/mlp/ FourCannon journal

Day #1 (Thread 17)

11:42

 

Well here we go, brave new world.

 

I should probably introduce myself, to whoever will read this.. My name is Blazing Sky.

I'm a stallion, and a pegasus.

 

-There appears to be marks on the paper, as if Blaze had tapped his pencil against the paper, in an attempt to find something to talk about-

 

I was instructed to write a journal as I enter the colony, but I am writing this as I walk there.

Might as well hit the ground running?

Speaking of that, I had really taken my time coming here, apparently this colony has been around for more than half a year now, crazy that only now ponies are hearing about it, right? It must've been tough starting out there.

Doubt merchants come up here either, I'm way up north, y'see. Probably near the Gryphon Kingdoms.

 

15:16

 

Home sweet home. I've arrived in the frontier town, the sign by the gatehouse said Four Cannon. I dunno what that's supposed to mean, it's probably a reference to something or symbolic.

 

It's crazy to think that all of this has been set up within a few months, so many houses and I think I overheard some ponies talking about a captured cockatrice. Speaking of that, entering the town was surprisingly easy. Almost like they expected me to be here.

I think I might go for a little stroll around the town, and acquaint myself with some other peo- dammit, that's right. We're ponies now.

 

22:50

 

-The next section is written in very sloppy hand writing-

 

I just got back from the Inn, and holy shit.

 

I think I'm drunk, is this what being drunk feels like?

 

I met some ponies, Green Sleeves, Rain Drop and Strike, I never caught the others' names.

 

I'm gonna sleep before I throw up again.

 

Day #2 (Thread 19

 

09:47

 

Goodness, what a night.. My head's pounding.. I should probably swing by the clinic and see if there's any headache medicine. First order of business, I should get to introducing myself to all the ponies around town, and find some kind of occupation. I was thinking about a Handyman, or just a pony that runs around and helps out wherever.

 

Second order; find more food. The rations that I had with me are quickly running out.

 

12:12

 

I bought some food from the bazaar, luckily enough, it didn't cost all of my bits. I've still got /some/ to spare. Hopefully I can get into some line of work relatively soon.

 

Day.. #5? (Thread #24)

 

08:11

 

I've nearly forgotten about my Journal, and that I was supposed to log what happened each day, everyday.

Oh well, a little slacking is okay, right?

Yesterday, I had went on an adventure to these caves up by the hunting grounds. To say the least, it was a success, we found 14 ounces of ore, I never heard which kind, and a few daggers, but my real personal success was that of finding a new pet! Once we entered the forest we found a corpse that has yet to be identified.

 

Out of nowhere, four 3 foot long worms jumped out of it, and attacked us! I quickly took care of the first, and my companions did the same with the other two. The last worm though, I don't know why, but I couldn't kill him.. or her, I don't really know how to check genders on worms..

 

Something about it, said that it didn't want to attack us, it just wanted to feed.

 

I had gotten on my knees, and asked if it would accept my offer of peace, and it somehow worked!

This guy/gal is awesome, He accompanied me to the bar, and it was great.

 

Though I think a few ponies are making jokes about Wormy (that's his/her name) being in some kind of relationship? I can promise anyone who reads us, that our "relationship" is that of a man and his dog.

 

Alright, I think it's about time I should get up.

I'll log the rest of my day later on.

 

00:09

 

Whew, what a day.

 

I finally have a job proposition! One of the local ponies, called Feather Dusted requested a metal door while we were all drinking at the bar, great right? Well, not really.. I don't have the slightest idea where I am going to get metal, or even craft the metal parts.

 

The town had a local blacksmith, so talking with him is probably a good idea. I think his name was Strong Metal?

 

Other than that, today's been relatively boring as per usual, I cut a tree down for some wooden furnishings for the door, and had an.. interesting wine, in remembrance of a local pony, who was the first to die here, his name was Schett.

 

I'm gonna call it a night.

 

Day #6 (Thread 25)

 

13:42

 

I woke up to an odd smell of smoke. I'm not sure what it was, but I had no desire to find out either. Since I had some fairly important business to take care of.

 

I also got the door finished. Strong Metal was nice enough to help out with crafting the door itself, while I focus on all the internal stuff, like the locks, doorknob, and furnishings.

 

From my memory of my human time, the door is about the size of normal ones, 3' x 6' 8". It has oak panels on the front and back, which does it's best to hide the metal, so it seems like a normal door. Mind you, if a pony actually stared at it for about 40 seconds, they'd notice that it is metal. Oh well, I'm very happy with my work.