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by Giovenith » Mon Sep 16, 2019 10:23 pm
by Zarkenis Ultima » Mon Sep 16, 2019 10:57 pm
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by Northwest Slobovia » Tue Sep 17, 2019 6:17 pm
Giovenith wrote:Willow made sure to nudge everyone close to the middle of the elevated road as they walked forward, not wanting anyone to fall off and go plummeting into one of the lower levels or straight to the ground.
Giovenith wrote:Pouring out from over crevices in the lower levels were what appeared to be (to Giovenith's utter delight) glowing, liquefied rainbows.
[/quote]Giovenith wrote:"Giovenith?" he asked. "Maybe you could..."
"Already on it!" […] The godling had produced three raincoats from her pockets, one for her and two for the Belas, along with three hard hats.
by Giovenith » Wed Sep 18, 2019 4:09 pm
by Giovenith » Wed Sep 18, 2019 5:49 pm
by Zarkenis Ultima » Fri Sep 20, 2019 4:42 pm
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by Northwest Slobovia » Mon Sep 23, 2019 7:12 pm
Giovenith wrote:"I can ask my mom to make you one," Giovenith told Amanda absently,
Giovenith wrote:"I guess it'll be fine if you make sure to do it in the right places, Sandy," said Willow.
Giovenith wrote:The mare went back up to the front and grabbed the attention of the small, coated crowd with a throat clear. "Alright everypony, we're about to begin. Please remember to stay with the group, keep your hooves to yourself unless given permission, don't run, raise a wing if you have a question, photos are encouraged..."
Giovenith wrote:"You're talking about Cynisca, right?" he asked with a strained wistfullness, folding his ears with a forced smile. [...]Willow blinked, a bit uncertain. "The old cloud city, in the Old Country."
The guide smiled politely, albeit with a bit of confusion. "Oh, well, we don't actually know what its name really was," she said, tapping the cloudy drawing. "Or much at all about the Old Country before the emigration.”
Giovenith wrote:The guide guided the group forward, detailing more about the steps in weather advancement. Willow held back, sadly staring at the little winged figure at the bottom of the valley in the painting. Giovenith went to him.
"Willow..." she said, pulling back his attention. She gave him a sad, knowing look, before embracing him in a hug. Then she lead him onward.
by Monfrox » Thu Sep 26, 2019 11:18 pm
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Giovenith » Sun Sep 29, 2019 10:23 pm
by Giovenith » Thu Oct 03, 2019 10:48 pm
by Zarkenis Ultima » Mon Oct 14, 2019 11:45 pm
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by Monfrox » Tue Oct 15, 2019 1:42 am
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Northwest Slobovia » Thu Oct 17, 2019 6:46 pm
Giovenith wrote:[The guide] turned to face the crowd, addressing the children in particular. "Every year, a city or town is specially chosen to provide water from its reservoirs and springs to be used for all the weather made here. All of the pegasi of the spot are called upon and encouraged..."
Willow nudged Sandy and made a cynical air-quotes gesture at "encouraged" with his wingtips. Giovenith gave him a light shove as a reminder to behave.
Giovenith wrote:"Please, look around!" […] Most of the adults were eager to get a better look at the weather process, relevant to many of them as it was.
Giovenith wrote:Many of the foals [...] flocked to the ape people, a few staying on the floor and a few others nimbly buzzing around in the air like tiny cherubim from some old cartoon. "What are you?" one asked.
Giovenith wrote:"Can I pet your kitty?" asked another, reaching for Nick.
by Giovenith » Thu Oct 17, 2019 6:53 pm
by Giovenith » Fri Oct 18, 2019 4:22 pm
Monfrox wrote:"I...I haven't held a rifle...s-since training..."
