#mlp curly winds

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More background pony* next gens (plus a nightcore remix repost)! silly horsess

personality stuff belowwww

These ponies are childhood friends who stayed close through young adulthood, but are going through a bit of a rocky patch as they navigate the world while exploring their special talents.

Thyme Turner

Thyme Turner is one of the most patient ponies in ponyville. She spends her days delivering sweets from her friend's parent's candy shop and setting up a community garden. Thyme is the type of pony to enjoy the slow, subtle changes time brings, like watching a flower bloom in the morning and close at dusk. Conversely, she is very distressed by any sudden changes. Luckily, in ponyville, nothing ever changes, right?

Her parents are Time Turner/Doctor Hooves and Rose/Roseluck. She was also raised by Muffin/Bubbles/Ditzy Doo who is a close friend of her parents and her favorite parent growing up. She is always tired and tends to have bits of Thyme stuck in her hair.

Marshmallow Melody

Marshmallow Melody, or just Mel or Melody by her friends, cannot wait to leave her hometown of Ponyville. She saves up bits every day working at her mothers', Lyra and Bon Bon's, Candy shop. Bon Bon sees great potential in Mel's candy making abilities and wants her to inherit the shop when they retire. What Mel really dreams of is being a singer in Canterlot. As soon as she financially can, Mel plans on moving away with Nightcore Remix as her roommate. Recently, her increasingly romantic relationship with Thyme, who plans on staying in Ponyville for life, has made her question if she really wants to go through with it.

Her parents are Lyra Heartstrings and Bon Bon/Sweetie Drops. Fun fact: her design is based off of those twisted multicolor marshmallows! (all marshmallows in this story are made from agar agar, so don't worry about horse hooves)

Nightcore Remix

I already talked about him here, so I'll make this brief. After a long series of nightmares as a colt, Princess Luna came to comfort him. With her help, he learned to face his fears. After that time, Luna became an inspiration to him. Now, he dreams of leaving Ponyville to live in Canterlot to be closer to his idol and hopefully preform for her. The pony he's closest to in the group is definitely Melody, which is why he's been waiting around for her before moving away.

His parents are Octavia and DJ PON3/Vinyl Scratch. The stars in his mane are actually from a glittery hair spray.

Spoilsport

Spoilsport, often just called Sport, is, you guessed it, a pretty athletic pegasus. Due to a deformity in his left wing, he isn't able to fly in a straight line, making life in Cloudsdale difficult for the colt so he and his parents moved to Ponyville, where he met Thyme, and the rest is history. I'm not exactly sure where he would stand in the whole moving to canterlot thing since I basically jsut came up with this story for them today, but boy is he a character in this story.

*His parents are actually two background characters from Equestria Girls, Curly Winds and Wizkid (in my head they're both pegasi in normal Equestria). His signature tennis move is the tornado smash, where he creates a whirlwind with his wings after serving the ball, making it go in unpredictable directions. The referees are not too fond of this move, so he only gets to use it in casual matches.

[rare-apples]

Happy pride month to these babes specifically

[hadraws-11]

My babiesssss <333 as ponies! :DD

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[ricky-toon]

Wiz Kid and Curly Winds from EG as ponies.

Bases made by ElementBases

ps: for those who don't remember who these two are:

[stanlinnm]

Hi gays!

Guys*

[rta-user-2025]

Wiz Kid x Curly Winds

[cloudyglow]

The background "Equestria Girls" characters Wiz Kid and Curly Winds as ponies. These two are a canon gay couple.

[velona-antiquartz-repulsa]

`~ Screw It. ~`

🔥🔥🌪🔥🔥

`~ Curly Winds is Aeta-Filipino because yes ~`

`~ His design color pallette caught me off guard after I felt suspicious with it and he seems to have a 'kulot' hair, assuming that he could be a Negrito. ~`

(lazy ahh desc.)

