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Hello and welcome to Cute "Quest," where your goal is to befriend and have fun times with varying colts and fillies in Ponyville. Primarily the CMC, but some others may make appearances either today or at a later date.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. First, the players will make a singular character that the player base will control as a group. This character will indeed be a pony.
And before we get started, let me put a special thanks to Jalm of MLPG for drawing pictures of or pertaining to this "Quest."
Secondly, most the decisions and results in this quest are based on relationship levels with other characters, and the occasional die roll. Each roll will have different goals and modifiers, so base stats are not really recorded or presented.
Lastly, be sure to ask questions if you're confused or just want to clarify something!
Without further ado, let's get started!
First choice: What kind of pony are you?
Unicorn, Earth Pony, or Pegasus?
But I'm getting ahead of myself. First, the players will make a singular character that the player base will control as a group. This character will indeed be a pony.
And before we get started, let me put a special thanks to Jalm of MLPG for drawing pictures of or pertaining to this "Quest."
Secondly, most the decisions and results in this quest are based on relationship levels with other characters, and the occasional die roll. Each roll will have different goals and modifiers, so base stats are not really recorded or presented.
Lastly, be sure to ask questions if you're confused or just want to clarify something!
Without further ado, let's get started!
First choice: What kind of pony are you?
Unicorn, Earth Pony, or Pegasus?
>>228671
>>228674
>>228684
>>228687
>>228689
5 for blank flank
>>228682
>>228685
2 for tree cutie mark
You are a blank flank, you have not yet discovered your special talent. Some find this a sad reminder that they've not found their purpose, but others see opportunity in their unblemished haunches.
Now then, in the immortal words of Professor Oak: Are you a boy, or a girl?
>>228674
>>228684
>>228687
>>228689
5 for blank flank
>>228682
>>228685
2 for tree cutie mark
You are a blank flank, you have not yet discovered your special talent. Some find this a sad reminder that they've not found their purpose, but others see opportunity in their unblemished haunches.
Now then, in the immortal words of Professor Oak: Are you a boy, or a girl?
>>228710
>>228711
>>228721
Colt: 27
>>228707
>>228715
>>228718
Filly: 20
You are a young colt pegasi with a blank flank! (You have girly eyelashes though)
Choosing colors is going to be a bit of a crapshoot, so list your top 3 body colors and top 3 mane colors each, and I'll roll a dice to determine your color composition. Similar to how Hasbro does it, I'm sure.
>>228711
>>228721
Colt: 27
>>228707
>>228715
>>228718
Filly: 20
You are a young colt pegasi with a blank flank! (You have girly eyelashes though)
Choosing colors is going to be a bit of a crapshoot, so list your top 3 body colors and top 3 mane colors each, and I'll roll a dice to determine your color composition. Similar to how Hasbro does it, I'm sure.
>>228735
>>228737
>>228739
>>228747
In the interest of time, I'm drawing from these.
Body:
1 - Blue
2 - Grey
3 - Teal
4 - Green
5 - Brown
6 - Beige
7 - Red
8 - Yellow
'1d8'
Tail:
1- Black
2- Auburn
3- Teal
4- Green
5- Blue
6- Dark Brown
7-Yellow
8-Red
'1d10'
Hopefully that separates the rolls into roll 1 and 2, if not I'll roll again in another post.
Roll #1 7 = 7
>>228737
>>228739
>>228747
In the interest of time, I'm drawing from these.
Body:
1 - Blue
2 - Grey
3 - Teal
4 - Green
5 - Brown
6 - Beige
7 - Red
8 - Yellow
'1d8'
Tail:
1- Black
2- Auburn
3- Teal
4- Green
5- Blue
6- Dark Brown
7-Yellow
8-Red
'1d10'
Hopefully that separates the rolls into roll 1 and 2, if not I'll roll again in another post.
Roll #1 7 = 7
Alright! You are a beige pegasus with a black mane/tail and green eyes.
>>228780
You've got a short cut mane that you keep rough looking, hopefully counteracting your girlish eyelashes.
You don't know what your special talent is, but it doesn't bother you so much.
<Quick backstory>
Your parents, both pegasi, took a job transition to a small town known as Ponyville.
It's the first day of a new school year, and your parents have just dropped you off in front of the large schoolhouse. With a quick kiss on the head from your mother and a mane ruffling from your bulky father, they push you gently towards the door and watch as you nervously make your way to the door.
You shortly find your classroom, peering in through the doorframe at the multitude of different colored colts and fillies in the class, before a purple mare at the front of the class sees you and calls you forward.
"Ah, you must be the new student!" She says brightly, flashing you a radiant smile, "Welcome to my class! I'm Miss Cheerilee. I'll be your teacher while you're here. Now, why don't you turn and introduce yourself to the class! I'm sure they'd love to get to know you."
Spaghetti roll
First 5 1d10 taken to see if you panic.
>>228780
You've got a short cut mane that you keep rough looking, hopefully counteracting your girlish eyelashes.
You don't know what your special talent is, but it doesn't bother you so much.
<Quick backstory>
Your parents, both pegasi, took a job transition to a small town known as Ponyville.
It's the first day of a new school year, and your parents have just dropped you off in front of the large schoolhouse. With a quick kiss on the head from your mother and a mane ruffling from your bulky father, they push you gently towards the door and watch as you nervously make your way to the door.
You shortly find your classroom, peering in through the doorframe at the multitude of different colored colts and fillies in the class, before a purple mare at the front of the class sees you and calls you forward.
"Ah, you must be the new student!" She says brightly, flashing you a radiant smile, "Welcome to my class! I'm Miss Cheerilee. I'll be your teacher while you're here. Now, why don't you turn and introduce yourself to the class! I'm sure they'd love to get to know you."
Spaghetti roll
First 5 1d10 taken to see if you panic.
>>228807
>>228818
>>228823
>>228828
>>228830
>>228836
>30/50
You take a deep breath to still your shaking frame, your wings giving a brief, nervous twitch as you look out at the classroom.
Most are smiling faces, though you're pretty sure that orange one with the purple mane in the back is asleep, and a pink filly wearing a crown or something looks rather bored.
Nevertheless you squeak out, "My name is Puffs. N-nice to meet you."
"Puffs?" The bored one says, eyebrow cocking as a grin takes form, "What kind of name-"
"Hi puffs!"
The pink pony's comment is disrupted by a white filly with a purple and pink colored mane shouting and waving a hoof in your direction, face nothing but smile and glittering eyes.
"What a cute name you have, Puffs," Miss Cheerilee says, making your face hot as you whisper a thank you to her, before she points to a seat in the third row.
You quickly make your way to your seat, glad to be away from the front of the class, though their gazes follow you to your chair.
You unpack the meager supplies you brought: A few pencils, some paper, a few crayons, and that Wonderbolts pin your folks gave you after you went to that show. Seeing it makes you smile, and you relax a bit.
"Psst."
You look up, seeing a dark blue pony with grey mane holding a slip of paper for you to take.
>>228818
>>228823
>>228828
>>228830
>>228836
>30/50
You take a deep breath to still your shaking frame, your wings giving a brief, nervous twitch as you look out at the classroom.
Most are smiling faces, though you're pretty sure that orange one with the purple mane in the back is asleep, and a pink filly wearing a crown or something looks rather bored.
Nevertheless you squeak out, "My name is Puffs. N-nice to meet you."
"Puffs?" The bored one says, eyebrow cocking as a grin takes form, "What kind of name-"
"Hi puffs!"
The pink pony's comment is disrupted by a white filly with a purple and pink colored mane shouting and waving a hoof in your direction, face nothing but smile and glittering eyes.
"What a cute name you have, Puffs," Miss Cheerilee says, making your face hot as you whisper a thank you to her, before she points to a seat in the third row.
You quickly make your way to your seat, glad to be away from the front of the class, though their gazes follow you to your chair.
You unpack the meager supplies you brought: A few pencils, some paper, a few crayons, and that Wonderbolts pin your folks gave you after you went to that show. Seeing it makes you smile, and you relax a bit.
