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Zia rushes over, hovering near the ponies. "Crikey! We need to put this fire out pronto!"
This is an alternate Equestria where the main 6 never existed and ponies are under the rule of Nightmare Moon, I think this’ll be fun sign up below:
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Role: (Rebel, Servant, Equestrian, etc)
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When you get to the barn, you see someone coming out of the flames, a brown pony with a hourglass cutie mark, he's carrying a pony on his back, on looking you realize that it's Derpy
"Hello everyone, i'm the Doctor and that is my friend Derpy"
It was a normal day, everypony was doing their daily things, but suddenly Applejack barn began to catch fire, everypony go to try to help,
That is how the journey began
Okay so I don’t know if requesting a specific ship or character is a thing thats done here??
Since I’m pretty new to Canterlot Avenue in general, but I have some serious feelings about Sunset and really just want to explore her in a romantic relationship it doesnt matter if its in the EQG universe or Equestria itself or somewhere else entirely and while I would love it forever if someone wanted to play the Twilight to my Sunset I would be happy to ship Sunset with pretty much any girl cause girls are awesome and Sunset thinks so too.
So yeah feel free to respond if this interests you at all.
At this point, Star had plenty to be worried about. After all, she was in the middle of a city under attack, with no idea how she got here or why she had been summoned, surrounded by beings that she'd lived her entire life not knowing existed; all she had to go off of was the legends she had heard about the unicorns and earth ponies back when they had been raised for war.
"Celestia?" she questioned, glancing back at the unicorn. Was she some sort of higher being? A goddess? She couldn't be sure, but given the robes and charitable actions of the unicorn and the similarly dressed ponies, she could only assume that these mares seemed to treat her as some sort of deity. "I'm sorry, I'm just... lost... in a manner of speaking. Could you tell me who Celestia is?" she questioned.
Was she crazy? Quite possibly. But she knew what needed to be done. As she took the spear in hoof, donning the inner layer of the guard's chest piece but leaving the metal plate mail behind, she glanced up at the sky above, wondering if Commander Hurricane had ever felt this way. She twirled the spear in her hooves, the mare taking a moment to get a feel for its weight, before crouching down, massive wings unfurling as she took to the skies in a powerful jump, and a heavy flap of her wings that brought her up to the combat airspace.
Down below, the guards looked to be holding out reasonably well. Star could see that one pony was doing a particularly fine job driving the monsters away. But if the pegasi could not control the air in this fight, the monsters would be able to strike the city from anywhere, and its defense would be an impossible task. She watched the aerial combat, her eyes narrowing as she looked in, unable to recognize the ponies' combat style. With the smaller bodies, Star would have hoped the pegasi could fight quicker, move about more spryly, dart in and out of danger. As it was, she could see that the armor's weight was holding the battalion down against the larger and faster crows. They couldn't get the speed needed to build momentum, and anypony that tried to retreat was too slow to get very far.
The mare glanced upward, her wings taking her further and further up, beyond the clouds. Against a larger opponent such as these, what the pegasi needed was momentum. As she made her way up to the clouds, she climbed upon one, glancing down at the fighting below. Her eyes narrowed, the mare focusing her aim as she jumped from the clouds with a powerful flap, hovering in the air for just a moment before quickly dropping into a dive, her wings folding in to minimize drag as she held her spear at the ready, the mare aiming to strike at the heart of the nearest crow.
Star pursed her lips, but held her tongue. She'd heard that, long ago, the hostilities between the pony tribes had ended. Her ancestors had told her that it was the last time anyone had ever visited the island. But that had only been a few generations back, nowhere near the "centuries" that this hooded mare was claiming. "I understand." she replied, her ears pinning back as she dipped her muzzle into the bowl. The soup was warm, comforting. She'd have to get the recipe, even if there was a strong chance she'd never be able to remake it when she got home. she got home.
"The way you speak of her, though, you make it sound like she's lived that long. That's not possible, is it? From my understanding, living more than a hundred years was quite the accomplishment." she spoke, frowning. Was "Princess Celestia" a title that the mare in charge inherited? Glancing about a bit more, she could see that the building they had been escorted to was a grand structure. The glass windows depicted a white mare with a mane with all the colors of the sunrise, with a long horn and grand wings that looked to stretch out bigger than even her own, with the rising sun etched in the stained glass behind her. Truly, the mare had to admit, the mare depicted here was stunningly beautiful.
