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are there any IRC based role plays around?


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Donut Bar: Nacho Edition Czymsim [reaper repelling cowbell]!ALOJZySkIc 41402945[View][Last 50 Posts]

#Open#Canon: Donut Bar#Cross-canon#Chill#Shipping#General#Free-form#Silly#Courtsey/Common Sense/Fun#Chili and Cheese Nacho Dip Party

All cities have dark sides, and Canterlot is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, everything appears to be dark and cold, the rainy weather being but an exclamation mark deepening the atmosphere of alienation and lurking fear.

The atmosphere changes though, as soon as you pass the worn door over the neon sign saying, in bright bold letters [U]D NUT BAR
https://youtu.be/-eQYJ82SuHQ listen to while watching the first video from topics section

Inside, amongst the tables and chairs dating back to the last century, with their nicks and stains and worn out padding, you can finally get yourself dry, drink something hot and wait out the rain. There's even a antique jukebox - someone placed the damaged neon 'o' from the sign outside next to it, the stylised glass donut looking a bit out of place with the sombre décor.

Here, all are welcome and accepted – so long as violence does not occur, as indicated by a the sign reading:
“Weapon bin by the door, put it in or we put you out. Cold."
On the blackboard, one may find what appears to be a scribble of nonsense:
EAT AT STEVEN'S
Today on the menu: Nachos with chilli-cheese-tears dip


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Glocken!Zero.20QHI 41404809

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>>41404807
There was a fair amount, as he didn't know how to hide it from others yet.
"So who are? I've never seen you before."

Sparking Ember !iKriegGRsQ 41404810

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>Sorry guys, but I'm getting rather tired and I'd rather not miss a third session of HEMA in a row due to taking an impromptu nap or just sleeping in too long. Consider this an I-o-u to RP at a later time, g'night everyone.

Dom The Bear!f1BearzjRw 41404811

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>>41404803
Ah yes, I almost forgot that. You're in quite a hard work place then~

>Ary couldn't help but giggle several times


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BLN #60 Great Googly Moogly Everything's Gone To Shit Edition! Elmira Anderson!rjtGfDeadI 41384642[View][Last 50 Posts]

#Canon: BLN #Ask/Invite #This is fine #Nostalgia boners #We gonna die now

>Deep down in the bowls of hell. The seven circles of sin go about there daily business. The souls of the damned forgoing their everlasting punishment for their crimes against god. Deep down the circle of wrath appeared to be moving with a little extra focus these days.


>Sitting in her office, the Prince of Wrath herself would write in her precious book that never left her side. Within it she wrote down her plans, her codes to her lair, and other various important pieces of information. Suppose one could call it a diary. If "Diary" was a word that could be used to describe a tomb that could single handedly lead to the destruction of life as we know it.


Hmmm, Thanos's little invasion seems to have people on edge up there. Lots of misguided rage directed at one who has barely done so much as lift a finger. Who would have thought so many would get so worked up over the death of a few rainbow colored ponies? I should have thought of that centuries ago. Course he did Kidnap their princess as well. Cudos to that.

Now him hosting that tournament has been quite appealing to me to say the least. Alone it has caused so much rage to keep me sated for quite some time. Amazing how agitated people can get over others wasting their time beating each other to a pulp. Mmmm, all they would seem to need is just to right push, to die in a rage filled bloodlust. War always was one of my favorite follies of man. Everyone getting so worked up over the actions of others.

Of course then there's that game that people have been getting themselves thrusted into. Sburb was it? Ugh, that Jade. She makes me want to hurl with how innocent she is. But I imagine if something were to go wrong in the game there would be plenty after her head. Now that's something I can work with.

On top of all that some kid is running around thinking he can be king. Another war just around the corner. He's already done some good work at lighting the fuse. Although perhaps he could use a little...divine intervention? Would certainly be worth looking into. I'm just dying to know what issues the little brat has to make him justify the potential murder of millions. I'm waiting Lelou
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>>41404813
Daedric? I'm sorry but...I think you have me confused for something I'm not. I am one of the Children of Gaia, not of this Lord Hircine you mentioned. Wait...you mean there are...other kinds of shifters here?

>He shakes his head.


Sorry, introductions should've been first. I am Lex Lucas, Cliath of my nation, born under a new moon on two legs.
Whoever and whatever Dremora or Daedric Princes are, they either don't exist or I've never heard of them back in my world.

Andurus Akezeli!CyJ.Bc.Vtg 41404815

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>>41404814
The Daedric Princes affect all of reality. And yeah, there are other "shifters" around.
>Andurus says simply. Barbas was definitely one. He takes a puff of his cigarette and then asks a question.
Is your beasthood transferable via bite?

41404816

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>>41404815
No, I'm like this because my mother was like this, not because I was bitten or cursed in some way. Is...is that how it spreads from those made by Hircine then? Is that what the shifters around here are affected by?