"Psst."
You look up, seeing a dark blue pony with grey mane holding a slip of paper for you to take.
>>228875
>>228878
>>228880
Miss Cheerilee turns around to write something on the chalkboard, and you quickly take the note. The colt in front of you just nods subtly and goes back to watching Cheerilee.
The notes folded in half, but there's nothing written on the top. Is it for you, or some other pony?
You look around, but no other pony is looking in your direction, all gazes turned either to Miss Cheerilee or a book in front of them.
>>228878
>>228880
Miss Cheerilee turns around to write something on the chalkboard, and you quickly take the note. The colt in front of you just nods subtly and goes back to watching Cheerilee.
The notes folded in half, but there's nothing written on the top. Is it for you, or some other pony?
You look around, but no other pony is looking in your direction, all gazes turned either to Miss Cheerilee or a book in front of them.
>>228924
Your cheeks are warm as you look around once more, but you can't see anyone's eyes from here. Who could it be from?
As you look around, Miss Cheerilee turns and looks in your direction, smiling.
"And if you need any help, don't be afraid to come talk to me."
You thank her and smile, only resuming your mind racing when she turns back around to start her lesson.
>Write on note and hand it back
>Try and ask pony in front of you who it's from
>Put note in desk
>Speculate wildly
Your cheeks are warm as you look around once more, but you can't see anyone's eyes from here. Who could it be from?
As you look around, Miss Cheerilee turns and looks in your direction, smiling.
"And if you need any help, don't be afraid to come talk to me."
You thank her and smile, only resuming your mind racing when she turns back around to start her lesson.
>Write on note and hand it back
>Try and ask pony in front of you who it's from
>Put note in desk
>Speculate wildly
>>228934
>>228938
>>228939
>>228945
>>228946
>>228940
>>228942
Your mind races as you scrawl a thank you on the note. Who else has green eyes? You didn't really get a good look at the whole class….
Maybe that pink one with the crown?
What about that white one who waved at you?
The orange one was asleep so it couldn't be her, plus she's a row behind you.
And there's still so many in the class you don't even know! This is impossible…
You sigh gently as you tap the back of the colt in front of you, and quietly slip the note in his hand.
Roll 2d10. First rolls taken.
>>228938
>>228939
>>228945
>>228946
>>228940
>>228942
Your mind races as you scrawl a thank you on the note. Who else has green eyes? You didn't really get a good look at the whole class….
Maybe that pink one with the crown?
What about that white one who waved at you?
The orange one was asleep so it couldn't be her, plus she's a row behind you.
And there's still so many in the class you don't even know! This is impossible…
You sigh gently as you tap the back of the colt in front of you, and quietly slip the note in his hand.
Roll 2d10. First rolls taken.
>>228964
>13
'2d10'
You grab it back from the colt before he can take it, scribbling out your thank you. M-maybe it's a nice filly and she wants to be complimented too, right?
You write "You too" in your chicken scratch and try to hand it off again without Miss Cheerilee noticing.
Roll #1 4, 6 = 10
>13
'2d10'
You grab it back from the colt before he can take it, scribbling out your thank you. M-maybe it's a nice filly and she wants to be complimented too, right?
You write "You too" in your chicken scratch and try to hand it off again without Miss Cheerilee noticing.
Roll #1 4, 6 = 10
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oh jeez sorry I am doing things but I'll try to keep up at the same time
>>228977
>10 v 13
Miss Cheerilee continues her lecture of sorts, talking about math or something, as you hand the revised letter to the colt and the note makes its way across the class.
Your eyes follow the quiet passing of the note, until it lands on the desk occupied by that seemingly friendly white filly at the front. You think you hear a sharp intake of breath as she reads it, and her smile widens as she turns and waves at you again.
"Sweetie Belle, I know you're excited about our new student," Miss Cheerilee scolds, a soft smile in her eyes as she walks over and takes the note from Sweeties energetic hoof, "But please, pay attention. You'll have time to talk to him at recess."
She looks inside the note and her expression softens a little more, before she walks back to the front desk and places it next to a large stack of papers.
"Now…where were we?"
<Fast forward to recess?>
>10 v 13
Miss Cheerilee continues her lecture of sorts, talking about math or something, as you hand the revised letter to the colt and the note makes its way across the class.
Your eyes follow the quiet passing of the note, until it lands on the desk occupied by that seemingly friendly white filly at the front. You think you hear a sharp intake of breath as she reads it, and her smile widens as she turns and waves at you again.
"Sweetie Belle, I know you're excited about our new student," Miss Cheerilee scolds, a soft smile in her eyes as she walks over and takes the note from Sweeties energetic hoof, "But please, pay attention. You'll have time to talk to him at recess."
She looks inside the note and her expression softens a little more, before she walks back to the front desk and places it next to a large stack of papers.
"Now…where were we?"
<Fast forward to recess?>
>>229001
>>229003
You think you catch Sweetie looking your way throughout the lessons, but you can't be sure since you try to pay attention to avoid scolding. Plus, your parents want you to do well, so there's that.
The bell rings, startling you nearly out of your seat as your classmates hop up and rush for the door, clamoring to get outside with exuberant cries of "Recess!"
Despite having been asleep, that orange pony from the row behind you is nearly first out the door.
You're the last out of the room, only Cheerilee behind you ensuring all the students are out. Outside you flex your wings. They feel stifled after sitting for what felt like so long.
There are a smattering of ponies all over the field and playground beside the schoolhouse.
Who will you join?
>That Sweetie Belle pony and the orange one seem to be playing with some yellow pony with a ribbon in her red mane. They're standing on the four square court, with the orange pony playing two squares.
>A smattering of other colts are playing basketball while a gaggle of fillies watch
>The slide looks nice
>Do nothing, sitting off to the side and trying to look inconspicuous.
>>229003
You think you catch Sweetie looking your way throughout the lessons, but you can't be sure since you try to pay attention to avoid scolding. Plus, your parents want you to do well, so there's that.
The bell rings, startling you nearly out of your seat as your classmates hop up and rush for the door, clamoring to get outside with exuberant cries of "Recess!"
Despite having been asleep, that orange pony from the row behind you is nearly first out the door.
You're the last out of the room, only Cheerilee behind you ensuring all the students are out. Outside you flex your wings. They feel stifled after sitting for what felt like so long.
There are a smattering of ponies all over the field and playground beside the schoolhouse.
Who will you join?
>That Sweetie Belle pony and the orange one seem to be playing with some yellow pony with a ribbon in her red mane. They're standing on the four square court, with the orange pony playing two squares.
>A smattering of other colts are playing basketball while a gaggle of fillies watch
>The slide looks nice
>Do nothing, sitting off to the side and trying to look inconspicuous.
>>229022
>>229025
>>229030
>>229035
>>229038
>Majority says slide from what I can see.
You make your way onto the playground, drawing a few eyes since you're something new. The ones playing sports pay you no heed, but those idling around or playing with their little hoop de hoops stop to see you trot up the small wooden steps to the top of the slide.
It goes down at a straight angle, it's not one of those spiraling slides like back home.
And idea forms in your head. Maybe you could glide down the slide? Would that make you go faster? Or better yet, would that make you fly?
>Do it!
>Don't do it. Slide down normally.
>Maybe I don't want to go down the slide after all.
>>229025
>>229030
>>229035
>>229038
>Majority says slide from what I can see.
You make your way onto the playground, drawing a few eyes since you're something new. The ones playing sports pay you no heed, but those idling around or playing with their little hoop de hoops stop to see you trot up the small wooden steps to the top of the slide.
It goes down at a straight angle, it's not one of those spiraling slides like back home.
And idea forms in your head. Maybe you could glide down the slide? Would that make you go faster? Or better yet, would that make you fly?
>Do it!
>Don't do it. Slide down normally.
>Maybe I don't want to go down the slide after all.
