Does this count as a Meme? Probably not but who cares!?

[changelingdude.livejournal.com]

Indecisive Meme!

So! Al has a problem and I'm sure many of you share the same problem.

So many muses to pick from, only one spot to app with!

And so here's the game

1. Post with a muse you have that you've been curious about bringing to Trans, maybe set up a scene if you feel perky.
2. Get tags from the current muses of Trans_9!
3. Or get tags from muses who will be joining Trans_9 soon!
4. Or maybe tag around with your potential muse in other musethreads.
5. ???
6. Cake!
7.There is no cake

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[notaburger.livejournal.com]

Spaceships. Alien creatures. Magic powers.

When you got down to it, life really was too complicated these days.

And with that in mind Big Macintosh set to work with something he understood. Farming.

Hydroponics was ideal for the old fashioned pony with his hard work ethic and good nature. As he clopped along he took in the sights and tried to find something, or someone he could help with something.

He paused on the way...and plucked a long piece of grass from the ground to chew on as he wandered. It was the little things in life to savor.

[appletastic]

Applejack wasn't quite delighted, not with Apple Bloom and so many friends still missing, but she was happier to be farming alongside her big brother again. She usually took to one side of their farm while he took the other, swapping off breaks and making sure they had something to fill them.

"Hey there Big Mac, how's it comin'?" she asked once more, just to hear his voice again. It seemed to be coming along just fine from where she stood.

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He glanced in her direction and changed paths to approach her, "Just lookin' around so far AJ." He glanced around again and suckled on the tip of his grass for a moment. "Not a bad place you've got here."

The Big Macintosh seal of approval was had!

[appletastic]

"It ain't as much of an open space as Sweet Apple Acres, but we get along," Applejack said with a note of pride. That was what she prized, soldiering on no matter what.

"There's another barn down in the city if you want to give that a run, but I like it here. We've got our first apple trees growing too!

[notaburger.livejournal.com]

Big Macintosh smiled warmly at Applejack with some pride of his own. "I'd like to see them." It would be a comfort to see something as familiar and hopefilled as a apple tree sapling.

[appletastic]

Applejack wiggled her leg, making sure the apples strapped to her saddle were secure before she set off. "Then follow me!"

She led him across the field to a carefully cleared space on one end, the first signs of a young tree finally poking through the soil. She couldn't help but smile at it. "Morgan used his fancy magic on it to hurry it along---we've got other seeds growin' the old way, but this one'll be full grown and have apples in a week or so."

[notaburger.livejournal.com]

Big Macintosh nodded admiring the sapling, experience already giving him a good idea of how tall it could get in this kind of environment.

"Granny'd be proud of you. Magic or no magic." Because even if it was a general rule to grow things without magic at Sweet Apple Acres the important thing was getting the orchard started.

"Reckon' some of these folks have never had apples."

[appletastic]

"Nah, not on every world. I grew their firsts, and they say they're delicious."

Applejack's awfully proud of that. She smiles at the little sapling, giving it its little sip of water.

"You should see some of what we've got around here. That slop's just for starters!" She made a little face to show her approval of this...meal.

[notaburger.livejournal.com]

He laughed gently at the face she made "Maybe somepony wouldn't mind given' me the grand tour then?" He offered. After all one could only do so much to a small plot of land. So they had to have something else to do.

[appletastic]

"I reckon she can," Applejack answered with a little whoop, gently setting down her basket of apples in the designated spot. "Just keep an eye out for the critters, they like to get underfoot."