Trapped in Equestria 3.0 {The REAL Rp}

[JDeko]

"Thank you." The maid slowly walks in, carrying an OD green dufflebag over her shoulder. "It is evening time. Do you need me to do anything for you, Miss?" She looks around, setting the bag down at her side.

Alice must think for a moment, having spent all of her time fantasizing over having a Maid and not every thinking of what she would do if she had one, beyond the obvious lewd ideas one such as her would immediately come up with. "Dinner?" The odd Earth Pony manages to articulate.

 

[ZinkShecoat]

Alice must think for a moment, having spent all of her time fantasizing over having a Maid and not every thinking of what she would do if she had one, beyond the obvious lewd ideas one such as her would immediately come up with. "Dinner?" The odd Earth Pony manages to articulate.

The hound nods slowly. "What would you like to eat, Ma'am?" She looks around again. "And where shall I prepare it?"

 

[Torzar]

Most of the nymphs passed their time with toy cars before curling up hugging a Mommy - so the shroud of darkness went to fetch some new nymphs while depositing the little sleepers into safe cocoons. Promptly, the new arrivals were very curious about the cars and made varied sounds imitating how the cars hopped, banged, thrrrp'd, thhrrr'd, prrr'd, srrrrr'd, zzzzzz'd or outright buzzed forth, often flying with a nymph's hoof or Art helping the car along.


A few of the nymphs try to find a ball or an aeroplane but one of them even asks Pink Mommy if there is a doll to play with - the nymph in question does so by projecting the idea of a mini-nymph which looks very much like a teddy bear the nymph remembers playing with, along with twelve sisters.

The mommies all happily watch the nymphs play, glad that they seem to like the toys that the mare set up in here. Chroma carefully observes if there are certain toys that are especially liked or disliked or if the nymphs don't understand some of them.


There is a ball-pit set up in which the nymphs can play, but there are also various soft and sometimes bouncy balls scattered around. There are no aeroplanes, as Chroma didn't really think of those, but when shadow mommy sees the nymphs look for something without success, she asks the little ones what they are looking for.


The aether mommy offers the nymph asking for a doll a fluffy tiny nymph-doll that is actually a simple golem which purrs, chirps and smiles when it's being treated nicely, but also frowns and squeaks unhappily when it's being treated badly.

 

[Meds]

The aether mommy offers the nymph asking for a doll a fluffy tiny nymph-doll that is actually a simple golem which purrs, chirps and smiles when it's being treated nicely, but also frowns and squeaks unhappily when it's being treated badly.

The simplest of toys, that being a round ball, proves to be an infinite source of fun for the active nymphs who frequently bap it with a forehoof or some raw form of Art, yet often find it fun to boop it with a horn or their own nose - almost always trying to make their own sound effects while performing a noseboop and always giggling their sides off in the process.


The cars, those actually formed to be like them as well as anything crudely shaped enough to be imagined to be something that goes fast, are also a very popular thing, so much so that a few even take to the air to fly their toys; a look reveals that it is a subconscious effect of their Art affecting their wings as they hover a small distance from the flood.


It is odd that only a few  nymphs are interested in the ball-pit and they are more confused than anything else, and squeak as much to the closest Mommy, that being Aerial Mommy, inquiring as to what sillyness this is.


Shadow Mommy is easily replied to that the little ones in her hair are hoping to explore it, the mental imprint conveying that they think her mane is a better star-field than the night sky, while the toy-hunters squeak in general at Dark Mommy before displaying their improvised toys - and one of them boops her with a building block.


The little nymph with a plushie nuzzles her doll. Although tiny, the nymph all but radiates happiness.

He's quite happy that everyone so far seems to be rather polite and accepting, so he goes to the designated office with a rather positive feeling, knocking at the door once he reaches it.

Cassio, the griffon in charge of the office waves Kiro welcome. "Welcome. I am Cassio. I did not expect griffon. Are you new citizen?"


The older and more tired griffon eyes the moon outside with a raised eyebrow before turning to look at Kiro again, but mutters something under his breath.


"Crazy moon princesses throwing moons up and down."

Amity barks a very happy affirmative for her Owner, tail wagging with great force as the whole latex-coated Princess wiggles excitedly. 

The Empress strides imperially but also very slowly towards the sides of the room wherein she knows some hidden passages lie. "Is that so, pet?" The Empress purr slowly, letting her warm tone reflect her body's slow meandering along its path but also lets her body's chitinous details shuffle slowly to imitate nuzzling her pet with the solid plates of her chitinous exterior.  "You two seemed very happy to chase each other and I would not be amazed if your tail wagging created a rush of wind " She pauses long enough to mirthfully laugh while eyeing the unraveling pillar of white marble as it responds to her magical orders. "Your friend was so happy to hear that she tired herself out entirely; your Empress is very proud of you, pet. So very proud~"

"Is it morning already?.. I didn't oversleep, did I?"

