Post by Afterglow on Jul 2, 2013 20:51:15 GMT
Ok so this is the story of how Afterglow/Nightlight got his citimark I did it in the format of him being interviewed by one of the professors at C.S.F.G.U. and was wandering if I could get some constructive criticism and if any grammar Nazis want to look it over to then that would be great to just leave your opinions/suggestions in the comments below TY O’ ya one more thing all characters besides Afterglow/Nightlight and Gossamer are up for adoption so just PM me if you want one
Also I typed this whole thing on a iPhone so expect some mistakes
Afterglow: i-i-I its not important how.
Gossamer: nonsense how a unicorn gets his or her cutimark is of the upmost important to ones magical studies.
Afterglow: but I um.
Gossamer: now spit it out you failed to do a written report like was asked of you so now you must give an oral presentation.
Afterglow: I was a late bloomer and so.
Gossamer: spit it out.
Afterglow: (sighe) fine but it’s a long story.
Gossamer: this is a one on one class I have time.
Afterglow: i-i-it was a long time ago all the way back in my second year at celestias school for gifted unicorns. I was the last one in my class to be without a cutimark blank flank was another name in the other fouls armory of insults to be cast at me I was just as much the misfit then as I am now not a friend in the world except well maybe one pony a filly her name was name Snowfall but that comes later I awoke on that morning the 4th week of Fall and I had no idea it was going to be a day any different from the ones before or the ones to come after other then it was the due date for are first self study projects they were on are unicorn heritages. I had it pretty easy considering my father and both of his parents were earth ponies so I only needed to study my mother’s side of the family. I pulled my head from its usual place on the window sill were id fall asleep every night looking at the stars and rubbed the sleepiness from my eyes it was a typical Tuesday morning for me I brushed my teeth, ate a apple, packed my school bag, and left the dorm to make my way to class were as usual I ran into Hotshot. He was a tall red unicorn with a bright orange mane and a torch cutimark he was held back in school two years even though his magic skills were of par he had a total lack of effort and discipline two of the key aspects of the schools royal teachings. He used his greater size, age, and skill to rule over the other ponies like some form of evil grade school dictator and by other ponies I meant me more or less. He stopped me in the road between the dorms and the second grade school building
Foul Afterglow (he so cute //_^)
“hey there sparkler what’s in the bag?” he said in that obnoxious tone he always used to assert him self
“it’s a nothing ”I said knowing full well what he’d do if he found out what was in there
“spit it out or ill put you out” red flames now lingered on the tip of his horn.
“I-its my family heritage project pleas don’t bu-bu”
“burn it?” he interrupted “why that sounds like a great idea but ill think ill have a look at it first to see if your parents were as pathetic as you are” as he finished his insult he took his two front hooves and pushed me to the ground. As I landed my report fell form the saddle bag. He looked at it with evil intent “I just learned this this new ignition spell iv bin dying to try out and this looks like the perfect time don’t you think?” this time as he spoke the flames around his horn grew to a blaze. He leaned his head toward the papers about to turn all my efforts to ash when
Gossamer: I don’t see how this relates to your cutimark.
Afterglow: just wait. When a snowball flung from nowhere hit him dead in the face extinguishing his horn. It was Snowfall hear to bale me out yet agin she was a skinny weight filly with the prettiest weight and blue mane and was one of the few ponies I could speak to without a stutter
“get out of here hotshot or ill tell Mrs. Startwerl. You wouldn’t want her to turn your horn in to a twig for a week again would you?” she said with the disapproving tone she always used with bullies. he grunted and left without another word. If any other pony spoke to him like that he’d beat them silly but Snowfall was just as gifted in Cryo magic as he was pyro magic and he’d never stick around for a fare fight. “are you ok?” she asked
Filly Snowfall
“Im fine see not I scratch this time” I said as I levitated my report back into the bag and slung it over my back
“I still don’t see why you put up with him its not like you couldn’t take him I remember last year when they were teaching basic illumination spells you accidently blinded Sparktide for three hole days”
“that was just a surge you know that”
“You have talent” she said insistently “now come on were going to be late on report day.” We made are way to the school building taking about small stuff like new spells we were learning, letters we got from back home, what we were going to do over the coming vacation, she did most of the talking but I spoke a little it felt good to have other pony I could confide in it became stressful always feeling bottled up all the time
Gossamer: can we get to the point?
Nightlight: he’s getting there now shut your snooty yap hole.
Gossamer: why id never.
