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crazy-peach-adopt In reply to ??? [2015-06-28 02:29:34 +0000 UTC]
yes it is please try if you are interested.
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crazy-peach-adopt In reply to Ask-Mia-Insanity [2015-06-28 02:45:56 +0000 UTC]
no gender does not matter, but each pony does have their own sexuality. so that should be something you take into account.
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KatarinaZ [2015-05-04 07:55:17 +0000 UTC]
Is this still open?
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VOlDPRlNCE [2014-12-18 22:29:21 +0000 UTC]
Could I try for Pomegranate?
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sailorx161 [2014-12-15 19:58:55 +0000 UTC]
Entry #1
name of pony:
sweetcream
name of your pony:
Starry Knight
reff of your pony:
sailorx161.deviantart.com/art/…
occupation:
Idol (internet star and popstar)
how our ponies met:
Making he's usual deliveries to new and regular customers, lead Sweetcream to the doorstep of an aspiring Idol. Who answered his door looking forward to sweet treat after putting in the order just 30 minutes ago. Before dismissing Sweet cream after exchanging payment and product within being greeted. Starry Knight would make a comment about wanting to sample some of Sweetcream's sweetness. That ended first meeting at a between them with Starry Knight winking at before dismissing him.
Second time Sweetcream would see Starry Knight again, when Starry Knight with one of his foals entered the bakery. Here to buy a dozen or so cream filled bear claws for his foals to snack on before he returned home. This made Starry Knight about to ask who ever was at the front desk and found Sweetcream. Form of flirting filled with complements about sweets Sweetcream made and how Starry Knight has a cooking skill. Led to Sweetcream some how being asked on a private date to Starry Knight's place.
Third time a foal free date with Sweetcream arriving at Starry Knight's door step once more for home cooked meal. All prepared by Starry Knight from a Seafood Gumbo served in a individual bread bowls to a Peach Cobbler. That ended with the sharing of recipes straight from Starry Knight's own cook book. Along with the planning stages of many dates after this since on daily basis then on in. Starry Knight started visiting the bakery Sweetcream worked bring him home cooked meals for lunch, or slices of his Peach Cobbler.
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crazy-peach-adopt In reply to sailorx161 [2014-12-15 21:11:42 +0000 UTC]
.... firstly.... that was very hard to read, you change tenses too much.
secondly.... Why would a pop star cook their own food, and thirdly... no. just no. they don't look good together. thanks for trying but no.
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crazy-peach-adopt In reply to dragonlover786 [2014-12-09 15:11:01 +0000 UTC]
sure go ahead. just link to this deviation and credit me for the character so i can read it.
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Lavenderine [2014-12-09 04:06:43 +0000 UTC]
I'm not much of an RPer, but I've got some lonely ponies looking for love c:
Could I try for burning heart?
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crazy-peach-adopt In reply to Lavenderine [2014-12-09 04:24:46 +0000 UTC]
go ahead if its not struck out and the base filled then it is open.
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Lavenderine In reply to crazy-peach-adopt [2014-12-10 02:56:56 +0000 UTC]
name of pony: Burning Heart
name of your pony: Heart feather
reff of your pony: lavenderine.deviantart.com/art…
occupation: owns a valentines day-like gift shop, writes letters/poems/cards for ponies who need a little help (starting or continuing) in their relationship
how our ponies met:
One stormy evening, around 4pm, after feather had finished writing her (thought to be) last letter, she decided to close up shop early and stay there until the storm past and she could go home. After writing love poems for no one in-particular for about two and a half hours, she started to dose off. After a few minutes three loud knocks came, startling feather. She ran to the door to unlock it, and invite the stranger in out of the now worsening weather. "Pardon me pretty miss, but your sign says your open til 7:30. Perhaps I should come back another time" the stranger stated turning to leave. Her tired expression changing to a look of confusion. Did he just call me pretty?, she thought to herself at the same time looking him over to make sure he was real and she was not still asleep. His bright amber eye (s) catching her attention; He was something she'd never seen before, so different, so unique, so...inspiring. Snapping back in to reality after hearing her door creak she quickly shouted "NO!". He turn to face her a little confused by her sudden noise "I beg your pardon, young miss?". She blushed slightly and turned away; quickly realizing she had said that a 'little' louder than she meant to. "I... I mean... You don't have to leave. I just closed a little early because of the storm. W...what can I do for you?" She spoke quietly. "Well I'm working on bringing to pony closer together, if ya know what I mean" he said raising an eyebrow. "Oh, yes, of course..." She said a little disappointed. Noticing her hurt expression he asked "what's the matter pretty miss? You do write love letters don't you?". "Yes, I...I..do" she stammered. "Just give me the name of your special some pony, and I'll get to work" she stated, smiling weakly, the new pain in her heart growing with each word she spoke. "Oh no, pretty miss, the letters not for me, it's for a client. Ya, see I'm a match maker, a single matchmaker. I help ponies find there true lovey dovyies." He said puting his hooves to his face and making kissing sounds for the last part. "I need a love letter to get a young lad started, he's no good with words or wooing the ladies, not like I am anyway" he said with a wink. She blushed and he noticed. "Think he said his name was Mac? Trying to woo a young pink hair mare." He continued. She pulled a feather from her wing and began the letter while he continued to talk. She enjoyed helping others find true love, but it alway made her sad she didn't have one. While she was writing, he decided to look around. "What a nice shop you have here pretty miss." He said, his attention on how organized every thing was. "Why, thank you" she answer; her mind not leaving her work. Grabbing a piece of paper, he began to read; it was a poem she had written earlier. "This is a wonderful poem miss, did you write it your self?" The rhymes on the page were perfect; Each line