Post by Bardigan on Aug 10, 2012 23:02:44 GMT -5
Pinkie_Pie tumbles in off of the street!
Pinkie_Pie starts stacking up party cannons.
Dragonfly flies in singing. "He talks about you in his sleep, there's nothing I can do...." rolling upside down then flipping to land at a table.
BlueFeather silantly stalks her prey, her tail twitching, crouched low to the ground, slinking around through the party cannons, then her wings flick wide, and she jumps, probably triggering at lest one party cannon, as she atempts to leap onto Pinkie's back
Bardigan pushes his way into the door, looking more than a little... out of place. He's wearing clouds. Clouds fashioned in the shape of old-fashioned armor, complete with breastplate and helmet, a cloud shield on his leg, and cloud sword held in his hoof, over his shoulder. He flaps his wings to stand on two legs and glances about with a hawk-eyed expression, peering at a scroll. "Junior Adventure Squad!" he calls behind him. "Fan out and find that treasure key!" And with that, a little crowd of squealing foals dressed in makeshift fantastical get-up swarm inside.
Pinkie_Pie fires one of the cannons at Dragonfly. A sound effect cloud visibly drifts upward from it, reading 'PIE!'
Sugar_Rush comes inside. He looks hot, a little sweaty, and tired. He finds a table and sits down, glad to rest a bit!
Pinkie_Pie oohs, and peeks into the cannon. There's a muffled *PUMPH*. She withdraws her head, licking pie off of her face. "A misfire!" She beams at the tumbling yearlings entering after Bardigan. "Oh thank goodness you're here, Adventure Squad!"
BlueFeather eepps, and hides, too many ponys!
Nimble_Hooves has arrived.
Dragonfly flares her metallic wings and laughs at Pinkie. "Oi, I LIKE this one!" grinning ear to ear.
Bardigan glances Pinkie's way and points dramatically! "Hark! A fair maiden!" He crosses the distance with a single leap, followed by a couple adventuresome pegasus foals that drop onto his back. "Miss Pie! You wouldn't have happened to spot any nefarious ne'er-do-wells around here? These adventurers are starving for a quest!" Though given how they're already jumping off the walls, it seems some of them are making it up as they go along.
Pinkie_Pie beams, shaking Dragonfly's hoof vigorously. "Hooray! We can be friends, then! That was EASY."
Sugar_Rush orders himself...hmmm, he wonders if they have...frito pie!
Pinkie_Pie zooms over to the turntables - if they didn't have them before, they do now - and lays down Groovy Beats: www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJESDE62PbE
Screenplay comes in and wonders what the hay is going on. Mayham, thjat's that's going on
Pinkie_Pie (Hayhem!)
( "ADVENTURE!" Pipsqueak inadvertantly answers Screenplay, with an adorable little kick of his front hooves. )
Dragonfly perks her ears. "Ohh, love dance trax!" then lifts up. "And asides, anypony what can look a cannon in the face and lick it off has got tae be good!"
Pinkie_Pie puts her hoof dramatically to her forehead. "I, fair maiden Pinkie, frosooth beseech thee! I am assaulted by nefarious pies!"
BlueFeather finds herself a safe place to hide, there are far too many ponys for her to really feel comfortable with, and foals are if anything worse, thay never let her even see another foal.
Skyheart is caught in the middle of this. He hides in his corner, keeping his poems in a neat stack for now. Orpheus is already up on a shelf away from everything.
Pinkie_Pie zips over quickly and builds a little pillow fort in front of Bluefeather. It has a little telescope if she wants to peek out.
Sugar_Rush waves to Pinkie Pie, "Hi there!" He smiles as he waits for his order to come out.
Screenplay is still unsure what the hay is going on but dsits to watch
Bardigan looks terribly affronted! "Pies! The bane of empty stomachs everywhere," he exclaims. "Pies!" the foals answer. "Pies?!" a roly-poly grey colt squeaks excitedly. "Where are these villains?" Bardigan swings his cloud sword back and forth, pointing it in the air. "Who here is brave enough to help us vanquish those baked bounders?" His sword falls and points at Dragonfly! Dramatically! "Good sir! Might we depend on thee to gather your gumption and help devour those dastardly die-hards to save the fair maiden Pinkie from certain over-abundance?"
Bardigan takes a breath after that.
Pinkie_Pie pssts to Bardigan. "Pie-hards."
Bardigan swishes his sword in a figure-eight. "*Pernicious* pie-hards!"
Pinkie_Pie cheers!
Pinkie_Pie tells the foals, "This is why I always keep a playwright around for emergencies. They know so many great words!"
Nimble_Hooves wanders into the cafe, looking rather tired and just hoping to get coffee. He sees all the other ponies and freezes for a moment, his ears pinning back. So many ponies. He lowers his head nervously, and edges around the outskirts of the group, hoping to make it to the counter to place his order.
Dragonfly zips up to the stage and slaps her Roland 808 into Pinkie's twin turntables, tunneling in a wicked fast stomping beat then started to sing soemthing when Bardigan levels...a sword. "oi! What's 'at? A toothpick?" laughing as she flares her wings and walks closer, eying Bardigan dead on. "Aye, I've seen butter knives with more threat in 'em!" and laughs. "And can't ye tell a lass from a laddie now?" grinning at him, "IN case ya ain't looked, I ain't no stallion."
Bardigan ahems and pulls up the front of his helmet. "My deepest apologies, madam! I couldn't see through my helm."
Pinkie_Pie pops up by poor Nimble. "HAY NIMBLE great to see you!! It's so great you could come by let's dance!!" She grabs his hooves an sashays across the top of the counter with him.
BlueFeather eepps, sneaks out to kidnap Orpheus, and drag him to the safty of the pillow fort, someone needs to make sure the poor bird is taken care of!
Sugar_Rush watches the goings-on. He decides, as amusing as they are, he isn't up for such antics tonight. His frito pie arrives, and he chows down on it...
Nimble_Hooves is startled and doesn't get chance to react before he's pulled up into a dace with none other than the Element of Laughter herself. His eyes widen, comepletely surprised. This is a wakeup better than coffee. He tries his best to live up to his name, with the dancing anyway...