>>229050
>>229052
>>229053
>>229054
>>229056
>Do it!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j6tFHkSjcWY
You take a deep breath and flap your wings, feeling them stretch out. There's a gentle breeze coming in from behind that makes them flutter and feel tingly, sending a shiver down your spine that makes your heart rapidly in your tiny chest.
A cautious hoof on the slide says it's pretty new, it holds very little friction.
Perfect.
You lick your lips; It's go time!
You hop onto the slide, angling downward, and you feel yourself move forward rapidly. It's a long slide, and you're going fast!
You're 3/4 the way down the slide when sudden inspiration hits you: What if you angle your wings? It'd launch you, right?
>Do it!
>I'd rather just go fast near the ground, thanks.
>Panic and try to stop.
>>229052
>>229053
>>229054
>>229056
>Do it!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j6tFHkSjcWY
You take a deep breath and flap your wings, feeling them stretch out. There's a gentle breeze coming in from behind that makes them flutter and feel tingly, sending a shiver down your spine that makes your heart rapidly in your tiny chest.
A cautious hoof on the slide says it's pretty new, it holds very little friction.
Perfect.
You lick your lips; It's go time!
You hop onto the slide, angling downward, and you feel yourself move forward rapidly. It's a long slide, and you're going fast!
You're 3/4 the way down the slide when sudden inspiration hits you: What if you angle your wings? It'd launch you, right?
>Do it!
>I'd rather just go fast near the ground, thanks.
>Panic and try to stop.
>>229088
>>229089
>>229091
>>229094
>>229098
>35/50, two nat 10's
>DM roll of 8/10
The wind picks up behind you, pushing you faster!
You blink as you shift your wings just a bit, and the next moment you see nothing but the top of the schoolhouse and open sky.
You can't help but let out a whoop of incredible satisfaction as you bullet up and over the top of the schoolhouse, drawing the eye of every pony in the area, both big and small.
The feel of the wind in your mane, the noise of how fast you're going… it's pretty awesome.
But shortly the momentum falters, and your flight peters out. You start to glide gently over some trees on the other side of the school.
Following that intuition from before, you turn yourself and flap your left wing, making a right turn as you glide towards the ground, pointing back towards the school playground from which you came.
Now….how to land without hitting that group of ponies swelling near the school?
Roll, first 3 1d10 rolls taken.
>>229089
>>229091
>>229094
>>229098
>35/50, two nat 10's
>DM roll of 8/10
The wind picks up behind you, pushing you faster!
You blink as you shift your wings just a bit, and the next moment you see nothing but the top of the schoolhouse and open sky.
You can't help but let out a whoop of incredible satisfaction as you bullet up and over the top of the schoolhouse, drawing the eye of every pony in the area, both big and small.
The feel of the wind in your mane, the noise of how fast you're going… it's pretty awesome.
But shortly the momentum falters, and your flight peters out. You start to glide gently over some trees on the other side of the school.
Following that intuition from before, you turn yourself and flap your left wing, making a right turn as you glide towards the ground, pointing back towards the school playground from which you came.
Now….how to land without hitting that group of ponies swelling near the school?
Roll, first 3 1d10 rolls taken.
>>229122
>>229123
>>229126
>19/30
As you descend you wonder if Sweetie saw that. The thought sends your mind a tumble and throws off your concentration, so you falter as you close in on your landing spot next to the crowd, hooves skipping along the ground as you fly past your landing goal and further out into the field. You wobble, trying to keep from crashing headlong into the dirt, and barely manage to succeed, earning only some dirt scuffs on your legs.
You let out a sigh of relief as the crowd of little foals explode in cheering, rushing to surround you.
"That was AWESOME!"
"Did you see that, Scootaloo?"
"I don't know of anypony my age who can fly like that!"
"He's the next Rainbow Dash! Calling it now!"
You can't make sense of anything after that, so loud is the swarm of ponies around you.
>Play it cool, wave and stuff
>Try to walk out of crowd
>Say thanks
>Oh Celestia help me (automatic spaghetti)
>>229123
>>229126
>19/30
As you descend you wonder if Sweetie saw that. The thought sends your mind a tumble and throws off your concentration, so you falter as you close in on your landing spot next to the crowd, hooves skipping along the ground as you fly past your landing goal and further out into the field. You wobble, trying to keep from crashing headlong into the dirt, and barely manage to succeed, earning only some dirt scuffs on your legs.
You let out a sigh of relief as the crowd of little foals explode in cheering, rushing to surround you.
"That was AWESOME!"
"Did you see that, Scootaloo?"
"I don't know of anypony my age who can fly like that!"
"He's the next Rainbow Dash! Calling it now!"
You can't make sense of anything after that, so loud is the swarm of ponies around you.
>Play it cool, wave and stuff
>Try to walk out of crowd
>Say thanks
>Oh Celestia help me (automatic spaghetti)
>>229145
>>229153
>>229152
>>229150
>>229155
>Say Thanks
All the attention has you blushing, but you're happy. You try and say thanks to the ponies trying to shake hooves with you, not sure if you can be heard over the din of the crowd of excited foals.
"Now, now, everyone, give our new student some space," you hear a friendly, authoritative voice call out.
The crowd back up a little, clearing a path for Miss Cheerilee to approach you.
"That was quite the stunt, mister Puffs," she says with a smile, "A bit dangerous for a colt your age though, don't you think?"
>How do you respond?
>>229153
>>229152
>>229150
>>229155
>Say Thanks
All the attention has you blushing, but you're happy. You try and say thanks to the ponies trying to shake hooves with you, not sure if you can be heard over the din of the crowd of excited foals.
"Now, now, everyone, give our new student some space," you hear a friendly, authoritative voice call out.
The crowd back up a little, clearing a path for Miss Cheerilee to approach you.
"That was quite the stunt, mister Puffs," she says with a smile, "A bit dangerous for a colt your age though, don't you think?"
>How do you respond?
>>229166
>>229170
>>229168
>>229167
>>229169
You're a bit conflicted, though you're worried she's mad. So you half heartedly apologize.
"S-sorry Miss Cheerilee."
She reaches a hoof out and rustles your mane, laughing.
"I'm just teasing you. Though you should really only fly like that in nice, open areas. Wouldn't want you getting hurt, now would we?" She flashes a smile before stepping beside you and nudging you toward the schoolhouse, "Now go inside and get washed up, can't have you looking like you just went through a hurricane in my class."
You blush and head for the schoolhouse as Miss Cheerilee begins to calm the crowd of foals down, making sure they don't follow you and instructing the other young pegasi on flight safety.
<con'td, one sec.>
>>229170
>>229168
>>229167
>>229169
You're a bit conflicted, though you're worried she's mad. So you half heartedly apologize.
"S-sorry Miss Cheerilee."
She reaches a hoof out and rustles your mane, laughing.
"I'm just teasing you. Though you should really only fly like that in nice, open areas. Wouldn't want you getting hurt, now would we?" She flashes a smile before stepping beside you and nudging you toward the schoolhouse, "Now go inside and get washed up, can't have you looking like you just went through a hurricane in my class."
You blush and head for the schoolhouse as Miss Cheerilee begins to calm the crowd of foals down, making sure they don't follow you and instructing the other young pegasi on flight safety.
<con'td, one sec.>
>>229176
You find your way to the bathroom and, using wettened paper towels from the dispenser, wash your legs and hooves. You can't stop smiling, thinking of how awesome that stunt was.
You look at your flank suddenly, wondering if you got your cutie mark.
Sadly, it remains blank.
You pout, briefly, before your mind turns to wondering what getting your cutie mark feels like, as you exit the bathroom.
Does it tingle? Sting? Feels like nothing at all?
Your musings are interrupted by a hissing noise, a brief "Pssssssst" in the hallway.
>Investigate
>Head back outside
>Run back outside screaming "Snake!"
You find your way to the bathroom and, using wettened paper towels from the dispenser, wash your legs and hooves. You can't stop smiling, thinking of how awesome that stunt was.
