Twelve years huh, been that long since this site has existed, and it wasn't long till I joined this site on it's first year of operation. Yes I wanted a forum to discuss the forth generation of this show with people. That happened to be this place. During the first three years, I enjoyed my time bonding, making friends with people, and with a lot of shenanigans along the way. Afterwards, my interest started waning, so did my time visiting the site.

Occasionally I check up on this place once in a while, and I'll just say this:

Happy birthday MLPF, good to see that you're still here, even though I lost my interest on the franchise.

~Flow

"The 820th member to ever sign up for this show."

EDIT:

I remember creating a banner to be featured on this site on it's first anniversary, but another one was used instead of this (Uh...Rainbow wasn't interested at first):

Thirty minutes, only because I had the day off. 

Meanwhile Bloom is here, not giving a hoot about what was going on since she got tired of waiting. Perhaps this brought her to think that her contract is up? Is it time to put the uniform away? 

(I'm still here.)

Just letting you know that we all care about your state of health. Prioritize that, we won't push you.

At this point, I feel like taking a break on the next circle that comes, as I'm busy with other stuff lately.

@Randimaxis@Widdershins

On 2021-12-06 at 2:42 PM, Widdershins said:

"Came here to work T' other day, Mizz Bloom. Had a debt of me pappy's to pay off."

"Mister Cragg done sent me back on down here with this, what he called a present for the folks down here. Found myself by his place after following up a mar- pegasus lady that I done helped break a door down for.  ... Sure tore up out of here, she did. Hope she's alright. Don' want her in no trouble for anything I broke that ah shouldn't 'ave."

"Oh? You work here? I see now," Bloom replied as the two made their way toward Luther's personal office. Along the way, she listened she took note of the nervous expression on Hopper's face, noting that he might be nervous of what's to come next, probably Luther, but the earlier mention of a mare leading him out to Cragg's had piqued her interest, "So...this mare....she called you out of here, and on the way to Cragg's, where you got that crate huh, I see." Hearing all this added fuel to the uncertainty of the situation, as Cragg was not to be trusted, whatever was in this crate would most certainly not be welcoming to see.

23 hours ago, Randimaxis said:

The doors of Luther Blackwater's office were dark, cold and no-nonsense - a lot like the stallion himself.  They reached almost to the ceiling, and were both minimal and yet efficient at proclaiming that whomever stayed behind these doors was someone to be either respected, feared... or both.

They approached them and, as Bloom was taking the stallion there to meet with the owner of said doors, the knock she gave echoed down the hallways, adding an ominous feel to the visit, maybe even making it feel more like an intrusion.  The sound of the knock faded off as a response came from within.

"Enter."

The doors to Luther's office gave the appearance of fear, and order. The color and size of it pretty much defined the demeanor of the one behind it, no nonsense, blunt, and strict. Upon arrival, Bloom said "And here we are, do take care around him," before she knocked on the doors. When the word was given, she slowly opened both doors to make way for Hopper.

On 2021-08-12 at 12:10 PM, Widdershins said:

"Oh, uh... Howdy, Missus Bloom! I'd ah bow maself, but for account of tha box, ya see..."

 "You, ah, reckon it'll fit in the door any? Mister Cragg from up the way said this here present was just meant fer the owners of the place, not anyun' in specific."

"I'm, ah, Clod Hopper by tha way. But you can jist call me Hopper. If... if ya want."

"Oh! I'm sure it'll go through these large doors nice, and smooth." Bloom replied as she reached for the doors to the entrance, and making way for the stallion, who introduced himself as Clod Hopper, she continued "And it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Hopper, so you say that this...crate came from...Cragg? Oh Cragg...."

6 hours ago, Randimaxis said:

Mister Cragg had a reputation, alright... and Bloom was WELL AWARE of how much trouble and mischief the Cragg Mining Company had been causing for the Blackwater Quarry.  She also knew that Luther himself had stated that Cragg, his associates and ANYTHING having to do with them were IMMEDIATELY a top-level priority, and that The Boss himself was to be informed as soon as ANYTHING dealing with that skinflint Cragg came to light.

Was Clod Hopper one of them?

