open The Lonely Club

[CeruleanPoptart 14]

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It's a nice day in equestria for many but there are some ponies which life is not easy .. not understud or loved

these are the ponies in

The Lonely Club

 

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Project looks at the old dust paper sighing Why does everything get so old in here! She throws it behind her as she contines to dig in the Not good smelling Dumpster. "Ugg there it is!" She says in a rasspy voice as she picks up a old half eaten sandwitch.

Edited November 28, 2013 by IIFlyingGraceII

[Demirari 454]

Cryptical Code signed as he walked along the shadows of the alleyway, instinctively hiding in the shadows to avoid the light. He had just completed a mission for his agency and it was rather, horrible. At least he was finally done with the agency for a long time. A normal pony would immediately jump on the opportunity to hang out with friends and such, sadly, Cryptical Code has a shallow pool of friends. Actually, friends would be too broad for his pool of friends, they were more of ponies he knew well enough. Cryptical Code signed again as he realized that he would be spending most of his time alone, again, as always with his life. Then something broke him out of his thoughts, the horrible stink of garbage. Oh great, he thought as he drew nearer and nearer to the smell.

[CeruleanPoptart 14]

Project quickly noms on the sandwhich ,inoreing the taste. She finshes with a weird feeling of regret. Why did i leave him? leave blazing? she thinks  but the thoughts fade when she hears hoof steps near by. Oh what is it now? I thought ponies didn't come out at night. She thought.

[Demirari 454]

The stench of the garbage almost made Cryptical Code faint as he drew near. He looked to his right and saw a young filly near a dumpster, a very dirty filly at that. 

"Filly, where are your parents?" Cryptical Code asked, what kind of a parent would let their children go dumpster diving, from the looks of it. Seems like he's going to have to pass a few words with this young filly's parents. 

[CeruleanPoptart 14]

Project looked at the weird colored pony with confusion. She never hear of "parents" before which made her way more curios."What are "Parents" ?". she said in a hazzy voice with a little shyness because of the unknown stranger who came out of nowhere in the night.

[Demirari 454]

Cryptical Code just stood there, unable to comprehend what the filly just said, she doesn't know what a parent is? Cryptical Code took a few steps around, thinking of a way to answer the filly's question.

"A parent is that mother, that father that takes care of you, that caretaker that... well... takes care of you," Cryptical Code replied awkwardly. He continued on, "The one that tucks you to sleep at night, reads to you."

Cryptical Code then instinctively adjusted his tie as he tried to piece the correct words together. Then something came across into his mind, could this filly be a orphan? It could explain the horrible condition she is in. I'll ask her later, Cryptical Code decided as he awaited the filly's response.

Edited December 1, 2013 by Demirari

[Nin 1]

Fleet held her head high, proudly carrying a tan paper bag between her teeth as she trotted along in the shadows of a building. She grinned, snickering silently as she remembered that no pony had noticed her taking the bag, which was still sending waves of warm air into her face. It had been a long time since she had last escaped completely unnoticed, especially from a fancy restaurant like that.

 

Oh well, she thought, they can afford to make more.

 

The smell of whatever it may have been that she had stolen flooded her senses, causing her mouth to water, but she resisted the urge to dig in then and there. She had to get back to the alley first. About a yard ahead of her, she caught sight of another alley, most likely one that would lead to the next street over. If she could just cut through that one, then her trip would take far less time. Without thinking, she rounded the corner, but froze in place when she caught sight of the two other ponies: a filly half-way inside of a dumpster and a grown stallion.

 

Great, she thought to herself. She considered running, but she was frozen to the spot in shock. No pony came out at night, especially in dark alleys like these.

[CeruleanPoptart 14]

Cryptical Code just stood there, unable to comprehend what the filly just said, she doesn't know what a parent is? Cryptical Code took a few steps around, thinking of a way to answer the filly's question.

"A parent is that mother, that father that takes care of you, that caretaker that... well... takes care of you," Cryptical Code replied awkwardly. He continued on, "The one that tucks you to sleep at night, reads to you."

