Friendship Letters

“Okay, okay! Everybody off stage! That was just… That’s just terrible. I can’t. Roll back, we need to redo the entire shot.” After that initial statement there was a collective sigh coming from the entire cast, not only had they been here all day and it was way past 8, this particular scene had already been shot 15 times. Visual Cue is a very talented although extremely picky director and he’s in charge. With no other remedy, every extra, every actor, every camera man jumped off stage to make...

// Decided to look into my unpublished lore posts and found this. Did some rework, but I haven't written something propper in a while, so bear with me. Very short one as well, which is good. "Those that close themselves off are the ones in the most need of affection." The chloromancer read out loud, the dull blue eyes focusing on those words. He stared at them for a while before setting the book over the desk and pushing it aside. "Huh. Any thoughts, darling?" He asked, the focus shifting ove...

(AU where Wyatt is doing the Single Pringle) There's nothing worse than feeling unneeded or unwanted. Than feeling unwelcome. And in Equestria, that was how Wyatt felt. Twilight may have helped, teaching him to survive in a more mundane world than he was used to, but it still left a hole. A hole he hadn't found a replacement to fill. It showed in his body language, his manner of speaking, his attitude. Wyatt was currently in some pub in Canterlot, a pint in his hand as he sat in a booth, alre...

Dragonfly was given up by his Rassulian parents and treated by the rest of his kind as inferior and weak like he was broken. He was adopted by a mare from a neighboring planet and raised there with her loving care. Although being bullied harshly for being a Rassulian, the ones who took over half their own galaxy for control, he would follow in his adopted mother's footsteps and forgive. After mandatory military service as a rescue pilot Dragonfly would inherit a ship and become the stallion, he ...

Everything was quiet. Ponies trotted along, talking flamboyantly among themselves with jubilance. The shouts of peddlers trying to sell their wares and the buyers arguing or negotiating right back. The chittering of rats and other pests scurrying about trying to find any scraps that hadn't been cleaned by one of the many homeless that took refuge on the streets. Despite all this, the world was desolately empty, audio void of its existence in this alley. Everything was quiet. A cardboard wreck...

//DISCLAIMER: Some of the content featured in this post may be unsettling, or disturbing to some readers. The streets of Ponyville had quieted down significantly compared to the afternoon buzz, and bumble. Where the streets had been filled with ponies trying to get from here to there just a few hours ago they were now largely empty, and quiet. The sun's light had stopped illuminating the streets thirty minutes ago, and the street lamps were all that provided light for the nighttime travelers...

Everything felt like a dream. Floaty. Carmine felt as if his soul was buoyantly floating above his body and kept from soaring away by a rope tied at his neck. The rope was... cold. Metallic. No, his senses were starting to come back. Vision was restoring... he saw a myriad of blurry shapes, moving and squabbling. What were they saying? He was hearing words, but he couldn't understand them. Screams. Pleas for mercy. As his eyes began to wake up, the blurry shapes began to transition to their true...

According to the other agents in the room getting the jitters before a meeting like this was common. Only the Special Agent-in-Charge wasn't usually missing like he was now. The three other agents in the room are sitting around a well made circular wooden table. They've all grouped up towards one end of the table, leaving the other end open with it's own chair. Hiari stands guard by the door. Everyone's wearing formal clothing. Suits and ties. Stuff like that. The room is mostly silent until the...

Before Pride went to work today, he was lurking B&N's manga section to search for next manga to consider and he found [he aint saying this manga's name]. Its name and cover flailed how much of an LGBTfest it is Pride was curious and gave a 5 page sample read because he optimistically expected to be pleasantly surprised He was not ...

The bag was over his head, his hands tied and bound, a wad of socks in his mouth to stop him speaking. Or calling for help. He could see virtually nothing. They got him while he was sleeping, cowardly bastards. No way to signal for help... '.' No... Not again. 'Quiet!' '' ...

"♫ Down yonder green valley, where streamlets meander, When twilight is fading I pensively rove. Or at the bright noontide in solitude wander, amid the dark shades of the lonely ash grove...♪" It was a late summer's evening, and Lenore found herself singing quietly as she skimmed the canopy of the temperate forests far outside the reach of civilization. The stark black griffon soared with purpose towards a clearing. There, camped on a hill were a collection of wagons arranged in a loose c...

