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Amity Guard
Male.
Lives in Ponyville, White Tail Woods,
Equestria.
Born on January 21, 1994
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Amity comes home covered in a few twigs and specks of mud. He had heavy bags under his eyes as he flipped on the light switch, setting down the bags against his sides by the door before closing it. Tr... View More
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*Nitroxus rode on a magical carpet and flew to them. He soon smiled to them. He then passed a large gift over to them.* Happy Birthday!
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It had been some time since Amity was able to leave the hustle and bustle of the city, a pair of saddlebags adorning his sides as he made his way along the worn dirt path towards the wilderness.
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"Oh, sorry. Was a bit distracted." Amity said politely as he stepped aside and proceeded forward.
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December 9, 2023
Been suffering from ailments over the last few days, sorry to my RPs for not responding
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Amity looks over at you. He takes a glance from side to side before reaching into his coat, pulling out two packets and trying to subtlety pass it over to you.
"Here...My cocoa blend and some marshma... View More
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Not-Vanil played it cool and casually took the items off of Amity and placed it neatly into his Prada stallion-purse. He(?) then fixed his crooked groucho marx glasses, and twiddled the moustache while he struggled to speak with a somewhat forced gravelly voice. As if a foal imitating an adult, Not-... View More
Amity kept a vigilant lookout on his surroundings. "The usual stuff. Needs the seeds for the hops. I'll key you into the first batch of ale when it finishes fermenting." He holds his hoof out to receive the goods.
Thank you but you seem to be forgetting the cinnamon…the whip cream…maybe a little wine
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November 6, 2023
Sitting on a park bench in the night and illuminated by the solitary lamp post, Amity adjusts his scarf before letting out a breath, the moisture leaving his lips condensing into a cold, heavy cloud. ... View More
In the backyard of his cabin home, Amity lays quietly in his hammock, looking up at the stars.
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Amity's house is that legendary house that only gives treats and candy every other year, but it's always the king size candy bars.
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Thus begun the forming of the King's Rectangle, aptly named for the full-sized bars of sugary gold this borderline cult pursues. Spearheaded by an eight-year old, the Rectangle protects this abode; a holy site rumored to have started as but a drop of honey that fell from Heaven itself. Cardboard swo... View More
Amity looked over at you, smiled, and gave you a thumbs up.
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Amity appreciates you.
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