more heart felt and meaningful than the last. "Yes" she stated plainly. "Why, it's almost the most beautiful thing I've ever seen..." He said staring directly at her. "... The only thing more beautiful than this poem is you" his voice becoming quiet and serious on the last part of what he said. She replied "Well, thank yo-... Wait did you just?" "I did" he stated. "I...um a.. Your..." She stammered, He waited 'what was he to her' he thought. His eye widening, a large smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye. "Your... Your... Um... Your letters done" changing the subject she nervously spoke. "Noooo, that's not what I wanted to hearrrr!" He wined, then realizing he said that out loud; a nervous look coming over his face. Sighing she calmly let loose " your unique, your inspiring, even as a poet, there are no word to describe exactly how you make me feel." He looked up. She continued "From the moment I saw you..I..I just... I knew you were special." He couldn't believe his ears, usually he was the one to deliver the "your the specialist pony" speech. She was startled by what she said, but every word was true. "Well" he said kinda speechless. "I like what ya say. Usually I'm the one to make the first move, flirt the first line. I have to say your takin the fun out of flirting for me." He said sarcastically. "Why don't we talk some more, I'd like to hear more about me, from someone as cute as you." They sat waiting for the storm to end, talking about all the ponies they'd help find love and how long they'd each waited for it, they talked about their likes and dislikes and how it was both their dreams to get married some day. Who knew a matchmaker and a love letter writer could have so much in common? It's was about 8:30 by the time they noticed the storm had passed. "Well I thank you for this heart to heart talk" he started. "But if I don't deliver this letter to that lad soon, he may start singing at her balcony" he said sarcastically. "What was your name by the way? Mines Burning Heart." "I'm Heart Feather" "well miss feather, perhaps we'll stay in touch" he said with a wink, his tail grabbing her wing in a 'hand shake' as he turned to leave. "That would be nice. good bye mr.heart" she said. "Good bye to you to pretty momma" he said walking out the door. With the door closing behind him he said quietly "Hmm... Haha. yes. A 'heart' to 'heart' talk..." He deliver his letter to the lad, to give to his sweetie. Through the days he had told every friend and client about 'her' and he had sent many clients over to her for letters to their loves. A few days pasted and he decided that after work he see his new 'friend'. After all her shop was only a short walk from his. "Hi honey, I'm home." He joke as he walked in the door. She laughed quietly "I didn't think id see you again or at least not this soon." "Well, sugar I just couldn't stay away from you, your just too sweet! So how have you been my 'feathered' dove?" He cooed. She had to admit he was flirting and calling her silly names more, but she didn't mind, she thought it was cute. Plus it made her feel special. "Things have really picked up since you dropped by, more and more ponies have been coming to me for letters and poems. I don't know why? How have you been?" She said. "Well I was a bit 'down'" he smiled raising his wings then putting them back down. "But now I see you and I'm fling high" "oh I almost forgot, I have something for you" she said pulling something from her wing. It was an orange carnation with a note and a scarlet quill tied to it. "The color reminded me of your lovely eyes" she said giving it to him. A little dazed he read the note. "I love you" it stated noting more nothing less, he knew the quill was hers from her wing. She had one scarlet quill per each cream colored wing, and only one was left. "I thought you could use a nice quill to write with." She nervously spoke. He rushed to her side wrapping both tails around her and putting a wing on her back. "I love you too." He spoke softly....
to be continued?
Sorry, If I made him to out of character.
the "pretty momma" thing was a reference to the king of (failed) flirting Johnny bravo
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crazy-peach-adopt In reply to Lavenderine [2014-12-10 03:47:56 +0000 UTC]
oh yes you have my permission... as long as you credit me for him. and would you like a breed-able of them together??
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PinkiePieTARDIS [2014-12-09 03:14:33 +0000 UTC]
name of pony: Dovev
name of your pony: Orange Cream
reff of your pony: Orange Cream
occupation: Works full-time at fast food place
how our ponies met:
Orange sighed, as he was known to do quite often. It was another unsuccessful day at work and he was very prepared for a silent, quiet evening at home. However as he trotted up his walkway to his cozy, beaten up living space he saw something quite out of the ordinary. Well not too out of the ordinary, but not what he expected to see. A gray stallion, looking only a few years younger than him was knocking at the door. He could only assume he was there to deliver something, due to the satchel at his side and the package that lay by his hooves. The colt looked ready to turn around and head back, due to no answer coming from the door. Though Orange couldn’t bring himself to say anything, often taken aback when things don’t go exactly how he had planned. Though soon the colt let out a sigh and turned around, tilting his head at the silent orange one on the walkway.
“Um, do you live here?” The gray colt asked, blinking a few times. “Because I have a few papers you ought to sign.”
“S-Sure…I mean yeah. Yeah I live here.” Orange trotted a bit closer, levitating the pen that the delivery colt held out. “Seems like I caught you just in time.” He made a few attempts at small-talk, though failed semi-miserably. Orange wasn’t the best at socializing. Yet the gray colt gave him a smile, waving as he trotted off to his next delivery. Well that was pleasant, Orange thought as he opened the door and trotted inside. Pleasant indeed.
//eh im not the best writer sorry ;u;
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crazy-peach-adopt In reply to PinkiePieTARDIS [2014-12-09 04:10:42 +0000 UTC]
aaaw!~~~ this is awesome!~ congrats you won for Dovev!~
feel free to try for others as well.
and if you want to roleplay with them just send me a note.
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PinkiePieTARDIS In reply to crazy-peach-adopt [2014-12-09 04:44:20 +0000 UTC]
Awesome! ouo
I'll note you right now! And I might try for some others if I have the time~
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