Widdershins

Hmm, let me see if I can't catch the thought I had before... Widdershins, as a sort of character inverse of Discord, cares deeply about having friendship! So much so that he's likely to kill a pony orchestrating this massive, showy plot for a huuuge adventure where you all bond over hardship like one does in the usual Fantasy Childrens' Episodic Television Show! He misunderstands things to comedic extremes, can't grasp other's personal boundaries of what's weird to see an immortal being do... ...So you're saying i'm basically Derpy Hooves then. I'm Muffin pony? Wuh-......yes, but Mysteriously Magical! And big funny lobster claw!! Point being, B.B that perhaps Widdershins would make do with a mentor figure of sorts. Did always fancy him/it going to the Friendship School. Maybe learning how to curb his impulses enough to learn that if a pony says they need to warm up, you don't yeet them into the sun. On another tentacle, Widdershins does have vast technical magical knowledge, the capacity to manipulate spacetime (though he's forgotten alot due to being out of practice[gone mad]) and a long track record of falling into groups with the worst intentions for him. With immortality, its lost alot of their self-respect and he'd gladly serve as a contained battery of magic for whatever Villain comes along. Kind of always did want to explore the theme of being overconcerned with friendship to the point it ruins your social skills. Don't think the show ever covered that lesson. Probably with Pinkie Pie. But I don't remember good.

As i've said, probably, there's two reasons one would curse, from either anger or pain. Me, personally, if i'm in pain from stubbing a toe I just crumple like a cracker and its usually incomprehensible squeaks. Anger, I feel, doesn't help matters if you express that directly in front of the situation or person that has caused it. There are ways to talk over problems. Though as an adult, one does often find oneself muttering in a different room about the fellow you just left! And when I do... I speak in my Elder Thing dialect i've been practicing! Yes, i totally know it for real! ... mostly squeaks & chirrs. It helps frustration to focus instead on pronouncing things rather than dwelling on negativity.

Eh-heh, s-sorry for the... several month long unwarranted Hiatus! I've been so wrapped up with work and anxiety that i've not made much time aside to do any forums or writing. There certainly is other types of writing i've been meaning to get done. Did make an SCP or two a little while back. I need more practice with setting aside "Me" time. I do mean to have more roleplay! Say @Blitz Boom? Did we ever arrange a means to get my Draconequus in here? I don't seem to recall seeing a mention or any clues to thereas. I'm so sorry for the unreliability, heh

"And YOU, my handsome friend, are a wise and honest judge of, like, character!" Whett Kindle quickly adopted the other stallion's way of speaking in a clear act of inspiration and admiration. If he were being honest, by which anyone could deduce, the kirin had assumed nearing the front roof of a building was as much as inside. Kirins' structures were sparse and shallow, rarely much depth for more than two rooms of much size at all. While to an outside traveler this may make them look mystical they were in practice mostly cots for temporary sleeping on account of how often things burned down. In truth, Whett had been inside towns before but for small visits at a time, barely more than a day. As outgoing as he often came across, it required someone to start him up first. Most who did notice him as a stranger often found it more prudent to carry on with their daily tasks rather than ask the drifter his life story he clearly wanted to belt out on a moments notice. At that, most of Whett's travels were through forest and wilderness with months between finding anyone and more often than not he found himself getting along better with feral animals that were far more accepting of random wild outbursts of expression. In short, he was exactly the kind of recluse to assume a server's kindliness meant an immediate, lifelong bond of friendship. "Kindle trusts you fully already! Why, me and my dude here are as thick as theives! You'll never meet a stallion so caring and skilled at his art! LIKE, EVERYPONY SHOULD BUY FROM HIM!" Whett would practically bellow to all within earshot a glowing recommendation of his friend's art while lifting Cover's front leg to show Alonsus his art, tugging the former stallion almost off his hooves like he assumed friendship involved literally chucking one pony at another. If anyone had asked what emotion he was feeling (and Whett would, loudly offer) he would profess that he was overwhelmed. Rarely did he speak to more than two ponies in a day, much less get a glowing recommendation of sentiment in such flowery attention as Alonsus had given. And, like most of his emotions Whett needed To Make This Everypony Else's Problem to both keep the situation going & positive. Unfortunately the thought of going actually inside the building towards the mare at the counter had escaped the kirin, as he had forgotten the simple fact that buildings had insidey parts. Given the notion, he would have gladly proceeded to drag both the other two stallions forward by their necks in exuberance as if they were equipped inventory.

