Post by Ashley Hale on Aug 16, 2014 18:40:20 GMT -6
Ashley's eyes fluttered open. was lying face down. She smelled sweet air and instinctively rolled over to stretch her arms and immediately did so, still groggy it took her a few moments to actually open her eyes properly and look up. She blinked a few times at what she saw.
Hooves. She had Hooves... WHY IN THE WORLD DID SHE HAVE HOOVES?! Almost immediately as the thought crossed her head, she rolled over again, to find herself on all 4's. Alright, she seemed to have 4 hooves. Okay, so she was a horse... No, scratch that, she was a pony. She was much smaller than she had initially thought.
Ashley could be smart. She could work this out. She trotted over to the sound of running water and looked into the stream. She saw a feminine looking, cartoon pony staring back at her. It had dark blue fur, with a blonde... Mane? hair?... She had no idea. She had blonde hair, with several purple streaks in it, at least that was the same.
She stood up and looked around, the environment was extremely colourful and luscious. She hadn't really appreciated it until just now, she bounced happily on her hooves, it was an artists dream to be in such a rich environment. Some people thought cartoons were for kids and were silly. She personally loved realised colourful visions such as the one she was currently in. She bounced happily to herself, taking in all that the environment had to offer her.
Post by Blake Harlow on Aug 17, 2014 1:11:34 GMT -6
"Ug, my head." Blake grumbled as she took in a death breath and got a nice big smell of the dirt to be lying on. She was soon couching on what she had breathed in and tried to sit up and cover her mouth. The whole covering her mouth part worked out well enough but the whole sitting up didn't. Her legs were not bending like they normally did and she ended up just falling back on her back all awaked like. Blinking several times as her eyes saw her environment. No more combining alcohol and candy for me. Blake thought to herself as she rolled over and tried to stand up but ended up falling down and unable to get on her two legs. This was becoming way too much effort to be putting into trying to get up and she was half planning on just lying there.
She spotted someone standing near some water and just blinked several times as she stared. That was a pony. A colorful pony at that. Heh, look like I feel asleep watching that My Little Pony show. Blake thought to herself, figuring this was all just some weird dream caused from her high levels of alcohol and sugar in her system she might of had the night before. She actually could not remember anything at all. All she knew right now was that she was in a very colorful world and now looking at herself that she too was a pony. Managing to get on all four hooves and gave herself a look over. A dark brown main with some light yellow streaks going through it, a set of dog tags that seemed to have been stamped or panted on the side of her butt, and red body.
She started at herself for a moment before wobbling her way over towards the pony near the lake. Stumbling over somepony that had yet to wake up and rolled into the pony standing near the lake. Possibly knocking them into the water. Blake at least managed to get back to her feet and look into the water. Noticing that she had a horn coming out of her heard, so she was a unicorn? "Anypony want to tell me what’s going on or am I asleep?" Blake asked, surprised to hear that she was actually speaking and not letting out horse sounds. Wait…did she just say anypony?
Post by Slade Konrad on Aug 17, 2014 22:04:58 GMT -6
"ALL RIGHT YOU SCRAWNY LITTLE CREAM PUFFS!" The massive, black pony shouted to the line of much, much smaller ponies in front of him. The muscle bound creature had a blonde mane that had been trimmed short to resemble a buzzcut lined the top of his head and neck. Huge ebony wings were curled up on his back and a large, yellow star on his haunch was the only color, aside from his buzzed mane, that broke up the coal blackness of his mammoth form. "I AM HERE TO TURN YOU INTO THE MOST DANGEROUS FIGHTING FORCE IN ALL THE LAND!"
The equine creature bellowed his orders to the timid line of would-be soldiers as he paced back and forth. Sure, the land was, to most, all sunshine and rainbows, but so few dared to ask why. The majority of the ponies frolicking around paid no nevermind to what it was that allowed them to lead such carefree, happy lives. They were able to do what they pleased with little regard for safety because there were rough ponies standing atop a wall ready to perform acts of violence on their behalf.
Slade just happened to be the perfect pony to lead such a force. His dark eyes regarded each of the new recruits with disdain. In time, these sad, scared, and weak ponies would grow strong and he would be proud to call them his brothers and sisters in arms. But at the moment they were little more than hollow shells waiting to be filled with the honor, sense of duty, and training they would get in the grueling course that would results in them becoming soldiers. The large pony would have continued to berate and scream but movement from the corner of his eyes pulled his attention from the recruits.
Wheeling around, the heavily muscled pony charged the two feminine ponies who were still attempting to get their bearings. He knew damn well these two weren't his recruits, but they weren't supposed to be there. The training of a soldier was private and prying eyes were not allowed. "Hey!" He shouted as he slowed to a trot. He snorted loudly and shook his head. "You know this area is off limits!" Muscles rippled, a shiny coat gleaming in the sun as the elephant/pony came to a stop and eyed the others suspiciously.
Post by Lucas Shepard on Aug 25, 2014 13:17:01 GMT -6
"Oh calm down Slade." Came a voice from above. A navy pony with blonde hair that seemed the defy gravity came fluttering down from the sky. He landed on Slade's head gracefully before lowering his head to stare him in the eye upside down. "You wouldn't deny us the presence of a few more beautiful mares now wouldja?" He smirked and tossed his head back up to wink at the girls.
Shep flittered his wings and touched down on the ground beside them. He had long gotten past the whole shock of "why am I a pony and why does everything look like a children's cartoon" thing. He couldn't remember anything from before so he just figured that he must have accidentally mixed pills and liquor. However he got he and however he was getting out didn't matter. He just had to lay back and enjoy the ride. And if this was a dream/hallucination, Shep expected to get laid. He was a whorse after all and sex still was amazing as long as there was a penis and vagina in play. Though he probably would regret the whole "I had sex as a pony" thing later but for now, what the hell. Why not?