Bardigan waggles his sword at Dragonfly once more. "And are you calling this gentlepony's weapon a toothpick? My honor is tarnished. Have you a more impressive weapon in your arsenal? Junior Adventurers! Show them your steel!" And the foals growl and brandish cardboard and cloud weaponry. Pipsqueak rushes over to Sugar Rush and presents him with a staff. "Here, sir! You're gonna need this ta' beat pernickous pies."
Dragonfly says "Well now, at much was obvious." laughing loudly if not boldly, grinning to Bardigan. "An just whay were ya plannin' tae to wit' that anyhoof?" nodding to the sword. "I dun think it could even harm melted butter much less ME!" laughing and slapping him on the shoulder with a wing. "But Iffin me ears were right, ye mentioned some kinda scoffin to be had at?" lifting an ear, then grins, snap-flaring her metallic wings wide before the foals, rearing back, "I be DRAGONFLY!!!" giving them a griffon-style roar for effect. "HOI!"
Screenplay looks as she stands and she comes to pinkie. "so this is my welcome to onyville party finually?"
Sugar_Rush snickers. "Thank you, young sir, but for this particular encounter, I think I am already well equipped to dispatch this pie."
Pinkie_Pie nodnods to Screenplay! "Sure! It's a combo party, I was out of town for a coupla months and I'm waaaay behind and gasping 'Ahhhhh!' and realizing someone is new and town and throwing them parties."
BlueFeather sneaks out of her pillow fort, sets a pie atop of Pinkie's head, then darts back into the safty of her fortifications, returning to spying on all the ponys
The majority of the foals squeal in frightened delight and go to hide behind each other, themselves, or under Bardigan, who raises an amused eyebrow. "Oh? Dragonfly, you say? The nimble dew-winged do-gooder of the insect world! Be you friend or foe in the fight against pastries?!" He leans on his sword. Dramatically. He turns to Screenplay and Nimble and raises his shield hoof high. "Avast! More adventurers to join our great quest! Junior Adventurers RECRUITMENT DRIVE!" And Nimble and Screenplay are assaulted by a crowd of foals asking them where the pies are so they can finally get around to eating- er, beating them.
Pinkie_Pie twirls with Nimble! "Great moves, NH!" she says cheerfully. "Not too many ponies can keep up with me. CatchmeNimble!" She leaps gracefully in the air over his head, all four limbs outstretched.
The foals that went to Nimble suddenly scatter to avoid the impending pinksplosion.
Pinkie_Pie also now has a pie on her head as she falls.
BlueFeather sudjests not asking how she, or Pinkie manages to do that, it deals with non-equclidian physics
Pinkie_Pie heheees, non-equclidian. o/~
Bardigan's brain is bent in uncomfortable ways.
Nimble_Hooves leaps beneath to catch Pinkie... The last thing he'd let happen is to drop on of the Elements of Harmony.
Dragonfly laughs and scoop-whaps cupcakes from a table and starts 'bombing' the foals with them. "To the victors go the treats of war!" grinning to Bardigan. "I have tae ask, are ye off to a pot roast party in that getup?" snickering a bit. "Or maybe ye didnae do yer laundry?"
Screenplay murs as she sits at a table taking a pie and start to eat. "Hum.."
BlueFeather really really can't resist that, she wheels the mini party cannon to the pillow fort batlements, and fires! Sending a cascade of cupcakes and muffins and confetti and even a few pies flying
twords the foals, and Bardigan
Pinkie_Pie descends gracefully to Nimble's uplifted hooves. She lands light as a feather on them. *ting*
Pinkie_Pie is gracefully covered in assorted party goodments fired from the cannon.
Nimble_Hooves lowers Pinkie, smiling widely, and then proceeds to waltz across the countertop with her, spinning and twirling, deftly avoiding anything that may be there to trip on or squish. For some time he is rather oblivious of all the other ponies about, and of all the party goodments covering them both.
Suddenly pies are flying everywhere! "Junior Adventurers Evasive Maneuvers!" Bardigan calls out, and suddenly the foals scatter like the most adorable cockroaches you've ever seen, catching or avoiding pies and cupcakes alike as the mood takes them. Little ponies and bits of pastry are everywhere.
Bardigan takes cover behind Dragonfly's table. "Pot roast? My dear, I am guiding a group of valiant ponies-" Splat. Bardigan keeps talking as if the pie never struck him in the face. "-to glory and wonders." "HEY! They have pie!" a foal calls out, pointing at Sugar Rush. "Get him!"
( Meanwhile a little crowd of would-be sorcerors has begun laying siege to Bluefeather's pillow fort. Mostly, they just stand in front of the party cannon to try and get more pie. )
Pinkie_Pie beams at Nimble, and dances along the counter with him. She seems just as obvlivious to the mayhem around them; they could be in fancy dress at a ballroom in Canterlot.
Sugar_Rush holds his frito pie (or what remains of it) above his head as he flies up. "This is MY frito pie. I've been working all day, building my new home, and I think I deserve it!" He frowns a bit. Yesh, what does a pegasus have to do to eat a meal around here?
Dragonfly leans on the table, tilting it a bit. "Aye laddie, I can see the valiant now." using a wing to slide it across the pie covered facade that was Bardigan's face. "Hmmm......Lemon marangue valient. How manly." laughing as she spins and ducks,. crossing a wing to catch one of the pies vertically, then wings it around to re-face Bardigan, holding the pie, taking a bite. "I an also see ye have little knowledge of the swamp bugs." snickering. "E'ere a reason they's 'dragonflies' and not 'butterflies' now laddie."
Screenplay eats her pie watching the party
BlueFeather only has a few ready mini party cannons, she has trouble aiming the big ones that Pinkie uses, and whenever the crowd clusting around her pillow fort gets to great for her to fend off with flung cupcakes, she fires another one off, sending cupcakes and confetti and pies flying everywhere
For Nimble, this may very well be a dream. He didn't get his coffee after all. Perhaps he really did fall asleep at his workbench. For now anyway he lets his inhibitions go. It is a dream, right? He continues to dance with Pinkie, and although he is rather oblivious of his surroundings, he manages to dip her just in time to avoid a wayward pie from the battle unfolding below.
Pinkie_Pie grins up at him, and plants a little smooch right on Nimble's nose. A little Pinkie-pink colored heart floats up, like a tiny balloon, then quietly pops, releasing a little burst of imaginary confetti.