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Thanos Tournament Arc Thanos!rjtGfDeadI 41338762[View][Last 50 Posts]

#Canon:BLN #ask/invite #fight fight fight #Obvious fame clinging

>Equestria has fallen. In its place a Titan rules the Capital with an iron fist. The heroes of this planet have proven themselves to be formidable foes. Nothing compared to his might however.


>But taking on every nation one by one would prove to be tiresome. Instead he would have the planet decide who would represent it to face him in combat. If this planet's champion proved mighty enough, Thanos would leave and allow this planet to continue it's days free from his rule.


>Of course how would the planet decide who would be worthy to face him? Why what better way then the ancient art of gladiatorial combat. A tournament. The strongest was sure to make it to the end. And their prize shall be the opportunity to face him in one final battle for the fate of their planet.


>Those who had come to compete in the tournament would find that near Canterlot, a massive structure had been built. Circular in size and with every street serving an entrance into the structure. Inside multiple rows of seating would be seen, with a vast open area in the center for the fights to take place. In one area in particular, Thanos himself would be seated in a closed off area overlooking everyone in the arena.


>What seemed the most peculiar about this that set it apart from other tournaments in the past was that there was no ring of any sort for the fights to take part in. These fights were to determine the strongest on this planet. No pesky ring out technicality would be used here.


Don't disappoint me now. I'm expecting a good fight from you all.

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Terezi Pyrope!CyJ.Bc.Vtg 41404620

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>>41404485
>>41403609
<Terezi:
>You would grin at the Freak, as if you knew something it didn't as it prepared to strike. Indeed you did know something it didn't. You grin wider as it was suddenly kicked forcefully by Bailey.
TH4NKS, MS. GR4P3.
>You of course then started running for Bailey and tackle her out of the way of the eye blast.
GOT 4NYTH1NG TO TURN H1M 1NTO DUST??
>You ask as you get off her. You weapon was at the ready to counter the Freak, even though you were even facing it.
4ND 1S H3 4S UGLY 4S 1 SM3LL H1M TO B3?? 1'M G3TT1NG 4 STRONG ST3NCH OF D1S4PPO1NTM3NT.
>You ask nonchalantly.

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>>41404485
>>41403438
>Solaire would have continued spearing the Leviathan, the squad of soldiers needed to be dealt with.
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Sir Ain Talonspear!cora.Vs5J2 41404672

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>>41404485
>>41404620
>Using her spear to vault over Solaris getting behind him, she laments the fact her ribbons were torn earlier

My ribbons were torn, how do we deal with these?

>Wishing she had a spell-book Ain starts to gather her magic to see what she can muster any spells for this occasion, seeing Solaire take a beating she grabs her spear between her teeth as she channel her magic, putting her hands on his back only to have her magic fizzle because of his steel breastplate underneath


>Gritting her teeth and secretly cursing her oversight to study the relation between magic and iron, Ain takes her spear from her mouth as she inspects Solaire to see if there is anywhere he is not armored to only find his sword hand. Pausing for a moment before putting her hand on his she blushes secretly as she casts her healing spell


>Ain's blessing should wash over Solaire and sooth his pains and heal his wounds as they advance towards the soldiers

Dom The Bear!f1BearzjRw 41404726

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>>41404485
>>41404620
>Bailey would be momentary distracted by the fact she was able to send the Freak flying a good few feet. It was almost enough to make her all giggly inside. But she'd be snapped back into reality by the Freak snapping it's head towards her.

Oh fuc-!

>But thankfully Terezi had came to her aid jsut as Bailey had came to hers. It was funny to think since they didn't seem to quite like eachother when they were back home. Bailey would give Terezi a nod before getting up and sticking low with a small smirk.


I've met a lotta ugly people. This guy takes the cake.

I think I got Juuust the thing.

>Bailey answered her when she asked if she has anything to turn him into Dust. She'd hold out her arm as if holding a spear, she'd let a bolt of lightning form in her grip as she aimed it at the Freak. She could only let the bolt charge for a few seconds, getting larger and more powerful but she was afraid the Freak would attack once again. Bailey let out a small yell as she threw the Lightning Bolt with all her might, enough to make a loud crack as the bolt tore through air, aiming at the Freak. The bolt would be several times stronger then the kick she had delivered.


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BLN SBURB Arc: 2 ???!.ZzGrellBs 41348791[View][Last 50 Posts]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5NACWZBDtN8&list=PLB96C98B40C5538BF&index=18

#closed #BLN #2BURB

Well here you are again. What are you doing here? Its all the same. Wise guys playing games for children. You hate it. But here you are playing your part. You're one tiny cog in a great machine and it disgusts you. If only you could stab it all away. Problems usually disappeared with a good stabbin'.

Instead everything's staged for a new set of players. Jokers, the lot of them. They deserved stabbing. Stabbing for everyone. That sounds ideal. You resolve to do that as soon as possible.

Here it goes. The signal flare starts. The first player has entered. Who cares. You hope they choke and die. Or just die. Everything should just die.

And maybe that'll happen this time. Maybe.

If you have to see to it yourself so be it. You aren't above getting your hands dirty. You aren't some prissy host who thinks he's better than anyone. You're a guy that gets shit done.

