private An Imperfect Situation: The RP

[Spacey 748]

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Spacer couldn't help but snicker "Oh i would be shocked if there wasn't, you just gotta look around, I seen hoof tracks in all different directions from the rafts, I'd say just pick one and follow it, unless there are some ponys around here that I haven't seen yet" He said taking a glance over his shoulder. Spacer has seen plenty of mares since his career in music but a thought popped in his head asking himself why doesn't have any romance in his life. It was always one night stands because he was on tour and on the move. Maybe if he met a mare he'd attempt to get to know her better. Not just the usually hey lets get it on and leave each other ordeal.

[Ampharos 1,009]

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Dawnblink snored himself awake and looked over at this Spacer pony. "Ugh... Are your eyes okay sir? There are quite a few ponies still around..." One wouldn't even begin to understand how he had heard the conversation in his sleep, but before any response could be made to him, his head slammed against the sand and he began snoring, quite quietly oddly enough, once again. 

[RAGESTAR 479]

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Scorch chuckled and nodded. "Oh, right! Hoof tracks would be a pretty obvious indicator of other ponies, huh? I didn't really think to check for that...I guess I'm still tired is all..." he barely had time to understand what the other stallion had said, before he simply fell to the ground, asleep, and snoring very loudly. Scorch raised a confused eyebrow and turned to Spacer. "Uh what was that? heh...he must be even more tired than me...anyway, I'm gonna go have a look around...you can come along, if ya want..." he said, climbing out of the boat and trotting towards the jungle part of the island.

[The Elusive Cinder 1,328]

Cinderblock.

 

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"What... Oh, you mean these?" Cinder exclaimed, looking awkwardly down at the bandoleer or bottles slung across her body. "I'm a scientist! Well, kind of... I make things!"

 

She grinned to herself - not quite sure what was happening but happy that she hadn't already managed to bore a pony into submission within mere minutes of meeting them: that would have been a new record!

 

As another pony seemed to stir from within the lifeboat, she took it upon herself to step away a little - not being entirely comfortable with the idea of being surrounded by too many strangers at once.

 

"I don't hate you! Sure you're a bit weird but ponies say that about me too! Well, they don't say it when they know I'm around but I've heard them, always judging and..." She gasped. "Oh this is great! I was worried that I'd be stuck here with loads of stuck up ponies!"

 

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Bubble Burst!

 

@@TheLineTrotter,

 

With a somewhat bemused expression that was somewhere between a frown and a sheepish smile, Bubble slowly pulled her hoof away from the stripe in question and nodded silently. The quiet couldn't last long though - it wasn't natural for her, and so the questions soon started anew.

 

"You really like flowers don't you? I like that one too... Oh! But look at those over there! Don't you want some if those too? I don't know all of these... and I know about flowers!"

[RAGESTAR 479]

Scorch noticed how the mare drew back a bit as she saw him, and heard her mention something about stuck up ponies, and felt a little insulted, believing she meant him, but didn't show it. "That's funny...a mare disliking to me just by looking at me? Huh...new record...anyway, maybe I'll find other mares deeper into the jungle..." he thought, ignoring just how crazy and stupid that just sounded, before trotting into the jungles deep foliage, and out of sight.

 

((Misunderstandings: They make for good story development! ))

[Spacey 748]

Spacer felt a sense of embarrassment to notice a bunch of ponies still around and rubbed his bloodshot eyes "Well I guess I was wrong about no pony being here" Getting a better view he tuned into the voices around and watched Scorch trot off into the jungle.

 

As he made his way past the other ponies conversing he couldn't help but tune in and moved his ears to listen as he looked at some of the crates that washed ashore and put a hoof on one and attempted to open it not budging it a millimeter.

[TheLineTrotter 100]

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 He looked at the mare's experssion, wondering if he had been perhaps too harsh on her. But she had been touching him, despite his claims of what the stripes were.He could easily have knocked her hoof away, or scolded her.She was quiet for a time, and Nassir appreciated it. Quiet was good. In the jungles of his homeland, quiet kept the beast away. Quiet was what he was accustomed too.

 

He was not, however, surprised as the mare spoke again, turning back to her. It was a fair question, at the very least. "I do not like flowers." He said plainly. He was a warrior! Warriors do not like flowers. "I am gathering herbs for a brew. Some of our fellow survivors are injured. I hope to make potions to heal them of thier injuries..." he trotted over to the bed of flowers. He examined them, spotting some... admitably nice looking yellow-green flowers. He might go so far as to say they were preety. Not outloud, though. He spotted a dark green herb nearby though, and rushed over to grab it. It looked perfect. This proved the island had the ingrediants he needed, now it was a matter of finding a few more. After a moment, he supposed he should try and continue the conversation. "... you... enjoy flowers than?" He asked. 

