Artemisia

nine iron

Waffle Iron

From my experience and from what I have seen young male and female bronies still eat lunch in the same group of friends as they did previously or would if they were not bronies. While many of the group may be bronies they accept and often have many members of their group be non-bronies or even brony-haters. The conversation does not always revolve around ponys rather it is often just a topic which comes up for discussion such as a book, game, or show. While currently many high schools consist of cliques there are no specific brony cliques from what I have seen. They are simply friends with who they are friends with because of their shared interests which may or may not include MLP. Although if I may ask what is your definition of "Bro" and of "Brony", what would change a young man who loved MLP from a MLP fan to a full fledged brony? Are not 13yo jocks and 19 yo jocks both jocks? Are not 14yo harry potter lovers and 35 yo harry potter lovers both potterheads? And let us not forget about the wide range of women twihards there are. Or the homestucks?How would one be able to define the difference between a young pony lover and an old pony lover? Do they not love the same thing? Aren't they part of the same fandom? Are older fans anymore brony than younger fans?

Kittens :3

Well I am not a guy but I have scars. I have one on my knee from my 11th birthday, I was so pumped I was jumping on the couch and there was a sharp object which tore a gash in my knee. Still not sure what cut me though. On my right forearm I have three slash marks from my friends cat who attacked me, often this leads people to think I cut. I also have burns on both of my hands from cooking and hmm...forgot what that one is from.

slaughter house (is slaughter karts even a thing?)

I love the color yellow. I like country music. Deal with it. Oh my I might get some dislike here: I don't like Pinkie Pie very much. I don't like neon colors. At all. Nobody looks good in them and they should be abolished forever from fashion into the horrific wasteland of "Hideous Fads Past" and never ever occur ever again. I don't like Lady Gaga, Nicki Minaj, or One Direction. I did not like Rainbowdash until after the first season, to the point of dislike. She is cool now. I don't think nudity should be as taboo as it is. Personally in my own home I would rather have less/no clothing. Also awareness of the human body is important and we spend to much time concealing and pretending that what our bodies do is anything but natural. Also in art nudity is common and I find it disheartening that young children find the wonders of the human body as "gross" and therefore their prudish and oversensitive parents will not allow them understanding of the human body or expose them to the beauty of art simply because it has boobs or a dick. Seriously grow up. Um I love salad, Brussels sprouts, broccoli, and avocado, aswell as most vegetables. I think raw fish is better than cooked fish. Edit: Wooowww. Bunch of trivial stuff, long rant, then broccoli.

Go Karts

Keren was pleased by Ms. Frey's sensible answer, while it did not resonate completely that multiple people had experienced memory lapse she justified it in her mind that surely some other students had also been anxious before the trip. She looked down at her map but did not see anywhere she particularly wanted to visit. The other students seemed like there were places they wanted to go, especially Thalia. She seized this opportunity not to be alone. "Uh...I am sorry I don't believe I know your name...would it be all right if perhaps I tagged along with you? I really don't want to be alone in a new place." she was talking both about the village and about the academy. She resumed eating her omelette scarfing it down before it began to get cold. She finished it off and took a big drink from her orange juice. She wiped her mouth off with her napkin and sighed contentedly. She was hoping that the other girl would also want to visit the used book store and the vintage clothing store, if the weather continued to be this cold she would need warmer clothes.

Keren sat and listened to Ms. Frey's announcement. She was glad to hear they would soon be off the train, she felt as if odd things kept happening and she really had no recollection of what had happened the night before, she rubbed her eyes to get the sleep gunk out of her eyes. She looked around hoping to see food but didn't. She waved at the attendant "Uh...could I get some food please?" and was grateful when the attendant nodded and left to get her some. When she came back with a large omelette and some orange juice she also handed her a map which other students also seemed to have been given. The town seemed to have plenty of places to visit and she was glad to have a map so that she wouldn't get lost. She placed her food infront of her and began eating as Ms. Frey spoke to them. But then when Sasha asked that question, that she would have liked to ask her mouth dropped and she set her utensils down. She listened very closely for Ms. Frey's answer. She looked around at the room, where they also wondering the same things?

Would you mind putting all the RP'ers and their OC links in the first post that would make it easier to find the oc's iformation and what they look like.