You look at your flank suddenly, wondering if you got your cutie mark.
Sadly, it remains blank.
You pout, briefly, before your mind turns to wondering what getting your cutie mark feels like, as you exit the bathroom.
Does it tingle? Sting? Feels like nothing at all?
Your musings are interrupted by a hissing noise, a brief "Pssssssst" in the hallway.
>Investigate
>Head back outside
>Run back outside screaming "Snake!"
>>229177
>>229179
>>229181
>>229182
>>229183
>>229184
>Investigate
You cautiously walk down the hallway, head cocked to one side as you ask if someone's there.
You're making your way past a garbage can when an orange pony with a purple mane bursts from it with a cheer, smiling despite being covered in garbage as she showers you with discarded juice boxes with her exit.
>Reaction?
>>229179
>>229181
>>229182
>>229183
>>229184
>Investigate
You cautiously walk down the hallway, head cocked to one side as you ask if someone's there.
You're making your way past a garbage can when an orange pony with a purple mane bursts from it with a cheer, smiling despite being covered in garbage as she showers you with discarded juice boxes with her exit.
>Reaction?
>>229193
>>229191
>>229195
"AAH!" you yell as you stumble backwards into the wall behind you, heard in your throat from the sudden shock, "Don't do that!"
The orange pony giggles as she clambers out of the garbage bin, causing a minor raucous as boxes hit the floor, "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you so bad," she looks around at the trash on the floor, "Ugh, I'm gonna have to clean this or Miss Cheerilee'll give me detention."
>>229190
>>229197
"What were you doing in the trash can anyway? Do you always do that before you meet somepony?"
She begins to pick up the trash, giving you a weird look as she picks up a banana peel and mutters "Ew, gross."
"No, no I don't. But after seeing your landing, I knew Miss Cheerilee would send you in here to clean yourself, so I ran inside and hid while she was talking to you," she motions to the hallway, "Not really many better hiding places out here, so I did what I had to."
"Uh huh," you reply, confused but somehow enamored to this crazy filly. Maybe it's because she's your fan, apparently. "So uh, who are you?"
She turns around, nearly bouncing as she introduces herself.
"My names Scootaloo, but you can call me Scoots if you want." She eyes you once over, beginning to circle you now that you're standing in the center of the hallway again, "So how'd you go that fast, huh? Was pretty cool-" She stops, staring at your flank, "You're a blank flank too? Oh wow, that's amazing! That's extra amazing! You've gotta tell me how you did it then! And meet my friends! And Rainbow Dash! Oh man this is so exciting!"
>>229191
>>229195
"AAH!" you yell as you stumble backwards into the wall behind you, heard in your throat from the sudden shock, "Don't do that!"
The orange pony giggles as she clambers out of the garbage bin, causing a minor raucous as boxes hit the floor, "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you so bad," she looks around at the trash on the floor, "Ugh, I'm gonna have to clean this or Miss Cheerilee'll give me detention."
>>229190
>>229197
"What were you doing in the trash can anyway? Do you always do that before you meet somepony?"
She begins to pick up the trash, giving you a weird look as she picks up a banana peel and mutters "Ew, gross."
"No, no I don't. But after seeing your landing, I knew Miss Cheerilee would send you in here to clean yourself, so I ran inside and hid while she was talking to you," she motions to the hallway, "Not really many better hiding places out here, so I did what I had to."
"Uh huh," you reply, confused but somehow enamored to this crazy filly. Maybe it's because she's your fan, apparently. "So uh, who are you?"
She turns around, nearly bouncing as she introduces herself.
"My names Scootaloo, but you can call me Scoots if you want." She eyes you once over, beginning to circle you now that you're standing in the center of the hallway again, "So how'd you go that fast, huh? Was pretty cool-" She stops, staring at your flank, "You're a blank flank too? Oh wow, that's amazing! That's extra amazing! You've gotta tell me how you did it then! And meet my friends! And Rainbow Dash! Oh man this is so exciting!"
>>229202
>>229206
>If you want to do this, you'll need to make a spaghetti roll. Decide if you'd like to do this before proceeding.
>>229209
>>229207
>>229210
Scootaloo's energetic barrage of questions surprises you, but you're happy to try and answer some of them. Is this what it's like to have fans?
"Th-thanks. I got kinda lucky with the wind and stuff, but-"
"Wait and tell me after class, recess is ending soon," Scootaloo interrupts, quickly tossing the remaining garbage that was on the floor back into the bin before looking at herself in disgust, "Plus, I gotta wash this ick off me."
She gives you a fleeting look as she heads off towards the girls restroom, her little wings buzzing with excitement, "You wanna meet me after school at the flagpole?"
>>229206
>If you want to do this, you'll need to make a spaghetti roll. Decide if you'd like to do this before proceeding.
>>229209
>>229207
>>229210
Scootaloo's energetic barrage of questions surprises you, but you're happy to try and answer some of them. Is this what it's like to have fans?
"Th-thanks. I got kinda lucky with the wind and stuff, but-"
"Wait and tell me after class, recess is ending soon," Scootaloo interrupts, quickly tossing the remaining garbage that was on the floor back into the bin before looking at herself in disgust, "Plus, I gotta wash this ick off me."
She gives you a fleeting look as she heads off towards the girls restroom, her little wings buzzing with excitement, "You wanna meet me after school at the flagpole?"
>>229212
>>229217
>>229218
>>229221
"Sure!" You say enthusiastically, waving as she slips out of view to wash herself. 'She seems nice,' you think to yourself before a bell rings, signifying the end of recess.
The crowd of ponies come wandering back in, still excited about your performance, though they just smile and nod as they pass you.
Except for the pink one with the crown, and some grey colored filly that she whispers to as they walk by.
Hmm….
>>229220
>Friendship level for Scootaloo: Friendly
<Fast forward and meet with Scootaloo?>
>>229217
>>229218
>>229221
"Sure!" You say enthusiastically, waving as she slips out of view to wash herself. 'She seems nice,' you think to yourself before a bell rings, signifying the end of recess.
The crowd of ponies come wandering back in, still excited about your performance, though they just smile and nod as they pass you.
Except for the pink one with the crown, and some grey colored filly that she whispers to as they walk by.
Hmm….
>>229220
>Friendship level for Scootaloo: Friendly
<Fast forward and meet with Scootaloo?>
>>229227
>>229230
>>229232
>>229236
>>229239
>>229238
You join the crowd as you head back to class, when a light blue unicorn with a short, purple mane tries to strike up conversation with you.
"Hey. Hey, Puffs, was it?"
"Yeah?"
He smiles, "Nice to meet ya! My names Brynn. Brynn Star. That was some nice flying you did back there."
You can't help but notice he has a cutie mark. It appears to be….an open book?
>>229230
>>229232
>>229236
>>229239
>>229238
You join the crowd as you head back to class, when a light blue unicorn with a short, purple mane tries to strike up conversation with you.
"Hey. Hey, Puffs, was it?"
"Yeah?"
He smiles, "Nice to meet ya! My names Brynn. Brynn Star. That was some nice flying you did back there."
You can't help but notice he has a cutie mark. It appears to be….an open book?
>>229252
>>229253
>>229254
>>229256
>>229257
>>229258
The two of you stop outside the classroom, shaking hooves as you thank him for the compliment.
"So what's your cutie mark mean?"
"Oh, yeah," he says as he looks at his own haunch, "Got this while I was just talking to a group of people. Not really even sure what for, it just sorta popped up. I read a lot and have plenty of tangential knowledge, or so my parents say, so maybe that has something to do with it?"
"What kind of a name is Brynn, anyway?"
He snorts, "What kind of a name is Puffs?" He smiles playfully before waving a hoof in the air, "Just joshin'. My name's my name, blame my parents."
Miss Cheerilee starts roll call from the classroom, putting an end to your conversation. But not before Brynn says, "Hey, if you ever got questions about something, ask me. I might be able to help you out."
Seems friendly enough.
