My Little Pony: Friendship is magic V12: We take your avatar and ship it in all directions
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[QUOTE=Devil Traitor;29977397]You haven't seen my fanfic yet.[/QUOTE]
It was bad, i saw it.
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Very nice!
[quote] It’s an awful cold today for Appleloosa, Braeburn thought to himself. It had been three months since the apple trees had started dying from the drought, but now they were down to Bloomberg to feed the entire town with only 5 days until the Buffalo would do their run their the trail. If there weren’t any pies for the buffalo by then, who knows what would happen? Braeburn put on a scarf and headed back to the town, thinking hard. It had been unusually cold recently, cold enough to snow… but there hadn’t even been a rain storm since Applejack was here. If the buffalo were going to destroy Appleloosa.. No, they wouldn’t, he thought to himself. He was sure the buffalo would be reasonable- this drought was surely having repercussions on them, too. The tribe had actually been quiet since the drought started, he remembered. A little too quiet for comfort- usually a few lone buffalo would come and hang around the salt bar, or they send their calves to the Appleloosa schoolhouse.
As he reached his house, he took some of the loose leaves and twigs that now littered Appleloosa’s streets and made seven balls of foliage. Rolling them through his door, he put them in his fireplace and looked around for his tinderbox. It was the closest thing anypony had to firewood anymore, the dried wood from the apple trees was too hard to cut with an axe without unicorn magic to levitate the axe, which would be fine and dandy if there were any unicorn ponies in Appleloosa.
Suddenly, a loud popping sound came from the fireplace- [i][b]“FUCK”[/b][/i] Braeburn yelped as he got knocked to the floor from the explosion, his mane burnt. He slipped from consciousness and feel into a deep, deep sleep… but when he awoke, it felt like he’d just finished harvesting apples all season by himself. His body hurt all over, he was on a bed in what looked like the inside of the church. A dull light came through the windows, and it felt colder than before when he noticed he had a large amount of his coat missing… Looking, sounding, and feeling like a vengeful ghost pony he let out a moan of agony. Only then did I notice Sheriff Silverstar was standing in the corner. He shouted “He’s awake!” as he slammed the door to the room I was in open. Two white earth ponies, red crosses as their cutie marks, trotted through the doorway with leather bags. The one on the left pulled out a syringe, filling it with a liquid from a bottle the other pony had pulled from her bag. “This will put you back to sleep… When you wake up, your burns should be clean enough to where it won’t hurt anymore. Now hold still.” she said as she put the needle in my leg. “Just count backwards from 10.. 9..8...7..” and with that I passed out.
When I awoke, my body was still a burned mess.. But there was no pain. I looked around the room, seeing it empty. It was dark outside from what I could see out the window. How long was I unconscious? How long was I sedated, for that matter? I continued to question myself as I looked around the room, not daring to leave the bed. I saw the was a bell hanging from the roof from above the bed- Pulling on the chain, I rang it. An orange earth pony with a blonde mane and three red apples on her flank walked through the door, a hat in her mouth. Setting it on the ground, she opened her mouth to speak-”Applejack, what are you doing here?” I asked before she could say anything. My voice sounded different, almost like a frog croaking or firewood crackling. “Braeburn.. Ah got a letter from the Sherriff an’ ah just wanted to make sure you were all right.” she said. I steadily stood up, walking slowly over to her. I put a hoof on her shoulder “It’s going to take helluva lot more to hurt me, cuz’.”.
A few nurses ran checkups on me to make sure it was fine for me to walk around and such. Whenever I would go outside, though, I would wear robes- didn’t want to scare fillies and colts. I didn’t mind this too much, it was getting to be so cold anyways. It was the day after “What exactly caused the explosion? Does anypony know?” I asked Applejack as we sat in the salt bar. “Silverstar said he wasn’t exactly sure, but he reckoned it had something tah do with your fireplace, Braeburn. Silverstar said he found some funny-lookin’ ashes there when he heard the ‘splosion.”. With that, my head hung. That’s right, my house blew up, where was I going to stay? “Cuz’, how long was I knocked out by the explosion? Did Silverstar or one of the Nurses tell you?” I asked, voice trembling. I wasn’t used to my new voice yet.. It was deeper, scarred. “Two days, but they sedated you all day yesterday, so you’ve been out three days.” she said. Crap. Three days. The Buffalo would be here tomorrow. [/quote]
[editline]21st May 2011[/editline]
work in progress
[QUOTE=RainbowDash;29977450]It was bad, i saw it.[/QUOTE]
Than why not make your own? I'm pretty sure you can do better than me.
