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| #Post#: 316-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Dinner | |
| By: David Norman Date: June 6, 2016, 2:58 pm | |
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| (No weapons or armies (Though specific OC�s from the | |
| organizations are allowed)allowed in this thread. This is | |
| supposed to be a fun thread that goes in the direction your | |
| character�s actions. Any character can participate. NOTHING HERE | |
| IS CANON. You may have a character here in this board while | |
| still rping in the main threads.) | |
| Everypony that will participate in this thread has received a | |
| fancy invitation to a manor in in a fairly remote area in the | |
| beautiful, lush woods near the East side of Equestria. The | |
| invitation insists that it�s an apology dinner that they owe | |
| you. As you arrive in whatever vehicle, you cross a stone bridge | |
| and through a beautiful gate before seeing a beautiful mansion | |
| perched right on the cliff beside a beautiful view of the ocean. | |
| A mare welcomes you all in and helps you bring your things to | |
| your rooms. (You can decide who is roommates among yourselves). | |
| The mare requested that you meet downstairs after being settled, | |
| and come in tuxedos and dresses for the dinner. Of course | |
| everyone shows up looking nice and takes their seats in a | |
| beautiful dining room, however, one chair is noticeably empty at | |
| the head of the table. Another empty spot is beside it. | |
| �Hello, everypony.� A soothing voice echoed from the shadows. | |
| Out came out a stallion accompanied by the mare from earlier | |
| �I�m glad to see you all could make it! Welcome to my manor. | |
| (Okay so everyone participating in this thread hates this | |
| stallion because he was a jerk, don�t state the reason just yet) | |
| �You see I invited you all here because I have wronged every one | |
| of you in the past. I want to make it up to you all. I have | |
| become a new stallion thanks to my lovely wife. I also noticed | |
| that many of you hold some significance and I want you all to be | |
| able to meet each other. At least allow me to make it up to you | |
| all for the weekend.� | |
| #Post#: 317-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Crash Date: June 6, 2016, 3:07 pm | |
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| Adam had pulled up in his black jeep by himself as the mayor was | |
| one of the first cars in the circular driveway. | |
| The Mayor put on his black tuxedo, a change from his usual blue | |
| suit and red tie. Afterwards he made his way down to dining room | |
| and sat down before the voice caught his attention. He | |
| recognized that voice from anywhere. | |
| "David Norman? I thought I told you I never wanted to see you | |
| again!" West stood up pushing his chair back. | |
| #Post#: 318-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Caleb Weaver Date: June 6, 2016, 3:15 pm | |
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| Caleb left his ball cap on but threw on his tux. This was worth | |
| missing a few practices over. The stress of baseball has really | |
| got to him and a vacation would be nice. The athlete made his | |
| way downstairs and sat near the end of the table. He was keeping | |
| to himself before suddenly seeing David and gritting his teeth. | |
| "Why should we believe you Norman? You have hurt all of our | |
| lives here one way or another!" | |
| #Post#: 319-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Morgan Lockett Date: June 6, 2016, 3:19 pm | |
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| The NS soldier was off duty and arrived by parachute just for | |
| fun. She dusted herself off and headed inside quickly to her | |
| room to get changed. | |
| Morgan got into a red dress that she was given to by a friend. | |
| It looked nice and meant a lot to her. She headed downstairs and | |
| got seated before suddenly she saw a stallion that she never | |
| thought she would see again. Not in a good way either. | |
| �Piss off David. Don�t think I have forgiven you for all the | |
| things you have done to me!� | |
| #Post#: 320-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Tinder Date: June 6, 2016, 4:57 pm | |
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| Tinder reads over the invitation again as she walks to the house | |
| that it directs her to, a small bag dragging behind her. She | |
| heads up to the room she's directed to, tosses off her bag and | |
| fixes her old worn dress. | |
| She heads downstairs and looks at the outfits of everyone that | |
| is already seated, frowning a little as she looks down at her | |
| own outfit, feeling a bit underdressed in her old yellow worn | |
| out dress. She fixes it a bit to cover her bandages on her side | |
| and plops down onto a chair. She looks up as she hears the | |
| voice, it taking her a minute to remember who it it. As soon as | |
| she recognises him she scrunches her nose and glares, this was | |
| never a person who wanted to see. | |
| #Post#: 321-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Brash Date: June 6, 2016, 6:54 pm | |
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| Carri Air, delivery mare, drops Brash off at the entrance to the | |
| manor and takes off back to Ponyville, because she wasn't | |
| invited. | |
| After being led upstairs and asked to dress nice, Brash slams | |
| her door and studies the room. There isn't much time and Brash | |
| didn't bring a dress, but she had to be sure she wouldn't be | |
| denied her free dinner. She rips down the curtains from the | |
| window and pulls some wire hangars from the closet, quickly | |
| fashioning them into a dress, which to her credit looks somewhat | |
| legit, so long as nopony takes a closer look. | |
| She trips over her unmeasured makeshift dress, even tumbling | |
| down the last few steps on the stairs. She notices she's late as | |