Click! A twist of the skeleton key signaled the end of the work day for Cynbel, as did the setting sun. It wasn’t a particularly profitable day, but he would at least break even. A marginal success, but one the young alchemist felt he needed to celebrate given his particularly sour mood. For the past few weeks, he’s been silently accepting that his shop, Splendor Solis, may be in its final stages. Business just wasn’t outweighing the cost of keeping the doors open Customers were becoming less ...

Not yet it wasn't, but four years ago it was... Lesa stood outside on the balcony looking over at the city below which city you ask? The capital city of Canterlot. She couldn't sleep mainly cause she had a bit on her mind, and she had just put her daughter to bed... here she was now engaged once more not only that but being an actual mother for the first time it would have been the second but... that didn't go too well. Four years ago she was engaged and she had been through a few heartbreak...

//With special guest appearance by Carmine Gumshoe. (I made sure to get permission before adding him to the post.) If there was one thing Betty Yakushi disliked about the Ponyville Courthouse it was that they always seemed to keep the courtrooms below freezing temperatures. Sure it was better than being left in sweltering heat, but how were you supposed to present evidence, and give statements while your teeth chattered constantly? Despite her dress coat, and long dress the cold still managed...

//Said I'd make some story posts for Asuka's family members, so here's the first of the three. The sun has not yet risen over Ponyville, and the lights inside the small restaurant between the 'Haysea Corp' offices, and the Biglow Department store have just come on. Inside stands an older stallion (mid 50's) already hard at work preparing for the day ahead. Kisho Yakushi was always the first one to come in for work. As the restaurant's owner he had to set a good example for his employees. As o...

"You're a warrior with no war to fight" The mare said with a sigh as she looked at the stallion "That's what you're feeling" The blue unicorn stated as she brushed her orange mane out of her face. Phoenix looked at his hooves with a grimace "It isn't my fault....I...I just get a bit bored" The young pegasus said weakly. He knew she was right. Why was he such an idiot? He always screwed these things up. The unicorn frowned at him "I can't be with you. I want a life outside of battle, outside of v...

It was 3:40 in the morning. Its been four hours since Buster had taken his wife to the hospital for an important moment in his life, his wife was pregnant. The doctors wouldn't let him enter the room, but he was able to hear every scream she made, and the smells, the smell of chemicals and most of all, blood. The doctor warned beforehand that there could be complications, serious complications, but he believed in the doctors expertise and that they would be able to do the birth with ease. He was...

Alone. Weeks go by with the blink of an eye, months fly on the other side of the closed window just as quickly as the swooping birds. Yet nothing changes. The letters go out, but no reply ever comes. It happened again, didn't it? He never wanted to leave, but it wasn't much of a choice. It wouldn't be long before his last energies dripped away, thanks to the disease. If anything, he lessened her burden by saying that last goodbye and vanishing off to the world, rather than staying and hav...

I just seemed to lay there. Laying there with nothing going on except for the continued breathing that my body was doing. Along side the breathing of my sleeping beauty that was accompanying me in my sleep. My eyes were closed, but my mind wasn't. These past weeks have pushed me towards an area of exhaustion that I wasn't sure was possible. What's funny about that tho, was that this was still only the beginning. As Prince of the Night, Future Husband, and Father? I never would have guessed that ...

It's been a few months now since Jule had brought the vacant plot of land just outside of Canterlot. He's been working hard and long hours trying to make the perfect house for Lana, their foal and himself. He had hoped to have the house finished before the foal arrived, but he barely had the bones of the house up by now. But between getting the permits, blueprints for the house approved, finding the right contractors for the more technical stuff, inspections and replenishing funds to buy supplie...

I've mentioned this organization a few times in previous posts, so I thought I'd make a blog explaining them in more detail. What is the Arcane Justiciar?: The Arcane Justiciar is a military organization which creates,oversees, and enforces laws on magic use in Nar's home country of Ysrgim. Justiciar camps, outposts, forts, and prisons can be found all over Ysgrim. Recently the Justiciar has set up an outpost in Vanhoover, and is currently attempting to gain permission to establish a fort n...

//Good vibe lore post comin' atcha. The wizard guild of Myoorclaw (Pronounced: Me-your-claw) wasn't exactly large for Ysgrim guild standards, but it was certainly a lively one. Based in the small town of Vendon Myoorclaw undertook tasks sent in by citizens of the nearby area that needed the help of a mage. Every mage in Myoorclaw had their own unique magic. Unlike their wizard counterparts from Equestria mages in Ysgrim tended to focus on one magic type, and hone their skills with it rather t...

