this c i t y ; mlp:fim roleplay ;; open

[•Carina•]

(No pretty posts on the phone. ))

Reverent had made it all the way across the city. It didn't bother her that her hotel was such a ways away, she was always walking anyway. Reverent entered the somewhat fancy place and stepped right up to the counter. "A one bed suite. Reserved under Reverent." She told the pony at the counter, who smiled and gave her the keys. Reverent had quite the reception from the ponies here. As she climbed the stairs, ignoring the elevator she did get lots of looks. Too bad she wasn't a performer of some kind, she would have felt famous.

Reverent had arrived in her room. She immediately removed her armour and placed neatly in the closet. It was a fancy room for sure, but she didn't dwell on that and instead went for her shower. A nice long warm shower was pleasing and, after a quick brush of mane and tail, teeth brushing, and then a bit of a hooficure. She was ready for the town. She made her way back outside and stopped just at the exit. Her yellow eyes searched for where she would go first.

[oh my no]

May I make a Griffin, a male one? And who is open for Auttum)

[dovelydragon]

[[ yes you may.

[Saxhleel]

(C) to me. I own this. I drew this. Needs fixing. Don't ban me.))

Ceylon Whim.

Name:
Ceylon Whim, or Ceylon for short
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Age:
About twenty four/six years of age if he were a human.

Personality:
He's something of a grump, and known for his strict 'Stick in the mud' attitude. It's unbecoming of most ponies and can put some off. But once he let's you into his bubble he's not as harsh as he first seems, he just won't tolerate dilly dallying and likes things to be done efficiently the first time. He enjoys the peace and quiet and nothing more than a good cup of tea but will chat and converse just like anyone else. In truth he's just a little shy, and this means he's easily flustered which can make him irritable which can make him snappy. He also has an obsession with books and dislikes anyone who abuses, dogears or bends their spines. Though he has other interests like the arts and music, he's quite cultured.

Appearance:
An Earth pony Stallion who is taller than average but not overly so. His build is thin, lithe but not too unhealthy looking. His fur is a milky coffee brown with light areas around his muzzle, rear and feathered hooves. His mane is short in the back, and longer in the front and cut choppily, it's colouration is a chocolate brown and royal blue, striped. As is his tail, which is long for a male and tied at the base to keep it from tickling him or getting in the way. His eyes are a deep, sea/swampy coloured green but often hold a look of discontent. On his cheeks a three symmetrical freckles though they often end up covered by the 'sideburns' of his mane. The mixed smells of tea types and new books follow him around like a cloud, it's not an overbearing smell, and compliments his general neat appearance well.

Cutie Mark:
A Japanese style steaming tea-cup.

Items/Outfit:
He wears a pair of blue framed glasses and a black and white scarf in the style of an old film strip.

Job/Occupation:
He's recently opened up a bookshop in the city, it's small and he needs no other company than his customers, but often heads out to pick up snacks or tea.

((I'm reallll new to this.If you want me to change anything or just leave forever tell me~))

[•Carina•]

May I make a Griffin, a male one? And who is open for Auttum)

(Reverent is. She's open for any who happen to find her.)

[oh my no]

Okay, thanks, I will make the form soon)
Auttum walked around. She was hoping to pick up some honey, sugar, an other things to make tea. She noticed Reverent. "Why, hello!" She smiled. She haven't seen another pony in about two years maybe, so it was fun to talk to someone. She waited for the taller mare's reply happily, and quietly.

[•Carina•]

Reverent stood tall looking for something of interest in the area. She heard somepony speak, and so the crystal pony turned to look to the pony who had spoken, Autumn. Her look was not exactly a happy nor was a imposing one though as she hinted at a smile. "Greetings." Was all she happened to say, as she was unsure if this pony was supposed to be helping or something. It wouldn't be the first time she was surprised by her superiors.

[dovelydragon]

[[ Saxhleel accepted c:

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Royal Rocker looked back for a moment to see whom else would be joining. It was Kato. She gave a kind smile to.him and nodded, indicating she did not mind if her tagged along. Royal looked forward once more and pondered where they should turn. The city was like one big maze... She looked over to Roy. "Perhaps we should ask somepony for directions?" The mare suggested, a soft Aussie accent tinting her words. This may not have been the wisest option considering the group always had the chance of being mobbed... but Royal didn't care much at this point. All she knew is she was hungry, and Roy would become unbareble if he was deprived of food for more than 4 hours.

So the maroon unicorn scanned for a pony that was unlikely to freak out if spoken to by one of them. Of course, there was always the option of the various business ponies... but they were to caught up in whatever they were doing to give Royal or her mates a sideways glance. Then there were the food stand owners, but they had a greezy feel to them that gave Royal the creeps... Therefore their best option was a civilian. And it just so happened there was one down the street. It was a mare, loading statues of done sort into a cart. "C'mon" She said nudging Corduroy. She brought her walk to a trot and made her way to the pony. "um... 'ello" Royal stopped a few steps from the pony. "Do you think ya' could point me and mia mates to the nearest sandwich shop?"

[oh my no]

"Hello, I'm Auttum. I'm new here. May I ask who you are?" Auttum asked, a bit shy. She folded in her wings slowly, so she didn't hurt them, and waited for a response. She hope She wasn't being rude or annoying or interrupting something, she looked a bit busy. In her eyes, at least

[Cronchlord]

Throwing midnight in to lazy to make a form so i will reveale all it within the rp :3