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Noon tried to think of a good way to say this. "Well, I know this is weird, but what is your opinion of gay rights? Please don't think I'm weird or anything for asking that, I just have to know." She nervously bit her lip, hoping the pony not to be like the last person she told. "You see, I think I'm bisexual, and I just hate holding it in so much. The last time somepony found out it was awful." (OOC: Gonna go out on a limb here and assume that it's also a controversy in Equestria.)

Noon looked back at Stone. "Yeah sorry. Just got distracted for a second." She took more time to examine Stone. She was serious, generally analytical and trustworthy, no doubt. Maybe she would be different. "Listen, um.." Noon shifted. "Can I trust you with something? I know we've just met, but I just want to find out if I should stay here or not. Sorry."

Noon looked into Stone's eyes, letting the gaze linger just a bit too long. "That's cool! I've never really been that skilled with my own magic, save with levitation spells." She fidgeted awkwardly. "Do you think there are any-" Noon paused and rethought her sentence. "Do you think there are any nice stallions in this hotel?" She looked away from Stone and behind her while saying the sentence, but that definitely didn't make it seem any less believable. Noon had be bi-curious for a long time, and the first time she mentioned it ended with her former friend judging her.

Noon smiled, knowing now that Stone was friendly with her. "Mostly your physique." She said, eyeing her barely-exposed legs. "Only the kind of pony who lives in a rural area, like Ponyville, would have developed that unique pattern of muscle strength. To ensure this, I examined your posture. It's easy to tell that you are not stuck up, but rather more humble." Noon looked up at Stone, her eyes wide. Noon laughed. "It's my special talent. I find it easy to use clues in a pony's looks to find out things about them." She chuckled. "Don't worry though, I won't be able to find out your bank pin or anything like that."

Noon turned to the violet pony and grinned. "Nice to meet you." She examined the ponies stature and expression, easy tells to her location. "Let me guess... Ponyville?" Noon tried to say it in a way that didn't make it seem like she wasn't judging her. Somehow that happened a lot when she first met other ponies.

Noon smiled. "I'm Noon, thanks." She looked around. "This place is amazing." The place practically had dollar signs hanging by every corner. "Did you guys just get in? The rooms are very nice." She eyed both of the ponies, trying to find out what she could. Unfortunately, no belongings were visible, as those were the best way to determine a pony's attributes.

(OOC: Sorry about belated post. Turns out time zones exist. Also excuse any inaccuracies, I hastily read all the other posts and may have messed up some facts.) Noon trotted into the fancy hotel, feeling slightly nervous. She had never done anything like this. Her friend had suggested that she take some time off, and that this was the place to go. She trotted up to the counter and got her room key. After setting down her sattle bag and getting sorted, she heading down to a spa. "I guess a mud bath would be nice." All the the baths were full, save one with a group of ponies who looked like her kinda people. "Excuse me," Said Noon to a pink mare. "Mind if I join you guys? All the other ones are full."

This may not be relevant to you, but I can't be the only one. Turns out, I edit posts a lot before I actually leave it be. It's mostly not because of mistakes, but just adding things on. I guess looking at my post after putting it up there makes me realize things I could have done better or things I could have taken out. Because, you know, I care about what random people online think about me. So, tell me, how much do you edit your posts before they are complete? Answer in the poll and, if need be, elaborate with a reply.

Okay, so I voted both, but not because I can do everything with both hands. Oh no, I am far weirder than that. Turns out, my body apparently had a very bloody civil war on whether or not I would be left or right-handed. Seom said it would be a war to end all wars, that white bloods cells would never again let the world see such pain again after witnessing these horrors. Men would fight and die for their side of the body to be dominant, never succeeding in anything but their own destruction, be it mentally or physically. The end came with the signing of a treaty by both generals, stating that the when I was eating, I would be left-handed, and when I was playing sports, I would be right-handed. TL;DR, I eat with my left hand and play sports with my right hand. "Bask in my glory."

Adding random bits of Mandarin into my sentences is just the way I talk in real life. Your signature has "Genre Nazi" in it. It was kind of like a "that explains a lot" moment. I will edit the OP to fit the principals set by our recent discussion. Anyways, have some moombahton.

好了 Means okay in Mandarin. I still have a lot of music I like that falls under the more specific meaning of dubstep, so I'm fine wit dat. Most of it will be from MonsterCat, so don't be hatin'. Turns out it consists heavily of Tut Tut Child.

I'm gonna go ahead and say that I don't agree with you, but turns out arguing about the genre happens to be my least favorite thing having to do with this type of music. I just assumed, based on my experience with the word, that more people would recognize this type of music if I wrote "dubstep." I didn't mean for somebody to actually care enough to write about it. *Looks at your signature...* I guess I just think you underestimate the ignorant capacities of people in this world.

If Philip Defranco was gay, I'd be all over him. I swear. To be honest, I'm actually bisexual, but I think my dream partner would be a guy. Turns out, there is a hefty sum of 2 gay guys I know in my school, and both of them aren't really me. From that I've never really quite been able pick out the perfect guy for me. I would assume somebody who meet my three relationship rules: 1. They are honest 2. I can trust them 3. I can talk to them without them being dismissive and making things more awkward than they already are (Which happens to be the reason why my first serious relationship lasted five days) I would like a guy who likes to game some, but isn't too competitive. He would be artistic and would listen to me, always providing his opinion while not talking too much either. Meaning, I'd want for no one of us to ever be taking over the conversation. Other than that I can't think of much.

