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First time being first.
I don't see why people does it.
Oh well.
I've got a good poll.
Twilight is 6 stars around a big one, Fluttershy has butterflies.
Tell me, what would your cutie mark be.
A couple of lines for bonus points.
Me: a video game controller. I can sell a video games really well.
"The first 2 stages maybe short and boring, but after you get to stage 3, you can't put it down."
I don't see why people does it.
Oh well.
I've got a good poll.
Twilight is 6 stars around a big one, Fluttershy has butterflies.
Tell me, what would your cutie mark be.
A couple of lines for bonus points.
Me: a video game controller. I can sell a video games really well.
"The first 2 stages maybe short and boring, but after you get to stage 3, you can't put it down."
My Cutie mark would be an indistinct silhouette of something, obscured by mist. Or possibly a chocolate cake.
Now guess my special talent!
Now guess my special talent!
Nice try, but no. I actually sat down and thought about it once, trying to figure out what my special talent would be. Eventually, I couldn't come to any conclusion other than that my special talent is lying.
Seriously. I lie as a matter of course every day, I even tell people that I lie, and they pretty much always believe me. I chained together a bunch of lame excuses once because I hadn't done my uni coursework. When I did finally hand it in, it was three months late and I got no late penalty.
I couldn't decided exactly what a lying cutie mark would look like, but those seemed reasonable.
Seriously. I lie as a matter of course every day, I even tell people that I lie, and they pretty much always believe me. I chained together a bunch of lame excuses once because I hadn't done my uni coursework. When I did finally hand it in, it was three months late and I got no late penalty.
I couldn't decided exactly what a lying cutie mark would look like, but those seemed reasonable.
Maybe it would be a bunch of pears.
Bonus points for whoever followed my train of thought.
Bonus points for whoever followed my train of thought.
A closed, lavender-covered book with a big, bright yellow sun on it.
The book represents my love of writing stories, the purple color represents how I like to add supernatural elements or come up with fantasy settings, and the sun represents how I like to write stories with a "sunny disposition", like slice-of-life and lighthearted comedy, and make people smile with them.
~Yeah, I put a lot of thought into this XD . Originally, the cover had sparkles on it to represent magic, but I wanted something that could show how I like to make people happy with fun stories~
The book represents my love of writing stories, the purple color represents how I like to add supernatural elements or come up with fantasy settings, and the sun represents how I like to write stories with a "sunny disposition", like slice-of-life and lighthearted comedy, and make people smile with them.
~Yeah, I put a lot of thought into this XD . Originally, the cover had sparkles on it to represent magic, but I wanted something that could show how I like to make people happy with fun stories~
Coloring pencils over paper stylized as a film strip to reflect my creative mind on art and writing stories.
A silver shield witha grinning, fanged black heart
After all, I wil protect the happiness of those I care about to the best of my abilities, no matter what the cost (within the law, of course)
After all, I wil protect the happiness of those I care about to the best of my abilities, no matter what the cost (within the law, of course)
Brobably a binary matrix, to refer to math/programming.
I know this one, it's what I use for my Fimfic avatar. It's a pillow cuz I'm lazy as all hell and can sleep through almost anything!
I gave myself three and I can't quite decide on which of the three it would be.
Option one, Tarot cards for fortune telling + Future sight.
Option two, a thought bubble with a heart inside for empathy and psychological analysis.
Option three, a trio of four-pointed stars for multitasking.
My Cutie Mark would probably be a book with an eye on the cover, for the fact that in real life, I'm familiar enough with literary tropes (Genre Savvy) to accurately predict what consequences certain actions will lead to.
My cutie mark would be a book with "Google" on the front in place of a title. I've read more words in my life than my parents combined, and I know because I counted how many books I've read (close to 1500, not counting re-reads or fanfiction), and how many words were in all those books, which is well over eight billion. I'm something of a bibliophile, and a know it all, to boot (well, not ALL, but I know enough about a lot of obscure things to gain the nickname MacGoogle, so...)!
A Spinning Duel monsters card, featuring a Harmoknight first character based heroic challenger: warhammer.
"... I guess that dueling is my special talent..."
Post-"Residing mainly in Equestria", Pre-"Adventures in Goldenlight";
A black vinyl disc with white music notes on it, blue central area.
"Now that I've saved the worlds from Duel Monsters related catastrophe, I can finally bring my music to their clubs!"
Post/during "Adventures in Golden light";
A music Record Stylized as a European roulette wheel, the 0 is gold, while 1-18 are the colors of the pokemon types from most to least common, repeat for 19-36. Center is white with Arceus' normal wheel.