| she enters the dining hall, a voice already addressing | |
| everypony. Darting under the table she finds an empty seat and | |
| climbs up onto it, pretending she's always been there. | |
| Looking at the stallion that spoke, she doesn't give any | |
| reaction to him, unlike some of the other guests. | |
| #Post#: 322-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Clarity Date: June 6, 2016, 7:31 pm | |
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| Clarity carried Clair to the manor herself. It does her good, | |
| and was no bother for her. He's not heavy. He's her brother. | |
| They didn't make the trek wearing their nice things, of course, | |
| but those were carried as well. She's wearing a stunning purple | |
| dress that shows her off in the best light possible, and he's in | |
| a custom-fit black suit that sets off his white hair and eyes | |
| perfectly. They're seated adjacent to each other at the table, | |
| Clair's chair pulled from its original, more spaced position to | |
| be directly up next to Clarity's. He's leaning his head against | |
| her while she holds a hoof over his shoulder, pulling him | |
| against her. | |
| "My my, please watch your tongue!" Clarity exclaims in response | |
| to the red-dressed mare's profanity. "Delicate ears are | |
| present!" She covers Clair's ears, though he seems none too | |
| perturbed at the outburst. "And do stay civil. As much as we | |
| dislike this...'stallion'," she continues, disgust oozing out of | |
| her mouth when mentioning him, "he is attempting to make amends. | |
| Surely...'he' deserves for us to at least hear...'him' out," | |
| she finishes, her tone laced with so much venom that a fake | |
| plant in the corner wilts from exposure to it. Clair just nods | |
| along, apparently oblivious. | |
| #Post#: 323-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: ChocPretzelYT Date: June 7, 2016, 5:19 am | |
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| Ocean stepped across the stone bridge and walked up to the | |
| manor's entrance. Not wanting to damage his nice tuxedo, he | |
| decided against just flying up, hoping that the walk would be | |
| able to help his leg strength for the upcoming Canterlot Classic | |
| meet. Upon entering the manor, he started to scan the halls for | |
| any sings of expensive pottery or jewelry. You know, for | |
| research purposes. Arriving at the dining room, he chose a seat | |
| nearby to Morgan and sat down. | |
| As soon as David entered the room, Ocean stood straight up, | |
| growling, "Piss off David." Listening to him talk, he not so | |
| suttely muttered, "I call bullshit. After all the hoops I had to | |
| jump through because of you, you're lucky I don't beat you to a | |
| pulp. Your lucky that I really don't want to get blood on my | |
| favourite tie." Pointing to his tie, which was emblasoned with a | |
| beautiful picture of rolling waves. "So what's the catch David? | |
| What do you get out of this?" | |
| #Post#: 325-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Rainbow Dash Date: June 7, 2016, 8:18 am | |
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| Instead of taking some sort of vehicle, Rainbow Dash decided to | |
| instead fly to the mansion. Finally arriving, she made her way | |
| through the front door, greeting the mare at the entrance. | |
| Choosing one of the guest rooms, she puts all of her stuff away, | |
| and begins to get dressed into the dress she wore to the first | |
| Grand Galloping Gala. As soon as she's ready, she makes her way | |
| to the dining room, taking a seat next to the twins, saving a | |
| seat for her friend, who she wasn't sure whether or not was | |
| coming. It didn't hurt to be sure did it? | |
| When David entered the room, Rainbow's mouth dropped agape. She | |
| clearly wasn't expecting something like this happening. | |
| Remembering who the stallion was and what he did, she nearly | |
| flipped her plates and cutlery in anger, rage, and disgust. | |
| "What the hell is this!? Is this some sick joke David!? I have | |
| every right to zap you with every storm cloud Cloudsdale- no, | |
| Equestria has because of what you did to me!" she growls, | |
| tempted to throttle the stallion then and there. "I'm with the | |
| blue stallion over there, this is all a load of bull! You've got | |
| something up your hooves and I want no part in it!" she says, | |
| pointing to Ocean, getting up from her seat, preparing to leave. | |
| "Can't believe I flew all the way out here for this..." she | |
| mutters under her breath, her tone filled with anger and venom, | |
| remembering what this stallion did to her. | |
| #Post#: 326-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Dinner | |
| By: Thyme Date: June 7, 2016, 1:09 pm | |
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| Thyme looks up at the mansion as the carriage she'd arrived in | |
| pulls away. It's certainly one of the more impressive manors | |
| she's seen. She heads up to the mansion, giving a greeting to | |
| the mare at the door and going inside to find a room. She gets | |
| settled in to her guest room quickly enough, and changes into | |
| the dress she'd brought along. The elegance of the garment is | |
| somewhat ruined by the wheelchair, however, and she hopes she | |
| doesn't stand out too much. With any luck their mysterious host | |
| would draw the most attention. | |
| She heads down to the dinner, looking around at the other guests | |
| as she wheels her way to an empty spot at the table. She does | |
| her best to not draw attention to herself as the guests all | |
| arrive. Thankfully, nopony else seems to really take much notice | |
| of her, and the host arrives quickly. Thyme's eyes narrow into a | |
| glare when she sees who had invited them all here, though she | |
| stays quiet. She has serious doubt about how sincere his | |
| supposed apology will be, even if he says he's changed. | |
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