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//Top Blogger baybee, lessgo December, 2018, Vanhoover. Life has not been kind to Asuka this year. ...

February, 2018, Vanhoover. Ever since they'd moved to Vanhoover, Thursdays had always been band practice days for Attack on Mango. It was the only night where everyone's schedules happened to align, so it was practically mandatory they practice during it. Though, Roy was the only one who really cared about that. Asuka had just finished her last class for the day, and Roy had shown up at her dorm to walk her to practice. Ruby was out of town for the week, so she wouldn't be attending practice ...

8/15/2017, Vanhoover Feedback from an amp slowly goes quiet. The five young adults in the small apartment living room sit in silence, after having just finished the last song of their setlist. The silence is only broken when the lead guitarist reaches up to clutch his mane with both hands. An exasperated growl rises up from his throat as he nearly rips two chunks of his hair out. The first word out of his mouth is quite loud.  "FUCK!" He then begins to pace back and forth in front of the rest...

" The same set of words to end each interview, all with the applicant walking out of the door sniffling and crying like some baby. Enter the next pony in line, wait five minutes, hear the same quote, rinse and repeat. It seemed like the standards to this company were quite high. I mean, it trying to pave the way for Equestria after all. Can you imagine the possibilities that electricity can bring? Pegasi and Earth Ponies can finally use a form of current without the help of unicorns, and unicor...

The cold chilly night would graze on Lightning's fur, her coat blowing along with the wind direction as it was rather windy and dark. She was even shivering some with how dastardly the current conditions are, but she was on a mission, and she was going to see it through. "If this bastard screwed me out on good Intel, then I'm going to kill him." She muttered to herself as she kept her stride, working to a particular alley way. This one was wedged between two unassuming houses, but both of tho...

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...

Two goblin children would flee away from what seemed like several monster hunter. They scampered through the dark trees and fearful monsters within the everfree forest. Deep down inside lied a small abandoned town. The Town of Tears. This unique city has been in near ruin for hundreds of years and only has one citizen. Crone. Crone? Who WAS Crone?  Well, currently he stood picking flowers slowly. He would reach down to grab what seemed like a pretty. As the goblins ran, it would become dark a...

Summer, 2016, Ponyville. Soft, traditional neighpanese music plays over a speaker inside a small, but cozy restaurant. Though it's early in the evening, there is only one patron at the moment. The owner's eldest daughter sits at a table for two, apparently waiting for someone. Asuka takes small sips of the green tea in front of her as she continually checks her phone's clock. 6:09 PM. Roy was supposed to be here 9 minutes ago. She heaves a quiet sigh. He shows up to band stuff stupid earl...

Fall, 2015, Yakushi Residence, Ponyville. "Oooooh! You just look so cute!" Asuka's cheeks flush a deep red as her mother dotes over her. Her usually long, straight mane has been professionally styled. She's wearing a sparkling, light blue dress, and is wearing makeup for the first time in practically her whole life. Of course, Asuka isn't all dolled up just to go to some restaurant or something. No. Tonight was the biggest night of her high school life. It was prom. Something she'd thought ...

After a long day of classes, the night had fallen and the warm streets of the city became cold -far too cold for this one city-. The crowd were walking out the old classroom, the wooden door creaking one last time for the day as it got closed behind the professor. Whispers filled the now deserted hallways of the campus, yet the silence of the night time filled the dull buildings. Only the fridges from the laboratories broke the dead silence. A couple of pegasi walked out the campus through...

8:25 PM, Rouge's Gallery, Canterlot It's been about 10 minutes since the opening act finished, and yet, there was still no sign of the main act. Confusion spreads among the crowd as people begin to wonder where the band they came here to see is. Venue staff have been going on, and off stage for a while now, probably doing some last minute checks, but still no band. At some point, the lights dim to the point where you could hardly see what was on the stage. For a moment, excitement rises, and c...