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" well then... I'd have no choice. I'll die fighting before I ever lay down my arms in slavery." Strong iron waited until Vincent was outside, and then stood up. " excuse me, fellows.... There is something I must announce.." Strong walked to the end of the meadery, and then stomped the floor hard, getting everyone's attention. " listen up! I've heard your snickers and seen your attitudes about griffons, and it disgusts me! He is a living, breathing soul here like ecmverypony else and toils in the sky to help our crops grow! HE is the reason you all get to stuff your faces! now... I don't want to hear or see anything negative about Vincent due to his race. Anyone who has a problem with that...." He stood fully tall and his muscles bulged. He smashed his hooves together and then cracked them. " can deal with me. ARE WE CLEAR?!?"

 

Silence.

 

" good. Now, spread the word among the village. He is to be treated as friend, not foe."

 

He sat back down at his companion's table. " sorry. I figured I could help take the hear off of him."


In this world, is the destiny of mankind controlled by some transcendental entity or law? Is it like the hand of God, hovering above? At least it is true, that man has no control... Even over his own will.

 

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(NOOOOOOO, why dude Shifted soothed him.)

 

Iron started to yell, so crimson followed trail outside. Crimson also noticed Lost on the roof. He flew up. "You okay miss?" he asked politly. He shivered slightly, he need to shift soon, this one body was becoming slightly unstable. He offered her his hoof, in an effort to help her up.

 

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Vincent smirked, glad to see someone appreciateing his joke. He heard her speak about being drunk and chuckled. "Ha, true enough!" He said with a smile, walking abit closer. The griffon smirked as he heard her name, nodding. "I`m Vincent, Vincent Stormwalker. I do deliveries and stuff." He paused. "sooo.... why are you on this roof exactly, Miss Thought?" He asked curiously. Especially since she was an earth pony... she must have climbed up! Which must be difficult with hooves. "I mean, you dont exactly have wings." He said with a smirk. He noted he hadnt seen the mare around town... but he felt her name was familar atleast.

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OOC: ( but think about the rest of the crowd. They have a problem with Vincent. I'm simply curing the cancer that causes the tumors.)

 

 

Strong iron received his drink, and promptly chugged it down. Afterwards, he spoke to tempest. " well friend, it's been fun. If you need anything, I'm at my forge. Remember, 5 buildings down if you need anything from me." Strong laid a silver piece on the table. " that should be enough to cover everyone plus a little more. If you wanna use what's left, you can. I'm going to my forge...." With this, strong iron left. He saw the others outside, consorting with another. " ah, there you two are. I got the bill, so don't worry about that. Ahh... Yet another new face... Well I'd love to stay and chat, but I need to go back to the forge. I must finish my work. If you need me, you know where to find me."


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Lost laughed, but at something more than just the joke. "I guess you do need those to fly huh? I guess you could say I'm out here enjoying the sights while a mess at my house clears up, or I'm here to questioning things like that question." She knew her joke would fall on deaf ear if they weren't her own, so she decided to ask, "What about you?" She crossed her hooves and went back to laying down. "You're the real one who walked out of the bar, what made you come this way." She added as a joke, by flipping her mane, "Other than the incredibly beautiful mare lying on top the pub."

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"This mead is five silver, but I only have four... Lets roll initiative!"

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Vincent blinked. Questioning the Question... as the mare spoke, he remembered where he heard the name before. The villages had talked about the 'crazy Lost Thought mare.' He raised a brow. She was odd, but he liked her, smirking at her as she spoke, in a friendly manner. He let out a slight chuckle at her little joke, liking the mares sense of humor so far. As she spoke again, Vincent smirked. "Well, I saw you laying on the roof, and wondered how an earth pony got up here, and if she was passed out drunk... so I suppose it was just the incredibly beautiful mare laying on the pub!" He said with a playful wink.

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She chuckled, "Continue joking like that and I'd assume your either asking for a date, or one to many paraspite's got into your eye while flying. As for how I got up, there are stairs." She gestured towards a small wooden trapdoor behind her with disgust. "I guess that's just the problem, thinking the simple way is the only way. That with out wings you can't fly." She shook her head, she didn't want to start rambling about her own beliefs, "-I mean get here."


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Vincent looked over at the trap door "ah, so there is. That`s  one mystery solved!" He said with a smirk. As the mare joked about asking for a date, he chuckled. "Well, i`m a Griffon, so I doubt you`d have any interest in me anyway!" he said with a chuckle. "Unless youve got parasprites dancing in your head."

 

He blinked at her as she spoke of simple ways, seeming to begin talking about something important, before cutting herself off. "Hey, wait wait. Dont just end it like that. I want to hear more." he said, sitting down where he stood, tilting his head, curiousity taking over. It sounded like she had been meaning to go into some deeper meaning...

