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    Would you live in Equestria?

    in Sugarcube Corner

    7 minutes ago, Rethajni said:

    No because there is no internet, no videogames and would have to do a phisical work to survive

    Sure. 

    But just imagine it for a moment :proud:

    On 2021-07-20 at 3:40 PM, Props Valroa said:

    Take me with you!

    Yo same here brother. B)

    • Brohoof 1

    Casual stroll

    in Advanced Roleplays

    2 hours ago, Blitz Boom said:

    @Rising Dusk

    "Aah, such delightful duality, between you and him. Though I do find you the more intriguing one. Certainly he is resourceful and powerful, and will rightfully enjoy an honored spot in Harrowish history, but I do so love seeing creation, over destruction. The few things I've already seen, makes me think you a far more fascinating mare than it appeared on first sight, and it only increases the more speckles of your light I am exposed to.

    Oh how much fun it would be to pick at your brain someday. Not literally, of course. Merely in an inquisitive manner, by a mare intrigued by your magical repertoire, that are curious what of these wonders are unique to your magic, and which can be taught. Perhaps if circumstances favor it someday, you and I can find a... Mutually beneficial arrangement as it were, hm?"

    Caramel hadn't the slightest want to cause harm to this mare. Picking at your brain were merely an expression, though considering her homestead, she felt it best to clarify, just in case. It weren't as if she were unaware of how her home might be perceived. Rather ghastly place, compared to what she had seen and heard of Equestria thus far, and from a lively, colorful mare like this? Why, their country must seem a dreadful, disturbing place indeed.

    A powerful one though. Oh yes, there were no denying that, if she could do things such as this, and Caramel were ever a mare yearning to learn, and grow stronger herself. So she pondered that perhaps, she could offer something from her own long-lived repertoire, for a few lessons someday, yes? Or something else of value, she might procure. Certainly this mare had wealth in spades, but there were more a heart wanted, than mere gold sometimes. Historical value, magical value, a personal effect, some leverage on her brother she could tease him with- Life were full of things one could value from more than a mere financial angle.

    But they'd see what would come of it all, hm? They all had plenty of years left to spare, to figure such things out. Her more than them probably, as she were able to find new vessels, whilst theirs would inevitably perish, lest they did something about that. She could offer some guiding words on those, but she had doubt they'd like the price one had to pay. Not simply the taking of vessels, as she knew this extension for her, were derived from her wording at the time. She could not remember it, but she doubted her want to learn many, varied things, were all that recent. It seemed far more likely that they had heard that, and made her deal fit that desire, in their typical humorous (to them) fashion.

    It were more the other cost. That of your name. That were more costly than you'd expect, if you hadn't dealt with the fae folk before. How costly, you rarely got a grasp of, before it were too late. She hadn't at least, though she had managed to adapt, and come to accept it.

    "I do hope so. I adore colors, but it is such a difficult thing to find and use properly in Harrowmark. Makes you stand out too much and all that. Aaah, but in this much more peaceful place? Why, I look forward to draping myself in brightest color already."

    It were going to take a dress shop with some stuff others would likely consider gaudy, to sate her tastes, but she cared little. It were her want to be draped in lively colors finally, and she cared little for what others might think of her, from that perspective. She were generations behind in fashion as it were.

    "I like more muted things, but I guess what we have are not that fashionable here."

    Caramel at least tried with colors. Will-O on the other hoof, wore brown and boring colorations, making her more likely to blend in with an oak tree, or a pile of dirt, than an Equestrian crowd. It did not help either that she were dressed as if she worked at a museum, to blend in with a particular historical time period. Caramel did to a certain extend to, but she did have some stitched on, rough patches of color as it were, so it looked more like a well meaning cosplays, of older Equestria. They'd honestly blend in better both, if they ditches the clothes, as many ponies were want to do, but that were a bit too rash of a change for them. And Caramel would have to untangle the sickle from her tail, which would take some time. Had to tie that in well after all, so it didn't fall off when she tried to slice. That sort of thing could cost lives.