[QUOTE=Devil Traitor;29977987]Than why not make your own? I'm pretty sure you can do better than me.[/QUOTE]
Nice title.
Is something up with the HQ Avatars or am I just crazy? They all show up as broken links.
Top 5 fanfics?
Avatars seem to be coming back slowly.
Still rough draft, probably going to be 15 pages, it is a fan-fiction about clop fiction entitled "Spike Fiction"
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Spike Fiction
[I]Fluttershy was gazing into her reflection on the mirror, as so many thoughts culminated into her mind. The only sources of light in the room were blossom-scented candles, dimming themselves as her silhouette flickers. She had been in this room so many times, but today it felt like a new enchanted place, similar to the Evergreen Forest, except there is an oasis at the end of the path. All of her picture frames were turned down and anything that reminded her of her younger days were kept away. Angel Bunny and company were gone for the day, by her request. She was alone in her room as she turned away from her mirror. Rarity told her that she would need to be brave for this endeavor, but she was promised a great gain of confidence. Rarity entered the room, carrying a gown she had made for her best friend. Fluttershy knees began to tremble the moment her eyes saw the gown.
“Don’t be afraid, darling” Rarity softly said. “I know you want this”
Fluttershy awaited as Rarity stared at Fluttershy’s slender physique as she brought over the gown. It was silky, and thin, nearly transparent. Fluttershy’s hair was slightly wet from her bath, though it didn’t bother Rarity. She instructed Fluttershy to stay fresh for this significant part of her life. Rarity walked back as she sees the gown on her friend. Fluttershy looked at the mirror and slowly smiled, however her modest nature prohibited her from raising her eyes. Next to her reflection was Rarity’s.
“Now I know Rainbow Dash has been giving you advice on what to do, however, you will not be needing them. This one of those few times in which things will just work out.”
She walked back to take a good look at Fluttershy with the gown. Rarity added only a few things, since she knew her friend’s natural beauty did not need extraneous cosmetics. In fact, this was one of the very few times Rarity kept her work to a minimum. She was surprised that so little was needed to create such beauty.
“You look marvelous”
Fluttershy never looked at herself this way. There were times when she had others tell her what to look like, but for the first time, this was her own intuition, and Rarity knew it. Despite the reluctant behavior of her friend, Rarity knew that Fluttershy was surer of this than anything else in her life. Rarity knew this was a point where she no longer had to tell Fluttershy what to do or help her with her confidence. Rarity was ambivalent, but she couldn’t stop the tear coming down her eye.
“Oh Rarity, it’s OK”
“Don’t worry about me, Darling. You’re going to do fine, I know it.”
And with that, Rarity hugged her friend for the last time that night. She walked out of the room, giving one final glance of her beloved friend. Flutter shy looked at her closed bedroom door from her bed. The stairs began to creak louder by the step. The door opens and a dark silhouette finally forms into a stallion.
Fluttershy smiled away looking down, as her eyes eventually rolled towards the figure in front of her. The candles begin to go out, but not before both silhouettes meet. Fluttershy new the teasing was over. She was on her knees on her bed, as the stallion mounted himself on top of her. Eventually, she felt a great force piercing itself into her. Her heart beat faster, but it was not out of fear. A tear escaped her eye; as she looked back at her partner. She asked, taking a breath before each word, if her stallion could slow down, to nurture this euphoric moment. He slowed down, closing his eyes, caressing her ear with his tongue as he softly said:
“EEEEEEYYYYYUUPP.”[/I]
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Snips and Snails just burst into laughter, finally getting Spike’s attention, as he rushed towards them, grabbing as many scrolls as he can, eventually tearing the last one from Snips’ hooves.
