Salty's Lifestone (part zero)

- > Horseshoe Harbor - Portside <--------

There are shops! And a pier. And a beach! And a lighthouse!

The boardwalk runs through the harbor's Portside district, along the town's many and sundry shops and restaurants. A short wall, just high enough to sit on, separates the boardwalk from the sandy beach that stretches down toward the ocean where seashells dot the shore. On one end of the boardwalk is the pier, where boats and ships come and go, including the seasonal Zebra trading caravel. A little ways off in the ocean is a little island with the town lighthouse that winks along at night.

The boardwalk leads back southeast to the town square, and stretches all the way around toward the sand that leads northeast to the residential outskirts. Directly East, along the trotting path through the fields, lie the farms. And of course, there's the ocean, stretching invitingly past the sandy beach.

The leaves are turning colors, the air crisp and cool. The harbor almost looks like it's on fire, with all those reds and golds.

/Almost/.


Jellybean heads in from the town square.
Jellybean has arrived.
Mwai sits staring at the sea. He has the look of somepony who is trying to concentrate very hard on something. His hat is still missing, and he's wearing a glowing red gem around his neck. It almost seems to be quietly muttering.
Jellybean rarely has the look of somepony who is trying to concentrate very hard on anything. Unless he's writing. Then he does. But he sees the zebra staring out to see and, curious, flies closer to join him. He's quiet for a foal. "It's pretty, isn't it?"
Windrose trots in from Main Street.
Windrose has arrived.
Mwai furrows his brow. He nods. "Even tonight. I was trying to figure out if this thing was actually speaking or just muttering," he says, tilting the glowing red gem around his neck slightly. "But I think there's just snarling and gurgling sounds."
(OOC) Windrose: You sure gurgling is a good thing?
(OOC) Mwai: NOTHING ABOUT THIS GEM IS A GOOD THING RIGHT NOW XD
(OOC) Mwai: Meanwhile anypony gonna say something?
(OOC) Mwai: 'cause I could be Mr Exposition a bit more…
Jellybean looks at the gem and tilts his head. "Is that jewelry? Did somepony give it to you? Are they your very special somepony?"
Com'n, where is he? -Where- is he? How is she suppose to report to the team captain if he's not anywhere arou — oh, there he is. There's a brief burst of air from above as Windrose flies down and skids to a stop next to Jellybean. "-There- you are. Clouds for the south side of town have been all set up for toni—What's with the zebra with the glowy necklace?"
(OOC) Queen-Pegasus patpats Jellybean.
Mwai looks at Jellybean with the sort of aghast look that takes years of practice to pull off properly, and wide-ranging experience with the clueless to refine. "So Salty, right? The old mayor? Notice she's a bit off lately? And by "a bit" I mean out of all seven rainbow hues of her buckin' mind?"
Jellybean waves to Windrose. "How about the east? We're supposed to have a small flurry there, but I don't want it to get out of hoof." He looks back (and up) to Mwai. "I know mayor Salty. She was mayor when I started being a weatherpony here."
(OOC) Jellybean: It should be noted, Mwai, that Jellybean is presently a wee foal.
(OOC) Mwai: Yeah but I think Mwai knows Jellybean from before and also was a foal himself once so.
(OOC) Mwai: Oh man, Lavender had such a crush on foalMwai it was SO SAD when she found out who he was.
(OOC) Windrose snrk
Windrose jestures over her shoulder with a hoof. "Another group is taking care of that one." Then cocks her head at the zebra. ".. That, ah, 'special' pony is the ex-mayor?"
Mwai says, "So, the reason she's off is because her soul got called to the wrong body after that unforunate business with the Weathervane. Or bodies. And then her real body got hijacked, bewitched, corpsified, undead, evil, and had its head melted off. This," he tilts the amulet again, "is the last part of that. The Bone Mistress (she's got me on a leash these days) wants me to use it to get this Snowfield character her proper life span back, but… I donno. This crazy is above my pay grade, and I've done crazy at the federal level." On "the federal level," he shoves a hoof accusingly skyward.