It was true, for the most part. She was more a cop than a soldier at her point in life. Her go-to gun was a easily concealable pistol, and her uniform was more a loose dress code of professional looking garments. Only her dress uniform was official, and she wasn't in that at the moment. But then again, it was a BB gun in a carnival game. She pumped the foreend and steadied herself. These were much lighter than the HS Produkt VHS-2s she had handled, or the FB Beryls. She looked at at the two (Ms. Prism was still making her a little on edge) and asked,
"So...wh-what do I do?"
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:Giovenith wrote:---
Meritari chuckled at Lyra and Bon Bon's antics, but soon enough her attention was brought to the door, as another pony knocked - was it really a knock if they were using hooves and not knuckles? - and then let herself into the house, much to Lyra's delight and Bon Bon's chagrin. The Kemetian smiled at the opposite reactions and looked over the newcomer, a pony with a striking rosy mane. Feeling some measure of embarrassment in the face of Lyra and Roseluck's compliments to her and Rmwtyliin, and another dose of self-consciousness upon learning that Roseluck had brought plenty of friends along, the Kemetian nonetheless made her way to the rosy-maned pony.
"Hello there. My name is Meritari, I come from a place called Kemet." She stated, smiling at Roseluck as she introduced herself and then gesturing towards Rmw. "This is Rmwtyliin, she's from a different land, but we've been neighbors for a while." she explained. "You're Roseluck, yes? How about your friends?"
by Zarkenis Ultima » Wed Oct 23, 2019 3:15 pm
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by Giovenith » Fri Oct 25, 2019 1:26 pm
by Northwest Slobovia » Sat Oct 26, 2019 9:34 pm
Giovenith wrote:As they exited the room and walked down the tour hall towards another set of tours, the guide looked up at Sandy. "I'll, uh, need you turn back for this one," she said. "This room is a bit more sensitive. Can't have a tight space or too much gust."
Giovenith wrote:"This is where they make the snowflakes," the guide explained. "Or rather, the snowflake molds. […] Every year, our graphic designers create a unique collection of vectors unlike that of any of the previous years'. Each individual mold is unique, and the Weather Factory does its best to insure that each year has a completely new collection to snow down on Equestria — exceptions, of course, for unforeseen shortages, or anniversary specials.["]
Giovenith wrote:Everyone was allowed, with guidance from the guide, to take turns going up to various tables to see the molds being produced. Set on the world table, they [...] were slowly being carved out from an apparently delicate substance with a series of bracketed needles and picks controlled by the workers moving the bases of the brackets with their hooves.
Giovenith wrote:Within the courtyard, waterfalls of the glowing spectrums of liquid light cascaded from a place high above the group's heads, pouring into elevated pools above, which in turn poured again into lower pools, until the substance came to rest in the main pools on the floor, which rested within circular, elevated platforms and were as large as a family swimming pool. Everywhere, workers carried large, spoon-like sticks, with which they flew from pool to pool to slowly churn and mix the liquid light and keep the waterfalls flowing steady. [...]They weren't allowed to taste the rainbows, but under supervision of the workers, they could touch it — reach a hoof or handful in and watch the shifting, glowing colors pool out of your grip.
by Fvaarniimar » Tue Oct 29, 2019 2:11 am
by Giovenith » Thu Oct 31, 2019 11:07 pm
Northwest Slobovia wrote:Amanda raised a hand. "So it doesn't snow unless you all make it snow? Do you move natural weather around the weather you're making for the area?"
It was easy for Sandy to convince Amanda that they should start by playing with some of the rainbow syrup, and got in line with the pegasoi. Sandy used the wait to recast the Fifth Metamorphosis. When they reached the front of the line, the pegasoi would get to watch the curious spectacle of Amanda lifting up a doubled-handful of rainbow for Sandy to drop his head and listen to with one ear just inches away from her hands.
After the syrup drained through her fingers, Sandy lifted his widely-smiling head, nodded to her, and then then backed away from the pool to get some room to spread his wings. He took off, searching for the source of the rainbows. Do they condense them directly from ousia? If not, what are they? Captured sunlight, in keeping with the Principle of Sympathy? Something like the Dawn?
