private [RP] School Daze {1x1}

[Randimaxis 8,652]

OOC LINK: https://mlpforums.com/topic/151514-ooc-school-daze-1x1/

 

 

 

The train chugged along the tracks, puffs of steam leaving large poofs in the air that drifted back across the brass and steel clockwork marvel.  

 

The plate on the side of the engine claimed it to be the 'Gearbox Express'; it was a bold and stylish change from the usual train that traveled the tracks... but as it's cargo was a very different breed of pony, this wasn't too out of line.

 

Inside, a number of ponies were making their way to the same destination... yet they couldn't be more different.

 

Tough Times had his stress ball out, squeezing it between his hooves again and again as he ground his teeth.  To say the earth pony was upset was putting it mildly, but it was the truth - he was actually CALM for his usual self.

 

Gum Shoe kept his hooves in his pockets and his eyes on everypony else - he knew they had secrets, and it was gonna be HIS job to figure 'em out - no secret was safe from THIS unicorn!  He just had to figure out who here was safe to befriend... if anypone here was.

 

Poetic Justice sat by herself at the back of the train car, wings folded neatly behind her; she was busy reading through another article in the paper - The Canterlot Times, no less - and hoping beyond hope that this gathering of ninnies would NOT be in her classes.

 

Salacious Angel smiled as she looked over the train car, he eyes drifting from stallion to stallion, examining their features and clothing... among other things... and, on occasion, licking her lips and ruffling her wings as she passed her gaze to the next stallion.

 

Knight Errand sat tall and proud in his seat; he'd been hoof-picked by his teachers to attend this college, and he was set and determined that he would be representing ALL of his earth pony brethren here.  He just HAD to set a good example...

 

Creeping Ivy sat at the front of the car, gazing out the window at the passing scenery; in her mind, it was filled with timberwolves, spectres, spooks, hobgoblins, and the occasional hydra or manticore.  That was just how the unicorn liked things to be: SCARY.

 

Among them was a seventh traveler...

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Night Light

 

On the train car behind them,sitting listfully at the front seat was a young pegasus covered by a small brown woolen blanket, Night was always a little shorter than the average mare, She wore her hair in a ponytailponytail and wore a pair of black rigid glasses that she had kept neatly clean. On her neck she wore a necklace with what looked to be in the shape of a yin symbol.

 

Night's mind had been wandering as it always had in situations of mundanity...

 

Her eyelids felt progressively heavy as her mind began to drift.

 

"An old stallion,weak and frail in his frame, his body trembling from the weight of his age, sat alone in an old room in front of him waiting in the flickering light of time,  a living shadow stood, The shadow glimpsed towards him and smiled proudly as it crept towards his seat, like a predator salivating over an injured prey...and suddenly"

 

"They KISSED!"

 

A little voice whispered , peeking cheerfully  from the seat behind her.

 

"They what?!"

 

Maple Berry

 

"You know. Kiss! The warm and fuzzies! The I wuv yous , That’s what I live for! I just thought that the old colt and the shadow were cute together <3"

 

Exclaimed the young Unicorn in jubilant spirits. She was a peppy young mare with a yellow coat  and bright brown eyes. She had long straight hair that covered a bit of her face.

 

“Ugh huh...I’m just gonna go...”

 

She nodded, Night was sure she wasn’t talking in her sleep. There was definitely something odd about this one. She stood quickly and wrapped her blanket around her shoulders before making her exit towards the first car.

 

She made her way out and trotted the mare sitting on her lonesome on the back of the train.

 

“This seat taken?:

 

Good Reason

 

The seventh traveller stood silent at the back of the first car, leaning himself on one of the support structures as he crossed his arms, a badge tucked and hidden underneath his long brown over coat. He always loved to stand at the back of the room,to him, It felt like the world was a stage and HE was the audience.

 

He looked calmly at the cast of ponies before him, there was no doubt in his mind that he’d have to converse with each and everyone at some point….

 

”Eenie...meanie...minie...moe”

 

He sighed as he walked a bit closer towards the the stallion squeezing the stress ball between his hooves, if he was going to push through with his agenda , he may as well start with the one most suspicious.

 

“Squeeze that thing any harder and it might pop”

 

He joked with a friendly smile.

Edited May 7, 2016 by Vulcan

[Randimaxis 8,652]

The pony with the rubber ball was tall and thick, looking like a well-muscled farmhand... except there wasn't any dirt on him.  He had a dark red coat with fetlocks, bloodshot green eyes behind a pair of silver spectacles, and a short and neat violet mane and tail.  Topping off the look was his collared shirt and the small briefcase next to him on the seat.

 

The stallion slowly turned and glared at Reason with an angry grimace on his muzzle.

 

"If I DON'T do this, my DOCTOR says I'll have a HEART ATTACK."

 

He spoke through clenched teeth, and seemed to be seething.  He took a deep breath, letting it all out in one large gust before speaking again.

