TheToast7 wrote:"The Hoofterlands" is the unofficial name for all the land between settlements in Equestria. As the majority of Equestria is unsettled, the Hoofterlands are a wild area, with lakes, forests, and mountains all over. This is where criminals go to evade the law, where families go to vacation, and where farmers go to farm. There is a great deal of adventure to be had in the Hoofterlands, so get on out there, you crazy kids!
Knight Tyrfang wrote:After Prank had retrieved his saddlebags from a little tree outside of Manehattan, Prank decided to go travel to another town to set up a prank. He took out a map of Equestria.
"Hmmm...Well, I put chocolate milk in the Cloud making machines in Cloudsdale last week..." Prank said, looking at his map. "Ah, maybe I should go to Appleoosa, I gotta thank that unicorn that gave me that charm..."
So he decided to go to Appleloosa. He needed to lay low for a while, seeing as he pranked almost every town, except for Ponyville, and Appleoosa that week.
Half way there, he decided to set up camp, under an apple tree. Though, it was still sunny out, Prank had to go to bed, since he always had to wake up early to prep his pranks. He set up a tent, then lay down a blanket. Yawning, he decided to read his favorite book, titled Discord: The Tradgedy. He hoped that some day, he'd be able to figure out a way to re-release him from the statue back in Canterlot. Life was too boring, and peaceful for him. When it was raining chocolate milk, he had fun skating on the soapy roads. As he read, he slowly became drowsy, and finally fell asleep within his sleeping bag.
Knight Tyrfang wrote:Prank woke up to the smell of smoke a few minutes later, and began to panic. "Ah manure, don't tell me the fireworks went off again!" He then scrambled to his saddle bag. To his relief, the fireworks were still unlit.
"Oh, good, no explosives for me then. So then, where's the smoke coming from?" He said, as he poked his head out of his tent, sniffing. Prank looked back towards Manehattan, and could see a cloud of black smoke rising from the city.
"Goody! I didn't think the parasprites would do that much damage!" Prank said, giddy with glee. "Though, how they caused the fire, I'll never know...Oh well, who cares! The ponies there are probably all panicking!"
He couldn't help but do a little dance, but then he had to serious up. He knew that fire was still dangerous, especially near his fireworks, so if it spread out into the Hoofterlands, he'd be in trouble. He decided to pack up camp quickly, and continue walking down the path.
"Well, sleep can wait until I reach Appleoosa... But boy, I'm going to be so tired tomorrow morning!" muttered Prank, cantering in the direction of the town. "After I thank ol' Bubbling Trot, the prank I pull better be worth it..."
Korkoa wrote:Razorclaw flew over the vast fields of Equestria, grumbling to himself. He just got out of fighting a dang hoard to stupid fuzzballs, and now the stupid gemcruncher was sending him off to work with Greybeak?! He really hoped he found that Gryphon doing something embarrassing... Of course, there was always the Sand Ninja incident to pull out...
Mrmegamax95 wrote:Zezoor looked at the room on the train once again, marvelling at the opulence. Why, the cushions were all positively STUFFED. He couldn't believe that this was what Equestrians considered "Second class". As he looked around, his eyes settled on his companion Ingot. He hadn't said anything the whole time except to order something to drink from one of the server ponies. Feeling the silence get awkward he said "You are not a very excitable fellow. In fact you are quite mellow."
ToonNinja wrote:What the Tartarus am I doing?
Riding a train, obviously.
I know that, you old curmudgeon. But why?
Wings are tired. Can't fly as well as I used to.
Boreas shook his head. No need to go drifting off into his thoughts. He might actually start to question why he left his old shack. Distracting himself, he scanned the rest of the car. The only ones who caught his eye were a blue unicorn-zebra (a sight, he admitted, that was new even for him) and his fellow(?) unicorn. Not entirely sure why. Regardless, he'd keep an eye on them. Incidentally, this meant keeping his only eye on them. Ah, well. Nothing interesting to do anyways.
Mrmegamax95 wrote:Oh, Ingot was asleep. Zezoor grew bored again and then he locked eyes with the other interesting occupant of the car. A one-eyed gryphon!! Zezoor was still far more comfortable talking to them than ponies just yet, so he decided to strike up a conversation. He walked up and in the gryphon tongue gave a traditional greeting., "Good hunting to you for life, and may you stop much strife.". He hoped he seperated his roars and sqwaks correctly.
