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Because the colours, bro! Anyways, I'm thinking that I have a week and a bit off now and am wondering how to spend it, maybe see Big Hero 6?

360/XB1: TheBronyDashie / Tempest Shift Friend Code: 4871-6395-2013 : Le Derp

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TK_K1raX94g Can't go wrong with rise against, their new album shows that.

Ebony walked over to the band of ponies standing around, "Well then... This is interesting." She eyed the space pony, intrigued, "So... Where are you from?" She stopped and looked towards the stabledweller. She smiled to him, "Leaving that safe lil' vault you crawled out of was possibly the worst mistake you've ever made. When I left my vault it was horrible. I wasn't slightly prepared, I nearly died multiple times. And there are creatures far worse than that... Thing, out here..." She stared at the ground blankly, lost in her train of thought.

Nothing I have visited can compare to Iceland during Christmas times. These places hold a special memory within me. (Why are they sideways?)

Ebony's eyes slowly fluttered open some time later, at first she was confused and then she realized she was moving, "Wha..." She looked around and noticed what was carrying her, the pony from the stand. She was about to say something but her sudden hangover kicked in. She groaned quietly to herself while she let her escort carry her, she prodded the pony carrying her and mumbled something resembling 'Stop... Need booze... ' She groaned again and head-butted her carrier, then thought to herself, 'That was dumb... ' She then looked around a bit more, then said, "Excuse me, whoever you are, I appreciate the kindness of you carrying me to... Wherever you're taking me, but can we stop for a moment?"

8.45/10 - Cuz reasons...

Ebony collapsed into the hay bale, she let out a large burp as she hit the hay, , "Owch... Oops..." She started blushing. "Excuse me..." She got up and looked about, "I thinksh shomeonesh shpiked my *hic* drink." She then fell back onto the stall owner's stall, sending the rest of the produce flying. As the grumpy pony went over to her, she was fast asleep, snoring away.

Ebony wandered into ponyville,mealies straight into the bar and ordered a regular, she paid a few bits and took a sips then looked about, then downed the rest in one go. Almost immidiatly afterwards she ordered another drink. And another, and another. Eventually waiter approached the drunk mare and politely said, "I think you've had enough ma'am, I think you need to leave" She slowly looked at him with one eye half open. She blinked at him, then passed out onto the bar table. She finally started regaining her senses and realised she'd been thrown out onto the street. She got up, then clutched her head from the headache she'd gotten, "Too... Much..? More like not enough..." She stumbled down the street mumbling to herself, when suddenly she heard a large exploding sound, "Alright, who tried to *hic* shoot me?" Wen she turned around, everyone was looking towards the location of stable 42. She yawned and began to walk over to exit to head towards the site, on the way out however, she managed by o bump into a slightly smaller pony, after a few seconds da she realised shed walked to a ghoul, "Oh... One of you. Sorry about tha- *hic* bit I have import... Importun... Stuff to attend to. Now excuse me." She said, walking past the ghoul.

That its overused?

Tempest had finished pouring his second morning drink, then before checking the heat, drinking it immediately. He slowly put the cup down, hoof shaking. Then he took a large gulp as tears formed at the corners of his eyes, "too hot... " he whispered to himself. He put the coffee into a flask, attached it to his saddlebags and left the kitchen, "Thanks Ahaban, for letting borrow your kitchen." Tempest the walked out towards his area, he'd been meaning to tell wrench he'd broken the lock on his door but was too embarrassed to admit how he'd bust it initially. He lay down on his bunk and began to think about before the war...

I adored the PvP content of the new X-pac but unfortunately (Stupid Feral Druid self healing) the classes I play have been... Outclassed. I play Fury Warrior, Frost Doushe Knight and Destruction Warlock, and from time to time, Restoration Shaman. I liked Ashran for about 2 weeks, then it died. 100+ people, grinding aimlessly at each other constantly... Arena life is the Life for me. I also did the first tier of raiding but am not looking forward to Blackrock foundry as my diehard raiding guild will be obnoxious for a few weeks again. I am the only PvPer in my guild of 500+ people :'( Alliance or Horde? Always Horde.

I sneeze in a abnormally high pitched tone 2 to 3 times in a row and apparently according to a few people, its adorable... I wish I had a more butch sneeze...

