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       #Post#: 1914--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
       ng?
       By: Potato Ponie Date: March 29, 2014, 2:31 pm
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       Potato just rolls his eyes at the unglassesed stallion's
       complaints. "Yes because YOU are obviously the only pony in the
       world with problems. YOU are OBVIOUSLY more important than the
       mare who lost all her bits. YOU are in a rotting pit of sorrow
       because your glasses broke, because there isn't starving foals
       stuck in war torn countries or anything. You know what, just go
       then, I'm sure the mare will be fine without her bits. Not like
       she'll go hungry or anything." The potato themed superhero
       superhero says with a large amount of sarcasm in his voice while
       he trots onward towards where the thief ran off towards.
       #Post#: 1918--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
       ng?
       By: Schwambart Date: March 29, 2014, 3:08 pm
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       "Thhblbhblbhbyththtth."  Schwambart bites back another snappy,
       unkind response.  The long blur is right, of course.  It's not
       like it's the end of the world just because he can't see.  But
       that still presents a problem.
       He lands and resumes his following of the conflabbed blob who
       solicited his help.  "Alright, alright.  Fine.  I'll do it.  Not
       for you, mind you, but for her.  One question, though."  He
       waves a hoof in front of his own face.  "What exactly am I
       supposed to be able to do?  I can's see worth beans without my
       glasses.  I'm guessing you're a tall pony, but you could be a
       sentient, mold-topped potato for all I could tell.  What help
       could I *possibly* be?"
       #Post#: 1920--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
       ng?
       By: Potato Ponie Date: March 29, 2014, 3:10 pm
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       "I have no idea, but something convenient always pops up that I
       need another pony for." The superhero says still trotting
       onwards. The thief couldn't have gone far.
       "Alright if you see...If you uhhh... If you think smell or hear
       the thief just tell me and I'll take care of it." Potato says,
       realizing his poor choice of words.
       #Post#: 1921--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
       ng?
       By: Schwambart Date: March 29, 2014, 3:24 pm
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       Schwambart rolls his eyes with a huff.  "Right.  Just smell out
       the thief, shall I?  I'll get to work on that.  Right away."  He
       sticks his nose into the air and takes a deep breath.  'Help
       even though what we're doing is finding someone and you can't
       see!'  Right.  I'm going to be able to help soooo mu-
       Strawberries.  He closes his eyes and sniffs around.  Yeah,
       strawberries.  Very strongly.  That's right...he sniffs his
       jacket.  Yeah, that bubble mix he'd been using was
       strawberry-scented.  Stronger than real strawberries.  He
       directs his nose around, seeking the scent again.  Strongest
       from...that direction.  "This way," he says, tapping his
       blobbish companion on the shoulder and turning to follow the
       aroma.
       #Post#: 1923--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
       ng?
       By: Potato Ponie Date: March 29, 2014, 4:09 pm
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       "Ok then." The superhero says before following the stallion and
       his nose.
       AS they trot along the superhero gives the green haired stallion
       a congratulatory nudge and says "See... Or I mean... Well yeah,
       anyways you can help, just gotta think a bit." then he points to
       his own head.
       "I don't I caught your name though." Th superhero adds, tired of
       calling the stallion "The Stallion" in his head.
       #Post#: 1924--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
       ng?
       By: Schwambart Date: March 29, 2014, 5:06 pm
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       "Didn't give it," Schwambart says as he keeps sniffing, opening
       his eyes to ensure he doesn't bump into anypony or anything.
       Gosh, why does everything look like pudding now?  He's getting
       hungry.
       "It's A.  A. Capella Schwambart."  He follows the smell back
       into the thick of the market, where other scents like oatmeal,
       carpet cleaner, and even real strawberries.  "Call me A.,
       Capella, Schwambart, Schwam, Schwapella, Cambart, etc."  He
       curves around an apple stand and up to a cloth vendor with a
       pile of swatches on a tarp next to their cart.  Sticking out
       from under the pile is a pair of grey hooves, but the
       effectively blind pony can't see them.
