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I've come across some nice vintage Star Wars toys. It's always exciting to make a find, but harder to afford them these day because everyone has a price guide and they charge the maximum every time. 'Tis sad. But I still enjoy the hunt!

I have one remaining grandparent and even though I wasn't super connected to them I still miss them. I really miss my cat Sophie, she passed earlier this year in March at 17. Honestly it still feels hollow without her, the house still feels so empty. I raised her since she was a kitten and still sob time to time when I see her old toys or her paw print/pics.

@Catpone Cerberus "They probably got eaten by something from the gorge. Honestly amazed they've never come 'round and poked at you, if you've been stuck here for that long. Some bad luck there." It wasn't unreasonable to think. The stuff that came out of the gorge, tended to be able to fend for themselves in some fashion. Whoever set her up here, might've run into one of the fluffballs they saw before, chased it with their crew, and then the swarm descended on them. Or they caught by the guards for some reason, but they'd have been questioned then, and the guard would've likely gone tracking them back here. Then again, who knew? Eaten or arrested, they weren't here, and she'd been the lucky one to find Asildae stuck in her cage. Lucky for the bug too, since she were a delight, and a lotta the guards were stuck up, and would've been questioning her for ages, and maybe not let her out regardless. If she believed in fate, she might've chalked it up to that, but who'd be that narrow-minded? "If ya just wanna chomp down on bugs and critters, let's keep walking then. Here, lemme make it easier for ya too." Glutton would snap her fingers, and while nothing seemed to happen, if she had good senses, Asildae would be able to tell that Glutton's whole... Everything, were less notable. Less of a presence, less of a predatory aura, smell, sound from moving, etc. While it seemed like nothing, she were masking her presence. Not entirely though. Didn't want to make everything pop up, thinking it were only Asildae here. It'd end up disturbing them too much. But there would be more critters and such showing up, because she wouldn't seem a threat to prey anymore. Not until they saw her anyway. She'd face towards Deltrot, and start slowly slithering along, whilst ripping up a dead tree from the ground in one fell swoop, and start chewing it down as they went along. Even that made less sound, though her voice would remain at the same volume. "If ya know anything 'bout draconequui, you probably figure we're all just popping in outta nowhere, yeah? Ain't so. There's usually a reason we pop in, though we can breed with other races too, if we have the want. Heck, I've carried a few litters now and again over the centuries, though the chaos magic starts thinning out over the generations. My sisters and I though, we weren't born, but sired. Discord went on one of his large scale meddling sprees millennia ago, and ended up burning a giant forest down. Three of us sprung from that, and when it's from the same event, we're considered close kin, ya got it? Anyway, I'm what came from the blaze scorching and devouring everything in its path. Fright came from the collected fear of countless beasts, ponies and so on, that used the forest for home before that. And then there were the last of us, that rose up from the ashes, after the forest were ash, and a few sprouts started poking through the underground. The embodiment of destruction and rebirth. Real fancy stuff y'know? Cycle we called her, and even though Fright and I weren't pushovers, Cycle were different." A big piece of the barren crown were crunched down, and she'd use the roots briefly afterwards to scratch her back. "Our powers are random. Might be you'll end up scrawny and barely able to meddle with anything, or you could be big game. Fright and I were considered higher mid, which were not bad at all. Cycle on the other hand, she were rivalling Discord, and she were still fresh out the oven. It were a riot at first, but Cycle kept doing what fell natural to her. Creating, and destroying. And I dunno if you can imagine it, but most draconequui ain't keen on having their toys ruined. Now I love my sis, but even Fright and I agreed she were getting outta hand. So spearheaded by Discord, Cycle had the dubious honor of being the only draconequui I've ever heard of, that got *killed* by other draconequui." She put *killed* in quotation marks, and took another chomp out of the tree. "You can't actually kill us though. We ain't mortal in the regular sense. It's more like her essence got ripped from her body, and then her parts got scattered far and wide, while her essence got trapped in the middle of what'd turn into the Sullen Gorge. It's contained, but it's still radiating out from memorial. Fright and I went and build a shrine 'round her essence too. Keeps noisy folks out, and y'know, makes us feel a bit better by it. Ain't the best way things could've gone, but she were too volatile, even for one of us, and she weren't willing to tune it down. Who knows? Maybe in a few millennia we'll get a chance to renew. Up to Discord at this point, and I think if I ain't telling him, he won't even remember. I really outta swing by and see how he's doing one of these days... Keep meaning to, but haven't been bothered yet. Anyway, that's a bit of history from my