>>229253
>>229254
>>229256
>>229257
>>229258
The two of you stop outside the classroom, shaking hooves as you thank him for the compliment.
"So what's your cutie mark mean?"
"Oh, yeah," he says as he looks at his own haunch, "Got this while I was just talking to a group of people. Not really even sure what for, it just sorta popped up. I read a lot and have plenty of tangential knowledge, or so my parents say, so maybe that has something to do with it?"
"What kind of a name is Brynn, anyway?"
He snorts, "What kind of a name is Puffs?" He smiles playfully before waving a hoof in the air, "Just joshin'. My name's my name, blame my parents."
Miss Cheerilee starts roll call from the classroom, putting an end to your conversation. But not before Brynn says, "Hey, if you ever got questions about something, ask me. I might be able to help you out."
Seems friendly enough.
>>229260
>>229263
You return to your seat, opening your desk to retrieve a pencil as instructed, and find a note inside.
Upon opening the note, you find it's the very same one that was confiscated from Sweetie earlier.
You're a little confused, but you don't let it distract you from the lesson after Ms. Cheerilee says there'll be a test tomorrow on the information presented.
<Time skip>
The bell rings, signifying the end of the school day as you blink and wonder where time went. Ponies start packing their things and heading out, Scootaloo bumping you as she walks past and nodding her head toward the door before exiting.
Brynn walks over, "So, whatcha doing after school? Got some flight practice in, heading home or something?"
>>229263
You return to your seat, opening your desk to retrieve a pencil as instructed, and find a note inside.
Upon opening the note, you find it's the very same one that was confiscated from Sweetie earlier.
You're a little confused, but you don't let it distract you from the lesson after Ms. Cheerilee says there'll be a test tomorrow on the information presented.
<Time skip>
The bell rings, signifying the end of the school day as you blink and wonder where time went. Ponies start packing their things and heading out, Scootaloo bumping you as she walks past and nodding her head toward the door before exiting.
Brynn walks over, "So, whatcha doing after school? Got some flight practice in, heading home or something?"
>>229266
>>229268
>>229269
>>229270
>>229271
"I'm meeting….Scootaloo at the flagpole. She wants to talk about how I did that stunt and meet some friends of hers."
"Oh, Scootaloo? And her friends, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, I assume. They're alright, yeah. Just watch for Diamond Tiara and them going at it. If they start fighting, I suggest just getting out of the way."
Before you can inquire further about this, Ms. Cheerillee approaches, causing Brynn to wave goodbye and head out the door before you can invite him along.
"Have you made a friend already, Puffs?"
>>229268
>>229269
>>229270
>>229271
"I'm meeting….Scootaloo at the flagpole. She wants to talk about how I did that stunt and meet some friends of hers."
"Oh, Scootaloo? And her friends, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, I assume. They're alright, yeah. Just watch for Diamond Tiara and them going at it. If they start fighting, I suggest just getting out of the way."
Before you can inquire further about this, Ms. Cheerillee approaches, causing Brynn to wave goodbye and head out the door before you can invite him along.
"Have you made a friend already, Puffs?"
>>229276
>>229277
>>229278
>>229279
>>229280
"Yeah, I think! Brynn seems pretty cool, and Scootaloo was real excited about my flying."
Cheerilee giggles a little, "The whole class will be talking about that for some time, I'm sure. It was very impressive for a colt your age. Keep that up and some day you could get into the Wonderbolts program!"
You blush, "A-and I got a note from somepony. I think you said her name was Sweetie?"
Ms. Cheerilee lets out a gentle sigh as she continues to smile, "Oh, yes. I gave you your note back because I thought it was just adorable. Plus, green eyes are the best," she says with a wink.
She also has green eyes.
>Ask about Brynn
>Ask about Diamond Tiara
>Agree green eyes are the best, and compliment her on hers
>>229277
>>229278
>>229279
>>229280
"Yeah, I think! Brynn seems pretty cool, and Scootaloo was real excited about my flying."
Cheerilee giggles a little, "The whole class will be talking about that for some time, I'm sure. It was very impressive for a colt your age. Keep that up and some day you could get into the Wonderbolts program!"
You blush, "A-and I got a note from somepony. I think you said her name was Sweetie?"
Ms. Cheerilee lets out a gentle sigh as she continues to smile, "Oh, yes. I gave you your note back because I thought it was just adorable. Plus, green eyes are the best," she says with a wink.
She also has green eyes.
>Ask about Brynn
>Ask about Diamond Tiara
>Agree green eyes are the best, and compliment her on hers
>>229284
>>229290
>>229291
>Ask about Brynn
"Oh, he's a wonderful helper. Sometimes he helps me grade papers, set up class lessons, take role call, you name it! Most the students seem to like him, or are on fair terms with him too. I think you two will get along just fine."
>Ask about Diamond Tiara
For the first time since you've met, you see Ms. Cheerilee frown a little.
"Oh, she's a good student. Does her homework and such. But she's mean to some of the other students sometimes. Especially Sweetie, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo." She shakes her head, "I just hope they put that water under the bridge and learn to get along before I have to get their families involved."
>Are there any other questions you wish to ask, or for her to elaborate on any of those before complimenting her and leaving?
>>229290
>>229291
>Ask about Brynn
"Oh, he's a wonderful helper. Sometimes he helps me grade papers, set up class lessons, take role call, you name it! Most the students seem to like him, or are on fair terms with him too. I think you two will get along just fine."
>Ask about Diamond Tiara
For the first time since you've met, you see Ms. Cheerilee frown a little.
"Oh, she's a good student. Does her homework and such. But she's mean to some of the other students sometimes. Especially Sweetie, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo." She shakes her head, "I just hope they put that water under the bridge and learn to get along before I have to get their families involved."
>Are there any other questions you wish to ask, or for her to elaborate on any of those before complimenting her and leaving?
>>229299
>>229305
Ms. Cheerilee shrugs, "She might be jealous of their little club. What was it called again? Oh, yes, the Cutie Mark Crusaders. She can't join because she has a cutie mark, and sometimes I think she resents that."
She shakes her head a little, "But that's enough of that. Now start getting on home or off to your extracurricular activities, and remember you have a test tomorrow over today's math lesson. If you need help, ask Brynn or find me at the library between 4 and 6."
With that, you pack up your little saddlebag of school supplies and head for the door.
You briefly stop and say, "I think you have nice eyes too, Ms. Cheerilee," just loud enough for her to hear before darting out the door, cheeks burning as you run to meet Scootaloo at the flagpole in front of the schoolhouse.
>>229305
Ms. Cheerilee shrugs, "She might be jealous of their little club. What was it called again? Oh, yes, the Cutie Mark Crusaders. She can't join because she has a cutie mark, and sometimes I think she resents that."
She shakes her head a little, "But that's enough of that. Now start getting on home or off to your extracurricular activities, and remember you have a test tomorrow over today's math lesson. If you need help, ask Brynn or find me at the library between 4 and 6."
With that, you pack up your little saddlebag of school supplies and head for the door.
You briefly stop and say, "I think you have nice eyes too, Ms. Cheerilee," just loud enough for her to hear before darting out the door, cheeks burning as you run to meet Scootaloo at the flagpole in front of the schoolhouse.
>>229314
>>229318
>>229319
Turns out the flagpole isn't very far, and the trio of ponies at the flagpole give you a weird look as you come to a screeching halt, nearly hitting the pole.
Scootaloo smiles, "And I thought I was excited for our meeting!"
You laugh nervously before the yellow pony with a ribbon in her red hair says, "Your cheeks are red enough to be apples ripe for harvest! What happened?"
"Oh, right, I almost forgot. Puffs, this is Apple Bloom. She lives at Sweet Apple Acres."
"Pleased ta meetcha!" Apple Bloom says energetically.
"And this," Scootaloo continues, pointing to Sweetie, "Is-"
"Sweetie Belle," you reply, stunning everyone before you hastily fill in, "I heard Miss Cheerilee say her name. Sorry."
