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ClockworkNightmare β We seem to have a quest (now with cutie marks)
Published: 2012-05-06 20:26:33 +0000 UTC; Views: 2337; Favourites: 70; Downloads: 19
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Because we need more male ponies. Right?I feel like doing Pinkamena or artistic Rarity though. Or maybe Trixie...
Or some TF2 fanarts just for the change.
EDIT: Flim and Flam, now with cutie marks!
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dang it guys! stop being so cool and handsome! my poor heart cant take!
(jk jk! they look so awesome! love them!
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Pft... only admiring?
*runs away*
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D: Can I do more? *blushes*
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... Do you want to~?
ΓΆΓΆΓ€fdlg I will shut up now. :,D
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Uhm... Y-yes?
Please dont DX
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Yes,go ahead? No one is stopping you... Or... Perhaps a part of yourself is having doubts?
*motions towards the door with her hands* Now, little fanboy! Sush!
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heh....uhm...okay. *peeks head into tent* ;3
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*the two stallions stopped in their movements, dragged out from their thoughts, as someone, in fact, quite rudely disturbed their off-time. Two tired, yet curious faces found their way to eye the intruding head, which hovered between the tent sheets. Soon enough one of them continued to put away his coat, neatly on the nearby barrel, as the other coughed and managed to pull on his charming business smile, flashing his white teeth at you* Khm... Yes?
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Oh my..uhm..I'm ..so terribly sorry to bother you sirs...uhm..You're the flim Flam brothers...yes? *I shyly step in, a deep red pony with black spiked mane and brown eyes* Names Talon..and uhm..I'm a fan of your business ventures..
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A fan...? *Flim stumbles to his feet, letting out a hearty laugh and giving a nod towards his brother* ...and there we went thinking that we only attracted ladies. Well as fans, that is.
*walks to you, behind your back and starts nudging you towards the middle of their humble tent* So... lad. What are you interested in... An autograph?
Our machine? *Flam adds, glancing jollily at you*
Daily production of cider? *Asks Flim, as he keeps nudging you*
Our next destination? *Flam's voice rings again, followed by the sound of him biting an apple he just picked from the barrel*
Or... about our seamstress. *Flim adds with another hearty chuckle*
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W-Well Sirs...ugh.. *slowly moving, but mostly due to Flim's nudging* Yeah..uh..m-most of those things..heh...I mean..what's not to like about you guys. The style.. *staring at the clothes* The machine..*he glances in the direction of their locomotive* Oh uh....I'd really like an autograph with you guys...maybe a picture if ya don't mind? *trying to hide his blushing the best he possibly can*
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An autograph? That's the least we can do for our fan! *Flim stops nudging you and trots past you, chuckling, as a faint green glow appears around his horn and after a short while a trunk flies open in the corner*
It's a good thing we always keep some around! *as the same glow appears around some paper, which slowly made their way above his head accompanied by some tools*
Now where are they... Flam? *more and more stuff keeps hovering above his head, as he basically stick his head into the trunk impatiently*
Got to be there, Flim! I haven't touched them! *the other brother replies idly, finishing his apple* So... Are you around here... or?
*a delighted "Ahah!" interrupted Flam's question* There we go! I knew I still had a couple around here! *raises a single autographed photo, glowing greenly, as he starts directing the other stuff back into the trunk in some kind of order only he knows* You know, sometimes our working hours just keep stretching and stretching, longer and longer, because... the ladies... *lets out another hearty chuckle* ...keep asking for autographs, so we simply prepared them in advance! *the drunk shuts close* Brilliant and effective, if you ask me.