Let's go.
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Bakura!tcSassyDEQ 41404717

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>>41404479
Right right, bladekind.

>Somebody's kid.

>Yeeaaah, let's just not say anything.
>You follow her through the portal, and stop right at the alchemiter.
>The first thing you do is immediately create a BLADEKIND SPECIBUS.

Hmm.. any ideas then? I got quite a few things from the future version of you that we might be able to use.

>You drop 3,000 duel monsters packs next to Jo, and the SWORD OF LIGHT.

>You also pull out the LEGENDS CLOAK.

Perhaps we can figure something cool out.

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>>41404545

TM: nope!
TM: What's the haps, Barris?

>>41404717

Well, I know there was one thing I was going to try, mostly for you to use...

>She notes tapping her foot as she thinks

>Seeing the sword of light she blinked a bit
>...nah that's probably not the key to making the card 10 Year Later Bakura mentioned
>Unless 10 Year Later Bakura and 10 Year Later her were in cahoots.

Well why don't we make a duplicate of that sword so we both have copies to mess around with?
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Barris Ki'Teer!CyJ.Bc.Vtg 41404727

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>>41404721
EU: I was speaking with her about the writing on the walls of the room Lil'Cal is in.
EU: I think it might have some connection, and we should remove that as well.
EU: I've just finished at Crona's Manor and I was wondering if you could deal with Bakura's, though I think your future self just did that.

>You pause as you recall one reason why you don't do it yourself and a related bit of news to go with it.
EU: By the way, Jade might stop by with your dead Dreamself.


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Heveron #2 : Secrets of the Old World Baff!pR.BaFF/uk 41308486[View][Last 50 Posts]

#Canon - Heveron#Invite

Magic, Crystal, Chosen and Gods, these are but a few of the great questions in the world. What watches over us, grants great power to only a few and, if they are out there, do they provide these gifts out of benevolence or are we simply dependent on their control? Long have the answers been forgotten, hidden away by powers of old or covered over by the sands of time; whether they are still even in this world, we cannot say.

Many continue to live their lives ignoring these bygone truths, content with what they see before them while being blind to that which they cannot. Some seek the answers, though the few who do rarely know what such a quest entails; can they throw away their addled perceptions and see The World for what it truly is? Or will they seek out the Crystal Legacy, and find the disturbing reality of their own power?

As the days continue to pass, something stirs within the depths of the Aether, calling out to those who channel it, while the World slumbers ever deeper in the wake of the ancient war. On this humble continent of Heveron, for the few who search for them, the secrets of the old world await.

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If you have any questions or wish to contact us, please address us in our OOC, which can be found here:
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Elias Katai!Ren/VL7f/Q 41404662

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>>41404661

>Why.


>The haze of grogginess in his head that had been clearing itself at a leisurely pace abruptly blows itself away faster than you can blink as Elias' eyes widen and he stands bolt upright.


>News travelled fast! He wasn't expecting the Guild Master to already know! The half-elf shifts uncomfortably where he stands.


>He was half-tempted to lie about it, but that wasn't really his style and might end up putting him in more trouble...But there was a lot to the truth.


I...Uh...Well...

>He tugs at his collar, thinking of how best to phrase this.


...You told us to investigate the train robbery. We did.
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Old Man Rem!pR.BaFF/uk 41404663

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>>41404662
>So it had been them. You wouldn't know it if you read the report in the paper just off-hand, but small details in the descriptions gave him at least some indication they'd been involved. How long had it been, a month? Just over? It would also explain their long travel time for a simple investigation.

You can relax, my boy. At the very least you seem to have brought everyone back safe, and nothing you've done has been attributed to this guild. Rest assured that I still believe that my trust in your leadership was well placed.

But I'm not the sort to condone the wanton slaughter of the Royal Guard, either. I'm not going to lecture you on how to properly conduct an investigation, Elias, you ought to know that by now - which makes this situation even more curious.

Still, there are two sides to every coin. This is theirs -

>A short flap of the newspaper for emphasis.


- and now I'd like to hear the other.

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>>41404663

>He sighed. Elias himself hadn't tried to kill any of the guard he fought, but he couldn't expect Logan or Leo to follow his own moral code, especially given what had happened to Leo's friends in there...


>The Guild Master wanted their side though, so Elias would tell it.


Well, sir, you told me to go and find Logan to talk to one of the bandits on the train, who had been incarcerated in Kingsmeet? Well, we went to go and see her, she told us that the operation had been a set-up by an outside party and that her group took the fall for it. Well...one thing lead to another and she was freed, to accompany us in our investigation.

>He tastefully omitted the part where Logan got his throat carved out and their haphazard freezing scheme for transporting Leo.


We searched over in her old base of operations, and we discovered that she'd been right. An organised crime unit known as 'The Casino' had been using groups such as hers to take the fall on jobs, so that nobody would be the wiser about their operations. We found out through a diary kept by Leo's, oh, that's the name of the captive, sir, old leader and from one of other people that this 'Casino' hired who went by 'Boulder.' He told me to mention a 'Jack' to my...

