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CRASH
Nov 5, 2004 23:11:40 GMT -5
Post by WingSong on Nov 5, 2004 23:11:40 GMT -5
A loud noise bounced off of the surrounding buildings as a pink-and-yellow scooter whirled around a tight corner and struck the side of the balloon repair shop. The white pony that had been riding it had her yellow mane hopelessly tangled in the spokes of a back wheel, and a front leg still draped over the side of where she had before been sitting, as though she had made one last, instinctive, fighting motion to stay aboard a split-second before the crash. Now she just lay still, shocked and dazed. The visor of her helmet was hanging onto only one side, and most likely blurred her vision considerably.
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CRASH
Dec 22, 2004 14:45:05 GMT -5
Post by WingSong on Dec 22, 2004 14:45:05 GMT -5
The pony shakily stood, careful to get herself untangled from the scooter before attempting to do so. I'm not dead!, she thought cheerily. And it's a beautiful day!, she added as an afterthought. With that, she kept a contained trot - contained because she was limping ever-so-slightly - as she meandered off through the streets.
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CRASH
Feb 11, 2005 22:18:45 GMT -5
Post by WingSong on Feb 11, 2005 22:18:45 GMT -5
*Later...*It was well past 10:00, and Breezie tugged Wing Song through the rain on the deserted streets of Ponyville. "Here it is!", Breezie cried as she skidded to a stop. She knelt and flung her arms around her now-soaked scooter. "I kinda left it here after I crashed, and the balloon supply store didn't really have the parts I needed..." Wing Song was appalled. "You actually drive a scooter? It's much too dangerous for someone your age, and you crashed - it's a miracle you weren't killed!" "Oh, I can steer well", Breezie said airily(no pun intended). Then she narrowed her eyes slightly. "And I'm hardly a filly!" "Fine, then! Well, it's still a disgrace for you to leave it right here in the streets!" "Oh. I'll try to remember that next time - for some reason, this time I was busy thinking about silly little things instead - like if I had a concussion or not!", Breezie answered cooly. "Well, anyway, how are we going to get this back?" "Ride it, of course!" "Oh...right...", Wing Song answered weakly.
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