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@Hazard Time, ,
Erroria floated outside the Radius of Lorec, Raze, and Proud Ametrine. The white fluffy cloud that she was laying down on shifted back and forth slightly as she watched with a sleepy expression, a content smiled painted on her face.
Looking back and forth between the available candidates, she decided Proud Ametrine would be the nicest to her. She floated over, dropping herself off from her cloud and onto the Earth Pony's back without an ounce of ceremony.
She'd be exceptionally light, the difference in weight barely noticeable to even a non-muscular pony. The tiny snow-white alicorn filly looked up and half-waved to everyone around her, then settled down, still looking like she could fall asleep at a moment's notice.
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But I can just imagine AJ giving Applebloom a wink and a smile after the fact.
"Ya did good, kid. That ponies been crawling up everyponies flank for years."
I'm honestly surprised Diamond Tiara put up with it for so long. I wonder how she managed to cope.
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Takes a breath of air
Let's see what I can do here.
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Laptop charger had an unfortunate blow-out this week, leaving me unable to write out parts in any amount of efficient time. Should be back up to full steam by Monday, however.
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"That would be great..." Diamond Tiara's hope went out a dull fizzle as the last vestiges of it were crushed under the weight of her own, perhaps earned disappointment. "If the doors were electronic..."
While she wondered where on earth Pinkie's head was, she turned her head to examine what they had in the small shop with them; maybe something here could be useful, even if attempting to build an escape machine wasn't exactly going to work. "Maybe we could jimmy the lock on the door... can you help me find something to work with the tumblers?"
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Diamond Tiara's face fell. She'd done it again; she'd gotten her hopes up around Pinkie. And now she was forced to have to contemplate throwing wrenches at a door, instead of doing something practical. Anything practical. She sighed.
"Pinkie... that's a nice idea. But maybe if we were actually sure about what we were building before we get to building it?" She looked down at the array of tools around her. "I mean, we have wrenches, hammers, pliers..."
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"A Pinkie-Diamond... what now?" Diamond Tiara blinked openly, sure she had heard Pinkie right, but coming up with straight mental blanks all the same. The last word machine seemed to carry some inkling of what Pinkie was planning, but considering all they had was tools at their disposal, that was more than a little foreboding...
"...You want to build a machine." She concluded. She paused, debating over it for several seconds, then sighed, and gave a dismissive shrug. She couldn't believe she was saying this, but what was the worst that could happen?
...She thought it over, shook her head, then winced. "...Okay. What did you have in mind?"
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"Really-" Diamond Tiara stopped mid-sentence before even turning, catching herself before she could finish. This was Pinkie Pie, the pony who remembered every ponies birthday in the whole of Ponyville, but routinely forgot where she was standing at any given moment. Getting hopeful around her was like setting your expectations on the edge of a cliffside; you were practically asking for it if you fell later.
"...Really?" Diamond Tiara changed up the question with a slightly more skeptical tone as she finished turning around. "You found us a way out of here? That fast?"
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...Oof. I've left this place alone for too long. I'm ashamed; that's no way for the (very self proclaimed!) header of this fan club to set a standard. :-o
Here's all the Diamond.
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Three...four-two, three...four-two... Diamond Tiara altered up the pace, a miniature waltz playing along in her head as she for the first time today actually took her time on something. The more her mind raced, the less she would be able to pick up on, she realized; an addled brain happened to be no good to anypony. And with Pinkie at her side, she thought as she strolled directly across from the music shop, into a slightly smaller section tagged by a sign that happened to be a hammer, she'd need all of the freedom to think that she could.
"...This is all of the tools." She spoke out amongst the melody in her head, which was slowing down to a quarter pace. At the same, she gestured to the racks lining the walls, where various working implements and toolboxes stacked the shelves. "If you see anything useful that'll get us out of here, then you're welcome to use it." She made sure to include the tense; sturdy tools or not, she still had no desire to see Pinkie mess around and break something. Or several somethings.