Cryptical Code then instinctively adjusted his tie as he tried to piece the correct words together. Then something came across into his mind, could this filly be a orphan? It could explain the horrible condition she is in. I'll ask her later, Cryptical Code decided as he awaited the filly's response.

Project sighed "well if i did it was proble 4 years ago when i met this stailion that called me a miracle" she says in a hazzy voice coughing a little at the end. She saw anther pony which toddly surprised her! She squeaked and jumped into the dumpster shaking.

Edited December 1, 2013 by IIFlyingGraceII

[Demirari 454]

"Wha?" Cryptical Code said as he saw the filly jump into the dumpster, normally this would be hilarious but something is wrong here. There is a scent of fine cooking in the air, blending with the rather disgusting smell of the dumpster. Somepony else is here, and they are close. This could explain the surprised state of the filly as she jumped into the dumpster. Cryptical Code immediately turned to his right, doing a 180 degree turn to face his blind spot. A pony was there with a tan bag, a mare. Could this be the young fillies mother? Maybe not, the filly was surprised when she saw this mare and proceeded to hide in the dumpster behind him. Its best to figure out who this mare is exactly, "Who are you? And what are you doing so late out at night in a alley?" 

He would have normally barked out more demands, but thought otherwise that it would be unwise, this mare could just be a normal pony and not somepony that is out to kill him.

[CeruleanPoptart 14]

Project shiverd in fear in the dumpster as she though the ponies were gonna gang up on her and kill her.As thoughs past through her mind faster than lighting she begin to hear voices and as she lessioned she became more less scared and more ceriose of who the ponies were in the first place.

[Nin 1]

Fleet took a step back, contemplating whether she should answer or not. She still had time to run, and they would probably just forget, but he had already seen her! He would report her theft either way: she was caught. She sighed to herself. This wasn't like her, she was never scared, especially of something like this. She stepped forward again, flattening her ears back as she dropped the bag at her hooves.

 

"I could ask you the same question," she snapped back, "but if you must know, the name's Fleet, and I don't think my motives are of your concern, even though it should be obvious to you. Now, what? You gonna arrest me?" She couldn't help but notice how similar his clothing was to that of some sort of under-cover cop, so she immediately assumed the worst, as was usual for her nature. She couldn't help but steal a glance down into the slowly cooling paper bag, her stomach rumbling with intense hunger as she scanned over the contents. Why did she have to get into this mess? She could be eating right now if she hadn't turned into this stupid alley.

[Demirari 454]

"Arrest you? Why would I arrest you?" Cryptical Code responded. Why would she… it must be his attire, Cryptical Code thought. Ponies always thought that he was a cop, oh the irony, he thought, he'll be the worst cop ever. He then used his magic to try to pick up the bag under her hooves. "I am not a police officer, miss, now excuse me, let's see whats in that bag."

From the looks of it, the bag must of been from a high class restaurant. Cryptical Code wondered why a mare would be sneaking around in a alleyway with such goods. It's almost as she stole bag.

[Nin 1]

"H-hey! That's mine!" Fleet protested, glaring daggers at him and instinctively unfurled her wings. She had found that it made her seem bigger, which definitely helped her thin size. It had also been taken as a signal that she might attack by some ponies, though she wasn't planning on hurting him. She wouldn't be very capable of such a thing, and she didn't want to commit any crime she didn't need to. Stealing was for survival, but assault was unnecessary. "Give it back!" She had tried to sound threatening, but her voice cracked mid-sentence, cancelling out her attempt.

[CeruleanPoptart 14]

Project peaks out of the dumpster and sees the fighting ponies. Oh come on u can do this project. She though jumping out of the dumpster in the middle of the fighting ponies. She sees the big pony and halts as she was planing to run. She sqeaks and curls up into a ball The only Defence.

[Demirari 454]

"Yours? You sure? Are you sure this wasn't stolen?" Cryptical Code calmly responded as he opened up the bag to see the contents inside. He wasn't going to eat the food of course, that was just plain out impolite, but he had to know what type of food inside there. He was kind of hungry, due to him not eating dinner yet. He ignored the mares attempt to look intimidating, many pegasi had done this before to try to scare him off. Though, he did pity the mare's rather thin size.

