AAAWWW- Oh well.

Anyone? :c

Yeah man, let's go! Wanna start here or on a new picture?

*lurks in the shadows*

Today had been a particularly rough day. Now, keep in mind that today wasn't particularly /different/ from Salamander's usual; Fiddling around with new materials just left him more frustrated and drained. So he stopped himself before he got /really/ angry and went to a small restaurant.
He took one of the outside tables (of course) and munched on a small salad. Really, he just wanted to watch ponies as they passed by. Pony watching calmed him, though he made sure to dig back into his food if anypony stared back.

Wooooaaah, I'm outta practice too. How do I past tense? XD It also doesn't help that I'm terrible at starting RPs. Haha, sorry for taking so long, also.

A small blue-gray filly passed by, trotting backwards for no apparent reason.

"Mmm?" he couldn't help but make that noise as he saw a filly trotting backwards.
He almost felt distraught at the fact that he couldn't find any reason for this filly's locomotion. Then he realized that he was staring and quickly looked away.
As he was trying avoid looking at the street, he caught sight of two ponies entering the restaurant. He contemplated leaving, thinking that many more would follow after those two since it was noontime. He didn't like crowds too much, but he began to crave dessert as he chewed on a large piece of carrot.

"Ah, it'll be worth it." he convinced himself quietly. Really, he didn't return to his work and dessert started to sound like a great idea.

Now filled with a passion for something sweet, Salamander began to eat his salad more heartily, ditching his fork to eat like an earth pony would.
While stuffing his face in this manner did make the salad go away faster, he couldn't watch others pass by as easily. Luckily, or unluckily, the couple he spotted earlier were seated at a table nearby and well within earshot. Though, their conversation wasn't terribly interesting, so Salamander frequently lasped between being absorbed in the salad and actually listening.
"I'm not eating because I know my cooking is good." the male said at some point. That caught Salamander's attention. So was he just sitting there while the girl was eating?
Salamander didn't want to get in the strangers' business, but curiousity got the best of him so he quickly glanced in their direction before sipping from a glass of water. And he /was/ sitting without so much as looking hungry.
"Huh." he grunted to himself before finishing up his bowl.

[OOC] I have no problem with that! :D

By the time the black earth pony arrived, Salamander felt all too ready to leave. The only thing that kept him here was the promise of dessert, which was graciously granted as a waiter approached his table.
"Ready to pay?"
"Ah, no. Do you have carrot here?" What could he say? He was still craving carrots after the salad.
The waitor then nodded and gave a smile before picking up his empty bowl and leaving.
Now, he just had to wait for some cake. In this crowd. Alone. He hated crowds.

**carrot cake here?

/The cake is worth it. The cake is in fact worth it./ he thought to himself. He wasn't sure whether or not he /needed/ to tell himself that, but it helped him keep from letting his anxiety show.
His eyes scanned the room until they settled on the plate infront of an orange pony. He didn't mean to stare at it like he was, it was just... a defense mechanism? Either way, it was almost completely unconscious, his face completely calm now, absorbed in the plate.

[OOC] Hey, how are you guys putting spaces between your paragraphs? Nothing I do is working. :<

And like that, he snapped from his trance.
"Aaaah, sorry! I don't even know what I'm doin'." he quickly looked down at his table, shaking his head multiple times.

That, right there, was /terrible./ What was worse was that he'd have to sit and wait until he get his cake and pay for the meal.
He wished that he never wanted that cake in the first place! Oh yes, he would ask for a bag and get out before he could embarass himself any further.

"Thanks." /Really, I appreciate it./ he wanted to add, but he gave her one last look before looking at the table.
Mmm, he overreacted back there and he found that deeply frustrating. Honestly, he wouldn't have been half as dramatic he had he been somewhere less crowded. He tried to stifle the urge to kick himself by examining the the salt and pepper shakers on his table.

/Oh well. It has already happened. The damage is done. Better luck next time./ he thought and smiled to himself feeling tired again.

[OOC] Hey, wanna stop for the night? I don't want to get too far ahead before Phoebe gets to post again.

[OOC] One of you guys gonna post soon? *badpokerface*

[OOC] Nah man! It's only been one day without posting!
I've commented on Phoebe's newest painting, so hopefully she sees that.
If all else fails, we can just reset or rewind the RP. No biggie.