Off in the borders nearing the White Tail Woods, there was a sweet little hamlet that Cynbel frequently visited. Sweetcorn. It was a simple farming village that was untouched by the corruption of Equestria's xenophobic and morally bankrupt ways. They held no knowledge of the rumors of mistreatment and madness that often circulated around Cynbel, when he first arrived they simply saw a frail stranger in need of a soft bed and a warm meal. Their abundant fauna have proven to be nothing if not valu...

This is it. To have lived thirty years with a disease such as this particular one, to have gone through all the challenges that it and life had presented... It is truly a miracle. But even after all of that, the time has come. Time to rest. The early morning sun rises just beyond the horizon, tainting the sky with light purples, blues, and oranges, making glister the dew-covered grass of the valley. This is a nice place, always has been. Energy sips out of the body slowly, trickling away...

//No travel post today. Have a pleasant lore post instead. The sound of fillies and colts at play permeates the early evening in the small village of Frakkas. The farmers and craftsmen are hard at work, while the rest of the village goes about it's business. Hunters, and foragers scour the nearby woods for food. Mares weave clothing, cloths, and linens. Others bake bread, and prepare meals. The elder sits outside of his home giving counsel to those seeking it, and the traders who have come in...

There are a lot of financial channels on YT and Pride had some spare money. He got suckered into falling for the investment hype and bought silver and stocks It was a mistake He estimates he dropped about $2,000 on this stuff and now they're worth $1,490.26 ...

//Nar's backstory is pretty murky, and I haven't explored it much so here's an attempt to clear things up. A lone stallion enters a remote cave situated near the middle of Mount Highmoor. A large rucksack is situated on his back. He's been to this exact cave many times before. Jek Kardul is a stallion of modest upbringing, and living. Though he's never been happy with his poverty things have been looking much better for the farmer in the past few years. 3 years ago Jek met a mare more beauti...

Think about it Esports is a business and businesses need money. 1 tournament runner & streamer streams at a horse racing venue that's in poorasfuck town and the place is so much worse than their previous venue, in Pride's opinion. He went there once and never wants to go back there again. But also they're like 50 miles away from his house anyways. Still, they are a really famous local tournament & stream team. He'd rather go to a tournament that's closer and in a better venue. They only food ...

1st, there's this famous tweet https://twitter.com/OXY_Crimson/status/1093056785705922560 " ...

Think about it What better way is there to tell esports gamers "this is the shit you want" than to show the pros on stage using the same equipment? What do gamers even think when they see a mere logo on screen taking up space? "WTF is this shit? Clutter? WTF do they even sell?" ...

At this point in her career Asuka had gotten used to staying up for long periods of time. Sleep was a commodity in these times, and Asuka was glad she'd finally be able to get some. Her gait as she enters the mansion she calls home is nothing more than her dragging her hooves along the floor. She still wasn't used to how silent the mansion was now. Even if it was 4 AM. Someone was usually rummaging around the kitchen for snacks at this point in the night, but tonight there was no one. The kitche...

I was born on the 5th of January 1980 in the city of Kublinka in Russia. My father and mother came from humble backgrounds but managed to rise to the higher society of the soviet union. My father was a political activist for Communism since his early years, he managed to fight his way up until he was part of the communist leadership. My mother was the good soul of the family, always there for me until i turned six. My father decided that I needed to be prepared and formed to be the perfect sovie...

This is just a theory craft from intuition and observation only. Pride never did any statistical research to test his theory Esports devs are too afraid of making anything too good so they just make everything equally bad and boring Older esports games are broken as fuck. Halo 1's pistol kills in 3 HSs (Head Shot) which takes less than 1 second. Halo 2 nerfed its main gun, the battle rifle, to kill in 11 bullets, or 4 3-bullet bursts. Then Halo 3 further nerfed it by changing the bullet sp...

1 thing quarantine taught Pride is to stop having material possessions. He has a long history of buying shit because he has a replenishing source of money called a job which made him not care about how much money he has because he'll always regenerate more. He also has a history of giving/throwing shit away because he ends up not needing those things anymore "Less is more" is a stupid phrase because of its blatant contradiction. Maybe "less is better" communicates the idea better. Minimalism ...