Afterglow: Nightlight be polite! I’m sorry any way we got to class right before Mrs. Startwerl took attendance. She gave a small speech about how we were supposed to present are projects and started calling us up to present pony by pony first was Everglade. Then Acala, then Hotshot who hadn’t completed hispoject of coerce then it was my turn. Now Nightlight wasn’t entirely conceived yet.
Nightlight: I prefer born.
Afterglow: but whenever I knew id need to talk to a large group of ponies’ id just kind of zone out and go on auto pilot. I presented mostly on my mother who met my father at pony palooza nearly twenty years ago he was doing a opening for tombstone and my mother was in charge of doing lights. I also talked about her career as a magic entertainer and her father’s work as a laysics eye surgeon for the equestrian royal court. I finished my presentation without any falter or great mess-ups. The next few ponies were nothing worth mentioning but then Snowfalls turn rolled around. It donged on me that she never spoke go her parents before and that she only spoke of letters from her grandfather or brother. She began her presentation with a smile that seemed more radiant then the one that usually graced her face. She told of how her parents were both hopelessly bad at magic and had never received a formal education but they were both gifted dancers discovering there talent at a young age she raveled a leather bound photo album from her saddle bag and opened it up they were pictures of the grand galloping gala. she went on to tell the story of how her parents met. Both were asked to be part of the opening dance at the gala and they fell in love at first sight. The pictures had started to yellow but you could still make out the beauty of her mothers dress and the fines with witch they both danced. A year after the gala her brother was born and a year after that so was she. Snowfall went on to tell more of her grandfather who I already knew to be a well know architect. After that she concluded her presentation giving the photo album a kiss on the cover before returning it to her saddle bag. The rest of the day went smoothly or as smooth as my days got i was insulted and bullied by any pony who got the chance, I sat with snowfall during lunch but she want nearly as talkative as usual and during my introductory coerce to lazer based spells I accidentally burnt a hole straight through the target and into the wall of the offensive magic’s building. after school was over I when out looking for Snowfall we usually met outside the entrance to Canterlot proper but she was no were to be found I checked the school building, her dorm, the tutoring center, even the detention wing but she wasn’t any were I looked. I decided it was probably a bad time and started on my home work after that was done the sun had already set and I made my way to bed I laid my head down on the windowsill to gaze at the stars were I usually fell asleep every night but tonight was different. I herd a slight whimpering outside coming from the school grounds meadow. It was well past curfew and under any other circumstances id never of ventured outside but something in my chest compelled me to do so. I snuck out my window and went to see who it was when I got there my eyes widened. It was Snowfall siting at the edge of a pond crying holding the photo album tight in her hooves. I knew it wasn’t my place to but in but I needed to see what was wrong. I walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder she turned to face me eyes swollen with grief
“O’ its you I’m sorry if I woke you.” she said wiping the tears from her eyes.
“what’s wrong.”
“i-its nothing.”
“you know its safe to tell me anything who would I tell? you’re the only pony I ever talk to.”
“today during the presentation I left out something about my parents.” she sniffled
“do you want to tell me.” I could feel her raw sadness
“A-Afterglow both of my parents passed away two years ago in a theater fire “I sat there paralyzed by what she had just said. “Id give anything just to see them dance just one more time” her words came out between sobs as she rested her head on my shoulder tears streaming downer her face. I could feel my heart beat racing my chest felt like it was going to explode. We sat there for at least 15 minutes. Not a sound in the meadow besides her whimpers and the melodic music of the octivcrickets. I was overwhelmed with emotion all I wanted in the hole world for a moment in time was nothing more then to see her smile I just wanted for her to feel happy and then it happened. Beyond my control thousands of little sparks of multicolored light began to spew from my horn some twirled and spun in the air others fell to the ground and skid across the water but all gathered in the center of the pond. Snowfall looked up at me in total bewilderment her arms loosened and the album fell to the ground opening to the pictures from the gala. I looked down at the pictures the music of the crickets boomed inside my head then suddenly the stream of light stopped
“A-Afterglow” was all Snowfall could muster her eyes fixated on the image in front of her.
I looked out at the pond and was all struck by what a saw. There on the water dancing in perfect harmony with the sounds of the night were two translucent images of the ponies I had seen from the album dancing just as I had imagined them. I felt the tears stop streaming onto my shoulder.
“Thank you” was all she could say before she fell sound asleep on my shoulder. I looked down on her face graced with that beautiful smile I so wanted to see. I leaned my head agents hers and for the first time I think I actually felt what it was like to be happy. The next day when we awoke she pointed out a new mark on my flank but the excitement was short lived. two days later she received word that her grandfather in Baltimare had fallen dreadfully ill and that she'd need to return home to help her brother care for him. I haven’t seen her since.
