open The Founding of Equestria: The Aftermath (RP)

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

"No, no, it's fine. I don't have much else to do, what with my team currently being the opposite of normal and some dragonoid rampaging around or known parts of Equestria. Right now, I think Canterlot may be our best bet," he started pointing at the dirt map, "If we follow the river north to the moutains, keeping it to our left, then we can turn right until we find a path, and turn left onto it, following it to Canterlot."

[Blitz 127]

"Alright, that seems simple enough." She shrugged her shoulders. "I might be a bit slow, I'm not much of an athlete." She said, remembering when she was a filly, being slower than most of the fillies her age. She thought it was odd that even though she had strong wings she could never fly very fast. Edited October 27, 2012 by Purplepower

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

"It's okay, we can walk," he said, gesturing to his hooves and winglessness, "Gives us more time to process our surroundings see the sights, look out for incalculable danger and whatnot. Let's depart in the morning. They tend to be better than the night," he says, curling into a ball next to the fire.

[Blitz 127]

"Haha. Yeah." She said, while shifting into a bit more comfortable position. Better move away from the fire, She thought. Accidentally rolling off and then under my bed is bad enough. And with that, she move a couple feet back, and tried to get comfortable. Edited October 27, 2012 by Purplepower

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Map was relatively good at sleeping on the ground, having done it for much of his life. He couldn't really imagine that sleeping on the ground would be very difficult, so he said, "Goodnight, Miss Purple. Pleasant dreams." He curled into a tighter ball, and his breathing slowed.

[Blitz 127]

"Good night." She said quietly. She wasn't exactly used to sleeping on the ground, or out doors, but she actually enjoyed it. Man, I should sleep on the ground more often, it's practically more comfortable than my bed back at my house! She thought to herself. Edited October 27, 2012 by Purplepower

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

After a few hours, Mapmaker woke up. He looked through his supplies for something to make for breakfast, but... all he had were beans. He sighed and stirred the embers of last night's fire, using them to heat the bean-pot. Soon, the smell of beans cooking filled the campsite.

[Blitz 127]

Purplepower woke up. She looked at where she was, and realized that in her sleep she had moved several feet from where she had been the previous night. "Wow, I really toss and turn at night!" She muttered to herself. She looked up and saw Mapmaker making something over the fire. Smells like beans. She thought to herself. "Good morning!" She said to him.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

He smiled, "Good morning Purple. I'm sorry if I woke you up. I didn't actually have anything other that beans, so I cooked us some beans," he said, taking out two bowls. Carefully pouring the beans into bowls, he gave her one, chowing down on his. "I never did ask you what you did for a living," he realizes aloud.

[Blitz 127]

"Oh, you didn't. Beans actually sound really good right now." He handed her a bowl of beans. "Thanks. I actually worked at a small seamstress's shop. I did a few head pieces and things like that but mostly I just ran errands like buying fabric and helping customers." She said, while stirring her food. Edited October 29, 2012 by Purplepower

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Mapmaker shuddered, "No offense, but that sounds incredibly dull. I could never sit still that long, let alone deal with a mob of complaining customers." He thinks a little bit, "Have you ever built clothing for durability, or is it always for fashion and beauty."

[Blitz 127]

 

"It does get a little old sometimes, but taking orders keeps it interesting. I have done a few things that are both, but usually it's just for fashion. Like my bag. It looks normal, but it's actually a bag durable enough for hiking." She said, poking her saddlebag.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

He looked at her bag, then at his own battered leather baggage. "Well, yours sure is nice to look at compared to mine, but I like practicality. Fancy things tend to break more often, get caught in stuff, and make noise, all of which can be very, very dangerous."

[Blitz 127]

"Yeah, that drives me crazy about stuff like that. Back in Los Pegasus, ponies had nicknamed me 'sparkles' because 75% of my closet was sparkly. And I totally agree with you on it being dangerous." She said remembering the time that she had gone camping and had gotten her bag of supplies ripped open.

