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[.the slayer]

Username:
Hey there! I'm .the slayer - it's nice to meet you!

Name:
I've decided to name this Floofer Ballon, which is balloon in French

Gender:
I decided that she looks feminine, so yes, she is a girl.

Rarity:
You have kindly provided the information that she is uncommon

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t h e ✿ c a r n i v a l

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The gates were thrown open,
The crowd were let in,
And nobody noticed her,
over the din,

As she asked for one thing,
From a carnival store,
"The silver balloon please?"
were the words that she called.
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It was a sweltering summer day in the middle of August. Ballon had
come alone to the carnival that visited her home town for only 3 days each
year. She wandered amid the stalls and rides with only a few coins
in her hoof. She had no idea what she should spend her money on,
when she had so little and no way of earning it for herself. That was,
until she laid eyes on the silver balloons.

It floated higher than all the others on an extra-long string. It glistened in
the sunlight. It swam through the air gracefully. It swooped and glided.
And it was only 1 coin. She made her way towards the stall, ducking and
diving between the sweaty bodies of other fair-goers. One coin fell from her
hoof, but she didn't stop. She did not need it.

When she reached the stall, it took a while to get its owner's attention.
It was only when she placed a coin on the wood that his greedy eyes were
drawn to it and subsequently her.
"The silver balloon please?"
He laughed and stood in front of the sign.
"They are 2 coins."
"But your signs said 1."
"Well now they are 2."
She gave him another coin - her last coin, and he took it from her without
hesitation.
"Here."
He roughly handed her the silver balloon and she left, but not without
first tying it securely to her tail. That way, she will never lose it ever.

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[KoolDragun]

Username:
Hey there! I'm .the slayer - it's nice to meet you!

Name:
I've decided to name this Floofer Ballon, which is balloon in French

Gender:
I decided that she looks feminine, so yes, she is a girl.

Rarity:
You have kindly provided the information that she is uncommon

╔════════════════════════════════════════╗
t h e ✿ c a r n i v a l

┌xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx┐
The gates were thrown open,
The crowd were let in,
And nobody noticed her,
over the din,

As she asked for one thing,
From a carnival store,
"The silver balloon please?"
were the words that she called.
└xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx┘

It was a sweltering summer day in the middle of August. Ballon had
come alone to the carnival that visited her home town for only 3 days each
year. She wandered amid the stalls and rides with only a few coins
in her hoof. She had no idea what she should spend her money on,
when she had so little and no way of earning it for herself. That was,
until she laid eyes on the silver balloons.

It floated higher than all the others on an extra-long string. It glistened in
the sunlight. It swam through the air gracefully. It swooped and glided.
And it was only 1 coin. She made her way towards the stall, ducking and
diving between the sweaty bodies of other fair-goers. One coin fell from her
hoof, but she didn't stop. She did not need it.

When she reached the stall, it took a while to get its owner's attention.
It was only when she placed a coin on the wood that his greedy eyes were
drawn to it and subsequently her.
"The silver balloon please?"
He laughed and stood in front of the sign.
"They are 2 coins."
"But your signs said 1."
"Well now they are 2."
She gave him another coin - her last coin, and he took it from her without
hesitation.
"Here."
He roughly handed her the silver balloon and she left, but not without
first tying it securely to her tail. That way, she will never lose it ever.

╚════════════════════════════════════════╝

Congrats! Take care of her.

[.the slayer]

Username:
Hey there! I'm .the slayer - it's nice to meet you!

Name:
I've decided to name this Floofer Ballon, which is balloon in French

Gender:
I decided that she looks feminine, so yes, she is a girl.

Rarity:
You have kindly provided the information that she is uncommon

╔════════════════════════════════════════╗
t h e ✿ c a r n i v a l

┌xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx┐
The gates were thrown open,
The crowd were let in,
And nobody noticed her,
over the din,

As she asked for one thing,
From a carnival store,
"The silver balloon please?"
were the words that she called.
└xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx┘

It was a sweltering summer day in the middle of August. Ballon had
come alone to the carnival that visited her home town for only 3 days each
year. She wandered amid the stalls and rides with only a few coins
in her hoof. She had no idea what she should spend her money on,
when she had so little and no way of earning it for herself. That was,
until she laid eyes on the silver balloons.

It floated higher than all the others on an extra-long string. It glistened in
the sunlight. It swam through the air gracefully. It swooped and glided.
And it was only 1 coin. She made her way towards the stall, ducking and
diving between the sweaty bodies of other fair-goers. One coin fell from her
hoof, but she didn't stop. She did not need it.

When she reached the stall, it took a while to get its owner's attention.
It was only when she placed a coin on the wood that his greedy eyes were
drawn to it and subsequently her.
"The silver balloon please?"
He laughed and stood in front of the sign.
"They are 2 coins."
"But your signs said 1."
"Well now they are 2."
She gave him another coin - her last coin, and he took it from her without
hesitation.
"Here."
He roughly handed her the silver balloon and she left, but not without
first tying it securely to her tail. That way, she will never lose it ever.

╚════════════════════════════════════════╝

Congrats! Take care of her.

Thank you :3 I will. I put a lot of effort into it.