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#Post#: 1867--------------------------------------------------
Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or something?
By: Potato Ponie Date: March 24, 2014, 10:02 pm
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After the short meeting with the filly who had something wrong
in the head and the mare with the snake, the potato themed
superhero managed to subdue the Manticore and get it back to
it's nest. But he managed to get lost in the everfree in the
process. But he luckily managed to find his way out of the
forest. Unfortunately he couldn't find the run down house again
so he'd have to save the speech about the robot for later.
When he did emerge from the forest he was somewhere around an
apple farm. He quickly scanned the farm but decided to just head
to the market he presumed the town had instead of checking out
the farm.
When he gets to the market it isn't awfully busy but it’s not
completely abandoned either. He spots a stall selling potatoes,
random cheeses and other assorted veggies, with the exception of
carrots of course, and trots over to it. He picks up about
two-dozen potatoes, some squash, and half-a-pound of atlantean
goat cheese. He would usually been stocked up on everything but
he’d had to travel quite far to get to Ponyville.
Just as he was getting out a couple of bits he’d gotten when
he’d sold some old equipment from his cape when he was cleaning
it out a couple days ago, a turquoise pegasus down the street
yelled ‘My bit purse! He stole my bit purse!” and was pointing
at a grey unicorn running down the street levitating a bit
purse, presumably the one that’d been stolen, with his magic.
The superhero quickly runs down the street after the unicorn
yelling to the owner of the tall he’d just been at “Sorry gotta
go! I’ll be back in a bit to pay!” while pushing through a
couple of confused ponies who weren't doing anything to help.
#Post#: 1875--------------------------------------------------
Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
ng?
By: Schwambart Date: March 25, 2014, 5:16 pm
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Today's the day. Er...the night. Um. Tonight's the night.
Whatever. To-something is the something, when he'd get to see
Ivory dance. She'd invited him all special-like. Even to
perform with her, but no, much too soon, much too short notice.
And she's far too unique for him to join her. Much too much so.
He doesn't glow like she does, and he's certainly not one for
the spotlight. Though she would be the spotlight. Of course.
Because glowing. Yes.
But would she even want him to come after the way he'd rushed
out of her house? He hoped so. He'd even penned out a long
apology to give to her when he came, and checked and rechecked
his violin. If he didn't play his music well, it wouldn't be
his instrument's fault. Not that that's a comforting thought.
And after the apology came cards. Cue cards, speech cards.
Conversation cards. If he couldn't say what was on them, he'd
simply give her the card. It had worked once before. Kind of.
Well, the filly he'd used them on had laughed in his face, but
making her laugh was a triumph in his eyes. How many years ago
was that?
All in all, it had been an exhausting morning. He'd started
early (for him) after getting to sleep late, too taken with
nerves. He should get more sleep, but he also needs to bake
cookies. And they didn't have the right ingredients, so he went
out to get them. Not returning home yet, though. Strange as it
seemed, he didn't really feel at home in his new home yet. So
instead he's just standing in an alleyway. Blowing bubbles to
calm down. Because when you have so much to do, the best thing
to do is procrastinate, right?
It didn't mean much to him, anyway. He didn't often take time
to do this, and it relaxed him. Dip the
wand...retract...blow...not so hard. Pretty easy. Left his
mind open, if he so chose. Dip...retract...blow...shiny. Not
so noticeable in the shadow of the alley, but still.
Dip...retract...bl-
"Gah!" What? What was-
A grey unicorn just ran straight into his bubbles, and got them
right in their eyes! And they're coming this way, blinded!
Capella tries to cap his mix with the wand, but doesn't get
airborne before he's bowled over by the unicorn, spilling the
strawberry-scented concoction all over the both of them, as well
as- Are those bits?
"I already had a showe-oof!- today, I don't-" Schwambart says as
they tumble a few feet, knocking his glasses from his face.
"Slow down, urgh!" He takes a hoof to the gut before the
unicorn gets off of him and runs off blindly in another
direction - straight into a wall. Or a wall-looking blob,
anyway. Enough about that one, though, where are his glasses?
