alien :D
Pencil Pusher
Male.
Lives in Manehattan,
Equestria.
Born on June 6, 1976
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Roleplay Availability
Maybe
About Me
this character is really mean typically, but the person who plays him isn't mean and has a hard time being mean HHHHHHHHH-
Roleplay Type
Narrative
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Nitroxus Soulspins Pencil Pusher
*Nitroxus spun his tail like it was a propeller and floated over the pony. He landed on the ground by the pony with a smile. He soon passed them a large gift.* Happy Birthday!
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I love making transparent PNGs and having little stickers to make scenes with :’) Chelsea Hooves Pencil Pusher
“Does anyone want to hear me sing No One Mourns the Wicked?” Pink asked through her tears and smudged face paint.
“No, Pink.” Pencil Pusher replied with a grimace.
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Her lips curled in to a small amused smile, her Hooves tapping together with glee. "Woooh!"
*Nitroxus climbed down a tree and looked around to the pony. He soon smiled to them. He then passed a large gift over to them.* Happy Birthday!
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*Nitroxus rode on the back of a large tortoise that was making its way toward the pony. He soon smiled to them. He then passed a large gift over to them.* Happy Birthday!
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*Nitroxus rode on a magical playing piano and it flew itself to the pony. He smiled once he was near the pony and climbed off the piano. He then passed them a large gift.* Happy Birthday!
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*Nitroxus would roll on the ground like a ball toward the pony. He soon smiled to them. He then passed a large gift over to them.* Happy Birthday!
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Cynbel approaches Pencil with flowers in his mouth. The second he was within the workaholic's radius, his heart melted... those horrible, baggy red eyes... his shrimpy stature... he was so, so irresis... View More
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Slouched over his desk, was the gray (alien) pony. The only light in the room was his desk lamp, being pointed towards the piles of paperwork he was going over. Holding his hoof up against his cheek, his eyes were starting to glaze over.
Hearing the approaching hoofsteps, he immediately bolted upw... View More
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There were noticeable signs of relief on Cynbel's tired muzzle. Above all, he was thankful that Pencil hadn't heard his horrible attempt at a pick up line. "Nothing, I... was just wondering what you're doing," the alchemist would say through a soft clearing of his throat.
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Watching the movements of the other stallion like a hawk, he narrowed his eyes slightly with immediate suspicion. He still had his doubts about this guy, though he did with any male in his client's life. Sitting back down again in his leather spinny chair, his glowing amber eyes looked Cynbel up and... View More
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A devious smirk grew on Cynbel's lips. Even though he was hopelessly awful at reading another's signals, even he was able to see that Pencil was looking over him! Being the perfect specimen Cynbel claimed to be, he knew that Pencil must like what he saw.
"Oh, no, nothing of the sort. I do have som... View More
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