atticus tagged town

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Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Earth-Pony
Cutie Mark: A Grey Laurel
Appearance: A large white stallion, about the size of Blueblood and Fancy Pants. He has shaggy light-brown hair and a short tail. He is most distinguished by earthy-green eyes and a tuft of fur puffing out of his chest. He wears a trademark butterscotch and tan caddie’s hat.
Personality: Atticus is a calm, collected stallion. He’s a complete ladies’ pony.
Likes: Music (Flogging Filly, Drop Kick Stallions, Okkervil River), plants, mares, galloping (racing), literature, cotton candy, all forms of relaxation and teaching.
Dislikes: Unjustified violence, double standards, stallions that refuse to stand on their own feet, dubstep music.
Hometown: Dublin, Shireland
Current Residence: Ponyville
Occupation: Coffee-shop waiter, farmer/ gardener.
Summary: Atticus is the pony you can always rely on to have your back. Loyal and up-beat, but still down to earth. He lives with his young son, Julius, ever since he had a bad falling out with his ex.
Additional: When relaxed, he has a tendency to speaking in an Irish (Shirish) accent.
Poison Joke: His colors loose saturation (He turns grey; mane, coat, eyes and all). And becomes very slow, inattentive, and down-beat.

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  1. # | A curious shire shambled back and forth, humming a simple air. He was a simple fellow with seldom free time. He staggered back and forth as he whistled his tune. Spring was sprung, time to enjoy it.

    about a year ago from web
  2. # | Atticus hummed a simple air as he trotted through town. He couldn't help but shake the feeling that he was socially obligated to do something. Instead, he shrugged it off and kept trotting. There was preparations to be made before spring reared it's head. Tools to fix, seeds to order, nutrients to be set aside, granaries to check in with. However, despite all these impending tasks, Atticus found himself to prefer to just trot around the snowy village, taking in the familiar scenery.

    Tuesday, 05-Feb-13 02:03:35 UTC from web
  3. # | Atticus hummed happily, trotting through the town. @Julius and @Peaches were playing in the snowy park, leaving him to find something to preoccupy himself with.

    Monday, 04-Feb-13 01:02:01 UTC from web
  4. # | Atticus looked left, then right. He slowly crept out of the gym; everything appears clear. He slinked forward. His fore-hoof gave a dull wave of pain up his leg. He'd managed to pull it. He continued forward, trotting with more confidence. He felt kind of bad for sneaking out to the spa or the gym when the kids were out playing, since it provided something for him to do. A guilty pleasure, if nothing else,atleast kept him out of trouble. He was at a full trot homeward now, through the square. He slowed, briefly considering a # stop.

    Friday, 11-Jan-13 02:23:03 UTC from web in context
  5. # | Atticus hobbled out. Whew, he didn't even know this town had a gym. But he was lucky enough to have found it and to have accidentally got himself put into an amateur boxing match. So, he was a bit bruised, who cared? At least the scrap against a "pro" Pegasus medium-weight gave him a great story, a third-place medal, and a free two-month membership. He achingly started trotting, hopefully somepony would be around town- he was beginning to hate the feeling of being disconected from his former social life.

    Wednesday, 09-Jan-13 02:47:08 UTC from web in context
  6. # | Atticus hummed a merry tune as he trotted through town. @Julius was happily trotting alongside him and chatting along. As great as family life was, Atticus and Julius had stuck it out for a few years on their lonesome, and it was good to invoke those simple times now and again; walking together and chatting about the town around them.

    Tuesday, 11-Dec-12 00:45:31 UTC from web
  7. # | Atticus sighed and hummed to himself as he wandered through town. A light snow had begun to drift about, and they danced in the light of the lamp-posts. He passed by the ol' Goldenmare # , shrugged a bit, and pushed his way inside. Might aswell see a few old friends.

    Sunday, 09-Dec-12 03:05:17 UTC from web in context
  8. # | Atticus shivered ever so slightly, it was starting to get cold. Behind him, @julius and @peaches trotted happily. He'd promised to take them to a cafe, and now he was finally getting around to it. They chattered excitedly behind him, while Atticus hummed to himself, listening in to their conversation. He briefly reflected on the innocence and inextinguishable curiosity of childhood, then he opened the door to the # . Hopefully somepony would be around to talk to while the kids sipped their hot chocolate and ate cake.