"I sure hope they are!" Whett Kindle had responded on their journey into town. "We all have, like, scars, man. Some more an obstacle than others, but you can't let that get in your way of living a life, finding a place ah peace, y'know? After all, you aren't the first one to run screaming from me!" There had been other attempts to come into town, sure. Often it was with the stray filly that wandered too far out of town on adventures and didn't really know how to calmly greet a new, larger stallion that had a tendency to literally explode or the odd off pony that didn't really cope well with sudden surprises from a stranger on the road. Whett would think better of that attempt to contact society at large and head back off into the wild again to stand under a nice waterfall (oddly, the nature of Equestria sure did have alot of pituresque waterfalls) and tell himself, repeatedly, that that was just a bad day for those involved, a mistake that wouldn't happen again. It didn't mean he was a monster for looking different, that he would not, would not, be like his parents and wreck things to such a point that a whole culture had to change just to get them to be Normal. So many nights alone with thoughts, quivering under waterfalls, headbutting trees to just think something other. He had to have a place somewheres. Where he was leaving sure wasn't normal. Surely Ponykind didn't always have to put magical mind dampeners on them just so they wouldn't drive themselves extinct. They must be doing something right, or they wouldn't have so many towns. "Can't worry! If anything happens, we'll burn that rubble when we get to it! .......... that, uh, was probably a poor choice of words, wasn't it?" Later, on arrival: The two stallions had come into town and were welcomed into the outside seating area of the diner as they were greeted by Alonsus. Coincidentally, Whett happened to sit upon one of the benches Alonsus had just been working on earlier that day. "Meat!! Why i've had a few before! MEAT, hah! Hardly worth the exercise to get, I'd say!" The kirin had said in a notably loud enough voice to carry towards other customers that might hold some mild worrying concerns and awkward glances over such words being said in a tone of voice given to somepony unused to being around others and using an "Indoor Voice." The bombastic reply carried a suspicious whiff of faint brimstone to Alonsus reminiscent more of inventors and those that play with matches. Hopefully the former, he would think. "I'M just so glad to meet you, man! Welcoming me to your place of business thingy! I've, like, NEVER been INSIDE a building before!!"

Weeell, basically the whole "Oh yee great spirits from the beyond and elaborate thesaurus descriptions! Heed mine call to be top hobknob at the unicorn gala!" kind of shameal. Most summonings and pacts are just comedically wide open to specification in spite of what you'd think. And JUST TO BE CLEAR, LIKE, i'm TOTALLY not a demon or nothin. It's all spirt hoopla nonsense. It gets pretty vauge as you get up there, doncha know? I've spent alot of time trapped in orbs and staves and such. Happens when you're a energy battery for chaos magic.

Whett Kindle the kirin would help his traveling companion up again off the road. With a pat on the back of reassurance, he would tell Cover Up "You, like, find yourself walking the path your hooves are on, right man? Please don't go chasing waterfalls, stick to the rivers and the lakes that you see. Like, if somepony out there looking for you, they'll be destined to cross your path; go chasing running water of guesses and you'll never be in the same place enough times to even find yourself, you get me, man?" It wasn't his strength to use words to get across to somepony. Any kirin and him in particular, knew that sometimes others weren't willing to listen to what you could say and he'd seen Cover Up get lost in memories a fair few times by now. Having too many thoughts to be able to get them out was something Whett could sympathize with and wasn't about to push someone to trot when he could lend a shoulder to lean on in a more calming walk. Also, he was hungry. And bored. Alot of emotions to sort through. Always so much noise, even when Whett was by himself, and having somepony by his side for a bit of the journey helped ease that too. As they headed off into town, he offered further inquiry as encouragement. "Let's go find that place, dude. Find this Joe and ask why he's slapping ponies. Man, this whole Town thing sounds crazier the more I hear about it!"