ToonNinja wrote:Boreas blinked. He didn't expect to hear anyone speaking his native tongue. Certainly not anypony. He cast a wary glance at the newcomer. "Same." He mentally kicked himself. Ponies don't hunt, he chided himself. Excuse me if I slip when they're speaking the gryphon language.
Mrmegamax95 wrote:"With you I wish but to speak, I am less comfortable with muzzle than I am with beak."
ToonNinja wrote:"Suppose that's fine. Been a while since I've spoken much, so fair warning. What do you want to talk about?"
Mrmegamax95 wrote:"My name is Zezoor Stargazer to start. May I ask who you art?"
ToonNinja wrote:"Boreas. Just Boreas."
Mrmegamax95 wrote:"Boreas, Just Boreas it is good to meet you. Are you hungry? I have some left over stew."
ToonNinja wrote:"Clever. And... sure, why not." If it's poisoned, I'll know this was a bad idea and be content with my own stupidity. If not... this idea might just be okay.
Mrmegamax95 wrote:Zezoor spooned the stew out of his homemeade container into a wooden bowl. He then used a friction spell to heat it back to a nice warm temperature. "You know, this is my first time on a train. Whoever invented them had quite a brain.". He handed Boreas the bowl and decided to just eat what was left. He emptied the container and heated himself up a bowl, devouring it greedily.
ToonNinja wrote:Boreas watched the zebricorn (OOC- that's a decent name for it, right?) eat the stew. Nothing added in-between. He doubted the bowl posed any serious threat, and gave it a taste. It had more flavor to it than anything else he'd bothered to eat in... well, a good while.
"Not bad. And the train's okay. Easier on the wings for me, at least."
Mrmegamax95 wrote:Zezoor licked the bowl clean as he asked "That begs the question as to why you are on the ground, instead of the air with no worries or cares to be found.". Feeling idle hooves, he unconsciously pulled out his training bags and began juggling them.
Mrmegamax95 wrote:(OOC ps, that name was better than anything I could come up with.)
ToonNinja wrote:"Long story short? I'm old. Wings don't work as well as they used to. Train's easier. Not used to closed spaces, though."
A pause. "...Juggling?"
Mrmegamax95 wrote:"A skill that I learned at a young age. It was taught to me by my grandfather, the village sage. The trick to do it with hooves is to hit it not too hard, or too little. It must be just right, the balance in the middle."
Mrmegamax95 wrote:"It is also good in a fight. All you have to do is get your aim right.". With this he did three flicks of his wrist and the bags went flying, all hitting within a few inches of each other. "Interesting use, eh? In fact, I had won a battle with it just today!"
ToonNinja wrote:The old gryphon's eyes seemed briefly alight at the mention of fight. "Battle, huh? Didn't think there were many of those anymore. That is pretty interesting."
Mrmegamax95 wrote:"Bandits tried to steal from my friend. They were easy to scare off in the end."
DragonWasp wrote:"I was there to witness. twas pretty scary." Storm said after waking up from a light nap.
Mrmegamax95 wrote:"Ah, Storm. Glad to see you with us once more. You were oddly quiet most of the time, was there any reason to that rhyme?"
ToonNinja wrote:The old gryphon snapped back into reality, briefly touching a talon to where his eye used to be. "Sorry, old habit," he confessed. He cracked his shoulders, staring at the newcomer. "Friend of yours?"
alphabetadelta wrote:''And good morning Equestria!'' *Yawn* Ingot had woken from his nap.
''Oh, hello there Storm.''
Mrmegamax95 wrote:"Now that we are all awake, we should prepare to depart, our destination is over the next break". As he pointed out the window, the city of Canterlot came into view. It's sparkling glory was less than an hour away, and Zezoor could not WAIT to see the splendor that these ponies lived in.
DragonWasp wrote:"Hello Ingot! And may I ask who this is?" Storm said pointing to the gryphon
Mrmegamax95 wrote:"Boreas, Just Boreas is his name, although I have yet to figure what is his game... I have told much of myself over stew... But there has been little talk about YOU". Zezoor then waited for the gryphon to speak, hoping he would talk about himself, if just a little bit.