Bardigan's pie is smeared over his face by Dragonfly's wing, but he's not deterred. A pie coming his way is deftly sliced at by his sword! But being a cloud, it goes right through and it impacts with his chest. Who knows where these are even coming from anymore. "Hmm. It seems my charmed equipment is failing me," he notes. "You know much about swamps?" he asks, now taking a moment to dodge a cupcake without breaking eye contact. "Tell me whilst we show these pies whatfor." And without warning he takes her by the hoof to spin her out of the way of more incoming baked goods. The crowd of foals around Sugar Rush jump up and down around his table like he's initiated some kind of ritual. "Ya gotta gives us pies so we can have energy, and beat the *other* nasty pies!" "Yeah, and not ones on the floor. Bleh.
Sugar_Rush growls, quite unlike the usually cheerful candy maker. "I am tired and hungry. I need to recharge my own energy, so I can continue building my home." He quickly moves his frito pie away from one of the colts trying to sneak it away. "Now stop that!"
Dragonfly grins at Bardigan's sword. "Didye make that oughta a wee cloud now?"
BlueFeather wheels one of the big party cannons up to the pilow battlements, and fires, right into the faces of the incoming ponys!
( EXECUTIVE PINKIE SUMMARY: a swarm of foals is tumbling around the cafe, claimbing on everything, throwing pies, battling pies, and generally being foals. Bluefeather peers out of a pillow fort attempting to fend off a small attack group of foals using her mini party cannons. Nimble Hooves and Pinkie are waltzing on top of the counter. Bardigan and Dragonfly are barricaded behind an upended table. Mostly, though: PIES. )
Dragonfly has to sit up and wingclap at Bluefeather's attack. "Oh well DONE lass! Let'em all taste yer powder!"
Nimble_Hooves blushes at the smooch and keeps dancing for a short while longer until the imaginary waltz draws to a close. Nimble bows deeply to Pinkie, down on one knee. "Lady Pinkie, It has been an honour to dance with you. You are truely a wonderful dance partner." His voice is strong and clear, no trace of stutter. It is a dream after all. At least until a segment of lemon meringue splat across his face. He turns, realising where he is, and his ears droop. He seems rather embarrased all of a sudden "W-wait... t-this i-isn't a dream is it?"
Bardigan notices the downward turn Sugar Rush's mood is taking and hurries over as he twirls away from Dragonfly for a moment, stamping a hoof down in front of the foals. "Junior Adventurers! ETIQUETTE EDICT!" he barks. The foals snap to attention and look adorably guilty. "We gotta act good to be good," they rehearse, and turn back to Sugar Rush, heads bowed. "We're sorry." Bardigan nods satisfactorily. "Very good. Sugar Rush! I should've told you earlier, too. You're in the play! Congratulations!" he calls as he's carried off back into the battle. His cloud armor is looking a little ragged.
Dragonfly says "Bettah do what 'e says afore he whiffs ye wiuth dat wee cloud toothpick!"
Pinkie_Pie grins, putting her hooves on Nimble's shoulders. "Of course it is, silly," she says affectionately. "It felt like a dream, didn't it? Dreaming only while you're asleep is overrated. I stopped doing that yeaaaars ago."
Sugar_Rush blink blinks at the sudden turn of events. He looks over at Bardigan, "Um...thanks?" He ten returns to eating his pie. However, he is apparently more tired than he thought, as he starts to wobble a bit...
<OOC> Apple_Bloom wonders if she'll get a cutie mark.
<OOC> Coder narrows his eyes, "Better not be a cutie mark of a pony!"
<OOC> Coder grins.
<OOC> Pinkie_Pie sees a pie appear on AB's flank! Oh... wait... that's actually a pie.
<OOC> You say, "Your cutie mark will be a cutie mark of Applebloom, with a cutie mark of Applebloom, with a cutie mark of Applebloom..."
BlueFeather:thinks the party cannons are not doing good enough, so she brings out her secret weapon, the cupcake catapult! She takes all of 1/10000ths of a second to aim, then fires! Releasing a full broadside of Cupcakes and pies apon the helpless ponys in the cafe!
Nimble_Hooves blinks at Pinkie, "I-It is?" He looks about from up on the counter with Pinkie, surveying the chaos of a pie battle unfolding below. This is too weird even for Ponyville. She must be right. He straightens. "I mean, of course it is a dream." He pushes his chest out a little, "Never fear, Lady Pinkie, I shall protect you from the hordes down there."
Pinkie_Pie beams! "Hooray! We'll face the hordes of pies together!" She hugs him happily. "Together, nothing can stop us!"
Bardigan pops up next to Nimble and Pinkie and points at Bluefeather's cupcake barrage. "Then you're gonna need this," he says, and hands them an entirely undersized shield before dropping back behind Dragonfly's table. Tactical pie-boom inbound! Impact in five, four, three...
Pinkie_Pie opens a very, very tiny umbrella, and holds it up over herself and Nimble.
The foals just stand with mouths open wide to devour as much of the incoming mess as they can.
Dragonfly says "A SHIELD?" looking at Bardigan in disbelief. "Laddie, iffin a wee bit o' flyin' frosting gets her unders in a twist, ya oughtsta trade in yer sword fer a blankie. Now, watch!" jumping up from behind the table, flaring and FA-SWOOOSHING forward, reversing the incoming pastries and most anything left laying loose with it. "Now AT'S a coutnre attack! Have at ye we warrior!"
Bardigan holds up a hoof and tries to tug on Dragonfly's tail. "Wait! You shouldn't do that in a confined space!" Too late. It's a big mess either way.
And by the way KA-BOOM.
IT is to this madness that one Apple Bloom finds upon entering the cafe. Several blinks are had. Blink. Blink. "What'n the hay is goin' on in here?"
A cupcake promptly hits the Crusader in the face. Oooh, cherry.
Cupcakes are hitting almost everything, basically! Unles you don't want to. Then they politely avoid you.
<OOC> Coder says, "Ooooo... how polite."
Pinkie_Pie raises her pastries right!
Pinkie_Pie uses very polite yeast.
BlueFeather expects its a very bad time for AppleBloom to be entering the cafe, for in response to Dragonfly's counter offensive, she pulls out one more of the big party cannons, and fires it directly at Dragonfly, of course, that means that AB, and others in the general direction of the door happen to be directly in the line of fire, a fresh wave of pies and confetti and cupcakes flys wildly out.
