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| Early Birds | |
| By: Fluttershy Date: October 7, 2016, 8:25 am | |
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| It was so early that the sun had just begin to rise. It was | |
| still a bit dark around, but not pitch black. Fluttershy�s | |
| parents dropped her off with all her stuff. She gave them her | |
| goodbye hugs and kisses before waiting silently by the front | |
| with the rest of the students. The bus has yet to arrive, but | |
| they were all early. The student was extremely tired and had | |
| noticeable bags under her eyes. | |
| #Post#: 1100-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Early Birds | |
| By: Sunset Shimmer Date: October 7, 2016, 8:26 am | |
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| Sunset arrived soon after. She was awake especially with a | |
| reusable bottle of hot coffee in one hand. This was so exciting. | |
| There was nothing better than spending time with her best | |
| friends. | |
| �Hey Fluttershy.� She waved as she located one of them. �You | |
| ready to do this? I really need this trip. School has really | |
| stressed me out.� | |
| #Post#: 1101-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Early Birds | |
| By: Fluttershy Date: October 7, 2016, 8:27 am | |
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| Fluttershy yawned. �Yes. Yes I really excited.� She yawned | |
| again. �I� Just didn�t get much sleep last night. | |
| #Post#: 1102-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Early Birds | |
| By: Foxtrot Date: October 7, 2016, 1:38 pm | |
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| Foxtrot shows up shortly after, his duffle bag slung over his | |
| shoulder. Add his ride drives of into the sunrise. With a coffee | |
| in hand and muffin in mouth he sets his bag a short distance | |
| away from the other two students. He remembers one of them, and | |
| how she reacted when he approached her and her friends. So he | |
| keeps his distance to prevent making her uneasy. Finally Foxtrot | |
| sits down and works on his muffin, taking the occasional sip to | |
| wash it down. | |
| #Post#: 1108-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Early Birds | |
| By: Broadshield Date: October 8, 2016, 7:03 am | |
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| Broadshield's alarm on his phone goes off, waking him up. | |
| Pulling it up he reads the time "5:30, oh come on. Let me | |
| sleep." he mutters to himself before getting up. After getting | |
| changed and packing all of his items, he makes his way to the | |
| front of the school where there are some other students already | |
| there. Looking at the watch, it reads 6:00 am. Quickly ducking | |
| over to a nearby coffee shop, with an apple and cinnamon muffin | |
| and a coffee in hand, he sits in front of the statue, in front | |
| of the face that is the portal between this world and Equestria. | |
| He mainly eats in silence, watching some of the students talk to | |
| each other. | |
| #Post#: 1109-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Early Birds | |
| By: Octavia Melody Date: October 8, 2016, 7:16 am | |
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| Octavia makes her way to school, arriving just as the sun is | |
| starting to peak over the horizon. As she approached, she | |
| noticed that was already a sizable number of students already | |
| there, and there was sure to be even more coming. Octavia takes | |
| a seat on a nearby bench, sipping tea from her travel mug, | |
| waiting for the bus. | |
| #Post#: 1110-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Early Birds | |
| By: Rainbow Dash Date: October 8, 2016, 7:24 am | |
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| Rainbow Dash arrived a little bit later than others. As soon as | |
| she arrives, she heads straight for Sunset and Fluttershy. "Hey | |
| girls, you ready to go?" she asks the two, almost bouncing | |
| around from excitement. | |
| #Post#: 1114-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Early Birds | |
| By: Applejack Date: October 8, 2016, 6:11 pm | |
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| With a near face-breaking yawn, Applejack saunters up the main | |
| path towards the school, toting a rather heavy looking hiker's | |
| backpack on her shoulder, and carrying what looked to be a | |
| large, wooden box by a handle. She mumbles to herself... | |
| Something about sleep. Or lack thereof, possibly, as her | |
| half-laden eyes fall on Fluttershy, Sunset, and a rather excited | |
| Rainbow Dash. "Hey y'all!~" she calls out, perking up a little | |
| bit as she uses her other hand to make sure her stetson was | |
| secured snug around her head. Walking up to the three, she drops | |
| the crate onto the floor with a thud and pops the lid off with | |
| her boot, revealing dozens upon dozens of baked goods. They | |
| looked to be hot-dogs, each baked into a golden brown crescent | |
| roll | |
| https://wantdessert.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/img_2250.jpg. | |
| "I | |
| uh... May or may not have slept. Soooo... I made breakfast for | |
| everybody." With a rather guilty grin, Applejack attaches a sign | |
| to the box: FREE! Two per person! | |
| #Post#: 1121-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Early Birds | |
| By: Trixie Lulamoon Date: October 8, 2016, 7:40 pm | |
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| Trixie awoke late, although this isn't too much of an issue due | |
| to her close proximity to the school, it meant she'd have to | |
| book it. Grabbing the stuff she'd sorted the night before she | |
| runs out the door. Taking shortcuts by hopping fences, and | |
| darting through people's yards, and using her ready supply of | |
| smoke bombs should one of the early bird neighbors yell at her. | |
| She makes it through in time to see the bus had yet to arrive, | |
| with a sigh of relief she hangs back and tidies up until she | |
| notices the flaw in her morning thus far: She hadn't eaten | |
| breakfast. Hungry, she slowly approaches the crowd until | |
| something catches her eye. She shoves who she must aside and is | |
| the first to snatch two crescent dogs, stuffing one into her | |
| mouth. | |
| As she devours the treat she looks around herself, chewing | |
| slower over time until she swallows and clears her throat, | |
| "Ahem," She casts her gaze upward, not knowing her to direct her | |
| speech to, "The Great and Powerful Trixie thanks you for this | |
| kind tribute." | |
| #Post#: 1122-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Early Birds | |
| By: Brash and Carri Date: October 8, 2016, 8:08 pm | |
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| Carri is dropped off from an SUV alongside other students, | |
| toting a stuffed hiker's pack that hardly fits through the door. | |
| She takes a look around and quickly spots Brash who had arrived | |
| a long while ago. | |
| Brash sleeps in a foldout lounge chair on the grass just beside | |
| the sidewalk, she had been dropped off by her father with a | |
| large bag she was unwilling to carry. | |
| Carri grabs Brash's bag and slings it onto what little space she | |
| had left on her shoulder, then shakes the lounge chair with | |
| excitement, "Wake up, time for camp!" | |
| Brash reacts with a quite miffed groan, "Stop it you imbecile, | |
| the bus has yet to even arrive." | |
| Carri looks to the road, "Oh yeah." Yet what also lands in her | |
| gaze is Applejack's box. "I'll get you some breakfast." Carri | |
| approaches the box, her backpack bearing quite the presence yet | |
| doesn't seem to hinder her in the least. She observes the group | |
| to make sure she isn't about to cut in front of anyone, though | |
| her mind seems to drift as she loses focus and stands quietly. | |
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