It is not Smithy but another, more brute-like looking pony with a jagged horn, a dark grey body type and an almost black mane styled like flames. "You Rivet?" the other equine inquires in a bass voice that conveys a chilled attitude. "Smithy asked me to wake you. Said he was heading to his forge to check the work and you were invited. It's midnight. You slept the day and evening."

 

[JDeko]

The hound nods slowly. "What would you like to eat, Ma'am?" She looks around again. "And where shall I prepare it?"

"Vegetable noodle soup with pancakes and black tea." Alice answers perhaps too confidently based on her very odd decision of foods. "The nearest kitchen to prepare this would be here." Alice holds up a datapad with the route from her room to the kitchen highlighted.

The Empress strides imperially but also very slowly towards the sides of the room wherein she knows some hidden passages lie. "Is that so, pet?" The Empress purr slowly, letting her warm tone reflect her body's slow meandering along its path but also lets her body's chitinous details shuffle slowly to imitate nuzzling her pet with the solid plates of her chitinous exterior.  "You two seemed very happy to chase each other and I would not be amazed if your tail wagging created a rush of wind " She pauses long enough to mirthfully laugh while eyeing the unraveling pillar of white marble as it responds to her magical orders. "Your friend was so happy to hear that she tired herself out entirely; your Empress is very proud of you, pet. So very proud~"

Amity is overwhelmed with happiness and a deep sense of pride hearing her Owner praise her so much, barking happily and nuzzling all over her Empress to show how happy she truly is, latex coating squeaking and stretching a bit against the angular nature of Segment's chitin plates.

The simplest of toys, that being a round ball, proves to be an infinite source of fun for the active nymphs who frequently bap it with a forehoof or some raw form of Art, yet often find it fun to boop it with a horn or their own nose - almost always trying to make their own sound effects while performing a noseboop and always giggling their sides off in the process.


The cars, those actually formed to be like them as well as anything crudely shaped enough to be imagined to be something that goes fast, are also a very popular thing, so much so that a few even take to the air to fly their toys; a look reveals that it is a subconscious effect of their Art affecting their wings as they hover a small distance from the flood.


It is odd that only a few  nymphs are interested in the ball-pit and they are more confused than anything else, and squeak as much to the closest Mommy, that being Aerial Mommy, inquiring as to what sillyness this is.


Shadow Mommy is easily replied to that the little ones in her hair are hoping to explore it, the mental imprint conveying that they think her mane is a better star-field than the night sky, while the toy-hunters squeak in general at Dark Mommy before displaying their improvised toys - and one of them boops her with a building block.


The little nymph with a plushie nuzzles her doll. Although tiny, the nymph all but radiates happiness.

Benevolence wanders through the expanse of Nymphs and toys until she finds a stuffed calf plushie close to twice her size that she latches onto to settle her jittery state as she continues to adjust to this new environment and the idea of being invited and wanted here. Her small hooves trembling a bit she beings to buzz along on her wings pulling the calf along with her.

 

[TresdeLeche]

He looked them over carefully, frowning in disappointment before choosing one of them randomly and transforming into him, this time to the best of his abilities.

<cut to Alula>
"Shivers, you are so picky."  "If you want, I can choose another stallion model to make the lesson quicker."
The spotless offers to help out their sibling as they observe Shiver is still having trouble finding the right model.

 

[RuBoo]

<cut to Alula>
"Shivers, you are so picky."  "If you want, I can choose another stallion model to make the lesson quicker."
The spotless offers to help out their sibling as they observe Shiver is still having trouble finding the right model.

"Please." he said, handing over the magazine. "I don't want to have to turn into a mare. If I have to, I can be fairly convincing, but I'd much rather be a stallion. At least stallions are oriented the same way as me... Usually."

 

[ZinkShecoat]

"Vegetable noodle soup with pancakes and black tea." Alice answers perhaps too confidently based on her very odd decision of foods. "The nearest kitchen to prepare this would be here." Alice holds up a datapad with the route from her room to the kitchen highlighted.

"Vegetable noodle soup with pancakes and black tea?" Knife looks at the pony for a moment, then the datapad and finally back to Alice. "Okay. I'll see what I can do." The hound bows her head, then turns and tries her best to find the kitchen. Eventually, Knife returns and looks down. "Would you mind showing me the way, Ma'am?"

 

[Torzar]

The simplest of toys, that being a round ball, proves to be an infinite source of fun for the active nymphs who frequently bap it with a forehoof or some raw form of Art, yet often find it fun to boop it with a horn or their own nose - almost always trying to make their own sound effects while performing a noseboop and always giggling their sides off in the process.