>Elias trails off. Partially because he didn't want to think about the person he was avoiding and partially to give the Master a little breathing room to catch up.


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The Lost Light Rebellion Thread 1: Space is the place. 41382522[View][Last 50 Posts]

#IC#Canon:TLL#Ask/Invite
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WY5zP_5gMPo

The Jupiter Empire...an oppressive force that conquers any planet it deems to have something it wants. Crushing the opposition and people of a world to dust and working the survivors without any regard for basic sentient rights. Many worlds's populaces in this galaxy, the one humans know as the "Milky Way" already feel their worlds are trapped in darkness, that they've lost that light of hope. But maybe, maybe something can rekindle that torch.
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>Meanwhile with The Lost Light
The star ship, the Lost Light's engines roared as it hurled through the empty space, headed straight for the sol system.
These sorts of missions were always risky due to how close to the Jupiter Empire's homeworld they'd go, but it shouldn't be too complicated an operation. Just get to Saturn's moon, titan, rescue the prisoners, and use the quantum engines to get the hell out of the system.

In fact that's the Captain decided they should conserving the energy right now with a slow approach, so the latter hop is more easily accomplished.

>Info

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Merik!Ren/VL7f/Q 41404592

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>>41404559

>Oh shit.


>The blast of air collides straight into Merik and he's sent barrelling back into a tree, colliding against it with a solid thud.


>The half-Saiyan staggers to his feet. There was no way that he was going to win now. If there was even a slight hope before, it had been blown away with the tornado. Simply taking the attack had hurt his stamina greatly, and he wouldn't be able to maintain his maximum power...


>But he would not give up! A SAIYAN WOULD NEVER RETREAT! NOT EVER!


>A more pained growl escapes his mouth as he falls back into his fighting stance, only far less steady on his feet. Better try and make this count.


>Merik charges forward, roaring as he rears back his fist to slam into Fenra's gut, only to pull back in a feint and launch a vicious upward kick at her chin.

Raye Elswood!tcSassyDEQ 41404719

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>>41404419
Well jeez, no need to be formal or anything.

>She grabs onto her hand and pulls herself up, taking a second to balance herself before backing up a little.


Being the pilot doesn't make me that important.

well, aside from keeping everyone alive most of the time anyway..

Either way, was nice to meet you too. So just who are you anyway? I mean, I know your name, but what are you? Where ya from?

Joyeuse 41404720

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>>41404719
I would like to think that I need to observe a little Reverence and Honor.

>She adjusted her own armor once she had finished helping Raye up.


Especially in the company of combatants and opponents.
>Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer. Scipio lashed her shield over back, freeing up her hands.
A pilot is most certainly important, Ive met quite a few in my adventures. I owe a few of them my life, th-that should not be a testament to their skills.

>Scipio's feline ears and tail twitched a moment as she tilted her head, looking down at Raye.

Do all mages ask very broad questions?
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Rostevod: The Gears of Change Hefewy!Cyka87Bfxk 41398408[View]

#Canon - Rostevod#Invite Only

The small nation of Rostevod was a simple fishing country, built upon the remnants of an ancient civilization from hundreds of years ago. They were a simple people, content with keeping with themselves. However, that all changed when one Harriet Ingleman discovered the incredible liquid "Redwater", a fuel source unparalleled by any previously known one, plentiful and easy to obtain. Rostevod was plunged into an industrial revolution, forever altering their destiny.

Rostevod's technology advanced by decades in only a few years. Redwater-powered vehicles, electrical generators, and perhaps most impressively, massive bipedal war machines were commonplace. The nation changed almost overnight, and so did its culture. The King of Rostevod was assassinated soon after the revolution, the usurper taking the throne and plunging Rostevod into war with its neighboring 3 nations: Urister, Sumpfera and Novgora. The war was barely a fight between the three nations and Rostevod. The technologically-advanced nation squashed the other three without effort using its war-machines and weaponry, and quickly assimilated and absorbed them into itself, creating an empire. The nation became the most powerful empire in the world in just a few years.

60 years later, and the Rostevod Empire is still as powerful as ever. Technology has only continued to advance with the use of Redwater, and rumors of rare individuals possessing amazing abilities and powers have begun to spread. Plagues have spread, wars have been fought, and uprisings attempted, but none have yet to topple the greatest empire in the world.

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This is the first thread for the Rostevod RP canon. If you are interested in joining, message me on Discord at Hefewy#0374 !
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Yorick!MEOWKdWFcQ 41403565

>>41403564
I see... So that'll explain why she was in the restroom for so long.

>he grimaced, looking almost sick. He only hoped she was okay.

>as for the other thing... He heard so little about the Rat King, yet at the same time heard so much. Murders, victims with seemingly no relationship to one another, the only calling card the killer leaves is a image of a rat. Sometimes a picture, sometimes a carving, sometimes a dead rat... Yorick did have one theory about them, that they were a witch linked to the Path of the Lost; that or the Path of the Vermin, if the name was anything to go by.