@Blitz Boom I has... a minor pwablim wif being responsiwve. I keep forgetting the forums and setting side time to post. I'm sorry about that. Pretty sure I posted? Or maybe i'm only remembering having had the thought to? Been doing the job only, pretty much, heh~ Have thought that was what the primary genesis to my character was. I don't think the show ever taught the lesson of tempering the whole Friendship thing. That if you focus too hard on being a friend, that you can wind up pushing people away or just not meeting a person in the way they want that would be a natural way to friendship. That you don't have to continiously push onto another and have the constant, episodic adventures and maybe sometimes friendships fall apart and that's natural and okay. Probably Pinkie Pie. Sounds like her. Think there was one episode she was bugging an old donkey. Like, you don't have to present a dramatic crisis to have a reason to be around another being Well now, I can see you're dealing with this hard. But we can work through this as you tell me how you *FEEL* about me vanishing your legs away. And stop screaming. It's happened to me dozens of times, I told you that you get used to the dismemberment. Or that you can be something other than the magical entity summoned to grant a wish or do the bidding of whoever's summoned him. That is usually how he's met others. Widdershins has lived longer than he can remember and its gotten to be a blur of just surviving in whatever predicement he's found his way into and forcing a Narrative to include him as opposed to just floating around. So yeah, with that in mind, I think he could work with whoever you choose. ...I did make a response post, right?...

@Blitz Boom Sorry too, been caught up in the stresses of work too! See, I think for a while there we were playing well off a stoic guardsmare you had and that kind of worked. Think the thing is that Widdershins does care alot about coexisting with others, he's just a fair bit mad and can't gauge well what's too extreme a response. Basic cartoon in real life, kinda thing. He tries hard to play with and "hover" around others to impress them, and that can make him pretty impressionable. While creating matter out of nothing is kind of the draconequus "chaotic" shtick, its more complicated than that i believe, as he's too unfocused to channel even Chaos that does still make him a source of power. It wouldn't be the first time he's aided an obvious villain just because he wanted to help. And blowing up A version of Earth for an interstellar highway was kind of just a paycheck at the time so... Like, he can be used as a battery and accomplice or he can be taught the uphill lesson that maybe not everything has to be an epic, long quest. Like any wishgranter, that tends to be the reason any mortal seeks him out. I like the idea of attending a sort of Friendship School like they have now, where he can learn that Fire isn't a good answer to things and that most people don't like dying or being forced to walk on their lips for the rest of the day. Widdershins tends to play the role of the MacGuffin magical force sought out to solve the big issue, if only you can learn how to point him in the right direction. Or the odd magical creature you talk into stop doing that thing that keeps endangering the local populace. Or the annoying friend who can't take a hint to leave someone alone! I have always felt he might get along well with your lil bomb filly. Lessons in restraint! Think a teacher of sorts could work, yeah! Also, side question? Think typing around here has changed? Like, there a search function to find when last you were Mentioned? Or if there be other forum minutiae i might need to relearn.

S-sorry, been sleep deprived and trying to balance out time outside of work, heh~ (I swore i typed out several paragraphs in response to this before...) Looks like there's new means to quote/highlight messages on the forums these days! I'll have to see if there's way to Search/check out older Mentions? But Yeah, I like what character work you've done! Widdershins I feel, works better as an oddball out. Like, he tries too hard to make friends and comes off as more chaotic than he means to be. Like gifting acient artifacts even he doesn't understand or misunderstanding tasks in helping out. But you've seen all that before!~ I think he'd work better off a Straight Mare archetype, if you get me? A more grounded individual that can teach it how to curb himself enough to get along. Like one would at the School of Friendship! (I do need to know if anypony has dragged Discord off to there, lol) I do need to figure out how to respond more around these here forums.