Sugar_Rush finishes his frito pie, then sets his head down on the table. He can hardly keep his eyes open. So sleepy...
Bardigan doesn't know what weapons the next epic pony war will be fought with, but clearly the one after that will be fought with cakes. They're running out of pies around here!
Nimble_Hooves pulls a cable on his harness and snaps open his wings with a *FWOOMPH* and steps in front of Pinkie, bravely taking the blast of pasteries, cupcakes and confetti. Realising he's hit, he falls to one knee, "Lady Pinkie, go on without me..."
Dragonfly says "Oh I say!!!" as she finds herself staring down the barrel of a loaded pastry cannon. The directed blast of confectionary expulsion rockets over and around her, ouytstretched wings and all, plastering her to the wall behind where her and Bardiggan had been. She opesn her eyes, still on the wall, upside down, and splorps to the floor. "AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! NOw THAT were a right smart counter counter attack! I LIKE that wee warrior!"
Apple Bloom wasn't expecting any of this. She was just planning on getting a scone. When a party cannon is aimed at her and fired. Even if she wasn't actually the target. Screaming, the Crusader is out the door just as she is pelted right in the face by a cupcake.
Bardigan pokes his head over the top of the table, glancing back at Dragonfly, and then out at the cafe. It is absolutely covered in everything conceivably baked and sweet. Whoever owns this place is going to be in for a sugar shock. He reaches out and wipes some of the mess out of Dragonfly's eyes. "Not every day you meet a mare that can take a hit like that and keep going! You could be a perfect candidate for an Adventurer!" he chuckles. The foals, meanwhile, seem to be in heaven as they vacuum up as much they can eat.
BlueFeather has not excaped being scored apon eather, nore is her, oddly still intact, pillow fort unharmed, frosting and pie filling dribbles from the battlements, and blue proudly wears a cupcake, upside down, atop her head, between her ears. Still, she fights on, unwilling to give up, she fires another party cannon! Sending a fresh wave of confectionary delights in a gracefull arc to assult the ponys and foals ranged against her!
Pinkie_Pie swoons dramatically! "Nooooo! Nimble Hooves! My hero! I will never forget yoooooou!" she faints away over his pie-encrusted body with a faint *splut* noise as she falls into the frosting.
Dragonfly laughs. "Laddie, I AM adventure!" rolling upright, shaking some of the goo off of her wings, then grinning. "Ans ye might want tae stand aside a wee bit now....." then snaps one wing full forward and one back, then they whirr into motions, slinging frosting and cannon goo back towards Bluefeather like a fan blade. "Hai! Wee one! At was so sweet, thought I'd return some sugah myself!"
Derpy walks into the cafe, completely obvious to everything.
Sugar_Rush starts to snore at his table...
Bardigan raises a hoof. "Junior Adventurers! CLEAN UP CR-" Splorch. He neglects to take Dragonfly's warning and is winged in the back of the head by her assault, sending him sliding across the floor until he's facing Pinkie Pie. He sloooowly opens his eyes. "... I think tonight's been a success, don't you?" he asks her with a big grin. Somehow, his teeth are still shiny enough to sparkle.
Pinkie_Pie opens an eye and beams back at Bardigan. "100 percent Pinkie-Pie perfect!"
Nimble_Hooves is laid acoss the countertop, covered in bits of pie and a Pinkie. His tummy grumbles and he tastes a bit of the lemon meringue still suck to his cheek. "mmm.. t-tasty."
BlueFeather relaods the cupcake cattapult, making sure to place a single, fresh warm blueberry muffin amidst the cupcakes. SHe breavly stands her ground, taking Dragonfly's return fire, only to fire off another full round from the catapult, and one of the party cannons! Using a wing to keep her eyes clear so she can see enough to sorta aim.
Derpy looks around the place and sizes it up, her muzzle a bit wrinkled with mixed impressions. Cake, frosting, and sugary goo everywhere? And covered with confetti?? "Is new look for Tob-yanno!" she observes, unfurling her wings. She splorches through the batter and icing to the blueberry muffin Bluefeather placed amid the cupcakes, and tenderly picks it up. It needs loving care.
Pinkie_Pie ^^
Dragonfly drops into a stance and sees the fresh volley incoming, lanching into the air. ""BRING IT!" laughing as she races along the ceiling towards Bluefeather, tucking in her wings and stretching out like a racehorse to blast through the next barrage of goop, frosting, and confections. "AHAHAHAHA!!!!!" opening her eyes, looking like a flying pillsbury dough pony, diving at Bluefeather! "Have at ye!" suddenly pulling up, letting all the loose stuff come loose and continue on donw. >SPLORT<
Bardigan, still on the floor, covers his head with his hooves as a few foals take cover behind him. "My poor mane... at least I lost it to a good cause."
BlueFeather sadly is behind her fortifications built of pillows, shes unable to run, and, mostly unable to avoid the barage of confections that Dragonfly flings apon her, yet, she does not go down easy! Even as she is struck down, she fires off all of the party cannons! She might go down, but shes taking everypony with her! There is an ominus Woomp! sound, then cupcakes and confetti shoot out the chimeny of the cafe to rain down apon anyone who might be outside, never mind the poor ponys who might have been outside the door!
Derpy is about to bite her muffin, but gets blown out the window by a party cannon blast. Whether she keeps the muffin is impossible to say, but the poor gray pegasus goes wheeling through the air and out of sight.
Pinkie_Pie rides a wave of frosting out of the door of the Cafe on Nimble's back, cheering, "Best Friday Night Party EVERRRRR!"
Dragonfly is laughing so hard she snaps rolls to the left forgetting the gooey extra weight...making such a turn useless. She banks down instead, splatter-landing amid a cupcake volley, making a point to snap one up in her mouth just before she skids into a table, a wing lifting to grab a few root beers from another table. "HAI!" tilting all to drink, spillimg as much as she drank.
Nimble_Hooves surfs the wave of frosting... well, it is more like Pinkie surfs him out the door on the wave.
Bardigan stands up on woozy hooves. "Junior Adventurers! C... CLEAN UP DUTY!" he manages to call out before flopping into another pile of frosting. Most of the foals just groan from over-full stomachs.