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@@TheLineTrotter, (sorry, but my notification messed up; and I think I should acknowledge this right now. Story for another time.)

 

Lost looked at Vincent with both surprise and respect, she was about to reply to him when she heard.

 

"You okay miss?"
and saw a hoof stretched out to help her. She was about to get up and walk over to Vincent anyway she accepted. "Oh, and don't mind me; I'm fine."

"This mead is five silver, but I only have four... Lets roll initiative!"

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Shifted sat back noticing that this mare was more interested in talking with the griffin. He went down the trap door and shifted. He meant to change into a normal pony but Broken came, some pony would die soon. Broken pulled out a knife and checked the blade. He then headed towards the bar.


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@, Ooc: Darnit, you started without me. XD Being on a different timezone sucks.

 

A unicorn stallion with a dark red and purple patched coat, and a black mane and tail, followed Strong Iron out of the pub. He had been there since the night before, and in fact, spent most of his days and nights there. The stallion's name was Diego and he was seen as an outcast in the town, due to his talent which, represented by his cutie mark which was the sign of chaos, was chaos magic. Many ponies saw him as an expy of Discord, which was untrue. Diego nursed a bitterness towards other ponies as a result of this, also towards the griffons, as his marefriend had fled the town and settled there many years ago, and he had not seen her since.

 

"What do you know of griffons?" he asked Stromg Iron without preamble. "I could tell you many things, and none of them good."


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" well... I can tell you about their physicality and how good they are at fighting, but each griffon's soul is their own. You can't judge many if you only know one or a few, friend. They mostly reside in Mille seauseu, a northeastern mountainous country. Most have don't care about history and perfer to live in the now. That's the way it should be here. We should forget all of this pony-griffon war nonsense. What's in the past should stay there. Although... They can put up one hell of a fight... Especially that Kazas fellow..." Strong iron chuckled while assembling the blade to its hilt. When he was done, he laid the sword out on the anvil. Another success. He looked at Diego. " you know I see you around, and yet you never socialize, friend. The other villagers giving you a hard time like Vincent?"

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In this world, is the destiny of mankind controlled by some transcendental entity or law? Is it like the hand of God, hovering above? At least it is true, that man has no control... Even over his own will.

 

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Broken quickly descended into the serving area where an unlucky servicing mare was coming out. Broken quickly threw the knife through her the throat. She fell to the ground and broken fed off her emotions of fear and sadness. The mare died soon as with her, the emotions died too. Broken quickly shifted out of this form. Crimson stood once again gasping for breath after trying and failing to control broken. He saw the dead mare and screamed.

 

((Each emotion tastes different broken wanted something tasty))


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@@TheLineTrotter, (I apologize in advance, after I fell asleep I think I lost my train of thought. At least for what Lost means.)

 

Lost Thought stood up and walked over to Vincent after the pony had left, then she took a seat right next to him and pointed her hoof to the sky above them. "What if I told you I wanted to go to that cloud... that one way over there. What would you say?"


"This mead is five silver, but I only have four... Lets roll initiative!"

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Vincent looked at the cloud she gestured to, placing a hand on his claw. He silently cursed for forgetting to move that cloud... captain of the towns (small) weather team would have his head for that. At her question, he smirked for a moment and flexed his large wings open. "I`d say, hop on." He said with a smile, looking over at her. It seemed to him to be the simpliest and most practical solution. He had the means to get to the cloud, and was a strong enough flyer than even with the added weight he would easily be able to fly the distance. It might take slightly longer to get there, but the fact remained.''(perfectly fine, don`t worry!)

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She smiled at his answer, "True, or maybe I get a unicorn to teleport me there and that would be quicker, or maybe I could grab a giant ladder." She knew what she said last made no sense,but she wanted to emphasize her point, "There are a thousand and one different way that I can get to that cloud, each way more reasonable and ridiculous than the rest. Now the question is, which way do you think is the best?"

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He paused, he supposed she had a point on all of those... aside from the last one, as the ladder would simply fall through the cloud, and thus would be no use... and a unicorn would be able to teleport her there, but then she would simply fall through and die. Not incredibly practical. At her question at the end, he thought for a moment. "Well... maybe i`m biased, but i`d still say hitching a ride on me and having me fly you there is the most practical. Im already right here, after all, easy accesibility. And a unicorn would be able to teleport you there, but he or she would have to be exceptionally good at magic to do that and to cast a spell to keep you from falling through the cloud. A ladder wouldnt work, as it would fall through, and im nearly certain any of your other thounsands of solutions would require some sort of preperation or planning, while me flying you is something that is available immediatly.  Its the most straight-forward solution." He said simply, smiling slightly, clearly enjoying this little exchange.

