Friendship Letters

today i learned that there is/was a shrek musical! who let this happen. who let this happen WITHOUT telling me. why. that is all. -battflavorednoodles ...

Abakan was sitting next to the entry of the reactor control room. He had taken place on an old wood chair. In his hand a rifle. His eyes were carefully watching the group of scientists that hat gathered around the multiple Displays of the main control panel from where the new Experiment was controlled. The scientist seemed very excited about this new experiment. "what's all this about exactly." Abakan turned his head to look at Dr. Grostky who had been standing next to Abakan. "A new experiment....

Crunchyroll struck down a 60 frames/second conversion of an anime OP that's been on an alternate channel of mine for like a year Could they be polite enough to just block the video instead of being strike addicted? Probably half of every strike I've ever received was from Crunchyroll I know clip uploading is in a gray area and I set myself a 2 minute clip because I think that's a fair length without getting too close to stealing territory. I hate when shows get worldwide copyright blocked ...

Phoenix's blade glinted in the moon light as he sat in the tall oak tree but it was not the blade of his scimitar, This blade was far more dangerous. Despite being smaller. It was a beautifully crafted dagger, A well balanced blade and a sturdy handle. One could hardly blame the pegasus for picking it up even if picking it up was a grave mistake. It was odd, he had found the dagger in a small little cave that a small wyvern was using as a den. He smiled softly as he remembered the battle he had ...

//Loooore. New character. Based back when he first became a pony, and when he first arrived in the city he’d eventually learn to call his home. Screams of agony and pain echoed all around, with horrific images of slaughter flashing through his mind. He heard the vicious snarls and growls, followed by the hollering and cries as teeth tore through flesh and bone. The images and sounds only got clearer and more intense, until they were like a drum beating within his head, sending vibrations t...

Nearly three weeks of constant battle. With freshly battle-scarred bodies, and exhausted minds the two casters trudge through the darkness ahead. The only light they have comes from a light cantrip being cast by the wizard. The light only illuminates 30 feet ahead with their path ahead shrouded in darkness. The two stopped trying to lighten the mood days ago. At this point they were both aware of how hopeless their situation was. They were sent in here to die. If the thing they were sent in here...

Many years ago, there were only hills in the area near the forest, thick and rolling, natural wild flowers growing atop them. Fertile and empty, the land was left alone for quite some time, waiting for the right group to come across it...And one day they did. Two rabbit beastkins, a sailor and a florist, came here to settle. Taking inspiration from ancient ancestors, the two began to create their home on the side of a hill, lovingly dubbed ‘The Burrow’. Over time wildflowers were joined by culti...

The air that was once calm and soft became increasingly humid and thick to breathe. The beautiful forest scenery began to melt and metamorphose into a swampy waste with dangerous cliffs and crags. The colors of the environment began to turn dark greys and greens, beautiful deciduous trees fading away to overhanging and gloomy coniferous flora. The swamps were murky, hiding whatever critters or dangers that called this hostile environment home. They could hear the calls of wild birds, scavengers ...

FZZZsssst. FZZsst. FZZZSSsssst. Amity sighed quietly as sweat dripped down from his brow. He'd grunt every time he'd attempt to focus, his horn going from dull blue to a deep cyan as his magic rose with intensity. Gritting his teeth, a soft aura formed around a small rock in front of him on the ground. It would start to wobble and shake, matching the intensity of the glow from Amity's horn. "GAH!" The red stallion's horn sparked out, leaving a few shallow scorch marks against Amity's foreh...

Many centuries ago... Deep in the Everfree Forest a long, ferocious battle was coming to an end... William was tired, battered, and loosing blood fast. If the manticore didn't kill him, the blood loss and venom coursing through his body would. However his injuries didn't deter his spirit, his will to fight on. He had to slay this beast, he absolutely had to! The stallion spat out a bit of blood and pushed himself up with the end of his spear, breathing ragged and sight growing blurry. He coul...