Jellybean nods with satisfaction to Windrose. He's learning to appreciate the art of organization. "Snowfield? She lives in the Wintersong Woods. She knows all about all kinds of magic stuff, so I bet she'd be really helpful." Mention of the Bone Mistress makes the little pony shiver a bit. "I miss Salty. Can I help somehow?"
"You know what's sad? I'll tell you what's sad." Windrose sits down on her haunchs and looks to Jellybean. "That story is still not the weirdest thing I've heard since coming here, that's what."
The Bone Mistress flutters down to the boardwalk and sits across from Mwai. "Well, it does get weirder."
(OOC) Mwai: ABUSES HIS POWER TO SUMMON TBM MWAHAHAHAHAAAAaaaa
(OOC) Mwai: It's my only wiz power left XD
Mwai sighs "Aaaoow, can't I even sit down and brood for five minutes between misadventures with you anymore?"
Windrose slaps a hoof to her face at the appearance of pony grim reaper. "Me and my big mouth."
(OOC) Queen-Pegasus: Now there's somepony Queen would like to strike a deal with =3
(OOC) Mwai: Heh.
Jellybean trembles when the Bone Mistress shows up, but then remembers his manners and bows his head in respect. "Hello, Mistress. H-how are you? Can I help you somehow?"
The Bone Mistress shifts her wings and regards Jellybean kindly. "You WOULD make a nicer helper than this old pirate," she says, tilting her head at Mwai, "but, his fate lines are tied around the Pirate Saltlick's so tight that it would be… ill advised… for anyone else to wear that necklace. It houses her life force, tainted by dark magic and fraught with infernal torment." There's something odd about the way she says that last bit. Like the way she makes "infernal torment" sound sort of like, oh, "honey glaze".
You say "Hey! I'm not old, I'm 37!"
(OOC) Mwai: Sorry, couldn't help it.
(OOC) Jellybean: Windy?
"Yeah, that sounds just so pleasant. I think he better keep it." While not a troublesome pony it seems Windrose has developed a slight bit of a snark after the otherworld adventures.

At least until she remembers just who they're talking to here. -Then- she scoots back a bit from the Mistress and ulps. "I mean, I'm sure you know what you're talking about since this is, kinda, y'know, your job."
Jellybean makes a little 'meep' noise, then shakes his head. "I won't touch it, I promise." To Mwai: "Is there any way I can help? I'm good at finding things and guessing things. Mostly just finding and guessing."
Jaquelyn has arrived.
(OOC) Jellybean: Jacque~
(OOC) Jaquelyn: Jelly~

The Bone Mistress sighs. "Oh, to have such eager help. Mwai is my bearer for this, and I already know the way to the place he must go before he can face the Pirate and rid her of her curse. But perhaps you can be our eyes and ears here in the Harbor while we travel to the edge of the underworld. Keep an eye on the Pirate Saltlick. We will need to reach her quickly once our work below is completed."
(OOC) Mwai: Skipping Mwai's turn 'cause he's the plot's plaything this go round XD

