Edge of Eblan (
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revenance_rpg2013-09-26 01:08 pm
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Face down in the dirt, only his pride is hurt
Who: Pony!Edge.
What: Suddenly, a pony. He was not prepared to be a pony.
Where: Ponyville.
When: Shortly after access to Ponyville opens.
Warnings: Overuse of the word pony.
Some days, Edge wondered just how his life had come to this.
"This", in this case, was his unusually long face planted in the dirt, after he had taken two steps into the new world, tripped over forelegs that had been arms just seconds ago, and pitched forward ungracefully. His swords, no longer gripped in his hands since he had no hands to grip with, lay on each side of him in the ground, while his cloak was splayed out between two wings that his body had instinctively spread to try to catch his fall.
"I'd say this was all a bad dream," he muttered into the ground, "but I already knew that."
For the moment, he'd honestly lost all will or desire to move.
What: Suddenly, a pony. He was not prepared to be a pony.
Where: Ponyville.
When: Shortly after access to Ponyville opens.
Warnings: Overuse of the word pony.
Some days, Edge wondered just how his life had come to this.
"This", in this case, was his unusually long face planted in the dirt, after he had taken two steps into the new world, tripped over forelegs that had been arms just seconds ago, and pitched forward ungracefully. His swords, no longer gripped in his hands since he had no hands to grip with, lay on each side of him in the ground, while his cloak was splayed out between two wings that his body had instinctively spread to try to catch his fall.
"I'd say this was all a bad dream," he muttered into the ground, "but I already knew that."
For the moment, he'd honestly lost all will or desire to move.