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

[dovelydragon]

[[ I'd really prefer you to make a form please ^^

[•Carina•]

Reverent searched again for what she hoped would be an interesting thing to do. Reverent looked to Autumn again, as the pony had asked for her name. "Reverent. Of the Crystal Roy-" she had stopped herself and softened her expression, she wasn't a guard right now. "Just Reverent." She said trying to get herself into a relaxed state of mind. "An honour to meet you." She said falling back onto her strict self law of being honorable.

[Saxhleel]

({Cool, Thanks muchly.})

Ceylon stood, outside his new shop, it wasn't ready just yet, and there were things that needed doing, shelves that needed stocking before he could throw up the shutters. It was a smalll, quiet building, dwarfed by those around it but somehow seeming cozy and inviting. He was staring into a rectangular plant pot, peering through his spectacles trying to spot the beginnings of small green shoots. He'd planted them the day after he got here and watered them everyday as the sun was going down, so it wasn't too hot for them. Surely he should be seeing results by now, Maybe he'd watered them too much? He heaved a sigh, if they didn't show up in two more days he'd plant some more and see what happened.

[iWonder]

Floating Feathers
"P-p-please call me Float."

Gender:: Stallion


Age:: 17 (in human years)

Personality:: Float is a very very shy pony, he has a terrible stutter problem and he is constantly in the library, nopony ever goes on the second floor. He is very shy around Mares and tends to hide from ponies he doesn't know.

Job:: He is a Librarian.

~*~




Broken Yo-Yo's

"... Call me Yo-Yo."

Gender:: Stallion

Age:: 23 (in human years)

Personality:: Yo-Yo is the type of guy who just watches to learn about you, then he will use his knowledge to get to know you. He listens intently but is afraid to speak to anypony. There is no real explanation as to why He does this, he just does.
He is very kind though, and he may seem a bit stalker-ish, but once he finally talks to you he is just one of the guys. He loves to play hockey.

Job:: He is a pro Hockey player.

~*~


Mirth
"Call me Mirth or Taj."

Gender:: Mare

Age:: 15 (in human years)

Personality:: Mirth is the sort of pony who is always happy and cheerful and sometimes aggravatingly optimistic, which makes her a great teacher for her age. She loves to paint and draw but she loves dancing most.

Job:: Ballroom dance instructor.

Finished!))

[sapiosexual]

sorry i haven't been active at all today ;w;

[•Carina•]

Reverent searched again for what she hoped would be an interesting thing to do. Reverent looked to Autumn again, as the pony had asked for her name. "Reverent. Of the Crystal Roy-" she had stopped herself and softened her expression, she wasn't a guard right now. "Just Reverent." She said trying to get herself into a relaxed state of mind. "An honour to meet you." She said falling back onto her strict self law of being honorable.

(Just in case)

[dovelydragon]

sorry i haven't been active at all today ;w;

that's alright c:
Note;; I will reply after I'm the real posts

[senpai]

// And I'm waiting for Cery ^^

[dovelydragon]

[[ okay that's fine c: also Machenza you're accepted.

[iWonder]

(Thanks, sorry, Float isn't supposed to be an Alicorn. Just preten he is a Pegasus XD totally forgot he was royalty in my other RP :3))
Yo-Yo

Yo-Yo yawned, he sat up groggily. His messy bed head popping out over the counter. He sleepily checked the time, he gasped and scrambled to his hooves. He forgot to set his alarm, he was supposed to open the Hockey center an hour ago. "Whipping sticks!" he swore, forgetting he had roller blades on. He slipped to the front doors, he. Began to fall again but he caught himself, he slowly brought his hind legs foreward and unlocked the doors. He then flipped over the 'closed sign' and then he glided easily to the counter. Polishing the wooden sticks.

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Float

Float dusted off several old biographies about StarSwirl the Bearded and Ferr MayBerry. He remembered the first time he read those, when he was twelve. He sighed, and flitted to a different shelf. Be adjusted his reading glasses and switched some books around.

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Taj Mahal-Mirth

Mirth stretched every muscle in her body and began to warm up for her classes. Chacha and Samba, Swing and Waltz. Spinning around and around, hopping and skipping. She leaped, her partner caught her, spinning her above his head with his magic.