"That's alright," Sweetie says, smiling as she blushes lightly. Perhaps she's thinking of the note shared between the two of you, the one in your saddlebag now.
"That's everyone! Hey, want to go to the clubhouse?" Scootaloo asks Apple Bloom.
"Hmm….I dunno. Never had a boy in there before…"
"What's it matter? He's a blank flank like us," Sweetie Belle chimes in.
"I'm just sayin. Sure we could, if you want. But it's a ways off. Does he even have time for that?"
"That's a good point," Scootaloo says, pondering as she asks you, "Hey, you have time for hanging out, or does your family expect you home soon?"
<You have until 7pm approximately to do whatever before your parents get worried.>
>Go to the clubhouse (Travel time will mean this is the only thing you can do before going home.)
>Just talk with them here before they head to the clubhouse or head to their respective homes.
>Just have a quick chat and go do something else
>>229318
>>229319
Turns out the flagpole isn't very far, and the trio of ponies at the flagpole give you a weird look as you come to a screeching halt, nearly hitting the pole.
Scootaloo smiles, "And I thought I was excited for our meeting!"
You laugh nervously before the yellow pony with a ribbon in her red hair says, "Your cheeks are red enough to be apples ripe for harvest! What happened?"
"Oh, right, I almost forgot. Puffs, this is Apple Bloom. She lives at Sweet Apple Acres."
"Pleased ta meetcha!" Apple Bloom says energetically.
"And this," Scootaloo continues, pointing to Sweetie, "Is-"
"Sweetie Belle," you reply, stunning everyone before you hastily fill in, "I heard Miss Cheerilee say her name. Sorry."
"That's alright," Sweetie says, smiling as she blushes lightly. Perhaps she's thinking of the note shared between the two of you, the one in your saddlebag now.
"That's everyone! Hey, want to go to the clubhouse?" Scootaloo asks Apple Bloom.
"Hmm….I dunno. Never had a boy in there before…"
"What's it matter? He's a blank flank like us," Sweetie Belle chimes in.
"I'm just sayin. Sure we could, if you want. But it's a ways off. Does he even have time for that?"
"That's a good point," Scootaloo says, pondering as she asks you, "Hey, you have time for hanging out, or does your family expect you home soon?"
<You have until 7pm approximately to do whatever before your parents get worried.>
>Go to the clubhouse (Travel time will mean this is the only thing you can do before going home.)
>Just talk with them here before they head to the clubhouse or head to their respective homes.
>Just have a quick chat and go do something else
>>229328
>>229337
Sweetie blushes at your question while Scootaloo makes a nauseated face and Apple Bloom protests.
"What?! We ain't like that! Look if you don't want to come to our clubhouse-"
You laugh, "I was joking, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'd be happy to check out your clubhouse."
The three share a laugh of relief before everyone picks up their saddlebags and head out, Apple Bloom leading the way while Scootaloo and Sweetie hang behind to talk with you.
>Talk with Scootaloo
>Talk with Sweetie
>Have one of them lead and swap spots with Apple bloom so you can talk to her.
<One conversation will take the entire trips time.>
>>229337
Sweetie blushes at your question while Scootaloo makes a nauseated face and Apple Bloom protests.
"What?! We ain't like that! Look if you don't want to come to our clubhouse-"
You laugh, "I was joking, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'd be happy to check out your clubhouse."
The three share a laugh of relief before everyone picks up their saddlebags and head out, Apple Bloom leading the way while Scootaloo and Sweetie hang behind to talk with you.
>Talk with Scootaloo
>Talk with Sweetie
>Have one of them lead and swap spots with Apple bloom so you can talk to her.
<One conversation will take the entire trips time.>
>>229369
>7/10
>Minimal spaghetti
"W-well, I mean it. You've got green eyes like mine, and your eyelashes are cute too."
"Kinda girly for a boy," Scootaloo comments idly.
"Hey! They're nice looking, and, and I just wanted him to know that!" She blushes, eyes darting around rapidly before she looks at you and whispers, "You're welcome."
>7/10
>Minimal spaghetti
"W-well, I mean it. You've got green eyes like mine, and your eyelashes are cute too."
"Kinda girly for a boy," Scootaloo comments idly.
"Hey! They're nice looking, and, and I just wanted him to know that!" She blushes, eyes darting around rapidly before she looks at you and whispers, "You're welcome."
>>229373
>>229375
Sweetie perks up at the question, "Well, my sister is Rarity, she's a clothing designer. She's really good! Everyone in Ponyville likes her designs. And I get to help her sometimes, which is a lot of fun. I like helping my mom cook, hopefully someday I'll be as good as her at it. I also like to sing a lot."
You can't help but notice her voice cracks a lot while she talks.
"So, what'd you think of that flying trick I did?" You ask, trying not to sound like you're bragging.
Sweetie begins to hop along, talking in a rush like she's going to run out of time to say it, "Oh it was great! I've never seen a pony fly that fast besides Rainbow Dash or the Wonderbolts, but they're all grown so that's kind of expected I guess, but that was really, really cool and I hope you get to do it again, and maybe Scootaloo can learn to do that too-"
"We're here!" Apple Bloom announces, bringing your little convoy, and conversation with Sweetie, to a halt as you take in the clubhouse for the first time.
<cont'd, one sec>
>>229375
Sweetie perks up at the question, "Well, my sister is Rarity, she's a clothing designer. She's really good! Everyone in Ponyville likes her designs. And I get to help her sometimes, which is a lot of fun. I like helping my mom cook, hopefully someday I'll be as good as her at it. I also like to sing a lot."
You can't help but notice her voice cracks a lot while she talks.
"So, what'd you think of that flying trick I did?" You ask, trying not to sound like you're bragging.
Sweetie begins to hop along, talking in a rush like she's going to run out of time to say it, "Oh it was great! I've never seen a pony fly that fast besides Rainbow Dash or the Wonderbolts, but they're all grown so that's kind of expected I guess, but that was really, really cool and I hope you get to do it again, and maybe Scootaloo can learn to do that too-"
"We're here!" Apple Bloom announces, bringing your little convoy, and conversation with Sweetie, to a halt as you take in the clubhouse for the first time.
<cont'd, one sec>
>>229381
"Aww, I hardly got to ask what he likes to do or anything!" Sweetie complains.
"You can always talk to him later, he's in our class," Apple Bloom replies, walking up the ramp to the clubhouse door.
It's….nice. That's the first word that comes to mind. It's fair sized for a clubhouse, set up on a tree, with some solid looking construction and paint work. The interior is somewhat sparse, but there's a table and some fliers for various programs or personalities around town, plus some drawings and class projects. It's very homely in a way.
"So, what do you think?" Scootaloo asks anxiously, her and the two others staring at you expectantly.
"Aww, I hardly got to ask what he likes to do or anything!" Sweetie complains.
"You can always talk to him later, he's in our class," Apple Bloom replies, walking up the ramp to the clubhouse door.
It's….nice. That's the first word that comes to mind. It's fair sized for a clubhouse, set up on a tree, with some solid looking construction and paint work. The interior is somewhat sparse, but there's a table and some fliers for various programs or personalities around town, plus some drawings and class projects. It's very homely in a way.
"So, what do you think?" Scootaloo asks anxiously, her and the two others staring at you expectantly.
>>229388
>>229391
>>229390
>>229394
>>229395
>>229396
"I like it!" You decide, and the trio of fillies sigh with relief. "Who made this place?"
"Well, my sister gave it to us," Apple Bloom says bashfully, "But it was kinda run down, so I fixed it up for official club stuff. Can't have a club in some run down lookin shack."
"Well it sure doesn't look like one now! And what's this club? Is it just the three of you?"
Apple Bloom shakes her head, "Naw, we instated my cousin, Babs, into the Cutie Mark Crusaders. She lives over in Manehattan though, so as far as Ponyville goes it's just us three right now."
