Lore

(Disclaimer: All characters mentioned are exaggerated actions and views of what my Character views them as, as well as what they think the actions of them would be. This is in no way myself speaking or claiming to know how your character acts or would act. If your characters are mentioned, note that I don't claim to these actions to be Canon nor possible. This is all simple deception and theory to drive a story narrative for my Character) The night is upon me. The sounds of darkness are back to...

Within Canterlot Castle laid a secret chamber. A chamber used for the purpose of performing and discussing secret acts of Arcane Performance. The World of Arcane was never predictable. It was never assumed to be safe. It was always dangerous. No matter if one masters it or is considered an expert in the field. Arcane is always unsafe. The need for caution was always a priority. Therefore, a secret chamber for Arcane Performance was as safe as it could get. And the current acts going on inside th...

I was conscious through it all. I watched the fluorescent lights like mile markers ruin my eyes in a continuous cycle over and over and over and over again… I could hear Gray’s wailing. I was listening to Carmine relay my medical history to some lost looking intern. I also saw Doctor Sawbones and her odd mask… staring down at me from above with a calming smile on her blackened lips. “I will fix you,” she said. “I can fix what is broken. Rest now.” You know how there’s so man...

[br] Time had come to past since your last visit, which that exodus left several questions left unanswered. Yet with your obstinate meddling, you returned. Just as the prior path you walked before was still fresh in the banks of your retrospection, you would only hope that your inquisitive mentality would not vex your guide. A 'click' of hooves scuffled along the cobblestone of the bridge as the Atrium's distance drew near. Course, in your greeting it seemed that the Quilladon was absorbed in a...

————————————————[FOUR YEARS AGO, STYLO APARTMENTS. 2:04 PM]------------------------------------- The shrill voice of the radio host somehow managed to wake me up from my third nap of the day, my whole head felt awful and dry. I didn't hear a single thing she said... it was all muffled. Noise. My focus was on my dry mouth. Like cotton balls clung to the roof of my mouth and the strings dug deep into the cracks of my tongue. I look up at the clock hung above my fri...

6:00 AM, August 7, 2026, Ponyville. Asuka has been up for around 2 hours this morning, and for good reason. Today was the first day of school, and Asuka wanted to make sure everything would be ready for Cyan for his first day of Kindergarten. She's packed his backpack, made his lunch, and checked, and re-checked all of his clothes for any holes, or wrinkles. She can hardly believe it's time for him to start school, even though he'd already been through Pre-K the year prior. The thought causes...

This might end up being more than one blog simply on the area of length. I wanted to express my headcanon for the magic in the show and use in roleplay from my point of view, this is by no means a hard rule that I expect everyone to abide by when they RP with me, but it is the line of thinking that I follow whenever I make a pony who has a basis around magic. On the forefront there inherently are two kinds of magic, active and passive. Passive magic is the type of magic that isn't cast or...

"A shooting at 3423 BonBon View, Rosetta Apartments. Several shots were heard and several people yelling at each other. Caller stating a pony was shot. Unknow weapons. Unknown Suspect." The mare dispatcher stated over the radio air before asking for elements. The day has been filled with a few murders, a couple robberies, and major crashes which made all elements unavailable. Cally could feel that breath suddenly crawling up her legs and back into her body as she pulled into a small closed ti...

Lord Somber: "What is it that you see before you, my dearest apprentice?" These were the words spoken to me by my Master. Lord Somber, the Ruler of the Dark Kingdom and Master of all things Arcane. From first glance, you'd suspect yourself to be meeting the Devil. A large Alicorn with a rather darkened blue complexation. Even darker were his bat like wings and horn, which seemed almost a midnight. The same could go for the horn as well, which was the most upsetting feature, being that it rese...

A full three months. A full three months had passed and yet I'm still finding struggles within my research. Arcane is a complicated center point. The subject itself is unique and vastly unpredictable. Therefore experiments, tests, and theories can so easily be stated as fact or thrown out the window in a matter of minutes. Why is Arcane the way that it is? Why is it so addicting yet so corrupt? Why does it aide powerful magic, yet create a unstable process of spell? Perhaps there isn't a why. Ma...

