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       #Post#: 3248--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Being Made of Gold Must Be Nice.
       By: Golden Gear Date: August 29, 2014, 6:24 pm
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       Golden followed Hay to the kitchen, giving looks at the
       grumbling machines they passed by. Once they reached the
       kitchen, Golden was slightly surprised to see what condition it
       was in. Even her kitchen looked more like a kitchen that this,
       which surprised her a lot. She accepted the offered carton and
       cup from Hay with her magic. When offered some cookies to go
       with them, Golden hesitated a bit, before saying "Sure... As
       long as they don't have any hot sauce in them...".
       After pouring herself a cup of milk, Golden turned to Hay and
       asked "Why are the machines here so... "Unfriendly"...? Are they
       always like this?"
       #Post#: 3249--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Being Made of Gold Must Be Nice.
       By: Haywire Date: August 29, 2014, 6:39 pm
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       "Hmm... I'll have to check the package to see if they have hot
       sauce in them..." Hay said, taking what Golden said as an actual
       concern before turning to the lower cupboards in his kitchen and
       literally crawling inside them to search for the cookies he
       believed he still had stowed away somewhere. At her question,
       Golden could hear his voice enter from inside the cupboard.
       "Oh... Uh... I wouldn't call them 'unfriendly', just, um... slow
       to warm up to new ponies? And... not so new ponies. They just
       like playing a few jokes here and there. I don't think they're
       trying to actually be unfreindly though... they just like
       pranks. I think." After a few seconds of searching, Hay returned
       from his expedition with a small package of cookies in his
       teeth, the pony tearing it open then balancing it on his back
       before trotting back to Golden to allow her to take a few for
       herself. A thought crossed his mind where Hay wondered if Star
       would want some too, so he kept the package with him as he began
       to walk towards the table with the Thought Theatre.
       "You can go ahead and bring the carton back with you if you
       wanna or still need to. I'm not really worried about any
       accidents where somepony spills around here." He paused, then
       took a moment to go back and get a second cup for Star in case
       she would want some milk with the cookies as well. "Actuawy, coo
       yuh bwig ih awyway, pweah? Tank yuh!" he asked from around the
       cup in his teeth before tossing it onto the package of cookies
       and continuing onward.
       Upon reaching the table again, Hay dropped the package onto its
       surface, along with the cup before grinning over to Star, "Hey,
       Star! I figured Golden could use some cookies with her milk so I
       dug this out, but I wanted to check and see if you'd want some
       too before I put it away."
       #Post#: 3250--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Being Made of Gold Must Be Nice.
       By: Golden Gear Date: August 29, 2014, 7:15 pm
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       Golden raised her eyebrow, not sure if Hay was joking about the
       hot sauce or not. "They seem pretty... Angry, if you ask me, but
       then again, that is my first impression of them..." Golden was
       thinking what she could ask Hay to invent for her, if the
       inventions would only prank her all the time. She would have to
       ask about that at some point. When Hay returned with some
       cookies, Golden grabbed couple of them with her magic, from the
       looks of them, they seemed to be chocolate chip cookies.
       Golden was first about to say that she would stay there and
       finish the milk and cookies in the kitchen, but was then asked
       to bring the milk to the workshop with her. She shrugged, having
       been told that possible spills are not a problem, Golden picked
       the cookies, her cup and the carton with her and followed Hay to
       the table with the TT. She set the carton down on the table, and
       sat down herself, having a small inner struggle whether or not
       she should dip the cookies in the milk.
       #Post#: 3254--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Being Made of Gold Must Be Nice.
       By: Star Catcher Date: August 30, 2014, 8:52 am
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       Star snapped out of her thoughts when Haywire came back sporting
       cookies, returning the stallion's grin with an easy smile of her
       own. "You're very thoughtful, Hay," Star said in response to
       him, earning him a gentle nuzzle to his shoulder before she
       said, "But I'll pass on the offer. I'm not all that interested
       in cookies right now." After asking that, she glanced over to
       the milk and turned it slightly so she could check the
       expiration date, knowing Hay's penchant for being a little
       absent-minded sometimes...
       #Post#: 3255--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Being Made of Gold Must Be Nice.
       By: Haywire Date: August 30, 2014, 9:40 am
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       Hay blushed lightly at the nuzzle, him sitting down and looking
       back to the cookies with a bashful smile before reaching for one
       himself and nibbling. Wondering if Star just didn't like cookies
       - something Haywire found a very difficult thing to wrap his
       mind around  or wasn't interested for another reason, Haywire
       asked her, "Something on your mind?" but was keeping his eyes on
       the cookies as the heat in his cheeks slowly subsided.