Amanda watched him soar overhead, then went to look at the nearest workers stirring the light pools.
by Monfrox » Fri Nov 01, 2019 2:05 am
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Northwest Slobovia » Sun Nov 03, 2019 7:23 pm
Giovenith wrote:The rainbow waterfalls went up, up, ultimately originating from a thick wall that was set between two of the pillars. It poured out from a small opening, seemingly from an upward direction, but that was as close as he could get before one of the workers flew in to intervene.
"You can't go to that part," the worker said, apologetically. "Too sensitive to involve laymares, plus trade secrets."
Willow arrived, putting himself between [Sandy] and the worker. "Sorry, Curious George," he said, gesturing for the jumbo-pegasus to come along back with him. "Even you can't unweave all the mysteries in one day."
Giovenith wrote:Meanwhile, one of the workers stirring the rainbows greeted Amanda with a cheerful nod as she came by. Out of their pocket, they pulled a tiny jar, no bigger than her thumb, and offered it to her.
"Would you like to take a souvenir?" the worker asked.
by Giovenith » Mon Nov 04, 2019 12:15 pm
Monfrox wrote:Well, that was mildly scary. Still, Samantha understood the game now and looked at the cans herself. Well...how hard could it be? Then she started to think about strategy. Shooting the top can was a no-go entirely. Little chance it would fall onto the rest. Shooting the lower cans could prove just as ineffective if the can was just pushed straight back. That meant the real targets were the middle cans. Well, how to do it? Aiming for the top or bottom of the can should cause the can to rock and disturb the balance of the rest of the pyramid, which was a good enough tactic as it got for a carnival game. Was she overthinking it? Probably, but she was taking it seriously.
Samantha aimed the BB gun right at the middle can and shot it near the top.
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:Giovenith wrote:---
Meritari could only smile at Roseluck and then watch as a small army of ponies trotted into the building and eagerly began mingling with one another - as they no doubt had been well before their arrival - while an unfamiliar tune played, strange and new but not unpleasant. The suddenly crowded environment made her feel slightly self-conscious, despite the ponies having displayed nothing but warmth and cordiality so far. Still, it was nothing quite as extreme as when she had first arrived to what became her new home, which meant she didn't find it difficult to adapt. She smiled politely at the ponies that approached her and treated them as cordially as they had treated her and Rmw.
Spying the delicious-smelling cherry strudels still sitting idle on a nearby table, the Kemetian decided she might as well go for one - the craving grew stronger, and she could always give Bon Bon her opinion on them later. But just as she was about to grab it from the plate, an unseen force suddenly lifted her off the ground. A small, near inaudible yelp escaped her, less so out of shock over her apparent levitation and more due to her realizing that the treat would elude her once more.
Quickly recovering her composure in order to avoid embarrassing herself in front of all the ponies, Meri smiled at the wave of applause and then fell silent for a moment while considering her options. There was so much to tell about old Kemet, of course! But where to begin?
"My country is located on the banks of a great river that flows through an even greater desert. We know it as Kemet, and it was born when a great king united the land of reeds to the south and the land of papyrus to the north. It's a very prosperous kingdom thanks to the river that flows through it and all the resources it brings." She stated. It wasn't the best summary, but it was the best she could come up with on short notice - it didn't help that she had never really ventured far from her home city of Tjenu until her impromptu journey to another world.
"I heard today's celebration is to honor the sun, yes? We had something very similar where I'm from. Once a year all the people went out to celebrate the sun god, Re. It was a day full of merriment." She said, fondly reminiscing of the many times she had witnessed the deity's receiving in her home. "If it's alright, I'd love to hear more about you as well. A friend told me that you enjoy sharing stories on this day."
by Giovenith » Fri Nov 08, 2019 10:45 pm
by Solisian Union » Fri Nov 08, 2019 10:59 pm
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