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This had been one of the most fun conversations she had in a while. "True, as I said, each option may get even more ridiculous than the last. Although that makes me wonder, would you really just stay up there with me all day. If I could go up there I don't think I would be resting on the roof." She laughed at everything they had said, "I guess in the end it doesn't matter. All of the answers are wrong, it's all a matter of oppion; and unfortunately, no matter what you," she added in a slightly more annoyed voice (the italics are the sudden change in tone),  "Or anyone else is this town for that matter, says my opinion will always be build wings and stay there for as long as I want." She snickered at herself, she was an idealist. "Maybe its not so much how simple or complex the answer is, maybe I just want to see my machines solve the problem."

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My OC: Witty Thought

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Crimson quickly slid the body into a nearby closet. He then shifted into Shifted. His more serious version of himself. He left through the restraunt, and headed towards the forge. He remembered that Iron wouldnt reconise him, and quickly turned again into Crimson. He walked up "Hey iron"


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Vincent chuckled "well, I might not mind it. It`s a nice view, but sadly, I have a job so I wouldnt be able to, Ms. Thought." He said with a smirk, looking at her. He blinked as she suddenly sounded quite abit annoyed, bowing his head. Seemed she was abit of an outcast, like himself. For differant reasons, of course. He didnt think she was crazy, from what he`d seen. eccentric, yes, and certaintly interesting, but not crazy. "Build wings...?" he said, sounding slightly flabbergasted. The idea seemed... well, a little riduculous. Earth ponies and unicorns werent meant to fly! Only unless given a lift by a flying race. But... he slowly smiled as he saw that it was a legitimant want of hers. "heh... quite the idealist, eh?" He said with a chuckle. "Well, if you need a frame of referance for the wing design, if you really want to build them, be happy to lend a claw, er, wing rather." He said with a smile, thinking that having something to reference for the design of a mechanical wing could be useful. He wasnt sure the ide of building wings was realistic, but he wasnt about to shoot down somebodies goals for being odd... he knew what it felt like to be at the recieveing end of that.

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"Thanks," She smiled, "But there's no need to patronize me. I know I'm a very long way away from building, even understanding, something like flight; and I know I'm five life times away from figure out the answer to everyone's problem." Instead of sounding sad or discouraged, Lost seemed and sounded even happier, "Thank you though, for at least listening." Then she sat up, stared at Vincent and asked, "So what's your story? Clearly you're not the content villager."

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"This mead is five silver, but I only have four... Lets roll initiative!"

My OC: Witty Thought

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" oh hey there... I was just speaking with this lad here. Done at the pub? Good. I just got done with crafting this blade. Hmmm... Lets see here...." Strong iron stepped outside his doorway, and looked up at the sky. It seemed to be around 4-5 in the evening. Nightfall would be in 2-3 hours. " well I guess I have a bit of free time. I guess I can pursue my hobby..." Strong iron walked back into the forge and opened the door that led to his house. " you two are invited in if you want. We can talk while I pursue my hobby. It's a quaint living space, but it's very comfortable." He stepped inside his house. There was a fireplace along with a couch and two other chairs facing a fire place. The living room. Shields, swords, and a couple of family portraits decorated the living room. There were 3 rooms and 1 bathroom. His room, iron will's room, and a guest room. In the corner of his room, a grindstone and a black and gold heavy suit of armor sat, along with a greatsword almost as big as strong iron himself was leaned against it. Polishing the armor and keeping his old war blade sharp was his hobby. He grabbed the sword, laid part of the blade on the grindstone, and began to sharpen it.


In this world, is the destiny of mankind controlled by some transcendental entity or law? Is it like the hand of God, hovering above? At least it is true, that man has no control... Even over his own will.

 

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Vincent nodded understandingly. She didnt sound upset, but he figured part of her must have felt it, atleast a little.  At her thanks, he simply smiled "Don`t mention it." He said. At her question, he paused for a moment, thinking of the best way to explain. "I`m from the Griffon Kingdom`s originally: You know, up on the mountainy areas? I left a few years back because... well, quite simply my family didnt like me, and neither did anyone else... I`ve been doing courier work for awhile now, but I figured I needed some place to settle down, and this village seemed as good as any other..." He said with a shrug. He didn`t really have  particular reason for picking this town. "the people are friendly... enough... but I think they`re more scared of me than anything... just wish I could somehow show them I just want to help, and mean no harm..." he said with a sigh.

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Tempest sighed, as he watched the others leave. "Well, I might as well find a place to stay." He thought. The cyan pegesus knew that it would be night soon, so he decided to set up camp outside the city. "If anything comes within ten feet of me, then I'll know." The cyan pegesus then set up a tent and began to meditate.

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@, Diego followed Strong Iron to his house. He waited til he and the others were inside, before he replied to Strong Iron's question.

 

"I keep myself to myself," he replied. "The other ponies shun me for my talent at chaos magic; they believe that I am of Discord. Idiots." He rolled his eyes in disgust. "And of course, they continue to believe that, no matter what I say. So therefore, it is easiest to just avoid them."


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