Venomous Deers

Blossom's hooves were quaking and she put her survival knife away after seeing the grey pony in front of her the same. Realizing the pony meant to be peaceful and was only trying to get help for her... sister. Blossom's eyes narrowed to slits, not so convinced to give away her only germ blocker to somepony who she just met five seconds ago. "But she just saved your life...It's only fair to repay her by saving someone else's life for her", part of her self conscious said to her. The unnamed blue pony just stood a distance behind them, trying to figure out what had happened, but Blossom knew as much as he did. The grey pony just stared at her anxiously, waiting for a response, but Blossom was stuck. What if an infected pony got her? She'd have no defense against them besides her knife and hooves, the germ blocker could save her if she was in that situation. Blossom reached into her bag, secretly tucking the germ blocker underneath a few rations of food. She pretended to scrunch her nose up in thought before snapping the bag back and shaking her head. "I used up my last one up there. I didn't know if I was going to fall or what, but I wanted to be prepared in case I did..." Blossom lied straight through her teeth, and her conscious took a huge blow from seeing the broken look on the other ponies face, but she then turned to the blue pony, which made Blossom just hope he was nice enough to give her one.

Blossom spotted a blue pony from a distance and tried to weigh her options. She could call out for the pony to help her, possibly they would be willing to slay the ponies underneath the tree. Or she thought that possibly they would kill the ponies and then kill her. It was a possibility she couldn't ignore. She also thought about possibly driving the infected ponies towards him so she could make a break for it, everyone for themselves, right? When finally she couldn't bare staying in the shivering tree for much longer, she cleared her throat and braced herself for either life or death. "Help! Please, somebody!" She screamed out into the bleak sky. She saw the blue pony look her way and evaluate her situation, probably wondering if she was worth saving or if he should just leave her for dead. The undead ponies were bucking at the tree wildly to hopefully knock her down and gobble her up but she still saw the blue pony frozen in place, wondering what he was to do in the situation in front of him. "Somebody! Anybody!" Blossom yelped as she felt an especially hard buck and the branch she was standing on start to crack

Blossom let out a horrified scream as the three undead ponies wildly jumped around the tree. She anxiously and shakily sawed off all of the other low branches she could, one of the bigger ones falling onto one of the ponies bloody faces and knocking it unconscious, for the time being at least. Once she was high enough on a sturdy branch, the vicious ponies were still underneath, mindlessly jumping up and bucking at the tree as she held on for her life. If she were to fall off, she'd have to seriously make a run for it, but Blossom hoped that eventually they'd smell some other prey and give up on her. Other gunshots and screeches of pain and misery were heard from the tree top she was standing on. It was difficult to balance, but it was better than on the ground where the infected ones could get her. She overlooked the bleak town and nervously felt the small vibrations from the infected ponies bucks on the tree in their attempt to knock her down. They were smart and she knew that, for being almost mindless creatures taken over by a parasitic organism, Blossom had surely underestimated them in the beginning. Jumping down was not an option, she'd surely break something if she tried to get down on the ground with a single leap. And she did not have the supplies to heal herself if she did, and the infected would surely be able to catch up to her and eat her if she was running on a broken hoof. Climbing down and jumping from a lower branch wasn't the best idea either. One misguided step, and she would become those ponies next lunch. So for now, she was stuck.

With the sound of her hooves barely able to be heard on the soft ground, Blossom walked through the seemingly barren and empty town, a tattered green saddle bag containing her items. But she held the survival knife close to her in case of an attack. "Of all the times to fall asleep on a train, Blossom," She muttered to herself. She was originally from Appleloosa and had planned to visit her aunt and uncle in Fillydelphia, but that hadn't worked out. She had managed to fall asleep on the train and wake up only to find herself on the last stop the train had, Newstart. It didn't look like a bad town, no industries and seemingly friendly people. Blossom decided to stay a few nights since the next train to Fillydelphia was days away, but that was before the infection started to spread madly and the entire town was sent into lock down. And Blossom was trapped. Blossom was able to jump on to a small branch on a tree near by and climb onto the closest branch above. She used the knife firmly secured in her hoof to saw off the low branch to assure that no infected ponies could reach her. They were smarter than she had bet on, and she needed to think resourcefully and quickly if she wanted to survive anyway.