Pinkie_Pie starts stacking up party cannons.
Dragonfly flies in singing. "He talks about you in his sleep, there's nothing I can do...." rolling upside down then flipping to land at a table.
BlueFeather silantly stalks her prey, her tail twitching, crouched low to the ground, slinking around through the party cannons, then her wings flick wide, and she jumps, probably triggering at lest one party cannon, as she atempts to leap onto Pinkie's back
Bardigan pushes his way into the door, looking more than a little... out of place. He's wearing clouds. Clouds fashioned in the shape of old-fashioned armor, complete with breastplate and helmet, a cloud shield on his leg, and cloud sword held in his hoof, over his shoulder. He flaps his wings to stand on two legs and glances about with a hawk-eyed expression, peering at a scroll. "Junior Adventure Squad!" he calls behind him. "Fan out and find that treasure key!" And with that, a little crowd of squealing foals dressed in makeshift fantastical get-up swarm inside.
Pinkie_Pie fires one of the cannons at Dragonfly. A sound effect cloud visibly drifts upward from it, reading 'PIE!'
Sugar_Rush comes inside. He looks hot, a little sweaty, and tired. He finds a table and sits down, glad to rest a bit!
Pinkie_Pie oohs, and peeks into the cannon. There's a muffled *PUMPH*. She withdraws her head, licking pie off of her face. "A misfire!" She beams at the tumbling yearlings entering after Bardigan. "Oh thank goodness you're here, Adventure Squad!"
BlueFeather eepps, and hides, too many ponys!
Nimble_Hooves has arrived.
Dragonfly flares her metallic wings and laughs at Pinkie. "Oi, I LIKE this one!" grinning ear to ear.
Bardigan glances Pinkie's way and points dramatically! "Hark! A fair maiden!" He crosses the distance with a single leap, followed by a couple adventuresome pegasus foals that drop onto his back. "Miss Pie! You wouldn't have happened to spot any nefarious ne'er-do-wells around here? These adventurers are starving for a quest!" Though given how they're already jumping off the walls, it seems some of them are making it up as they go along.
Pinkie_Pie beams, shaking Dragonfly's hoof vigorously. "Hooray! We can be friends, then! That was EASY."
Sugar_Rush orders himself...hmmm, he wonders if they have...frito pie!
Pinkie_Pie zooms over to the turntables - if they didn't have them before, they do now - and lays down Groovy Beats: www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJESDE62PbE
Screenplay comes in and wonders what the hay is going on. Mayham, thjat's that's going on
Pinkie_Pie (Hayhem!)
( "ADVENTURE!" Pipsqueak inadvertantly answers Screenplay, with an adorable little kick of his front hooves. )
Dragonfly perks her ears. "Ohh, love dance trax!" then lifts up. "And asides, anypony what can look a cannon in the face and lick it off has got tae be good!"
Pinkie_Pie puts her hoof dramatically to her forehead. "I, fair maiden Pinkie, frosooth beseech thee! I am assaulted by nefarious pies!"
BlueFeather finds herself a safe place to hide, there are far too many ponys for her to really feel comfortable with, and foals are if anything worse, thay never let her even see another foal.
Skyheart is caught in the middle of this. He hides in his corner, keeping his poems in a neat stack for now. Orpheus is already up on a shelf away from everything.
Pinkie_Pie zips over quickly and builds a little pillow fort in front of Bluefeather. It has a little telescope if she wants to peek out.
Sugar_Rush waves to Pinkie Pie, "Hi there!" He smiles as he waits for his order to come out.
Screenplay is still unsure what the hay is going on but dsits to watch
Bardigan looks terribly affronted! "Pies! The bane of empty stomachs everywhere," he exclaims. "Pies!" the foals answer. "Pies?!" a roly-poly grey colt squeaks excitedly. "Where are these villains?" Bardigan swings his cloud sword back and forth, pointing it in the air. "Who here is brave enough to help us vanquish those baked bounders?" His sword falls and points at Dragonfly! Dramatically! "Good sir! Might we depend on thee to gather your gumption and help devour those dastardly die-hards to save the fair maiden Pinkie from certain over-abundance?"
Bardigan takes a breath after that.
Pinkie_Pie pssts to Bardigan. "Pie-hards."
Bardigan swishes his sword in a figure-eight. "*Pernicious* pie-hards!"
Pinkie_Pie cheers!
Pinkie_Pie tells the foals, "This is why I always keep a playwright around for emergencies. They know so many great words!"
Nimble_Hooves wanders into the cafe, looking rather tired and just hoping to get coffee. He sees all the other ponies and freezes for a moment, his ears pinning back. So many ponies. He lowers his head nervously, and edges around the outskirts of the group, hoping to make it to the counter to place his order.
Dragonfly zips up to the stage and slaps her Roland 808 into Pinkie's twin turntables, tunneling in a wicked fast stomping beat then started to sing soemthing when Bardigan levels...a sword. "oi! What's 'at? A toothpick?" laughing as she flares her wings and walks closer, eying Bardigan dead on. "Aye, I've seen butter knives with more threat in 'em!" and laughs. "And can't ye tell a lass from a laddie now?" grinning at him, "IN case ya ain't looked, I ain't no stallion."
Bardigan ahems and pulls up the front of his helmet. "My deepest apologies, madam! I couldn't see through my helm."
Pinkie_Pie pops up by poor Nimble. "HAY NIMBLE great to see you!! It's so great you could come by let's dance!!" She grabs his hooves an sashays across the top of the counter with him.
BlueFeather eepps, sneaks out to kidnap Orpheus, and drag him to the safty of the pillow fort, someone needs to make sure the poor bird is taken care of!
Sugar_Rush watches the goings-on. He decides, as amusing as they are, he isn't up for such antics tonight. His frito pie arrives, and he chows down on it...
Nimble_Hooves is startled and doesn't get chance to react before he's pulled up into a dace with none other than the Element of Laughter herself. His eyes widen, comepletely surprised. This is a wakeup better than coffee. He tries his best to live up to his name, with the dancing anyway...
