Darkest Day Dreams

Maroon was slowly arising from his desk with his saddle bag. He glanced toward the group of other stallions in which laughed at him during class, and he glanced toward the teachers desk, not really caring about the teacher. When he had fully came in contact with them, a jade stallion laid across the deska nd laughed. ''It's sad that you don't have any friends. But, why would you care about friends? Your a cold-hearted freak, and your cutie mark is the shape of a heart being crushed by a barbed wire!'' The stallion snorted and laughed, and the other following along with their grim chuckles and grunts. Without any hesitance, the crimson stallion lifted his head and spread his wings. He clutched his heavy saddle bag, and he whirled around powerfully, the saddle bag smashing into the jade stallions face. Gasps and quick atonished sounds were heard from the other stallions around the jade colored one. Maroon's eyes were filled with blank hate, and he stomped his hoof qucikly. He heard a pure white stallion quickly speak up. ''Rambler?! You alright, man?'' The stallion galloped over to the stallion, ''Rambler'' and was suddenly shoved away. The jade pony leaped off the desk, his nose scrunched up hatefully. He stepped before Maroon, and shoved him powerfully to the ground. Maroon clenched his teeth as the leg of the stallion quickly swung and beated into his face. Maroon let out a loud yell, and he heard laughing from the group of stallions. ''Psh, worthless...'' Maroon heard a stallion whisper, feeling another painful kick into the upper ribs. The laughing faded, and he heard hoof beats slowly decreasing away from him. ''A...Are they gone..?'' He whispered to himself softly. He could stand up to himself often, but only when he wasn't feeling alone..and weak. His eyes opened to a dark ebon, and nopony was in class anymore. He asumed they were headed off to lunch.

@@Quilava Maroon's lips quivered as the mare spoke his name out loud. He heard some small, faint laughing, and the stallion sat up and leaped off his chair. He held is saddle bag up, and trotted to the table the mare had sat at, sitting down and leaving his hooves down this time. He was anxious to go to lunch after science, he was also starving and wanted to get away from everyone. He just sat there calm and trying to be unnoticed.

Maroon tapped his hoof on the wooden platform, staring at the rest of the class with dejection in his class. He was probably the only who didn't have someone to ''lean on.'' His saddened eyes stared down to his desk, ignoring every word being spoken. He really couldn't stop his aggressive attitude. He was just being himself. He couldn't stop that. Leaning back in his chair, he twitched and watched his hooves silently.

@@Quilava @ Maroon would only let out a small chuckle at the mare. He was doing what she attempted to do, propping his hind hooves up on the desk and tipping his chair, but it was probably her first time attempting to do it. He crossed his propped hooves, throwing a pencil and catching it. All the sudden, he heard a loud slam against the board, and he immediatly frowned and stood still. Maroon heard the teacher calling Poppy up to answer some questions, and he flung his front hooves into the air, shaking them and letting them flop onto his face. ''She wasn't ''disturbing your class.'' The annoyed stallion mocked under his breath loudly, eyes rolling. Teachers would always annoy him. He was just a plain trouble maker, who didn't nessisarly care about his education.

@@Quilava Maroon almost jumped to the soft pony's voice. His ears quickly flattened, and he snuffled with determination. Crossing his propped up hind legs, his tipped his chair and looked at the mare softly. ''Alright.'' He said quietly, pushing back down into his chair. He grabbed his saddle bag, leaped off his chair and trotted over to a chair near Corona, sitting down and swinging the heavy bag over the chair. He did the same as he did at his other desk. Tip his chair, lean back, prop his hind legs on the desk platform, and cross his crimson hooves behind his back with relaxation. He felt a bit better, considering someone had walked up to him after he yelled and threatened some other ponies.

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Maroon's eyes dialated a bit towards Snow Dream and Freezing Point. The hushed stallion turned his head wearily, staring at the side of the class with a determined look. He was the only one sitting with his legs propped up on the desk. And, why was he sitting alone? Suddenly, he noticed he had been to harsh on most of the class previously, and on Flare. Since Star was a friend of Flare, she would of hated him, too. Maroon frowned, his ears lowering down. ''No one to talk to...'' The dejected stallion whispered, tipping his chair back once again and letting out a saddened sigh.

How, fascinating. You are surely gifted, my friend. I can't draw anything that has to do with ponies. I suck at their legs and muzzle. I only draw wolves and cats, maybe dogs. I persoanlly like the chibi Twilight. But, otherwise, keep up the good work, Neverpony!

Maroon hatefully flicked a half a pencil at the lead mare, and turned to face Star Rain and Flare. He made a rumble of determination come up his throat, and he tucked his large crimson wings into his sides. His emotionless eyes glared at Flare, leaning into his face. ''How about, you take a moment, and understand that I am fustrated.'' He whispered, growing more calm as he spoke. He turned toward Star, nodded thoughfully, and turned to trot back to math class, his head embarking soothly as he entered, sat back in his chair again, and tipped it, propping his hind legs up on the wooden platform and crossing his hooves behind his head solemly.

