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The realm of the Blighted fleshed god, a horrid abomination that only existed to to the deepest and darkest desires of the mind. The origional 9 Paladins of the lost marched unto his realm, many both weaker and stronger had tried but their very spirit was crushed by the weight of this hellish plane. The abominations set forth unto Nocturne called this hell home, and only darker things lurked behind the thin barrier. It was easy to lose ones way, but even easier to lose ones mind as the darkn...
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by on January 14, 2021
[] Feathers. Pegasus ponies had feathers. Changeligns had insect-like wings that'd buzz as they flapped. Thestrals, on the other hoof, had webbed wings...almost like dragons. A leathery flesh that connected to each "finger" and the wing's "forearm" together. Unlike pegasus wings, a thestral pony's wing was much easier to damage. No, not from the webbing itself being weak (it is very much strong), but from how they heal. When torn, the webbing will not heal quickly, and can only heal under in...
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by on January 14, 2021
When the cold of the new dark winters grasp held the lands like talons of a bird of prey, the tribes did come together. The weary warriors banded together, silence mostly accommodated the march towards the center. The land in which the came to was known formerly as the Kings Heart. Previously a vast and endless monument to the civilization in which only existed a few moon cycles prior. T'was then, that the ritual was conducted. The various leaders of each tribe brought to the center an offer...
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by on January 13, 2021
The War of Rats waged for what seemed like eternity. Those within the realm not only battling themselves and inner desire, but the armies of the fleshed god. The 9 tribe's of the old way, the true followers of Norturne sought to bring peace to the many people of Nocturnem. Origionally they were viewed as cultists, and outdated religious worship and such. They often found themselves in prisons and hard labour camps in the days of light. But in this era they were known to be the flickering end o...
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by on January 13, 2021
Upon the events of last light, life as it was known was stretched to the far outter banks and mountains of Nocturnem. Though the night shielded those who still drew breath from the spite of the fleshed one, the peace would not be long. For soon, the chosen of the fallen god would leech the life from the very core of the planet. These times were transcribed from old tongue, into the more modern language of Nocturnem. Translation was hard due to the fact most of the origional language was destr...
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by on January 7, 2021
All Winter Unicorns have pale or pastel coats, two toned split manes, heterochromia, curved horns, Long fur on their legs, fangs, multicolored tongues, and tails that can be compared to Kirin tails as being similar. Different tribes have slight variations in horns and tails but that's about it. It's rare to have a dark coat, both eyes being the same volor , or a single or tri-color mane unless said pony is not fully a Winter Unicorn. As it's seen as bad luck to have a dark coat and is just no...
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by on January 6, 2021
Hey guys! You guys may be wondering what the differences is between the main cast and their movie/series/game counterparts. Well, im here to help! Let's start with the best bird around, Jewel. In the movie, she's ferocious and wants only one goal: freedom. In my series, she's pretty much the same, except she's already free and is still ferocious. In the movie, she cares only for herself and only cares about Blu about midway through Rio. She cares about her family in Rio 2. In my series,...
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by on January 3, 2021
//This is a story that explores a sort of alternate future I had in mind for Asuka. One that I ended up scrapping since it would effectively retire her prematurely. So I've decided to write it as an alternate future story. A young stallion steps off of a rickety old bus in the middle of the Frozen North. Despite his heavy coat the young man can't help but shiver after hearing the crunch of the compacted snow below. His eyes focus on the mountain ahead. A mountain so tall that it pokes above...
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by on December 29, 2020
Rarely did Ephee ever feel the need to vent instead of sulking over a source of frustration until she naturally moved on by the end of the day. It was nothing serious, but enough for her to consult her venerable listener: Pocket. An ashy gray kitten who probably just enjoyed the social attention if not lazing around. Pocket sat by the corner of the desk, molding into his special self-claimed blanket with a curious stare at a pony who had plenty of things to share while resting her head close by...
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by on December 29, 2020
"And that should conclude the class for today, not a lot more to learn about the simple acronyms. The test's tomorrow, as y'all probably know by now, but if you paid enough attention to your High Khalani classes, there's really no reason to spend the night awake studying more. Oh, and don't send me questions at two AM, I'm not going to respond... Looking straight at you, Yenn." One by one, the students made their way out of the small park. A colorful bunch of immigrants, they were, all of the...
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by on December 28, 2020
When an old mare claimed to put a curse on Gray after he refused to give up food for a fortune everyone just thought she was crazy. Sure, magic was real, but she wasn't even a unicorn. How was she going to curse Gray without magic? "Uh. Guys?" Nar's voice cuts through the current conversation between Gray, Asuka, and Carmine. They all stop to listen. Asuka feels the car begin to slow down before it comes to a complete stop. Nar then finishes his statement. "We're out of gas." Everyone is qu...
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by on December 24, 2020
“Run.” Leaf was frozen in place, wings halfway unfurled and heart pounding. In front of her, stood a pony, brown in coat and wearing camouflage jacket and a hat. A bright orange vest let other hunters know it was him. She heard gunshots. He turned his head to face her again, a wing holding his shotgun aimed in front of him. His expression twisted to one of almost horror. “Leaf! I said RUN!” She seemed to almost snap out of her daze, yellow eyes staring at him with concern, “But what abo...
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