>Ask about membership
>Don't press the issue
>Ask what the plan is for hanging out in the clubhouse
>>229391
>>229390
>>229394
>>229395
>>229396
"I like it!" You decide, and the trio of fillies sigh with relief. "Who made this place?"
"Well, my sister gave it to us," Apple Bloom says bashfully, "But it was kinda run down, so I fixed it up for official club stuff. Can't have a club in some run down lookin shack."
"Well it sure doesn't look like one now! And what's this club? Is it just the three of you?"
Apple Bloom shakes her head, "Naw, we instated my cousin, Babs, into the Cutie Mark Crusaders. She lives over in Manehattan though, so as far as Ponyville goes it's just us three right now."
>Ask about membership
>Don't press the issue
>Ask what the plan is for hanging out in the clubhouse
>>229410
The room is silent as Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle look at Scootaloo, who begins to sweat under their gaze as her eyes shift from you to them.
"W-well, I, uh-"
"Y'all did have something you wanted us to do as a group out here, right Scootaloo?" Apple Bloom asks cautiously, "I mean, you said it was something really important."
"Yeah, we didn't have any big plans set for today, but you said it was something sudden. So what is it?" Sweetie seems excited, contrary to Apple Blooms suddenly dour expression.
'1d10'
Roll #1 6 = 6
The room is silent as Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle look at Scootaloo, who begins to sweat under their gaze as her eyes shift from you to them.
"W-well, I, uh-"
"Y'all did have something you wanted us to do as a group out here, right Scootaloo?" Apple Bloom asks cautiously, "I mean, you said it was something really important."
"Yeah, we didn't have any big plans set for today, but you said it was something sudden. So what is it?" Sweetie seems excited, contrary to Apple Blooms suddenly dour expression.
'1d10'
Roll #1 6 = 6
>>229415
"See, I, uh, needed help with my homework. From you two. Because you guys are fun and helpful. But I wanted to show Puffs here the clubhouse too, since maybe he'll want to be a member someday. And we can help him study too, right? That's what friends do and all, help each other with homework when it's not all fun and games, yeah?"
Apple Bloom sighs, "We coulda studied at the farm house with some cider, or at the Library with Ms. Cheerilee and Twilight instead of walking all the way out here."
"Or at Sugarcube Corner," Sweetie interjects.
"Naw, it's hard to study with Pinkie around," Apple Bloom replies, turning her gaze back on Scootaloo after rebutting Sweetie. "Now c'mon Scoots, you can't just show the clubhouse off to everypony who does a neat trick."
"N-no, no! Of course not! But it WAS awesome, right? I mean it was amazing!"
Apple Bloom just sighs, before smiling at you apologetically. "We normally do cool things when we come out here, not homework. But I guess Scootaloo got a little ahead of herself."
"S-sorry," Scootaloo says sheepishly, "It won't happen again. Promise."
"See, I, uh, needed help with my homework. From you two. Because you guys are fun and helpful. But I wanted to show Puffs here the clubhouse too, since maybe he'll want to be a member someday. And we can help him study too, right? That's what friends do and all, help each other with homework when it's not all fun and games, yeah?"
Apple Bloom sighs, "We coulda studied at the farm house with some cider, or at the Library with Ms. Cheerilee and Twilight instead of walking all the way out here."
"Or at Sugarcube Corner," Sweetie interjects.
"Naw, it's hard to study with Pinkie around," Apple Bloom replies, turning her gaze back on Scootaloo after rebutting Sweetie. "Now c'mon Scoots, you can't just show the clubhouse off to everypony who does a neat trick."
"N-no, no! Of course not! But it WAS awesome, right? I mean it was amazing!"
Apple Bloom just sighs, before smiling at you apologetically. "We normally do cool things when we come out here, not homework. But I guess Scootaloo got a little ahead of herself."
"S-sorry," Scootaloo says sheepishly, "It won't happen again. Promise."
>>229431
>>229435
>>229437
You can't help but laugh as you tell Apple Bloom it's okay, "I've got homework I was going to do anyway, if we get it out of the way now we can play later, right?"
Apple Bloom brightens up, "Hey, that's right! We could make a game and have some fun with it!" She looks over at Scootaloo, still smiling, "Looks like he saved your hide, Scootaloo. And he's smart to boot," she looks back at you, "You're alright by me. So, let's figure out how to make this math homework fun."
<Time skip>
"10 apples, I win!" Proclaims Sweetie, beating the rest of you in apple points by solving the last equation. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom groan, "Again? Sweetie that's the third set in a row."
Sweetie just shrugs as everyone packs their homework back in their bags, "Guess I'm just better at math than all of you."
You look at the clock on the wall, finding it to be 6 pm already. You comment you have to start heading home now, or else your parents will get worried.
"Alright, well my homes pretty close, so I'll just head thataway. I'll see y'all in class tomorrow," Apple Bloom says, grabbing her saddle bag, waving goodbye to everyone, and stepping out of the clubhouse.
"I'm staying with Rarity, so I've got to head back through town to her boutique," Sweetie says as Scootaloo packs her things as well.
"I still need to stop at the Library and see about borrowing a book from Twilight. For school," Scootaloo says.
<You're supposed to meet your parents in front of Sugarcube Corner, equidistant from either of those locations. As such, the three of you travel to the splitting point, then you can accompany ONE of the remaining two for about half the distance to their location.
Doing so will earn mild brownie points for that character. Choose wisely.>
>Travel with Scootaloo after split point
>Travel with Sweetie after split point
<Apple Bloom is not available right now, it'll be made up for later.>
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>>229437
You can't help but laugh as you tell Apple Bloom it's okay, "I've got homework I was going to do anyway, if we get it out of the way now we can play later, right?"
Apple Bloom brightens up, "Hey, that's right! We could make a game and have some fun with it!" She looks over at Scootaloo, still smiling, "Looks like he saved your hide, Scootaloo. And he's smart to boot," she looks back at you, "You're alright by me. So, let's figure out how to make this math homework fun."
<Time skip>
"10 apples, I win!" Proclaims Sweetie, beating the rest of you in apple points by solving the last equation. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom groan, "Again? Sweetie that's the third set in a row."
Sweetie just shrugs as everyone packs their homework back in their bags, "Guess I'm just better at math than all of you."
You look at the clock on the wall, finding it to be 6 pm already. You comment you have to start heading home now, or else your parents will get worried.
"Alright, well my homes pretty close, so I'll just head thataway. I'll see y'all in class tomorrow," Apple Bloom says, grabbing her saddle bag, waving goodbye to everyone, and stepping out of the clubhouse.
"I'm staying with Rarity, so I've got to head back through town to her boutique," Sweetie says as Scootaloo packs her things as well.
"I still need to stop at the Library and see about borrowing a book from Twilight. For school," Scootaloo says.
<You're supposed to meet your parents in front of Sugarcube Corner, equidistant from either of those locations. As such, the three of you travel to the splitting point, then you can accompany ONE of the remaining two for about half the distance to their location.
Doing so will earn mild brownie points for that character. Choose wisely.>
>Travel with Scootaloo after split point
>Travel with Sweetie after split point
<Apple Bloom is not available right now, it'll be made up for later.>
>>229496
You chat with Sweetie and Scootaloo on the way home, smiling and happy and being finished with their homework, the early awkwardness of a new person joining the group now hardly there at all.
The time comes for Sweetie to depart, and she waves at you and Scootaloo before bounding off into the quickly on setting dusk, beautiful voice singing a gentle song as she heads to her sister's home.
This leaves you and Scootaloo alone together as you head in the direction of the library.
You're saved the trouble of starting a conversation, Scootaloo asking, "So, why are you heading towards the library if you should be going to Sugarcube Corner?"
>"I like spending time with my friend, is that a problem?"
>"Just thought you could use the company."
>"It's on my way, more or less. Don't worry about it."
>"I guess you're right, I should head that way. Cya later!"
>Don't say anything
You chat with Sweetie and Scootaloo on the way home, smiling and happy and being finished with their homework, the early awkwardness of a new person joining the group now hardly there at all.
