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North Arrow continued to peer thoughtfully at the door as ponies entered and left the tavern, on their daily business. Mostly zebras, just as the demographics for this area expected, but North knew these were just townsfolk, no more. A group of zebras escorted two unlikely looking ponies inside and seemed to direct them towards where he sat in the corner. The golden eyes narrowed, flitting over the two strangers who were now approaching him. One, the silver, he thought he recognized from the Princess' guard, and although he was much scrawnier than he would expect a guardspony to be, he was sure that this unicorn had strong defensive magical prowess, otherwise Celestia wouldn't entrust him with the responsibilty of securing her kingdom. The other, an earth pony dressed in the frilly garments of the Manehattan elite, looked utterly unprepared for the kind of adventure they were about to undertake. By her cutie mark, North guessed she might be good at navigation, but he really hoped she had more than met the eye. He would help how he could, but there was only so much he could do. Hopefully she'd arrive soon. She was much better at chit-chat than he was. He sat up a little more straightly in his chair as the two companions approached him, and inclined his head politely. "Welcome to the start of your quest," the pegasus said, his voice deep, slow, and reassuring. A tavern's waiter, a dark, sand-covered griffon, swooped over their heads, and three foaming mugs plopped onto the table smoothly in front of the three of them. "You have your letters?"

Swole. Go ahead and post! Sorry guys, busy weekend. I'm still here, and I'm gonna make sure I'm active with this one!

Sounds good. I'll update the OP to get all of everyone's stuff on it, and then I'll launch the RP. About time, huh? RP is up! http://mlpforums.com/topic/120157-heart-of-the-jungle-reboot/ I'm also gonna be turning this into a D&D campaign, maybe!

OOC The desert. Sweltering, sandy, bleak. Across the desert the teal pegasus flew, followed by a streak of blue and green light that was never seen outside the arctic, except for where this pony flew. Ice crystals formed within the trailing aurora, and fell, only to disappear moments later, as they hit the hot, dry desert air. The Pegasus sighed with relief when his destination, a sprawling city centred around an oasis, within walking distance of the coast, came into sight. Finally, he had arrived at the beautiful Zebran city of Timbucktu... He landed in the hot desert sand just outside the city, and, as he was walking through the front gates, examining a piece or parchment from in his saddlebag, a small zebra mare approached him. "You are one of the Equestrians being sent to the Amblezon Jungle?" The pegasus nodded. "You are the first of your company to arrive. Your boat departs in a days time. I will take you to where you can stay." The pegasus curtly nodded again, and followed the mare as she led him to what must have been some sort of tavern. "You must tell me your name, so I may inform the elders that you have arrived." "My name? My name is North Arrow." The mare nodded, and exited the tavern where he would meet those ponies he would be travelling with. No doubt to inform the elders. Whoever they were. He took the scroll out of his bag again, and examined it. It was a letter from Princess Celestia, delivered to him about a month ago. North chose to reread it for what seemed the umpteenth time. Dear North Arrow, You have chosen, among the best and wisest of my subjects, to participate in an expedition to find the fabled Heart of the Jungle. If you choose to accept this invitation, you should travel to the city Timbucktu in the Zebran Desert, far to the south. From there, you and your fellow adventurers shall travel across the sea, to the dangerous lands beyond, the Amblezon Jungle. This is one journey you may not return from. But if you find the Heart, you will be recognised, in front of all Equestria, as one of the greatest explorers to ever live. Yours truly, and best of luck, Princess Celestia North Arrow leaned back in his chair, folding up the scroll and putting it back in his saddlebag, patiently awaiting the arrival of his companions. They would come.

Yeah... Sorry guys, I know I've been inconsistent lately,

I play a lot of Destiny and Halo and stuff on my xbox, but that's mostly about having fun with friends and messing with jerks who take the game too seriously. And although I'd argue that I'm starting to get to the point in Destiny where I'm successful and actually trying to better myself, doing Vault of Glass on hard and starting to catch up on Crota, I still consider myself a pretty casual gamer. Despite what my level 31 warlock and my two level 26s would have you know. Now, PC's where I'm hardcore. I've got 1.3 thousand hours logged into my favorite Paradox Interactive game. I"m trying to get into D&D now, but it doesn't really apply in any of the categories you have listed above. Tabletop and board games are a thing bro

I don't think he left the fandom. But... Speaking as a musician and an entrepreneur, it really is important for him to branch out and away from ponies with his work. It's important to stress that, while we're an engaged market that eats up his pony music, there really aren't any other audiences that have any interest whatsoever in "Winter Wrap Up Remix". If he wants to be successful, he needs to reach out to reach other people, other audiences, and I think he's doing a good job of that. I mean, his 5NAF song has nearly 22 million views in four months, which twice what his Discord (Remix) got in over three years. I'm sure he'll come back to pony stuff eventually, it's important to recognize one's roots after all. He's not the only Brony musician that seems to be branching out either.

*pops back into existance* Hey guys! Everyone still interested? The chaos of Christmas and starting a new semester is over, so I'm down with the clown to host now!

@@aRegularPony,@@RainbowDashie, @@Rainbow Eclipse, @, @, *tags everybody interested in post* Sorry I was gone guys. Finals were intense. I've been almost dead for three weeks. Three all nighters in one week. Way too much studying. It's taken me like a full week to recover from finals this time around. I'm still interested in starting this RP up, if you guys are.