I sure would like that! Always did want to paint Widdershins as the oddball out. A sort of flip to Discord, as he does want to socialize and get along, but is too removed and magical to have a reliable judgement of what is reasonable or fatal! heh~ Discord is a Mayadere. Sure, he'll get along, but there's always that slight undertone that he's only tagging along so he can get what he wants. He's confident in his own power, and only hesitates manipulating others on the risk he might lose friends. ... Like Squidward! The greatest villain of our times, Squidward. Widdershins will be your friend! You can't stop him from, you can only hope his gifts don't wind up welding you to the wall cause he hoped you'd find that funny~ I do like what we're doing in the sort of group dynamic we've got with @Sekel and their dragonpony. I feel there's some good themes to work together with, like i've probably said. Kaltrop didn't know his parents and is making his own place in the world. Dazzle is finding her parents to find a place. Dawn is finding her own way in spite of her parents. A character's origin can define alot of personality too.

@Blitz Boom S-sorry. I do want to rp more and be around here. I've just lost alot of confidence lately, and I do suppose that comes with losing Sleep. I just don't know what to do... With this Tossed Salad & Scrambled Eggs~ He's coming again~* ...Much anymore in the Rp. Far as I know, Kaltrop has relationship dynamic with Dawn Streak, but I don't really know how to keep up with other dynamics with other characters around. Though really, not like being aware of setting has ever helped, or stopped us before. I don't think @Sekelhas responded yet? Did think there was some ground to cover with their dragonpony as well, in the theme of coming to terms more with what you are in your own life, rather then searching for one's origins.

"Well, Kobold is close enough! No sense going around about it for hours, eh? We is, what we is, man~" Whett would see his traveling compatriot's shocked expression, and his face would wane in less than its jovial expression. In a lower, calmer voice, one from some experience of meditation, he'd say lowly to the other stallion. "...Nature does be loud sometimes. But that's okay, when sometimes things are too much. You can feel that slight breeze on your fur? The birdsong & movement of life around you...? That's where you are now. History is past." He'd calmly move forward, gently booping his snout to his. "... and you're okay. You are, where you are." Then he would turn to the farmpony and return to his cheerful, goofy tourist-pony tone. "That's what great about the Outdoors, yeah?!!? It's either Peace or Adventure! Hehee!"

Heh. S-sorry~... I have a hard time garnishing the energy to check back up on the social medias. I don't got alot of energy to feel confident to posting anything when i'm trying to be good for a job and all. I'm sorry I haven't been around... Maybe if I posted more often, I'd be better at keeping track of things in an RP. I entirely forgot there was a farmer horse we was asking directions from, @Blitz Boom. Hope its okay to kind of co-op the narrative on this temp character to kind of have him act as a calmer reaction in the momment. I've kind of lost what we're doing around in the setup with @Sekel. I assume it's just the... six characters going back inside the candy shop for now?

