KillerKingBakudan

Obviously, this is just a toy. You can tell from the seams in the fabric and all the plastic parts.... and the fact these ponies can't possibly exist. But even though this is clearly covered in fake fur, it still has the look and feel of fur. And unlike plushies, the eyes are not a solid white. They even have this shine to them like a pair of real eyes with reflective corneas. So what if all those other manufactured details in this Twilight doll were altered? Let's say there were no seams to better resemble the appearance of a four-legged animal. That the wings were just as furry as the rest of the body, the horn was made out of bone, and the irises looked and functioned as they would in a real pair of eyes. Let's say she had the ability to move without all the motorized, mechanical whirring in her head, neck and limbs. That she had a diaphragm that would constantly expand and contract with the flow of air. Let's say there were other essential features present from any biological animal, like warm body temperature, a heartbeat, an ear canal, nostrils, teeth, an asshole, and so on. And on top of all that, try to imagine this Twilight talking to you in her natural sounding voice from the show, while also having the ability to make facial expressions at any point in conservation. Under those conditions, would you say that this doll was the most accurate depiction of how an Equestrian pony would look if they were real, and lived in our world? And if so, would it change your opinion of them?

Holy shit, that's awesome! If they come with ponies, then that puts Vinyl on my wishlist.

I'm assuming you mean roleplay? It kind of is.

Maybe things didn't happen exactly as described in each option, but one of these ponies is ultimately at fault. But yeah, take your time.

You just bought a new house in Ponyville. Twilight, Mayor Mare and Pinkie Pie have all agreed to give you a welcoming party for being the first human citizen in town. That kind of makes you a celebrity, so all ponies are welcome to attend for the opportunity of meeting you and becoming your new friends. But days before the party, you've already engaged in lengthy conversations with several of your favorite ponies. At some point, the subject of your most hated pony in Equestria comes up. This could be anyone you don't like: Chancellor Neighsay, Svengallop, Zephyr Breeze, Flim or Flam, etc. You could talk almost endlessly about what a jackass this pony is. You talk about how much you'd like to kick his ass. You make jokes about him. And most of the ponies are having a blast just listening to you and nodding their heads at every insult. They don't like this pony very much either. Then the topic shifts to ponies from OUR world. Fluttershy is curious to see what they're like in person. So on the next day, you decide to head back and talk to a friend who happens to know a farmer, who owns a handful of ponies (because reasons). And the farmer lends you the youngest one from his stables. Wouldn't it be nice to bring this plump little baby for all Equestrians to see? You do just that, and on the night of party, the pony guests are in love with it. It's a lot like a special kind of monkey to them. When the party ends, all the guests leave except for Derpy. She's had too much to drink, and she hurt herself trying to keep up with all the dancing. Doc Whooves asks if you could let her sleep over for the night, and you agree to help her with this one favor... as long as she doesn't do anything stupid. You get up in the morning to do some shopping. You check on the baby pony. It's still grazing in the backyard. You check on Derpy. She's still laying like a vegetable on the sofa. You then head out. You're gone for hours, and when you head back with all your new stuff, you find your most hated pony on the street. He's walking in your direction about 50 feet away from your house. He doesn't say anything until you pass him, at which point, you could hear him mumbling to himself. You're not able to make out a coherent sentence, but you're pretty sure that "asshole" was a word that came out of his mouth. Most likely referring to you. It seems he knows you've been talking so much shit about him behind his back. And when you get back to the house, you find that the front door is wide open. You walk inside, and the place is a mess. There's trash everywhere, some furniture's broken, and.... there's shit all over the floor. You want to ask Derpy what the fuck happened, but she's nowhere to be found. And the baby pony that you've been looking after has gotten inside while you were out, and is now sleeping in the kitchen next to some food scraps. Apparently, the door to the yard was carelessly left unlocked. Or was it? One of three things could have happened: 1) Derpy did all this herself by just being Derpy, and got so scared that she shit herself and flew off to avoid taking responsibility. 2) The pony you hate broke into the place, trashed it, shit on your floor, scared Derpy away and made it look like the baby pony did it. 3) You really did neglect to make sure the door was secured, and the baby pony just came in and did what ponies always do. If you blame the first two without evidence, you could end up eating a lawsuit. And the farmer won't appreciate an accusation about the baby's behavior either. What conclusion do you make, and what do you do?

Well, if you just touched her there like you would pat somebody on the shoulder.... nothing, I guess? I'm starting to wonder though how Sunset would take it? She'd be in a uniquely strange position.

Well, ain't this adorable?