Topic: oc

This story was written when I was about 15 over the course of 4-5 days. Since then there's been story rewrites, timeline upsets, Sway getting married to an OC instead of a mane 6, character redesigns, and Chiller Sway (ponysona) used to have my real name. Not much of this reflects kindly on the current Chiller Sway due to all the changes to his character over the years, but I really wanted to share it with all you random strangers. And a forewarning, this story is over 10,000 words long. How ...

Trish really dislikes his useless feeling. The longer his teammates are gone with him hearing nothing, the more the feeling builds, and they've been gone quite a bit of time on their separate assignments...which has left him restlessly productive. Part of him had considered taking a trip to Rusty's house to visit his family, force himself to relax for a day. But like all changelings, his family emotionally perceptive, and they'd know he was bothered all day...there would be no rest for anyone...

Trish groans loudly as, for the third time this week, the wifi goes out. He's only been able to afford the cheapest service for the little moving fort he'd enchanted, he didn't have more for anything else. Which is not good, he'd been in the middle of researching possible cures for vampirism, since his books had worn him out. Of course this takes some serious research since half the articles are made-up or fanfiction-level solutions. It's sad. But it's now sadder cause he can't do anything at al...

Abby's doing something she hasn't bothered to do in quite a while-meditating. She doesn't like doing it for a variety of reasons. Chiefly among them is it's hard to get a moment alone, another is that there's not often a lot of places, and yet another is that more often than not there's too much emotional turmoil bubbling below the surface for her to even meditate properly. However, she's made it a point to do it tonight, she needs to try to get herself under control. She can feel her desire to...

Hey guys. Everdash here. I've decided to start writing a story exclusively for . It's a story about how I came to Canterlot and all my adventures after meeting some cool characters. But I'm looking for OC's that are willing to join me. Thanks goes out to Lavender Wish, who is a good friend and gave me this idea for the story via the role play we're doing together. Hope you get to see this message sweetie. You're the best friend a pony could ever have. :smiley:

Dendrite does a huge yawn as she pulls herself out of her sleep. She doesn't know what time it is, or care, really, but she had one of those sleeps so good she doesn't even know what year it is, let alone what she was doing when she fell asleep... ...although the white mare with a rainbow mane next to her quickly explains what she had been doing, as Dendrite flattens her ears. Oh. That...was unexpected? Now she remembers. Her and Persona had fallen asleep talking about their different powers....

Some days are shitty.  Thass what they say at least.  S'posed t' kinda say that some days aren't.  ...

Persona sighs as she pushes her door open to her room, moving slowly inside. She'd been trotting around the castle with Snowy again-even being a bit jovial. The stallion was cute, even if she wouldn't admit she found him cute often. He wasn't terrible. And she was also baffled he didn't outright hate her. He really should. After what she did. But he doesn't. She rather appreciates that really... What she doesn't appreciate at the moment is this castle. It seems oppressive. Sepulchral. Melanch...

It had been five hours. Five hourse since Trish had been locked up in royal dungeons. Under guard. He'd been under the impression that he was a rather trusted individual on the royal grounds given his presence there during his mother's time as an ambassador to the princes, and moreover, as a rather esteemed physician and researcher...so this was quite odd to him. The only questioning he had recieved was immediately as he was arrested. They had asked him if he had recently accessed the forbidd...

Solaire just nods his head. He remembers the priest telling him this before. It's like deja vu. Except...he is certain the priest that trained him only ever told him this once. This wasn't something the old man had repeated. Why was he being told again? He rubs his neck as he turns, looking at the reflective mirror beside the purifying basin-to help the user look into their own soul and identify impurities-there's a human face staring back at him. Soft, pale skin, hair bleached from magical s...

Trish is in panic mode. Of course he's in panic mode. He'd tried to contact the other order members via chatterstone the moment they had released him from holding and given him his things back. He'd been gone two days, they needed to know why-he was sure some of them would have been looking for him already. But no one was responding. That's impossible. There was no way Solaire and Sin both were not at their stones. And the ONLY way that the system could go down is if the main stone node at th...