Windrose's wings briefly flicker in a restrained shudder. Okay, if there's one thing that'll ruffle her after Nightmare Winterworld, it's mentioning -that- place. That's still bucking creepy sounding. "… Wait, I thought we were talking about the ex-mayor?" She hasn't quite put two and two together.
Jellybean blinks. "I guess she used to be a pirate. I just thought she liked to drink grown-up juice a lot." She can do two things, Jellybean. I promise I'll watch for her. Do you know where to find me, Mwai? Mine's the cloudhouse near the center of town with the bellrope hanging to the ground." There may not be any other cloudhouses in the area.
The Bone Mistress smiles. "I know where to find *everypony*."
Mwai shudders.
(OOC) Jellybean whimpers. "But I was asking him."
(OOC) Mwai: But it doesn't matter if Mwai can find him because he's just following TBM's directions XD
(OOC) Mwai: Aaaand I just contradicted myself on where she can find everyone, but I just decided why and it's totally legit conciet on TBM's part so I'm rolling with it, feel free to call her out XD
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(OOC) Windrose would rather keep her own mortal coil in tact, thank you. -.n
(OOC) Jellybean uses hers as a slinky.
(OOC) Mwai: Heh, and TBM is usually so deliberate and not-capricious-at-all about things 83
(OOC) Mwai: Fluttershy and I actually modeled her after Death of the Endless mostly, with a bit of Celestia flavoring and a somewhat more Dream of the Endless feel to the dialog, none of whom are likely to kill ponies for speaking out of turn. But yeah, doesn't make y'all not buckin' terrified XD
"Yeeeeeeaaaaaaah…." Windrose tries not to let on just how much this alicorn of the other side is kinda creeping her out, even after past adventures. "We'll just keep an eye on Miss Drooly Undeadpants, yeah."
(OOC) Mwai: You know what's awesome? "Undead" in a town like this is three or four ponies shy of becoming a visible minority.
(OOC) Jaquelyn: That is rather interesting.
(OOC) Windrose snrk
Jellybean nodnods with Windrose's sentiment. "I'll do what I can to help. I want her back soon too. I wouldn't have my job if it weren't for her." Granted this is because there weren't any weatherponies when he came to town and he ended up being captain by simple virtue of having seniority when others finally started showing up, but there you have it.
The Bone Mistress smiles in that way that really ought to look sweet and motherly but still sends chills down your spine. "Excellent."
Mwai says, "Now wait just a minute— if you know where everypony is all the time, what do you need somepony else keeping an eye on Salty?"
(OOC) Mwai: Mwai on the other hand is already undead, under contract, and being dragged around on plotrails like he was Desmond Miles XD
Windrose's bit of snarkiness returns, maybe just because it's not the Mistress she's speaking to. "Maybe she needs all her focus to keep you in line, mister."
Jellybean just meeps, looking worried.
The Bone Mistress shoots a look at Mwai that would have made anypony who hadn't been dead several times cower, or at the very least think better of themselves. "Saltlick isn't exactly alive in the traditional sense at the moment. It doesn't mask her completely, but even I don't know exactly where she is now."
(OOC) Mwai: Mwai skip because he just grumps.
Windrose gestures with a hoof. "See, she's already part dead so the mistress of the afterworld can't entirely sense her. Makes perfect sense to me!" Or you just don't want to argue with the Bone Mistress. Probably both.
(OOC) Mwai: It's more like, similar to how Luna and Celestia couldn't do meow-all about the Nightmare World, but yeah. And if that scares you it probably should XD
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[Plotting] Winter-Solstice says, "oh my gosh nobody ever wants to poke or prod anything in these scenes"
[Plotting] Winter-Solstice says, "everybody seems constantly afraid that there will be terrible death if they do something wrong"
[Plotting] Applejack points at Horseshoe Harbor. "When has poking and prodding at things ever led to fuzzy warm feelings and rainbows?"
[Media] Mwai says, "Hee hee, Spike microwaving a bag of blood is creepily adorable."
[Public] Ruby-Blossom has disconnected.
[Plotting] Applejack says, "Obviously we need to run a few scenes where when a pony gets brave enough to poke/prod/investigate something, /good/ things happen."
[Plotting] Winter-Solstice says, "Not a bad idea"
[Plotting] Applejack says, "And then follow it up with, like, a scene where ponies who touch a button get trapped in a giant oyster."
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[Plotting] Winter-Solstice says, "Or maybe I just need to put a disclaimer on my plot in general: It is designed to be handled"
[Plotting] Applejack says, "XD"
Huh? (Type "help" for help.)
[Plotting] Mwai says, "Hey the scene in the wine cellar was a prime example that only hurt Lavender, and she was too bombed out on Smile Dip to notice!"
[Plotting] Applejack says, "That might be a great idea too. A little up-front encouragement, "Please touch this plot device". :|"
[Plotting] Applejack says, "And that wine cellar was great~ It was fun getting random drinks and shoving them down a foal's throat."
[Plotting] Sadaka offers her characters for it.
[Plotting] Sadaka says, "Rocket will /always/ poke things."
[Plotting] Sadaka says, "and Rusty's a bit too curious for her own good sometimes."
(OOC) Mwai: Jelly?
[Plotting] Applejack says, "Rumble's in that boat. He kicks everything."
[Plotting] Applejack says, "Technically so's Rock'em and Sock'em, but that's the life of a Goon."
[Plotting] Winter-Solstice says, "Sadakaaa"
[Plotting] Applejack says, "Sadaka, we should play something. :<"
[Plotting] Winter-Solstice says, "I know Fireside's plot entails abit of investigation, but I woudl encourage you to think of ways, if you haven't already, to carry the plot forward if players aren't investigating much."
[Plotting] Winter-Solstice says, "because I can already see this being sort an issue with mine, and the later parts of it involve a lot of invesitation, and I am worried it's gonna go nowhere without an NPC around handing out quests"
[Plotting] Applejack is inspired to make two posts about Plotrunning. Running the plot, and being /in/ a plot.
[Plotting] Winter-Solstice says, "if you do, make the latter include something about not being afraid to try stuff"
[Media] Mwai says, "Oh man, Spike is screwing up the Buffy gang by being AWFUL at them <3"
[Plotting] Applejack says, "That would be the whole point yes."
[Media] Mwai says, "Better yet, SUTBLY awful! <3"
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[Plotting] Winter-Solstice says, "also i cannot stress how much i dislike it when the scene grinds to a halt for 15 minutes because everybody is waiting on someone to pose"
[Plotting] Mwai says, "Mm, yeah :I"
- > Horseshoe Harbor - Portside <--------

There are shops! And a pier. And a beach! And a lighthouse!