end. Now it's your turn to give me a story. Where you from? What's it like there?" ========================================================================== @Catpone Cerberus How fascinating. Most she knew of would likely have been mortified by what they saw here. Equine metallic parts, clearly until recently, attached to the meaty parts of a pony. Rather morbid she supposed, but it were truthfully rather intriguing to watch. The pure, metallic parts of a modified pony, just like Solar wore, but without the flesh that it sustained. It allowed for more proper examination, as doing so to Solar would involve his demise, which were far from ideal, to put it lightly. She were looking over the parts, best as she could, while not interrupting what Solar were doing, but she admitted to not get much out of this. It were clear these had been removed from their host, and considering the stains, she would think rather forcefully. Yet at the same time, surprisingly cleanly, as there were not any signs of meat left behind. Yet neither were there of scorch marks, ruling out that the pony below had burned up for instance. The leading theory she had thus far, were that it had been either torn off, and the insides scraped, or it were more clinical, like a more advanced scalping. Rather barbaric, but she assumed there would come an answer soon enough, as Solar were interacting with these parts, and he would know far more of this than her. And an answered there were, yet a very unexpected one, as none other than Vaz seemed to have interacted with this one before her demise. "...Judging by the glaring differences in demeanor, clothing, and physical variations, that is Mr. Vaz, but not... I presume this is perhaps him from your world instead then sir, if I am not mistaken? It seems he is part of the war that is ravaging your lands currently, and he's skilled at what he does, having so cleanly removed the biological parts - barring some staining - from these parts, against one you describe as a skilled combatant. It is certainly very unexpected, but it gives some insight into how things are going on the other side of the veil, so to speak. Were there other data that you could find that were of some interest in this, sir?" Vaz seemed to need a moment, so she would address him afterwards. She could not fault him for not being fine with this though. It must be uncomfortable to see yourself in this manner, yet knowing that it were not you. In his shoes, she would likely have been quite baffled at the very least, depending on what it were that she had seen specifically. If it had been her gutting others for instance, it would be minorly traumatizing. And rather revolting at that. ======================================================================= @Catpone Cerberus "...I wish I could say something that'd make it all better, but what happened to you... It's life altering, in ways I couldn't possibly understand, or fix with a few words. I think it's good that you're willing to seek advice though. Your kinsmen might be able to give you better advice on some of these things than I can, since they know more of this island, and those who live on it, than I do. Whatever happens though, even if it's something that I don't like, I'll do anything I can that'd help you." If only life were so easy as to mention a few things, or say a few words, and then everything was okay... Yet sadly, life wasn't fair and easy. It were dreary and dreadful sometimes, and could leave deep scars, just like what Ruby had. If ever it could be handled, it were going to take time, and help, and Leviathan worried that perhaps that would prove too big of a burden, and Ruby would instead go and do something rash to try and distance herself from things. She hoped not of course, but she couldn't help to worry about her friend. It had most of the time been obvious she carried some baggage, but since getting here, it were barely skin-deep. It couldn't be easy for her to have things so much more present and in her face, so to speak. *sigh* They'd get to see, but for now, Ruby needed rest, or maybe it was an excuse to try and get a bit of time to think for herself. Either way, she wished for some fresh air herself after this. So she'd rise up, and begin to wander out. Though she turned around before leaving the cave with Charir, and gave her friend a concerned look. "Rest well, Ruby." She'd go to the entrance proper, though halting at Charir, and gave him a weary, yet kind smile. "I'll be heading out for some air. Don't worry if you can't see me, okay? I'll just be standing at the side of the entrance. Unless you'd rather we go and look around the place? I get the feeling Ruby might need a bit of time with her thoughts. You know where I am if it is, alright?" Giving him a pat on the shoulder, she would wander past him, and go to the side of the entrance, where she could not be seen, and sit down, back against the wall, and looked up into the sky. Her mind wandering around the big ifs and how, as she absently rose a hand, and with a finger, slowly swung a circle upwards, with a caterpillar-thick thundercloud following the movement, as if it were a worm on a string. ================================================================== @Catpone Cerberus For the time being, the changelings would excuse themselves, and head home as well. Onache needed rest, and she would sleep more soundly in her own domicile, away from the mercy of others. It were far more secure to her, that she were away