...So what if the Town Guard believed your rumors? What if those kids told their parents, those parents told their friends, and they told their friends... What would you do when a mob comes after you?

>he sounded just as disappointed as he was concerned.

Juno Lurk!Cyka87Bfxk 41404297

>>41403565
>Juno let out a small chuckle, clearly not taking the old man as seriously as she should.

Me? The King of Rats? Like anyone would really believe some shitty plague-survivor like me could hurt anyone.

>Continuing to smile smugly at Yorick, she shrugs with her palms facing up.


And if a mob came after me... I'd hide. I'm good at that. Been good at it m'whole life.

!MEOWKdWFcQ 41404306

>>41404297
Hmmm...

>Yorick groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. Clearly he wasn't reaching the girl. She was far too cocky and prideful. But, he had to remain strong.


Yes but there is still the chance.

>he chuckled, trying to be friendlier with her.


You seem to have a fascination with the Rat King. What would you do if you met him? What if I told you I was the Rat King? I'm more than just an old man, you know.


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6A: Permanent Midnight, Volume III The Canterlot Municipal Area!TZTzSdblvY 40958486[View][Last 50 Posts]

So the only thing to do, some ponies thought, was join up with them. Others, though, they went out a-hunting…

TODAY IN THE NEWS
MAGISTER WINTERSCAR MAKES PUBLIC STATEMENT; EXTENDS OFFER OF PARLAY

In a move that shocked and surprised critics of the Winterscar Defense administration, the Chief Magister took the stand today and issued a revolutionary statement addressing the increasingly-heated matter of Civil Protection within the Canterlot Municipal Area. His address, in its entirety, has been reprinted below.

“The past few months have been a trying time for every mare, stallion, and foal in the Canterlot Municipal Area. It has become increasingly clear to this administration that the assemblage of commercial security outfits currently operating within this city are inadequate compensation for Lonestar’s absence: crime rates are up, arrests are down, and the police are inadequately equipped to confront the new stylized criminal threat. Therefore, it has fallen on this department, and on me personally, to address this situation with a radical new approach to crime:

“Forgiveness.

“Effective immediately, and until the end of July, the Equestrian Defensive Administration will grant a full pardon to any pirates, operators, mercenaries, assassins, spies, hackers, or thieves who turn themselves in and agree to a term of police service, the duration of which will vary in accordance with the severity of their previous offenses, but is guaranteed to be a maximum of half as long as a corresponding prison sentence. Any prior offenders who comply will be guaranteed a paid position in the Canterlot Police Department’s Major Crimes Unit; which, in accordance with the severity of the recent wave of contract crime, will be temporarily renamed to the Onyx Crime Division, and be provided with an increase in power and jurisdiction. Additionally, the Equestrian Defense Department is presently colluding with the Equestrian Justice Ministry to lobby for an increase in the severity of punishment for contract crime, and the extension of police authority when confronting contract criminals. Those of the criminal underworld who wish to capitulate, and preserve their futures, need not search far. Those who do not...were warned.

“I know that, for th
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>>41404210
>>41404259
Limey blinked twice, looking between the two.

"...Uh... Oi forgot."

She sat up from Carla's lap and cocked her head to the side.

"Anywoi, aye. I'm done here. Oi'm not gonne pick this place. Oi'm just gonne in here until it's go toim."

Spectrum 41404269

>>41404259
>>41404267
Spectrum sighed, resting the back of his head on the couch as he looked up, contemplating.

"As I was saying to Limey..." He glanced down her and flashed a tiny smile "If she chooses to go, I'll go with her. I guess for now let's just enjoy ourselves."
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Range Finder!Iv/UA6Xzco 41404271

>>41404267
>>41404269
>>41403622

"Well, there ya go, boss," Range said to Lunacy, "Spec and Limey also want out of here when the time comes." She then looked back at the cinematic sponge-related cartoon shenanigans showing on the television. "It's probably still nighttime though. No rush to wake up just yet."


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Donut Bar: Juggalos? In my Pokémon? Edition Czymsim [read-only mystery]!ALOJZySkIc 41400549[View][Last 50 Posts]

#Open#Canon: Donut Bar#Cross-canon#Chill#Shipping#General#Free-form#Silly#Courtsey/Common Sense/Fun#Vote Spark

All cities have dark sides, and Canterlot is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, every PokéStops and Gyms disappear, the rainy weather being but an exclamation mark deepening the atmosphere of alienation and lurking fear.

The atmosphere changes though, as soon as you pass the worn door over the neon sign saying, in bright bold letters [U]D NUT BAR
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGVDLxa_3rI

Inside, amongst the tables and chairs dating back to the last century, with their nicks and stains and worn out padding, you can finally get yourself dry, drink something hot and wait out the rain. There's even a antique jukebox - someone placed the damaged neon 'o' from the sign outside next to it, the stylised glass donut looking a bit out of place with the sombre décor.