    "You can say *dated* out loud. We might not know how old fashioned we will look, but considering the materials you drape yourself ion alone, it is obvious that we are behind by some margin."

    "We'll try and adjust to it. Later at least. Just uhm, one step at a time, I suppose."

    "Certainly dear. Now let's get settled in, and let out dearest hostess get comfortable herself. Perhaps a bit of settling in will help with your nerves too, Will-O."

    She'd nod, and they'd both bow towards Dawn. Honestly it weren't just nerves, it were just about everything that had happened. It would take her some time to get over her exile, her newfound knowledge of her heritage, and the new place they were in, but... She'd manage. She just needed some time.

    It would be about a half hour before Caramel would knock on the door, as they were instructed. They were both clad in the same clothes they had arrived in, but they had taken a brush to their manes, tails, and coats, and the boxes had been settled around where they had to be in the house, for the time being. Caramel also had her saddlebags on her, insisting that Will-O shouldn't think about it, and just let her handle whatever they had to carry back. Which would depend on their finances, that were connected to the box of riches she had with her. That would be the first order of business, so they had something to work with.

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    @EQ_Theta

    "It's not just you specifically. It wants the longma as a whole. And now it have been stirred, it is merely a matter of time before something of this sorts happens again, and next time, there is no saying if it won't be worse. It is not a thing that can be ignored, neither by you, or others. You will have to address this, but not personally.

    It appears to have a connection to the longma, which is why I suggested Omen. She is not one of you, and her mind is a mess. Even if there were a chance it could infect others, she wouldn't be simple to do so with. If it does happen, I found my way there before. I can do so again, though I would go as far as to bet my prayer beads, that she is not possible for it to infect properly."

    It were good that they both understood that they needed to stay out of there, but it were less so that they did not understand the tools they had at their disposal. Crude as it might be to call omen a tool, for this task, she were one, and a useful one at that. She were so unlikely to be possible to infect and use, that Zhao were willing to make a bet that she would regret dearly losing. Her prayer beads were important to her, and for her role as an elder. It were also a highly magical, powerful relic. Not the sort of thing you would simply give away.

    As for Omen? She'd just look at her siblings, with her head tilted, until she were addressed, thinking of the various, peculiar things the others were saying.

    "I thought it meant it had your scent, like I do.

    And I do not have a problem going into the ruins. She is the one who knows minds, and if she says it is safe for me, then I believe it."

    "Good with some level of trust, though I would advice to be careful who you trust in. Not everyone have your best interests in mind."

    "Take your time. Let things settle, before the tale comes to a finish."

    They would all let her have her space. They would have the time to get to the next part soon enough, and she would need to brace herself for that, as that would be the harsh ending to the story, as that would likely be the point were her and Sen would need to discuss things. Potentially in relative private.

    The drink he passed to Omen would make her sniff the small bowl it were served in, before she even tried to taste it. It smelled rather peculiar.

    "Sake is an alcoholic beverage, made from rice, that's a well liked drink, here in Neighpon. We brew our own though, here in the village, rather than get some of theirs.

    Don't drink it too fast now. It is best savored."

    Omen would go in, and lap some sake up. She got one droplet down her gullet, and then tilted forward hard, face flat unto the floor next to the drink, and seemingly stiffened up. So she were standing there on her face, and her left front hoof, with the others well up into the air.

    "Sake can hit hard if you're not careful, yet never have I heard of it working this fast. Are you okay?"

    "Yes."

    "Can you move?"

    "No."

    "Then how are you okay?"

    "I thought you were okay, unless you were wounded. Have I not understood that right?"

    Zhao would sigh, and shake her head. She'd say more, but a low chuckle from Elder Sohe made her pause, and look towards the older kitsune, about to rise one of the small, low bowls of sake to her mouth.

    "Be at ease, Zhao. I'm sure it's just some oddity with her. If she is fine, it will pass."

