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*poof* Your wish is now granted! You'll be spending your holidays with five brand new strangers to befriend: > an overweight man who snores so loud the windows rumble (and also happens to be an incredibly heavy sleeper); > a newly-wed couple that loves to loudly discuss their relationship at 6 AM every day; > a balding man who won't stop nagging about his wife, his mother, his sisters, his boss and his dog; > his seven-years-old son who will persist in asking to use your computer in order to play Minecraft. Enjoy your holidays, Mr. Gobo! === I wish my senpai would notice me~

Lory looked at the doe with an annoyed look on her face. "...What, are we obliged to follow your every command now just because you have a buncha foals hostage? Pfft!" She let out a sarcastic chuckle. "I might have a better solution, Antlers." She then levitated her lead pipe, brandishing it. "I could bash your face in right now, take those kids and your dumb crate. How does that sound?" At first, Lory was worried that shady figure that appeared from the carriage could potentially mean trouble. She decided to wait and listen to what the doe had to say, but after having heard it, the pink unicorn mare didn't want to agree to her biddings. Being ordered around by someone else, by far, was one of her least favorite things to do.

Yes it was. This was the first forum I've been active on, but it wasn't the only one. MLPF actually introduced me to this whole forum-community thingy and now I use them way more often than any other social media. === Roses are red. Violets are blue. This poem doesn't make sense to me. Does it to you?

Does Scott Pilgrim count? === Can you do a handstand?

Jailed because THIS AIN'T NO TIME TO REST BOYE EVERYBODY PANIC!!

"For the last time, I will not play Skrillex on this violin."

A...Ahri?... ...I'm going to die, aren't I?

Hmm... Well, some of my high-school friends I really miss. We all went separate ways and we don't really talk very much anymore. === What's your favorite, and least favorite, means of travelling (plane, car, boat, etc.)?

I personally like morning better, but only when I don't have to wake up early for school/work, because that means I can sleep. === Cold weather or warm weather?

Lory leaned slightly backwards upon seeing the group of foals, shocked. She still didn't quite understand what kind of deal Elias sought with those demons. but now she had an incredibly bad feeling about it all. Just why were those children involved in it, and what purpose would they serve for that mysterious doe to achieve her goals? Lory's gut feeling signaled danger in the air. She turned her head slowly to face Elias: each and every movement she made with added caution. "...'Ey Dr.Weird... If I were you, bud, I'd hear her out first..." She suggested. "Don't you dare try anything stupid now."

"Ah, great. The cavalry is back." Lory exhaled with a sarcastic tone of voice upon seeing the approaching guard. She took a step forward towards Gold. "You guys are a buncha killjoys, y'know that? I was this close to hooking up with a demon, you have any idea how awesome that would b--" Before she finished her sentence, her eyes locked onto the Alicorn that accompanied Gold. She stared at him for a while before finally recognizing him. "... Hang on a second... You!" She pointed a hoof at Techno. "You were with us during the bar fight!" She narrowed her eyes and pouted peevishly. "...Filthy royal back-stabber."

Lory beamed, seemingly flattered. "I appreciate the offer, honey. But I'm not really into evil otherworldly fiends, unfortunately." She rolled her eyes. "Can't afford having you guys blow up every single bar I go in... Maybe on another life." She winked playfully. The mare exhaled in relief. "Whew... And here I thought you were actually gonna literally send one of us to hell to get your intel... Good on ya, Weirdo."

Once the figure fixed his gaze towards Lory, a chill suddenly bolted down her spine. Soon enough, however, she was able to shake off the slight feeling of dread given the demon's somewhat tranquil demeanor. She stared back at Napoxal with a baffled expression on her feature. "Whoa there, hold yer horses, pal!... You gotta invite me to a nice romantic dinner before asking a lady something like that!" She jokingly scolded.

Lory waved a hoof in a dismissive manner. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. As long as you give me stuff to break, I'm yours to command... Let's just do the thing and get the stuff." She stated, beaming, following right behind Elias. Once she begins ascending, she turns around and looks at Ozzie. "Smell ya later, pops! Nice chatting with ya... I guess." She greeted him, unsure whether or not the aforementioned chat had taken place.

^relevant. ...To answer the question, I like coffee better. With milk, preferably. === If you woke up one day and found out you could speak to animals à la Dr. Dolittle, what would be the first thing you'd want to do?

Lory's eyes bounced back and forth at the ponies in the room for a while. After a few seconds of deep thinking, the mare let our a deep sigh. "I still haven't got a clue on what business you bunch have with Luna or with those demons or whatever... I'll say it again: I think you're hella weird." She shrugged. Right after that, a bright smile grew on her face. "And that sounds like a lot of fun!" She said with glee. "I don't give a rat's behind whether or not I'm against the royalty... Let's just say that I've never been one to play by the rules of society." She took a step forward and brought a hoof to her head, as if she were to salute an army's general. "Lorianne Vox - call me Lory. Professional trouble-maker and certified stuff-breaker. At your service." She took a bow. "I'd much rather go outside and cause some commotion with y'all than stay here and..." She sent Ozzie a discrete glance, then leaned over next to Elias as to whisper in his ear. "...be with that guy." She said, tilting her head.

I am so sorry about my absence, everyone! I've been having some trouble with my internet connection, so I couldn't come online the last two days or so... It's all fixed now, though! I'll be cooking up a response for the RP in just a few minutes~

Lory entered the chamber and began taking a short stroll around the area, admiring the dimensions of it. She kicked some dust off from the ground and whistled. "Homey." She commented, in a tone of voice that made difficult to find out whether or not she was being sarcastic. The mare continued to absentmindedly examine the bookcases and the tomes that rested cluttered in them, until, not too long after, her eyes met with the figure sitting on the chair. Immediately, Lory froze in place and began staring at the pony, waiting to see if they would notice her presence. Yet, no response whatsoever. Upon closer inspection, she took notice of the pony's rather awry appearance. She couldn't make out exactly what to think, but to assume Elias' supposed partner had met with a terrible fate. @Biohazarddallas Slowly, the mare sidled next to Elias. "...'ey Weirdo... Is that your friend over there?..." And she pointed at the pony at the desk, hoping he would do something about it.

The S.S. Bathtub. === If you could travel back in time and meet one historical figure to have a nice evening chat with, who would it be and why?

They look like the type who might stab me in the back while hugging... But oh, what the heck. *hugs*

Hmmmm.... Perhaps "cute" isn't exactly the word I'd use for that one. ...Twilight, stop. Twilight, stop staring at me. Twilight. Twilight please.

Just as a heads up, Lory tends to make up nicknames for every character she meets and rarely ever calls them by their real names. So far, Elias is Doctor Weird and Star Snow is Cold Lady. I'll figure out the rest as the RP goes on~

Lory closed her eyes and furrowed her brow, deep in thought. She growled silently for a while. "Y'know, cold lady is right. You didn't have to drag us into your freaky business... But whatever." She shrugged. "It's not like I'm not used to being chased around by the guards anyway. Better than being chased by those demon dudes by a long shot... As long as you know what you're doing." She took a step forward towards the staircase. "And you still owe me a cider!" She added, sending Elias another glare.