Keren wandered into the dining car behind everybody else, everybody seemed to be talking to eachother but she had not met anyone to talk to so she just stood there, as two of the other girls introduced themselves, Luce and Thalia, she realized that it was her turn to introduce herself. She mustered up her courage and as she shook in her boots finally spoke to the group, " "Uh...Hi. I am Keren Jay." She said nervously still then turned her head to the next person expecting them to speak up and introduce themselves. As she looked around the room she saw all sorts of different people, from the prim Luce who seemed disturbed by something to the cool and collected Thalia who spoke without a waver in her voice. The others in the room who had yet to introduce themselves also seemed to be of a wide variety, they all seemed involved in what they were doing and did not seem to notice her. Not knowing where to sit Keren freaked out and flattened herself against a wall wishing that she could just blend in like a chameleon and not have to deal with other people.

I have had that same problem before, like I have definently had to beef up Keren. Now she has alchemy, potions making, alchemy, and low power telekinesis

Keren crossed the crowded station and reached the area where she was expecting her train to be and saw quite a few people around her age standing around talking to one another. They looked like they may be also going to the academy so she stood around hoping to hear one of them say something about it. She rocked back on her heels nervously,and pushed her dark brown hair out of her eyes as she looked around the station searchingly for the train. She looked down at her hands, one was clenching her carpet bag tightly, and the other was holding her letter and ticket, she held up the ticket so she could read it. It seemed that the train should be arriving shortly and that it was to be a long over-night trip. At least I have a sleeper bunk, 110, so I may be able to get some sleep. She thought to herself. She shifted her weight from foot to foot, her awkward and anxious shuffle made her seem like she needed to use a restroom. She tried to calm herself and think about what classes she would be taking, she thought I hope I get chemistry and biology! But what if they only have lower levels or bad teachers! What if they have horrible academics?! Why am I even going to a school I know nothing about? She wound up psyching her self out instead. When the train pulled into the station a woman approached all of them, that answered Keren's question, and told them to follow her and leave their belongings with someone else. She clutched her bag to her, not wanting to let it go. "Um, excuse me m'am may I please hold on to ONE of my bags? I don't want anything to happen to it." She looked at the kind looking woman and was able to calm herself down. She looks responsible...Yeah, totally safe, responsible adult. No longer alone here, the others seem to be my peers...She thought to herself and looked at the mismatched group...They look all right.

Keren pulled her dark brown hair back into a pony tail. "I told you we were going to be late Mom." Keren Jay said to her Mother, in the drivers seat, her voice dangerously close to a whine. "Oh the train doesn't leave for...a couple minutes. Get out. Go GO catch the train sweetie and call me as soon as you can!" Her mother said her voice beginning annoyed then became frantic. She unlocked the doors and popped the trunk of the car with the push of a couple buttons. She looked over to her daughter, the last of her she would see for a while. Keren smiled at her, "Okay, I love you Mom. I will talk to you as soon as I get the chance." She opened the cars door and hopped out swinging around to the trunk. She pulled out her duffel bag and her odd looking satchel made of the ugliest upholstery fabric ever, and swung them over her shoulder. She slammed the trunk shut and ran into the crowded station. Behind her she heard her mother shout "Goodbye little Jay! I love you!" and drive off. She looked around the station and down to her ticket, she bounced on her heels and then sprung off to find her train. She attempted to ignore how nervous she was about this 'Academy' but could not get over the fear of how lonely she might be.

Lately I have been into Fleetwood Mac/ Stevie Nicks. Soooo good, her voice is amazing and her songs are beautiful. Other than that Mumford and Sons and Foster the People mostly.

I do not really know what my reputation is on the forums, I suppose it would be good but neither admired nor ignored I am kinda just average, not well known(just a bunny).

MaryAnne dropped the towels and gave him the jug of water and towels. "Check for fever, then come get soup for him. I am go to try to find the apothecary Nyx Morton." She ran out the doors of the tavern and onto the cobblestone streets and ran acroos searching for the apothecarys shop she charged in but nopony appeared to be there. (Hey remember the apothecary?what happened to him?)

MaryAnne shook her head, "I will get the supplies you two get him upstairs into room six, I will be right up with the supplies then I have to search for the apothecary maybe he can assist us, or at-least know what is wrong." She set his head down and ran out of the room to fetch the towels, blankets, and water.