The time comes for Sweetie to depart, and she waves at you and Scootaloo before bounding off into the quickly on setting dusk, beautiful voice singing a gentle song as she heads to her sister's home.
This leaves you and Scootaloo alone together as you head in the direction of the library.
You're saved the trouble of starting a conversation, Scootaloo asking, "So, why are you heading towards the library if you should be going to Sugarcube Corner?"
>"I like spending time with my friend, is that a problem?"
>"Just thought you could use the company."
>"It's on my way, more or less. Don't worry about it."
>"I guess you're right, I should head that way. Cya later!"
>Don't say anything
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>>229534
>>229530
>>229522
"Just thought you could use the company."
Scootaloo smiles, just a little, "Thanks. I appreciate it."
She doesn't say much, just walks along towards her destination with you by her side, dull rays of the sun providing a pleasant, golden orange backdrop as you walk through the outskirts of Ponyville.
"Sorry for dragging you out to the clubhouse," she mumbles after a while.
>>229534
>>229530
>>229522
"Just thought you could use the company."
Scootaloo smiles, just a little, "Thanks. I appreciate it."
She doesn't say much, just walks along towards her destination with you by her side, dull rays of the sun providing a pleasant, golden orange backdrop as you walk through the outskirts of Ponyville.
"Sorry for dragging you out to the clubhouse," she mumbles after a while.
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>>229554
>>229553
>>229550
>>229551
>>229556
>>229552
"Hey, no worries. It was fun. I'm glad I went," you say, smiling and giving her a gentle nudge with your shoulder, "Should do it again soon."
"Yeah. Real soon," Scootaloo says, regaining some of her usual attitude, "And we'll do something real cool next time. Something big."
>>229552
"Yeah! And maybe next time we can go over that flying thing I did today. I don't know how to explain everything, but maybe we could work on it together."
Scootaloo stiffens, bringing her pace to a halt momentarily, before shaking her head and walking again, an awkward smile plastered on her face, "Y-yeah. That'd be….awesome."
>Ask her if something's wrong
>Ignore it, she's fine. Was probably just your imagination.
>>229554
>>229553
>>229550
>>229551
>>229556
>>229552
"Hey, no worries. It was fun. I'm glad I went," you say, smiling and giving her a gentle nudge with your shoulder, "Should do it again soon."
"Yeah. Real soon," Scootaloo says, regaining some of her usual attitude, "And we'll do something real cool next time. Something big."
>>229552
"Yeah! And maybe next time we can go over that flying thing I did today. I don't know how to explain everything, but maybe we could work on it together."
Scootaloo stiffens, bringing her pace to a halt momentarily, before shaking her head and walking again, an awkward smile plastered on her face, "Y-yeah. That'd be….awesome."
>Ask her if something's wrong
>Ignore it, she's fine. Was probably just your imagination.
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>>229597
>>229599
>>229601
>>229585
"Yeah, I got pretty lucky with a good wind and that slide today. Normally I'm not so great at flying. I'm sure with two of us figuring it out though, we'll be up and flying in no time!"
Scootaloo scoffs, bravado returning as she closes the half step you had ahead of her, "Luck? Please, that was talent up there. I'm still surprised you didn't get your cutie mark."
She fumbles a bit, realizing what she said, "But that doesn't mean you won't! I'm sure you'll get yours for flying like that. And if not, you can join our club and go on adventures with us to find your special talent! It'll be fun!"
The two of you laugh, and before you know it you're at the library, having completely missed your turning point.
<cont'd, one moment>
>>229597
>>229599
>>229601
>>229585
"Yeah, I got pretty lucky with a good wind and that slide today. Normally I'm not so great at flying. I'm sure with two of us figuring it out though, we'll be up and flying in no time!"
Scootaloo scoffs, bravado returning as she closes the half step you had ahead of her, "Luck? Please, that was talent up there. I'm still surprised you didn't get your cutie mark."
She fumbles a bit, realizing what she said, "But that doesn't mean you won't! I'm sure you'll get yours for flying like that. And if not, you can join our club and go on adventures with us to find your special talent! It'll be fun!"
The two of you laugh, and before you know it you're at the library, having completely missed your turning point.
<cont'd, one moment>
>>229619
Scootaloo heads inside and comes back out with a book, quickly stashing it in a saddlebag while you figure out which direction Sugarcube Corner is from the library.
"You have no idea where you're going, do you?" Scootaloo says, watching you look one way, then the next, then another altogether as you grow more and more confused.
She sighs, "Alright, well, since you walked me all the way to the library I'll walk you to Sugarcube Corner. C'mon, let's hustle so you aren't late!"
Without giving you time to comment, Scootaloo takes off at a sprint, heading for Sugarcube Corner. She runs just ahead of you, yelling at you to keep up as you try to overtake her.
Eventually you do, but only when she stops at your destination and you run past, having to turn around and walk back sheepishly while she giggles.
"Being new must kinda stink, but I wouldn't worry. You'll figure the layout of the town pretty quick, it's not that big."
You laugh and thank her for showing you the way.
"Don't mention it. That's what friends are for." She smiles, "I gotta get going though. Dinner to catch and stuff. I'll see you at school tomorrow, alright?"
"Alright."
And with that, Scootaloo takes off into the early night, leaving you to meet your parents when they arrive minutes later.
Day 1 standings:
Sweetie Belle (Friends 2/5)
Scootaloo (Friends 2/5)
Apple Bloom (Friendly 1/5)
<Alright, I'm calling it for the night. I'm falling apart at the wheel here.
When's the next night that works for my remaining participants?>
Scootaloo heads inside and comes back out with a book, quickly stashing it in a saddlebag while you figure out which direction Sugarcube Corner is from the library.
"You have no idea where you're going, do you?" Scootaloo says, watching you look one way, then the next, then another altogether as you grow more and more confused.
She sighs, "Alright, well, since you walked me all the way to the library I'll walk you to Sugarcube Corner. C'mon, let's hustle so you aren't late!"
Without giving you time to comment, Scootaloo takes off at a sprint, heading for Sugarcube Corner. She runs just ahead of you, yelling at you to keep up as you try to overtake her.
Eventually you do, but only when she stops at your destination and you run past, having to turn around and walk back sheepishly while she giggles.
"Being new must kinda stink, but I wouldn't worry. You'll figure the layout of the town pretty quick, it's not that big."
You laugh and thank her for showing you the way.
"Don't mention it. That's what friends are for." She smiles, "I gotta get going though. Dinner to catch and stuff. I'll see you at school tomorrow, alright?"
"Alright."
And with that, Scootaloo takes off into the early night, leaving you to meet your parents when they arrive minutes later.
Day 1 standings:
Sweetie Belle (Friends 2/5)
Scootaloo (Friends 2/5)
Apple Bloom (Friendly 1/5)
<Alright, I'm calling it for the night. I'm falling apart at the wheel here.
When's the next night that works for my remaining participants?>
>>229648
Sorry, Scoots should read 3/5, not 2. Missed my key.
>>229652
I don't plan to go all day, this was just a big chunk because character creation/establishing stuff. Should be shorter from here on out.
>>229653
>>229654
>>229657
Alright, 7pm EST tomorrow night okay? I promise I'll be trying to make these shorter but feelier. First session is always the roughest for that stuff without feeling like I'm jumping the gun.
Also please tell me if I fuck something up real terrible, either characterization or otherwise. I try not to, but mistakes happen and I can't catch it all some nights.
Sorry, Scoots should read 3/5, not 2. Missed my key.
>>229652
I don't plan to go all day, this was just a big chunk because character creation/establishing stuff. Should be shorter from here on out.
>>229653
>>229654
>>229657
Alright, 7pm EST tomorrow night okay? I promise I'll be trying to make these shorter but feelier. First session is always the roughest for that stuff without feeling like I'm jumping the gun.
Also please tell me if I fuck something up real terrible, either characterization or otherwise. I try not to, but mistakes happen and I can't catch it all some nights.