       Bubo hopped down to the table from Star's shoulder just as she
       would have most likely noticed that the carton of milk, while
       not fresh from the store, read that it was not yet expired, but
       its date also made it clear that getting rid of it sooner rather
       than later would probably be a wise decision. With how quiet the
       machines around them seemed t have gotten, Bubo decided to stop
       his watch and make his way over to the cookies himself, pecking
       at one and once again, like with all other food, not
       understanding the appeal. This drop of his guard however was
       something the machines had apparently been waiting for as a mish
       mash of shapes and doodads behind Star forming a taller tower of
       metal that had an unusual purpose at best served as the cliff
       for which a smaller little machine about the size and shape of a
       cue ball fell from, a silent little propeller installed into
       it's top allowing it to slow down its decent without making
       enough noise to be detected. It slowly descended behind Star,
       trying its best to sneak up on the mare without alerting her.
       #Post#: 3270--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Being Made of Gold Must Be Nice.
       By: Star Catcher Date: August 31, 2014, 7:06 am
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       Satisfied after seeing that the milk hadn't quite gone bad yet,
       Star left the milk alone and looked back over to Haywire at his
       question of if something was on her mind, earning a slight shrug
       in response. "There are a couple things, but they're something
       we'll have to talk about later alone when we have the
       opportunity." As she spoke, she was completely oblivious to the
       cue ball device sneaking up on her.
       #Post#: 3273--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Being Made of Gold Must Be Nice.
       By: Haywire Date: August 31, 2014, 10:29 am
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       Haywire wondered what Star wanted to talk about later, Hay
       figuring it probably had something to do with the Thought
       Theatre as he took another nibble off of his cookie just as the
       thingie floating down reached the mare. Killing its propeller
       just above the mare's shoulders, the cue ball fell about a half
       a foot down and onto the mare, not having the distance or the
       weight to harm but instead striking her shoulder similar to a
       pony suddenly dropping their hoof down on it to startle her.
       Sounding a loud shriek the moment it connected that caused Hay
       to drop his cookie with a small jump, the thingamajiggie also
       shot out small puffs of confetti and several party streamers
       from a number of compartments scattered across itself to both
       toss sudden color out for the mare to react to and also possibly
       have it get tangled in her mane for their own funsies.
       Not exactly their best prank or whatever they would call it, but
       to the machines it would serve well enough to them as a way of
       telling Star to be on her guard round these parts after having
       attempted to tell them what to do.
       #Post#: 3290--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Being Made of Gold Must Be Nice.
       By: Star Catcher Date: September 1, 2014, 8:35 am
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       Still oblivious to the device sneaking up on her, Star sat
       patiently as she waited for... anything, really. She wasn't in
       any particular rush, and was fine relaxing as the two other
       ponies ate their cookies. Some music wouldn't have been bad, but
       she wasn't going to complain either. The shop's peace was soon
       shattered however, as the moment the device struck her shoulder
       and let out the loud shriek, Star let out a shriek of her own,
       somehow even louder than the device's. As she did this, she
       jumped a foot or so in the air before collapsing on the floor
       against Hay, trembling violently as she hyperventilated there on
       the floor, hooves covering her face as if to protect her from
       something.
       #Post#: 3291--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Being Made of Gold Must Be Nice.
       By: Haywire Date: September 1, 2014, 10:50 am
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       The machines sure did seem to be getting more active, all that
       time chatting amongst themselves apparently having led to a few
       ideas Hay figured. While he'd only really been given a start at
       the device's shriek, Star's had made him wince and pin back his
       ears, Haywire looking down at the mare trembling against him he
       wore a concerned expression. Wow, she really didn't seem to
       enjoy being startled, much to the machines collective delight as
       they chuckled over the strong reaction to their quickly thrown
       together jumpscare.
       Hay frowned. She was shaking... and he could tell she was
       breathing pretty fast as she covered her face. Hay easily
       deduced that this wasn't funny as any normal pony would, him
       tossing a confused look at the machines and their laughing
       before looking back to Star with worry...
       "S-Star?" he spoke, concern in his voice as he lowered his head
       down to the mare a bit, "A-are you okay?"
       #Post#: 3294--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Being Made of Gold Must Be Nice.
       By: Golden Gear Date: September 1, 2014, 1:26 pm
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       The sudden loud noice caused Golden to accidentally and quite
       violently crush the cookie she was holding with her magic, and
       made her recoil back from the table, causing the cup of milk to
       topple over and spill on the table. Golden wore a bit shocked
       expression as she looked at the direction of the voice. Seeing
       the outcome, she remained silent, and was somewhat ready to
       react to any other "prank" she could spot happening.
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