Friendship Letters

Wyatt sat in his Office, clenching his eyes shut, opening them once again, his breathing slow. He seemed to be concentrating hard on something. The voice that first spoke was tormented, and sounded like a raspy whisper, almost full of rage. "Do you know how it " The next voice was Wyatt's. "Of course I do. How long have we known each other, after all?" "Far too long." Wyatt sat there talking to this individual, and he appeared to not be enjoying said conversation all that much, although seeme...

~Parents~ Moonstone, a pink, black, and purple earthpony. Having grown up in a spiritual, nature interconnected home, Moonstone was always an observant, calm pony. Often much so that her lack of defense skills would land her into situations where people challenged her to fight and she would simply stand, trying her best to evade attacks and running when she could not. Quartz Twinning Prance, originally Quartz Twinning, a blue, lilac, and purple double winged Crystal Empire pegasus, borne fro...

No more procrastination. No more excuses. No more major preparations needed. The time has finally come for Solaris and Sunbreaker to split apart. Was Sol still anxious about it? Of course! It's not every day you rip a piece of your soul out of yourself, after all. Solaris sat at the desk that was within his room, looking down at all the tools that were gathered. An open book, some chalk, and most importantly a dagger. This was no ordinary dagger, though. The blade was created from a mix of quart...

Welcome to Spellopolis Plaza! Unicorns of all ages come here to prove their worth in magical turf war battles! Starting at the age of 14, unicorns gain the ability to use their magic for these turf war battles. Every unicorn has their own weapon preference, all of which are powered by the magic of their horns. There's the standard magicshot, magic roller, magic charger and the magicbrush to name a few. The goal of the sport is to get the most of your team's magical essence on the ground than the...

Dear My Old Self, I've been looking back at the old Friendship letters that you/I made. I now cringe at you, myself. The Friendship Letters I made were so random, I made a lot of typos and such and had no understanding of what I was talking about. (Well, except for the "Dear Hasbro," one) So this is advice for future me. Please, when you read this tell me if it made any sense at all. If there was meaning. And Remember not to leave Canterlot Avenue for about 3 months again, because you/I do that...

In the early afternoon Detective Joe Winters exits his house, and enters his vehicle. His wife watches from the front door as his vehicle backs out of the driveway, and heads off down the street. As far as she knows he's off to the police station. Things have been very tough for him, and all the other detectives, and officers lately. She's hoping that whatever it is that's causing them all so much stress will be over soon. Joe on the other hand doesn't just hope. He's certain what he's doing tod...

I seem to have ended up in a strange land after working a case, the place is filled with ponies, and griffons, some dragons. I don't recognize where I am at all, hopefully someone or something can help guide me, for now though. I've got to go it alone.

Though it's universally believed that the mare has a childish and absent mind, Mina's new hobby says otherwise. She finds that writting them down in the form of poetry a great way to release her own thoughts; those too personal for her to write in a journal. Even if no one quite understands the meanings, Mina still picks up her quill. Onto paper the colour of snow, in a cute little pink book, the mare found sometime to be alone, so she could confess her feelings as shown: A brave little kitten ...

Dear self, have i done something wrong? i usually try and make everypony happy - but it just so seems that whatever i do, even if i don't realize it . . . something that i say or do it makes ponies/people upset... i feel awful after this - and i try to apologize, whenever i apologize its real! i truly mean it that i am, "very...sorry," but even sometimes - no matter what i do - they still run away from me.... or.. have you ever heard its very, VERY easy - to smile around everypony else, to...

I never wanted to grow up, I have always defended myself. My exterior grew hard as stone and yet I was hurt quite often. ...

Dear Princess Celestia, I didn't learn anything! Except how to not be irresponsible with money. Looking at saved brony commission art I have and recalling prices from memory only, I think I spent at least $1,100 on art commissions & packs. I don't have a well paying job so I shouldn't have spent that much money on mere picture files. I understand that art skill is rare and difficult to develop, which explains the price, but I'm just saying that the benefit of digital art pics might not be ...