He noticed the filly as she curled up into a little ball between the mare and him. Why would she do this, he wondered as he waited a response from Fleet.

Edited December 2, 2013 by Demirari

[Nin 1]

She narrowed her eyes yet again, though she resisted the urge to yell again after seeing the young pony looking scared.

"Alright, maybe I did take it, but so what? That doesn't matter. It belongs to me now," she insisted, sounding more urgent now but matching the volume of the stallion so as not to frighten the foal. She tucked her wings back in, realized her usual strategies weren't going to work this time, just as her stomach growled a second time.

Edited December 2, 2013 by Nin

[Demirari 454]

"True, true, however, I would like it if you paid the restaurant you liberated this from, and you seem rather hungry, was this going to be your dinner?" Cryptical Code said as he closed the bag and sent it back to its owner. He then opened one of the pockets from his suit and brought out a small bag of bits. "You seem a little too thin, accept this offer of money." 

Cryptical Code hoped that the mare would accept the money, he couldn't let a mare starve, or the filly for that matter. These ponies seemed like they got the short end of the stick from life, maybe he could ease these poor beings of their misery. Why was he being so gracious tonight, Cryptical Code thought. He wouldn't normally be so generous enough to give money.

[CeruleanPoptart 14]

Project looked at the stailion in fear of the winged pony which he was giving something to.She leaped under the weird colored stailion and curled up into a ball under his fur. She was so scared she started to cry for the first time in months.Help me. She thought.

[Nin 1]

Fleet nodded in response to his question, and her eyes went wide when she was given back her food, but when he presented the bag of money, she shook her head, "I don't need your charity, thank you very much." It pained her to say it, though, but she found herself too stubborn to accept. Plus, she wouldn't feel right about it, especially seeing the young filly begin to cry at the stallion's feet. She motioned toward the child with a hoof, "Use it for him. I'm perfectly fine without it."

Edited December 2, 2013 by Nin

[Demirari 454]

"Please accept the money, I insist!" Cryptical Code said as the money was dropped underneath Fleet's hoof. "I have enough money right now to feed the young filly. So please, don't be stubborn." Cryptical Code continued as  he putted a hoof on the young filly's head and began to stroke it. He kept his focus on the mare as he awaited her response. 

[Nin 1]

Fleet sighed, realizing he wasn't giving up, "Fine." She took the pouch between her teeth, listening to the somewhat satisfying jingle of clashing bits as she dropped it in her paper sack. "But just know that it's only because you're so insistent," she added.

 

"Now, you know my story. Why are you here?" she questioned, nosy and curious as always.

[CeruleanPoptart 14]

Project slowly stoped crying and started feeling sleepy. All this stress had kept her from rembering why she was out in the first place! She was out just to get a snack before she went searching for a place to sleep! Project felt her body give from under her and she fell asleep.

Edited December 2, 2013 by IIFlyingGraceII

[Demirari 454]

"Why am I here? It may be best for you to not know," Cryptical Code replied as he smiled when the filly began to sleep. He continued on, "However, if you do want to know, I was just finishing up some businesses with my colleagues." Cryptical Code began to readjust his tie when he finished answering Fleet's question. Cryptical Code's horn lit up as he cleaned up the filly with a simple spell before putting the filly on his back. It was getting very late at night and he had to get back to his apartment soon, best to bring the filly along with him, in case any sick minded pony comes along. 

"Where are you going miss?" Cryptical Code asked before he left the alleyway.

[Nin 1]

By now, Fleet had nearly forgotten where exactly she was going, but it didn't take very long to remember as an image of the dark alleyway formed in her mind. She looked down at her hooves, ears flat as she picked up her bag before brushing past him, "Home, I guess. Good luck with the little guy," she muttered over her shoulder, "See you around." 

[Demirari 454]

"Where is your home located?" Cryptical Code asked, "Not that you need to tell me or anything." Cryptical Code waited for a response from Fleet. Cryptical Code worried that the mare didn't have a actual home to live under. These alleyways are famous for their violence during night. If she didn't have a actual home to live under, then she could be in danger, after all, from a recent source, there was a slight spike in gang related activities around here.