Since one winner did not claim her prize…

ask-mayia:

The new winner is askflintlock for a Lined soft shaded prize. I’ll be sending you something :3

Mod : i did win something? WOW o.o, this is so nice of you ^^ Thank you a lot, hope this reply isn’t too late >.< If it is, don’t worry then, i understand :3

canterlot-heights-high:

Crush and Scrambled
“Hmm, right on schedule.”
“Huh?”
Flintlock turned from his locker and stared into the fest pool of ponies that swarmed the hallways during the passing period. He had expected to easy spot out the stallion that had been talking about him. What feeling it was coming from didn’t matter; it was just for a small amount of closure as to whom. Nothing else. He scanned the hallways, seeing no pony in particular and quickly shoved the comment from his mind.
“Him. He’s right on schedule.”
He turned from his locker once again, but only to his right to see his “neighbor of sorts”, Enfield. Flint looked at the military pony for a moment before leaning back to look around him. There he noticed what had captured his neighbor’s attention. A stallion in a letterman jacket that was standing by a wall and facing the mas of students in the halls.
“Haven’t noticed that?” Enfield asked, turning to Flint and back again “He’s been doing it for a while.”
“No,” Flint replied in short as he leaned back to his locker, “Dun usually pay attention to dat wall.”
Enfield turned back to his locker and pulled out a small notepad, which he immediately began flipping through. Flint heard the shuffling of paper stop as Enfield pointed to one of the pages.
“ListArt. He’s always standing there at this passing period…” Enfield began reciting. “Usually starting around 12: 30 or 12: 45. Stops at the warning bell…”
Flint leaned back as this information was spelled out, looking at Enfield with a raised eyebrow.
“What pony keeps dat kind of information?” Flint questioned as Enfield continued to go down the page.
“Hey, you never know when this kind of stuff will come in handy,” Enfield assured as he turned back to the pad.
Flint went back to his locker and gathered his books, hiding the pack of cigarettes he had snuck in for the bathroom later.
“Often frozen in a statue like state.”
“What?” Flint asked, his ears perking up at this information.
Enfield motioned for him to follow as he began to walk over to List. Flint found himself following as Enfield waved a hand in front of List’s face.
“See, no reaction.” He commented, as he went back to the note pad, “Also, while in this state, his face can be seen either beet red or a light shade of…”
“Dis is ridiculous,” Flint finally said, looking at Enfield and realizing the time that had been wasted, “Why would you need to know dat?”
“Deductive reasoning,” Enfield simply answered, “It’ll help me find out why he’s like this.”
Flint lowered his eyebrows as he watched Enfield go about his reasoning.
“Well, from the amount of blush, it would suggest he just experienced something embarrassing, but with this being daily. It can’t be that. Then, it probably is because of…”
Flint stood there as Enfield paused for a moment, before looking up at him.
“A mare?” Flint added, shrugging his shoulders.
“Yeah, that make sense,” Enfield assured as he wrote that note down.
“Dis is probably just a first kiss situation or somethin’ like dat.” Flint stated as he began to move away.
“No, he’s single.” Enfield advised, running his finger to an old note entry on the paper, “I asked around the school and consensus says he’s single.”
Flint stopped right where he was and lowered his eyebrows again, turning back to face Enfield with a frown.
“Again, what pony goes ‘bout for dis kind of information?”
“Again, it narrows down the answer to this,” Enfield explained once more.
“I assume now the question is, Mr. Detective,” Flint began, still frowning, “Who’s the mare he has a crush on?”
“Well yeah,” Enfield nodded before chuckling a bit, “You know, for a pony that likes to keep to himself. You sure are becoming enthralled with this.”
Another frown. Flint glared at Enfield for a moment, before shaking his head. A cigarette in the bathroom later was now further up on his to do list for the day.
The sound of the warning bell broke his thoughts and he began thanking for a break to this situation. He was about to turn away…
“…You guys need something..?” The statue suddenly asked, causing both stallions to jump a little at the sudden third voice as Enfield fell on his butt. “oops..”
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(First time at doing something along these lines, but I had a lot of fun doing it. ^^ Hope it’s what you wanted from a story addition. Also, I hope I wrote Flint and Enfield well based on what I read from their bios.)

