Friendship Letters

//This blog is here to help my new storyline to get started. It's a long one so if you plan on reading it i suggest getting some snacks and a drink. 7:45 AM, Vanhoover's industrial district, old Mintford Company Masonry plant, 3rd floor office. 6 stallions stand in the dusty, old office of the long abandoned masonry plant. Two stallions stand across from each other across a table. One wears casual (mostly yellow) street clothes. The other wears an immaculate suit and tie with an expensive...

Bright sky, few clouds, warm breeze. It's a perfect day in Canterlot, it's near the weekend so the streets are filled with ponies enjoying the day. The sound of the crowds, noble ponies and the like, patrolling guards it's as busy as can be expected. The two stallions sit across from each other at a table outside the cafe meant for outdoor dining. The inside was quite loud and busy, but it's a bit less so for a reason and Prince Liath chose this place for a reason. He ran into his brother and ar...

At this point, I'm forcing it on you, but here's part... Err... 7? Part 7 of storytime. IN BLOG FORM!!! So... Last night I was partaking in [SUBSTANCE REDACTED] at our OC's leaving party (Officer in Command, not the RP OC meaning :P) and I was reminded by some of the lads of some of the mad shit we used to get up to. Like back when we used to proper insult each other. I mean when I say insults it was fucking brutal. One guy once left the Mess crying and never came back to the Army again, that...

1. There /are/ albino (all white) and melanic (all black) sirens out there. But they are very rare. You'd be lucky to see even /one/ of the two in your entire life. 2. Albino Sirens tend to be more powerful and dangerous than any others. While the Melanic Sirens are the complete opposite. They are weaker then all the others, some of the Melanics are even born mute. Pretty much completely useless to the old fashioned Sirens 3. There are many different types of Sirens, from Whale Sirens, Dol...

Tonight was Solaris' turn to guard the Artemis Bow, having placed it in a small, hidden room with only one way in or out. There was just enough room for himself, the bow and maybe one other creature. Solaris sat across from the bow, his eyes closed as he meditated. Well, attempted to meditate, anyways. His body language showed that he was exhausted and the way his face looked made it seem like he was in slight pain. The room was eerily silent, not even an echo traveled down the tunnel that lead ...

Hello, everyone. You may be wondering what's with the title... Well, I'll cut right to the chase. For two weeks now, i had been working on a project. A big group RP. A second swarmling war, that anybody could take part in and influence. I spent two weeks of time building it up. Making lore. Getting people exited. It's only just now that there are several things I didn't account for. Organizational and time frame things. ...

You won't remember me. "Of course I will!" You say that today. "I won't be the friend that walks away!" ...

Welcome to Ambients cannon progression, where it's finally time I laid some of the ground work for a much bigger project in Ambients life. It's time for some canon posting for a while, as I must now do character development. There are 3 possible timelines that can happen. All of it is based on how everyone.. Yes everyone interacts with her for the next few posts depending on how most deal with it. Example: 60% kill someone. That's majority so that will happen ect. . What are these timelin...

So this is the stowy of how and feww in wuv! Daww, dis stowy tuk puace in a wocal cawffee shopp wiphin PonEvile!~ Dat swilly edgy Demmy Whoovsies wuz sitting awl awone... It waws pho sad! :'( :sob::sob::crying_cat_face: But wuikily Smowy Mawsh did ceed the sad edgie wed pownie and wawnted to do somephing abwout it. :scream::sunglasses::fire: "Hewwo", she say ver nicewy. But Demwonic ackted wike "HUMPH" and wooked away (・`ω´・) Bu Swow wnew Dwemmy weawy wanted a frien! :D Se taked a sea...

So... Storytime.... Part 4, blog post version. Forgot to upload the other day. Oops. Right, so... Another instance where for all intents and purposes, literally... I should be fucking dead, and the world must suffer my continued existence. On ops again. We'd been doing some recon, and I was hit by some debris. Not that bad, aye? Went down, concussion, some bangs and bruises, thankfully not really worse for wear. I was just unconscious, lazy cunt that I am. ...

"Well, I am not sure how to even go about addressing this. Do I even have to justify myself? Is the purpose of my letter just to try and explain what has been going on? Though I have not been much for writing or academics, perhaps I will feel some ease putting my feelings to paper." "From a young age, I always assumed that once you were married, that was it. Concepts such as divorce were genuinely foreign to me before I moved to Ponyville, those years ago. My parents were always..together. Th...