[Scribblegroove 565]

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Streamsung stopped as soon as fore mentioned that she should use her magic to move the crate. "I was going to, really... I couldn't resist trying my strength though. I'll lift this crate, and if you push it we can bring it to wherever the zebra is leading us..." She explained. She turned towards the injured pegasus mare before lifting the crate.

 

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"My name is Streamsung Swann... As soon as we get there maybe I could give your hooves a look... It looks like it hurts a lot." She said. Her shattered hooves really did look like they were extremely painful. "Let's just hole you won't get any infections because of that..." She added with a frown. She then turned towards Fire and the crate again and braced herself. Her horn began to emit light blue light, and the crate lifted a few inches above the ground and slowly started moving. It took her this much energy to move it so slowly. "If you'd please push now, that would be great..." She said with a slight grunt. She was not used to intense use of magic like this...

 

Fireleaf had already pushed his crate to the edge of the forest and partially through the first bits of vegetation. He did have a lot more trouble getting the crate through the trees now, and had to raise the crate sometimes, but eventually he managed to get to the clearing as he had followed fiera all the way there.

 

"This is the place you talked of, true? I am so tired a time of rest should be due... Let us open this crate and gather the others here. I believe we have spread out a little to much, where everypony is is not clear..."

 

Fireleaf sat down on the grass of the clearing and waited for a while, catching his breath. He would get the others later, and of course the other supplies.

[The Original 571]

@@Scribblegroove,

 

Fiera nodded and laid down in the grass. "I would help, but" she said and lifted up her hooves and shook them a little, which ended up hurting a lot. She regretted the shaking almost instantly. "Sorry that i'm not very useful. Once i get my hooves healed, i will be sure to work extra hard!" she said happily. It might not be a bouncy house, but Fiera was having a little bit of fun. She had never been part of a shipwreck before.

[The Elusive Cinder 1,328]

Bubble Burst.

 

@@TheLineTrotter,

 

"Oooohhhh.... I get it!" The beaming mare exclaimed with a knowing look - stepping into the flowers and picking one - slipping it into her mane. "Yeah, I hate flowers too! I like... uhm... being grumpy and... uh... stuff!"

 

To emphasise her point she gave a hugely over pronounced wink before giving a sound of delight and picking another flower to go beside the first.

 

"You don't have to be so serious all the time. You can still do good things and have fun you know?" Bubble smiled absentmindedly - mostly at her new, floral adornment. "... and you know it's okay to like flowers? They're pretty, and they smell nice!"

[TheLineTrotter 100]

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Nassir blinked at the mare as she spoke.... he got the sense that he was being mocked. Mostly the grumpy line.  The didnt think of himself as grumpy. He was not grumpy. He was... focused.Yes, focused. He watched the mare and was surprised to find that the yellowish-green color looked good in the bubblegum hair. Strange. He focused himself back at the task at hand, picking extra herbs. He knew what he was looking for now, and that they grew on the island, which should logically make the task much easier.  He continued to collect the plants until the mare spoke up yet again. He words of having fun sounded so... naive to him. "No, I cannot." He said, resumeing his work.

 

"That is not how things work where I am from. We are a small tribe... I have been trained since colthood to fight monsters to defend my home... all of us have been trained for our respective roles... the closest to fun we have are the occasional festival..." He did not mention the 'festivals' were mostly simply reminding all of the evil of the stars. "Everyday, I stand by, prepared to defend my village against all dangers. Any moment I take a break for 'fun', is a moment that a monster could invade and kill one of my people..." he said, plainly, speaking as if his words were facts. He finally grabbed the last plant he felt he needed, recalling the clearing that was mentioned before, supposeing he should meet the rest there. "And yes, it is okay to like flowers. It is not okay for me to like flowers." he said simply, once again sounding like he was stating pure facts,as though that was the only way his life could be. 

[Demonic Soulz 483]

@@Scribblegroove, 

 

"Sorry" He said as he started to push the crate. "If you need to rest just tell me and I can just push the crate normally for a while till you feel like you can pick the crate up again with your magic" He said as he pushed the crate. He heard about the mares hooves. "I kinda know how you feel, my wings are sprained or hell even broken since I can barely even open them without wincing in pain" He said

[Scribblegroove 565]

 

Streamsung realised what the Flame was saying and replied immediately. "I can heal those as well!" She said as she was lifting the crate. It was already gettin heavy, but they were close to the forest now. She felt a bit strange. It was good that she could be of use in this situation, but why was she so driven to help. She didn't have to prove herself, nor was she an exceptionally kind pony. She couldn't recall her being this driven to be of use before...

