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Post by Rose Rebellion on Apr 9, 2004 15:41:53 GMT -5
(Dang it Em, post! Wysteria's about ready to dump hot chocolate on your head)
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Post by Rose Rebellion on May 6, 2004 21:56:10 GMT -5
(ooc: Ok Emberly, I'm sick of waiting. I waited for a month and I'm not gonna wait any longer. Wysteria is not going to stay stagnent. In fact, I'm pretending that Bon had her cup of cocoa and left. I'm sorry if this is kind a rude of me, but I just don't see the point in waiting longer.)
The purple mare sighed. Things just were not looking bright this festival eve. Her friends were out and she hadn't seen them for most the day, and running into Red Rook left her feeling a little uncomfortable, and perhaps a little sad. "It's just the holidays and I miss Silver Shadow, that's all there is to it," she openly admitted since no one was around. She was just one of the million single mares out there wishing they were someone else.
And Wysteria didn't like to feel that way. She didn't like to view herself as being pathetic, or a romantic, because she wasn't. But the holidays certainly had a way of getting to her. It wouldn't be so bad if her dear friends were with her to keep her occupied, but since they weren't it left her with her thoughts.
At first she decided to spend whatever of the evening talking with her parents on the phone. It had been quite a while since she'd spoken with them, but that fell threw when she remembered their holiday plans and were out of reach. Reluctantly she pulled out her sketch book from her tote bag and flipped through it. Wysteria paused only at the image she'd roughed of Moon Crystal with wings, surrounded by the golden orange aura. It was a good idea, she assured herself she'd eventually work it out on canvas...but not tonight.
Discarding the sketchbook to the kitchen counter, Wysteria pulled other ideas to mind. It was a beautiful night out, white flakes amongst a deep purple sky. Wysteria let out a hopeless sigh as she compared the hues as matching Silver Shadow's coat. Without a moment to let that comparisson slip from her mind, she went to her easle and removed the current work in progress. She replaced it with a clean canvas (which she had stretched several days ago just waiting to be used) and sat down in front of it. Wysteria was certain it would be another all nighter, but at the moment, it didn't seem to matter.
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Post by Rose Rebellion on May 17, 2004 17:23:21 GMT -5
(ooc: Umm....just because I haven't enteracted with these characters in forever...where the heck is Trinket and Moony??)
(Feastival Eve morning)
Wysteria let out a longly awaited sigh. She was through with her quick inspired piece.... The mare looked at the window to see the first slivers of morning poking through the tall apartment buildings. Ok, it wasn't so quick of a piece to have put together. What time was it now? Roughly 8 in the morning? She wiped her forehead with a paint stained hoof, only managing to smear the choice color over her face.
Standing up, Wysteria took several steps back to take in what she'd done. It wasn't the most stunning painting she'd ever made. But it's colors were vibrant, and it's simple hidden abstract design worked for what it was. "But I guess it's design qualities shouldn't matter," she said softly to herself," I made this piece to enjoy myself. I won't be selling this, or adding it to the portfolio either." However once it had fully dried she would move it to a different area more fitting for it.
"Oh dear, I'm filthy," she mumbled to herself as she caught the first glimpses of her paint stained body. The mare exhaled calmly. Wysteria tried each and every painting to stay as clean as possible...and failing miserably each and every time. It wasn't something to get upset over, and she knew that. Her green eyes stole a look from the digital clock on the kitchen's microwave. A worrying feeling began to ball up in her stomach. "Where are those two? I haven't seen them for a day and they hadn't come in at all," she said with some alarm. Her eyes shifted back to the wrapped presents and then back to the clock. She'd give them another hour before trying to search after them.
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Post by Silver Shadow on May 22, 2004 6:38:18 GMT -5
((Moony: *jumps up and down waving arms madly*Wysteria! Wsyteerrrrria! >.< I am... where am I?... Ooh! Ooh! I'm at sweet shop! Yes Sweet Shop! >.< Why?....
So sorry Rose *huggles* I'll drag Moony over here soon... I hope.
Moony: *coughcandycough*
...Oh yeah. Let me finish something off in another post and I'll drag Moony over soon. ^-^ k? So Wysteria, stay and be good.))
Huddled on the top shelf a small sylph of pale gold appeared and watched curiously down at the purple mare who was fiddling with this colourful runny stuff and placing them in order on some kind of white board thing. Whatever it was didn't matter to the sylph.