(Alright let's get this one outta the way. Those who have roleplayed with me may have noticed a... different form of mine. That being the Unleashed Form. And you guys may have wondered where and how it came to be. Look no further than a episode I have never done a typed story on, neither have I published it to the wiki of mine, named The Posessed Stick. As for when this takes place in the timeline of mine? Let's say... a few episodes after Stickman and the Paw Patrol (Debut of Skye) (dont judge ...

Imma just keep it short...I'm tired...I'm exhausted really. I don't see a reason to live on. There's no point anymore. They always say things get better, but shit just gets worse. I attempted suicide already for the first time in years...and I haven't been able to shake it since....Ever since I felt as if I don't belong here. Like I should be alive. Really, I'm just too tired of this world.  I'm tired of the injustice. I'm tired of the betrayal. I'm tired of the evil. I'm tired of the lac...

[/u] There was an unfamiliar tense air filling the interior of the Spring household, in the otherwise pleasant and sunny dawn of a weekend day. A gnarly-looking bandage on the upper half to shoulder of Ephemeria's left leg appeared to be the main contributor to the awful mood. Odd enough, her current frustration and gloom laid particularly on the immobilising part of the injury. Any more than a minute and the pain left her panting and burning up. The admittedly funky and cool metallic crutch p...

The damage was worse this time, and Whiplash had already been dismissed for the night. The sting of her numerous cuts and bruises dulled out any sense of emotional pain at her best friend leaving her to rot in the jail cell of Manehattan’s holding cell. The all-too cold bench of the cell had become somewhat of a comforting embrace over her numerous years ending back up in here – now going on three or four years of this dance. The pain-laced scowl was etched on her strikingly-bright face â...

—————————[MANEHATTAN POLICE STATION. PRECINCT #5. 2:53 PM.]------------------------ We arrive at a familiar scene. Familiar to me, at least. I hear the clatter of the moving gate, the comments from the others in their cells. We go past the hallway, down to the room where I see my supposed client in with two other ponies. A mare and a stallion. I recognize the mare immediately, Chief Xenon. Despite her odd name, she’s very plain looking. Dirty blond mane all tied up in a neat...

(Since it's the 10th anniversary of my series, let's start with the first adventure that started this all, coincidentally called The First Adventure. This will be the first of many special lore-related blogs that relate to the first original series. There will be special blogs relating to key moments in all 4 series that relate to the history of my series, as well as show off what makes my series so special. THIS way should help clear confusing things up. Think of it like an origin story that wa...

An excited Icy Creation squeals with delight. Bringing her wing up to her face, she manages an at a professional tone. "Right, log start, dimensional transition experiment day..." A pause as she looks over to a nearby calendar, "Day seven hundred and sixty-two. Give or take ten." Instant doubt, "Give or take twenty, maybe. Day it's-been-a-long-time. But, but! I got a match! The light, it was beeping! BEEPING!" A squeal of excitement, and then a cough of redirection. "Anyway, I figured I should...

Hello, everyone! I'm sure you're all curious if I had scrapped content from all 4 series that I've done. Well... *Pulls out big idea journal* I sure do! I'm not gonna go into every detail, but know that there have been 3 journals worth of scrapped ideas for the 4 main series, yes, including the reboot. I'm gonna go into the more interesting ones to save my fingers some room. Here we go! By the way, to save my fingers even more, I'll title each of the 4 series as such in chronological order: Orig...

And here I come to you guys with another info blog. This time, I'm doing a dive into the powerful Team Attacks. What exactly are Team Attacks, you may be asking? Well. Team Attacks require at least two people that combines their strengths and powers to unleash a mighty attack on their foes. In this case, every Team attack requires Stickman for activation. Let's go through each one, starting with the famous one: Stickman and Jewel: All Together- With their bond unshattered, Stickman and Jewel ...

Blood is thicker than water. The full quote reads, “the blood of the coven is thicker than the water of the womb” and is rather misrepresented. In this case, however, the shortened version is the more apt choice. This is the case of Winter Rose, better known as Blind Faith, whose loyalty is swayed in the passing of a strong breeze. She longs to be better than she is, yet falls short of every opportunity that might make it so. At this moment in time, her fickle nature has lead her to a high...