Upon mentioning Cragg's name, she felt uneasy, knowing very well who Cragg was, and his past dealing with the quarry. Bloom, like the rest who work at Blackwater knew very well about the trouble he and his company were, and that any dealings with him, or anyone associated with him, must be reported to Luther himself, as this was top priority. And speaking of Cragg, that brought Bloom to wonder, is this Clod Hopper working for him?

She then asked "So, are you working for the Cragg Mining Company? Blackwater company protocol states that all dealings with said company must be reported to Master Luther himself." after stepping inside the mansion, Bloom continued "I will take you to his personal office, please follow me."

I was always here, just watching.

Well, now you summoned me here. Not too sure if it's Randi, but if I recall, we were waiting for some reply in the RP.

On 2021-03-05 at 7:37 PM, Widdershins said:

"Oh, uh... Howdy Ma'am." The farmboy stallion greeted her in a low county drawl, one that spoke of being unused to speaking up. "Had a deliv'ry fer the big place up yonder. Needed ta know where to leave 'er at? Was just gon go in the front, less iffen you knew where better to put it?"

@Randimaxis, @Widdershins

This Stallion, he appeared to be from outside the company, at least to her. But what he had on his back, a crate seemed kind of suspicious in her view. "Now why would the manor be receiving such large delivery, even in a crate?" She asked herself, thinking, "Typically, deliveries to the quarry are packed in crates, I can be wrong about this, but this one came straight to the manor. Well, I guess it might contain materials for Master Luther's research, not too sure about that." She thought.

The thick accent of the stallion posed a bit of difficulty for her to understand, though after a brief pause to analyze what he just said, she replied "Err..A delivery you say? That depends on who is receiving this...crate, if it's for Master Luther, then you might leave it by his personal office. If it's for Madam Vylia, I will notify one of her personal butlers to carry such crate to her room....Oh yes, might we introduce ourselves? My name is Love Bloom...Bloom for short, and I'm a maid of the Blackwater Manor, A pleasure to be of service, sir." And with that said, she made a bow in common courtesy.

9 hours ago, Blitz Boom said:

@Flow

And hello to you again! Been long. Good to see you're still sticking to this place.

It's happened in the past where I experience some sort of hiatus, and even the RP migrating to another site.

Well, either way with which character enters the RP, I look forward to that, and welcome back Randi, it's been a while.

On 2021-03-03 at 5:34 PM, Randimaxis said:

The cemetery was quiet; whatever she'd done, Bloom had made peace with the entity here.

The walk back to the labor yard was quick, and Bloom found herself within the quarry yard once more.

Right before her destination, the quarry yard lies right before it, she took note of how short the trek was, "As each day passes by, the way around the premises, seem to feel as if they're getting shorter. It probably has to do with familiarizing oneself with the environment, repetitiveness, repeated journeys around your work environment. Well, of course everyone experiences such thing everyday. But since it's repetitive, you'd get tired of it, as it becomes a regular part of your day, adding to the definition of 'mundane', such is work life, but we all get used to it, it's li-" Her thoughts abruptly came to a halt upon capturing a whiff of the conversations by employees as she passed by.

On 2021-03-03 at 5:34 PM, Randimaxis said:

Among the workers, there seemed to be a bit of disturbance, as many of them were whispering to each other or seemingly searching about.  In passing, the mare caught a few snippets from conversations.

"... DO such a thing?  I mean, she don't hurt nobody..."
"... said it was like someone had just blew the door clean up!  It was in pieces..."
"... poor thing; she's really upset over what..."
"... gonna FIND whoever did this, and make 'em wish they..."
"... had that filly with her too; whoever did this is a world class HEEL if you ask..."

She did not stop to listen, but she kept moving towards the manor. The words she overheard had piqued her curiosity. "She...now who could that be? A female employee of the mines right...then there's that filly.." In no time, she figured that they might be talking about Silver "Oh, it's Silver huh, and the Filly's Blitz, I see. Now that I think about it, that scream we heard earlier did sound like her, but...that sounded really different...as if...there was...grave sorrow in that voice. Something terrible must have happened, I guess I learn more about this at the manor, news spreads around like wildfire in these parts." She thought as she continued on her way.