(Also his lover is Japanese)

(I fw Parokya ni Edgar 🙏🙏)

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[Image Description: the Linked Spirit AU Links as MLP Ponies. They are all in a sort of line. Bean and Forest are orange unicorns, Bean is an adult, leaping and looking backward. His cutie mark is a blue ocarina. Smith is a white pegasus with mouse front feet and ears. They have green, purple, blue and red colors on their wings and feather tail. Ver cutie mark is a multicolor four leaf clover with symbols of each element on each petal. Sky is a light blue pegasus with red and gold wing tips. His cutie mark is the Master Sword, but the hilt looks more like open wings. Hero's Spirit is a teal unicorn with pink hair. They float above Sky, looking nervous. Their cutie mark is a shield. Forest is a foal behind Sky, looking backward at Ordon. His cutie mark is an hourglass with a handle, making it look similar to the Fierce Deity Sword. Ordon appears to be a clydesdale, with the wolf link colors and markings. His cutie mark is a gold ordonian goat. Wild is a blue pegasus with white wing tips and socks. Their cutie mark is obscured by a scar. Wind is a yellow earth pony with blue hair, and a whale tail cutie mark. He looks down at Engineer, who is also a yellow earth pony, with dark hair. He has the engineer uniform on, and a leg brace with wheels on the bottom. His cutie mark is a gear with a gold triangle in the center. Hope is a pegasus flying above, with reddish dark socks and a tan body. He has curly red and gold hair. Her cutie mark is a heart with the triforce in the center. Finally, Rinku is a pink bunny-eared earth pony, with pink hair. A blue skirt obscures her cutie mark. End ID]

Woe, ponies be upon you! I have decided to indulge my pony drawing desires.

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WIND MEETS THE ROM : Part 10 of 27 :

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WIND MEETS THE ROM

Part 10 of 27

by

De Writer (Glen Ten-Eyck)

Cover art by @wind-the-mama-cat

54212 words

© 2023 by Glen Ten-Eyck

Writing begun 06/01/18

All rights reserved. This document may not be copied or distributed on or to any medium or placed in any mass storage system except by the express written consent of the author.

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While she was speaking, her soft midnight blue magic, shot through with stars, had picked up her half of the double tree and was expertly securing her harness to it.

Wind complimented, “That is a beautiful harness. The leather work is superb. Is it an heirloom?”

Midnight chuckled, “I hope not. I made this one about fifty years ago. It is possible that I may gift it on to some deserving horse, but not yet. When I do, THEN it will become an heirloom.”

It was only a few more minutes before all of the Rom were hitched up in the caravan and ready to take to the road.

It was Tia who called the starting cadence, “Lean Left! Lean Right! Pull Left! Pull Right! Pull! Pull!” The whole caravan moved forward smoothly onto the road. She called, “Two Green Vines!”

The Rom began to sing the first of the many road songs that helped the kilometers pass under hoof and wheel.

Besides singing along, Wind listened with care. Far more than simple vocabulary and pronunciation was revealed in those songs. The Rom's very attitudes and ways of thinking were revealed as the songs unfolded.

She was fascinated by the fact that, though the Guards did send one pegasus flying ahead to scout for potential threats, they stayed quietly and inconspicuously following behind. They did have their battle kit carried at the ready.

Almost predictably, she could hear Greenforest griping about how they should be marching up in front, to clear the road of undesirables. She smiled to herself as she figuratively patted herself on the back for being able to follow both the Gyptian of the Road Songs and without effort, also follow the Equestrian of the Guards.

The afternoon was passing uneventfully when they came to the Haymarket Royal Road Section Gate. One of the ponies watching the gate made a fuss as his supervisor reached past him and tripped the gate opening mechanism.

He reminded his counterpart, “Rom are always free, Curly Fries. You know that. Trying to get a toll from them is a fool's game. YOU WILL GET CAUGHT. Besides, the Royal Road Police Station is just over there to make sure that you would not get away with it.”

They passed through without incident. Wind giggled as Curly Fries noticed, “They got a detachment of the Royal Guard! Why would the Guard be with these Rom?”

And the laconic answer, “Because, somewhere in one or two of those harnesses there is a Royal Princess or two, going incognito, that's why!”

At the first Wayside of the Haymarket Road Section, they found a blue pony with a gray mane and tail waiting for them. “Evening, there, Marchhare's band, right? I got a bit of problem with my wagon, if you could spare the time to look at it.

