Con went to Hawaii as he was told. He rented a car created by Flim, and went to a hotel.
Con: *Parks car* Hmm, *Sees another car, and walks into hotel*
Lasala: *Walks past*
Con: *Goes to information desk* Hello.
Desk clerk: Hi.
Con: I'm returning from a visit to a friend of mine, but I forgot my room number.
Desk Clerk: Oh, I don't think I can help you, sorry.
Con: Alrighty then, I'll be right back. *walks to entrance* *Stands by entrance*
Rich pony: Excuse me.
Con: *Ignores rich pony*
Rich Pony: Hey, dumbass.
Con: What?
Rich Pony: Park my sportscar for me, will you? *Throws keys at Con*
Con: *Catches keys, and walks to rich pony's car*
The sportscar was a brand new Foallari
Con: *Climbs in car* Now you'll learn from your mistake on calling me a dumbass *Crashes car into guardrail*
The guardrail hit a bunch of other cars, and a lot of alarms went off.
Con: *Walks back to hotel*
Worried Ponies: *Running to cars*
Con: *Returns to information desk* Maybe this oughta help you tell me my room number, I have this beautiful 1964 Aston Maretin parked in spot 220.
Desk Clerk: *Searching list* Lasala?
Con: That's my name.
Desk Clerk: Your room number is 95, actually it's a beach house, but you'll like it there.
Con: Thank you, and goodbye.
Desk Clerk: Goodbye.
Con stole the Aston Maretin, and drove to the beach house. When he arrived, he saw Moneybit
After a few minutes of putting on bathing suits, the two ponies walked on the beach.
Con: What are you doing here Miss. Moneybit?
Moneybit: I was sent by P. He want's me to inform you about why you were sent here.
Con: Of course. He's always informing me on something.
Moneybit: A pony named Lasala is going to try, and destroy a prototype for a new jetplane. He'll try it tonight. You must stop him.
Con: I can do that. Why don't we go have some champagne?
Moneybit: What's that?
Con: You've never heard of champagne? Well, you don't know what you're missing out on.
After the conversation, they went swimming in the beach, and made a sandcastle. Then they went to drink champagne, and watched a few episodes of Ponies On The Rails
2 B continued
Con: *Parks car* Hmm, *Sees another car, and walks into hotel*
Lasala: *Walks past*
Con: *Goes to information desk* Hello.
Desk clerk: Hi.
Con: I'm returning from a visit to a friend of mine, but I forgot my room number.
Desk Clerk: Oh, I don't think I can help you, sorry.
Con: Alrighty then, I'll be right back. *walks to entrance* *Stands by entrance*
Rich pony: Excuse me.
Con: *Ignores rich pony*
Rich Pony: Hey, dumbass.
Con: What?
Rich Pony: Park my sportscar for me, will you? *Throws keys at Con*
Con: *Catches keys, and walks to rich pony's car*
The sportscar was a brand new Foallari
Con: *Climbs in car* Now you'll learn from your mistake on calling me a dumbass *Crashes car into guardrail*
The guardrail hit a bunch of other cars, and a lot of alarms went off.
Con: *Walks back to hotel*
Worried Ponies: *Running to cars*
Con: *Returns to information desk* Maybe this oughta help you tell me my room number, I have this beautiful 1964 Aston Maretin parked in spot 220.
Desk Clerk: *Searching list* Lasala?
Con: That's my name.
Desk Clerk: Your room number is 95, actually it's a beach house, but you'll like it there.
Con: Thank you, and goodbye.
Desk Clerk: Goodbye.
Con stole the Aston Maretin, and drove to the beach house. When he arrived, he saw Moneybit
After a few minutes of putting on bathing suits, the two ponies walked on the beach.
Con: What are you doing here Miss. Moneybit?
Moneybit: I was sent by P. He want's me to inform you about why you were sent here.
Con: Of course. He's always informing me on something.
Moneybit: A pony named Lasala is going to try, and destroy a prototype for a new jetplane. He'll try it tonight. You must stop him.
Con: I can do that. Why don't we go have some champagne?