from all of that, and the only other being near her, being her most trusted drone. Though she did want to speak with the kobolds again at some point, when she had regained her strength. =================================================================== @EQ_Theta "Maybe some day, you will find out what they think about you, me, and Master Discord. But Rosa is smart. If he says I should not talk about him near other longma, I do not think it is time for that yet. Perhaps some time after they accept the outside? And how long will that take? I wonder, will you be there, when things truly change? Or will it take too long. Hmm... I do not want to think about it happening without you. It is like there is a blockage... Is this what it means to hope? To want only to think of the way you want it to go, and ignore the bad? ...I need to think about this some day." It were a strange one. It didn't really feel like anything to her, but yet, she could objectively say that while she could normally think about things like it going one way or another, with some level of neutrality, there were something in her mind, that veered her away from wanting to think that Sen and Lin would fail to see the change they wanted, in their lifetime. Perhaps this were hope? Something intangible, in the mind, instead of the chest? Or maybe she just did not want to think of the time they would not be there? Though it were not Denial. Mother had explained what that were several times, in the centuries she had waited for Discord to return. It were somewhat similar, but still different. He shuttered briefly in the air, once they were done speaking to him. He would not fall down, but the motion were notable. "Dragons... I have encountered dragons. Not you. Different. I come from-" His gills would open, and a vibrating sound, that came off a little less like sound, and more like invisible waves hitting them, giving them varying feelings of nausea, hunger, and an odd feeling of wetness, despite being dry, would come for a few seconds, before they closed again. "And I am me. I have no word for me. Not a fish." Words would be exchanged between the servant and Omen again for a little, as they needed to say words that were not covered properly here. "He says that the fish is magical, and that they work together. He had to earn her, doing something secret. Also, he says they need to leave, before they become dry, but that he will maybe speak with you again some other day." Omen's sister after that, would open a gate to her new home world. A vast expanse below the waves were seen, threatening to crash in, but her new master touched the water with a tentacle, and somehow, his minor touch upon one small droplet, kept the whole thing from flushing in. More magic, more than likely. He would motion for his servant to pass through first, which she would, swimming effortlessly into the water, then seemingly having some issues moving proper, as she flailed slowly around, upside down. Her master himself, would look towards Sen, Lin, Omen and the unformed siblings once more, with the fish giving a last message. "Live well, Sen, Lin, Omen." With that, he'd slip through the portal too, but keeping the tip of his tentacle where it were, as he did so, even on the other side. He would not let go, until the gate would close, with just a small trickle, giving a thimble of water before it were fully closed. They may see their sibling in the background briefly though, seemingly getting poked at by what looked like a school of purple, veiny jellyfish, wearing small outfits made of kelp. "Sister have found a good master. I think he will teach her well." ===================================================================== @EQ_Theta "As wonky as a two legged table. I'm all for testing things, but putting stars in your head? That's just bonkers. I can't even imagine what sorta thing regular rocks would do if stuck in your head, much less space rocks." "Hmm, while not a good way to test things, we have scholars who likewise study magic. Its origins, how to expand upon it, the usage in the everyday life of everypony- Much and more. There's no consensus of where magic came from, but many cultures do have their beliefs, and though bereft of gods, Equestria too have what can be considered our *Wells of magic*. Things or places of such concentrated magic, that it seems somehow ingrained to magic itself, though many much smarter than I, could spend many a sunny day speaking your ear off, as to their theories. I do know what ours are though, to an extend. The Elements of Harmony and Disharmony, which springs forth for those chosen to wear them, every so often. My prize student and her friends, were until recently, wearers of the Elements of Harmony, and as for those of Disharmony, we are aware some are out there, but not where they are. Troublesome things unfortunately." Scarcity said nothing, but knew of where at least one were. That being the Element of Depression. And she knew that, because she had relinquished it from the one who had taken it from its holder, and now had it locked up tightly, deep in some vault far, far from here. It could well simply lose power in said box, and reappear elsewhere, as they were want to do, but at least for now, it were contained. It wouldn't be good, if it got lose at least, she knew that much. History had in no small amount, told of what it caused, and the pictures were harrowing. "The other I have only heard of, and none I know of, are aware where to find