Newfound Sanctuary
I noticed pinkie's phonograph in a corner, so there would be plenty of music for the party. "looks like you've already got the place almost finished... wait a second."
A White Hearth's Warming
"she makes some of that sweet music you sometimes play on the phonograph at home? no wonder you love her, she's got talent."
Closing the Year
Well, today turned out to be an interesting day, to say the least. It started like any other. I awoke in bed to find Fluttershy in the process of waking up as well. It was a warm late summer day, the window left open to allow a gentle breeze to...
The Nightmare Goes On
Twilight's tastes in music are rather broad and she has no specific favorite type, but i do hear her playing classical music on her phonograph more often than anything else. following the tune, i went upstairs.
Unhealing Wounds
I almost expected a phonograph to be present. what i found instead was a humble little cassette player on one of the nightstands. probably as a means of not being two loud on top of conserving space.
Mending the Soul
There was a lovely white porcelain lamp on the nightstand to my left, a functional ceiling fan made of clouds, a familiar vase of flowers to my right, a phonograph in the room's corner, a wooden stool painted green, and a birdhouse hanging from the lopsided
The Falcon Takes Flight
I led her over to the living room again to provide a distraction and even put some music on with the phonograph in the corner. i had to think of a decent conversation topic to keep her mind off the aroma filling the house.
Sudden Death
-UNDOCUMENTED- I remember closing my eyes, feeling myself becoming more relaxed. But almost as quickly as it had begun, it faded away. I open my eyes and... Here again? Why am I back in Fluttershy's cottage? I still feel very weak when I make...
Familiar Lands, New Beginnings
It was quite the experience spending my morning aboard the cozy interior of the Olympia. And it was a joy to have Novo join us for a scrumptious breakfast in the galley. The...
Stones Amongst Snow
A phonograph for playing vinyl records was present. although the music being played from it sounded particularly antiquated even for classical music. not that i minded. it fit the old fashioned aesthetics of the rock farm quite well.
A Case of the Flutters
 Today began like most others. I awoke in the morning at the sound of...