windbreaker, @@Midnight Scribbler "If you say so. I was actually planning on..." Scribblegroove answered, interrupting himself as he looked 'over yonder' to see the beach. There wasn't much to do at all over there either. He sighed. "No, you're right, there's not much to do here." he concluded, agreeing with Poppy. He stepped back, and started making his way back up to the town, but he stopped one more time to look back. Taking in the impression of both the worn out docks, the clear water and the fields around them, with the mountains far in the background, he marvelled at the view. "As much as this ordeal is strange, the view is stunning." He said a bit melancholic, taking one last glance before looking at Poppy to see if she agreed. "As if it were a painting. At least that's one thing the ponies of Bloodwell can call themselves lucky with." With that, he turned around and made his way back up to the town.
  22. Jade Beacon In the darkness of her cell, Jade was completely motionless. Her eyes were bloodshot and her face was swollen. She had stopped crying long ago, and now she simply gazed in front of her, empty and alone. From time to time she would adjust her seating, sometimes lie down to try to sleep, but that was it. Scratches and scorched spots on the door marked her attempts at escaping, which she had given up long ago. In anger she had torn down most of the fungus surrounding her, leaving her in near total darkness, with only small bits of the fungus all the way at the top of the cell remaining. She had lost any track of time, and she had no clue how lang she'd been here. All she knew is that she had to stay sane. "Do not let the darkness consume you..." With that thought, she fell asleep. Most of the time she was tormented with nightmares, but the few times that she had peaceful rest she dreamed of the world outside. The sun and the night sky, the sweet spring breeze or the harrowing storms of fall. Feeling and living again. She woke up a bit disgruntled. A set of voices had woken her up. Voices. She jumped up, immediately regretting it because her muscles had grown sore and had been diminished to even less than what they used to be. She grunted in pain, and leaned against the wall of her cell to recover. The voices were still there, and she could see light. Any light at all was blinding to her, and she had trouble to adjust to even the slightest change. "Hello?" She whispered, her voice raucous and timid. Almost stumbling with every step, she exited her cell. She gasped. Finally she was free. Then again, she had no clue what was going on. Had she been left alone? Still mostly blind, and very confused, Jade carefully stepped forward out of her cell. She blinked a few times trying to see if there was anypony nearby, but she couldn't make out anything. Helpless, she pleaded for help slightly louder. "Hello? Anyone?" She said. Her voice was shivering now, as if she was about to cry. Her muscles felt like they were burning, and she was sure she could collapse any moment. "Please help..." She managed to utter as she slowly dropped back to the ground, sitting against the door of her very own cell. She wasn't sure if she could ever see again at all, and this terrified her. She had to take her time to recover. Perhaps after a few minutes of trying to walk and adjusting to the situation she'd be able to continue, but right now all she wished for was someone to come and rescue her, perhaps even hold her tight... Cry with her.
  23. Only 2 more weeks until it's my birthday. I'm going to throw a huge party and it will be freaking awesome!

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