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Dressing For The Part

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Potato Ponie:
Potato doesn’t even flinch when Fox shoves a katana about an inch away from his face. “You know, considering you had that in a sheath you were wearing this whole time I saw that coming. And this isn't the first time I've had swords shoved in my face. Actually its like my 112th.” He says in a rather casual tone.

He then comes up with a plan to subdue Fox if needed. Considering Fox's position an elbow to his leg holding the katana *should* be enough to disarm him or at least knock him off balance. Then flip him on his back and a kick to his groin is enough to make any stallion go down. Though violence is only a last resort.

“Oh well I was sent here by my home country for reasons that don’t concern you.” PoPo says in response to Fox’s question.

“Oh well actually I was a spy for a bit. I was also an agent for multiple organizations and my job is SORTA like bounty hunting but doesn't make me a morally grey character.” Potato tries to say in response to Niv saying what he isn’t, though he’s ignored.

“You know I get that question a lot.” PoPo then tries to interject at Fox asking if he’s crazy, though he’s ignored again.

Wait, he’s TOLERABLE? Well thank you Nivalia, he didn't consider you as a trustworthy friend anyways.

Oh, PoPo didn’t even realize he was still holding Fox’s hoof. Well Fox sounds like one of those war scarred veterans who say cheesy things like “What makes a great soldier? Is it his brain, or his heart?” then goes into rather drawn out monologues about it. Still, he couldn’t be a bad guy.

“Yeah Niv’s my sidekick since, you know, potato themed superhero.” Says as he shakes Fox’s hoof back.  He then turns to Niv. “Oh well it’s going good. Fall from a roof and get an enchanted katana shoved in my face. Its never a good day until THAT sorta skitabachi happens.”

Nivalia:
"Well of course not." Nivalia replies with a clever smirk, "If it didn't happen then all that time running around with a cape and mask would be for nothing." Caprica decides to greet the familiar arrival by slithering off her owner and onto the caped crusader, lightly tightening her grip around his foreleg "Hmm, well at least Caprica likes you enough to give you a hug."

Nivalia's attention is drawn however to the bunny outfits near the two stallions' hooves, "Hey Fox, how about you wear one of those?" she says as she points to a particularly fire red one.

Foxtrot:
Foxtrot turns around and looks at the outfit behind him, "That one?" He steps over to it and picks it up, "The material looks good but red's not my color. In fact I don't really know what my color is. Perhaps a navy blue or emerald gree- oh hey look at that." The unicorn cuts off as he drops the outfit, "You can dress as a clown, there are tons of ponies afraid of clowns. Besides you need a costume if you're going to be crime fighting with vegetable vengeance over here." He turns to Potato Ponie, "Ok, maybe you can help me. I need to find an embarrassing outfit for my sis to wear if she loses a prank. What are your recommendations?"

Potato Ponie:
Potato quickly looks around the store. “Well umm… Hey wait, did you say sister?” Potato then gives Fox and Niv a quick look over.

“Hmmm, you two don’t look very much alike...” He then quickly pauses as he looks at something behind Niv. “Oh, and for costumes, I have the best idea!” Potato says before rushing off.

The potato themed superhero comes back a minute later with a giant bee costume. “Niv, this is a matter of the utmost importance. Put on this bee costume so we can all laugh at you. If you don’t, I’ll be really disappointed.” He then hands Nivalia the bee costume.

Nivalia:
Nivalia looks at the costume with a curious look, "A bee? Hmm..." She shrugs, "Alright, I guess I can wear this. Not now though, our deal was that if I don't get a hoof bump from somepony I ask, I put a piece of it on." The mare picks it up, flipping it around to get a good view of the whole outfit. "What do you think Fox?" Meanwhile, Caprica stays in the same position for a moment before slithering up and over Potato Ponie's shoulders, resting once more out of pure laziness.

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