He yawned and stretched his arms, his faery wings fluttering. He too was missing someone. He too was worried about someone. He too wanted to go look for someone. But this someone told him strictly to stay where he was and to look out for any trouble that would fall on his friends in Ponyville. And the sylph being loyal to his friend did what Silver Shadow had asked of him. But over the time, the sylph had become increasingly worried. Something was happening to that elemental unicorn, as though he was lost, confused...
Like a fog, a mist growing over a glade, blocking the sun and smearing shadow over the once green and bright and joyful...
Irritated, the sylph ruffled his hair with one hand and nibbled the other with distress before fading away quietly, completely.
((cont. some other time.))
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Post by Silver Shadow on Jun 18, 2004 1:08:36 GMT -5
((*mystery music* O.o))
"Lalla la la dee doo do dee daa la!" MoonCrystal trotted her way over to the apartments, keeping her precious cargo close to her, though not close enough to squish the chocolate and the flowers.
She halted smiling, and glanced at Wsyteria's home and, hers and Trinkets for the past... "How long?" Moony didn't care much. She loved Wysteria's and Trinket's company, and was looking forward to seeing the pair of them. So that was all that mattered most to her.
Moony frowned slight though. It was morning and she hadn't seen either of her friends for like a full day. "I hope Wysteria is alright... " MoonCrystal thought.
Out of memory and for the fun of it, Moony decided to take the way she took when Wysteria first had taken Moony and Trinket over to her place which was partially burnt. Anyway, Moony liked the view from the window, and maybe she could quickly sneak in the prezzies before being noticed. She headed over to Wysteria's appartment and struggled to climb the ladder with her bag heavy of treats and her arms full of the flowers until she had almost reached the window, then a thought occured to her. The windows might be locked...
"D@ngit!" Moony grumbled. She looked down. No she wasn't going back down. She looked up. No, she didn't want to go up further cause she simply didn't want to fall and spoil the gifts.
"I guess I'll have to wait...."
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Jun 19, 2004 18:19:12 GMT -5
(ooc: Hmmm.....divine intervention will save you, Moony!....errr I think <_<)
Over the course of the hour, Wysteria's expression grew more and more grim. She was worried, so worried. The purple mare had even started pacing nervously. Calm down! You know that if something happened to either of them, you can only start a search party officially after 48 hours.
Again her eyes glanced to the clocked, only to see a minute had gone by since the last time she checked. An exasperated sigh released from her throat. Wysteria was certainly letting her feelings get the better of her. "Window, I'll just look from the window for the rest of the hour, keep me occupied...," she mumbled to herself before trotting towards the window.
As if she'd be able to spot them from her apartment window, Wysteria frantically darted her eyes back and forth for a sign of either unicorn or winger. After none, Wysteria hopelessly sighed again, her eyes half watering. She was lonely, and fearful of what might have happened to them. Her head dropped and she stared down through the window--
Moony was halfway between the room and the ground on the escape ladder.
Immediately Wysteria's face brightened, and she flung the window open as fast as she could. "Moony!," she cried out with relief, the tears forming earlier were falling down her cheeks with joy. "Oh Moony! Are you all right?! Where have you been?!," she started rambling. Then, catching herself creating such a ruckus with her outburst, blushed deeply with a sudden swing of embarrassment. There's no time for this!
Wysteria got her barring straight and noticed the hefty load her friend had on her. "Oh! Do you need a hoof! Hold on, I'm coming down!," she warned her friend and began to head out the window and down the ladder.
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Post by Silver Shadow on Jun 21, 2004 2:48:48 GMT -5
Moony beamed up at Wysteria and started to bouce up and down on the spot without letting go. "Wysteria!" Moony squealed out in joy. "I'm so glad you found me! No wait..." "I can't sneak in the gifts now... bugga... oh well" "I'm so glad you found me!" She repeated smiling. "I thought I would be stuck here and be forgotten." She laughed nervously with a blush. "Oh?" Moony thought about the questions. "I think I'm alright and... I've been shopping and looking at mirrors." She added with an grin and a frown. "Oh you're coming down? Heh. I might as well give you the gifts now." She said quietly. "Happy Festival of Lights Wysteria!!! Here is a portion of your gifts." Moony, holding tightly onto the ladder, stretched out her hoof, holding out the bouquet ((spelling)) of random flowers in random order to Wysteria. "I hope you like them." Moony said shyly. "I would of got you some arty stuff, then again, I didn't want to get something that you already had and would have no use of." ((lol. This sounds like something I would do ))
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Jun 21, 2004 21:39:57 GMT -5
"Oh! Moony, you didn't have to get anything," Wysteria gushed out at the beautiful flowers Moony had chosen, "The best gift this year is to be with my friends, both you and Trinket." At the reminder that Trinket still wasn't there in sight, Wysteria slowly could feel herself beginning to fret.
