“Alrighty then” He stands there, waiting as you draw the mark.
“Well, mailing adress is” He says where his workshop is located (read as: mod never though about it) “As for the logo… That may be a problem, I don’t have one” he thiks a bit “Maybe my Cutie Mark?” On his flank is indeed a mark related to his job, a small radio.
He lightly blushes, but eventually smiles, excited about it “Well, if that really won’t be a problem then… Name’s Pewny, place is simply called ‘Pewny’s workshop’ and I operate in Ponyville. With an additional fee I can travel to other cities without a problem. I can fix nearly anything, from small things like typewriters, to big things like Steam Engines, and also electronics, radios, TVs, you name it.”
Most you can see really is his wing working on the thing. After 4 minuntes he tries to type something, then tests all keys one after another. “There, good as new.”
He blinks, slightly dumbfounded “Wow, you sir are sure one generous pony if I’ve ever saw one.” He smiles “I won’t lie, a bit of advertisement would be nice, not many ponies come here, especially when they see a ‘pegasus engineer’” He sighs lightly “Anyways, let me repair it already.” He puts the typewriter on the desk inside his workshop, takes small pliers and starts to work.
He laughs lightly “It’s just a bit of luck really, to quickly notice what is wrong. Also, it will be 15 bits.”
He carefully takes the machine from you and looks at it. Tries to bress the keys, none of them budging, aside from a few on the rightmost side “Hmmm” He looks closer at typebars and after few seconds smiles “I found the problem. One of bars here” He points to it “slightly bent over to the left, pressing against the others hard enough to jam them. I need about five minutes and it’s done.”
“A typewriter, eh? Well, it depends, there is a few reasons the keys don’t work, they either jammed, which can be fixed easily and cheaply, or they could bend due to age and usage. This will take some work to straighten them AND there is a chance some may need to be replaced, which could be costly.” He looks to the said machine “Can I see it?”
The pegasus looks at you and smiles “Hello and yes, you found the right pony. How can I help you sir?”
i’ve watched our corner of tumblr grow up over the last 18 months and it’s been interesting
we went from: “OH WOW EVERYONE LOVES ME THIS PLACE IS GREAT”
to: “SHIT PEOPLE ARE GETTING MAD NOW I FEEL BAD”
and ended up with: “psh fuck it you’re all idiots anyway”
I used to watch this part over and over and over as a little kid. I didn’t care as much about the centaurs, but the pegasi and unicorns… ;-;
*looks at the black Pegasus* Hmmmm…