Here, all are welcome and accepted – so long as violence does not occur, as indicated by a the sign reading:
“Weapon bin by the door, put it in or we put you out. Cold."
On the blackboard, one may find what appears to be a scribble of nonsense:
EAT AT JOE'S
THERE'S A CHARIZARD TO CATCH IN THE BASEMENT


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Czymsim [random-access mockery]!ALOJZySkIc 41402943

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>>41402929
>Me neither and that's the problem.

Czymsim [random-access mockery]!ALOJZySkIc 41402944

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>Making a new thread now, be prepared.


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Anonymous 41402705[View]

This Siz. Siz needs hugs. #Hugs for Siz

Anonymous 41402827

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hey i'm kendrick

Anonymous 41402828

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hi it's me kendrick lol


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The Antimatter Tearoom Cherri Pai!UJnM.D8882 41400794[View]

#Open#Canon:Cafe Ryujo #shipping/non-shipping #Cannon/noncannon#Informal/Crazy/chill
In the middle of the Little Neighpon district of Manehattan lies a huge oddly shaped rock. It's been there for nopony knows how long. Soon after, a small informal pub had popped up in front of the mysterious rock. Though something is odd about this place. The outside is a mix of a traditional Neighponese restaurant and siding that is made of a gunmetal gray steel, low gloss metal. The doors open automatically with pressurized hiss. A window screen displayed the daily specials and assorted notes such as "Parking in rear". An animatronic Samurai pony statue would bow to anyone coming though the door. Once inside, you would be greeted by a fiery redheaded Neighponese pony named Cherri Pai as she takes your order and cooks your food right in front of you if she can.


Some say her Tempura is out of this world....
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Cherri Pai!UJnM.D8882 41401503

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>This thread is now closed and dead.
>Sorry to waste everyone's time!

Numbers Station 41401763

>Sorry, I wasn't able to get on it yesterday because I had a long day and really didn't want to do much..


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The Frozen North !ColdXA.VKk 41117421[View][Last 50 Posts]

[Closed canon. Entry by invite only.]

What a time to be alive in the North.

Much unlike the weather, conflicts across the continent are heating up; marauding caribou are commonplace, and racial tensions are still widespread. Disharmony and distrust make any sort of cooperation difficult, and the caribou can do as they please and face very few consequences. The future for the past century has looked grim, but now, there are sparks of hope.

There is talk of the High Chief, and how he is on the move to the front on the Taiga. There are utterances of more Southerners, come to do the unthinkable to the North: spread harmony. Though many do nothing short of laugh at such pretensions, it seems they've left their impact. The members of the Council of Three have isolated themselves from the public, and refuse to so much as heed a herald for the time being. Where they've trodden, a confusing mix of death, love, hate, curiosity, and harmony has followed.

In the mix, a new band of adventurers has formed. From across the vast reaches of the North they are, united as one to stand against that which threatens their homeland as a whole. Word has spread fast about such an attempt at cooperation, and all that hear about it regard it with curiosity. Some regard it with anger. Others, still, raise an eyebrow. But, most important of all, some feel a low sense of hope. Inspiration is a rare thing in this land; it took the hooves (or paws) of six brave adventurers from afar and abroad to create a small spark. If they keep this up, this spark will turn into a flame.

This is the dawn of a new age. However, the sun may not yet shine; the sky must be clear of clouds first.
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41401764

>>41401761
Another moment of hesitation, and then she moves over to sit down next to the much larger stallion. She stares for several seconds at the drawing of Aisha's face, then has to tear her gaze away.

"I know. But physical injuries will kill you much faster. We were... lucky to escape with our lives." She lets out a small sigh. "I only wish that it had not been her. The Administrator knew exactly what she was doing..."

Wrought Iron 41401765

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>>41401764
"Ah'll live. It'll take a lo' more ta keep me down." he says, falling silent for a moment. "She'll pay fer wha' she did. On m' honor as a stallion o' Harmony Ah'll see she comes ta justice."

41401768

>>41401765
"Justice... yeah..." She looks down at the ground between them, silent for several seconds. "Wrought, what has happened? To our mission? To the north? To our friends? To us? We came here on what was supposed to be a simple expedition, but now..." She shakes her head, her voice dropping. "Now, we cannot even call ourselves the southerners anymore. Most of our group is either gone or dead, replaced by those we have met along the way."


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Donut Bar: Street Art Edition Dom The Bear!f1BearzjRw 41398414[View][Last 50 Posts]

#Open#Canon: Donut Bar#Pseudo-canon#Cross-canon#Chill #Lighthearted#Shipping#General #Semi-serious#Crazy #Courtsey/Common Sense/ Fun

All cities have dark sides, and Canterlot is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, everything appears to be dark and cold, the rainy weather being but an exclamation mark deepening the atmosphere of alienation and lurking fear.

The atmosphere changes though, as soon as you pass the worn door over the neon sign saying, in bright bold letters [U]D NUT BAR
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-7lvINrYPw

Inside, amongst the tables and chairs dating back to the last century, with their nicks and stains and worn out padding, you can finally get yourself dry, drink something hot and wait out the rain. There's even a antique jukebox - someone placed the damaged neon 'o' from the sign outside next to it, the stylised glass donut looking a bit out of place with the sombre décor.