"Where it Trinket?," she asked, trying to remain as calm as possible, "Sorry, forgot, let's get back to the room." She blushed as she'd said it.
After leading the way through the window, Wysteria found a vase to place the wounder flowers in. She gave just a moment to sniff their aroma, before turning back to the kitchen. The purple mare retrieved the gift for Moony and handed the wrapped candles to her. "My wrapping is not exactly perfect. I swear the tape tried to constrict me.," again, said shyly with embarasment. "Ah, about Trinket? Have you seen her?"
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Post by Silver Shadow on Jun 22, 2004 2:59:59 GMT -5
Moony grinned with a blush. "Well I wanted to..." She said.
Now free of the flowers, Moony was able to climb up and through the window. She smiled as she looked around the room, so warm and familiar; it made her happy. At the sight of the prezzie Moony bouced up and down. "Oooo! You shouldn't have!" She said with a blush. "Although I did."
She took the gift and giggled at Wysteria's remark. "Tape can be like that sometimes." With difficulty, Moony eventually removed the wrapping from the... candles! ^-^ "Aww, thanks Wysteria." Moony said with a faint blush but a sunny smile. "I was in need of candles." Yes... they would help her in mediation...
"Oh and one more thing." Moony reached into her bag and passed over the bag of chocolates and sweets. "That's for you. and I have Trinkets here... but, nah I haven't really seen her lately. I'm sure she can't be too far away..." However, MoonCrystal frowned slightly at the thought. She hadn't seen the Winger for sometime also.
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Jun 23, 2004 21:05:48 GMT -5
Wysteria gave a forced smile upon receiving the chocolates. It wasn't that she didn't like sweets. She loved them! It was just she was concerned about Trinket.
"You don't think we should go out and look for her? I mean, I haven't seen her in at least a day. Do you think something happened to her?," she said, her voice cracking and becoming more and more distressed as she'd spoken. If anything had happened to her, she'd never forgive herself!
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Post by Silver Shadow on Jun 25, 2004 10:32:30 GMT -5
"I guess we should," Moony said. "But where to start? I don't think she would have gotten herself into too much trouble..."
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Jun 26, 2004 8:24:12 GMT -5
"Ooh," Wysteria half fretted. Where would Trinket go? She briefly remembered that Trinket did like that gray stallion those months ago.... Oh who was that? What was his name? I remember him being very flirtatious...but...I can't remember his name!
"Do you remember that stallion who showed up arouind the battle? You know, a warm gray, black spots around his eyes," Wysteria circled her eyes for emphasis, "Black and white hair?"
(wa ha ha, yes, let's blame Coon, perhaps Trinket was obsessed enough to try and find Coon. Or maybe Wysteria will think Coon kidnaped her, lol.)
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Post by Silver Shadow on Jun 27, 2004 7:40:17 GMT -5
((hmm, that sounds like a good idea. ^-^))
"Black and white stripes? Gray with black stripe across eyeballs?" Moony repeated. "And a stallion... stallion..." Unfortunately, Moony's memory didn't extend that far, unless she talked to whom ever. However, The thought of the stallion like a racoon made her giggle.
"You sure you're not talking about some kind of Rac-COON?" Moony said jokingly with a smile. "Sounds very strange to me... what would some fuzzy animal have anything to do with Trinket?"
((hehehe...))
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Jun 28, 2004 21:33:12 GMT -5
"I'm positive, Moony," Wysteria half pouted with uncertainty that Moony actually believed her, "I just worry for her. It's almost like she's my own foal, you know?"
(had a mind fart)
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Post by Silver Shadow on Jun 29, 2004 9:30:02 GMT -5
"I'm worried about her too, Wysteria." Moony said, seriously this time. "but its not very often you come across a stallion that is grey with black and white and yadda such." Moony sighed. "Well, instead of just standing about, why don't we go for a walk to look for her. We might see this stallion on the way or somewhere and ask him where he put Trinket." ((lol. Umm, what is that? ))
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