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Standing All Alone; 11 Dec 5150
Topic Started: Aug 5 2012, 05:01 PM (421 Views)
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Admittedly, this was not a marriage on the scale of Cadence and Shining Armor. If anything, as far as royal ceremonies went, it could be considered low key. But just because an entire nation wasn't breathing down her neck didn't mean there weren't still thousands of spectators and citizens here to watch her every move.

Aria had been ecstatic. After all, she hardly ever got the attention away from her two elder sisters. But now, as the sun baked her alive, and the cool water of the tide receded, leaving her half of the witnesses drying out and anxiously edging away from the altar entirely, while half of the land ponies had excused themselves to the reception tables anyway, it was all she could do not to cry.

It was simply humiliating on a scale she had never before experienced. Some stupid land pony she had never met had promised to be here on this day and unify their respective kingdoms in peace, and instead she was itching, sweating, dry, sandy, and completely, utterly alone.

The sun notched closer to the horizon- it had to be at least five o'clock- and a grey pallor was beginning to settle on the scene as dusk came ever closer.

But she would not cry. Partly because she couldn't afford to lose the water, but primarily because that horrible, awful pony didn't deserve her tears!

She adored land ponies, their culture was amazing and their legs were pretty impressive too, but this was unacceptable.

Hadn't Fuscus supplied them with vegetables during their stupid sun-behind-the-moon scare? Hadn't they freely offered their amenities to traders and travelers and scholars since their mutual discoveries of existence?

This was not merely a snub to Aria, but to seaponies everywhere.

And also, it was mean.

Finally giving up, Aria glared at the sun, made silent promises to find its keeper and have words with her, and retreated from the altar, her glittering dew-spun wings and gown of gauze and pearls making her quite the sight as she fluttered quickly towards the massive cake with every intention of gorging herself on land pony cuisine before going home and not coming out for three months, and then only to lead... some kind of... war... delegation! Yes! That was a thing, right?

And they would... would put salt in the ground! Yes! Land plants didn't like salt, right?

She sniffled miserably, and jammed a plate into the cake, sliding it under the entire top tier.

Unbefitting a princess? Maybe. But so was being left at the flipping altar!
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A small group of four elk wearing ceremonial Neighponese armor marched in-step to the scene. They formed two columns of two that faced each other and bowed, letting a large kirin with even larger, impressive antlers step out in front of them. He too was wearing ceremonial armor, the gold-and-red armor his father wore to his last battle. A slight breeze rippled his thick mane and beard. This was no other than the Daimyo of Osaklaw himself, Shuukaku Shikataro, son of the great Harvest Goddess Okami Inari and the noble Shogun Motochika Akihiro.

His elk rose and followed him to the scene of the wedding, well, where there was supposed to be a wedding. All Shikataro saw was a frustrated-looking seapony destroying the wedding cake.

The kirin approached the seapony and elegantly bowed to her.

"Greetings, young seapony, I am Shuukaku Shikataro, Daimyo of Osaklaw. Please forgive me for being so late; my ship ran off-course from a typhoon." He looked around to see that nopony other than the seapony was there.

"It looks like I must have run too late, it seems. It appears the wedding has ended."
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"The wedding never happened," Cheesecake explained, walking up from the shore. "Bitch left her at the altar...."

She'd been surprised, of course, to be invited to this, but the fact of the matter was she had crafted some of the intended gifts herself and her commissioner had practically insisted. So here she was in a dress that wouldn't look out of place in Canterlot and standing at one of the worst fuckups she'd seen in her life. The tattooed unicorn wasn't a romantic by any stretch of the imagination but she did have a rather strong sense of honor.

"Hey, look. I don't know if this means much but..." the Glassmaker knelt down. "I'm sorry. You didn't deserve this at all. Heck, if you want I'll go after her myself and see why she... the point is, I don't think any of us expected this, and we're behind you for whatever you want to do."
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Aria plunged her teeth into the moist, unassuming pile of cake that completely and thoroughly dwarfed the attractive porcelain plate. It was good. It was amazing, really. It had air! just cooked right into it! And it collapsed into a sludgey pile of sugar and spice in her mouth, a wholly inspiring effect overall, and one not found underwater, where pies were the norm and cakes all but impossible- except for heavily fried doughcakes.

This could be the last time she ever took part in such... such... earthen delights? Earth was a kind of pony though... Such... landy fare? Air food?

Some stallion or another introduced himself and she didn't look up from the cake-plate-hybrid until he got to his name. It was a weird name. So, she looked at him, and couldn't stop looking. He was so strange! Was he a pony? He didn't look like a pony... maybe a sphinx? But he had a reef! Growing out of his head!

A much normaller pony- one of the pointy kind most frequently visited the capital- answered his question while Aria gaped ridiculously, lip quivering.

She had been this close to living in a world where things with reefs growing out of their heads existed! And they must have been pretty common, because the reefy stallion wasn't even causing as much of a stir as her... abandonment.