Maroon's dark ebon glance quickly laid on Flare, his face twisted into great fustration. ''Ugh, Seriously?! Why do other ponies ahve to pop up right at this moment?!'' The enraged stallion roared loudly, his wings bending. He turned back to the group of ponies, stepping forward as he clenched his teeth and showed them with threat. He stomped his hoof, staring at them as his face twisted into a blank frown. ''You all seem perfect for dying in a hole. I would be glad to dig each and every one of you a hole to die in.'' The stallion smirked, ears flicking, He waited for their reaction, and also Flame's reaction to his snide protest.

Maroon heard some faint shouting outside of the classroom. He sighed heavily, flipping his pencil out of his hooves and unattaching his saddle bag. He leaped off his chair, passing through the large door that made a exit for the classroom. There, he saw a large group of ponies. He then saw a pony he reconized. Wait...No, that was Star. He clenched his teeth, trotting over quickly. With his large, unusual size, he almost stood taller then most of the other ponies surrounding him and Star. He stood beside the slender mare, spreading his wings protectively. ''Ehm. Do you all need something? Or, are you here to be worthless clumps of garbage?'' He said in a stern, protective voice, is ears starting to flatten. He didn't want this slender mare to be bullied, nor' he wanted to just sit and watch. He was her classmate, and so he would stick up for her, even if it caused a fight.

Maroon sneered, his saddlebag already being held by his side. He cursed quietly, and trotted away to his locker solemly. ''Worthless ''talks'' get me no where.'' He said in a voice full of pure irratation, carefully turning his locker and hearing a small click. He turned it and looked inside, gathering his math books and stuffing them inside his ebony saddle bag. He unattached it from his waist, hung it on one of the hooks atop his locker, and added some more things to his bag like pencils, paper, staples, pens, colored pencils, rulers, and other needed materials. After packing, he attached his saddle bag back to his waist, sheeply shut his locker opening, and carefully trotted down the hallway, the multi-colored tiles making him squint. He entered the classroom, the other stallions in the class that had already sat down and threw papers around laughing at him quietly. Maroon walked over to them, frowning with pure hate. ''Shut your filthy mouths...'' The crimson colored stallion protested quietly, holding a sharpened pencil up to their faces. They only turned, laughed a little more, but Maroon just turned away and headed to his sit, propping his legs upon the platform and tipping his chair as if he was sitting on a bed. He waited for the teacher and the rest of the class to enter class as he mumurmed words of annoyance and irratation.

@@Quilava Maroon's hoof slapped against his face with annoyance as if he was doing a so called ''facehoof''. ''God..'' He muttered, his leg kicking against the bottom of the wooden desk. ''Bull crap.'' He whispered to himself with fustration, leaning backward with his head hanging of the edge of the lift chair he sat apon. ''Why. Is. This. Class. So. Difficult?'' He said aloud with irratation in his voice, moving his hoofs diaganally as he spoke his simple words slowly. He hated history. His favorite class was probably science, but history was one of his least favorites. The teachers attitude often pissed him off, and his restrictions. He leaned back, grabbing his pencil, and throwing it to the floor. Maroon was stubborn at the moment, espically since he now lives alone without family. Some friends, no family.

Maroon was already in class, hooves crossed along the wooden desk platform. His history books and papers were crammed at the bottom of his seat being help by metal bars, which had openings on each side. He usually ignored the things going on in the class, such as agreuments and continuess name callings, but a situation this cruel had been to much for him. He listened to Flare with irratation in his eyes, and he blinked a few times before speaking boldy. ''Flare is right, losers. Get a life besides calling others names. Star knows a bit of history, so what? I bet you know crap about our history or anything of the past. I recommend you all shut up, because last time I checked, you were all are jerks, losers, and worthless chunks of dirt on the streets.'' He said in a irrated voice, leaning back into his chair with annoyance. He looked up at Mr. Grey Mane, snickered, and let himself relax from his fustration. The stallion didn't care if he was in trouble. Sticking up for a friend was alot better then staying quite and sitting alone at the back of the room. Though, that's where he was, and that's where he always was. Nobody had a problem, and if they did, screw them. He didn't ask for their opinion. After leaning back, he leaned under his desk and pulled out a pencil, sitting back up. He calmly placed the pencil at the top of the desk, and let it roll down. Ever time, he caught it. (This was supposed to be before the two other posts. Just pretend, please.)

Heh, that's alright hun'. I'll start out with Grasswhistle being late for the speech and things. (She will be transported by a wagon.)

Hello, Lady Mint. I have looked at this a couple of times, trying to make my mind if I should join or not. Meh. I have finally decided. I'll join though from the approval of you, ma'am. Here is my stallion, Maroon. http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/maroon-r3352 I also love mystery roleplays. Their quite fun indeed. Count me in, Miss. I would love to join here.

Hola, my friend! Welcome to my 2nd home. ^-^ (You know I'm being sarcastic.) We are all very welcoming to newcomers, and we all hope you enjoy your time here. Heh, I love Pinkie. Her personality is very similar to my sisters. Hyper and fun. And, another art fan! -Fistpump- I love pony art. I love art. Now I'm being annoying. ^-^'' So, good luck on the fourms and have a fun, welcoming day. -King

Hm...It's nice to see this roleplay out for people to join...because you know..I barely see any. Pshpsh. Anyways, here is my OC. http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/maroon-r3352 I use him alot since he is my only stallion but only in one roleplay. Hope I can join!