    The bowl would be risen, and Sohe would have a small sip, then put down the cup again. She couldn't hold her liquor as she used to, but a small sampling every now and again, kept the blood flowing.

    "Master Discord said sometimes, that I had design flaws. The last one made a flower grow from my ear."

    "In its own way, that makes sense. Let us give her a little time to see if this stops on its own. If not, we will try and see if this is something that can be alleviated. Either way, I would suggest not giving her more sake.

    While we wait, has your pains started to subside yet, Sen?"

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    @Lawyer Slip

    He would get a few steps out, before the zagged line above him stopped, and the mare got into sight. A peculiar one, striped in pink, with a coat otherwise as white as snow, and looking down upon him with curious eyes. This one she had not seen before. Perfect! Just the right sort to go and say hello too then.

    Her large wings were out in full, keeping her fall down slow, until she suddenly started to fly towards him at great speeds, jagged lines in a descending, nearly rectangular manner, homing in on his position. Though right before impacting him, she'd stop, a few centimeters off the ground, and then land. Her large wings helped her to stop up abruptly like this, with rarely any sort of damage to her. It hadn't always been like that, but everything took practice to master, and she had to master this, as it burnt a lot of energy. Too tiring for regular ones, but her weird metabolism required that she burnt off a lot of excess energy.

    She she were down there then, in front of this new face, she'd lean over, towering over him, with a big grin on her face, and a warm, joyful expression in her eyes, sitting not behind glass, as none were in her frames. It seemed she merely liked the frames, or that they had fallen out.

    "Hello to you, from up the blue. I saw you from up the sky, so down I had to fly. A new face, in this fun place? I had to race, to... Hehe, whoopsie, I'm doing the rhyming thing again, aren't I? Sorry, Zebra genes are strong sometimes.

    I'm Ziggy. Who're you?"

    She weren't that old, if he knew what signs to look for, and she smelled faintly of peppermint. Though considering everything, a lot made her stick out like a sore hoof, including how much bigger she tended to feel like up close. Especially for foals. Sometimes, she had seen some youngsters just gawk up at her, craning their necks way back to try and get a scale of her. Hehe, it was so adorable! Though most had to crane at least a bit to look her in the face, unless she bent her neck, and/or leaned down. Mostly just the princesses that were larger than her, so those would be nice having a face to face with someday maybe, hehe.

    @Blitz Boom

    Slipstream attempted not to let his anxiety overtake him. He knew he needed friends in this world, and this was where he was going to start. He took a deep breath, arched his neck upward, and made conversation.

    Uh, I'm Slipstream. Nice to meet you Ziggy, and, don't worry about the, uh, genetic thing, uh I'm still new here so I don't, uh know how you Zebra folk work really. What uh brings you here to Ponyville? Aside from me of course.

    She was much taller compared to him which took him a bit by surprise, she was a brilliant shade of hot pink as well as a sheen of white. She seemed overly energetic and happy just like him. At least that's how he tried to be.

    He felt like he could only be himself around Rich and a little bit around Apple Bloom, but he wanted to break that cycle. So he made the ultimate decision. To stop being such a scaredy-pony and be himself. To the best of his confidence limited ability.

    • Brohoof 1

    Did I miss the fandom?

    in General Discussion

    13 hours ago, Casey Pones said:

    I know this might sound like a dumb question but since G4 has ended, is it too late to mingle with fellow fans?

    I just saw a video talking about MLP FIM, how the fandom was a perfect place to find friends. But since the show is over, does that mean the community will be less active and maybe fade away altogether?

    My experience interacting with fellow fans on anything is very limited. I've been a fan of many different things over the years but this is the first time I've ever joined a fan-site or really participated in fandom and I've only done it recently.. So I don't know what to expect.

    Did I miss my chance to regularly engage with people over this show? 

    No. That ain't happenin'. We're still here aren't we? As long as we are here there is always still a chance to mingle and have fun.

    • Brohoof 1
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