Avery

I would pick Earth. Feels like the most grounded element for me to conjure.

Kidnap em and drag em then

What show are you going?

Quillhelm glanced between Viola and Pencil in a brief silence, his ears perking as he tried to catch what kind of errand Pencil was talking about. His gaze drifted to the half-duck, half-pegasus, who was counting her bits with intense focus. A sly smile crept across his face. He just couldn’t resist. “Two hundred Mississippi… two hundred twenty Mississippi… three hundred Mississippi…” he drawled, deliberately trying to throw off her count.

Aw that’s so interesting I always thought it just the wrath part! …poor thing. My favorite is Bake-kujira^^!

That’s depends. If I were in a meeting yes, I have to be smart what I say. Debate, yes, because I want to make sure my facts are consistent. It’s more of being careful than being afraid of sharing my opinions on things. But in casual time… I don’t have filters.

“That’s a card!” It’s used for a compliment for whenever I feel amazed or super excited. I have other slangs that I picked up on from my coworkers, because most them are around 60-70s.

I hope everyone here is feeling better.

Quillhelm eyed the clarinet sitting in front of him. With a grin, he scooped it up in his teeth and gave it a blow. The note that came out wasn’t exactly smooth—it was one big, blaring honk that packed enough punch to blow the whole house apart. Literally. Luckily, no one got banged up, and Twilight and Spike made a slick escape through an open window. Quilhelm set the clarinet down and let out a chuckle. “Now that’s real gone, daddy-o.”

Thanks for the recommendation! and I used to watch “true crimes” on the television! So yea I do enjoy watching criminology documentary!

I don’t normally buy body wash from Bath&Body but Vanilla Noir was too good to turn down on. I love smell of the sweet yet strong bergamot mixture. Adding to my everyday hygiene collection after a good gym workout.

“The human world?” Quillhelm repeated, curiosity threading through his voice as he sank into thought. (Pffft) Quillhelm sucked in a sharp gasp, squeezed his eyes shut, and braced for banishment… then cracked one eye open when absolutely nothing happened. With a slow lift of his eyebrows, the brown earth pony said, “Beats being a square.” *Drumbeats* as he glances at Wind, Pencil- who he noticed was hiding behind the bushes, and Viola.

No I haven’t actually! The only TV show close to what you mentioned, is Sherlock! Would you recommend these to me?

Discord let out an exaggerated scoff, rolling his eyes. “Oh, look… Twilight Sparkle’s henchman. Oops—my mistake—you’re definitely not on the guest list. Bye-bye!” With a snap of his claws, Spike and Applejack vanished in a puff of sparkles. “Can’t have party poopers spoiling the fun!”

Discord bit his lip, barely holding back laughter as Rapid Quill fumbled with his magic, desperately trying to teleport away. “Oh, don’t be in such a rush! The party’s only just getting started!” He snapped the spell book open, lazily flipping through the glowing pages until he jabbed his talon down to stop them from turning. “Ah-ha!” Looking straight past the ponies—right at the audience—he grinned. “So, according to this, the magic only works if we all agree to the rules. Huh… kinda like one of those roleplays you’re all watching right now.”

Quillhelm rubbed his chin thoughtfully, unable to resist sneaking a glance toward the bushes. He raised a brow, still eyeing the bushes. “Oh? And here I thought you were just starting a new hobby—competitive plant staring.” Tell that to the gloomy bat pony,” he said, glancing over—only to realize he was looking at Princess Luna herself. “Well, speaking of gloomy mares…” He let out a mock chuckle, clearly enjoying himself a little too much. As Pipp’s loud singing filled the air, his ears gave an involuntary twitch.

Quillhelm was trotting down the road when he spotted Viola poking around in the bushes. “Well, well… kicking at the shrubbery, are we? Life must be thrilling these days.” he said with a smirk.

Haha John Candy is a good choice! As for your question that’s tough one, I would choose Adam Sandler’s movies.

Oh my god… more than a just favorite my friend. But yes! He’s one of the few that I admired very deeply with, along with Paul Reubens. I love old classic comedy.

Questions huh??? @Cash In: What is your oldest most memorable PC game that you love as a kid? @Samurai Equine: I love Japan when it’s come to mythology, what is your favorite Yonkai? @Sophie: what is your favorite motorcycle at all time? @Nitobit: If you can make a video game what would it be? @Luna the Great of all the Russias: I history enthusiast too! if you can travel back in time, what era or history would you visit?and why? Bonus: @Ice Princess Silky <3: if you were to write a fantasy novel what would it be about?

@Skylight Scintillate @Nook Cranny Discord burst into hearty laughter, eyes gleaming with delight as the spell book beside him shimmered ominously. “You lot are far too entertaining! Honestly, who needs magic when I’ve got front-row seats to this chaos?” He gave the book a playful pat. “Might not even need to use this after all… but where’s the fun in that?”

I think I’d place myself somewhere between the 1920s and 1930s. There’s something hauntingly beautiful about that time—like the world was holding its breath. The echoes of the Great War that stayed with us after the silence, yet another will come shortly afterwards. That era feels like a pause in history… time itself stay quiet to preserve in order recover…inhale.. exhale.. before the storm returned.

Quillhelm, the brown earth pony bartender, noticed Sandbar heading his way and smirked. “Oh sure, happy to share—just let me know which part of you’re pretending to be interested in. ————/////-///——/-//—/ Discord suddenly leaned in between Quillhelm and Sandbar, draping himself over an invisible armrest like he owned the scene. “Oh, do be specific, Sandbar! Quillhelm’s tragic backstory? His secret smoothie recipes? Or perhaps his deep emotional journey of learning to tolerate other ponies?” He waggled his eyebrows and conjured a scroll labeled “Quillhelm: The Uncut Director’s Edition.” “Pick a chapter. I’ve got popcorn.” Discord glanced between Wind Walker and ExplosionMare, then turned his attention to Rapid and the unusually fiery “Fluttershy.” “My, my… Fluttershy’s got quite the spark today,” he chuckled, clearly enjoying the shift in energy. He held up the glowing spell book with flair, addressing the nervous mare with exaggerated reassurance. “Oh please, this is perfectly safe. I wouldn’t waste good bits on a dud—just because everyone’s too scared to have a little fun.” His grin widened as the book pulsed with eerie light, clearly far too excited to see what would happen next.

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