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Talon smiles widely* Perfect. I really appreciate it. *he looks to Flam* no..I'm kinda wanderer. But I've been to a few places that know you, and I've heard alot about you. I actually saw you guys in Manehattan shortly before you left. Didn't speak up or try to say anything. So yeah...can't imagine my surprise when I stumble across you guys again. *he chuckles lightly, somewhat child-like* I don't care what other ponies say, you guys are just honest businessponies trying to make a living! And that's cool. *wide smile* Oh but..heh..look at me..comin' in and interrupting your guy's down time.Kinda rude of me...I apologize *he bows his head*
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Manehattan, huh? Wasn't as good of a sales week as we excepted... Mainly due to our lack of apples... Can't grow an orchard and just pick it up along with us every time, can we? *Flam laughs softly*
*Flim hovers the photo towards you, as he makes a few stretching movements* And it was a tiresome week! All that searching for suitable apples. *grunts* Impossible. *notices you bowing your head* Oh, and don't fret my dear friend! *motions with his hoof to raise your head* It won't do us any bad to socialize with other ponies on our free time. Well there is not much of it, but... *chuckles* But... Now that it peaked my interest... *tilts his head* What ARE the other ponies saying? *raises an eyebrow*
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Talon raises his head and takes the autograph with a smile and places it in his satchel at his side* Well..alot of mixed stuff. Like...well, the people in Hoofington didn't like your cider...but the people in Las Pegasus loved your style and delivery..perhaps paying them another visit could net you some bits. I talked with a couple people in Manehattan and they kinda agreed. But ya know, I really liked some of your cider. *shrugs casually* I mean, hey, better than I can do, so, gotta appreciate that. But uhm..yeah to sum that up..heh heh...all around people seem to have a mixed opinion of you guys..so at least its not all around negative, ya know? though I'm sure you knew that what with all your female fans...heh, ya ever meet any real colt fans like me?
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Didn't like our cider... prepostero-... *Flim starts grumbling, but an apple flies into his mouth, shutting him up. Flam flies another apple towards you, surrounding it with the same kind of greenish glows as Flim did before with the photo*
Now, now, dear brother of mine, no need to flare up! *turns back at you* Did I hear correctly... You... Do cider? That's rather unexpected for a lone traveling pony, as yourself, my dear friend! And as far for the fans... I don't... *Flam is interrupted by an angry mumble, as Flim managed to push the apple out, just to be showed back in by Flam, who lights the apple into greenish tones once again and gives his brother a stern look*
... Well most of colts just praise our cider. *chuckles as he turns to look at you again* The mares on other hand, keep asking for autographs, kisses, inviting us for some drinks... You call it. The spoiled one seems to do especially well on the ladies. *nods towards the muffled pony, still fighting with the apple in his mouth, wanting to protest against the 'insult' about his cider*
I suppose naturally colts do not see it necessary to show such... attachment. *slowly walks over to his brother, ruffling his mane, chuckling* Calmed down? Though there have been a few who snatched our autographs between the ladies, never one has sneaked into our tent. Congratulations, you are the first one! *chuckles some more*
(( Soz, I have no idea what I'm doing, never rp'd ponies :,D ))
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(you're doing fine? and im enjoying this either way?)
Talon jumps and catches the apple in his teeth, then spits it out above him, and moves so it can be caught by his bag. * I'm flattered. Not every day I get to meet two awesome business ponies. and Not every day I get told I'm the first colt to sneak into their tent...well..im not sure how proud i should be of that second thing..heh heh...I don't see why ya don't get many propositions from other ponies. I'd help ya if I could. Heck, I wouldn't even ask for much of profit anyways, I do have my own share of bits that I earn at towns. People like to say I'm pretty lucky. Though usually I'm just hustling people in pool and darts and stuff...*he casually shrugs*
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Well... basically you didn't sneak in. *Flam chuckles* Oh we have had some real interesting encounters. *He pulls the apple from the now spluttering Flim's mouth and casually continues to eat it* We once had to deal with this one crazy mare who hid herself into our hammock. And once we wanted to hit the hay, she was just laying there, a rose in her mouth and wriggling her eyebrows.