Bardigan waggles his sword at Dragonfly once more. "And are you calling this gentlepony's weapon a toothpick? My honor is tarnished. Have you a more impressive weapon in your arsenal? Junior Adventurers! Show them your steel!" And the foals growl and brandish cardboard and cloud weaponry. Pipsqueak rushes over to Sugar Rush and presents him with a staff. "Here, sir! You're gonna need this ta' beat pernickous pies."
Dragonfly says "Well now, at much was obvious." laughing loudly if not boldly, grinning to Bardigan. "An just whay were ya plannin' tae to wit' that anyhoof?" nodding to the sword. "I dun think it could even harm melted butter much less ME!" laughing and slapping him on the shoulder with a wing. "But Iffin me ears were right, ye mentioned some kinda scoffin to be had at?" lifting an ear, then grins, snap-flaring her metallic wings wide before the foals, rearing back, "I be DRAGONFLY!!!" giving them a griffon-style roar for effect. "HOI!"
Screenplay looks as she stands and she comes to pinkie. "so this is my welcome to onyville party finually?"
Sugar_Rush snickers. "Thank you, young sir, but for this particular encounter, I think I am already well equipped to dispatch this pie."
Pinkie_Pie nodnods to Screenplay! "Sure! It's a combo party, I was out of town for a coupla months and I'm waaaay behind and gasping 'Ahhhhh!' and realizing someone is new and town and throwing them parties."
BlueFeather sneaks out of her pillow fort, sets a pie atop of Pinkie's head, then darts back into the safty of her fortifications, returning to spying on all the ponys
The majority of the foals squeal in frightened delight and go to hide behind each other, themselves, or under Bardigan, who raises an amused eyebrow. "Oh? Dragonfly, you say? The nimble dew-winged do-gooder of the insect world! Be you friend or foe in the fight against pastries?!" He leans on his sword. Dramatically. He turns to Screenplay and Nimble and raises his shield hoof high. "Avast! More adventurers to join our great quest! Junior Adventurers RECRUITMENT DRIVE!" And Nimble and Screenplay are assaulted by a crowd of foals asking them where the pies are so they can finally get around to eating- er, beating them.
Pinkie_Pie twirls with Nimble! "Great moves, NH!" she says cheerfully. "Not too many ponies can keep up with me. CatchmeNimble!" She leaps gracefully in the air over his head, all four limbs outstretched.
The foals that went to Nimble suddenly scatter to avoid the impending pinksplosion.
Pinkie_Pie also now has a pie on her head as she falls.
BlueFeather sudjests not asking how she, or Pinkie manages to do that, it deals with non-equclidian physics
Pinkie_Pie heheees, non-equclidian. o/~
Bardigan's brain is bent in uncomfortable ways.
Nimble_Hooves leaps beneath to catch Pinkie... The last thing he'd let happen is to drop on of the Elements of Harmony.
Dragonfly laughs and scoop-whaps cupcakes from a table and starts 'bombing' the foals with them. "To the victors go the treats of war!" grinning to Bardigan. "I have tae ask, are ye off to a pot roast party in that getup?" snickering a bit. "Or maybe ye didnae do yer laundry?"
Screenplay murs as she sits at a table taking a pie and start to eat. "Hum.."
BlueFeather really really can't resist that, she wheels the mini party cannon to the pillow fort batlements, and fires! Sending a cascade of cupcakes and muffins and confetti and even a few pies flying
twords the foals, and Bardigan
Pinkie_Pie descends gracefully to Nimble's uplifted hooves. She lands light as a feather on them. *ting*
Pinkie_Pie is gracefully covered in assorted party goodments fired from the cannon.
Nimble_Hooves lowers Pinkie, smiling widely, and then proceeds to waltz across the countertop with her, spinning and twirling, deftly avoiding anything that may be there to trip on or squish. For some time he is rather oblivious of all the other ponies about, and of all the party goodments covering them both.
Suddenly pies are flying everywhere! "Junior Adventurers Evasive Maneuvers!" Bardigan calls out, and suddenly the foals scatter like the most adorable cockroaches you've ever seen, catching or avoiding pies and cupcakes alike as the mood takes them. Little ponies and bits of pastry are everywhere.
Bardigan takes cover behind Dragonfly's table. "Pot roast? My dear, I am guiding a group of valiant ponies-" Splat. Bardigan keeps talking as if the pie never struck him in the face. "-to glory and wonders." "HEY! They have pie!" a foal calls out, pointing at Sugar Rush. "Get him!"
( Meanwhile a little crowd of would-be sorcerors has begun laying siege to Bluefeather's pillow fort. Mostly, they just stand in front of the party cannon to try and get more pie. )
Pinkie_Pie beams at Nimble, and dances along the counter with him. She seems just as obvlivious to the mayhem around them; they could be in fancy dress at a ballroom in Canterlot.
Sugar_Rush holds his frito pie (or what remains of it) above his head as he flies up. "This is MY frito pie. I've been working all day, building my new home, and I think I deserve it!" He frowns a bit. Yesh, what does a pegasus have to do to eat a meal around here?
Dragonfly leans on the table, tilting it a bit. "Aye laddie, I can see the valiant now." using a wing to slide it across the pie covered facade that was Bardigan's face. "Hmmm......Lemon marangue valient. How manly." laughing as she spins and ducks,. crossing a wing to catch one of the pies vertically, then wings it around to re-face Bardigan, holding the pie, taking a bite. "I an also see ye have little knowledge of the swamp bugs." snickering. "E'ere a reason they's 'dragonflies' and not 'butterflies' now laddie."
Screenplay eats her pie watching the party
BlueFeather only has a few ready mini party cannons, she has trouble aiming the big ones that Pinkie uses, and whenever the crowd clusting around her pillow fort gets to great for her to fend off with flung cupcakes, she fires another one off, sending cupcakes and confetti and pies flying everywhere
For Nimble, this may very well be a dream. He didn't get his coffee after all. Perhaps he really did fall asleep at his workbench. For now anyway he lets his inhibitions go. It is a dream, right? He continues to dance with Pinkie, and although he is rather oblivious of his surroundings, he manages to dip her just in time to avoid a wayward pie from the battle unfolding below.
Pinkie_Pie grins up at him, and plants a little smooch right on Nimble's nose. A little Pinkie-pink colored heart floats up, like a tiny balloon, then quietly pops, releasing a little burst of imaginary confetti.
