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*Suxortin would use his tail to cut into foundations of Canterlot Castle. He would sigh.* I know this is solid marble, yet how has this place not fallen yet? I cut like, 12 of these pillars so far. Wh... View More
*Suxortin would stare at the sky.* Oh come on already! I knew I placed it up there! Did it run out a fuel? How is it still not here? *He stood up.* Where the heck are you?!
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"Have you checked... Up your butt and to the left." Gloom honked her blue nose.
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21 hours ago
*The Yellow Demon would slowly turn towards to Gloom. Once fully staring at them. He would blink.* I have found it....and you will be the first target of my rage and power. Look up, and tremble in fear.
*Above, was a planet breaking meteor in the sky. It was aimed right for Gloom.* Fall
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"And what? Be scared? Give me a break." Gloom drank from her pint of whiskey. "Watch this shit." Gloom opened her phone and said, "Cosmo, honey, I need you to handle that. Thank you, baby doll." Gloom hung up and pointed up as a wave of ungodly magic would wrap around the meteor, slowing crushing i... View More
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8 hours ago
The hall hums with low chatter and clinking glassware, a soft mix of voices rising and falling as ponies drift between tables. Banners hang from the rafters, simple and clean, marking the event as som... View More
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Norman's shoes could cut through sound like he had miniature explosions in his feet. It wasn't unusual for the Doc to attend parties or hoity toity events. Norman is a shorter diamond with a business casual suit jacket and blue tie. The black brimmed hat, a signature to his entire look.
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*Suxortin would have leaked to the press, all over your terrible secrets.* There we go, free press for all! #rp
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Browned leaves fall, birds sing as they start their journey south, and the newly chilled air begins to swell with the scent of pumpkin, it's a beautiful day outside...
Nonetheless, the peaceful mor... View More
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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Quicksilver watched her enter.*
The clipboard lowered slowly, not set down — just forgotten, held loose at her side as her full attention settled on the mechanical mare with the particular quality of focus she usually reserved for mechanisms she hadn't encountered before. Her eyes moved the same wa... View More
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17 hours ago
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.*
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16 hours ago
“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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18 hours ago
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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17 hours ago
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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17 hours ago
Gloom would be talking to you about something, "Hey so I wanted to tell you about the other da-" Circus music plays over a radio somewhere, causing Gloom to start dancing vigorously to the music. #rp
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She continued to dance with no contextualizing. Remaining a mystery on why she was spontaneously busting it down, epic style.
Thaumaturgy tilts his head, ears twitching as the sudden shift in sound cuts through the moment, his attention snapping toward the source before drifting back. Oh thank heavens.
He gets up on two hind hooves, doing the Irish jig. "Was it about the soul eater you released in the death realm?"
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"Everyone is dead. It was difficult but they all turned into magic goo after the realm ripped their souls out of their body. I then ate the goo and tripped out for 15 hours exactly." She kept dancing.
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