Mod- well this is completely adorable! Thank you so much! 

(( mod&#160;: this really is a nice breath of fresh air to return to after being away from the pc for a while! Thank you so much, you did capture Flint&#8217;s high school persona feel, it was really fun to read! ^^
Also, make sure to check these blogs if you haven&#8217;t already &gt;.&lt; )) 

canterlot-heights-high:

Crush and Scrambled

“Hmm, right on schedule.”

“Huh?”

Flintlock turned from his locker and stared into the fest pool of ponies that swarmed the hallways during the passing period. He had expected to easy spot out the stallion that had been talking about him. What feeling it was coming from didn’t matter; it was just for a small amount of closure as to whom. Nothing else. He scanned the hallways, seeing no pony in particular and quickly shoved the comment from his mind.

“Him. He’s right on schedule.”

He turned from his locker once again, but only to his right to see his “neighbor of sorts”, Enfield. Flint looked at the military pony for a moment before leaning back to look around him. There he noticed what had captured his neighbor’s attention. A stallion in a letterman jacket that was standing by a wall and facing the mas of students in the halls.

“Haven’t noticed that?” Enfield asked, turning to Flint and back again “He’s been doing it for a while.”

“No,” Flint replied in short as he leaned back to his locker, “Dun usually pay attention to dat wall.”

Enfield turned back to his locker and pulled out a small notepad, which he immediately began flipping through. Flint heard the shuffling of paper stop as Enfield pointed to one of the pages.

“ListArt. He’s always standing there at this passing period…” Enfield began reciting. “Usually starting around 12: 30 or 12: 45. Stops at the warning bell…”

Flint leaned back as this information was spelled out, looking at Enfield with a raised eyebrow.

“What pony keeps dat kind of information?” Flint questioned as Enfield continued to go down the page.

“Hey, you never know when this kind of stuff will come in handy,” Enfield assured as he turned back to the pad.

Flint went back to his locker and gathered his books, hiding the pack of cigarettes he had snuck in for the bathroom later.

“Often frozen in a statue like state.”

“What?” Flint asked, his ears perking up at this information.

Enfield motioned for him to follow as he began to walk over to List. Flint found himself following as Enfield waved a hand in front of List’s face.

“See, no reaction.” He commented, as he went back to the note pad, “Also, while in this state, his face can be seen either beet red or a light shade of…”

“Dis is ridiculous,” Flint finally said, looking at Enfield and realizing the time that had been wasted, “Why would you need to know dat?”

“Deductive reasoning,” Enfield simply answered, “It’ll help me find out why he’s like this.”

Flint lowered his eyebrows as he watched Enfield go about his reasoning.

“Well, from the amount of blush, it would suggest he just experienced something embarrassing, but with this being daily. It can’t be that. Then, it probably is because of…”

Flint stood there as Enfield paused for a moment, before looking up at him.

“A mare?” Flint added, shrugging his shoulders.

“Yeah, that make sense,” Enfield assured as he wrote that note down.

“Dis is probably just a first kiss situation or somethin’ like dat.” Flint stated as he began to move away.

“No, he’s single.” Enfield advised, running his finger to an old note entry on the paper, “I asked around the school and consensus says he’s single.”

Flint stopped right where he was and lowered his eyebrows again, turning back to face Enfield with a frown.

“Again, what pony goes ‘bout for dis kind of information?”

“Again, it narrows down the answer to this,” Enfield explained once more.

“I assume now the question is, Mr. Detective,” Flint began, still frowning, “Who’s the mare he has a crush on?”

“Well yeah,” Enfield nodded before chuckling a bit, “You know, for a pony that likes to keep to himself. You sure are becoming enthralled with this.”

Another frown. Flint glared at Enfield for a moment, before shaking his head. A cigarette in the bathroom later was now further up on his to do list for the day.

The sound of the warning bell broke his thoughts and he began thanking for a break to this situation. He was about to turn away…

“…You guys need something..?” The statue suddenly asked, causing both stallions to jump a little at the sudden third voice as Enfield fell on his butt. “oops..”

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(First time at doing something along these lines, but I had a lot of fun doing it. ^^ Hope it’s what you wanted from a story addition. Also, I hope I wrote Flint and Enfield well based on what I read from their bios.)

