*Suxortin had poisoned your water supply! Burned your crops! And delivered a plague unto your houses!*
*And he did it in the first 10 minutes of seeing you smile.* Fall and Suffer!
#rp
*Suxortin would be smoking a lot of cigars and cigarettes. He would do this, not because he enjoyed it. He did it to make the entire area smell back. His body would natural repel the harsh toxins off ... View More*Suxortin would be smoking a lot of cigars and cigarettes. He would do this, not because he enjoyed it. He did it to make the entire area smell back. His body would natural repel the harsh toxins off of him and place them on others. He was doing this for the love of the game.* What? I enjoy secondhoof smoking.
//I don't agree with the actions above. He is that evil. Not me. #rp
Roger steals secretly your stuff just to sell it to you again.
#rp
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 MoreThe 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. Old storefronts have changed hands. Even the air carries a different weight, like something subtle has moved.
And yet, flowers still sway and look up to the light, in the dark.
Near the edge of the city, where the marble thins into quieter paths and fewer guards patrol, a lone figure stands by a fountain that hasn’t changed in years. The water still spills in the same slow pattern, the same soft echo against carved stone. He stands there like he belongs to it, like he’s always been there, even when he hasn’t.
His horn curves clean and dark blue, smooth from base to tip, catching the light in a way that feels natural at first glance. Too natural..? His coat holds that same familiar pattern, darker legs with faint striping, a long tail with a thin tuft swaying behind him. Lurue, his life staff, rests at his side, hovering just off the ground, its pale surface quiet and still. To anyone passing by, he’s just another unicorn.
But then—his head snaps up, ears turning back.
His head shoots behind him, eyes widening fast as they lock onto you. For a split second, he just stares, like his mind hasn’t caught up to what he’s seeing. Then it hits him all at once. His whole posture lifts, energy rushing through him as his tail flicks like a dog behind him and he suddenly grabs his staff before he lets it go again.
"Wait.. no way.."
He steps forward without thinking, then another, stopping himself just short as if unsure whether to close the distance or just take you in. A grin breaks across his face, wide and real, something white joyful pushing through before anything else can stop it. His shoulders rise with a quick breath, almost like a laugh caught halfway.
"IS THAT ACTUALLY YOU?!"
He looks you over as he skids to a gallop, like he’s trying to match memory to reality and finding it hard to believe they line up. His head tilts, eyes bright, that same old spark from years back flickering strong despite everything else that’s changed.
"I-- my god, it’s been what, six years? Since the academy?? You just- vanished after finals, I thought you’d ended up halfway across Equestria or something!!"
His stance shifts wildly, weight rocking forward, excitement bleeding through every movement as his tail sways behind him in quick arcs. The fountain continues its quiet rhythm beside you both, unchanged, while he stands there looking like he just found a piece of his past he never expected to see again. #rp
*Suxortin would use a file, to cut into the foundations of your home. This would cause your home to slant.* There, call it done or art. I ruined this day.
#rp
*Suxortin would walk away from the water tower. He was whistling too. He was happy, since he just placed a microorganism into the water supply. It wouldn't kill anypony. It however will cause everypon... View More*Suxortin would walk away from the water tower. He was whistling too. He was happy, since he just placed a microorganism into the water supply. It wouldn't kill anypony. It however will cause everypony that drunk the water to become very sick with both dizziness and upset stomachs. This was also going to happen on the weekend in which most ponies would go for the run with the flower blooming.* #rp
*Suxortin would place many cakes around ponies' kitchens. All made to their favorite flavors too. He even laughed as he left the scene with another 40 cakes. That's like 4 tens. Or possibly, 10 fours.... View More*Suxortin would place many cakes around ponies' kitchens. All made to their favorite flavors too. He even laughed as he left the scene with another 40 cakes. That's like 4 tens. Or possibly, 10 fours. That's a lot of cake. Which was terrible.*
*At least you got a free cake.*
*Suxortin ran far away.* Now, when they eat those cakes, they will have time based biological bomb in them. For I packed so much laxatives in those cakes. Now, suffer for not being able to control your urges for sweets! #rp
The streets of Canterlot are near impossible to ignore today.
Parchment clings to every surface—lampposts, archways, notice boards, even the sides of passing carriages. The sheets are uniform, crisp,... View MoreThe streets of Canterlot are near impossible to ignore today.
Parchment clings to every surface—lampposts, archways, notice boards, even the sides of passing carriages. The sheets are uniform, crisp, and marked in deep indigo ink that seems to shimmer when caught by the light. There are too many of them to be accidental. Whoever posted them, clearly wanted to be seen.
Unlike most magical advertisements, this one does not call to unicorns.
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THAUMATURGE SEEKING FIRST STUDENTS
(NO PRIOR MAGIC REQUIRED)
EARTH PONIES. HIPPGRIFFS. DRAGONS. KIRIN. GRIFFONS. ALL WELCOME.
Location: Southwest of Ponyville, at the edge of the Everfree Forest, near the rail line.
Large estate. Secured grounds.
Objective:
To teach magic to those who were never meant to wield it.
No horn required. No lineage required. No experience required.
Instruction includes:
– External spellcasting methods
– Artificial channeling techniques
– Enchanted tools and focus constructs
– Foundational thaumaturgy theory
Compensation provided. Housing negotiable.
Positions limited. This is a first attempt.
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Beneath the text sits the same strange emblem: a horn encircled by constellations—but fractured, as if redesigned. The lines are sharper here, less ceremonial. More… experimental, and for those without magic—those who have never felt it, never touched it—there’s something almost unsettling about how easy the words are to understand.
Will you take the plunge? #rp
*Suxortin would place a bucket worth of crabs into your bed. As for why, you dared to smile in his direction. For that, he had to make you pay.* You don't get to show genuine joy in my presence!
*He ... View More*Suxortin would place a bucket worth of crabs into your bed. As for why, you dared to smile in his direction. For that, he had to make you pay.* You don't get to show genuine joy in my presence!
*He would then place a loose and feral colony of parasprites in your bathroom.* Suffer. #rp
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