He feels along the ground for them. They couldn't have gotten
far, could they?
#Post#: 1877--------------------------------------------------
Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
ng?
By: Potato Ponie Date: March 25, 2014, 9:09 pm
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The potato themed superhero ran after the unicorn thief as fast
as he could, which was quite fast. But even though though Potato
was faster, the unicorn had a pretty big lead on the superhero.
The superhero had to push several ponies out of his way. They
were all just standing there, not movin a muscle to help for
some reason or another. He really hated this. The superhero
debated shouting "Don't just stand there! There's a pony in
trouble and you need to help!" but instead just kept on running
after the thief.
The unicorn didn't actually see the superhero until he was about
half way back to his small little apartment, he just assumed
some guards or somepony that was a little braver than your
average pony was chasing him and would eventually give up. When
he did see the masked stallion chasing him he was pretty freaked
out. Having a superhero chase you when you were the robber would
freak anypony out. He quickly looked around for an escape. He
spotted an alley way to his left and ducked inside it, assuming
he could charge up a teleport spell or maybe hide in a trashcan
or something.
What he got instead was a terrible pain in his eyes caused by
bubbles. He bowls over something, he thinks it a pony but he
can't tell since he's blinded, and drops the bit purse in the
process. He then runs into a wall and is knocked out.
When the superhero enters the alley the first thing he notices
is the thief knocked out. Then he notices the bubble fluid
everywhere and a stallion with a fantastic mane searching
around for something on the ground. Seeing as how the unicorn
thief is taken care of for the moment, the superhero approaches
the stallion.
"Uhhh.... do you need a hoof there?" The superhero asks the
amazing maned stallion.
#Post#: 1886--------------------------------------------------
Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
ng?
By: Schwambart Date: March 26, 2014, 7:11 pm
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"Huh?" Schwambart looks up and squints at the large brown blob
with what looks like green...other blob sticking out. It seemed
to be talking to him. "Uh, yeah, yeah. Could you help me find
my glasses? They're black, squarish, fairly glasses-y..." He
returns his gaze to the ground where he continues feeling along
with his hooves and even stretches out his wings, crawling
around and squinting at the shaded dirt. "This would be so much
easier if I was wearing my glasses..."
Darn it, why did he have to be in the alleyway? He doesn't even
like alleys! All sorts of shady business happens in shady
alleys, where the shade is blocking the light and making his
glasses (of dark shade) hard to find in the shade. His hoof
brushes the ground, almost reaching them where they lie,
spattered with bubble mix...but he doesn't see them, and they
aren't in the path of his questing, so he bypasses them and just
crawls past, leaving them behind him. Flabgabbit, where are
they?
#Post#: 1894--------------------------------------------------
Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
ng?
By: Potato Ponie Date: March 27, 2014, 8:27 pm
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As soon as the potato themed superhero heard of the amazingly
maned stallion's plight, he says "Oh yeah sure! It shouldn't
take that long since I notice everything!" and begins searching
for the glasses-y glasses. He looks around for them and after
taking about 7 steps, his hoof hits something small on the
ground with a "CRACK" sound.
The masked stallion looks down and sees a now cracked pair of
glasses, which were indeed very glasses-y. He picks them up and
walks back to the blinded stallion. "Well I guess I didn't
notice these at the moment... HeHe." The superhero says hoofing
the cracked glasses back to the blinded stallion with amazing
hair and ending the sentence with an awkward laugh.
#Post#: 1897--------------------------------------------------
Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
ng?