 

(Going to sleep now... Just pretend streamsung is walking along to the clearing...)

[Gloomfury 243]

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"Well from the look of it, the other seem to moving some of the crates to the woods. So we should help them out.But you can move some of the bags so you don't have to worry about the crates."She heads to a large crate. Most mares would't be able to move a heavy crate like this one. But lucky for her, Bayonet did a lot of heavy lifting in her line of work. She puts her forehooves on the crate and gets ready to push. "Eins, zwei, drei." She then started pushing the crate towards when the others were headed.

[~Sole~ 852]

(Despite the rule about not splitting into pairs it seems that almost everyone did just that I think zain is the only one not talking to anyone.)

 

As zain finished his song he felt a pang of sadness, playing music like that always made him feel strange. But that's how he liked to play music, with the emotion of the song making him feel the same way. It made the music sound better. Play a sad song and feel sad, play an exciting song and feel happy; he liked playing like that. After a moment of rest he decided to fly around over the beach. "I wonder if any of those ponies have been killed yet..." He mumbled, before taking off.

[Sunbro 4 Lyfe 939]

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Honey Jars was going to attempt at taking "weird" thing in her stride, considering the mare had also somewhat called herself weird.

"S-so, you're not upset that I asked about the bottles? You're not going to hate me forever?" That was a relief. Kind of. Honey Jars had actually stayed around long enough to hear what Cinder had to say. And even though she was called weird, Jars was just a little bit happier.

[The Elusive Cinder 1,328]

Bubble Burst!

 

@@TheLineTrotter,

 

Bubbles smile shone through her bemusement of what she considered to be the flawed reasoning of the pony. In her mind there wasn't time to be spent brooding over trivial matters: life was for having fun! Not just fun of course, but wouldn't everything else be pointless if a pony wouldn't let themselves enjoy it? That was like making toast when you were allergic to bread!

 

"You'll never properly enjoy life if you don't... oh!" She beamed as she bounded off into the undergrowth to examine a butterfly which had caught her already limited attention. It was so colorful - all kinds of shades of almost metallic blue, with a few white markings... and quite clearly it was enjoying the flowers as well.

 

"Hey there little fella!" She cooed as she tried to get closer for a better look. "Look at you!"

 

The butterfly was having none of it though, and fluttered cheerily around her and away whenever she got close - much to the mares entertainment as she completely neglected her recently dropped topic. She wanted to help the zebrapony, but... butterfly!

 

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Cinderblock.

 

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"Not at all! Uhm, just don't try to drink any of them. I don't exactly know what they all do..."

 

Once again, Cinder gave that same uncertain grin that she reserved for whenever trying to explain her somewhat unorthodox methods of trial, error and self experimentation. It didn't hurt anypony after all - ponies just didn't tend to understand. They said it was dangerous, and that she should stop...

 

Cinder blinked - had she phased out for a moment there?

 

"I don't hate you, you're cool! I bet my sister would like you too... wherever she went. Probably with some of the others somewhere."

Edited February 22, 2014 by Cinderscribe

[GreyScholar 1,584]

Mythos had gotten himself stuck out at sea, everyone having abandoned ship. He had even managed to get a raft to himself but on trying to get in he had gotten knocked overboard into the raft yet not before hitting his head on the side of the ship.

 

 

How long he had drifted none would know, yet his raft finly found its way to shore in sight of any on the beach. It would ground itself in the sand leaving it tp rest.

 

For any that would come to check they would find a grey unicorn stallion with a mane messy and yet from water that had gotten inside. He was wearing an expensive looking vest now damp and likely ruined. On his flank was the image of an open book and the head of a firebreathing dragon.

Edited February 22, 2014 by EquestrianScholar

[Sunbro 4 Lyfe 939]

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Good. Honey Jars wasn't weird. At least, not to Cinder. That means progress was being made. Kind of.

"Oh, good. I-I thought I had offended you there." Honey Jars realized she had nothing of interest to talk about, so she looked around. It was then she noticed the other raft that was stuck on the beach. Hmm, Honey Jars thought they had all arrived in one raft.

"Oh! there's another raft over there. Maybe there's ponies on it. I mean, you don't have to go! Y-you could go find your sister and I could go. Y-you know..."