Whett Kindle might not always show it, but he worried alot. It is interwoven in Kirin culture to be aware of your feelings and one's inner balance does tend to be passed down or brought up among them often. Less so in Kindle's direct family however. Kindle tended to react to alot of things that might not seem to be happening to someone viewing him. Things said, things yet to be, just how loud that bird was singing and if it was doing so just to to annoy him because that so totally has happened before. Alot of the small glens he had stopped to bed down in in his travels had a tendency to be trampled from pacing and constant changing of sitting/fidgeting spots. He had a temperment that tended to flicker... and it just took small kindling to set a flame. "See? It's just a r- ... HeHe~ Haah... HAAH-!!" Foomph! It was like a cloudburst. A large cloud of air suddenly expanding way faster than normal as too much heat in far too small an area caught the air around it to disperse its heat. Enough to temporarily blind & deafen ears to a ringing tinnitus. Anypony used to being in the Great Outdoors for most their life are familiar with heat lightning which can happen on clear, sunny days or just simply the sparks two charged rainclouds can make if they're treated too roughly and happen to clash. It's often a fun trick Weatherpony pegasai will trick their friends with, just as much as it is a sign to respect the nature they work with. For the farmpony too, sudden loud sounds are a common enough when you spend every hour outdoors in all weathers. Especially when you've got pegasai somewheres overhead kicking clouds around. To a simple Country Horse's term, he would treat it as a hilarious surprise and "one Darn Huge Fart." To the sensitive, indoors, Artistic Type that Cover Up clearly was, it felt like a bomb just went off in front of him and he needed to check to see if his body was still in one piece! Like the backfire to a car's bad exhaust pipe, (though i know that analogy doesn't work here in Equestria...) a small circular area of area encapsulating just where the three had stood began clearing out a dissappating black, sooty smoke. The grass in the area would be blown back from a sudden, centralized burst of wind and stay there like that*, hats would surely be blown off, but other than a ruffled flush there would be no harm. The farmpony would get back up with a pleased guffaw, but what would baffle his fancy a bit more would be the heftier pony's sudden Quickchange. Sitting still in the same place he had sneezed from unharmed and lines of blown grass pointing at him with smoke clearing, Whett chuckled cheerfully. In spite having turned dark coal back, his hide much more smooth scaled black only accentuating his red mane fluttering in his own cool magical heat and the red horn, the only part unchanged of color, resting above his whited eyes. The Farmpony reacted with mild amused curiosity, it was hard to be scared of someone when they were oafishly sat on their flank like a foal and giggling apoligies. "*Fuh*, excuse me~ ... Shee? Is just a reaction!" Whett Kindle cutely rubbed his snoot with an obsidian forehoof. Kirins were not beings of subtlety. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ @Blitz Boom @Sekel Kaltrop followed the rest inside the candy shop and the conversation Benny kept up. "That's how MY blood works anyway. Dragons blood boils at command. That's what all the other dragon kids said back at the craters we fought together in anyways." He said in much that tone a petulant little brother often used that sounded like an authority yet equally fully believing everything their told, especially if its been bragged about enough times like young, teenaged dragons tended to do. Benny would know the dragon culture's habit of young dragons having more to do in their own rebellious circles than their direct parents usually, and how that didn't much help perpetuate the Hotheaded stubborness dragons tended to have.

Whett was mostly trotting alongside (in varying circles around Cover Up, really. It seemed this kirin could outrun him if it weren't for his attention span.) and stopped to stare at the other stallion with a wide-eyed blink as he talked. Scrunched in an expression of a thought as it occurred Whet responded. "You seem to be doin' a stutter man. Here, maybe there's something I can do to help you feel better around me." They'd stop their walk momentarily as the Kirin walked in front of him to cross over to the side of the road and stick his head into the wheat for a quick second. Which given the prior conversation about combustion would have made his host flinch for a bit, but he came away with no ill effect with a thin wheat stick complete with underdeveloped characteristic wheat poof on the end. Whett walked over silently to Cover Up, handed him the tiny strand then proceeded to take a step back and plop down on his hindquarters to wave Pinkishly at his travelling partner. "Here ya go! Now stick that in my nose, man! Give me a tickle!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ @Sekel & Blitz "Pride is simply an awareness, I say. I simply occupy my own airspace. My own blood, is dragonblood. And as such, It does what I command it to do and it only ever boils when I want it to." Kaltrop said proudly. Then gave a blink with all the expression of intoning that he was pretty sure that's how that biology worked anyway.

HECC YES. I Love lampposts. Like, i like to take pictures, give hugs to lamposts. They stand around, quietly, giving light to those who need it and asking for nothing in return. Because they inanimate. Or hugging trees, y'know? Showing intense appreciation for something is okay. My first car i spent alot of time in, because i'd be tired after work, too scared to go home yet and risk the drive back. I'd nap in the back of Baby Blue in some dark parking lot and she was my safety shell! Keeping in mind the fact that ancient roman culture had a whole ton of variety of classifications of what Love meant and I can't really say there's any reason to not show Love to anything and everything. Love is, after all, a far more vague a concept, yet it is none the less deeply felt.