The cars, those actually formed to be like them as well as anything crudely shaped enough to be imagined to be something that goes fast, are also a very popular thing, so much so that a few even take to the air to fly their toys; a look reveals that it is a subconscious effect of their Art affecting their wings as they hover a small distance from the flood.


It is odd that only a few  nymphs are interested in the ball-pit and they are more confused than anything else, and squeak as much to the closest Mommy, that being Aerial Mommy, inquiring as to what sillyness this is.


Shadow Mommy is easily replied to that the little ones in her hair are hoping to explore it, the mental imprint conveying that they think her mane is a better star-field than the night sky, while the toy-hunters squeak in general at Dark Mommy before displaying their improvised toys - and one of them boops her with a building block.


The little nymph with a plushie nuzzles her doll. Although tiny, the nymph all but radiates happiness.

The mommies are very happy to see that the nymphs like playing with balls and cars so much and actually get accomodated to using magic at the same time. They are also quite proud to see them try things on their own and explore what they can do with the things.


The Aerial Mommy close to the ball pit doesn't bother explaining what the ball pit is and instead demonstrates it by jumping into it, until she has vanished entirely under the balls, just for her head to reappear by poking out of the pit. Then she starts playing with the balls by acting as if she was splashing water, which makes many of the colourful balls bounce all over the place. When she adds a little of her magic, some balls start dancing in the air as if they were caught by a weak tornado.


Shadow Mommy is all to happy to extend her mane to make the nymphs that want into it vanish within it, leaving them floating in the gentle darkness of her mane. The nymphs can't see the playground any more, but Shadow Mommy makes sure that they know that she's with them with her radiating dark presence.


Aether Mommy is very happy to see the little one play with the doll and gently pets her with her soft pink hoof before letting the little nymph play for herself, keeping a watchful eye on as many nymphs as possible.

Cassio, the griffon in charge of the office waves Kiro welcome. "Welcome. I am Cassio. I did not expect griffon. Are you new citizen?"


The older and more tired griffon eyes the moon outside with a raised eyebrow before turning to look at Kiro again, but mutters something under his breath.


"Crazy moon princesses throwing moons up and down."

The smaller griffon enters the office and closes the door behind him, having quite a surprised look on his face, since he had expected to see these offices filled with ponies.


"I'm Kiro." he just said, pausing for a moment to look at the other griffon before realizing he might be staring and shakes his head a little, "Sorry, I just didn't expect to meet a griffon either, at least not in an office like this. Yes, I'm here to become a citizen, since I want to work here."

 

[Meds]

Amity is overwhelmed with happiness and a deep sense of pride hearing her Owner praise her so much, barking happily and nuzzling all over her Empress to show how happy she truly is, latex coating squeaking and stretching a bit against the angular nature of Segment's chitin plates.

The Empress pauses to enjoy the feeling of her pet nuzzling happily back to her chitinous plates and halts her movements to better let her body's many plates shuffle lightly as she plays a silly little game of nuzzles and boops with her body's configurations while letting the many senses drink in the smoothness of the puppy on her back, especially that rapid vortex of joyful emotions the imperial ruler drinks from. As she does this her voice turns deeper into a purring voice and she closes her eyes.

Benevolence wanders through the expanse of Nymphs and toys until she finds a stuffed calf plushie close to twice her size that she latches onto to settle her jittery state as she continues to adjust to this new environment and the idea of being invited and wanted here. Her small hooves trembling a bit she beings to buzz along on her wings pulling the calf along with her.

The little nymph with the plushie senses the sister who feels sad. A small squeak rises from said nymph before the hivemind connection lets the little squeakers echange ideas.


A few moments later some concerned siblings, both sisters and brothers seven in total, pad over to their silly sister and nuzzle her before trying to hug her. In spite of everyone's minuscule size there is a lot of hugging but also very concerned squeaking as well as chirping as everyone is very concerned for their sister whose sadness they are here to alleviate.


The Nymph Queen is even offered the very small animated plushie - the one that squeaks and purrs when either happy or mistreated - because the nymph feels the golden sister could maybe need it.

Aether Mommy is very happy to see the little one play with the doll and gently pets her with her soft pink hoof before letting the little nymph play for herself, keeping a watchful eye on as many nymphs as possible.

Aerial Mommy can easily see her audience tilting their head in very clear confusion, while their minds are all in agreement: What the silly squeak is this?


Many a happy nymph-vocalization rises from Shadow Mommy's mane where the nymphs settle in to watch the stars happily, clearly being the slow kind who enjoy just relaxing rather than being out and about.


The formless dark takes a moment to kiss every mare's nose in a show of affection while letting some of the explorers on his back wave to their Mommies while they show off what brave climbers they are to scale Daddy's Mountainback.