“WHAT DID I TELL YOU GUYS ABOUT TOUCHING MY STUFF?”
Both of the colts eventually stopped, looking at Spike as if he is red-handed of a crime.
“Why didn’t you tell us you write stuff like that? Snails was writing something about Princess Tiara the other day-“
“You guys know exactly why! This is a terrible habit that needs to stop.”
It perhaps began when Spike saw Rarity the day he entered Ponyville. Spike had seen many of Twilight’s associates, but this was the first time he was out of Canterlot. Rarity entered Spike’s mind like no other pony had. She was graceful, and well aware of her beauty. Spike knew from instinct that this was wrong, however, Twilight saw it as cute. Although Spike is at that age where he is aware of his abilities, the oblivious Twilight still refers to him as a “baby dragon.” As much as Spike would like to correct her, her label for him represses the thoughts that conjure in his head. After Rarity, he never saw a pony the same way again. As much as he knew about the severity of bestiality, Spike couldn’t help himself. Every moment he spent with his friends was agonizing for the dark side of him.
“Listen, you guys gotta promise not to speak of this, at all.” Spike was on his knees.
“But we all know you like Rar-“ Spike interrupted Snails.
“That’s innocent to them. But these stories I write…if they even read a page…they will never look at me the same way again…”
Spike is a dragon. If dragons can’t find satisfaction in their desires, they revert to rampage. After the day Spike realized his pony friends don’t normally wear clothes, Spike immediately bathed for seven hours, pleasuring his scales with the warm, moist water as he pleasured himself, which caused a short, temporary water crisis in Ponyville. Spike realized that the only way he can go undetected was by writing it all down, praying that neither Twilight nor Celestia finds out.
“We promise, Spike. Scout’s honor” Snips said.
“Uh, yeah. Cross my hoove, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my-AHH, ey!” Snails’ hoof was stuck in his eye-socket again.
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Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a cold shower. [img]http://emotes.s3.amazonaws.com/mlp/foops.png[/img]
Fixing Page 44.
[QUOTE=Nahyan;29978644]Still rough draft, probably going to be 15 pages, it is a fan-fiction about clop fiction entitled "Spike Fiction"
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a cold shower. [img]http://emotes.s3.amazonaws.com/mlp/foops.png[/img][/QUOTE]
I read two paragraphs.
I feel like I need to scrub myself clean. :smithicide:
had another marathon on synchtube with irl friends, when i though the show couldn't get better
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wip[/QUOTE]
I have no idea what I'm looking at other than its something Twilight Sparkle related.
[QUOTE=Dalndox;29979143]I read two paragraphs.
I feel like I need to scrub myself clean. :smithicide:[/QUOTE]
Lucky for you, its a story within a story. That's right, I went Arabian Nights on you.
[QUOTE=Why485;29979257]I have no idea what I'm looking at other than its something Twilight Sparkle related.[/QUOTE]
shes getting turned into plastic bacon strips
Wth. MLP dolls and stuff are advertised in New Zealand, despite the show not being aired here.
I can never choose to stick with one point of view, but at least I can narrow it down to two: third person limited and first person.
I guess. Plus RBD in the add was just wrong. Her hair was not rainbow coloured. And I suppose the show was made for the toys, not vise versa.
Me and my bf just finished making a new wallpaper. Yay! [url]http://filesmelt.com/dl/dash_of_rainbow.jpg[/url]
Original
[img]http://filesmelt.com/dl/1306016839.bamboomongrel_dash_of_rainbow_.png[/img]
edit: I did not draw the original. I only added some missing tail and wing parts on the left
Awesome, how about a wide res?
[QUOTE=Axiomatic;29979496]Awesome, how about a wide res?[/QUOTE]
Uh, it's 1920x1200
Well, Sethisto decided to feature me for the third time for my Winter Canon Wrap-Up Cover. [img]http://emotes.s3.amazonaws.com/mlp/fyay.png[/img]
Doesn't look it to me. Damn Chrome.
[QUOTE=Axiomatic;29979527]Doesn't look it to me. Damn Chrome.[/QUOTE]
Are you clicking on the wallpaper or only looking at the original..?
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