Well, turns out, it's the truth. I mean, I love things like glitch hop, moombahton, drumstep and electro, it's just that more people will recognize what this thread is about if I just say "dubstep." I would love to instead be more correct and write "EDM," but less people would know what I'm talking about. This is completely unrelated but HOLY COW how did this thread start having posts on it? Last time I checked there were only two replies. Anyways to all the other bronies who love this music thanks for posting! I can't wait to check out all these tracks. Woah! This song is badass. It's the song that got me hooked on MonsterCat in the first place! My respect for you has just increased by a hefty rate of 80%. Anyways, as my third post in a row, I think I'll actually add to the thread. This is a song I heard while rock climbing in P.E. class. The teacher let us send him songs to play and when I heard this I was like, "My faith in this school's taste in music is restored." So here it is, a glitch-hop/electro type song by Kairo Kingdom.

I don't consider it a problem, rather just a taboo facet of our fandom. Most of the people I'm talking about are probably too judging to watch the show anyways.

That's the whole reason I posted this, because I see around me my peers acting in stupid ways. Not because I think everyone my age is like this. Now, I wouldn't call them pathetic excuses for people. Yes, and I have been irked as well. However I am only saying that children today, not in the past, are obnoxious. I'm stating that I hate how ignorant many of the kids today are, in the sense that they don't realize what they are doing. I'm just disappointed by the fact that they seem to have no conscious whatsoever. They literally just stare at the media and act like just because they're half as old as the people doing things on there doesn't mean they can't do it too. It's mindless and idiotic. Kids my age are losing their virginity because they think it's fine to emulate Nikki Minaj. Everywhere I go, I can always find a group of disobedient, naive, foul-mouthed elementary schoolers talking about sex and drugs. They aren't even a bit quiet about it. All I wish is that common sense was existent.

Don't be a butt bro be chill. Clearly you didn't read my entire post. I am one of these kids, as I am in middle school. I am complaining about what I see around me, what I see my peers doing, which I clearly do not agree with. Clearly I am not blaming the whole generation, rather just the ones in this generation who aren't like me and don't realize what they look like.

Now that you mention it, one huge example of that kind of influence is the school dances. They chose clean versions of every explicit song, but nearly all the songs are explicit. This one Rihanna song entitled "S&M," also known as the dirtiest song I have ever heard, is played at nearly every one because the students request it.

So, first of all, I am currently in middle school. Being in middle school, I am surrounded by people who are immature and ignorant. No biggy, just regular middle school stuff. But I freaking hate it. Sometimes I feel like I'm the only conscious person there, save a few of my friends (who are girls). I feel this way because all the other guys there are obsessed with every inappropriate thing they hear about, and apparently think it's completely cool to talk about it in front of everyone. This acting, by the way, is totally fine from their perspective seeing how they show zero signs of restraint when spitting obscenities or lewd comments. They laugh at this crap every day, as if it's the pinnacle of comedy when you say the word "shit." This is, of course, why I mainly hang out with girls. Now, this is probably expected in kids about my age, but nowadays I am seeing kids much younger doing things like this. Children these days are taking out what is actually good about childhood and replacing it with crap that probably should only appear much later in their life. Deep breaths... Anyways, forums, what are your opinions on the subject of recurring, obnoxious immaturity in children and young teenagers?

@, Noon trotted up to the group and examined the two creatures. The griffin was a strong, large guy clearly capable of handling anyone willing to come across his path. His posture suggested he was a servant of some sort, but his ragged look clearly indicated that it wasn't that way. Next she glared at the pony claiming himself to have medical experience. His cart contained boxes and sacs arranged in no organized fashion, clearly thrown together as if they didn't contain fragile medical equipment. The bulges in them were too bumpy to be crops of any kind, but came in many shapes and sizes suggesting that the twosome had a fair variety of objects in their possession. The stallion had a fairly short knife contained in an leather sheath on the side of his leg. It had multiple intricate patterns on it, very fine work compared to everything else he owned. "Where'd you get that?" Noon almost smirked at the pony, stopping herself and switching back to an expressionless face when she remembered about the griffin standing next to him. "That knife is far too expensive for any travelling doctor and his bud." (OOC: Perfect place to expose my OC's special talent. )

Noon's gaze wandered around as she listened carefully to the stallion. "I see. Well I've always got this one stun spell I leaned in health class, but nothing more when it comes to self-defense." She turned her head to the pony lugging the cart. "How about you? Brought anything that could help us in that kind of scenario?" She though of losing Winter to bandits, shuddering at the dark thought.

@ Noon breathed a sigh of mock relief. "Finally." She gathered her things - or what was left of them - and trotted up to where Apple Doom was already pulling the cart. "So, I heard something about bandits. Is the path on the way to this town any bit dangerous?" Noon asked, levitating the portion of her map that she managed to keep in front of her, noting the position of a town several miles from Appaloosa, where their journey had all started.

@@Quiles As Noon listened to Aurea letting out rage over who pulled the cart, she trotted over to the back of it and noticed a slumbering Winter Chills. Smiling for barely a second before going back to a blank expression, she walked around to where the three other members of her group were. "Aurea, you're the only good doctor in our group. We can't have you being busy with something else when Winter may need help again." Noon bore barely a hint of emotion on her face. "They're not trying to be sexist, rather just trying to get us organized. I know it may seem unfair to you, but I don't think this isn't a good time for us to be disputatious."

@ Noon pulled away from Winter. "Sorry. Yes, I'm ok." She noticed his bent posture, his bad leg twisted awkwardly causing him to lean one way. "Oh thank Celestia you're fine. I couldn't..." Noon looked him right in the eyes, almost sternly. "Next time, jump in the ditch with me. Kay?" She was ecstatic to see him, so relieved, and yet still so stressed as if something horrible would happen to him. (OOC: Dis gon b gud)