Misc.

I find myself once again within the confines of a website, one of which my 7th Wall has not graced in a while. I had begun to think he had forgotten me, but then I remember that I occupy at least a small portion of his mind. Not a fully actualized member of his collective consciousness, but on the edges, where most characters exist. I can see myself talking, the text appearing as I speak and write. Existence, multi-dimensionally, is strange when you are aware of the formats you exist in. This le...

When Ignition stepped out of the medical bay, he was greeted by a crowd of wastelanders all enthralled to see him walking. Cheers of "blood talisman" swept around the main floor, like a chant. A chant that was more damning than any of them would ever realize. The stallion did not bear this new scar of that title with any resemblance of pride, but despair and shame. And that flickered on his face now as he began to move through the crowd slowly, painfully. It parted for him of course. And he was ...

"I'm glad we're doing this," Star Stream said. "To make up for last week."  "You didn't enjoy the storm?" asked Royal Gift playfully.  "Not when I'm camping in it," Star retorted.  ...

— Today at 7:16 AM Buster wakes with a start again, though much less dramatic this time. Noticing the absence of their largest member wakes him up fully and he gazes about the room to notice a new open door. He checks on his brothers before curiosity urges him away from the warm pony pile. — Today at 7:20 AM His new mother stirred and mumbled, groggy. "Where do you think you're going?" ...

In most times of my life, I've shown to be somewhat of a poetic person. I have a belief that I always seem to stick by. The things you enjoy your life will always be available for you to experience, but will never last forever. As chapters close in on your life, new chapters are opened. A chapter of my life as ended and I'm soon going to be writing the newest the chapter going forward. And with going forward, comes the decision to leave behind what you've been enjoying. I'm leaving the site ...

hello my bffs my sis is minty sweet and I thank eveyone who ae bff with me

Recently, I’ve been wondering if this whole thing was worth it. This kind of question has been in my head for about 2 years. Maybe this fandom isn’t for me, I mean in real life I can barely have a conversation. So why should I be here? Maybe I just don’t deserve to be in a forum. Why am I telling you all of this? I’m pretty sure nobody (or nopony) would even care if I leave or not, after all I’m just “another user.” All of the pessimistic posts were basically how I feel in real ...

The sun was just drying the dew from the grass when Stormfeather stepped out of her cottage, empty saddlebags in tow. The storm that had enveloped Everfree Forest two nights before and which had introduced her to her first Ponyvillians had come near enough to the town to have brought down some branches and debris around her cottage. She gazed around the clearing. This was the first time she had a chance to get a good look at her new home; she and the other ponies had stayed at the Castle of ...

The sun was not far from setting as the last train of the day lumbered into Ponyville Station. Only a few ponies filtered out when the doors open; the last train is rarely the most popular, and is typically only taken by those who missed their intended earlier ride. One of the last among them was a silver mare, stiff from her journey. She stopped for a moment to consult the Ponyville map. The Equestria Historical Society had lined up accommodation for her outside of town, near a Clock Tower. ...