Clickbait title much? Not exactly. Welcome to another Abby blog
Let me preface this by saying that I've never ever actually done anything to celebrate pride month-first off because I'm trans and in the closet still, and second, because the concept of being proud of my identity has never been something that my family and immediate friends have inspired in me. The upbringing and religion that caused that to be the case are not something I wish to discuss, despite their causal nature.
No, I am he...
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[i]Hey Abby here! I'm about to turn this entire blog post over to Pinkie, because honestly I'm pretty rankled about the contents of this blog and what I have to say is going to come out not so nice! And we all know that Pinkie can handle anything in the sweetest manner! But before I turn it over, I am dedicating this letter to Darren Cuffs, Cally Ber, myself, and any other current or future police officer roleplayers! Because we're collectively tired of your shit. You're killing our OC's. To DEA...
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If I'm gonna go back to RPing with people I was RPing before I need to clarify some shit, mainly why the fuck Abby looks different
The story is that my wonderful friend that RP's her hubby Lyle mentioned wanting kiddos a while back. Now cause I'm a stickler of an admin and really mean to my characters, Aubade can't have kiddos cause she's trans male to female. As her backstory was that she's not even FROM Equestria originally and basically woke up here cursed after dying elsewhere, it was part ...
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Ya’ll gonna fall apart.
Like at the seams.
You live on hopes, and dreams
Is this your last resort?
Life is a storm, we’ll seek any port.
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Rose does a lazy cat-stretch, her wings rustling as they extend, before going to plop down at her cushion. She doesn't have time to finish stretching before a white bean plops on her back, a little changeling with a dorky grin on her face, pink mane falling into her eyes. She nuzzles a kiss on the babe gently as she lays down, cooing. "Yes hello my love. I know I'm your favorite seat."
The cave seemed...rather odd and empty after their time in Canterlot. She had felt...slightly important and....
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Sweet made herself dinner that she didn't eat again.
Or maybe it was lunch. She'd stopped tracking the clocks. Whateverr the meal was, it was just sitting on the bar, getting cold.
Tinkora had always been really big on clocks. Honestly, she hadn't put much stock in it. Before the E.D.C. was finally realized, then had subsequently failed, all that was just "Tinkora being a crazy bitch" to her. But now that Terra had been lost, Terrans scattered to the cosmos, and an elimination of any known...
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The following stained, dog-eared and well-protected journal entry could be found tucked in a corner of the cave...
"After the Chrysalis hive showed itself in Canterlot, the public fear and hatred towards changelings was established. And who could blame them-an attack on Equestria's capital, the assault on and temporary imprisonment of their rulers, and a swarm of monsters lead against them-their reactions of panic and racism were only natural.
However, some responses went too far. One of them ...
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Sophitia doesn't have a spring in her step today-her usual little gait doesn't seem quite so energetic as before. It's not the weather-she likes the gray, springtime drizzle. It's not the fact she's sober either, her step would still be a bit bouncy...
No, today she seems to be stalking, moving purposefully and almost tensely down the street with her poncho clutched about her to keep her at least a little dry, her fluff ears perking this way and that as her piercing blue eyes steal glances alon...
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"I'm tellin' ya man. One date. All it takes. Give it a go. When was the last time you actually did anything with a girl besides pray with her and listen to her problems. I bet one's blushed at you at least once as you've held her petal-soft hands in yours...mmmmmmmmff"
Couper sniffs loftily before taking a bite out of his souffle, chuckling at the sound of discomfort from the stallion across from him. "Can we please stop talking about this. I don't want a date."
"You are wasting your life...
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Abby's doing something she hasn't bothered to do in quite a while-meditating. She doesn't like doing it for a variety of reasons. Chiefly among them is it's hard to get a moment alone, another is that there's not often a lot of places, and yet another is that more often than not there's too much emotional turmoil bubbling below the surface for her to even meditate properly.
However, she's made it a point to do it tonight, she needs to try to get herself under control. She can feel her desire to...
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Like a blank answer sheet, sitting unanswered, unused
the feelings inside emptied, misdirected, confused
poured out, they are dripping now, but in the literal sense;
the crimson flow, it beads from each empty line, creating an intense
silent cry, yet perfectly representing the scream inside
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