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"Regardless of if you accept or not, we're gonna take back the number one spot either way!" The words linger in the air of Attack on Mango's living room. Silence falls over the band's four members, and their housemate. While Deena appears mildly curious, Ruby's face goes serious. The other three, however, show little reaction. "So." Ruby begins, her voice a low growl. "They want to challenge us huh?" To this, Nar offers a shrug. "It was gonna happen eventually." Juno nods in agreement, f...

Within Vanhoover's "Cliff Face" rock club, hundreds of eager club goers stand in near complete darkness. A camera crew stands near the back of the crowd, broadcasting to Vanhoover's local Entertainment TV station/streaming channel. Cliff Face is the premier rock club in the city, and only one band is worthy to grace it's stage. Darkness is illuminated by a sudden gout of flame. The flame slowly grows to engulf the entirety of the backdrop of the stage. 5 silhouettes stand with the flame behi...

There are three ways/ interpretations that i like to play as Flam, sort of correlating with a general time in his life.  1. being the more canon version, a sort of pathetic cheat, who is very perceptive and persuasive in what he does. Cowardly, and is willing to cheat you out of something for a bit of profit. This usually takes place before twilights coronation, and a little bit after, and in my opinion is the funnest version of him 2. Walt disney/ Robert house. An innovator and idealist, ...

 Zerathur can hear them downstairs. The clattering of kitchen utensils being washed by the automata; The chatter of daughter and mother as Spore and Astria idle by the fireplace; Erian hammering away at some new wacky invention down in the basement. An unchanging reality, a long awaited and well deserved dream come true. Everything he wished for, the return of all he once loved and the life that was robbed from his very grasp.  He reaches upwards with his mind, his consciousness slips through...

A dank, moldy smell permeates the stone halls of a dungeon, long since forgotten. Darkness surrounds from all sides, held off only by the light of torches, moving through the dark passages. The only sounds heard in this dungeon beyond the roar of flaming torches, are footsteps, and armor clanking. Four brave adventurers delve deeper, and deeper into this dungeon. They seek an ancient text. One which could be used to destroy the evil that plagues this land. At their head walks a female barbar...

Crone would hold up a shard of his sword up to his face. "A foolish Equestrian. Watch as I will do your kind a favor and putting your down." The eyes around them would stop moving and would stare intently.  The Executioner would laugh at his claim. "As if I'd lose to a bunch of monsters! Look at him! Emboldened! My... How utterly brave you are." She would laugh as several "solar" guards. These people are being fraudulent!  It was true that she was stronger now but it was time to put a stop...

Ashes fell from above, painted the ground in a layer charcoal. Electra slowly stood, her head pounding as the sounds of the world were muted under loud ringing. She opened her eyes, looking about at the destruction that had be wrought. Many ponies lay around her. Some hurt, others beyond recognition, and she felt the burning sensation of sickness welling up in her throat. Swallowing hard, the grey unicorn held her head up and let out scream she couldn't even hear; hell, she could barely feel it...

With Makabe and his family settled in, it was finally time for Dusty to get back to being a ranger. Well, after he gives his new friend, Dusk Patrolman Misty Steps, a tour of Appaloosa. The two men walk through the small town with the sun high in the sky. Mid-afternoon in Appaloosa could get pretty hot, but none of the townsfolk going about their business seemed to mind. Mist on the other hand, looked as though he might drop dead of heat stroke at any moment. "Told yah. Shouldn't'a put o...