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       Dead End
       By: Meghan OConnor Date: May 15, 2016, 8:53 pm
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       "Hey Meghan stack those cans and clean up for tonight I'm going
       home." A stallion said as he threw his coat on and walked out.
       The automatic doors slid open and closed leaving the griffin
       alone by herself in the store.
       Meghan just rolled her eyes and grabbed a broom and headed
       towards the mess of cans near the front of the store and began
       to clean. She paused for a moment to straiten out the golden
       nameplate pinned on her blue vest next to the smiley face pin
       that her manager gave her to wear. Her name "Meghan" was spelled
       "Megan" but she used her claws before to scratch in the 'h' in
       order to fix it. Her manager honestly wasn't to bad, but she
       hated nights like these where she could be out having fun. Then
       again, she didn't have any friends in Ponyville. It had only
       been a few weeks since she's moved here. Luckily the store was
       usually empty at this time at night aside from ponies who are
       getting high or going to a party, as well as stallions or mares
       that are about to score. Those encounters are probably the most
       awkward experiences. These thoughts actually made her smile as
       she began to stack the mountain of cans again.
       #Post#: 101--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Dead End
       By: Ebony Coldsteel Date: May 15, 2016, 9:28 pm
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       "Damn it, do any of these recruits even go over the map?
       Strolled over three routes and found none of them yet." A sigh
       exits the Captain as he resumes his walk, sporting his casual
       leather jacket instead of his standard issue armor. Even though
       it was his usual night off, the noctral's duties are always in
       place. He had to admit though, Ponyville had always had its
       unique charm; certainly a place he wouldn't mind moving to when
       he retires. But that was a thought for another time, for now
       it's just a matter of enjoying the night. He reaches into his
       jacket, noting the unlit cigar still inside his pocket as the
       light of the convenience store catches his eye. Shrugging, he
       makes his way over, stepping through the automated doors and
       giving a polite nod to the only worker there. Seconds later,his
       ear twitches as he hears another patron enter the store and
       immediately trot through another isle, too preoccupied to notice
       him. Browsing the store's wares, he becomes slightly frustrated
       at the fact that he can't quite find what he's looking for. The
       search does distract him from the other patron, a regular cream
       colored stallion with a grey hoodie and a stare that can't
       really stay in one place.
       #Post#: 102--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Dead End
       By: Meghan OConnor Date: May 15, 2016, 9:33 pm
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       Meghan whipped her forehead and let out a sigh.
       "Finally done." She muttered as she looked around at the two new
       customers. To be completely honest, Meghan did not want to help
       the customer who clearly looked like he was having trouble
       finding what he wanted. However, since she was slightly high and
       feeling friendly and bored, the griffon walked over and put on a
       smile. "Hello sir can I help you with something?"
       #Post#: 104--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Dead End
       By: ChocPretzelYT Date: May 16, 2016, 5:57 am
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       Ocean stumbled down the street, trying to keep his footing as he
       headed towards the his destination. He had only just recently
       arrived back in Ponyville from a swimming competition in
       Canterlot that morning, and he was already trying to relax with
       a nice old party. Unfortunately the host had decided to 'lose'
       their bottle opener, and had sent Ocean to the store to pick one
       up. As he entered, he saw a gryphon helping out a batpony, and a
       cream coloured stallion that seemed very out of place in their
       hoodie. as he entered, his hoof caught onto itself and decided
       to go for a ride, ending up flinging Ocean face first into the
       floor. Ocean looked up, considerably dizzy, before getting up
       and wandering over to the gryphon to ask, once she was done with
       the batpony, wether the store had any bottle openers in stock.
       #Post#: 106--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Dead End
       By: Ebony Coldsteel Date: May 16, 2016, 6:10 pm
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       "Hmm? Oh hey there." Ebony says as he's greeted by the clerk.
       "I'm just looking for a lighter. Lost my last one on the way
       here." His ears seem to be on a swivel as he listens in on the
       other arrival as well as the other patron in the next isle.
       #Post#: 107--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Dead End
       By: Meghan OConnor Date: May 16, 2016, 6:31 pm
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       Meghan turned around a bit frightened at the sudden noise before
       nodding at the new customer and looking at Ebony.
       "Lighters? They are by the counter let me take you there." She
       walked over behind the counter and took a few out from a shelf
       behind her. "Any color preference?"
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       Re: Dead End
       By: Ebony Coldsteel Date: May 17, 2016, 12:52 pm
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       Ebony follows Meghan over to the counter and looks over the
       available lighters. "I'll take the navy blue one, thank you." He
       looks over his shoulder to the chilled beverages. "I'm just
       gonna grab a drink, then I'll be set to go. Excuse me." The
       noctral trots over to the drink section, allowing the clerk to
       assist any other customers in the store. His one ear still
       focuses on the second patron a couple of isles away.
       #Post#: 120--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Dead End
       By: Meghan OConnor Date: May 17, 2016, 4:57 pm
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       "Gotcha. Let me know when you are ready." Meghan walked over to
       the new comer that just stumbled in. "You made quite an
       entrance. Are you alright? Can I help you with anything?"
       #Post#: 122--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Dead End
       By: ChocPretzelYT Date: May 18, 2016, 12:16 am
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       Ocean watched as the gryphon moved behind the counter. He slowly
       moved towards the counter, before stopping to blink. However, in
       his current state of inebriation, only his left eyelid went
       down, followed by his right two seconds later. Slurring, he
       said, "I'm good thanks. I'm just looking for a..." Stopping for
       a moment to think, he blinked again, before remembering and
       starting again. "I'm looking for a bottle opener. Preferably
       something with a cute picture on it."
       #Post#: 125--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Dead End
       By: Ebony Coldsteel Date: May 18, 2016, 4:20 pm
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       Ebony strolls over to the drinks and looks over the selection.
       After some time he selects a chilled coffee beverage, keeping
       watch in his reflection. He then decides to trot around, picking
       up some gum as well before returning to the counter. The noctral
       ends up third in line, the stallion in the grey hoodie standing
       before him. Not in a rush, he examines the pony in front of him;
       his eyes sharpen as well as his hearing as the guard goes to
       work while of the clock.
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