"Welcome to my flank, 'Roulette due Musique'"
A thought bubble containing a pencil that is drawing the outline of the thought bubble. I'm really good at thinking about thinking, whether it's analyzing my own thought process or approximating others'.
Cutie mark eh? Possibly a pulpit with a cross on the front. As my talent is in public speaking and preaching.
A drunken writer. the aspirin is for the headaches afterwards.
I figured Raxon's cutie mark was burned off with the rest of his skin.
So not an image of himself? Because I figure Raxon was really good at being himself. XD
Would the image include the cutie mark? Then we could have Raxon-ception, which would actually fit rather well.....
"Sit down, all, and hear my tale. It shouldn't take too long..."
Red hot horseshoe and hammer.
I make things. Preferably in metal.
I make things. Preferably in metal.
I've had this question asked of me several times by those who know my affection for the show. And yet... it's been so hard to nail it down. Right now I think I'd go with the mark on my primary OC avatar, Evening Song, a dark blue pegasus with two-toned green and yellow mane whose special talent mirrors mine: singing and composing music.
Her/my cutie mark is a yellow seven-pointed star with an eighth note in the center. We both have more affection / affiliation with Luna than Celestia :)
Her/my cutie mark is a yellow seven-pointed star with an eighth note in the center. We both have more affection / affiliation with Luna than Celestia :)
ANW, so sorry to bother you, but twilight has only 5 stars around her central one, the 5 surrounding stars representing her 5 supportive friends, the central one being herself. um, if that's okay with you...
She has 6 pointed star.
I'd only assumed.
I was wrong.
Thanks for pointing it out
I'd only assumed.
I was wrong.
Thanks for pointing it out
After she goes alicorn, there are six stars. So you're both right.
For my cutie mark, I would have a smiley faced sticker coming off of a photo of a skull & cross-bones, representing that under my good natured appearence & supposed personality, I have many a dark secret.
A DM board with evil eyes looking over it.
Because players fear my games.
But they also come back, especially Mink.
Because players fear my games.
But they also come back, especially Mink.
Would Mink's party happen to include Gort and Komiyan? :D
On the subject of cutie marks... man, that's hard. Distillin your greatest passions and skills into a single icon isn't easy, but I'm'a go with a flaming longsword with a broadleaf blade - like Sting as depicted in the LotR / Hobbit movie adaptations. Shows fondness for fighting, fire, magic, fantasy, craftsmanship, art, history...
On the subject of cutie marks... man, that's hard. Distillin your greatest passions and skills into a single icon isn't easy, but I'm'a go with a flaming longsword with a broadleaf blade - like Sting as depicted in the LotR / Hobbit movie adaptations. Shows fondness for fighting, fire, magic, fantasy, craftsmanship, art, history...
A thought bubble with fireworks inside.
To represent my explosive imagination and thought process.
CAT!
To represent my explosive imagination and thought process.
CAT!
If I had to choose one for myself, I'd probably use the one from my OC Eastern Scamper. a pair of crossed chopsticks to show my talent at cooking oriental food.
Voice bubble, most likely. I'm capable of talking endlessly without even having to stop to breathe almost at all.
As cat, I am
a, not needing any marks.
b, not even care of your marks and nor do for destiny.
c, What the craziest thing going on here? :D I mean, it is actual episode rewritten here...? :D
a, not needing any marks.
b, not even care of your marks and nor do for destiny.
c, What the craziest thing going on here? :D I mean, it is actual episode rewritten here...? :D
My talent seems to be coming up with good video game content ideas, but I'm not sure what the mark for it would be. Might involve some permutation of a controller, WASD keys, or a lightbulb, perhaps.
I wouldn't be a blank-flank, but my cutie mark would be >nothing<. My special talent would be 'being good at nothing', thus having an invisible cutie mark. Can that work.
Not going to answer this. I can't come up with a canon-plausible one and I utterly detest anything that may push me in the direction of 'Suedom.
3 musical eighth notes, a single flagged and then two barred, golden. The center one is the lowest, the first highest.
a lightbulb, shining brightly. I've always been good at all things mental. notably teaching
I'm really unsure about my cutie mark, but my current idea would be a musical note or a bass cleft made out of wires and circuitry, surrounded by a large, pink, frilly heart. Each part represents my 3 greatest joys: singing bass, playing with computers and technology, and using my loving, feminine personality to help other people and make them happy. Note: I am a guy.
http://imageshack.us/a/img203/1989/cutiemark.png
it's not that i don't have a special talent, but everyone seems to forget that it's supposed to be something that makes you happy.