The smaller griffon enters the office and closes the door behind him, having quite a surprised look on his face, since he had expected to see these offices filled with ponies.


"I'm Kiro." he just said, pausing for a moment to look at the other griffon before realizing he might be staring and shakes his head a little, "Sorry, I just didn't expect to meet a griffon either, at least not in an office like this. Yes, I'm here to become a citizen, since I want to work here."

The griffon Cassio is big: in size, girth and muscle – all three are clearly defined by the lines as well as contours that take place along her feathered body. The black plumage surrounding her neck and head flex slowly each time the griffon moves causing the gray overt coloration of her body to mirror the movements like ripples in a pond – the same color is reflected in her eyes, albeit brigher in hue.


Cassio, it seems, is seated on her hind quarters by a large desk but leans in to reach a very large set of talons - three of them in total per limb, forming a cruel looking grip – to the other griffon.


"Welcome to Pon'yvill, then.'" she begins with a very clearly spoken tone that is strong but also distinctly feminine. "Sit down, I will ask you questions unless you have papers.”

 

[JDeko]

"Vegetable noodle soup with pancakes and black tea?" Knife looks at the pony for a moment, then the datapad and finally back to Alice. "Okay. I'll see what I can do." The hound bows her head, then turns and tries her best to find the kitchen. Eventually, Knife returns and looks down. "Would you mind showing me the way, Ma'am?"

Alice nods and begins to lead the way.

 

[JDeko]

The Empress pauses to enjoy the feeling of her pet nuzzling happily back to her chitinous plates and halts her movements to better let her body's many plates shuffle lightly as she plays a silly little game of nuzzles and boops with her body's configurations while letting the many senses drink in the smoothness of the puppy on her back, especially that rapid vortex of joyful emotions the imperial ruler drinks from. As she does this her voice turns deeper into a purring voice and she closes her eyes.

The Empress' Pet takes notice of how happy her Owner is to be nuzzled and increases her efforts even more, rubbing her face, neck, and shoulders all over every bit of Segment she can reach, the whole time the Pet's tail wagging all over the place in a very overt show of enthusiasms. 

The little nymph with the plushie senses the sister who feels sad. A small squeak rises from said nymph before the hivemind connection lets the little squeakers echange ideas.


A few moments later some concerned siblings, both sisters and brothers seven in total, pad over to their silly sister and nuzzle her before trying to hug her. In spite of everyone's minuscule size there is a lot of hugging but also very concerned squeaking as well as chirping as everyone is very concerned for their sister whose sadness they are here to alleviate.


The Nymph Queen is even offered the very small animated plushie - the one that squeaks and purrs when either happy or mistreated - because the nymph feels the golden sister could maybe need it.

Benevolence initially clutches clutches the calf plushie closer as the Nymphs gather around to hug her, feeling extremely embarrassed for awkwardness and social anxiety upsetting all these little ones. Slowly the yellow Queen begins to calm down and does her best to nuzzle every Nymph around her with her cheeks as well as accepting the animated plush to cuddle along with the large calf she was flying along with. 

 

[Meds]

The Empress' Pet takes notice of how happy her Owner is to be nuzzled and increases her efforts even more, rubbing her face, neck, and shoulders all over every bit of Segment she can reach, the whole time the Pet's tail wagging all over the place in a very overt show of enthusiasms. 

The Empres chirrs softly as her senses are close to overwhelmed at her pet's show of affection, so much so that her mind reels lightly before she slowly continues her trail. It is a show way through the many hidden corridors, mostly due to her large size and awareness of the shortcuts within the shortcuts; at the same time however her plates subtly shuffle her pet close to The Empress' head, moving her pet onto her neck now so that Amity can enjoy the large swathe of dark imperial purple mane that sweeps all over the latex puppy, primarily as a playful swishing but also to see if Amity's canine senses have awoken enough to chase the mane strands.

Benevolence initially clutches clutches the calf plushie closer as the Nymphs gather around to hug her, feeling extremely embarrassed for awkwardness and social anxiety upsetting all these little ones. Slowly the yellow Queen begins to calm down and does her best to nuzzle every Nymph around her with her cheeks as well as accepting the animated plush to cuddle along with the large calf she was flying along with. 

The nymphs are happy to hug all around their sister, frequently chirping at her as they do, but two of them also invite her to play House while a few offer to boop ball with her.


Both offers are equal since the point is to invite their sister to play with everynymph else. They also include an offer to ask Mommy for cake.


<Scene Change To Kennel>


Something again prods Rivet but not unkindly. "Hey!" that same voice speaks, raising its voice just a little bit above whisper. "Answer me!""