"Hello, my mares. My name is Shep and I am here to offer you two the chance of a lifetime. Anyone want to ride on my Pony Express?" Shep asked. "I'd prefer both of you but one at a time is fine two, especially if one of you watched. Or if you're into kinky lesbian stuff I'm fine with waiting till you finish making out before you get to me. So what'll it be?" He turned his head back to Slade and said, "Sorry big guy, but I'm just not a stallion kind of pony. Though you can have them after me if you want. "
Last Edit: Aug 25, 2014 18:19:20 GMT -6 by Lucas Shepard
Post by Ashley Hale on Sept 8, 2014 16:14:17 GMT -6
Ashley was still busy gawking over the vision that was her currently extremely colourful and enticing surroundings. So much so in fact that she took effectively no notice of the person stumbling up behind her and managing to knock her into the body of water that she was standing in front of.
She fell with an "EEEEP" And a loud, almost comical splash. She peeked back out of the water a second later and tried to throw water at the other pony with her brain. It didn't work though.... Okay... So no power.... Borrrrrring. She let out a small spew of water which she had managed to swallow in a thin stream onto the bank, it forming a miniature rainbow between her and the bank.
She blinked as a loud, more muscular pony began shouting at others nearby, and then turned his attention to her and the stream-knocker-into pony and began yelling at them to leave. She blinked slowly to make sure that this was real and poked her side as if she was pinching herself. Only with a hoof.
Another equine flew down from... somewhere and began babbling on about something. His voice was honestly kind of blanked out as she lay back and floated looking up at the clouds changing shape above her. She flopped out onto the bank and shook herself off, sending droplets of water everywhere. She peered at the group in front of her.
"Everything her is so pretty! I wanna paint like, all of you... Can I paint? Can hooves hold paint bru- " She made a gasping sound as if she had worked out a problem which had been troubling her for years. "HOOVE PAINTING. WE HAVE DISCOVERED THE MEANING OF LIFE." she exclaimed to nobody in particular.
She at the smug looking male pony that was currently standing in front of her. "HELP ME FIND PAINT QUICK OHMYGOD."
Post by Blake Harlow on Sept 9, 2014 18:42:22 GMT -6
Blake felt bad for knocking into the other pony into the water do to tripping over what had been apparently a rock instead of an unconscious pony like she had originally thought she had tripped over. She blamed the fact that she was still adjusting to all the sights, sounds, and colors of the very bright world for why she got that mixed up. Plus the fact that she was not walking around on all four instead of her human two legs, and in general was a pony was enough reason for her to not be fully sane at the moment. She reached out her hoof to help out the pony that she knocked into the water but suddenly she was being yelled at by a much bigger and husker pony. Apparently they were not supposed to be here and in other words they needed to leave.
Not like I even know what I'm doing here. Blake thought to herself as she just gave the buff pony a 'really' look. She didn't like being yelled at and was tempted to do something about it but just could not feel the effort to even tempt to get angry with another pony. Another pony; one with wings, started to fly down from the sky. Landing on the yelling pony’s head and then on the ground. Blake's mouth just sort of started to fall open and she just started at the winged pony and his words off...flirting way to hard. Blake looked for some kind of support from the other pony she had knocked into the water. Only to find that said pony apparently just lost her mind and was tripping on acid or something. Nope. I can't take this. I'll sleep this away. Blake thought to herself as she stood there for a moment and just shook her head, causing her mane to move in a way that he covered her face for a little bit.
"Right. So I'll get out of the way and let you ponies have your fun. Okay? Okay. Chow." Blake said in a simple tone as she turned to leave because there was no way she was going to deal with this. She was too lazy and since this was something that she was pretty sure was a dream, she felt no need to participate in it. Yelling. Hard core flirting. Acid trip. That was how she was seeing all of this and she wanted no part of it. She just planned to walk off to find a nice tree to lie under and just go to sleep. Let the other three deal with one another in this crazy world.
Post by Slade Konrad on Sept 12, 2014 11:52:15 GMT -6
The broad, muscular pony's eyes narrowed as he shot a glare toward the other as he fluttered down from the sky and began instantly hitting on the two mares. Sometimes the ebony pony felt he was taking crazy pills. There was a mounting danger just beneath the shiny surface of Equestria and Slade wondered if he was the only preparing for the inevitable conflict. Granted, he did have a faint inkling poking around in the back of his mind that all this was... not right at all but that didn't mean anything, did it? There might have been some confusion in the others but Slade knew who he was and what he stood for... right?
"You know Lord Tirek escaped, don't you?" Slade hissed at the much smaller Lucas. This was a fact that most had largely seemed to have forgotten but not a warrior such as Slade. A weakened enemy is still an enemy to be feared and Slade didn't like the evil centaur being loose and on the prowl no matter his state. "And you know what he's looking for." The massive equine warrior didn't want to think what would happen should Tirek discover the whereabouts of the hidden Alicorn Amulet, but he had a bad feeling that was the disgraced centaur's plan. If only Slade could get the other ponies to listen.
Slade's mouth opened to continue chastising Lucas for his interruption but the large pony suddenly found himself distracted by the strange behavior of the two newcomers. With a tilt of his head he watched the blonde pony extract herself from the stream and start going on about painting. Great. Another spastic one. That's the last thing Slade needed right now. Then he glanced toward the pony that was wandering away. "See what you did, Lucas?" Slade huffed, turning his attention from the crimson pony to the blue, shamelessly flirting one. "Now you've gone and made her mad."