*Flim, now recovered, flashes his smile again, looking as dignified as he did before* Oh yes... the ladies. Can't just get enough of us, but for business reasons, we obviously have to turn them down. Can't have some kind of weird rumors running around, can we? *he grabs the apple from his brother, finishing it with one bite, glaring at him a little* Oh, but now we know with whom we shouldn't be playing cards! *he chuckles jollily , turning at you once again, before sighing* But about a job... I must say the two of us haven't encountered too many problems, another hoof in the business? I don't think we need it. *eyes you sadly*
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Talon frowns* I see. Well, ya, uhm...don't think much of it.If ya don't have any problems, I can see why you don't need another guy. It's cool. Just business, I know. Well...uhm..I got what I wanted..*he chuckles awkwardly and holds up the autograph* Maybe we'll see each other around...*he heads for the exit of the tent* Wonderful meeting you guys.
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*the brothers change troubled looks*
Hey, now... Don't make such a face! *Flim quickly trots next to you* How about a glass? Huh? A glass of freshly pressed, DELICIOUS cider! Just for you! *he grins happily, as he pinches your cheek* So, this little colt will have a smile in his face again! What do you say?
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*Talon shyly smiles, perhaps a tiny bit of a blush forming* Uh...w-well..s-sure..I'd love some.
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Ahah! Flam! Today's last glass, for our dear new friend! *he ruffles your hair and happily prances towards the crack formed by the tent sheets*
*Flam, a little more idly also trots past you, whispering* We will be going huge next week, Canterlot. *throwing you encouraging glace, as he quickens his pace, exciting the tent, a few apples following him in green glow*
Slowpoke! *you hear Flim's voice ring at his brother, along with the noises of the machine*
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Talon blushes again and fixes his hair after he follows Flam out. He trots by Flam and whispers "Thanks Flam! I planned to go there two weeks from now..but I suppose I can go a week early if it means catching you guys again!" he smiles widly, coming to a stop on the other side of the machine where Flim stands, licking his lips anxiously.*
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Those sure are some fancy invisible cutie marks you added.
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Now, there we go. No more blank flanks.
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Wait, but it showed me the proper file... Wait whut. Oh well.
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Wait...waaiit...WAAIITT...oh my gosh! They're magic was green! Changeling magic is green!
OH MY GOSH!
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Flim Flam are the best ponies!
But yeah, what Rocko said too.
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Fuuu I knew I forgot something. Gotta fix it up later.
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Mkay.
Also, mind explaining the context of the image?
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After a tiresome sales day, the brothers always went to rest in their tent. This day was no different. Flim always said that it's better to set up a tent, hotels were a waste on money. And it was most certain this pony liked his money. "Why waste it on a house, when they could set up one by themselves?" he said, more like insisted. Flam didn't really bother to argue with him, the white-blue, now almost homelike, tent provided them all the privacy they needed after the sales day. AND they were here to work not to have a holiday anyway.
This time it seemed that their little private tent wasn't that private... Despite Flam noticing her himself, Flim still had to point out that they seemed to have a special quest, as the pony present wasn't a nopony at all, especially in the business world.
"Madam, if I may intrigue, is there a special reason for visiting us after work hours?" Flim asked, with a charming smile. It was obvious after all, the owner of the Cherry Hill ranch wouldn't grace them if it wasn't about business. Flam gave a subtle nod, throwing his vest on a nearby barrel, before turning to listen the cream pony.
"I must say..." the stranger in their homey tent started talking. "I'm most impressed by the machine you gentleman own."
"Why thank you, but it's nothing compared to the handwork, time and care put into product in the Cherry Hill ranch, my dear Cherry Jubilee..." Flim complimented back, now sure where this was going to head.
"I'm most proud of the quality of my goods, but I must say there are troubling factors..." She sighed, before continuing. "Any chance the gentleman are interested working with cherries?"
The brothers changed some meaningful glances, before...
Wait... what the feather am I writing?
Obviously someone was in the tent and then they has some awesome pony smex. The end.
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