 

[JDeko]

The Empres chirrs softly as her senses are close to overwhelmed at her pet's show of affection, so much so that her mind reels lightly before she slowly continues her trail. It is a show way through the many hidden corridors, mostly due to her large size and awareness of the shortcuts within the shortcuts; at the same time however her plates subtly shuffle her pet close to The Empress' head, moving her pet onto her neck now so that Amity can enjoy the large swathe of dark imperial purple mane that sweeps all over the latex puppy, primarily as a playful swishing but also to see if Amity's canine senses have awoken enough to chase the mane strands.

Amity does indeed take the bait and swats at the flowing mane as well as waving her open mouth at it, making sure not to bite or tug at the noble strands.

The nymphs are happy to hug all around their sister, frequently chirping at her as they do, but two of them also invite her to play House while a few offer to boop ball with her.


Both offers are equal since the point is to invite their sister to play with everynymph else. They also include an offer to ask Mommy for cake.

Benevolence squeaks that ball booping does indeed sound very fun, and offers the jumbo-sized plush calf to the home-maker Nymphs as a sign of thanks for coming over to visit her and being concerned. 

 

[Xatarias]

It is not Smithy but another, more brute-like looking pony with a jagged horn, a dark grey body type and an almost black mane styled like flames. "You Rivet?" the other equine inquires in a bass voice that conveys a chilled attitude. "Smithy asked me to wake you. Said he was heading to his forge to check the work and you were invited. It's midnight. You slept the day and evening."

Rivet blinks in surprise. He greets the rough-looking pony while hurriedly getting himself ready. Midnight? he must have been more tired than he had thought.


"I'd love to see the forge! Is um... Midnight typical working hours for you guys?"


Rivet will retrieve his saddle pack and follow his guide to the forge. If the opportunity arises he will ask the "chill" metalworker his name.


"So are you Smithy's assistant or partner?... He seemed awfully proud of his workplace when I talked to him last." Rivet laughs nervously. "I guess I can relate to being passionate about one's craft."

 

[ZinkShecoat]

Alice nods and begins to lead the way.

"I'll be sure to remember this way when you need something else." Knife pipes up, following behind the mare. Her heels clicking down with every step. "Um... This is really only my second time."

 

[Torzar]

Aerial Mommy can easily see her audience tilting their head in very clear confusion, while their minds are all in agreement: What the silly squeak is this?


Many a happy nymph-vocalization rises from Shadow Mommy's mane where the nymphs settle in to watch the stars happily, clearly being the slow kind who enjoy just relaxing rather than being out and about.


The formless dark takes a moment to kiss every mare's nose in a show of affection while letting some of the explorers on his back wave to their Mommies while they show off what brave climbers they are to scale Daddy's Mountainback.

Aerial Mommy doesn't quite know what it is that confuses the nymphs about the ball pit and tries to explain it with a mental image of a single ball in the pit to which she continually adds more balls until the pit is full, encouraging the nymphs to join mommy in it.


Shadow Mommy is happy to see the nymphs like it and creates an avatar of herself in there to snuggle them.


Earth Mommy is all too happy to congratulate the climbers for their accomplishment and boops all of their noses as a reward while Fire Mommy is nuzzling Daddy's neck.

The griffon Cassio is big: in size, girth and muscle – all three are clearly defined by the lines as well as contours that take place along her feathered body. The black plumage surrounding her neck and head flex slowly each time the griffon moves causing the gray overt coloration of her body to mirror the movements like ripples in a pond – the same color is reflected in her eyes, albeit brigher in hue.


Cassio, it seems, is seated on her hind quarters by a large desk but leans in to reach a very large set of talons - three of them in total per limb, forming a cruel looking grip – to the other griffon.


"Welcome to Pon'yvill, then.'" she begins with a very clearly spoken tone that is strong but also distinctly feminine. "Sit down, I will ask you questions unless you have papers.”

Intimidated by Cassio's size, Kiro is quite wary as he approaches to sit down at the opposite side of the desk, not letting her out of his sight. As he sits down in front of the desk, his head is just above the top of it.


"I have a few things I can show." he tells the other griffon before opening his backpack to take out his ID card, his high school diploma and his flight school diploma, but still keeps an eye on her.


His ID shows the usual data like name, date of birth, his address in Griffonia and a few things about his appearance like height and eye colour.


His grades in high school were decent enough, but not those of a genius. He excelled in PE classes, language and maths, but was relatively bad in classes like music and arts.


His flight school diploma was of a separate school for advanced flyers, which he finished with pretty good grades overall.


"I hope these are the kinds of papers you are looking for." he remarks after putting them down on the desk for her to look at, "I wanted to sleep in my tent for the time being. Is there a good place where I can set it up?"

 

[Meds]

Rivet will retrieve his saddle pack-

The dark tinted unicorn stands there by the beds, content to remain still while looking at Rivet, and when the earth pony fetches his saddlebags the unicorn is barely holding in a facial twitch that looks a lot like fighting back a barrage of emotions. Then, in the dim illumination, once Rivet is ready to go apparently and begins to speak, the unicorn raises a hoof tip in front of his mouth. "SSh!"