Salamander straightened up in his seat as the wait for cake waged on. At some point, he could have sworn that someone was looking at him out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head, realizing that certain orange pony was looking at him.
He made eye contact for a moment, sending her a look that begged for mercy. He could see how she was with others and quickly thought that she was possibly going to tell them about Salamander mess-up. Again, that desire to hide his face came again, until he was interrupted by a waiter with a generously cut slice of cake.
"Your's, sir?" with that waiter-esque calmness.

"Yeah, thanks. May I have this to go?" Salamander visibly relaxed as the waiter pulled out and unfolded a box with magic. Salamander then pulled out his own small bag of bits, counted out his payment in his usual meticulous manner, and he took his now-boxed cake. Now, he began to slowly make his way out of the crowd.

[whoops, I'm in n' out, here... I'll try to be on here more often now that I've finished drawing that thing I've been needing to draw...]

The filly felt someone looking at her, but she quickly dismissed the thought.

'Everyone looks at the fun ponies,' she thought to herself, 'so why worry about another pair of eyes?'
Sure enough, she felt the pair of eyes leave her, and heard hoofsteps going towards the resturant nearby.
Bored, she meandered in that direction.

A chill crept up his spine as Salamander realized the "Sir?" was directed at him. It also didn't help that it was the same orange pony from earlier. Now he was getting flustered, evident by his face growing pink.

"Ah yes?" What did he do wrong? Was the apology unsatisfactory? He tried to think up some things that he could pay her back with, but unfortunately drew up blank.

His face flashed a look of surprise when he noticed that she wasn't angry. Then it returned to his netural expression; relaxed with a hint of a smile.

"Huh. You kinda-" he started to say, but he cut himself off.
He was about to say the she reminded him of a friend from a long time ago, but that suddenly felt odd to say.
"Nevermind. I-"

He was then interrupted by the blue pony from earlier.
"What? No, it's fine-" and any other words started to die in his throat. He wasn't quite sure what to say without sounding weird, seeing as this stallion was her father. His face started to grow red out of confusion.

Salamander snorted as the two ponies fled the scene. The blue one had vaguely reminded him of his own parent and that put a sour taste in his mouth. He almost felt compelled to defend the orange pony, but he thought it best to stay out of their business.

He had a cake to tend to anyways. As he looked over his box, which glowed a faint green, he noticed the black pony from earlier. She seemed to be in a similar situation to him, left alone with a box of food, and Salamander wondered if she even knew those two ponies either. Again, curiosity began to overpower his fear of crowds until he walked over to the mare.
"Did you know those two?" he asked. What a strange way to approach a stranger, he thought.

"Oh, well, that makes sense." he shrugged a little and smiled.
"I was just curious." he added since that much was true.
The sky outside started to turn very cloudy, so much infact that it turned the area noticably darker. Salamander frowned as he glanced at a window.
"Hey, was there a storm scheduled for today?" he asked the earth pony.
He never was invested in what the pegasai did, but he was usually /generally/ aware of when they made rain.

[OOC] I'm just trying to make a plot (with the rain, I mean), so this rp gets a bit more interesting. You guys can add to it if you want. :D

Salamander stumbled after her.
"Hey! You need any help? With your stuff I mean."
From what he gathered, she needed to get somewhere quick all of a sudden and it probably wasn't because she didn't want her mane wet. He quickly added, "I can use my magic!" and covered her saddlebags in a strong green magic.
He wished he could make an umbrella of sorts completely out of magic, but he was simply not that powerful.

[OOC] I don't know. I'm wondering if we should over all together, so we can give this a character binding plot. Like you said, right now it's far to easy for characters to go off and do their own thing.
I'm thinking of some kinda' blizzard thing that forces everyone to move out or something. You have any ideas?
(Agh, sorry for taking so long to reply)

Okay, here’s my cheesy plot-thing:

There has been a violent storm going on for the past few days. At first, the general population thought it was scheduled pegasi work, but everypony is starting to panic as the winds rain grow stronger. What is this unseen force? Now it has gotten to point that simply travelling around the town alone is hazardous.

Yeah, we aren’t going to start /completely/ over; It’s just gonna be fast-forwarded by a week. I’ll be making a new picture with Sal’s intro, so watch out for that.