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Ever since they moved to the proximity of the Whispering Woods, Frost Tear's parents warned her of the dangers of the forest. Never explicitly so, keep in mind, for legends and myths are perhaps one of the best ways to elicit a child's imagination. Tales of trees that walk on their own, that snatch up lost children, and poof, they are gone.
On her eighth autumn, she found that trees were the least of her worries. Instead, it was they who shielded her from Fletcher's eyes. Her father took her...
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(Anthro perspective. Horror themes (light body horror, light lovecraftian), violence.
Blueberry Hill was once a vibrant farming community known for, unsurprisingly, its blueberry farms until, one year, the blueberries suffered from a terrible blight, withering the crops and leaving the farmers destitute, driving many to leave the small town in search of employment elsewhere. It seemed like that the town, like the blueberry bushes, was about to wither away to nothing until, like a miracle,...
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I was conscious through it all.
I watched the fluorescent lights like mile markers ruin my eyes in a continuous cycle over and over and over and over again… I could hear Gray’s wailing. I was listening to Carmine relay my medical history to some lost looking intern.
I also saw Doctor Sawbones and her odd mask… staring down at me from above with a calming smile on her blackened lips.
“I will fix you,” she said. “I can fix what is broken. Rest now.”
You know how there’s so many tales of grote...
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Hey guys! Just wanted to post here in a Friendship Letter what to expect for the rest of this year and next year too for my series. I'm sure you guys are excited to hear what I got. If not, TOO BAD.
For the rest of 2022, the stories, whether they be through Friendship Letter form or RP are:
The Curse of Lost Stick: This year's Halloween Special. Lost Stick, my evil Lost Episode counterpart, returns with a big vengeance by trapping our heroes in a cursed lost tape. Will they escape and see ...
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The following transcript is of the body camera footage recovered from Special Agent in Charge Evard after the raid on the compound of the "Children of the Broken Path" cult.
Special agent Rosa had been injured before recovered footage begins, and had been evacuated from the compound by Special Agent Garter.
Begin Video Log
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*The royal archivist returns once again to the cities library and royal archive for another entry to add to the royal records he sat down and uses his horn to begin writing in a new blank tome*
"Since my last entry, much change has come to not just the city but to all of the Frozen North region as well by order of our liege the monarchy that has been the ruling government of New Coltenheim and by extension The Frozen North has been reorganized into The Great Houses of the North. This came abo...
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Something went bump in the night in the house of Dr. Reid. A place where only fear resided and stood watch at the cradle of Everfree. Only the fearless or the guided usually enter this part of the forest. In this case, a fearless assassin came to snuff the flame that the Doctor had set. The fear that blanketed the deep and beyond. A dangerous pursuit but mayhaps it would be the only way. It was known that Reid is a heavy sleeper and slept he did. The assassin is named Gloom. A vicious person wh...
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//Quick lore dump before I head back in to work for the night.
Hello adventurer! If you are reading this document, that means you are one of a brave few! Of countless adventures across our plane, you have chosen to assist our noble organization in the exploration of the plane known as the Astral Highway System, or, Subspace in less formal terms. For this, we are ever grateful. With your help, we can learn much more about this mysterious, seemingly nonsensical realm, and possibly find some use...
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Bellowing roars and guttural screeching from below marked the entrance of this cave as the only way into their Hive. And yet, despite the stench of blood and bone, the corruption that spreads through air and land, there was no one at the door. Not a single insectoid guarded the area, only the carpet of flesh that pulsated with a heart and mind of its own. As he trudged through the snow and stepped into this revolving putrid mass, its tendrils latched onto his hooves but were not able to stop his...
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The two sat side by side, watching the rain fall just outside the window. It was peaceful then, something about the silence within this old wooden house kept her at ease, or it was simply his presence. A lot has changed since they first met, but this calm and nearly depressed aura that came from the Velgran has remained the same. That and his hatred towards her. She knew that he hated her with every fiber of his being, and she loved him for it, for she too felt the same about herself.
As her ...
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The sun was not far from setting as the last train of the day lumbered into Ponyville Station. Only a few ponies filtered out when the doors open; the last train is rarely the most popular, and is typically only taken by those who missed their intended earlier ride.
One of the last among them was a silver mare, stiff from her journey. She stopped for a moment to consult the Ponyville map. The Equestria Historical Society had lined up accommodation for her outside of town, near a Clock Tower. ...
