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Lightning Stanza

Lightning Stanza

"Stay out of my way."

Female. Lives in  Manehattan,  Equestria. 30 years old
Race
Unicorn
Roleplay Availability
OPEN
About Me
Hello all, this is Jarrod, the admin of Lightning Stanza and for Canterlot Avenue. Lightning Stanza is a work in progress, and her story is still developing, but she is a darker side of my roleplay habits. Please proceed with caution.
Roleplay Universe
Alternate Universe
Roleplay Type
Narrative
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Lightning Stanza
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Lightning is punching into a tree, her making heavy hoof marks into it. It seemed like each punch she did felt more personal than the last! But then, after a brief while, she would back up and pants,... View More
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Drifter
The wandering warrior was merely in the area, simply passing through on his next course of travel when a near distant ‘thump’ caught his attention. He gravitated towards it until he stumbled upon the one responsible, and simply stood and watched. He was one who believed in hard work and relentless t... View More
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Lightning Stanza
The mare would hear his words as she was slowing her breathing, it being a touchy subject obviously. lightning feels like her life was taken away, like a rug being pulled out from under her. The struggle she lives, the ponies she lost...it makes her stutter in her breathing with each thought of it, ... View More
Like January 7, 2024
Drifter
The drifter focused on the scorched marks upon the tree, revelling in the brilliant and bright display of power she had demonstrated. He’d turn his head and look over his shoulder as she began to speak, her own gaze focusing down towards the ground and away from him. He’d pull his hoof back and lowe... View More
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Lightning Stanza
The mare nodded as she would bring her own hoof into his and give it a rather firm shake, one seemingly uncharacteristic for the typical mare. "Yes, Indeed we will cross paths again. Maybe by then I will have finished my goal, or I will be dead. Either way, there will be no in between." With that,... View More
Like January 9, 2024