On 2021-03-03 at 5:34 PM, Randimaxis said:

Clod made his way through the masses, seemingly as unnoticed as if he was utterly invisible.  Making his way towards the manor, nobody stopped him, nobody spoke to him, and nobody bothered him; he was practically invisible.  He found the pathway leading to the manor proper, and began to trot his way carefully up the rise and around the bend.  Reaching the front walkway, he could see the door, and it even had a brass knockplate on the huge and expensive-looking double doors - that would be where to knock, of course.

Which, coincidentally, Love Bloom happened to be heading nearly the same direction; the mare maid could see the broad stallion with the heavy-looking crate attached to his back, heading directly for Blackwater Manor.  Maybe she could help him out a bit?

@Widdershins

Upon arriving at the doorstep of the manor, Bloom would find a large dark brown pegasus on the way in, he seemed to be carrying a rather heavy crate attached to his back, he looked like it might be too much to carry, so the drive to assist came naturally, as it was her job after all. She then approached the pegasai, and asked "Sir, do you require assistance? That crate err...seems rather heavy..."

Heh, I took the pre-read route as a current employee for my entry into the RP. It's not that hard, as Randi has some resources to help with thru his blogs. If you're taking this route, be cautious about what is canon. Also, this is an advanced RP, so you are expected to type a paragraph instead of a sentence in the least.

I've seen many fights, including one where the police got involved at the right time, right before the situation got even uglier.

I see him pop in from time to time, but it seems he is too busy to make an RP post, he did say he needs to find the perfect time.

There are some Youtubers I like, not only in entertainment, but also educational:

Ashens

Nurdrage

Geography Now

Electroboom

Scotty Kilmer

Ordinary Sausage

New England Wildlife and More

It's really hard to tell how high my tolerance for those spicy stuff, but I can recall that the spiciest stuff I've ever tried was a locally made hot pepper paste made from Bird's Eye chili peppers (50,000 - 100,000 SHU). I tried that with a single tortilla chip when offered by friends, and it was ridiculosely hot, it took ten minutes for the spiciness to go away from my taste buds.

I pretty much loathe the ones that upload clickbait, especially the ones that would promote misinformation to viewers for the sake of getting money from montization. I also avoid content farms like 5 Minute crafts, which promote lies for the sake of viewership.

I don't eat Pop-Tarts so much unlike back then, but I do prefer the brown sugar cinnamon flavor over all others.

On 11/19/2020 at 6:50 PM, Randimaxis said:

The path was as she recalled it, and it wasn't long beore she ended up back in the family graveyard.  With a number of fancy headstones and statues, it took a moment to find the one that she'd seen... but as soon as she saw it, there was no mistaking it - after all, one doesn't forget a statue that walks up to them, do they?

The grave beneath was old - over a thousand years old, in fact.  Thought time had done a number on the stone, the true testament of the sculptor's work had been the effort and skill used to carve into this particular statue... and the fact that it still stood, after all this time, was one Tartarus of a testament.  Maybe the statue itself had been magically treated?

When Bloom reached the graveyard, she then came to a halt, then looked around for the statue that had interacted with her earlier. For sure, the looks of this particular one was ingrained onto her memory, especially when it had came alive right in front of her eyes, It did not take long till she found the grave with that statue. Almost imediately, she took note of the grave, noting its age, and how it withstood time, and the elements to retain such impressive form. It did made her ponder, was such statue treated with magic to maintain its form? But beneath all that splendor, were carvings of words that had aged very much, with a weathered look much opposite to the statue that rested upon it. Despite that, it was still legible enough to read.

On 11/19/2020 at 6:50 PM, Randimaxis said:

CHISEL BLACK
Master Sculptor
~>0<~
6 AD - 55 AD

The poor thing had not even made it to fifty summers... and yet, had lived long enough to create such masterpieces.  It was a bit... disconcerting... that she'd also apprently created her own tombstone, but the realization hit Bloom like a ton of bricks:  The statues in that garden were over a thousand years old... and still looked as magnificent as they had.