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I find myself once again within the confines of a website, one of which my 7th Wall has not graced in a while. I had begun to think he had forgotten me, but then I remember that I occupy at least a small portion of his mind. Not a fully actualized member of his collective consciousness, but on the edges, where most characters exist. I can see myself talking, the text appearing as I speak and write. Existence, multi-dimensionally, is strange when you are aware of the formats you exist in. This le...
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There was an unfamiliar tense air filling the interior of the Spring household, in the otherwise pleasant and sunny dawn of a weekend day.
A gnarly-looking bandage on the upper half to shoulder of Ephemeria's left leg appeared to be the main contributor to the awful mood. Odd enough, her current frustration and gloom laid particularly on the immobilising part of the injury. Any more than a minute and the pain left her panting and burning up. The admittedly funky and cool metallic crutch p...
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Hello, everyone!
Misty Nights here with a quick message for our community.
A recent post was made suggesting that there were rumors circulating about a possible shutdown of the site on September 27th of this year. Due to raising concerns of members of our community, we have decided to address this matter publicly.
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After a long shift fraught with stress, tension, and a hostile drunk, Asuka and Frank are glad they're on their last call for the shift. With the clock at around 2 AM, neither of the two can wait to head home, and sleep for the rest of the night. Asuka sits in the back of the ambulance talking with a young stallion who was bruised, and had scratches all over his body. According to him, he hadn't gotten his significant other the right gift for her birthday, and she proceeded to beat him with it. ...
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Recently, I’ve been wondering if this whole thing was worth it. This kind of question has been in my head for about 2 years. Maybe this fandom isn’t for me, I mean in real life I can barely have a conversation. So why should I be here?
Maybe I just don’t deserve to be in a forum.
Why am I telling you all of this? I’m pretty sure nobody (or nopony) would even care if I leave or not, after all I’m just “another user.”
All of the pessimistic posts were basically how I feel in real life. I have f...
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What’s in a friend.
A unique, unsolved mystery.
Is it something that we cherish.
Or is it something that we relinquish.
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"Shh...It's him...The one who..." "I heard no one else survived..."
"They say he was by his self..." "...and then murdered them in cold blood, he did..."
Clip cli-clop cli-clip cli-clop.
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The Archmage sits alone in his kitchen, pale blue eyes focused entirely on the grimoire before him. No matter how he weaved and twisted the words and glyphs, it felt like he could never finish this spell without the proper components. And those would be simply impossible to gather! How on Khas' sacred lands could one find crystals of such magnitude so far North?
A knocking at his front door briefly distracts him from the empty parchment. He eyes the kitchen's doorway and holds still for a cou...
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This is absolutely inconsistent word vomit that I'm probably going to change but I wanted to try writing stuff down about Parley's backstory that wasn't a green-text summary and this is your chance to look into the scrambled ideas of my head. I have no idea what I'm doing and this was worded up deliriously.
So! Lore-time! Subject-to-change*
The draconequus, Parley, used to be a pegasus mare called Valiant Aurora. She grew up in an ocean-side village frequently attacked by sea invaders. Un...
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—————————[MANEHATTAN POLICE STATION. PRECINCT #5. 2:53 PM.]------------------------
We arrive at a familiar scene. Familiar to me, at least. I hear the clatter of the moving gate, the comments from the others in their cells. We go past the hallway, down to the room where I see my supposed client in with two other ponies. A mare and a stallion. I recognize the mare immediately, Chief Xenon. Despite her odd name, she’s very plain looking. Dirty blond mane all tied up in a neat, professional bun, ...
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As the day turned into night, the golden city of old came to life. Orbs of light flickered into existence, illuminating the recently cleared-up streets and spires; dozens of hundreds of ghostly silhouettes roamed the plazas, parks, and suspended walkways; flags and decorations strung between buildings waved with the passing wind of the Frozen South.
This wasn't Antioch as they remembered it, but they've done so much progress in the last couple of weeks that they simply could not let the opport...
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//Just trying out something new. Wanted to see if I could RP a song as someone who isn't musically prone, but wanted to sing a song she liked.
It was deep into the night in Canterlot where the only life that inhabited the lower portion were those in the nightlife scene. A bar known more by the locals was well lit with open signs, the words "The Singing Tuna" with a fish that looked side then leaned away was lit with a bright yellow light. Under the that were double doors with a large window ...
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Did ya know that each of my series had a intro to each one? They weren't animated at the time, but they were a... uhh... story to hear, I guess. Now, many of you guys know there are 4 series in all. However, there are sub-series that are within the past 3 main series that had their own intros! Let's take a dive into them.
Stickman's Adventures (Original)
Theme: ??? (There wasn't really a name behind this song.)
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