it. The Fountain of Youth. Situated somewhere in Equestria, it eludes even the most persistent tracker and scholar, but records, and a vial once given to my sister, in the early years of our rule, proves its existence, and potency. There are theories that I can entertain, that says that we have things like this, and alicorns, but no gods, because primordial magic cannot express itself in both ways. As there is no place known so far, that does have both gods and things such as the fountain, without it being connected to a god directly in some fashion, and no Alicorn rises from countries that have one, it seems highly plausible to be correct, though how or why is a most curious mystery. If you want another view of magic in general, the kitsune for instance, believes that leylines run far beneath the earth, and coalesce in certain places. They will tend to make their homes where the pools are most potent, as they say it connects them closer to the spiritual realm, where their ancestors rest. We have few of them running openly around in our country, and I am unsure if they have a settlement in Equestria, but I find their beliefs and ways of life to be fascinating all the same. They are also vastly more magical, that your average pony, so perhaps you could find good conversation with one of them some day. Just be wary, as they are tricksters by nature, and may play games with you, if you are unaware." Fascinating creatures really, and not evil by nature, but they did like to have their fun. Mortal draconequui in nature, she had heard some refer to them as, and in some aspects, that were certainly true. Though she found that treating them respectfully, would make them do the same in kind, even if it had been long since last she saw one. She suspected them to hide from her, for some reason, though she wasn't sure why. "I thank you for your concern, and hope much the same. I wish for Equestria to proper, and not to live through seeing all that generations of ponies have worked for, fall to rubble. Perhaps at a more opportune time, we can speak of what exactly befell your nation? I can understand if it is a touchy subject, but as ones who have been through it, your insight as to what led there, may prove invaluable in ensuring it will not happen to us. Your unique insight, may well light our path, through a dark future." Celestia would keep a warm smile at them, as she heard and spoke in return. A most unusual situation they must have gone through, seeing their civilization crumble, and it were definitely horrible, but they were not wrong, that they may have flung a light towards the future, by locking themselves away during it, to be discovered some day in the future. Though it didn't seem like it now, dark times might well come, if they made wrong choices, and these special guests of the past, could well put a light upon how things were now, and would head towards, and help them avoid history repeating itself, just for Equestria. "A wise quote. There is something beautiful about making a better world for those to come." The door would creak, as someone entered. If one could call it that. It seemed like a griffon, clad completely in dark cloth, and only the right eyes showing, underneath the heavy cloak. Were it not for the talons and wings, one could be mistaken for not even knowing this to be a griffon, as the face were fully hidden, though at the right angles, one could see the tip of a beak, though it too, were as dark as shadows, just as the griffon themselves seemed to be. Just varying shades of dark and grey, with the only brightness, being the eye. The singular, white eye, that seemed to slightly glow, though it might just be because everything else were so dark about them, that it seemed to give more than were the case. The changelings int he room shuddered, and withdrew further away from the figure, and Celestia's gaze looked down upon them without warmth, but resentment, as the smile faltered on her face. The guards would block the griffon from getting too close, and they would stop, then withdraw a wrapped up scroll for her, and reach it, palms up, towards her, at a distance of around a meter, without a word being said. Using her magic, she would withdraw it, and the griffon would look around, their gaze lingering briefly on the peculiar new additions, before turning around, and walking outside, their task here done. "It have better be important, for one of them to have come." She would unroll the scroll, and read it over, blocking the view of others via magic, so they wouldn't snoop. She read for about a half minute, then wrap it up again, and reach it towards one of her guards to hold. Who would, by sticking it into their uniform, as she turned to face her new friends again, an apologetic look, and smile returning to her face. "I'm sorry for cutting our meeting short, but it seems my sister have need for me to come to her now. It were a pleasure meeting you all though. If ever you wish to speak more, you are welcome at the castle. I will let the guards know that you have permission to approach the throne room. If you will excuse me, I must be on my way. Have a pleasant day everypony." She'd bow before her new companions, then everypony else, before finishing with a mutual bow between her, and Scarcity. Then she would leave, and fly towards the castle. There were time for a comment to come to her before she left, and for her to respond, but it would need to be quick, as she hadn't much time to linger anymore.