Moneybit: What's that?
Con: You've never heard of champagne? Well, you don't know what you're missing out on.
After the conversation, they went swimming in the beach, and made a sandcastle. Then they went to drink champagne, and watched a few episodes of Ponies On The Rails
2 B continued
I am RainbowWing, this is the story of when The Cutiemark Trio got their cutiemarks. I will start with HoneyDoodle's.
" Yo! Brother! RainbowWing!" the energetic pegasus called. Me and her shy twin trotted to her.
"What do you want now?" I hollered. "Yeah," LightningTrail uttered quietly. "I now how to get our cutiemarks!" she smiled her green eyes sparkled with mischief. " Have a party!" she exclaimed,
" We are only fillies, what pony would want to go to that party?" I asked,
" Hey, i'm no filly, I'm a colt," LightningTrail pointed out. I sighed.
I love parties so we threw one in the Cutiemark Crusader's old tree house. The next day only twelve ponies showed but boy did she show them a good time!
After the party a heart with a lightning bolt in it appeared on her flank. We had no idea what it meant except it had some thing to do with parties.
" Yo! Brother! RainbowWing!" the energetic pegasus called. Me and her shy twin trotted to her.
"What do you want now?" I hollered. "Yeah," LightningTrail uttered quietly. "I now how to get our cutiemarks!" she smiled her green eyes sparkled with mischief. " Have a party!" she exclaimed,
" We are only fillies, what pony would want to go to that party?" I asked,
" Hey, i'm no filly, I'm a colt," LightningTrail pointed out. I sighed.
I love parties so we threw one in the Cutiemark Crusader's old tree house. The next day only twelve ponies showed but boy did she show them a good time!
After the party a heart with a lightning bolt in it appeared on her flank. We had no idea what it meant except it had some thing to do with parties.
I have decided to give you all Moon Dust's back story so enjoy and comment!
Moon Dust was born on Hearths Warming Eve. Her father was a pegasus named Tree Whisper. Nopony knew who her mother was. Moon Dust was delivered onto her father's house the night she was born by Princess Luna.
Luna said she found Moon Dust in the snow by the castle with a note telling the princesses he was her father. Luna said she sensed great power from this filly. Tree Whisper asked her to name the filly because naming the filly was not his job.
Moon Dust was named Moon Snowy Dust Moon Dust for short. Tree Whisper raised Moon Dust until another filly with a rainbow mane was delivered to his house with a name and note saying she was named Rainbow Wing. By then Moon Dust was 2.
When Moon Dust was 10 she was accepted to Celestia's School for gifted Unicorns and when she turned 12 she was made Luna's apprentice.
So that is most of Moon Dust's back story
Not sure why I'm saying this too you.
But it's amazing how far MLP got me within 3 years.
And it was ALL because of my friend Rhys Davis Thompson. Due to having been posting all those memes of it on facebook.
When I started asking what it was.
He even encourged me to check it out for myself. Witch I eventually did.
I had mixed feelings about, as I'm sure 'everyone' did at first.
But.. I hung in there. Having a crush on Twilight back then (even though it only lasted the first season), was probably one of the 'main' reasons.
Either way.
Who know. That he'll I'll be. Writing for it, reading for it, and well.. Just being here.
In my own way, I even got other people into it.
But I STILL don't like when people say 'anypony' haha. NOTHING changes that. There's no point. Never was.
But it's amazing how far MLP got me within 3 years.
And it was ALL because of my friend Rhys Davis Thompson. Due to having been posting all those memes of it on facebook.
When I started asking what it was.
He even encourged me to check it out for myself. Witch I eventually did.
I had mixed feelings about, as I'm sure 'everyone' did at first.
But.. I hung in there. Having a crush on Twilight back then (even though it only lasted the first season), was probably one of the 'main' reasons.
Either way.
Who know. That he'll I'll be. Writing for it, reading for it, and well.. Just being here.
In my own way, I even got other people into it.
But I STILL don't like when people say 'anypony' haha. NOTHING changes that. There's no point. Never was.