Reading the headstone's words, they seemed to almost glow for a moment, and Bloom herself suddenly felt as if she were relieved... soothed from some unknown source.  Calmed, as it were.  There was nothing different about her, nor any outward sign of what she'd felt... yet somehow, she had the sensation that she'd done something good... something right... and whatever had sent her along that path was grateful for her help.

Blackwater Ridge didn't look or feel frightening at all, now - indeed, Bloom was overcome with a sensation of peace. 

Upon reading the name "Chisel Black", Bloom immediately remembered who she was, thanks to Dax' "lectures" on Blackwater family history "Chisel..Black..Master Sculptor....AD... Ohhh...Now I remember! She was the one that sculpted the Two Sisters...but..it's quite sad that she passed not long after that. The thought of you creating your own headstones, or all these headstones, is unsettling. Well, at least that confirms that the two statues long existed before Horace," After that thought, the words suddenly seemed to glow, before it brought a feeling of relief to her, it was that kind of feeling of satisfaction, something that felt like she did a good deed, whatever that was, she felt refreshed. After a brief pause, Bloom then said, "Though, if you're thanking me for cleaning up back there, well...I should thank you for showing me such a marvelous work of art. You can pretty much say that was mutual for sure." She then smiled.

Taking note of her surroundings in the graveyard, Bloom no longer felt frightened, but felt at peace, though, that was short lived when she remembered that she had to go back to the manor. "Well, thank you, I best be returning now," She said, before leaving the area in a slow canter.

Not really since Ive gotten used to it. 

@Randimaxis @Widdershins

Hmm...I'm thinking he could report back to the quarry to hear about the ongoing situation with the theft, then again I don't know any other method.

Ah yes, reading on Blackwater history surely helps in making posts, always handy.

@Randimaxis

On 10/17/2020 at 4:09 PM, Randimaxis said:

Sure enough, beneath the vines on this statue was an equally impressive rendition of Celestia; the two statues looked almost alive, and they were amazing in their likeness.  Whomever had done this was quite the sculptor...

Which raised the question of WHY these magnificent works of art were simply lying here, unseen and unappreciated for what had to be a century if it was a day.  Surely, if these had been in, say, the Canterlot Gardens, they would be quite the talk of the entire town.  Yet here they were, simply perched on their pedestals, with nobody around to see them.

Had it been the ghost, during her living years, who had crafted these wonders?  Maybe checking the name on the tomb that statue stood on would reveal something?

Looking upon the visages of the royal pair, they almost seemed as if they would bow and thank her at any moment... yet, unlike the statue in Blackwater Ridge, they simply stayed put, like good statues should.  However, it felt almost as if the smile Celestia wore and the kind gaze of Luna were a little brighter for her efforts.

Bloom's guess on the next statue proved to be correct, as it reveals itself to be that of Princess Celestia. Like Luna, it was a sight to behold. She thought, of all the statues that sit on Blackwater property, why was it that these two were neglected for the overgrowth to grow upon? Such works of art would be a waste if they were to not be seen, and left to the elements to crumble. Were they not to be forgotten, they would make a fine display to visitors of Blackwater. "Shame, these both would prove to be popular to guests, of all the statues here, why these two? Why would they be neglected?" She thought, before she thought about the history of Blackwater, not long before it ringed a bell, "Hmm, could this.." And then the thought of Horace Blackwater came back to her, "Uhh...Horace? I remember that he refused to claim responsibility for deaths caused by his brewed product. Then that's when Celestia barred the Blackwaters from entering Canterlot...so I guess in response, he probably forgot about these statues for the overgrowth to take over. Though, that can be the case if these have existed around his time."

She then thought about the sculptor of the two, "Okay, so did this sculptor exist around or before the time of Horace? Err...how would I find out?" She then thought about the statue back at Blackwater Ridge, the one that came up to her "Ah yes, that was the one that requested I clear this growth, wait...could that....could she be the one? Or could she have any relation to the one that sculpted these masterpieces? Err...I guess there's one way to find out," Bloom then turned around to the path back to Blackwater Ridge, then set off to search for answers on that gravestone. "I probably should return to the Manor, but a little glimpse into history won't hurt now, will it?" She thought, as she galloped on her way there.