Gossamer: (Sob… sniffle) C-class dismissed.
Also I typed this whole thing on a iPhone so expect some mistakes
Afterglow: i-i-I its not important how.
Gossamer: nonsense how a unicorn gets his or her cutimark is of the upmost important to ones magical studies.
Afterglow: but I um.
Gossamer: now spit it out you failed to do a written report like was asked of you so now you must give an oral presentation.
Afterglow: I was a late bloomer and so.
Gossamer: spit it out.
Afterglow: (sighe) fine but it’s a long story.
Gossamer: this is a one on one class I have time.
Afterglow: i-i-it was a long time ago all the way back in my second year at celestias school for gifted unicorns. I was the last one in my class to be without a cutimark blank flank was another name in the other fouls armory of insults to be cast at me I was just as much the misfit then as I am now not a friend in the world except well maybe one pony a filly her name was name Snowfall but that comes later I awoke on that morning the 4th week of Fall and I had no idea it was going to be a day any different from the ones before or the ones to come after other then it was the due date for are first self study projects they were on are unicorn heritages. I had it pretty easy considering my father and both of his parents were earth ponies so I only needed to study my mother’s side of the family. I pulled my head from its usual place on the window sill were id fall asleep every night looking at the stars and rubbed the sleepiness from my eyes it was a typical Tuesday morning for me I brushed my teeth, ate a apple, packed my school bag, and left the dorm to make my way to class were as usual I ran into Hotshot. He was a tall red unicorn with a bright orange mane and a torch cutimark he was held back in school two years even though his magic skills were of par he had a total lack of effort and discipline two of the key aspects of the schools royal teachings. He used his greater size, age, and skill to rule over the other ponies like some form of evil grade school dictator and by other ponies I meant me more or less. He stopped me in the road between the dorms and the second grade school building
Foul Afterglow (he so cute //_^)
“hey there sparkler what’s in the bag?” he said in that obnoxious tone he always used to assert him self
“it’s a nothing ”I said knowing full well what he’d do if he found out what was in there
“spit it out or ill put you out” red flames now lingered on the tip of his horn.
“I-its my family heritage project pleas don’t bu-bu”
“burn it?” he interrupted “why that sounds like a great idea but ill think ill have a look at it first to see if your parents were as pathetic as you are” as he finished his insult he took his two front hooves and pushed me to the ground. As I landed my report fell form the saddle bag. He looked at it with evil intent “I just learned this this new ignition spell iv bin dying to try out and this looks like the perfect time don’t you think?” this time as he spoke the flames around his horn grew to a blaze. He leaned his head toward the papers about to turn all my efforts to ash when
Gossamer: I don’t see how this relates to your cutimark.
Afterglow: just wait. When a snowball flung from nowhere hit him dead in the face extinguishing his horn. It was Snowfall hear to bale me out yet agin she was a skinny weight filly with the prettiest weight and blue mane and was one of the few ponies I could speak to without a stutter
“get out of here hotshot or ill tell Mrs. Startwerl. You wouldn’t want her to turn your horn in to a twig for a week again would you?” she said with the disapproving tone she always used with bullies. he grunted and left without another word. If any other pony spoke to him like that he’d beat them silly but Snowfall was just as gifted in Cryo magic as he was pyro magic and he’d never stick around for a fare fight. “are you ok?” she asked
Filly Snowfall
“Im fine see not I scratch this time” I said as I levitated my report back into the bag and slung it over my back
“I still don’t see why you put up with him its not like you couldn’t take him I remember last year when they were teaching basic illumination spells you accidently blinded Sparktide for three hole days”
“that was just a surge you know that”
“You have talent” she said insistently “now come on were going to be late on report day.” We made are way to the school building taking about small stuff like new spells we were learning, letters we got from back home, what we were going to do over the coming vacation, she did most of the talking but I spoke a little it felt good to have other pony I could confide in it became stressful always feeling bottled up all the time
Gossamer: can we get to the point?
Nightlight: he’s getting there now shut your snooty yap hole.
Gossamer: why id never.
Afterglow: Nightlight be polite! I’m sorry any way we got to class right before Mrs. Startwerl took attendance. She gave a small speech about how we were supposed to present are projects and started calling us up to present pony by pony first was Everglade. Then Acala, then Hotshot who hadn’t completed hispoject of coerce then it was my turn. Now Nightlight wasn’t entirely conceived yet.
