Friendship Letters

Jenny's sunset was an 8-year-old filly. Jenny was a happy girl and lived a happy life. While she wasn't in the best situations, she can always look to her best friend. Her best friend was named Laughing Lisa. Jenny's parents abused her daily to vent their frustrations on Jenny. They would keep her locked up in a dirty, darkroom. They would beat her black and blue. Never enough to draw blood and with that Jenny knew that they loved her even just a little bit. A false hope. Clinging so desperately...

Time passed, as it often did, continuing its ceaseless march into oblivion. Spirit followed alongside it, as did the rest of the world. Thoughts of the past few weeks had faded into the background. The name still stuck in her mind, though. Taproot. Grass Roots Apothecary. She finally had a name to who started this. To who… forced this life upon her. Spirit had spent the day in Canterlot, wandering the market district, but never straying too far from a central location. The shop, itself. To think...

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Hello! I figured that since I posted info on my universe's timelines, I figured I'd also place a post here about the main villains we fight, now with Herbert P. Bear restored as one of our villains! These will be villains that we'll be facing in ALL timelines (Except EoI and Knight Wolf's Timeline in terms of his demon.) ---- Nega Stickbot Alpha Public Enemy #1 Threat level: Extremely High ...

//It's Asuka's time for some lore. Except I'm just going to be going into her relationship with her family. We need a break from all the sad lore so have some happy lore. "Alright! Lunch time!" A straw hatted unicorn stallion rushes past the camera headed for a row of folding tables lined with bowls and dishes filled with food. "Hey hey hey! No cutting!" Another stallion grumbles. "Cutting? You weren't in line." The camera pans to reveal the straw hatted stallion standing in front of a somewh...

//This blog contains content some users may find disturbing. Please only read this post if you are comfortable with violence and the mention/use of undead. "I can hardly believe it Arcana! We've been chosen to represent the college in one of the country's biggest career conventions! This is so exciting!" Two unicorns enter the Goldston Convention Center through a back entrance with saddlebags filled to the brim with materials. These unicorns are professors of the Canterlot College of Mag...

//This is the first of two 'lore' blogs i'll be posting in the near future. The other blog should be posted either today, or tomorrow. No one ever said the road to becoming a wizard would be easy, but then again no one ever thought it was. For the longest time you were either born magically gifted, or you weren't worth a teachers time. Equestria had a funny way of telling unicorns "you can do anything!" only to disregard them if they weren't born gifted. That wasn't the case anymore. With...

((Words marked with an * will be put at the bottom and translated to make it easier I guess?)) It was a good day for a hunt, the chief, Abooksigun*, was lounging in front of her teepee like structure. It was more permanent then a teepee, still movable, but much bigger, and harder to take down and set up. Her headpiece was simple, feathers from a large bird, the feathers surrounded the entire thing, and small beads going down to bigger beads, one strand on either side. Her coat, was a deep, pl...

Set when Cally was within the Canterlot Police Department. A cold breeze set the pace for the soft snowfall onto the streets of south Canterlot, a false silhouette of purity. 'The Cliff' was the nickname of the lower-income part of the city. The soft cloud of innocence that was dimly lit by the moon was the only source of safety within the area of The Cliff. A barely standing few neighborhoods consumed by gangs, drugs, and prostitution. It was just another night in 'Princesses Country' to the...

Welcome to my reveal of a trailer to a large scale project that finally with a story board drafted a small bit, I can progress on making this a reality! For a while now, I have been developing Devka in a lot of ways. Pictures of houses, fauna/flora, layouts, events and so much more. And there hasn't been a way to share it outside of Personal Messages until now. Welcome to Stories of Devka. ...

(This has implications of abuse, mental trauma, violence, and blood. If this is something you can get offended by then do not read. This is a short story of my oldest character, Thanatos. Revamped into the new timeline.) Tick... Tock... Tick... Tock... Every day the clock ticks. Imagine being paranoid schizophrenic and all they have to do to torture you is a clock. A lock and a dark room. Tie you up... Tick... Tock... As to show that my time was up. I was to be on the edge every... single ...

Dear Princess Celestia, I wrote you but you still ain't replyin' I left my cell, my email, and my work phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em There probably was a problem with the dragon or something Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em ...

Dear Princess Celestia, My brother thinks that you don't read these letters, but I trust that you do, after all, I heard that you ready your students letter, I think her name is sunset shimmer, so why wouldn't you read mine? Me and my brother have just moved from dodge junction to here in manehatten after being forced to give away our family farm. It is so much different here, and I don't know how I feel about it. we spent the last of the money we had getting the train tickets, hoping ther...

While the vast majority of Marina’s memories detailing her life before King Sombra’s reign had returned to her over the time she’d spent recovering, there were still bits and pieces that had yet to reemerge; such crucial and vital memories that would bring the mare at least some mitigation regarding, quite literally, who she was as a pony. It was... exhausting, to say the least, and did little to quell the feeling of discontent she held solely towards herself. In fact, Marina herself sometime...

"You fuckin' idiot. You know this formation is supposed to be like this. You tryin' to get these soldiers killed?" "Calm down, Shiv. Despite his physical prowess, Gale isn't in here for his intellect." "...I'm gonna beat both of your asses." "Y'know if you clock both of them, you're gonna flunk your exams." ...

Spirit Weaver had been gone for some time. As she often was. This was the first she stepped into town in easily over a month, after all! And it had been even longer still since she’d checked her PO box. A thing that she forgot that she even had, most times. It had been…. Quite a while since she’d been in. Mostly because there’s never anything interesting there. This quarter’s stack felt no different, either. Junk. Junk. Junk. Jury summons (whoops). A bill. She was on the verge of tossing the wh...

Six years ago, Carmine lived a very different life from the stagnant half life that he's grown accustomed to in the present day. The day after Carmine turned eighteen he ran away from his sleepy farming village of Haybale and took the first train to Canterlot in order to join the Royal Guard. His recruitment wasn't born through overwhelming obligation to serve beneath the Princess and protect his beloved home, but for the simple promise of a couple thrills. Life on the farm was a drag. When the ...

This isn't really a backstory. It's just some information about Lexie Pro. Name: Lexie Pro - It came from the medication that Lexie's Mom was was taking, "Lexapro," which sounded better than "Risperdal" to her. Age: 26 Race: Alicorn, but without a horn or wings ...

The only games played during this time frame were Melee, the best Smash, and Brawl, the worst. Times were great because the scenes were 100% community run. Smash never had sponsors during these years. There were no rules. *****s would say "***" or "****" in half of every sentence they ever said. There were no filters, PR, clout, or any of that shit. Brawl vs Melee internet fights broke out every time both games were mentioned in the same discussion. Melee vs Sult fights hardly even exist compare...

Vanil woke up with the mother of hangovers, at least that's what the vanilla-coat mare thinks. She glanced around; she's in her room, that's good news. But she's also not in the same dress as last night although in all honesty it's a far, far better dress...almost as if its meant for a model. Hmm, maybe the sash wrapped around her body with "Miss Canterlot" written on it might clue her in. She makes the common mistake of asking herself if things can get any more confusing and so lo and behold! T...

I wanna be immortal Like a God in the sky I wanna be a silk flower Like I'm never gonna die I wanna live forever ...