By: Schwambart Date: March 28, 2014, 12:25 pm
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"Well, that's a relief. I'm usually not too bad myself, but the
thing about looking for my glasses is that it's a lot harder
when I'm not-" A. stops dead in his search when he hears the
cracking sound. No. Please say you didn't. He slowly stands
up and turns around, squinting at the taller pony and the
contents of his hoof. He takes the offered frames and their
broken contents, peering at and through them closely. Yup. You
did. "Better than not finding them, I guess. The glass is half
full." He sits and takes a cloth from his pocket and attempts
to clean some of the sticky fluid off of them. They're not
useless with just the cracks, but the bubble mix just makes them
blur everything even more than usual, which is already pretty
bad. "The glass is-"
He cuts himself off as one of the lenses comes off on the cloth,
sticking to it and coming apart at the cracks. "...The glasses
are half full..." Schwambart mutters under his breath, sticking
the whole mess into his one empty pocket. Great. Just great.
He'll have to get these fixed. Or replaced. He hopes they can
just be repaired. That would be optimal. "Thanks. Thanks a
lot. A million. A billion." Now, now, it's an easy mistake to
make. Which doesn't exactly lessen the irritation he feels.
"Just what I-"
Schwambart realizes he's clenching his jaw. And it's getting
kind of uncomfortable. He loosens it and begins pacing. Lost
his bubble mix. Covered in bubble mix. Broken glasses. His
hoof hits something and it hits the wall with a clink. Right,
that unicorn that had bumped into him. Well, he now just looks
like a blob, but he'd still bumped into him. He walks over to
the downed form and shakes it lightly. "Hey, I think you
dropped something."
#Post#: 1904--------------------------------------------------
Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
ng?
By: Potato Ponie Date: March 28, 2014, 10:03 pm
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"Well I... Ummmm... I..." The superhero mumbles in an attempt to
figure out what to do now. He'd only broken a green haired
stallion's glasses in an alleyway twice, and neither time had
went well. "Well I could probably..." The superhero begins
before noticing the now de-glasses-ed stallion shaking the
unicorn thief.
"Oh hey, you might not want to touch him." Potato warns the
stallion who isn't knocked out.
#Post#: 1905--------------------------------------------------
Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
ng?
By: Schwambart Date: March 28, 2014, 10:29 pm
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"And precisely why not?" the green stallion says, shaking the
poor unicorn anyway, biting back some sharper responses. "He
was clearly in a hurry, and probably wouldn't mind getting back
to where he was going. I'll get his bits back together for
him." Schwambart begins feeling along the ground and picking up
the scattered coinage, piling them up against the wall.
#Post#: 1906--------------------------------------------------
Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
ng?
By: Potato Ponie Date: March 28, 2014, 11:47 pm
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"Yeah but those aren't his..." The superhero begins before the
unicorn jolts awake.
The unicorn takes a brief glance at the superhero, then quickly
grabs the bits Schwam had the kind heart to conveniently pile up
for him, then he runs off yelling "!@#$ this! Cloaked didn't say
anything about god%^&* superheros!" before the superhero can
really do anything.
Potato lets out an exasperated sigh before turning angrily
towards Schwam. "Do you see what you did? You just let a thief
get away with an innocent mare's bit!" The superhero then takes
another annoyed sigh before trotting off in the direction the
thief went while saying "Well come on then, you let him get away
so you're helping me catch him again."
#Post#: 1909--------------------------------------------------
Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
ng?
By: Schwambart Date: March 29, 2014, 1:20 am
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Schwambart almost asks the unicorn how he's feeling, ignoring
what the glasses-slaughterer said about him, before he bolts off
with the bits Capella had managed to gather. Oh. So he wasn't
lying. He hangs his head in shame for a moment and starts
walking in the direction he's pretty sure is home before the
masked blob insists he goes with him. He feels another spike of
irritation at him. He'd just ignore him, but he has to unload
his feelings, so he trots after the superhero.
"Excuse me?" he says indignantly as they go, following the
green-topped brown billowy blob. "I'm tired. I'm busy. I have
some stuff to make, I got up early today, have an appointment
tonight and should probably get some sleep. I have some stuff
to bake and some music to practice." As he goes, he takes off,
hovering over the ground at the blob's side. "And now, thanks
to you, I have to find an optometrist somewhere so I can get my
glasses fixed or replaced. And what exactly do you expect me to
be able to do when I can't even see?"
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