And your talent doesn't do that huh...
The CMC could learn from you.
The CMC could learn from you.
A Atari 2600 joystick done on a 'Wild West' style poster with a 'Reward! value of 493.75 US Dollars.
Mine would be a scroll with a pen writing the numbers 0 and 1 in a sequence. As I am a programmer and author who enjoys writing and coding :D.
Edit: Sorry for the double post for some reason it won't let me edit after I logged in.
Mine would be a pile of coins which are the yin yang, representing my accounting job as well as my balanced nature between light and dark
Watching the episode the other day made me think Applejack's player should be somewhat clued in on this. Evidently not? Now it just looks like Pinkie's player / the PPPM is just mental and does what she wants.
I hope that this should not be antiscience.
I'll take it under advisement. </vague creator comment>
I really don't think that was intended to be the lesson. It was supposed to be about keeping an open mind, but the writer was clumsy with the execution.
You know it's bad when Fluttershy's player starts to be outspoken in the about the storyline.
This is sounding more and more like that last Toon game my brother ran before he retired from gaming. It was a really good one, like... on the level of "Who Framed Roger Rabbit?" kind of adventure.
I mean, if you can deal with the weirdness you were in for a good time.
I mean, if you can deal with the weirdness you were in for a good time.
Oh. Oh! Now I get it. The Pink Party Pony Master is the prototype for a protocal droid: She's-3PM! I doubt she'd wanted people calling her Fifteen Hundred Hours, but do you think she'd go for Seven Bells?
As for this comic, I love that AJ was the first to mention a doozy. It's good to see everyone's participating in this latest development. I'm even wondering if a prop frog was used in the presentation of this scene.
As for this comic, I love that AJ was the first to mention a doozy. It's good to see everyone's participating in this latest development. I'm even wondering if a prop frog was used in the presentation of this scene.
According to Wikipedia, three and fifteen are each only six bells.
Late again for yesterday, but:
PP: "Present, a pink party pony, portrayed with panache as both player and purveyor by this prattling prose. This presence, no poor patzer of pride, is a paragon of pajandrum, now periphrastic. However, this plangent palfrey of past polesis stays puissant, and has promised to pummel these peccable and plentiful pests, preventing prejudice and punishing the pugnacious punks and persistent prohibition of participation."
TS: "What."
PP: "It's a work in progress."
(Boy, is it ever in need of work, too! I was sadly unable to work plaffer into this. The word is perfect for this show, meaning "a dance step for horses.")
PP: "Present, a pink party pony, portrayed with panache as both player and purveyor by this prattling prose. This presence, no poor patzer of pride, is a paragon of pajandrum, now periphrastic. However, this plangent palfrey of past polesis stays puissant, and has promised to pummel these peccable and plentiful pests, preventing prejudice and punishing the pugnacious punks and persistent prohibition of participation."
TS: "What."
PP: "It's a work in progress."
(Boy, is it ever in need of work, too! I was sadly unable to work plaffer into this. The word is perfect for this show, meaning "a dance step for horses.")
Peevishly punished with a purgatory where ponies plaffer poorly.
Maybe something like that?
Maybe something like that?
I'm an editor by nature, and (hopefully) by trade eventually. Correcting mistakes comes naturally to me.
At least, that's what you tell people. It's red ink, not blood. The mistakes are in the text, not in the wastes of flesh that you must erase from the world.
(seriously, that's the exact cutie mark from a psychopathic assassin in Ghosts of the Past)
(seriously, that's the exact cutie mark from a psychopathic assassin in Ghosts of the Past)
Three blue/white fireballs, as that's the one I'm going to get tattoo'd on my sides when I can afford it... explanation would take a while...
A brain with two wands, skull-and-crossbones style. The brain has a dual representation of my love of thought patterns and psychology, and also my head-over-heart method of thinking. The wands behind the brain are the application of logic in a fantasy context - I love magic, but I also want it to make sense. Solution? Spend hours crafting the laws of magic and how they would interact with reality. So my talent is basically intuitive worldbuilding - and intuitive character design, that being the personalities and attributes of a character over their appearance.
How exactly that's useful... meh.
Skull and crossbones is just there because I have this awful habit of killing things. In the context of a story, I mean. Not in real life. Or probably not. Maybe I shall develop a talent for creative lethal tactics later in life. I assume nothing.
How exactly that's useful... meh.
Skull and crossbones is just there because I have this awful habit of killing things. In the context of a story, I mean. Not in real life. Or probably not. Maybe I shall develop a talent for creative lethal tactics later in life. I assume nothing.
