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OOC Thread is located HERE @Scare Effect @megisawsm417 It was a mild, sunny morning when Annalise was let outside by her human. At first, the beautiful feline was quite content with just rolling around in the grass, and pouncing at the small bugs and insects she would find, hiding within the grass. But after a while of chasing bugs and insects, then eating some of her wet food that her human had put out for her in her bowl, she grew bored and had decided to jump onto her fence and search for the neighbor's kitty pet, who was her friend, but of course, he was being a lazy cat and enjoying the indoors life. With a huff, she went back to her fence and sat there, just gazing into the forest that backed onto her human's yard, separated by only the fence.
[Banner by Melted Dog] [ OOC Thread: https://mlpforums.com/topic/133596-ooc-the-blackwater-quarry-ooc/ ] THE GROUNDS; Inner Yard "Arrite, alla you lugs line up!" Chuck List watched as the new workers took their places in line. He wasn't looking forward to anypony new coming onto the job, but then again he never was. Long as they do their jobs, I won't give a fizz, he thought. "You! Y'look strong an' stuff... you'll be first inta th' mines. Try not ta get yerself buried, and you'll be arrite. G'wan - move yer flank!" The first pony in line gave a bit of a start, then trotted into the mine shaft. Little by little, each pony was given their work detail, then sent along into the caverns. Working for the Blackwaters paid well... if you could stomach the attitudes, that is. Another stallion wandered up to Chuck, and looked over his shoulder at the list on the clipboard. Chuck frowned, and addressed him without even looking up. "Y'got sumpthin' ta say, Redd, den sayyit. I ain't got all day, y'know." Redd Handid gave Chuck a cold stare, then twisted his mouth into a grin. "Well, you could be a bit more personable, Chuck. After all, we're supposed to be doing this together, aren't we?" He smiled smugly. Chuck turned to give him the slightest of glances. "All you want is da creddit, ya creep. You was supposed ta be here hours ago, Redd - and y'wasn't. S'okay tho'," he gave Redd a grin of his own, "you c'n take da cleanup crew down an' give DEM a hoof." Redd bristled at the idea. "YOU, Chuck, are a class A heel, do you know that?" "I ain't bein' paid ta be all nicey-wicey. Now move yer flank, Redd; dey's waitin' for ya." Redd scowled... but went to the supply cart and grabbed the cleaning supply pack. He turned to head over to the cleanup crew's meeting spot. When I get my promotion, Chuck - YOU'LL be doing the cleaning up around here, I PROMISE you that. ========================================= THE QUARRY; The Lunch Trailer The sun shone off the pile of special horseshoes lying on the nearby picnic table. There was a unicorn seated there, inspecting each one carefully, a magnifying glass hovering in front of her, surrounded by a magical aura. "Good... good... good... good... goo- uh-oh." She moved the glass and eyeballed the particular shoe in question. It seemed perfect, but Silver Studs was a perfectionist - and it wasn't perfect, at least by her standards. She magically tossed the shoe into the nearby garbage barrel, and turned back to her work. "Okay, good... good... good... good..." Behind the lunch trailer, a purple stallion's head poked around the corner. C'mon, c'mon... you'll find it soon... Silver kept examining horseshoes until she came across one that had a black stripe down the very middle of it. She quirked an eyebrow, then moved the glass closer to get a better look... That's the one... just a bit... more... The sunlight coming through the magnifying glass touched the black stripe, and it suddenly burst into a quick flame with a small WHOOF sound. Silver gave a squeak, and dropped it as she backpedaled over the bench and onto the ground. Braying laughter echoed from behind the trailer, and Silver instantly knew what was going on. "SLAPPER!" Knee Slapper came out from his hiding place, laughing so hard he was crying. "Oh Silver... HA HA HAAAA - th-th-the look... on your FACE... HA HA HA HAAAA!" Silver just stared daggers at the laughing forepony. "I have told you, time and again, that gunpowder is NOT something to play with! I could have been seriously hurt!" Slapper's laughter subsided, and he wiped the tears from his eyes. "Awh, c'mon now - you gotta admit, you were bored out of your mind doing that stuff... and besides, it was FUNNY, right?" Silver regarded him angrily for a moment... then gave a sigh and started to giggle a bit herself. "Okay, yes yes... you got me, Slapper. I'm at least glad to see you were listening when I told you about what ratios of powder to use. Look, you can't do that again, do you understand?" The smile on her face grew a little wider. "Unless you promise to use it on Redd, somehow." Slapper gave a chuckle over this thought, and tipped Silver a wink. "Now, would I do something like that, Silver?" The two of them looked at each other, then both burst out into gales of laughter. ========================================= THE GROUNDS; Outer Yard "That's a BIG package, Taps..." Dax said as he eyed the parcel on the push-cart. It was BIG, alright. And bulky. And BIG. Taps, however, seemed to have no problems at all pushing it across the warehouse floor. She didn't even seem to be struggling with it; she just pushed it along, easy as a breeze. She got it into the corner of the warehouse, then trotted her way out of there, closing the doors behind her. "So... what's in it? Do you know?" Taps regarded Dax Blackwater for a moment. The stallion was black with green stripes, and he wasn't exactly bad-looking... but he was a Blackwater, albeit the nice one - she didn't want anything to do with any of the rest of his family. Dax, however, was a good fellow... most of the other workers regarded him as the 'resident loser', but Taps had always had a soft spot for him. She shrugged at his question, although she was WELL aware of what was in the package. She just figured that the fewer ponies who knew, the better. Still, she couldn't help but think this was going to be a bad idea... but she was just the mail pony, technically speaking. Dax looked back at the warehouse, then sighed and looked at the ground. "It's something Father ordered, I'll bet... which means I gotta keep my hooves off, I suppose." He sighed, and idly kicked a rock away. Taps simply shook her head, and gave Dax a pat on the back. He looked up and offered a weak smile, which she returned. Turning, they walked away from the warehouse together. ... but Dax gave it one more glance over his shoulder before he was out of sight.
((OOC http://mlpforums.com/topic/110032-casual-stroll-an-introductionary-roleplay-around-ponyville-open-for-all/#entry3092621)) The crisp morning air went through the town of Ponyville as the day began it's usual rhythm. Early rising ponys awakened and yawningly began on their day ahead of everypony else, preparing the shops and dutys that had to be done before the buzzing life began in the currently scarce town. The smell of baked goods and the far in between sound of hoofs slowly marching on the vacant ground began to mix in the air and give a sense of life awakening a little by little after yet another sleepy night passing by. For the inhabitants of the town it was a day like many others, but who was to say what the day would bring? Perhaps some things, or some ponys, would make this day stand out amongst the peaceful ones that had passed? Alas, the time was not for questions. The workers had their things to attend before the general populace would arise and little time to do it in, leaving the thought unsaid as they began their daily tasks and a low hum of activity started of the day.