Pausing, the unicorn then continues at a very low voice. "This is off the books but Smithy wanted to go check on Hellfire's work. He mentioned you by name and asked me to wake you up and tell you to eat before you head off."

Earth Mommy is all too happy to congratulate the climbers for their accomplishment and boops all of their noses as a reward while Fire Mommy is nuzzling Daddy's neck.

One of the nymphs buzzes up to the ballpit, very confused by this odd kind of a pool but still willing to give it a try, although the little changeling also has trouble in the pit due to how the balls are sized, and being unaccustomed to them. Two more join in but are even more confused, especially by the odd sounds the balls make no matter what the little squeakers do much to their quickly ramping confusion. 


Shadow Mommy' audience are happy to curl up in the avatar's mane while they quietly watch the stars and make very little nose, beyond the faintest emotional purrs of contentment.


Earth Mommy's boops make the climbers very proud of their achievements and thus they ask her for snacks to celebrate, including hopeful bright eyes in that request.


The darkness without form growls distantly as the voice thrums in the distant spaces of the planes around the Spire but he tenderly nuzzles the flaming female simultaneously.

"I hope these are the kinds of papers you are looking for." he remarks after putting them down on the desk for her to look at, "I wanted to sleep in my tent for the time being. Is there a good place where I can set it up?"

The female griffon is clearly pleased by what she sees as she rolls them under one scroll which soon enough springs her copies which the she-griffon secures in her files. "Want to add details? Profession, new things, change things? Now is chance." Cassio's Equestrian is thick but understandable. "Green Moors is empty, maybe put tent there. Map in lobby."

Amity does indeed take the bait and swats at the flowing mane as well as waving her open mouth at it, making sure not to bite or tug at the noble strands.

The imperial ruler is pleased again, even moreso than at her ability to feed on her pet's constant vortex of emotions. Slowly she meanders into the pathways of the palace and gazes out into the moonlit sky, enjoying the feeling of her pet on the back - and upon that idea lets her pet also see the sun as the ruler of an empire sidles next to the window sideways to let the moon's bright silvery luminescence touch upon her pet. In that moment The Empress is silent and watches the beauty of her pet, a quiet smile on her lips.

Benevolence squeaks that ball booping does indeed sound very fun, and offers the jumbo-sized plush calf to the home-maker Nymphs as a sign of thanks for coming over to visit her and being concerned. 

Several, close to a dozen if not more, nymphs surge over at the sound of ball booping and soon enough they have a nymph-sized bouncy ball made from Dark Art and a ball one of the nymphs found. One of the horde boops the ball with nose several times while squeak-squeak-squeaking very excitedly while others chirp, cheep and buzz their helpful suggestions - all of which is just happy nonsensical sounds tiny squeakers are wont to make when they are playing or just happy. 


The ball is booped in front of the now-happier sister to see what she does.

 

[Torzar]

One of the nymphs buzzes up to the ballpit, very confused by this odd kind of a pool but still willing to give it a try, although the little changeling also has trouble in the pit due to how the balls are sized, and being unaccustomed to them. Two more join in but are even more confused, especially by the odd sounds the balls make no matter what the little squeakers do much to their quickly ramping confusion. 


Shadow Mommy' audience are happy to curl up in the avatar's mane while they quietly watch the stars and make very little nose, beyond the faintest emotional purrs of contentment.


Earth Mommy's boops make the climbers very proud of their achievements and thus they ask her for snacks to celebrate, including hopeful bright eyes in that request.


The darkness without form growls distantly as the voice thrums in the distant spaces of the planes around the Spire but he tenderly nuzzles the flaming female simultaneously.

Aerial Mommy isn't sure how else she could help the nymphs get accomodated to the ball pit, since it seems like they simply don't find it very interesting, even after going inside of it.


Shadow Mommy's avatar giggles, wondering if the nymphs would vanish in her mane so that she has to create an avatar of her avatar in whose mane they then again hide, repeating the process all over again.


Earth Mommy happily provides the little squeakers with some cookies, notifying all of the nymphs that they can have a snack as well.


Flame Mommy kisses the darkness and comments that the nymphs seem to have some of his traits when it comes to climbing mountains, though Daddy seems to like climbing mount mommy more than anything.

The female griffon is clearly pleased by what she sees as she rolls them under one scroll which soon enough springs her copies which the she-griffon secures in her files. "Want to add details? Profession, new things, change things? Now is chance." Cassio's Equestrian is thick but understandable. "Green Moors is empty, maybe put tent there. Map in lobby."