Bardigan's pie is smeared over his face by Dragonfly's wing, but he's not deterred. A pie coming his way is deftly sliced at by his sword! But being a cloud, it goes right through and it impacts with his chest. Who knows where these are even coming from anymore. "Hmm. It seems my charmed equipment is failing me," he notes. "You know much about swamps?" he asks, now taking a moment to dodge a cupcake without breaking eye contact. "Tell me whilst we show these pies whatfor." And without warning he takes her by the hoof to spin her out of the way of more incoming baked goods. The crowd of foals around Sugar Rush jump up and down around his table like he's initiated some kind of ritual. "Ya gotta gives us pies so we can have energy, and beat the *other* nasty pies!" "Yeah, and not ones on the floor. Bleh.
Sugar_Rush growls, quite unlike the usually cheerful candy maker. "I am tired and hungry. I need to recharge my own energy, so I can continue building my home." He quickly moves his frito pie away from one of the colts trying to sneak it away. "Now stop that!"
Dragonfly grins at Bardigan's sword. "Didye make that oughta a wee cloud now?"
BlueFeather wheels one of the big party cannons up to the pilow battlements, and fires, right into the faces of the incoming ponys!
( EXECUTIVE PINKIE SUMMARY: a swarm of foals is tumbling around the cafe, claimbing on everything, throwing pies, battling pies, and generally being foals. Bluefeather peers out of a pillow fort attempting to fend off a small attack group of foals using her mini party cannons. Nimble Hooves and Pinkie are waltzing on top of the counter. Bardigan and Dragonfly are barricaded behind an upended table. Mostly, though: PIES. )
Dragonfly has to sit up and wingclap at Bluefeather's attack. "Oh well DONE lass! Let'em all taste yer powder!"
Nimble_Hooves blushes at the smooch and keeps dancing for a short while longer until the imaginary waltz draws to a close. Nimble bows deeply to Pinkie, down on one knee. "Lady Pinkie, It has been an honour to dance with you. You are truely a wonderful dance partner." His voice is strong and clear, no trace of stutter. It is a dream after all. At least until a segment of lemon meringue splat across his face. He turns, realising where he is, and his ears droop. He seems rather embarrased all of a sudden "W-wait... t-this i-isn't a dream is it?"
Bardigan notices the downward turn Sugar Rush's mood is taking and hurries over as he twirls away from Dragonfly for a moment, stamping a hoof down in front of the foals. "Junior Adventurers! ETIQUETTE EDICT!" he barks. The foals snap to attention and look adorably guilty. "We gotta act good to be good," they rehearse, and turn back to Sugar Rush, heads bowed. "We're sorry." Bardigan nods satisfactorily. "Very good. Sugar Rush! I should've told you earlier, too. You're in the play! Congratulations!" he calls as he's carried off back into the battle. His cloud armor is looking a little ragged.
Dragonfly says "Bettah do what 'e says afore he whiffs ye wiuth dat wee cloud toothpick!"
Pinkie_Pie grins, putting her hooves on Nimble's shoulders. "Of course it is, silly," she says affectionately. "It felt like a dream, didn't it? Dreaming only while you're asleep is overrated. I stopped doing that yeaaaars ago."
Sugar_Rush blink blinks at the sudden turn of events. He looks over at Bardigan, "Um...thanks?" He ten returns to eating his pie. However, he is apparently more tired than he thought, as he starts to wobble a bit...
<OOC> Apple_Bloom wonders if she'll get a cutie mark.
<OOC> Coder narrows his eyes, "Better not be a cutie mark of a pony!"
<OOC> Coder grins.
<OOC> Pinkie_Pie sees a pie appear on AB's flank! Oh... wait... that's actually a pie.
<OOC> You say, "Your cutie mark will be a cutie mark of Applebloom, with a cutie mark of Applebloom, with a cutie mark of Applebloom..."
BlueFeather:thinks the party cannons are not doing good enough, so she brings out her secret weapon, the cupcake catapult! She takes all of 1/10000ths of a second to aim, then fires! Releasing a full broadside of Cupcakes and pies apon the helpless ponys in the cafe!
Nimble_Hooves blinks at Pinkie, "I-It is?" He looks about from up on the counter with Pinkie, surveying the chaos of a pie battle unfolding below. This is too weird even for Ponyville. She must be right. He straightens. "I mean, of course it is a dream." He pushes his chest out a little, "Never fear, Lady Pinkie, I shall protect you from the hordes down there."
Pinkie_Pie beams! "Hooray! We'll face the hordes of pies together!" She hugs him happily. "Together, nothing can stop us!"
Bardigan pops up next to Nimble and Pinkie and points at Bluefeather's cupcake barrage. "Then you're gonna need this," he says, and hands them an entirely undersized shield before dropping back behind Dragonfly's table. Tactical pie-boom inbound! Impact in five, four, three...
Pinkie_Pie opens a very, very tiny umbrella, and holds it up over herself and Nimble.
The foals just stand with mouths open wide to devour as much of the incoming mess as they can.
Dragonfly says "A SHIELD?" looking at Bardigan in disbelief. "Laddie, iffin a wee bit o' flyin' frosting gets her unders in a twist, ya oughtsta trade in yer sword fer a blankie. Now, watch!" jumping up from behind the table, flaring and FA-SWOOOSHING forward, reversing the incoming pastries and most anything left laying loose with it. "Now AT'S a coutnre attack! Have at ye we warrior!"
Bardigan holds up a hoof and tries to tug on Dragonfly's tail. "Wait! You shouldn't do that in a confined space!" Too late. It's a big mess either way.
And by the way KA-BOOM.
IT is to this madness that one Apple Bloom finds upon entering the cafe. Several blinks are had. Blink. Blink. "What'n the hay is goin' on in here?"
A cupcake promptly hits the Crusader in the face. Oooh, cherry.
Cupcakes are hitting almost everything, basically! Unles you don't want to. Then they politely avoid you.
<OOC> Coder says, "Ooooo... how polite.
"Pinkie_Pie raises her pastries right!
Pinkie_Pie uses very polite yeast.
BlueFeather expects its a very bad time for AppleBloom to be entering the cafe, for in response to Dragonfly's counter offensive, she pulls out one more of the big party cannons, and fires it directly at Dragonfly, of course, that means that AB, and others in the general direction of the door happen to be directly in the line of fire, a fresh wave of pies and confetti and cupcakes flys wildly out.