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

Stone woke up several hours later. He put out the fire completely and wrapped up his tent. He looked around at the predawn Equestria and noticed that the camp was still there. Stone threw the tent over his haunches and walked over to the campsite. When he got there, he noticed two ponies talking to each other around the fire. He decided to pipe up and speak to them. "Uh, hey."

[Cherry Blossom 864]

It became much colder in the area and Cherry Blossom started coughing. She wrapped herself in the tathered blanket and shivered. The fire went out, the shelter was starting to fall apart, and there was no fire to keep her in warmth. Now she had to go through the day and night, constantly freezing.

[Blitz 127]

Just then a unicorn walked up to them and said hello. "Oh, hello!" She said shyly. She wasn't very good at meeting new ponies. "What's your name?" She said while hoofing through her mane. "I'm Purplepower!" She said, trying to be a little more assertive and a little less shy.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Mapmaker smiled, standing, "We must be closer to Canterlot than I thought. Much closer. That might have something to do with... It. My name's Mapmaker," he says to the unicorn, extending a hoof, "And you are?" He stifles a yawn, "Sorry, last night was kinda crazy for me."

[Miss Light Diamond 2,802]

Diamond stood at the edge of the refugee camp waiting for somepony to answer her question. <Well... They all seem busy.> She thought, turning around and trotting back up the stairs to her apartment. "That could have gone better." She muttered, placing the tea kettle onto the stove top, then grabbing a book and sitting down on her couch.

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

Stone was still tired after last night. "Hi, Purple, Mapmaker. I'm- I'm... Uh... Shoot! What was my name?!... Oh, right. My name's Grey Stone, but ponies simply call me Stone. At least they used to back home. I was on my way to Canterlot when I noticed y'all. It's been miles since I've seen another pony, so I figgered I'd drop by and say hi."

[Blitz 127]

"Where did you live?" She asked, while digging through her saddlebag. Now where did I put that darn hair tie? She thought to herself. Ah, here it is! She pulled out an elastic band with a bow on it. She pulled her mane back. Better do it now before my mane gets worse. She thought to herself. Edited October 30, 2012 by Purplepower

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

"After my great grandparents founded Equestria, we moved to Los Pegasus. My great grandmother was actually the empress of the unicorn kingdom. She liked a certain pegasus and, a couple generations later, here I am. I was on my way to Canterlot to find a place to live for a while."

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

Mapmaker sighed, "Oh, heritage. My great-grandfather was the leader of the scout, and one of three ponies in what was once the EPK triumvent." He mixed up the coals on the fire until he could see a mostly red circle, on top of whick he set more wood, thinking he'd probably be in Canterlot soon.

[Blitz 127]

"No way! I lived in Las Pegasus too! My great-grandmother one of the first pegasi to enter Equestria." She said, remembering the nights when she had to study family trees for school. Yeah, that was a REAL fun school year. I've got to remember that ancestry isn't as fun as it looks. She thought to herself, vowing she'd never take an ancestry class again. Edited October 31, 2012 by Purplepower

[The-Master 1,176]

Star Keeper pulled the thin blankets tighter across his shoulders. He was huddled round a small dimly lit fire that didn't give much warmth but was enough that he could feel some comfort. The chill in the air was still present as the breeze carried it in across the far stretching hills.

 

He held in his hooves an old looking scroll and beside him lay yet more of the sort, the only things he had saved from Las Pegasus. They contained some matter of historical record, hoof written by some famous Lore Master in Canterlot. Star Keeper found it was the only thing that kept him sane in these troubling times, the strength of his mind constantly being called into question. He simply went through each day, alternating between staring into the fire and reading his scrolls.

 

Star Keeper noticed in the corner of his eye a number of ponies conversing near another fire place. He was always curious, curiosity being his main attribute. He over herd talk of "travel" and "Canterlot". They were fools if they thought Canterlot would be any safer. No where in Equestria did he feel safe. His wings were nipped again by the cold and he huddled them under the blanket, gazing back at his scroll. He was alone this time...