unicorn
QuickSilver
Female.
Lives in Manehattan,
Equestria.
Born on February 5, 1997
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I keep time for a living, and I keep myself on an even tighter schedule. Punctuality isn't just a habit — it's a philosophy. When everything runs on time, everything runs.Manehattan wasn't the plan, but plans change. I left Canterlot with a suitcase, a research archive, and a few questions I'm still working on answering. Most of my days are split between the clocktower and my notes — curse theory, magical anomalies, the kind of academic rabbit holes that most ponies find boring and I find necess... View More
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//sorry to anyone I’m rping with atm, I’m very busy internal testing a certain website….It has taken all of my attention so this is me letting everyone know.
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The city feels… different when you return after too long away.
The streets still gleam, polished stone catching the morning light, but the rhythm has shifted. New faces move through familiar paths. O... View More
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The steady rhythm of gears and pendulums filled the upper chamber of the Canterlot
Clocktower, a sound Quicksilver had long since stopped noticing — like a heartbeat, always there, always reliable. S... View More
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Click, click, click, click...
A faint whir from the stairwell as the even- but, indeed, unhurried- steps cease. Replaced by a tinny voice that sounds as if emitted by a gramophone. "There was no sign of it being closed? The doo-" tick, tick, click, "-r wasn't locked, and there were no signs..."
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The automaton did not respond to the keeper's observations- they were not questions, but statements. A pattern of speech familiar. Perhaps something acquired from prolonged interaction with precise mechanisms? Too few examples for a proper hypothesis. It is comforting, though. As her hooves clink ag... View More
Something in Quicksilver's expression shifted at that — almost another gear in the Work.*
She filed it away without comment, the way she filed most things that didn't have an immediate category. There would be time to think about it later. There was always time, if you managed it correctly.*
"Redu... View More
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April 23, 2026
There's a faint smile as she listens. The clicking and clinking of the regulatory mechanism is something the former maintenance automaton grasps easily, eyes flitting to the walls and quickly correlating each tick with it's associated tock, so to speak. Her cylinder turns once more, voice whirring. ... View More
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April 24, 2026
“Huh? What do you mean?.” The uncertain voice of a very confused stallion echoed from around the corner. Stepping into the light, an orange and tan earth pony raised his head, revealing a large cardboard box gripped in his teeth.
“Does that mean no delivery?” He cocked his head to the side in frust... View More
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April 23, 2026
The clipboard was back in her aura before he finished the sentence.
Quicksilver stared at him. Then at the box. Then back at him, with the slow deliberate patience of somepony recalculating an entire morning's schedule in real time.
"Delivery." She said it the way most ponies said 'catastrophe.'
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The stallion climbed the last step and placed himself on the landing, sheltered in the small alcove above the stairwell, he peeked out further. Locking eyes with her for only a brief moment before jerking his head and attempting to read what was written on a small wispy paper receipt taped to the fr... View More
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April 23, 2026
Quicksilver did not move for a long moment.*
Her stylus was still hovering over the clipboard. Her expression had not changed. The ticking filled the silence with its usual indifference.*
She looked at the box. Then at him. Then back at the box with the specific focus of somepony trying to locate ... View More
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April 23, 2026
Apologies for intruding, I'm quite found of clock towers like this one. I tend to vist them whenever I can...
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April 24, 2026
//When ponysquare died I made this account and then I never made a single post…not till now
*Nitroxus came down from a sky elevator, and walked over to the pony. He smiled and waved to them. He then gave them a large gift.* Happy Birthday!
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“You know what I may be late, what’s stopping me.” She opens it delicately with her hooves
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April 20, 2026
*Nitroxus would cling onto a growing black and green beanstalk, as it makes it higher to the sky. He would smile brightly as he landed in front of the pony. He then passed a large gift over.* Happy Bi... View More
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