And now she had to go back home and content herself with squids and impotent war plans that would be scrapped anyway because land ponies were too valuable to trade and the army was still recovering from the scuffle with the Yellow Sea merponies three years ago.

The pointy land pony- unihorns, unicorns, uni-somthings- knelt down in the sand beside her, finally breaking Aria's cake/reefhead induced daze to offer her allegiance to the cause!

What cause, precisely, Aria wasn't sure. Possibly a hunting party. "I... um. Thank you?" She shook her head slowly, and repeated, with more conviction. "Thank you. Very much. But I think I'd rather just eat this cake- it's excellent and you can have some too- and try really hard not to remember that this ever even happened." She blinked a few times and looked back at the reefhead pony. "And also, ask some questions. LIke, why do you have a reef growing out of your head, and where are the rest of the reef-headed ponies, because you guys are pretty awesome looking. Maybe I can marry one of you next time."
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Shikataro frowned, disappointed with the lack of the wedding.

"So there was no wedding? I-I'm so sorry," said Shika, removing his helmet. "The one who left you at the altar's family must be writhing with shame, indeed. Back in Neighpon, those who did such despicable things could only re-gain their honor by participating in...how do the Equestrians say it?"

Shika pulled out a small Neighponese-to-Equestrian dictionary and flipped to a page.

"They could only re-gain their honor by participating in sexy time...Wait, that doesn't sound right...Ah! Here it is! Neighponese Game Show!"

And then, Aria called Shika a 'reef-headed pony'.

"Oh, you mean my antlers? I'm actually a unikirin," said Shika, pulling his mane back to reveal an undersized nub of a horn. "They say that all the magic went to my antlers; I have a little bit of elk in my family tree, according to ancient family records."
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Cheesecake snagged the dictionary and looked through it in curiosity. "....I'm pretty sure the phrase you're looking for is 'Honorable Duel.' See?" She held up the proper page and tapped it with her hoof. "I don't see how sexy time would--actually, in this case it might work, but usually it'd make no sense." And really, how could some sort of game show be considered a method of honor? Maybe if it was Sumo wrestling.

Turning her attention back to more pertinent matters, she glanced from the unikirin's antlers to seapony staring at them. "Hey now, us regular ponies can make som fancy hats!" she joked. "But... I see your point. Neighponese ponies are definitely less likely to..."

She glanced behind her. There was some sort of commotion at the reception tables. "What is going on over there?"
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"Ooooh," Aria managed to make an excellent noise of interest and intrigue, even with her mouth stuffed full of rich, air-filled (and really! Air! In food! Such luxuries they had in this place!) cake. "So the word is Unikirin then? I thought it was Unihorn. I didn't know land ponies came is such shapes! Scales and fluff and everything! I thought you all looked like.... like...."

Aria gestured blandly towards the unicorn who had corrected him, but her gaze had been drawn to the ruckus.

Four mares of varying colors and sizes- though not nearly as varied as this might elk-stallion (and what was and Elk? Another type of land pony, probably, but what type?)- were tearing at eachothers' gown in a frankly horrible fashion. Aria grinned widely, little crumbs of cake and icing marring her teeth.

"Oh! I thought!" Whatever she had apparently thought was lost in a giddy whoop, and she scanned the crowd for her mother, who was surely the organizer of this wonderful gift of combat! Combat that Mother had assured her the Land Ponies would neither want nor allow at the ceremony. As far as raising her spirits went, a tournament was one of the better options.

Of course, the land ponies themselves were merely fighting over who would get to speak to the 'noble foreign princess' first, and offer their condolences. But that was not nearly as exciting as the tales of honor and intrigue spinning themselves out in her mind.
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Shika was just about to reply to Aria when he looked over to the fighting mares. It seemed very immature of them to be fighting over talking to a princess. Why couldn't they just come up to Aria as a group, peacefully take turns talking to her, and then leave it at that? Well, Shika was royalty after all, talking to other royals wasn't really that big of a deal for him. It was quite possible these mares hadn't seen a noblepony before.

"I'll handle this," said Shika calmly as he approached the chaos and let out a mighty, dragon-like roar. The mares were startled into breaking their tussle up.

"What has all of you fighting like this?" asked Shika. His elk guards stood next to him, ready to separate the mares in case another fight broke out.

"I wanted to talk to the princess first!" one of them shouted, causing the others to yell at her.

There was a chorus of shouting and hoof-blows once again, and the elk had to pull the ponies off of each other. The four elk each stood by a mare, making sure that they wouldn't start fighting again.

"Okay," said Shika as he took a deep breath. "Now I want all of you to be silent for a few minutes, calm down, and take a deep breath." He didn't have any ice packs on him, but he did have some bandages in his pack. One of the mares had a slight cut on her leg, and Shikataro wrapped them around it.

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"Unicorn." Cheesecake pointed to herself, then gestured at Shika. "He's half dragon, so he's a unikirin, but I am a unicorn. Don't ask me to explain it, I don't know what's going on..."

She shuffled her hooves.

"...so... what's it like under the sea?"
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