Science Joke incomming; Two atoms are in a bar, the one atom says to the other, "Buddy, I think I lost an electron," The other replies with "Are you certain?" And then the first responds with, "Yeah, I'm positive," How'd the first scientists respond when they mixed Oxygen with magnesium? Omg. ---------------------------------------------- Don't take offence. Take a chair.

I have absolutely no preference on where my OC is starting. I am fine with being anywhere.

@Midnight_Aurora Just a small heads up... I live within the UK and thus, have a 5 hour time difference between myself and most of the people on the forums (I'm simply assuming that a lot of the members on here are American) and I only mention this, in the event of anyone being confused of my whereabouts if you interact with my OC (Um, not sure what happened with the mentioning part of the post : /... Sorry)

Name: Ebony Catalyst Race: Unicorn Coat: Black base and faded green at all ends. Mane: Grey. Gender: Female. Age: 26 Cutiemark: A conical flask Special purpose: Chemical specialist Karma: Very evil Appearance: https://mlpforums.com/uploads/b2b05b3312d7038fe901d0818c96dc83.png Background: Pre war, she and her father and brother were sealed in individual stasis pods. She awoke a few weeks after the world had collapsed, she killed everyone in the stable (Brutally) and tested on their corpses. After she started running out of supplies she left the vault. She realized that the money she had planned to inherit was useless in these times when trying to trade with a caravan. She was captured by slavers after a month outside of the stable. By using her magic and psychology she manipulated the weaker minded slavers to help her overthrow the leader of the group. She commanded the slaver group for a short while. She then after a while of being a normal slaver decided that instead of turning in new finds to the individuals paying for slaves, used them of her tests, similar ones to the ones she'd performed at the stable. She quickly ran out of slaves to test on, turning to her thugs for the experimenting. She finally concocted the perfect poison, making the bones it made contact with liquefy. The process was slow and painful. She then started worked on creating an antidote after accidentally injecting her foreleg with the poison and having to amputate it before she became a pile of boneless flesh. She has yet to develop an effective antidote and has long given up trying, instead converting a friendly looking watergun into a tool to harness the chemical. (destroyed while travelling but still has the blueprints) She eventually killed off her entire workforce for testing purposes. Now to survive she must search to find a place of residence in the wastelands of the remnants of Equestria. (Copied from her RP char page) She's very allergic to the Stampede drug (Psycho). She is ruthless, manipulative, rude, spiteful, self centred, sociopathic, creative and boastful. She was heavily spoilt as a child. S.P.E.C.I.A.L. Strength: 3 Perception: 6 Endurance: 4 Charisma: 3 Intelligence: 7 Agility: 7 Luck: 5 Armor: Vault 66 Labcoat (INT +1) W: 5 Weapon: Small knife D: 6 W:3 Perks: Bloody Mess Traits: Black Widow, Daddy's Girl TAG! Skills: Medicine (as relation to her talent), Energy Weapons, Lockpicking If there's any mistakes I've made, as I found it relatively confusing to make this, please PM me so I can fix it.

I'd be interested in this. Might as well revive an old character and it looks cool

Tempest looked back to Wrench, "Well... I felt like being a little social this morning, and I might as well have met the new guns," He looks over to to the clear leader of the hired guns and nods curtly, "My names Tempest Shoft, pleasure to meet you." He looks back to Wrench, "Hey, if it's not too much trouble Wrench, could you check if the ballistics on my DMR are accurate, they seemed a little off when I was cleaning it earlier." With that, he goes back into the kitchen and starts making himself a cup of tea.

This Ludle is brilliant! Nice shading etc. She looks very determined to write the card.

Slightly off-topic here but anyone fancy a battle? (I'm on omega ruby)

Tempest finally retrieved his gear and headed up to where everypony else had wondered off to. He looked about for a place to sit, even though he was a skilled marksman who was very confident on the battlefield, he'd never overcome his social anxiety around other ponies. His eyes darted around the room for a lone table where he could get something to eat without the social commodities. He couldn't see one. He walked over and sat opposite Wrench, the only pony he'd had light conversation with, waving to all the other ponies he didn't recodnise on the way. "Morning again" He said politely as he set down his gear." He glanced over to the kitchen, "I'll be just a moment." He put his rifle down and flicks the safety on as he walks off to the kitchen to make something to eat. He poked his head back around a few seconds later, "Um... Do you want me to get you anything while I'm in here?"