"I don't think there is anything I need to add or change." the small griffon states after a moment of thought, still wary of the other griffon, "And I think that flying is my profession. I didn't only learn advanced flying at flight school, I also learned weather control and instructed young griffons on how to take their baby steps when it comes to flying."


"I can set up my tent at Green Moors? Got it." he additionally remarks and takes out a little notebook to write that down.

 

[JDeko]

"I'll be sure to remember this way when you need something else." Knife pipes up, following behind the mare. Her heels clicking down with every step. "Um... This is really only my second time."

"Second time being a maid?!" The perverted mare's ears perk up at the thought.

The imperial ruler is pleased again, even moreso than at her ability to feed on her pet's constant vortex of emotions. Slowly she meanders into the pathways of the palace and gazes out into the moonlit sky, enjoying the feeling of her pet on the back - and upon that idea lets her pet also see the sun as the ruler of an empire sidles next to the window sideways to let the moon's bright silvery luminescence touch upon her pet. In that moment The Empress is silent and watches the beauty of her pet, a quiet smile on her lips.

Amity nuzzles her beloved Owner as she takes in not only the beauty of the Empress but also that of the Moon illuminating the pair and making everything more beautiful to the Pet Princess.

Several, close to a dozen if not more, nymphs surge over at the sound of ball booping and soon enough they have a nymph-sized bouncy ball made from Dark Art and a ball one of the nymphs found. One of the horde boops the ball with nose several times while squeak-squeak-squeaking very excitedly while others chirp, cheep and buzz their helpful suggestions - all of which is just happy nonsensical sounds tiny squeakers are wont to make when they are playing or just happy. 


The ball is booped in front of the now-happier sister to see what she does.

Benevolence gives the ball a very enthusiastic boop using her whole body for booping in order to show how happy she is to boop the ball and play.

 

[TresdeLeche]

"Please." he said, handing over the magazine. "I don't want to have to turn into a mare. If I have to, I can be fairly convincing, but I'd much rather be a stallion. At least stallions are oriented the same way as me... Usually."

<cut to Alula>
"Okay!"  "How about this model?"
The spotless changeling pointed to a rather muscular stallion who was wearing a three piece suit.  The stallion didn't have any other unique features other than their built, as everything else that made up their appearance wasn't out of the ordinary.  The stallion hand a short black mane, and tan fur.  

 

[ZinkShecoat]

"Second time being a maid?!" The perverted mare's ears perk up at the thought.

Knife nods slowly, drinking in the surroundings as they walked. "Yes, I was trained in Neigh Orleans." The hound brought her paws behind her back. "I will certainly do the best I can for you though."

 

[RuBoo]

<cut to Alula>
"Okay!"  "How about this model?"
The spotless changeling pointed to a rather muscular stallion who was wearing a three piece suit.  The stallion didn't have any other unique features other than their built, as everything else that made up their appearance wasn't out of the ordinary.  The stallion hand a short black mane, and tan fur.  

Shivers nodded before changing into the stallion pointed out by Alula.

 

[Xatarias]

when the earth pony fetches his saddlebags the unicorn is barely holding in a facial twitch that looks a lot like fighting back a barrage of emotions. Then, in the dim illumination, once Rivet is ready to go apparently and begins to speak, the unicorn raises a hoof tip in front of his mouth. "SSh!"


Pausing, the unicorn then continues at a very low voice. "This is off the books but Smithy wanted to go check on Hellfire's work. He mentioned you by name and asked me to wake you up and tell you to eat before you head off."

Rivet flinches as his questions are suddenly interrupted. Was this "tour" something that really needed to be kept a secret? And who was this Hellfire, anyway? He frowns, not liking the half-explanation he was getting, but nods to the unicorn.


Rivet will try to locate something for breakfast- Dinner? Before following his guide to the forge.

 

[Meds]

Rivet will try to locate something for breakfast- Dinner? Before following his guide to the forge.

Rivet is in luck. By the entrance outside there is a communal firepit of some kind. A short investigation reveals that there is a filling and cheap menu of equine edibles in there. One of the cheapest options is a Full Bun which is a cheap looking bun split in the middle and full of...something that may or may not be delicious but is clearly filling since many order it and walk into the night with it; further more it is the only one that requires no bits and instead accepts promises of a favor returned. A unicorn is standing by to record said promises via a purple-blue quill while two hounds handle the cooking.


Rivet also finds Smithy by the fire eating one of those exact portions. The smith pony waves cheerily and eagerly at Rivet, but cannot call out due to having a full mouth.

Amity nuzzles her beloved Owner as she takes in not only the beauty of the Empress but also that of the Moon illuminating the pair and making everything more beautiful to the Pet Princess.

The Empress takes a minute to simply enjoy the moment and, closing her eyes, leans in to purr and nuzzle her pet.