The boardwalk runs through the harbor's Portside district, along the town's many and sundry shops and restaurants. A short wall, just high enough to sit on, separates the boardwalk from the sandy beach that stretches down toward the ocean where seashells dot the shore. On one end of the boardwalk is the pier, where boats and ships come and go, including the seasonal Zebra trading caravel. A little ways off in the ocean is a little island with the town lighthouse that winks along at night.

The boardwalk leads back southeast to the town square, and stretches all the way around toward the sand that leads northeast to the residential outskirts. Directly East, along the trotting path through the fields, lie the farms. And of course, there's the ocean, stretching invitingly past the sandy beach.

The leaves are turning colors, the air crisp and cool. The harbor almost looks like it's on fire, with all those reds and golds.

/Almost/.

-- Contents ------------—-

Jaquelyn A dark blue and burgandy griffon!
Jellybean Pegasus with a pale blue coat and a dark red mane.
Mwai A Zebra in a Tricorn.
Windrose A tall purple pegasus with pink/white mane

-- Main Grid -------------
Town Square <TS> Main Street <MS> Outskirts <OS> Glimmering Sea <GS> Farm Country <FC>
— Buildings -------------
Rusty Bucket Tavern <RB> Carrot Corner Cafe <CC>


[Plotting] Winter-Solstice says, "unless they're doing something critical, or they have a good reason to wait for something to react to, but pose order for its own sake is just… wasteful"
[Plotting] Applejack says, "S'true."
[Plotting] Winter-Solstice just wants people to go forth and have fun and when an hour and a half passes and people are still just milling about it's hard not to read it as the scene not being engaging. Bleah
[Plotting] Applejack hugs Winter.
(OOC) Windrose pokes Jelly's belly
(OOC) Mwai: If there are no objections I will pose…
(OOC) Windrose: I think we lost him. >.>
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The Bone Mistress stands with a flap of her large wings. "We are wasting moonlight. The Well of Purity does not reveal itself by daylight. I thank you, Jellybean. You are a most agreeable pony."
Mwai stands. "Seriously it's like a Zebra can't even put destiny on hold to get a drink these days…"
[Media] Mwai says, "And Angel and Riley get in a big fight! … eh, the odds that they'll rip each other's clothes and accidentally kiss are probably slim…"
(OOC) Jellybean sighs. "I'm sorry, guys. My sleep schedule has me passing out during the evenings, generally quite suddenly.
(OOC) Windrose: NAP ATTACK
(OOC) Mwai: Ahh.
(OOC) Windrose knows the feeling. Sticks a pillow under Jelly
(OOC) Mwai: I just have this picture of Jellybean at a computer going all fainting goat.
(OOC) Jellybean meeeeeh'eh'eh.
Windrose AHEMS as Jellybean gets a thank you. "I'm here and said I'd help too."
Jellybean looks up. "I'm sorry, but I need to check in with the ponies on the east side of town. Take care, Mwai. Windrose, I'll see you when I'm done?" With that and a mighty(?) flappaflappa of his wings, he's away.
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(OOC) Jellybean: Sorry, fading too fast for coherence.
Jellybean has disconnected.
[Public] Jellybean has disconnected.
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The Bone Mistress gives Windrose a nod. "I imagine you will. Not everypony is so…" the Bone Mistress seems to be feeling around for a diplomatic word, but settles on "…unmanagable as the good Captain here."
Mwai shrugs grouchily. "I aim to displease."
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Huh? (Type "help" for help.)
Huh? (Type "help" for help.)
GAME: Permission denied.
And then Jellybean takes off before she gets a chance to even properly say goodbye. "Welp, I'm on break, so I guess I'll go get something to eat. But I'll keep my eyes open from above when I'm on shift, don't worry. Later.. uh.. guys…" How do you say goodbye to the grim reaper alicorn? She settles on just a brief wave before bounding off in another direction.
(OOC) Mwai: aaand… scene?
(OOC) Windrose: Good for me
(OOC) Mwai: Arright then! Good show all!
- > OOC Lounge — Ponyville Plaza <—

BTW and then this happens:
http://captainmwai.tumblr.com/post/37962569514/high-res