Nightlight: I prefer born.
Afterglow: but whenever I knew id need to talk to a large group of ponies’ id just kind of zone out and go on auto pilot. I presented mostly on my mother who met my father at pony palooza nearly twenty years ago he was doing a opening for tombstone and my mother was in charge of doing lights. I also talked about her career as a magic entertainer and her father’s work as a laysics eye surgeon for the equestrian royal court. I finished my presentation without any falter or great mess-ups. The next few ponies were nothing worth mentioning but then Snowfalls turn rolled around. It donged on me that she never spoke go her parents before and that she only spoke of letters from her grandfather or brother. She began her presentation with a smile that seemed more radiant then the one that usually graced her face. She told of how her parents were both hopelessly bad at magic and had never received a formal education but they were both gifted dancers discovering there talent at a young age she raveled a leather bound photo album from her saddle bag and opened it up they were pictures of the grand galloping gala. she went on to tell the story of how her parents met. Both were asked to be part of the opening dance at the gala and they fell in love at first sight. The pictures had started to yellow but you could still make out the beauty of her mothers dress and the fines with witch they both danced. A year after the gala her brother was born and a year after that so was she. Snowfall went on to tell more of her grandfather who I already knew to be a well know architect. After that she concluded her presentation giving the photo album a kiss on the cover before returning it to her saddle bag. The rest of the day went smoothly or as smooth as my days got i was insulted and bullied by any pony who got the chance, I sat with snowfall during lunch but she want nearly as talkative as usual and during my introductory coerce to lazer based spells I accidentally burnt a hole straight through the target and into the wall of the offensive magic’s building. after school was over I when out looking for Snowfall we usually met outside the entrance to Canterlot proper but she was no were to be found I checked the school building, her dorm, the tutoring center, even the detention wing but she wasn’t any were I looked. I decided it was probably a bad time and started on my home work after that was done the sun had already set and I made my way to bed I laid my head down on the windowsill to gaze at the stars were I usually fell asleep every night but tonight was different. I herd a slight whimpering outside coming from the school grounds meadow. It was well past curfew and under any other circumstances id never of ventured outside but something in my chest compelled me to do so. I snuck out my window and went to see who it was when I got there my eyes widened. It was Snowfall siting at the edge of a pond crying holding the photo album tight in her hooves. I knew it wasn’t my place to but in but I needed to see what was wrong. I walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder she turned to face me eyes swollen with grief
“O’ its you I’m sorry if I woke you.” she said wiping the tears from her eyes.
“what’s wrong.”
“i-its nothing.”
“you know its safe to tell me anything who would I tell? you’re the only pony I ever talk to.”
“today during the presentation I left out something about my parents.” she sniffled
“do you want to tell me.” I could feel her raw sadness
“A-Afterglow both of my parents passed away two years ago in a theater fire “I sat there paralyzed by what she had just said. “Id give anything just to see them dance just one more time” her words came out between sobs as she rested her head on my shoulder tears streaming downer her face. I could feel my heart beat racing my chest felt like it was going to explode. We sat there for at least 15 minutes. Not a sound in the meadow besides her whimpers and the melodic music of the octivcrickets. I was overwhelmed with emotion all I wanted in the hole world for a moment in time was nothing more then to see her smile I just wanted for her to feel happy and then it happened. Beyond my control thousands of little sparks of multicolored light began to spew from my horn some twirled and spun in the air others fell to the ground and skid across the water but all gathered in the center of the pond. Snowfall looked up at me in total bewilderment her arms loosened and the album fell to the ground opening to the pictures from the gala. I looked down at the pictures the music of the crickets boomed inside my head then suddenly the stream of light stopped
“A-Afterglow” was all Snowfall could muster her eyes fixated on the image in front of her.
I looked out at the pond and was all struck by what a saw. There on the water dancing in perfect harmony with the sounds of the night were two translucent images of the ponies I had seen from the album dancing just as I had imagined them. I felt the tears stop streaming onto my shoulder.
“Thank you” was all she could say before she fell sound asleep on my shoulder. I looked down on her face graced with that beautiful smile I so wanted to see. I leaned my head agents hers and for the first time I think I actually felt what it was like to be happy. The next day when we awoke she pointed out a new mark on my flank but the excitement was short lived. two days later she received word that her grandfather in Baltimare had fallen dreadfully ill and that she'd need to return home to help her brother care for him. I haven’t seen her since.
Gossamer: (Sob… sniffle) C-class dismissed.