Here, all are welcome and accepted – so long as violence does not occur, as indicated by a the sign reading “Weapon bin by the door, put it in or we put you out. Cold."

On the blackboard, one may find what appears to be a scribble of nonsense:
EAT AT JOE'S
YOUR AD HERE

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Czymsim [read-only mystery]!ALOJZySkIc 41400547

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>>41400546
>I refuse! Drinking alone is a crime!

Blank Flank (New computer edition) 41400548

>>41400547
*skullfucks instead*


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An Odd Mansion Anonymous 41392733[View]

#Open #Canon: AOS/An Odd Story #Adventure #Chill #Violence #Shipping #Semi-Serious
>Off in the distance you see a timeworn yet magnificent mansion that stands alone towering over the surrounding area. Past that is a lush forest that stretches to the vast mountains beyond. Many sorts are drawn to the curiosity that is the mansion.No one knows where it came from or how long it has been there. For whatever reason you find yourself heading towards it. You may not know what tales you will weave in these winding halls. No one does, but all stories have a beginning and this one starts with a knock.

We have our own Wikia page. Note: pages that are being vandalized WILL be locked, and the vandal will receive an IP ban. Friendly and accurate editing is encouraged however.
http://aos.wikia.com/wiki/An_Oblivious_Wiki

Please read the following rules thread before joining. If you do plan on joining, then post info about your character in the rules thread. There is a provided blank sheet in the OP. Thank you: https://www.ponychan.net/ooc/res/457186+50.html


Last thread:https://www.ponychan.net/rp/res/41071034+50.html
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Deadpony!rjtGfDeadI 41398078

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Cherri Pai!UJnM.D8882 41400341

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Joyeuse 41400487

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Donut Bar: Petition Edition Dom The Bear!f1BearzjRw 41395893[View][Last 50 Posts]

#Open#Canon: Donut Bar#Pseudo-canon#Cross-canon#Chill #Lighthearted#Shipping#General #Semi-serious#Crazy #Courtsey/Common Sense/ Fun

All cities have dark sides, and Canterlot is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, everything appears to be dark and cold, the rainy weather being but an exclamation mark deepening the atmosphere of alienation and lurking fear.

The atmosphere changes though, as soon as you pass the worn door over the neon sign saying, in bright bold letters [U]D NUT BAR
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-7lvINrYPw

Inside, amongst the tables and chairs dating back to the last century, with their nicks and stains and worn out padding, you can finally get yourself dry, drink something hot and wait out the rain. There's even a antique jukebox - someone placed the damaged neon 'o' from the sign outside next to it, the stylised glass donut looking a bit out of place with the sombre décor.

Here, all are welcome and accepted – so long as violence does not occur, as indicated by a the sign reading “Weapon bin by the door, put it in or we put you out. Cold."

On the blackboard, one may find what appears to be a scribble of nonsense:
EAT AT JOE'S
YOUR AD HERE

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Nicholas (Halcyon Birds)!pr/donor/2 41398413

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>>41398410
>Pssst!
>Avedon!
>Let me in!
>I'm a fairy!

>Don't you believe in fairies? :3

Dom The Bear!f1BearzjRw 41398416

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anything 41398203[View]

hiyaim nat


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The Death of Steam: Flight of the HMS Dauntless British!ArmyXvICNw 41366982[View]

#Open#Dark#Violence#Adventure#Non-Pony#Normal

For the longest time, humanity has adventured the world aboard massive airships, belching oily black coal stained steam clouds as they chuffed and huffed through the skies. Pirates have made short work of these slow craft, and are often making caravans easy pickings as the all too vulnerable boilers would be destroyed with a single salvo.

The Arcand have secured a few deals with engineers and a small marketing firm in Gaith held Agria, as a small supply of hydrogen was secured for an adventurous new craft. This craft would leave behind the long accepted propulsion of coal and steam, taking on instead the convention of gas bags and multiple rotary internal combustion engines. One top speed, no throttle to choke or push. Needless to say, this was considered a laughing stock amongst the aerial navies of the Arcand.

Nevertheless, the HMS Dauntless was soon funded and built. And there, it floats at its mooring mast, bristling with howitzers and machine guns. A small squadron of five new biplanes were strapped to her belly, and a full compliment of marines were already beginning to board the craft.

At the ramp, a sign in sheet for those bold enough to enter the Dauntless's crew to take on the threat of pirates, and perhaps bring an end to an era and usher in a new one in aerial travel.
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Joyeuse 41396099

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>>41396001
>She held onto her hip that began to bleed from the mans shot she waddled around the room and kicked whatever was nearby in anger. She spat out a string of curses.
Bloody fuckin'! Wanker!
>She turned and threw her empty pistol at the collapsed body of the man in her rage.
Shite.
>She leaned on a chair and whined in pain.