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"How... nice of you." Diamond Tiara muttered dimly as she looked around, searching for the next place to go. If they were going to be locked in this place, then they needed to take stock of everything as quickly and as efficiently as possible. Which meant...
"...Next is the hardware section." Without much ceremony, Diamond Tiara turned around the stand of the music section's middle aisle, making her way around the bend and back out past the section. The music still rang in her ears, keeping her calm, and in the back of her mind, she switched up the tune. Just like old times.
And, one-two-three, one-two-three...
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"Yeah. Do you think you could put on some Buckthoven? It helps me relax." In truth, more than that; it had been her own way of drowning out long, silent nights. Every time the darkness slipped in a little too much, and even the slightest creak of the house sent shivers down her spine, she'd put on the old record player, lay back, and let the beautifully crafted musical patterns take her away, drowning out all of the excess until she could finally pass out in peace. One song for every lonely night.
After a while, she even started to be able to compose her own melodies.
"You can just pick one." Diamond Tiara looked around, taking stock of the rest of the store's many shopping areas while she waited. "I've heard them all. Trust me."
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The musical section was stacked high, with pretty much every sort of music that a pony could possibly wish for. Acoustic, Classical, Rock, and so on, all arranged neatly in genre then alphabetical order, and left to ring around the entirety of the musical section. Some disks were left open access, while some of the more expensive ones were locked up tightly with a strange device, preventing anypony from opening or running off with them.
"They should all be in the Pop section, along with the others. Haylor Swift, Ariana Grandneigh; those sorts of ponies." She continued to pass by the aisles without much more than a glance at them, but then stopped, figuring she may as well let Pinkie finish rifing through them."...Of course, I wouldn't know much. I actually prefer classical music." She added. "It helps me relax.
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The tiny white filly on the cloud only got closer to the scene, still half snoozing as she drifted along down the street. She hung half over, letting her hooves fall down over the front as she pressed onward towards where she had heard the explosion.
A few moments later, the tiny white alicorn rounded the corner, spotting both Lorec and Raze. Silently from the distance (being less than a dozen feet away, she watched them both with a half-interested expression, cloud shifting up and down slightly as she waited for whatever was going to happen. Or not.
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"Don't you dare." Diamond Tiara raised a single eyebrow, looking over her back in warning. "No party cannons. And no streamers. And yes; I know you have some somewhere." She didn't even need to check; she was just taking pre-precautions. Pinkie Pie always had something or two lying around. Or three or four, or five...
"We're keeping this low-key. Low-key. I want this place exactly like it was when we first came in here, if not better." She drifted further down the stores impressive length, passing the aisles of average grade utility clothing. She stopped when she came to a different section, bearing a massive CD right outside its lot.
"This is the music section." She drifted past the CD and into the section itself, moving past the desk and heading deeper inside. "Nearly every kind of music is stashed here. Donktrtry, hip-clop, classical..."
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@J.R., @Unicorncob, , ,
On the busy city streets (somewhat more cleared as ponies had fled the scene after the ensuing fight), a small cloud drifted over a lone cafe table, hovering as if it had been suspended there. And in the center rested its tiny, sleeping owner, though "sleeping naturally became a thing of the past, as explosions and the screams of ponies running past her woke her up out of her sleep. The young filly cracked a yawn, and peered out over her cloud, catching the gist of the conversation, and watching the group go by her in a blur. She yawned again.
"Freaks... monsters... sounds like fun." She tilted her head down under her cloud, staring at the group as they passed, though her eyes were mostly riveted on Sifana. "Hmmm..." She nodded off, so much so that she almost slipped off of her cloud, then pulled herself back up just in time. Re-righting herself, she set off in the opposite direction of the ponies, towards whatever had made the noise.
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"Well, no. This isn't a convenience store, Pinkie; it's general purpose. There's everything a pony needs to survive in here." Except a way out, she thought, slipping past the clothing section, and deeper into the store.
"This is the tool section. Wrenches, hammers, nails. You know. The drill." She gave a half-hearted attempt at a joke, hoping that Pinkie would subtly be able to catch it. "Unfortunately, nothing strong enough to break down the door; I already tried that already. Several times..." She shrugged, with a small smile.