Benevolence gives the ball a very enthusiastic boop using her whole body for booping in order to show how happy she is to boop the ball and play.

Benevolence's  many siblings dash after the ball in a rush of very happy squeaks and chirps, climbing all over each other in a playful tumble where wings, hoovesies and tails flail in a rolling ball of chaos. Very soon the ball takes off, booped from one nymph to another but by fifth boop it is sent in Benevolence's general direction.

 

[Xatarias]

A unicorn is standing by to record said promises via a purple-blue quill while two hounds handle the cooking.


Rivet also finds Smithy by the fire eating one of those exact portions. The smith pony waves cheerily and eagerly at Rivet, but cannot call out due to having a full mouth.

Rivet walks up and orders a Full Bun, giving his information to the unicorn scribe. Thus equipped with his snack, he walks over to his roommate.


"The guy you sent to wake me seems... Interesting. He certainly didn't want me talking about the forge. Is there something I should know? I'm not going to get you into trouble for the sake of my curiosity, am I?" Rivet asks nervously.

 

[Meds]

"The guy you sent to wake me seems... Interesting. He certainly didn't want me talking about the forge. Is there something I should know? I'm not going to get you into trouble for the sake of my curiosity, am I?" Rivet asks nervously.

Smithy makes room on the log he is sitting on in the company of some other similar looking rugged-bodied earth ponies, of whom a majority is mares, although equines are a minority race compared to hounds. The smith pony makes a very casual dismissive wave with a forehoof before answering, speaking through chomps of the bun. "Nah," the smith begins. "Hellfire's touchy abot their work. Figurred I'd go there tonight and see the forge."


A pause for swallowing and the smith continues. "You were probably speaking a little loud, no sweat. Hellfire's reliable. The name is for what most folk guess Hellfire uses for their own forges. They're hot enough, but nobody knows how they do it - well, short of some great conspiracy." The wry smile Smithy offers tells Rivet that Smithy gives such claims no credit.


"Besides, it's a free empire. Nothing says a pony can't heat up a forge if they know how to handle it safely, including with Hellfire. Never tried, mind you. And don't think I ever want to try."

 

[Xatarias]

The smith pony makes a very casual dismissive wave with a forehoof before answering, speaking through chomps of the bun. "Nah," the smith begins. "Hellfire's touchy abot their work. Figurred I'd go there tonight and see the forge."

Rivet nods, taking Smithy at his word that there wouldn't be trouble. The idea that something so integral to the smith's craft was basically a mystery irks him. Knowledge was something that should be shared. Especially if that something could provide, forge-worthy temperatures for an extended period of time. The alchemist's interest is peaked, he can't wait to see this Hellfire at work.


The russet earth pony snarfs down his meal quickly, wanting to finish by the time Smithy does. He stands, licking crumbs off his lips.


"Well I'm ready to go. Shall we see the forge?" Rivet asks trying, and no doubt failing, to keep the eagerness from his voice.

 

[Meds]

"Well I'm ready to go. Shall we see the forge?" Rivet asks trying, and no doubt failing, to keep the eagerness from his voice.

"Eager much?" Smithy comments idly, wiping his mouth on a hoofkerchief. "Can't say I blame you, the place is a beaut even half-finished."


So spoken the dark-colored earth pony stands and heads for the wider, better-lit streets and begins humming a small tune. His pace is moderately slow and he eyes Rivet once the other pony is beside him. "The work should not let anybody in after hours since burglars could get ideas but you're not one - I think you're more of a pony who found his spot and cant wait to hammer something until it's a work of art," the smith states openly to Rivet as they walk. "Call it a hunch."

 

[Xatarias]

Eager much?" Smithy comments idly, wiping his mouth on a hoofkerchief. "Can't say I blame you, the place is a beaut even half-finished."


So spoken the dark-colored earth pony stands and heads for the wider, better-lit streets and begins humming a small tune. His pace is moderately slow and he eyes Rivet once the other pony is beside him. "The work should not let anybody in after hours since burglars could get ideas but you're not one - I think you're more of a pony who found his spot and cant wait to hammer something until it's a work of art," the smith states openly to Rivet as they walk. "Call it a hunch."

Rivet thinks on that for a moment. While he never really considered his inventor-streak as particularly artsy, the young pony certainly appreciates good craftsmanship and there certainly was a particular satisfaction in making something that worked flawlessly. He decides there is some truth to Smithy's evaluation, even if as a rule Rivet favors function over form.


"I definitely like making things," Rivet answers pleasantly. "I've always had an easier time crafting things than interacting with people. When it's metalwork or potions, I manage just fine... But sometimes, I don't really understand why people act the way they do."


Realizing he's rambling, Rivet quickly puts the conversation back towards it's starting point. "But yeah, I can empathize with someone taking pride in their work. If you need something built, why not make it the best you can?"