Mod- well this is completely adorable! Thank you so much! 

(( mod : this really is a nice breath of fresh air to return to after being away from the pc for a while! Thank you so much, you did capture Flint’s high school persona feel, it was really fun to read! ^^

Also, make sure to check these blogs if you haven’t already >.< )) 

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thank you for all your hard work <3

Mod : congrats to all the artists who contributed to this post! And thanks a lot for letting me participate as well, the final product is amazing! 

MOD&#160;: Finally, a decent ref sheet for Flintlock. I really needed one myself to be honest&#8230;&gt;.&lt;

MOD : Finally, a decent ref sheet for Flintlock. I really needed one myself to be honest…>.<

Suddenly, livestream!!!!

Join here if you want to~ Just doing a ref for Flintlock…

https://new.livestream.com/accounts/6788412/events/3102182

Mod&#160;: so i understand it will be Father&#8217;s day soon? (i mean in the states, back home we don&#8217;t really celebrate it &gt;.&lt;) So i give you a healthy dose of Flintlock&#8217;s Father. 
"Chieftain" Theodore Blackpowder is a strong willed stallion, war veteran, skilled political figure in his home town, co-owner of a factory manufacturing smoking pipes, owner of a fairly large domain and the very severe father of Flintlock. And that&#8217;s about what i have on him at the moment, what do you think?

Mod : so i understand it will be Father’s day soon? (i mean in the states, back home we don’t really celebrate it >.<) So i give you a healthy dose of Flintlock’s Father. 

"Chieftain" Theodore Blackpowder is a strong willed stallion, war veteran, skilled political figure in his home town, co-owner of a factory manufacturing smoking pipes, owner of a fairly large domain and the very severe father of Flintlock. And that’s about what i have on him at the moment, what do you think?

pendletondreadful:

canterlot-heights-high:

Flint&#160;: Trust meh, partner, dis’ll relaxed ya just fine.
Pen : I don’t think we should smoke in the bathroom…during class..
Flint : Ain’t a soul ‘round, dun worry ‘bout it.
*both start smoking*
Pen : This tastes..funny.
Flint : Yeah…Ah know…
(( Sorry, my hand slipped. Fun fact, Cannon Flint also started smoking during high school so yeah…^^ High school Pen is so weird to draw, all skinny and stuff o.o And yea, i am implying they are smoking “special” cigarettes &gt;.&lt; Hope i won’t upset anyone~))
Snow-‘ugh…such bad colts….what EVER!”Mod- I love this, its exactly as I see Pen learning his bad habits….on a side note Pen would be in a blue uniform…but aside from that…its PERFECTION!!

Mod: Had to reblog this both for the coolness and the amusement that no matter what world, I guess Pen was going to pick up some bad habits regardless *chuckle*
Thank you, Flint!

Mod - Well, no matter the universe, i somehow portray Pen doing one thing or another and in this case it would be smoking~ So yeah, inspiration bitch slapped me and this came out &gt;.&lt; I&#8217;m really sorry if i&#8217;m suffocating people with my stuff, but&#8230;.this is my way of showing how much i enjoy a blog i think &gt;.&lt; 
I&#8217;m really glad you like it, i wish both Pen Mod and Snow Mod the best and to keep up with their awesome inspiring blogs!

pendletondreadful:

canterlot-heights-high:

Flint : Trust meh, partner, dis’ll relaxed ya just fine.

Pen : I don’t think we should smoke in the bathroom…during class..

Flint : Ain’t a soul ‘round, dun worry ‘bout it.

*both start smoking*

Pen : This tastes..funny.

Flint : Yeah…Ah know…

(( Sorry, my hand slipped. Fun fact, Cannon Flint also started smoking during high school so yeah…^^ High school Pen is so weird to draw, all skinny and stuff o.o And yea, i am implying they are smoking “special” cigarettes >.< Hope i won’t upset anyone~))

Snow-‘ugh…such bad colts….what EVER!”


Mod- I love this, its exactly as I see Pen learning his bad habits….on a side note Pen would be in a blue uniform…but aside from that…its PERFECTION!!

