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Melpomene’s Tragedy, Thalia’s Comedy / [KILL THE PAST/ END]
hi and welcome, this is just a page for oni (admin of Gray Rivers Alto Yuri) and i (me) to bring some funky RP in a public space; in part to give this site some more activity, but also to show CA we’re more than glorified shitposters who can occasionally shit out a good post >:( that being said: this is *exclusively* for us. at the risk of seeming like I’ve got the biggest ego around, attempts to join outside of spectating will be ignored. that’s not to say we won’t ask people to join, there may definitely be some room for a few extra folks who are more than welcome to join so long as they ask us! but this is more or less a story we just want to share. there may be a chance for some open RP posts, but those will be clearly labeled. ALSO we’re doing this in anthro formatting. for this style of RP, fingers and stuff will be vastly easier to write with outside of nubby hooves, especially since the four-legged adaptations aren’t blessed with a horn and wing we can shoehorn into creating a makeshift hand. that’s it, that’s all, that’s all there is.
Carmen Gumshoe
Asteria Bleu
Chiara Riviera
The crew of the Titandragon XS. The transport ship was given that designation when it jumped into another dimension and from then on its purpose changed. It was a vessel holding a group of survivors trying to make it back home. This is the page for an AU were the Titandragon, a large space vessel jumped into an alternate dimension with a group of ponies who are tasked with surviving and trying to find their way back home through the multitude of dimensions.
The Mythril Guild
Once upon a time, a council of old farts, with the help of the mighty pillars of ego up their rumps, pissed off the wrong stallion. Said stallion responded by leveling their entire complex, and with it, the Ministry of Justice as an organization itself. What many didn't realize is that in the grand scheme of things, he was merely a catalyst, for the Ministry’s days were already numbered prior to the assault – with most of the essential members of the High Council going missing, which subsequently caused severe internal conflict within the ranks, and the controversies regarding the organization's relevance in today's society being brought up time and time again. If anything, this "untimely" death was nothing short of a blessing. Now that backstories are dealth with, let’s move on to the main attraction shall we? Roll the drums ! This spiritual successor to the quasi-government organization is founded and lead by its hangmare, of all ponies. Unlike it's loosely based predecessor, the guild is a private organization, denying any affiliation and endorsement from the current government. Yet we aim to help it – indirectly - one contract at a time. However, this also means that we require our own source of bits to keep the guild up and running, and to keep ourselves fed. Despite the infamy that followed us from the Ministry, we have managed to reel in quite a few investors to help fund our numerous operations across Equestria. Our services include but not limited to: risk assessment and management, cash-in-transit, bodyguarding, logistics, and assassina…err…strategic target neutralization.
Iron Maiden
Amy Callihan
Cherry Bomb
No featherd friend excluded! Those of a feather stick together. Are you tried of being turned away out because you do or don't have a break? Well, we welcome you here. We are birbs! Regardless of what some might say. Join us! Let us take flight at one!
Amethyst the Hippogriff