       He gets up next to the pile and sniffs at it.  "Or it's just a
       pile of clothes," he says in defeat.  "Haglackin'...glasses..."
       He turns around and begins sniffing the air.  He's becoming a
       bit lightheaded from all of it...
       #Post#: 1929--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
       ng?
       By: Potato Ponie Date: March 30, 2014, 12:48 am
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       "Well I'm Potato Ponie, "Pony" being spelled with an I-E instead
       of a Y. I'm a potato themed superhero in case you couldn't
       tell." The masked stallion says in the tradition of name giving.
       "Well I don't see... I don't know where he is." The potato
       themed superhero says after Schwam looks at the pile of cloth,
       correcting himself on the terrible choice of words. "Let me just
       stop and think a moment. " Potato says before sitting down on
       the pile of cloth, thinking it would be more comfortable than
       the ground.
       When the superhero sits down a loud yelp comes out from under
       him. Then the thief comes running out from under the cloth.
       Potato is momentarily thrown on the ground, but he quickly
       recovers and runs after the thief for about the third time
       today, yelling at Schwam "Come on, he's headed this way!"
       #Post#: 1930--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
       ng?
       By: Schwambart Date: March 30, 2014, 1:04 am
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       Schwambart steps back with an exclamation of "Excabbages!" when
       the thief burst out from underneath the potato themed blob.  He
       backs away at first, it not exactly being his first reaction to
       chase after trouble but to avoid it.  When Potato Ponie (Really?
       Why spell it like that?) shouts at him to keep up the pursuit,
       though, he hops up into the air and beats his wings in a sprint
       after the grey blob.  As long as he kept it straight from the
       other blobs, he should be able to stay watching and following.
       "Oh no you don't!  You're not going to ruin my fall!" he puns as
       he takes a diving tackle at the retreating unicorn.
       #Post#: 1935--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
       ng?
       By: Potato Ponie Date: March 30, 2014, 5:55 pm
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       The potato themed superhero finds himself surprised at the wings
       Schwam had. The superhero hadn't even noticed them, he just
       thought he was an earth pony. He probably could have used them
       earlier but oh well.
       As the superhero keeps on running after the unicorn he facehoofs
       at the terrible pun. Like it was bad. Like REALLY bad. Like the
       WORST. Ever.
       When the unicorn gets tackled he's pinned on the ground by
       Schwam. The unicorn was weaker than Schwam, but he kicked the
       pegasus in the stomach knocking him off the unicorn. Once the
       pegasus is off the unicorn the unicorn starts running away
       again.
       Potato runs over to Schwam and asks with concern in his voice
       "Hey Schwam, you alright?" since he'd just been kicked in the
       stomach.
       #Post#: 1945--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Wasn't there suppose to be potatoes among thieves or somethi
       ng?
       By: Schwambart Date: March 31, 2014, 3:18 pm
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       Schwambart gasps and holds his stomach after being kicked off by
       the thief.  The stomach, why the stomach?  Well, because it
       worked, clearly.  Sure, he'd taken a hoof to the gut when he'd
       met the thief earlier, but that had been more blind flailing and
       trying to get up more than an aimed attack.  "Fine, fine," he
       pants out when the superblob asks him.  "Just let me...catch my
       breath..."
       He stands and leans against a handy nearby wall, taking in as
       much breath as he can to try to re-expand his lungs.  Not
       precisely how it works, he knows, but it seems to help.  A
       little bit.  He straightens a little bit, squinting in the
       direction he thinks the unicorn might have gone.
       "Probably...deserved it with that pun..."  At least he isn't as
       soft as he was a couple of years ago.  He probably would have
       ended up vomiting taking a blow like that with how he'd been
       back then.  As it stands, his already non-stellar vision is
       swimming a little bit.  "I'm no...superhero...by the way,
       why...potatoes?"
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