(O:FB Chapter 5: The Fate of the Multiverse)
Queen Lesa Aurora Sparkle Spinneret Flam
Polo Fastter
*The battle had begun! As the villains would make their advance, I would hold up my sword and poin... View More(O:FB Chapter 5: The Fate of the Multiverse)
Queen Lesa Aurora Sparkle Spinneret Flam
Polo Fastter
*The battle had begun! As the villains would make their advance, I would hold up my sword and point it toward the villains.* Today we make our stand! Charge!!! #rp
Nar is very proud of his sister. She's decided to try DMing her own campaign. Sure, she's running a pre-written module, Curse of Strahd, but it's still her first time DMing! He's determined to use his... View MoreNar is very proud of his sister. She's decided to try DMing her own campaign. Sure, she's running a pre-written module, Curse of Strahd, but it's still her first time DMing! He's determined to use his DM knowledge to test her as much as possible though. #rp
*I would be in my room on my Switch 2 playing Tomodachi Life: Living the Dream. Jewel, Skye, Skystar, and Yinu were all in the room with me and Skystar on the bed with my head resting on her torso are... View More*I would be in my room on my Switch 2 playing Tomodachi Life: Living the Dream. Jewel, Skye, Skystar, and Yinu were all in the room with me and Skystar on the bed with my head resting on her torso area, and Jewel, Skye, and Yinu at the end of the bed.* Nothing like a relaxing game. Ooh! I can get our miis married now, Hon! #rp
*Suxortin would have placed many candles all around Equestria. The scented wax however, was a series of terrible smells and scents. He has even had many of those candles hidden.* Just breathe it all i... View More*Suxortin would have placed many candles all around Equestria. The scented wax however, was a series of terrible smells and scents. He has even had many of those candles hidden.* Just breathe it all in... #rp
The listing was simple. One spare room. Shared kitchen. Quiet hours, “flexible.” No questions asked.
Most ponies would scroll past it without a second thought. Too vague.
But something about it stic... View MoreThe listing was simple. One spare room. Shared kitchen. Quiet hours, “flexible.” No questions asked.
Most ponies would scroll past it without a second thought. Too vague.
But something about it sticks. Maybe it’s the timing. Maybe it’s the way your door clicks open later that day without much warning.
The mare who steps inside doesn’t match the kind of person you’d expect for the ad.
She looks like a normal everyday citizen. For.. the most part.
Dark magenta coat, clean lines, white overo pattern that breaks across her face and legs in soft contrast. Her mane sits short and a bit uneven, muted pink with lighter streaks that catch the light from the window. Her tail flicks once behind her, bushy and grounded, not styled for show. A small bag hangs at her side, worn but not falling apart.
Her gray eyes sweep across the room, slow and steady. Couch. Table. Corners. Doors. Windows. She takes it in like she’s mapping it, like she’s done this before in a dozen different places.
Then she looks at you. There’s a pause. Just long enough to feel real.
"Hey. It's Najasa, the roommate you wanted on Roomsteed. It's nice to meet you."
Her voice lands evenly, with a flick of interest, though her ear turns once as she studies your reaction. She steps further inside, hooves soft against the floor as she sets her bag down near the wall instead of claiming space right away. Her posture stays loose, though there’s a set in her shoulders, like she’s ready to move again if she has to.
She glances past you for a second, checking the rest of the place again, then back. Yet somehow… it feels like she’s already been here longer than a few seconds.
"I like the apartment. Location's great, many parks nearby. Lucky place you have." #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 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
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