“Whether you can or not, I got a bag of dried apricots to contribute to dinner if you are willing to share.”

It was Hanar, in the position of lead for the whole caravan who smiled and replied, “Sure, Waller. We can do that. Is it a bad wheel or something else?”

She turned into the Wayside without hesitation and as she did, informed Wind, “This is Waller Left Leg. He is always polite, though sometimes a bit plain spoken. Nearly always has something to add to the dinner too. We would rather be late to a fair than leave him stranded by the road.”

While they were breaking down the hitches and stowing the parts, Wind saw that Waller was pitching in to help them and no horse had any problem with it.

Soon camp was set up and dinner baking was underway. One stallion, a dapple gray with black mane and tail gave Rose a kiss and stated, “I need the foals for now. They need to learn about repairing pony made things.”

Rose chuckled as she replied, “Take them, then. I know that you will teach them well, husband of mine.”

He turned to Waller and asked, “Shall we look over your caravan? Is it the wheels again, so soon?”

Waller shrugged, “Wish it was. The main load support beam under the box is cracked pretty bad. If I have to have it done in Haymarket, it will set me back at least 70, maybe 80 golden bits. They will have to take the box off and craft a new beam to fit.”

“I see. We will certainly look at it and get you at least a temporary fix. Might possibly be able to do a full repair. Can't say for sure until I see it, OK, Waller?”

The blue pony shrugged. “Got to be. At least I am not in a hurry with this load. Seed grain for next year's planting. On my way to Haymarket. Was going to drop by the Fair too.”

“You know the drill, Waller. The foals all have to watch. It is part of their education.” The dappled stallion let out a sharp whistle.

All over the camp, foals stopped what they were doing and gathered about. The stallion gestured for Wind to join them. “Marchhare has you with the foals for now, Wind. Come and watch, along with them, while we see how we can help Waller.”

As they got close, Wind's eye was taken at once by the rough weathered grain standing up along the boards of Waller's wagon. It had some knots in the wood, too. She quietly absorbed her first lesson about the difference in woodwork between pony and Rom. All of the Rom woodwork was smooth and perfect, with no knots or imperfections of any sort.

The true meaning of a minor swear word that she had been hearing from time to time slowly sank in. She saw at first hand what they meant when they said, “As bad as a pony made wheel,” except that Waller's wheels, while quite differently made from the wheels of the Rom, were sort of mixed. From the hubs out, the spokes and rims were the rough looking work of ponies. The hubs showed the smooth and perfect work of the Rom.

Quietly nudging Hanar, Wind asked in Gyptian, “Why are his hubs so well done but the rest of his wheels so rough?”

Hanar agreed, “We rebuilt his hubs and axles, doing it the pony way, except that we put in sleeve bushings of polished iron on both the axle ends and in the hubs. We did it only a few months ago. I see that he is being careful to properly grease them. If he stays that careful, they should last him for several years.”

Wind nodded her understanding.

The dappled stallion lowered himself carefully and angled his head to get his horn under the wagon. Wind saw his magic brought into play in some fashion.

He eased himself out from under the box and told the foals, “First, each of you examine the big beam running down the center of the caravan. Then tell me what you see.”

It only took a short time because the foals crowded under, three at a time! “How could they have done that? The grain is flat ways! It has to run up and down for any real strength!” “Did you feel the size of that crack? Near a third the length of the beam!” “It has knots near the middle, where they will most weaken it.”

“Right! All of you. Now, it is Wind's turn. I do not know if you have magic to help you spot problems or not, but let me know if you find anything that the others might have missed.”

Nodding, Wind scooted under the failing wagon. She took a moment to let her eyes adjust to the night vision that was her cat's heritage. She reported, “I do not see anything about the beam that the others did not. However, three of the bottom boards of the box show signs of cracking. If you can fix them too, it would be a good idea.”

The stallion smiled his praise as he told the rest, “Did you hear what Wind spotted? Anytime that there is damage to a part of a caravan, always look to see if it has caused other problems too.

“If this problem is not fixed, Waller could lose a lot of his load onto the road.”