[Neutrino 47]

Coughing up splinters, Bella climbed out of the base of the tree. She was covered in small, jagged flecks and grains of pale, dead wood. After breathing some clean, moist air flowing from the jungle canopy, she decided to cover the hole in leaves. Within five minutes she had completely hidden the hidey-hole. No-pone would ever find it*. She stored her fruits there, for they would begin to ferment.

 

Hue specialises in strengthening the effects of consumables and creating poisons: The violet globes would do just that.

 

"In three days" She says aloud to her invisible friend "you will become something truly infamous." Then, taking off back the way she entered the mass of forest, Bella galloped to the start of the beach.

 

*Given that the changling would want Bella to keep their secret.

 

After slowing at the edge of the opening, she begins humming 'What a wonderful world' with a joyful and innocent tone.

Edited February 22, 2014 by Neutrino

[Comet Starflash 46]

"Hey, Bella wait up! What the hell was that back there?" Comet asked as he approached the beach behind Bella.

Comet says quietly to Bella, trying not to draw attention to the matter "I thought we were gathering food for us all, not stashing it away there... What do you plan on doing with those?"

[Neutrino 47]

"Shh!" She stops humming and enforces Comet to be quiet, then realising that no pony could hear "I'm sure three pieces of fruit is enough to suffice the ennntiiirrre group." She displays high levels of sarcasm and laughs. "Please Comet, what's wrong with making a little black syrup?" she asks, smiling devilishly.

 

The main reason she had decided to return to the beach was so she could use a few unwanted rations or surplus for her den (also to see what she could pick up from the group. Getting a general gist would help her keep track). She loved secrecy and deception, that bitter flare is what she added into most of her brews. Sociopathic, nonetheless.

Edited February 22, 2014 by Neutrino

[Demonic Soulz 483]

Streamsung realised what the Flame was saying and replied immediately. "I can heal those as well!" She said as she was lifting the crate. It was already gettin heavy, but they were close to the forest now. She felt a bit strange. It was good that she could be of use in this situation, but why was she so driven to help. She didn't have to prove herself, nor was she an exceptionally kind pony. She couldn't recall her being this driven to be of use before...

 

"It shouldn't take us very long to get the crates there it only should take us about a few minutes at best" He said looking at the mare. "My name is Flame Stryke by the way whats your name"He introduced himself to the mare that's helping him with the crates. "Well if it is okay for me to ask your name that is" He said as he  continued to push the crate. Thankfully the crate was easy to push with help from the unicorn mare 

[Comet Starflash 46]

"What's wrong with making a little black syrup? The fact that we are stranded on this island with no help, there are too many ponies here that could notice, and most importantly: there wouldn't be any profit in it..." Comet chuckled a little afterward. Part of him was thinking 'what the hell are you saying!?' But most of him was... Enjoying these thoughts. It was difficult to suppress his true nature, so thoughts of mischief was relaxing him somewhat.

[TheLineTrotter 100]

Nassir heard the mare speak, seemingly ready to inform him on how it was a waste of a life not to have fun, which he rather disagreed with. He was perfectlly content with how his life was, serving the tribal leader and his fellow people, keeping them alive and safe, when she seemed to get distracted by... a butterfly. He recalled a healer of his tribe once mashing up similar butterfly wings for some remedy, but felt it was for the flu. He had no need for the wings, and somehow felt tearing the butterfly's wings off in front of the mare would upset her. He allowed her to wander off, walking away to the clearing. It took some time to find it, as nopony had given him directions, but after wanding a short distance from the shore, he spotted it.

 

He blinked, seeing a few already there. The zebra from before, whom he did not spare more than a glance at, the flame colored pegasus from before, pushing boxed which were magically lifted, whom he game a small, brief smile too, and another red Pegasus whom he did not remember meeting. As he walked into the clearing, he spotted another mare, a unicorn, helping lift the boxes with a degree of difficulty. Again, he did not recall meeting her, but had spotted her unconcious on the raft. 

 

Nassir thought for a moment, knowing he would need some things for his brews. A bowl... he hadnt spotted a bowl before in the crates... he'd have to improvise. He looked over a nearby tree, spotting coconuts atop it. He bucked the tree, causeing two to fall. He picked up a coconut in his mouth, carrying it back to the clearing. He rummed through the boxes, remembering he'd seen a... aha! An empty canteen. He pulled it out and propped it up. 

 

Useing his hooves to break the coconut, he poured the coconut juie into the canteen... with quite abit spilling. Oh well. He set half of the coconut shell down and places a few leaves of each plant in, beginning to mash them together, slowly muttering to himself as he did. 

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