Vausten 41397182

>>41395702
>>41396001
He heard the sharp cracks of gunfire, the marine knowing that somethings caused a fire fight. He grit his teeth and pushed himself into a sprint even as blood seeped from his wound reopening. Blood and sweat mixed together as he swung around a corner, bracing himself with his free hand as he leveled his pistol down the passageway leading into the armoury. He pulled himself against the bulkhead, covering part of his body as he snapped his weapon on the figure standing over another, motionless body.

The gears clicked, the ratchet half turning the cylinder on this revolver as he saw it was only the young girl from earlier standing between his sights.

'Well, that's no way for a girl to be speaking!' he called to her, lowering his weapon and limping into the open.

Joyeuse 41397290

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>>41397182
Shut up.
>She said as cynically as she possible could, he could tell by now that she had been wounded as well, in the hip. Blood was staining her uniform now. She groaned.
Wheres the medic, I feel sick, and hurt.
>What a sense of humor.


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Return of Man: Conquest of Paradise British!ArmyXvICNw 41326371[View]

#Open#Canon: Return of Man#Adventure#Dark#Violence#Pony, unless specified#Normal

"It was only a matter of time before they returned from the abyss of the Everfree Forests where they were banished. These beings that stood upon two legs, that were once docile that built our cities, farms, and homes. They that were once greedy that were then banished by our ancestors of the three Kingdoms.

Their mere presence renders even the strongest mage powerless before them. They understand the strength of unity more than any other creature, though they are driven by another force. Rather than tolerance, they are intolerant of those that are not them, they seek to dominate, to control... They seek to take back the very land they built for us...
" -Unknown pony, upon witnessing the opening hours of the Two Legs war
===========================================================================================================
The example that the Human's self proclaimed "Allied Coalition" had made to the ill prepared Equestrians was all too clear: War had come knocking on their doorstep. Ponyville now became the foothold of the reconquered human nation. The conquerors saw it fit to be renamed to the town of New Prospect.

As human settlers began to enter the homes of those now displaced Equestrians, the decisions of two pegasi had converted the once lush and fertile lands of the Apple Orchards into a blood stained battlefield. Despite Humanity's best efforts, they could not dislodge the dug in Equestrians, thanks to their newest weapon: The cannon. Despite this little setback, all eyes were set on the grander prize that was Canterlot.

However, the Equestrians that could listen to the chattering of the humans that wandered about and took what knowledge they could seek out noted a different tone in their minds... They carried themselves differently, and their weapons and armor began to change drastically upon their persons... and even a bit of animosity began to grow among their ranks.

Despite this, the Equestrians had little time to prepare for the oncoming storm, so they soon began to seek out their own allies to aid in the defense of their kingdom.
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Vausten 41395437

>>41392155
'What on earth is happening out there?' spoke the Legate as he rose to his feet, hands slamming against the table of the war room. He looked instantly to the armoured clergyman to his side, glaring at the man.

"What is that commotion out there? No doubt they are your faithful causing that ruckus." asked the Legate. Before he could listen to any sort of answer, he turned and ordered a pair of his legionaries to investigate the noise in the streets.

British!ArmyXvICNw 41396000

>>41395437
"Only the faithful will win the day in the coming battles. Are they not entitled to celebrate a victory to the Redeemer Ignatius?" He stood up, sending his own clerics to see the noise.

"I will admit there are some rather overzealous faithful in the flock that have started gaining ground. Nothing to worry about though. As long as the mad monk Torqumada hasn't taken over outside." He sat back down, shaking his head.

"Give the men and women of Redentor credit, Legate. We can be as disciplined as you legions."

Vausten 41397184

>>41396000
The Legate held his composure, his face twisting into a faint scowl.

'Control your "faithful". For all of our sake, We've come too far to have things collapse due to the impetuousness of just a few of our total forces.


The Kalterelander stood quietly to the side, having little to say on the matter given his position as liaison.


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Donut Bar: Grandmas Edition Dom The Bear!f1BearzjRw 41393596[View][Last 50 Posts]

#Open#Canon: Donut Bar#Pseudo-canon#Cross-canon#Chill #Lighthearted#Shipping#General #Semi-serious#Crazy #Courtsey/Common Sense/ Fun

All cities have dark sides, and Canterlot is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, everything appears to be dark and cold, the rainy weather being but an exclamation mark deepening the atmosphere of alienation and lurking fear.

The atmosphere changes though, as soon as you pass the worn door over the neon sign saying, in bright bold letters [U]D NUT BAR
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-7lvINrYPw

Inside, amongst the tables and chairs dating back to the last century, with their nicks and stains and worn out padding, you can finally get yourself dry, drink something hot and wait out the rain. There's even a antique jukebox - someone placed the damaged neon 'o' from the sign outside next to it, the stylised glass donut looking a bit out of place with the sombre décor.

Here, all are welcome and accepted – so long as violence does not occur, as indicated by a the sign reading “Weapon bin by the door, put it in or we put you out. Cold."

On the blackboard, one may find what appears to be a scribble of nonsense:
EAT AT JOE'S
YOUR AD HERE

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>>41395888
>Right?

>>41395890
>8
>Hey you!

Nightshade!YUL65dGygI 41395892

>>41395891
>What's up?


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