Ah, okay. Thanks for the clarification! You're accepted. I'll get around to updating the first post when I get the chance. Gotta put everybody on it. Doubt I'll be starting this for another day or two, I'm still fairly busy at the moment.

I'm going to be busier than I think I've ever been in my life over the next couple of days, and that's honestly no exaggeration. If I find a free moment, I'll make a post, but more likely I'll be gone until at least late Tuesday evening.

Hmm. Yeah, looks good to me. On a scale from 1 to Deadpool, how rational/sane is he? And how much control do the voices have? What are they like, what kind of stuff do they tell him to do normally, and how much control do they have over his everyday life? Also, I'd imagine he'd have trust issues.

((Nuuuu, I think I'm getting sick. I can't handle this right now, I've got three two projects, an essay, two tests and a concert within a span of these next two weeks. I can't expect to manage all of this sick. Not now. Not now. And especially not with Pokemon having just come out.)) Cascade laughed. "You'd have to vouch for me. He probably thinks I'm some dumb kid." She started trotting alongside Alrahm, as Encore began shepherding and organizing the ponies retreating through the edge of the oaks that formed the border of the Everfree. "I'd happily spar with him, but we'd have to figure out when there's time to do it. He'd have to have time to get the feeling back in his legs afterwards." Laughing lightly, the short pony began examining the sorcerer she walked alongside. "Cool beard." ______________________________________________________________________________________________ Eve remained impassive as Zephrael approached Agririon, with whom she had been talking. The Star Rose, behind her left ear, opened up wide, almost with alarm, and then poofed up its petals, clearly trying to be bigger than it was. Then the two had a short conversation Evergreen barely understood. She was almost relieved when Zephrael didn't even take notice of her. Was.... Was he giving up? She supposed he was, based on the way he'd spoken to Agririon, and was now offering himself to Mason. Maybe it was a trick, though. And whose side was Ag even on anyway? Eve's eye caught on Kazas, who was smiling at her. She thought she was seeing the true Kazas for once, from something in his tired eyes. She smiled back, as his eyes closed and he lost consciousness again. If Zephrael was theirs now, it would probably be her place to take care of the wounded Kazas, as he wouldn't be returned to some mind-wiped doctor without an evil god to carry him away. Even if it was debatable whether he would be carried off or not. As Evergreen began to approach him where he lay, still slumped over Zephrael, she kept on guard, wary of both the Darkgriffon and Mason's demons. She felt responsible for what had happened to him, even though it hadn't really been her fault. She'd been careful with her torture. Mason, on the other hand, she was sure had taken it too far. She should have done... I don't know. Something. She'd proven her point well enough without his help, and he'd acted without thinking, torturing someone who was already half dead from the first bout, and summoning an army on the demigod he'd just striven so hard to offend? What were they even supposed to do with such a powerful prisoner? Mason was going to get the chewing out of a lifetime once thiw was all over. Why, when she got her hooves on him... Eve snorted, still sidling casually towards Kazas, ready to burst out with a floral attack whenever she needed to. Watching Mason taunting Zephrael with a look on her face, she said, "If you really think this is all going to go as according to your little plan, you're as moronic as your boss over there." Conveniently, at that moment Mason chose to almost molest Zephrael's face with a tentacle. Eve felt like that very well proved her point. Wait. What? What did he just say? That was it? That was why he'd tortured Kazas? When she had done so, at least it had been for Kazas' benefit, and to protect her team. But this guy? This guy? What even? Her face was still stonily cold, but the flower behind her ear showed quite clearly how she felt right now. Anger. Outrage. Almost pure loathing. All of it directed at Mason. She was so gonna have to kick his ass later. But first, Kazas. She continued sidling almost casually towards him, getting close, but waiting to judge that the situation was under control before attempting to revive him and treat his internal injuries.

@@Opalicious,@@MagicalStarRain, @,@,@@Agent505, @@Chespin, @, @@Aqua Pura, @@aRegularPony, Hey guys! I'm looking at rebooting this RP! Yes. again. He's doing this deadly jungle RP AGAIN. In all seriousness, this is an RP I really want to see all the way through, and this time I'll probably have a co-DM. So, if you're still interested, this time the RP should be seen through. Hope to see y'all there! http://mlpforums.com/topic/114845-heart-of-the-jungle-reboot-ooc/ EDIT: Huh. Just noticed that most of these accounts have been inactive for months. Ah well.

Evergreen smiled wistfully. "Eloquent as ever, Voidwalker." She peered at him thoughtfully. "I don't know what role you've played in these affairs, but I hope you still know your way. I was watching. And honestly, I'm not sure who you stand with anymore. You're right, we've already gone through the Fall." A bitter irony lit behind Eve's eyes as she once again pictured the Princesses, struck down without a chance. Agririon had been theirs. Whose was he now? "Winter must be coming, but an evergreen never sheds its leaves, never wilts. I'd hoped you'd have remembered that." She looked past Agririon, ready to spring again if she was needed to, watching the foolish exchange between Mason and Zephrael. This moment was one of those rare occasions that Evergreen felt small, out of her league. What should she do? As far as she knew, tackling this guy was suicide, and between Mason, an ally but unknown party with questionable motives, and Agririon, a former ally she'd trusted before with her life, she wasn't sure what to do. Acting reactively with intents to preserve life, she supposed, would have to do. Even if it meant fighting allies to prevent them doing something foolish.