Name: Orange Blossom Race: Earth Pony Age for this RP: 19-20? Talent(s): Running, first aid, cooking, she's small and flexible so it's easy for her to squeeze into small places and hide, better with close combat if necessary, very cunning and agile Cutie mark: Pie and a flower? she's a baker and the flower is an orange blossom for her name Notes: She's quick on her feet (or hooves) but is very afraid of heights and loud noises Link to page: http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/orange-blossom-r7344 Starting Items: Survival Knife Germ-Blocker 3 Clean water Rations 3 Food Rations Matches

Alright then, here we go... Name: Orange B lossom Age: 19-20(ish?) Race: (Pegasus, unicorn, earth pony, mule, donkey etc) Appearance: Seen in my profile photo: a kinda lanky pony with tan coat, and an orange mane tied into two ponytails. She also wears a light blue checkered bandanna Cutie Mark: A pie and an orange blossom flower, representing her talent of baking and the specific flower representing good luck as well as her name Personality: She's usually very kind and laid back but get's scared very easily. She's not shy, just skittish and not well adapted to loud noises and surprises. Blossom can get mean when she needs to but tries not to pick physical fights due to her thin body shape. She's extremely witty which sometimes got her in trouble when she was a filly with her parents because of their high status. Special Talent: Baking mainly, and she's good when met with deadlines like if given a big order for goods in a short amount of time Additional Notes: Nothing really Back story: She was raised in Canterlot by her two wealthy parents but moved away to Apploosa after she realized that the big capital city just wasn't the life she was after. Blossom built her own bakery and started a booming business in baked goods. She also uses the loud hustle and bustle of the western town to help get used to loud noises, though it's not easy.

Blossom looked back at Luna, hearing her talking from behind the herd of the rest of the white ponies. "I'm Orange Blossom, and that's... a really good question actually. I have no idea where we'll get food or water or any of that." She says as they keep walking down the bright white halls. I'd need a lot more than a little bit of dye to get my hair back to it's normal color." She sighs a she sees her white mane that used to be a flattering, bright shade of orange with less saturated highlights. Finally the ponies came to a certain spot in the walls where almost hidden door seemed to lay. "Hey, look. Maybe this could lead us somewhere..." Blossom said as she pushed on the door; it didn't budge, only the echoing of when she had hammered on the door with her hoof was heard throughout the large encasement they were stuck in. A few ponies much larger than Blossom started to work on the door, bucking against it with their large hooves, but nothing worked, there wasn't even a dent in the strange white door once they had stopped to give it a closer look.

Could you draw my oc, Orange Blossom, see in my profile photo? Thank you!

Hello! I would like a vector of my OC, Orange Blossom seen in my profile or down below. I see that you're super busy so if you don't want to do mine or it'll take a while, that's fine! The base I'd like is seen here. http://monster-dark-bases.deviantart.com/art/I-m-ready-to-win-477553821

could you draw my oc Orange Blossom, seen in my profile photo or down below. Thank you so much! And your style is so cute! I don't want any fancy background or something, just my pony!

"I doubt this is some strange dream..." Blossom said, looking down at her now slightly bruised leg. "Because I... can't... seem... to... wake...UP!!" She exclaimed as she beat herself up with her hoof again and again to escape this almost nightmare-ish scene. Still, nothing worked and Blossom was starting to get anxious and terrified that she would never return back home to Apploosa, and she'd be stuck in this white hell forever. "Hey, hey, take it easy..." One of the other white ponies said as they tore her hoof away from her arm and placed it back down. "We're all in this together, so if we want to get out of here and find out what this is, we have to stick together." The pony said. Blossom nodded and glanced back down at her startlingly white coat and pet her now snow white mane that matched the floors and the walls and the other ponies. "We need to walk, there's a long pathway this way and I have no idea what it leads to..." One of the white ponies said as they pointed out the long hallway that was also bright white. "Maybe this will lead us somewhere that can all bring us home." She said hopefully.

Blossom's eyes shot open as if she had been stepped on. "What the....?" She mumbled groggily as she stood up. All that was around her was white. White?! Blossom looked down at herself and saw her own light tan coat had turned the very pale color as well as her bright orange mane. "This has got to be some kind of dream..." She whispers as she tries to hit her arm with her hoof to hopefully wake her up from this strange scene. She only felt a bit of pain on her lower hoof, no feeling of waking up. "It's not, trust me. We're trapped," Someone said behind her. Blossom glanced behind her and saw two other white ponies, the only things that weren't white we're there technicolor pupils, which she was strangely glad to see. "And you are't dead if you thought that either." The pony in front of her said. Blossom glanced around at the entire white room and the other ponies white coats and manes. "Then what the buck is this!?" She asked, starting to panic a bit. Who would run the bakery if this wasn't some crazy hallucination? Who would care for Mars, her kitten back home. "We have no idea..."