Certain types of toys like diecast vehicles is one of those things I can't really grow out of.

Toys "R" Us-Guess Who?: Disney Edition (2005)

Drawing, reading, gaming, playing outside, playing with toys/dolls, and riding my bike/scooter.

@Blitz Boom (Cherish) Given Cherish's training in school, and the fact that thestral wings were more suited to maneuverability and agility compared to long distance gliding (Which is what allowed them to excel at close quarters areal combat compared to pegasi) Cherish was actually able to slowly close the distance between her and Elef over time. She'd even get close enough to call out to him, but he wouldn't respond, or make any indication that he had heard her. (It will take an hour or two before they reach their destination) (Void) Teal and Gemini would move as though they wanted to approach Void, and would do so if Crow didn't move to stop them. Unlike what one might expect, they did not latch on Void's legs or attempt to hide beneath or behind her, despite there being ample space to, instead getting as close as possible without hindering Void's ability to move, and standing just to either side of her flanks, right at the edge of her vision. It was a trained stance for a defensive position, similar to how they had been sitting behind Crow, giving Void, as their defender, full ability to strike or turn while also remaining visible. They would not. however, object to Void embracing them once they got close enough. Teal commented, "We were out here digging with Crow and Cherish, Cherish got a small cut and then suddenly Nova swooped in on Elef out of nowhere!" Gemini followed, "Elef flew off once the guard mare caught Nova, and Cherish took off after him. Are... are we going to go look for them? It looks like he was heading back towards where we came from." She pointed out into the desert in the direction of New Pegas. Teal then looked towards Llambda, tilting her head a bit before looking back at Void, "Who's this with you? She looks kind of like Mistress." Llambda smiled and came a bit closer, "Oh, I'm just a friend, Void here seemed so worried so I thought I'd come and help! Here, do you two want a treat?" She would reach into a bag at her side that Void could see shimmering before pulling out a pair of decent looking apples, especially rare around here as the environment wasn't suited for fruit trees much, which she passed to the two fillies. If Crow had calmed down a bit, and not immediately flown off upon noticing or hearing that Cherish wasn't there anymore, Llambda would also offer something to her, pulling out something that could reasonably have been in the bag that Crow would like. (Ranger) She had a slight smile at that, "Yeah, I wouldn't have found the toys or been able to get into that room without you. Thank you." She sighed, "Well, that was where I came from. Tomorrow, is where we went between there and when Null found us. That's where Effs, Ajay, and Rare didn't make it." She snorted positively at that, but didn't have much to say, simply tired after the excursion. "Well, I guess we'll likely meet at breakfast tomorrow? See what the other two have to say or do before I can head out to the mesa." Unless he had anything else to add, she would head off towards the hotel at a leisurely pace, seemingly content to have a bit of time with her thoughts alone, except for Speck of course. (We'll pick this one up after the time jump. There will be a time jump once this night is done for all stories as all the sections above will come together at Red Mesa in the morning.) (Grey) Basher smiled at Craven's uncertainty, "Hmm... I'll say it is a bit more than just some enchanted minostralium. I'll also say that it is something that was made specifically for me, as a reward. Had it been something powerful, or that would have let me destroy the city, I would have used it before Grey could catch and kill me." He leaned back, "I won't say what exactly it does, other than that, when used properly, it poses no more danger to others than I already did." He seemed to be able to tell that that wasn't satisfying enough an answer, as he rolled his eyes and continued, "Maybe some backstory then? Alright. Back when I was working for Discord as one of his generals, he gave all of his top generals, myself included, a boon contingent on our success. I was able to seize Las Pegasus and so he gave me my boon, but I didn't use it then and didn't have the chance or desire to before Grey killed me and took it. Honestly, I was hesitant. You know about genies right? Well, I heard tell through the wind that some of the other generals who used their boons found that it wasn't quite what they expected. Sure, they got exactly what they asked for, but not exactly what they wanted. Nothing major was changed, and honestly they way he went about it was pretty funny, like what you'd expect to hear he had done before," he gestured vaguely around, "all this. I wasn't in any hurry to discover what trick he had planned for me, so I left it alone. But now I don't exactly have much to lose, so I figure if it is bad, well, I'll deserve it." He turned his gaze back towards Craven, "There, that enough for your superiors?" "I'm still hesitant to give it to him. But we'll see. His help is contingent on recovering the boon in any case, so he'll have a vested interest in helping us recover it whether we end up giving it to him in the end or not. We'll play along for now. First, we need information on how to stop Moth, and how we might recover the boon and safely return it to him."

about me: i go by catoid online, im 21, use she/her pronouns, and mostly collect g3 ponies. g4 is my favorite overall but as for toys specifically, g3 is my favorite :) i have a few g1 things as well. i like other (non mlp) unicorn/pony/pegasus toys/figures as well and also want to collect lps and lalaloopsies. i generally like anything sweet and cute and fun ﾟ.+:｡∩(・ω・)∩ﾟ.+:｡

You can use the tag search function at Derpibooru to get a very long list of such characters. Not all of them are G4 though, so you need to check that yourself. Also, some of them are alternative names of the same characters, for example, "Bon Bon" and "Sweetie Drops". https://derpibooru.org/tags?tq=category%3Acharacter%2C+!*a*

I knew a girl who collected bones and teeth, wild. She was a wild person (and fun) person. I don’t collect anything that crazy though. I have made a bit of a habit of collecting the G5 toys from China, the stuff they get is wayyy cooler than what us Americans get.

There's at least a few near me but I never visit them. Only chance I would is if they had MLP toys again.

that im an adult & playing with toys :D