One of the colts snorted, “We could have harvested the grain from the road, next year after it sprouted!”

The stallion snickered and then, in Equestrian, told Waller, “We can repair the beam. You have three boards of the bottom of the caravan's box that are cracking. We can repair them too, if you want us to.”

Waller nodded slowly. “Do what you think is needful. I trust you to do it right, Myest.”

Myest began ordering the foals, “Shehan, go and bring my pot of the special glue and its brush. Callin, go and bring me my second kit of planks, the centimeter and a half ones. Hanar, bring me two caravan jacks. Sando, go and bring me a lot of the fire wood to use as supports and braces.”

Foals scattered to their errands. From his saddlebag, Myest pulled a large case. Opened, it showed an astonishing array of razor sharp wood working tools, neatly held in lightly oiled leather.

Hanar was one of the first back. She leaned the stout caravan jacks against the side of Waller's wagon. Without being asked, and clearly not showing off, she used her magic to lift the whole side of the wagon, tilting it to a good working angle and setting the jacks.

Young Sando came trotting up, many balks of firewood carried in his magic. Myest began showing him where to set them and how to brace them to hold the work that was to come safely stable.

Wind was watching closely too. This was all new to her. In her adventures, she had used wagons from time to time, but she just harnessed a beast of burden and drove them to where she needed them. She had never had occasion to see how they were made.

Myest began to chop out a substantial part of the beam using a chisel and adze. He cut it away in steps, so that each step had a longish overlap to the beam. The last cut left about a centimeter and a half of the original beam.

Wind sensed that something was off a bit when he announced in Equestrian, “OK, we can just glue this part back together.” The brush slopped busily and he applied clamps across the beam to hold the cracked part together. He ran his hoof over the whole area where the crack had been. Wind noticed that it had become invisible. He released those clamps and cut and fitted a board into the next step out. He repeated what Wind was now certain was a ruse with the glue. When he was done running his hoof over it, the joints were invisible except at the outside edges, where she now deduced, he was leaving signs that the beam was repaired. He repeated the trick several times to finish fixing the beam.

He cut patch boards to fit over the bed cracks that Wind had spotted, using the same ruse about the special glue.

He left those boards solidly braced by balks of firewood and told Waller, “We need to leave it like it is overnight so that the glue can finish setting up. We will let it down in the morning and you can be on your way right after breakfast.”

Wind had noticed an absence of sorts. The Royal Guard were not making a nuisance of themselves. Even Greenforest was being quiet.

The evening devolved into what Wind was coming to accept as a typical Rom evening. Some were playing several sizes of lyre, flutes and those deceptively simple seeming double drums while others were dancing. Wind snickered to herself as she saw that they were working on her slide step in their dances.

Off to one side, Wind saw that Rose and Marchhare had benches set up and were industriously working at crafts. Rose had many sheets of thin wood in a wide variety of colors and grains. She was carefully trimming them and forming them into neat boxes of many sizes and styles. Some had trays with dividers or other set ups inside. Wind was impressed by the sheer speed and skill with which Rose created her boxes.

Respectfully examining one, Wind commented, “I can't see any joint except where the design shows one. I watched you make this one. I did not see you use any glue. How did you do it?”

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Gaius Iulius Hyginus ...

"Latin author, a pupil of the scholar Alexander Polyhistor, and a freedman of Caesar Augustus. He was elected superintendent of the Palatine library by Augustus according to Suetonius' De Grammaticis, 20. It is not clear whether Hyginus was a native of the Iberian Peninsula or of Alexandria." Wikipedia

"Under the name of Hyginus there are extant what are probably two sets of school notes abbreviating his treatises on mythology; one is a collection of Fabulae ("stories"), the other a "Poetical Astronomy"."

He's got many lost writings... (hate when this happens, but nah...)

More on the Fabulae..