 

"I take it YOU'RE here for the school TOO, aren't you!?"

 

He almost seemed to be angry at Reason... but he was making conversation, which was awkward and a tad weird.

 

"MY name is Tough Times - I'm a WRITER.  I write ROLEPLAYS, and they're ALWAYS ABOUT ACTION!  That's what ADVENTURE is all ABOUT, RIGHT!?  Spells FLYING, explosions EXPLODING, villains PUNCHING, heroes KICKING... you know, ACTION!"

 

Tough was sitting in his seat, looking like he was about to fully explode a rain of pain on somepony... yet he was actually speaking to Reason; maybe he was just wound a bit EXTRA tight?

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“Night decided to trot cautiously to the front of the first Car, there was just something about the way the eerie pony looked that made her curiosity and her heart churn like the sugary sweet bits of thread in a spinning cotton candy machine, “Hi” She greeted with an indifferent tone, clutching her warm cotton blanket as she nervously awaited  the young mare’s response...but there was none...Ivy was engrossed in her gazing of the outside. This only made Night’s yearning for her rise higher like a perfectly baked souffle in a morning sunrise….She knew she had to say something….anything ...”Hey...Please notice me...there’s just something about you that I...I…””

 

“I can hear you! Stop roleplaying me! You don’t even know me!” Night yelled from the back of the first car. Her cheeks mildly flustered, and her face showing clear signs of annoyance.

 

Maple closed the leather brown book that she had been writing on. She always had the nasty habit of saying her written words out loud and on this occasion both her prospective muses were near ear shot  “Hey! NightMare is a good pairing! It has so much potential! And I will be proud of it!”She yelled back, raising her fist.

 

“Throw that fiction away or I’m walking over there and tearing it to pieces!” Night yelled back, her hoof raising as well.

 

“Never D:< “ Maple replied , sneaking the book behind her back.

 

Meanwhile The young mare beside  Night grew increasingly annoyed at the idiocies of her would be school mates, she began tightening her clutch of the Canterlot times...perhaps if she focused solely on reading the articles then the situation would eventually subside…

 

...but it did not , the two mares continued their bickering, each word like a thorn in the young mare’s ears and the fact that one of them was shouting right beside her made it all the more aggravating. She knew if she didn’t do something they’d be screaming the whole ride.

 

(I’m not sure what Poe would choose to do in this situation so I’ll keep it open, as this is simultaneous control, feel free to use mine.)

 

Good Times

 

“Well there wouldn’t be much of a story if we only had the lights and cameras”

 

Good replied with a sly grin as he took his seat beside the Colt, He was never one to enjoy sitting down, but He had to make a good first impression.

 

“FINALLY!!! SOMEBODY GET’S IT!!! IT’S  YOU AND ME PAL!”

 

Tough replied enthusiastically in a way that also felt like he was scolding him, but he wasn’t.

 

Good smiled and chuckled nervously , deep inside he was somewhat terrified of this eccentric Stallion, but he had to push through his agenda. 

Edited May 12, 2016 by Vulcan

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Poe's eyes slowly came into view over the top of the paper, her brow creased with barely bottled rage and fury as she watched the argument escalate.

 

"You're nothing but a meenie-head!"

 

"'That's not even a decent insult!' she cried out, laughing inwardly at the-"

 

"You're not laughing!  Stop lying!"

 

"That's what the 'inwardly' part means!"

 

"If it's in-wards, then why are you saying it out loud!?"

 

"Look, you little-"

 

"E.  NOUGH."

 

Poe's voice rattled the windows.  Maple, eyes wide, simply sunk back down into her seat.  Night went quiet.  Poetic Justice herself waited a moment, nodded, and returned to her paper, intent on finishing her reading before they arrived.

 

Meanwhile, Reason and Tough were the focus of another one of their classmates.

 

"Well... hello, hello, hell-O there..."

 

Sal, in her tight white and red jogging suit, strutted over to where they were, and leaned in on the back of the seat in front of them.

 

"Mmmmmmmm... you're a bit young for my tastes," her jade green eyes drifted over Tough, and settled on Good Reason, "but YOU?  You look positively... yummy."

 

She curled herself around the seat's edge, and slid neatly between the two.  She intantly leaned in on Good, sizing him up and apparently deciding he really WAS 'Good'...

 

"How DO you do, dearheart?  I'm Salacious Angel - Sal, for short - but YOU can call me... anytime."

 

She grinned at him, her eyes half-lidded with mischievous intent.

[Vulcan 3,254]

@@Randimaxis,

 

Good smiled back with an oddly awkward grin before arching his back on the train’s black leather seat. “Pleased to meet yah Sally” He met her eyes with an oblivious tone and a platonic smile, a tactic he hoped would subtly deny her advances . He brushed his hoof on his clothed shoulder, the  well woven fabric of his over coat folding as he did so.

“I’m Good Reason, It’s gonna be fun roleplaying with all of you!”