Mod: Had to reblog this both for the coolness and the amusement that no matter what world, I guess Pen was going to pick up some bad habits regardless *chuckle*

Thank you, Flint!

Mod - Well, no matter the universe, i somehow portray Pen doing one thing or another and in this case it would be smoking~ So yeah, inspiration bitch slapped me and this came out >.< I’m really sorry if i’m suffocating people with my stuff, but….this is my way of showing how much i enjoy a blog i think >.< 

I’m really glad you like it, i wish both Pen Mod and Snow Mod the best and to keep up with their awesome inspiring blogs!

How would people feel if i would redesing Flintlock a little?

Mod: i need feedback since i don’t really think this look fits Flint that much anymore…

pendletondreadful:

canterlot-heights-high:

Well, yeah, AU high school Flintlock, my oc…&gt;.&gt; And a shitty headcannon. 
Used to live on the country side, wealthy parents sent him to the big city’s fancy school to learn some shit. Quiet stallion, minds his own business. Attends extra Music courses (on the piano) and is in the school’s Chess club. Has a great aim so he was asked to join the football team but since he said no in his Sophomore year kids be taunting him, calling him “farm boy” and shit like that. Not among the most popular, but not really on the lower social ranks either. Never wears his tie. Like NEVER. At this point dreams to make it big as a jazz musician. 
Fun fact: just like many other stallions when Snow and her group of friends would pass by, he would stop what he’s doing and watch her. Why? In the dammed wild west there ain’t no snow white ponies. That and he has a thing for Pegasus mares.
And i really enjoy this high school AU blog if you can’t tell&#160;: D
Snow- oh my gods… Such a lot of hotties in the senior year! *drools*

Mod: This was really cool! Kudos, Flint, on both the picture and the backstory! It all comes together very nicely! *applauds*
Seriously, my compliments on the fine work. It really shows you and others have been enjoying our AU!

Mod&#160;: I feelz so special &gt;.&lt; Thank you both, i&#8217;m really glad you like this submission thing, it was really fun to draw ^^ Also, I&#8217;m really looking forward to this blog! Who knows, maybe when you have the time, you can update it every now and then! It would be awesome to see a story contour itself some time in the future~

pendletondreadful:

canterlot-heights-high:

Well, yeah, AU high school Flintlock, my oc…>.> And a shitty headcannon. 

Used to live on the country side, wealthy parents sent him to the big city’s fancy school to learn some shit. Quiet stallion, minds his own business. Attends extra Music courses (on the piano) and is in the school’s Chess club. Has a great aim so he was asked to join the football team but since he said no in his Sophomore year kids be taunting him, calling him “farm boy” and shit like that. Not among the most popular, but not really on the lower social ranks either. Never wears his tie. Like NEVER. At this point dreams to make it big as a jazz musician. 

Fun fact: just like many other stallions when Snow and her group of friends would pass by, he would stop what he’s doing and watch her. Why? In the dammed wild west there ain’t no snow white ponies. That and he has a thing for Pegasus mares.

And i really enjoy this high school AU blog if you can’t tell : D

Snow- oh my gods… Such a lot of hotties in the senior year! *drools*

Mod: This was really cool! Kudos, Flint, on both the picture and the backstory! It all comes together very nicely! *applauds*

Seriously, my compliments on the fine work. It really shows you and others have been enjoying our AU!

Mod : I feelz so special >.< Thank you both, i’m really glad you like this submission thing, it was really fun to draw ^^ Also, I’m really looking forward to this blog! Who knows, maybe when you have the time, you can update it every now and then! It would be awesome to see a story contour itself some time in the future~

askwhiskeygirl:

How did I go from character sketches to a sketch dump…. -.- X3 Oh well

Mod&#160;: No flint, no go into people&#8217;s sketches, stay here and be depressed.
Jk, i love sketch dumps ^^ Mostly because i can&#8217;t do them myself o.o Thanks for including his bandit ass here! 

askwhiskeygirl:

How did I go from character sketches to a sketch dump…. -.- X3 Oh well

Mod : No flint, no go into people’s sketches, stay here and be depressed.

Jk, i love sketch dumps ^^ Mostly because i can’t do them myself o.o Thanks for including his bandit ass here!