Great. And, It's fine if you don't have a picture, as long as you have a bio that describes your character I'm fine with it. So, you are accepted. I will make the roleplay thread once at least two more people join. Also, if anyone wants to see my character, here he is. - http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/maroon-r3352 Please don't steel my art. That art is owned by me. Please don't claim it or use it. Thank you.

Welcome Hello. Welcome to the planning of ''Maroon's House Party.'' For a while now, I have thought of this. I have seen other house parties, and I am being honest right now, I love being apart of them greatly. So, yes, I have decided to create my own roleplay of a house party. Meh, I bet you people reading this think this type roleplay is a bit old, but I think not, and I bet other people feel the same. If you want to join, all you have to do is give me a full character bio. Not just a picture, a name, blah blah you know what I mean. If you want to make a character, go here.~ http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters?do=add&category= I don't want to see only pictures and some poor information on your character. I gave you the link up there to make a character, you will use that, and that is what I require from you. Okay, yes. This roleplay is allowed to have romance, of course. That's practically why I made this in the first place, believe it or not. But, when I say romance I don't mean any sexual themes. Not only you will be kicked from this roleplay permanently, but you will probably be kicked from the forums. I'm not certain, though I am positive you will be punished one way or another. Though, I will allow you to go into a room and act like you are actually doing it with a partner, though no details at all. Rules are below. 1. This roleplay is literate. No, I won't eat you if you aren't literate, but please try to at least spell things right and have the right grammer because I'm extremly literate myself and I get kind of ticked roleplaying with someone who can't spell ''walk.'' 2. No Mary/Gary Sues. You may be a alicorn, I really don't mind, but just don't be a show off and all. And, I don't want every one of my characters a alicorn. 3. You may be a gryphon, dragon, and other creatures. I really don't care, but unless there is someone else that is the species of your creature, your not getting anyone to love. 4. All forum rules apply. 5. Keep this roleplay in the area of PG-13. I won't allow any descriptive sexual themes, and dirty talk, or any of that crap. Please guys. I don't want dirty-minded people here. 6. Swearing is allowed in this roleplay. Though, don't over-do it. Don't say a curse word in every sentence you make. That's just stupid. It makes you look stupid. 7. I want at least one post every two days. If not, you will be kicked from the roleplay for not being active enough. I might feel that I can give you another chance, but most of the time I don't feel that. Sorry guys. 8. The number of mares and stallions should be equal. No more then two characters. Also, if you do make two characters, one must be male and the other must be female. Not two female or two male. I want the number of mares and stallions to be equal so we all have someone to roleplay with once we start. 9. Heh, yes. Their will be beer involved in this. Have a problem? Don't join. There is also soda and food set in the kitchen island. Guys. I will ignoring any abusing for the power of getting drunk or eating. No. I won't allow you to get drunk and fling all over Maroon's house. Try to let your character control his/herself. 10. Last one. Have fun. (Always the last rule. .3.) Maroon's house is a large, two-story house. It's long and horizontal looking. It has a large living room by the front door and a hall way to the dining room, where a large table is. That's where all the food and cans of beer are. Then you go forward, and the stairs lead upstairs where their is a small game room, a TV and a large, crimson coloured couch. When you walk down the hall after the game room, their are 4 guests rooms. One large one, and three medium sized ones. Then when you go downstairs, you walk into the kitchen. That is also where the food and drinks are. The kitchen is large, and has a wide island in the middle. Then you walk toward a open room, where you see another crimson red couch. Three, actually. One large and it spins. One long and soft. And one for two. They all seem to cup around a large, flat TV screen that hooked to the wall. The screen reached from the ceiling to almost the ground. It was almost like a small movie theater screen. Then, the best part. You walk outside out a slide door. You see two parts of a backyard. One, a fenced in gate with a high diving board, and has a waterfall going down in front of a small dark cave, Or two, a open field with beautiful grass and has a large underground trampoline. That's all about the house. Ok guys, so...Like I said up there. If you want to join, send me a full application below. Thanks. ^-^ -- King

Ah, I understand your concerns for her backstory, ma'am. I'll get to that as soon as possible. And, for the questions. Answer for number one is that Grasswhistler owns a candy store. I know you were probably thinking she would be working with flowers and plants but honestly...that's kind of a boring-ish job, you know? And, for number two. I meant that sorry I was so inactive. Since school is over in..a week, I will be fine. Trust me.

Hello, my friend. ^-^ I have a very large fond of Silve Of Life roleplays. I don't see them often around the fourms, but even if they are they grow inactive and I don't get a very big chance to join over lack of to many mares, you know? Well, I have a sweet little mare named Grasswhistler. Here is her bio.~http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/grasswhistle-r3341 Everything about her is there. Sorry about her backstory. I will probably do that later. But anyways, this seems like a roleplay I would be really interested in, I would just..love to particapate, and I hope I get a reply from you, Ms. Iron Wing. Thanks. - Darkest Day Dreams