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Post by Draco on Nov 1, 2011 18:20:01 GMT -5
The traditions of Trottingham differed from the the rest of Equestria a couple of nights a year. Instead of the normal Silence that would fill the streets, the skies where alight with a complete spectrum of colours, along with the sounds of explosions to match them.
The tradition had started with one family, started as an experiment when one curious colt saw the beauteous sights that surrounded the castles on the night of the gala and wanted to try making his own. All though the following weeks the home of the seemingly insane male was surrounded with the smell of burning, loud barrages of noise filling the night and day air.
Eventually however he re-emerged from his home, a small rocket in hoof and a grin pasted firmly across his maw. He had done it.
He swiftly made his way into an open space, the nearest one being the town square. Setting the small fire arm down firmly before setting its wicker tail alight, the on lookers and neigh sayers standing a fair distance back, unsure of what was unfolding before them.
The scene swiftly took a magnificent turn when the small capsule fully ignited, propelling itself into the air with an amazing speed beneath it. It took but a second for the device to detonate, the following explosion causing the coloured now blazing granules to fly into the surrounding area, filling the nights sky with its beauteous hue.
Now so many years on, the colts family keep his legacy alive. Once a year one family member is chosen to make that years fireworks and with standards so high it is both a coveted and feared position.
This year a certain rouge female had been grated the task of organizing the town's now ever loved festival and to say she was scared would be an understatement.
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- Mane cast and OCs are allowed for this encounter. The limit for characters in this thread is 5 (Making 6 when Draco is included). This is on a first come, first serve basis, and you are only allowed to post ONE of your characters per person, not account.The thread may begin before all slots are filled, depending on how quickly it moves, so latecomers are welcome if there is room.
-This is my take on the British tradition of Guy fawks night <3 A fireworks celebration that takes place on the 5th of November.
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Post by The Great and Powerful Trixie on Nov 6, 2011 0:45:44 GMT -5
The streets of Trottingham were starting to buzz with some life as the holiday began to draw near. Most ponies wouldn't show up until the days of the events, but there were some that came to town earlier. One such pony was none other than the one and only Trixie, although at first glance it may not have looked like her with her hat and cape removed. All she wore was a saddle bag instead, the hat and cloak safely tucked inside of course. As much as she was a showmare, she wasn't here to put on a show or for the town's spectacle either, or at least not like the others were. Trixie had come to Trottingham to get her own fireworks. Magic might be able make fireworks as well, but nothing like the kind that Trottinghammers produce. The grander the show, the better.
As she walked down one of the streets, she ignored the simple vendors that lined it. There was only one family in town that produced the quality pyrotechnics she was after. What she didn't know was that fate was twisting her to meet a certain 'fan' that seemed to intertwine paths with her more often than anypony else in her chaotic life.
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Post by Bambina on Nov 10, 2011 12:23:42 GMT -5
Oh this was great! Not only did Bambina get to do her favorite thing ever, making things explode, but she was getting paid a huuuuge amount of bits for it! While the fireworks displays were being setup and getting ready to go due to some ponies who had been hired to help her do such things. Rest assured however, when it came time to make things go boom, Bambina would be the only one setting those babys off! She had such a grand display in mind as well! Currently, this is what Bambina was doing! Running back and forth, lighting fireworks here and there. Most ponies would absolutely hate running back and forth like this constantly, but when it came to this, she didn't have a care in the world! Somehow, the desperado pony was even able to squeeze in miniature light shows for the younguns here and there!
"Come one come all! Got a request? Throw it my way! Nothing is to extravagant for Bambina!" she said, not woried about using a surname here given how far from her normal stomping grounds she was.
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