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Diamond Tiara blinked, then leaned forward to get a closer look Princess Flurry Heart.
She had never seen the Royal child before, and had barely even heard rumors about her since she'd been born some time ago. And to the foal's credit, not very pleasant one's; something about causing an eternal winter, destroying the Crystal Empire, and things along that nature. Diamond Tiara had somewhat suspected something downright unpleasant, but looking at Flurry Heart, she seemed... tame. Like every other normal foal, minus the fact that she was an alicorn. What was everypony so concerned about?
Diamond Tiara stood back a ways and off to the side, and smiled as she let Pinkie and Cadence say their hello's. It had been something that had become increasingly common lately, but she no longer really desired the ultimate spotlight...
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Diamond Tiara paused, to look back at her. The pony who could remember the names and birthdays of every pony in the whole of Ponyville somehow couldn't remember to bring her own wallet. She sighed; she would've yelled, but she knew that Pinkie Pie of all ponies was most likely to be legitimate about telling the truth about not bringing a wallet. She was too innocent not to be.
"...Fine." She sighed, and turned around. "I'll pay for it. Just make sure that you tell me whenever you eat something. I don't want my dad to lose a single cent because I got locked in this place, and he's not going to." She continued walking, moving Pinkie along on the rest of her "tour..."
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"Well..." Diamond Tiara took a deep breath, preparing herself.
"So, it was Hearth's Warmings Eve, and there was a Princess party, and all the bigwigs were there. And I was there by myself, just sort of wandering around, until I met up with Golbez. Golbez is a griffon." She slowed down, taking the time to put the point over clearly. "So, we were out heading to the castle when there was news about this strange pony out throwing presents at everyone, so we stopped to investigate and it turned out it was Cherry Bomb just having a merry old time, and we picked her up..." She took a deep inhale.
"...She gave me a present. A stuffed doll." She looked at Cherry Bomb. "And originally," I was planning to throw it away, but... I decided it looked pretty nice. So I placed it up on my shelf, with all of the others." She shrugged. "No big deal."
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"Oh, there's probably going to be explosions." Sunset Shimmer replied.
"Definetely explosions." Ivory Star added.
"Typical throw-em down, knock-em out drag match. One of us might not survive. You know, the whole nine." Sunset Shimmer entered the Arena hall, grinning to herself. "It feels so good to be back in action!" She had forgotten how magic felt; how it felt to be apart of the power within her, instead of being forced to observe it from afar in a different world. And now, she was enjoying this. And by the end of it, probably more than she should be...
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Diamond Tiara paused, her face wrinkling up as she witnessed Pinkie Pie licking the coal dust. "Pinkie Pie! Really-" She stopped herself just in time with a small sigh; of course really. What else could she expect?
"...Anyways." She sighed, shuffling the the saddlebag on her back for emphasis. "I don't think any of us want to stay on this platform for much longer. So let's get moving, before we all start to atrophy..."
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Takes a breath of fresh air.
So... we're back. And sorry it took so long.
I won't mention why i've been gone so long, since it would consist of a gaping line of non-relevant excuses, but I will say this: i'm limiting myself here, in a small capacity. No more than three separate posts at any one time to any group of people, with possibly one personal one that i'm working on, and will drop if necessary. But, that's basically it; as much I loved to do 7 and 8 (and twelve) separate post responses at once for everybody, I realized that's... not something that works out well for anyone, in the long run. So just a heads up.
...Oh, and don't worry; i'll still be doing all of the temporary stuff, like admissions into Bangcolt and minor interactions and whatnot. But don't expect any major story arcs unless you're one of the three, or someone decides they want to shelve theirs. Simple as that.
Bangcolt Arena! (Fighting/Sol) -OOC- (Never closed)
in Everfree Planning, OOC & Discussion
If that's the case, then i'm throwing in the lovely miss Anne:
https://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/mary-brightstrings-anette-r8187