"The Fabulae consists of some three hundred very brief and plainly, even crudely, told myths (such as Agnodice) and celestial genealogies,[3] made by an author who was characterized by the modern editor, H. J. Rose, as adulescentem imperitum, semidoctum, stultum—"an ignorant youth, semi-learned, stupid"—but valuable for the use made of works of Greek writers of tragedy that are now lost. Arthur L. Keith, reviewing H. J. Rose's edition (1934) of Hygini Fabulae,[4] wondered "at the caprices of Fortune who has allowed many of the plays of an Aeschylus, the larger portion of Livy's histories, and other priceless treasures to perish, while this school-boy's exercise has survived to become the pabulum of scholarly effort." Hyginus' compilation represents in primitive form what every educated Roman in the age of the Antonines was expected to know of Greek myth, at the simplest level. The Fabulae are a mine of information today, when so many more nuanced versions of the myths have been lost.

In fact the text of the Fabulae was all but lost: a single surviving manuscript from the abbey of Freising,[5] in a Beneventan script datable c. 900, formed the material for the first printed edition, negligently and uncritically[6] transcribed by Jacob Micyllus, 1535, who may have supplied it with the title we know it by.[7] In the course of printing, following the usual practice, by which the manuscripts printed in the 15th and 16th centuries have rarely survived their treatment at the printshop, the manuscript was pulled apart: only two small fragments of it have turned up, significantly as stiffening in book bindings.[8] Another fragmentary text, dating from the 5th century is in the Vatican Library.[9]

Among Hyginus' sources are the scholia on Apollonius of Rhodes' Argonautica, which were dated to about the time of Tiberius by Apollonius' editor R. Merkel, in the preface to his edition of Apollonius (Leipzig, 1854)."

Yeah, seems.. idk... im confused...

Gotta appreciate the ones who can work a nice way out w too little infos, really want to know what he had to say on the godess he & probably a select group of ppl envisioned as a primordial, was it instead of another primordial as we learn in Hesiod's Theogony... or was an addition, did i read right? Appeared b4 Chaos?? Or im already confusing w sth else... my bad, cs taken a mlp pause to work on a ship edits, of which two i lost cs picsart got bugs agn...

But here's the one that didnt (cs didnt forget to save)... the pony on the right is the oc, ik, i placed cheese sandwich too much in center, so it looks like its abt him, but no, he's just a pal... the name of the blue one w what i envisioned as brown curly mane w blue highlights, is Swirling Magus - & he's oc kid of wizwinds (wiz & winds) gay ship from mlp equestria girls... he's a nice guy, an ambivert, likes both to study like twillight, & hangout w friends, hold magical performances, & he can be so silly... pronouns: he/they

Yeah, just explained my dizzy mind 😆😁

Now ill back to Higynus ...

Found it on topostext.org 😍

"§ 0.2 Preface: From Caligine (Mist) (was born) Chaos; from Chaos and Caligine: Night, Day, Erebus, Aether. From Night and Erebus: Fate, Old Age, Death, Dissolution, Continence, Sleep, Dreams, Love — that is, Lysimeles, Epiphron, dumiles [?} Porphyrion, Epaphus, Discord, Wretchedness, Wantonness, Nemesis, Euphrosyne, Friendship, Compassion, Styx; the three Fates, namely, Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos; the Hesperides, Aegle, Hesperie, aerica." ...

Here

[kukuandkookie]

So as some of you may know from this older Rarijack post of mine about the Rollercoaster of Friendship special, I really love these two background characters from Equestria Girls who are so obviously a couple! I grab screenshots when I can because the staff keeps showing them together in really adorable moments, and they had so many good ones in this special.

They’re just so cute they deserve it!! 

They were also seen in a few crowd shots together:

Being really happy seeing them together makes me feel like Pinkie Pie in this shot lmao:

But aren’t they just so adorable together!?

[girlfrommars28]

every. single. equestria girls character is some flavour of queer, you cannot convince me otherwise

like, sunset applejack and dash are all lesbians. so are the dazzlings

pinkie and fluttershy are fucking pan

rarity and sci-twi are bi, and so are flash and timber

curly winds and wiz kid are gay and together

lyra and sweetie drops are also gay and together

[zlixlriffs]

God they are canon

[melodymelancholyart]

I recently made a comic featuring my favorite Equestria Girls background characters: Velvet Sky, Care Root/Wiz Kid, and Curly Winds! I adore these three!

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