My cutie mark would be that of a scapegoat (however that could be made). While I'm not necessarily the center of blame for most things, I am often the center of jokes when it comes to my friends. But I bear that mantle proudly because I know if I wasn't there, they would all be at each others throats.
Either that or a leather bound book with a dark green quarantine/bio-hazard symbol on it for my love and vast knowledge of zombies.
Let's see... my hacker in a homebrew scifi game was kind of fun. The game itself was I think an older one that the guy running it had made run similar to fourth edition. I went to a gamestore for their D&D Saturday, and signed up to play both the morning and afternoon game. The whole group stuck around for the game, so we had the same party going both time. The thing was that the group was part of a quick response unit operating out of, more or less, a moving Deep Space 9.
Our group hitter was a human mercenary... more or less Jim Raynor with less brains and much less morals.
Our medic (and only member of the group who was fairly willing) was a member of a race of... more or less pacifistic borg. She refused to kill under any circumstances, and carried only a stun pistol for protection.
And then there's me. Hyperactive hacker who liked to Frankenstein things, with impulse control issues. As for what I was... I don't remember the race name. Give a hydralisk hind legs and make it more of a lizard than an insect, and that's about what the picture looked like.
Our first job has us redirecting our shuttle to the station onto a planet to investigate a building that had been blown up. An embassy, I think. The guards out front had been shot, with guns matching some out of date weapons that the local rebel militia used to cause trouble. So, we show up and start to investigate and kill time while we wait for the space station to arrive and pick us up. Our medic reads a couple of hinky things on the wounds, and the mercenary thinks that things are a little too clean for it to have been a couple of nobody rebels. I'm picking through garbage because I'm bored and there was no tech nearby.
So we go to a local area where the rebels are supposed to hang out. The mercenary and the medic start arguing about the best way to get their attention. My lizard gets bored once more. He jumps up on a table, shouts, "LOOKING TO LISTEN TO ANY STORIES YOU MIGHT WANT TO TELL." and scurries back out the door and aimlessly wanders down alleys until someone picks him up. The mercenary and the medic were stunned into silence, and get offered to be taken with me, finding me tied up on the back of some mounts to go out into the ice desert. We wander out for a day and meet up with the leader of the rebels, who talks a bunch about how the local government has made a deal with some intergalactic mafia group. They were going to start manufacturing weapons to fight the (Federation, more or less, I guess?) and the embassy bombing was a way of stalling for time, and getting the government to step in and help them deal with the rebel problem. Which was more or less 30 guys in a cave who couldn't blow up a garbage can, much less an embassy.
So, we decide we're going to break into the government complex. And we manage to make it into a sub basement that has the proof of the crime, including a whole crapton of weapons that've been modified to shoot old ammo and make it look like an older model weapon did the shooting. Along with a whole bunch of added attachments. One scientist in the room, armed with a grenade (we didn't know that). While they interrogate the grenade, I get bored (again) and decide to pick his pocket on a whim. Natural 20. I pluck the grenade from his pocket just as he reaches for it. I'm playing with it with my tail as he's trying to figure out where it is. The mercenary puts a bullet in his head, and we go about getting stuff. We grab a few rifles for evidence, and the borg starts pulling our evidence out of the system. I do something secret, passing over a note to the GM, asking if there were any way I could wire the armory to explode on a remote. He said yes, but it would take a pretty good roll. 19. I do it.
We have security start to descend upon us. I toss the stolen grenade out the door and slam it shut, getting a nice little damage roll and we make it past the security guards. The GM tells us there's a bunch more teams coming after us as we make our way out and to the ship. So, I give them something bigger to worry about. We turn over the computer evidence, the guns, and the photos of the room which was now a big pile of ashes beneath a mildly charred government building. We go on break for a couple of weeks, the Borg working in the medical office, the mercenary working in a bar, and me working out of a prison cell because impulse control issues make me keep wanting to break in to see the core of the ship. Which everyone, including him, decided was probably a bad idea.
Just caught up in the comic. Very awesome, as always.
My cutie mark? It have to be a special talent and something you have to be very good at... Man, my cutie mark is not representing my proffession at all XD
We always told me I should have become a massotherapist, that I have it in me and very naturally talented at it... However, I don't want to touch TOTAL STRANGERS as a living so I became a security agent... and I LOVE it XD
So I better not become a pony... A Lotus flower cutie mark isnt very intimidating LOL
Frog: Hey, I'm just as surprised as you, ma'am.
Ah, screencapping.