Sugar_Rush finishes his frito pie, then sets his head down on the table. He can hardly keep his eyes open. So sleepy...
Bardigan doesn't know what weapons the next epic pony war will be fought with, but clearly the one after that will be fought with cakes. They're running out of pies around here!
Nimble_Hooves pulls a cable on his harness and snaps open his wings with a *FWOOMPH* and steps in front of Pinkie, bravely taking the blast of pasteries, cupcakes and confetti. Realising he's hit, he falls to one knee, "Lady Pinkie, go on without me..."
Dragonfly says "Oh I say!!!" as she finds herself staring down the barrel of a loaded pastry cannon. The directed blast of confectionary expulsion rockets over and around her, ouytstretched wings and all, plastering her to the wall behind where her and Bardiggan had been. She opesn her eyes, still on the wall, upside down, and splorps to the floor. "AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! NOw THAT were a right smart counter counter attack! I LIKE that wee warrior!"
Apple Bloom wasn't expecting any of this. She was just planning on getting a scone. When a party cannon is aimed at her and fired. Even if she wasn't actually the target. Screaming, the Crusader is out the door just as she is pelted right in the face by a cupcake.
Bardigan pokes his head over the top of the table, glancing back at Dragonfly, and then out at the cafe. It is absolutely covered in everything conceivably baked and sweet. Whoever owns this place is going to be in for a sugar shock. He reaches out and wipes some of the mess out of Dragonfly's eyes. "Not every day you meet a mare that can take a hit like that and keep going! You could be a perfect candidate for an Adventurer!" he chuckles. The foals, meanwhile, seem to be in heaven as they vacuum up as much they can eat.
BlueFeather has not excaped being scored apon eather, nore is her, oddly still intact, pillow fort unharmed, frosting and pie filling dribbles from the battlements, and blue proudly wears a cupcake, upside down, atop her head, between her ears. Still, she fights on, unwilling to give up, she fires another party cannon! Sending a fresh wave of confectionary delights in a gracefull arc to assult the ponys and foals ranged against her!
Pinkie_Pie swoons dramatically! "Nooooo! Nimble Hooves! My hero! I will never forget yoooooou!" she faints away over his pie-encrusted body with a faint *splut* noise as she falls into the frosting.
Dragonfly laughs. "Laddie, I AM adventure!" rolling upright, shaking some of the goo off of her wings, then grinning. "Ans ye might want tae stand aside a wee bit now....." then snaps one wing full forward and one back, then they whirr into motions, slinging frosting and cannon goo back towards Bluefeather like a fan blade. "Hai! Wee one! At was so sweet, thought I'd return some sugah myself!"
Derpy walks into the cafe, completely obvious to everything.
Sugar_Rush starts to snore at his table...
Bardigan raises a hoof. "Junior Adventurers! CLEAN UP CR-" Splorch. He neglects to take Dragonfly's warning and is winged in the back of the head by her assault, sending him sliding across the floor until he's facing Pinkie Pie. He sloooowly opens his eyes. "... I think tonight's been a success, don't you?" he asks her with a big grin. Somehow, his teeth are still shiny enough to sparkle.
Pinkie_Pie opens an eye and beams back at Bardigan. "100 percent Pinkie-Pie perfect!"
Nimble_Hooves is laid acoss the countertop, covered in bits of pie and a Pinkie. His tummy grumbles and he tastes a bit of the lemon meringue still suck to his cheek. "mmm.. t-tasty."
BlueFeather relaods the cupcake cattapult, making sure to place a single, fresh warm blueberry muffin amidst the cupcakes. SHe breavly stands her ground, taking Dragonfly's return fire, only to fire off another full round from the catapult, and one of the party cannons! Using a wing to keep her eyes clear so she can see enough to sorta aim.
Derpy looks around the place and sizes it up, her muzzle a bit wrinkled with mixed impressions. Cake, frosting, and sugary goo everywhere? And covered with confetti?? "Is new look for Tob-yanno!" she observes, unfurling her wings. She splorches through the batter and icing to the blueberry muffin Bluefeather placed amid the cupcakes, and tenderly picks it up. It needs loving care.
Pinkie_Pie ^^
Dragonfly drops into a stance and sees the fresh volley incoming, lanching into the air. ""BRING IT!" laughing as she races along the ceiling towards Bluefeather, tucking in her wings and stretching out like a racehorse to blast through the next barrage of goop, frosting, and confections. "AHAHAHAHA!!!!!" opening her eyes, looking like a flying pillsbury dough pony, diving at Bluefeather! "Have at ye!" suddenly pulling up, letting all the loose stuff come loose and continue on donw. >SPLORT<
Bardigan, still on the floor, covers his head with his hooves as a few foals take cover behind him. "My poor mane... at least I lost it to a good cause."
BlueFeather sadly is behind her fortifications built of pillows, shes unable to run, and, mostly unable to avoid the barage of confections that Dragonfly flings apon her, yet, she does not go down easy! Even as she is struck down, she fires off all of the party cannons! She might go down, but shes taking everypony with her! There is an ominus Woomp! sound, then cupcakes and confetti shoot out the chimeny of the cafe to rain down apon anyone who might be outside, never mind the poor ponys who might have been outside the door!
Derpy is about to bite her muffin, but gets blown out the window by a party cannon blast. Whether she keeps the muffin is impossible to say, but the poor gray pegasus goes wheeling through the air and out of sight.
Pinkie_Pie rides a wave of frosting out of the door of the Cafe on Nimble's back, cheering, "Best Friday Night Party EVERRRRR!"
Dragonfly is laughing so hard she snaps rolls to the left forgetting the gooey extra weight...making such a turn useless. She banks down instead, splatter-landing amid a cupcake volley, making a point to snap one up in her mouth just before she skids into a table, a wing lifting to grab a few root beers from another table. "HAI!" tilting all to drink, spillimg as much as she drank.
Nimble_Hooves surfs the wave of frosting... well, it is more like Pinkie surfs him out the door on the wave.
Bardigan stands up on woozy hooves. "Junior Adventurers! C... CLEAN UP DUTY!" he manages to call out before flopping into another pile of frosting. Most of the foals just groan from over-full stomachs.