    Sunday, 02-Dec-12 00:18:55 UTC from web
  9. # | As if in a dance, Atticus ebbed,flowed, and weaved through town, humming a tune to himself all the while. There was errands to run, so he might as well do it with a grin. His saddlebags turned and smacked gently against his sides, already full with apples, carrots, and other vegetables. Now he had to get fabric and some other essentials.

    Saturday, 17-Nov-12 22:55:17 UTC from web
  10. # | Atticus was trotting, @peaches was running between his hooves. She didn't know what a 'pediatric doctor' was, but last time she went to one, she got a free sucker. Atticus smiled gently down, watching the peach-colored foal run and bounce around.

    Friday, 26-Oct-12 00:03:20 UTC from web in context
  11. @wanderingstar # | Atticus flopped onto the square's fountain. @Julius was out playing in the park. @peaches was at home with her mother. He let out a breath of relief, finally some free time. He grabbed a hoof-ful of water and splashed it in his face. Foals were time-consuming and hard work... how ever did Writers manage it when he was working the fields? He stumbled up, a flash of light caught the corner of his eye. A photographer? He looked over, a blue mare taking pictures of kids playing-? "Star!" He waved his hoof, trying to get her attention.

    Wednesday, 24-Oct-12 00:17:17 UTC from web in context
  12. # | Atticus trotted slowly, trying not to wake the foal on his back. Like any other kid, she'd immediately fallen asleep a few minutes after her normal bed time, he hummed quietly. She had been so excited to "help 'fadder pick stuff up from the mail mare's office", and she had even gotten a free muffin out of it. But now, alas, she was fast asleep. The muffin probably knocked her clear out.

    Wednesday, 17-Oct-12 02:43:17 UTC from web
  13. # | Young Julius was accompanying Atticus tonight. Honestly, they could wait until morning to go out and get some fresh milk, but the need to stretch their hooves made them volunteer for the duty. Having a foal that seemed to drink the stuff dry every hour was not helping. Atticus dismissed the thought, atleast she'd have some sturdy bones.

    Monday, 15-Oct-12 01:58:52 UTC from web
  14. # | It was a bit late, but Atticus was out in town with young @peaches . It was time to get some fresh air, and they both needed it. He trotted slowly and steadily, humming a tune all the while.

    Sunday, 14-Oct-12 00:57:53 UTC from web
  15. # | Atticus was lounging around the # No reason to be there other than to eat a bit of cake and say hello.

    Saturday, 13-Oct-12 00:48:04 UTC from web in context
  16. # | Atticus was trotting his way though town, @julius was in town behind him. Together, they were humming an old ballad, in the style of a call and answer. "~Who did you meet, my blue-eyed son~ Who did you meet, my darling young one~?" To which the colt replied, also in song, "I met young a foal beside a sad pony. I met a white stallion who walked a black dog~" To the duo, it didn't matter much who was staring at them awkwardly, they were having fun.

    Thursday, 11-Oct-12 00:26:37 UTC from web
  17. # | Atticus hummed happily through town. What a great day to do nothing! Kids were asleep, Writer was [probably] writing. Maybe he should hit the pub, for old times sake.

    Sunday, 30-Sep-12 01:59:44 UTC from web
  18. # | Atticus was trotting through town. What to do? Whom to meet? What to eat or what to see? He had time tonight to do things, he was not going to let it be wasted!

    Thursday, 27-Sep-12 00:52:31 UTC from web
  19. # | Atticus happily trotted through town. Nothin' to do, nothin' to do. Maybe hit the spa? Or the park? Maybe he should take up a hobby? Painting? He shrugged, and set course towards the # .

    Tuesday, 25-Sep-12 22:31:06 UTC from web
  20. # | Atticus trotted through, happily humming to himself. Now he had some free time. What to do? He began to trot his way towards the # , if not elese, to check in with the usually ponies there.

    Saturday, 22-Sep-12 00:39:54 UTC from web