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[whoopsydaizy]

Lucky Bug

Lucky Bug stopped studying Flick, seeing no injuries, cuts, or scrapes. Her eyes lit up as he spoke the word 'Wonderbolt'. She heard that word before, but couldn't put her hoof on it. She thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up once more.

"Oh! A wonder bolt? The Wonderbolts are amazing fliers!"

Lucky Bug fluttered her wings slightly, with a smile, then a light blush as he said 'pretty mare'. She rolled her eyes as he said 'like a fool'.

"Alright, I guess. Thank you."

She lifted a hoof to rub the back of her neck, but lost her balance because of this, falling again.

"Oof! Not again!"

She groaned, and slid the bags off her back again. This just wasn't her day. She shook off the dust, after standing again. She noticed she hadn't introduced herself.

"Oh! - I'm Lucky Bug. Not so lucky."

She laughed nervously.

(So short, sorry D:)

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~~Iceberg~~

((If it's not dawn presently, just assume that this happened earlier in the day X3))

Having just awoken, Iceberg was attempting to brush her unruly mane. It would be so much easier, so speculated, if she had a horn, like Alley. Oh well- the stylists would probably redo her hair once she got to the shoot anyway. She slipped on her orange headband and stepped out into the morning air. The sun was rising behind the dark stiluetee of the castle, and took off for a run. There was something amazing about running at dawn: the sky bright, the ground dark, the breeze rushing through her mane, and tail streaming behind her.

As she approached the magazine's headquarters, she slowed down, then glanced at a nearby clock tower. Way early... again. She must be getting faster, as her usual leaving time always got her here too early. The offices would be closed. Oh well, she'd just stop for something to drink, coffee perhaps. There was a small store up the street, Snooze. She'd head in there.

[riddlestyx]

(( @TheCurrencyQuestion: Just dollars and coins. xD
And accepted mrose~ ))

. : F r o s t B o l t : .

Frost Bolt herself had been late to wake up, she had no reason to complain to Blaze Fire for him being his usual lazy self. Heck, she didn't even notice he was gone. Until she pulled herself from her bed and glanced over at her desk, hoping to see her iPod or MP3. No, her MP3 wasn't there. She didn't remember where she put it. But- she new she had her iPod there last night. She was listening to it before she went to bed. Wha- ? she thought with confusion, scrambling through the desk to see if she put it in any of the shelves. No where! Where as it? Surely Blaze wasn't stupid enough to take her iPod. But that was the only decision she could resort to. Oh, Frost was going to kill him alright. The mare let out a sigh of frustration, scrambling down her stairs to the first floor where her store was. Ugh, and it was Friday. Oh well, Ice could handle herself. The icy mare trotted out of her store, flicking her ears as she glanced around for any trace of Blaze Fire. What an idiot to take her iPod!

[mrose]

(Yay! Gonna PM you now.)

Heartfull

Heartfull sighed as she changed the diaper of a young foal. Sometimes this job could be really stressful, but she felt it was worth it. She didn't make much money, but she was fine with hat as long as the foals were happy. Carefully, she picked up the foal and set it on the floor next to the others. Business had been pretty slow lately, but there aren't many children in this town anyways. When one of the foals started to cry, Heartfull immediately tended to it. Being a caretaker for so many different foals was harder than it seemed.

[whoopsydaizy]

(Male charrie ;D)



Username: Raeven.

Character's Name: "..Shrouded Gold. Please call me Gray though, just Gray..?"

Gender: Male

Age: Adult

Species: "..I'm a Pegasus, unless wings lie."

Description: Mostly shades of gray. His tail and mane or slightly darker than his mane coat colour, and his back legs are nearly black. His cutie mark is a quill ink pen, with the ink leaking down slightly onto his dark gray legs, but this is only on the right side. His eyes are golden, and as if his body shroudes the gold, so his parents name him that.

Personality: "Ponies say I'm shy.." Gray is very shy, but is a great colt once you get to know him. He can seem dark (no pun intended) at times, and tends to hide secrets, poetry, and emtoions. He is not very well at hiding his emotions, however.

Cutie Mark: A quill ink feather.

Talent: Poet and song writer.

Likes: Poetry, the night, fire flies, dark places (i.e: a forest in the night).

Dislikes: Having to explain himself, being told secrets (unless he asks), awkwardness.

Family: "My mother."

Crush/Mate: "..Why would I have one..? Please don't be nosey."

Occupation: "A writer a guess.. it's not offical though."

House: "Just a hotel suite.."

[riddlestyx]

(( Accepted. c: ))

[whoopsydaizy]

(Yey~!)

Shrouded Gold

Gray trotted along the cobble stone, keeping his eyes on the ground as he trotted. He passed quite a few shops, as he was thinking of what to do with himself, no house, no job.. he was a complete wreck. After a few slow laps around the shops, he hadn't noticed Frost Bolt had stepped out of her store. A few moments passed, as he took one step to many, and bumped head first into Frost Bolt. "S-sorry..!" he said, quite softly, looking up at her, then backing up in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I d-didn't mean to bump into you."

(Oh and he stutters easily.. X3)

[riddlestyx]

(( Uh oh. xD ))

. : F r o s t B o l t : .

Ugh, why had she lent her MP3 to Ice Flare? It's not her sister listened to half of the stuff she liked. Gah, she'd just have to rip her iPod from Blaze, along with his hooves maybe. The pony flashed her dark crimson eyes, beginning to to and track down Blaze until she felt herself be bumped into. Frost recoiled, her tail lashing up and her slits flashing as she revealed her fangs as she spoke, "Gah! Watch where you're going!" The pony wasn't in the dandiest of moods, especially after having her iPod taken by Blaze. And now she was about to probably take it out on this stallion. No Frost, don't do that, she scolded herself, it's not his fault. Save your anger for Blaze.

[Kirishima Ayato]

Iceflare

Iceflare paced around the small store in which her sister ran, she filled orders, restocked the shelves and all the while tried to keep calm. She was a hard working pony, ever since she had graduated from the academy she had began to work at her sister's shop. Deep down she had a jealousy for her sister's talent, the way she flew and how she was a Wonderbolt. How she could conjure up any givin tune and practically mimic it's sound with delicate wing motions. Iceflare looked down at her hooves as she adressed yet another new customer. Her anti-social attitude getting the best of her once more. "Uh...hi um...welcome to Frost's Tunes, were lots of uh...music and stuff is..sold." she practically whispered the rest out before her mane fell in front of her eyes just as it had done when she was being teased at her last year of flight school. She had become a fairly succesful flier, but her main talent was weather patrol. She could clear the skies in a mere second if gave the chance. Her other talent was fairly minor, it was just creating snowflakes in which sometimes came in handy during the holiday season, otherwise Iceflare felt well pointless. She coaxed the customers into Frost's shop and finally made her way to the back to sort through the old cd's once again.

[whoopsydaizy]

Shrouded Gold

Gray stared at her fangs in shock, frozen. 'No normal pony has fangs.. or slit eyes..!' he thought to himself, his ears flat against his head as he stared wide-eyed. A few moments later, his shook his head, repeating as he said just moments ago. "I'm sorry - I-i didn't mean too.." he wanted to add 'please don't kill me.' from fear, but refrained from doing so.

(Hm.. startled easily too. So, shy and timid. X3)