Beauty and the Prince - Part ICoolEmoticon said the following:Beauty and the Prince - Part I1 week ago in Short Stories
Napoleon had left his home, and began making his way towards the alleyway in which the Shepherd had met the beautiful husky, Maroon. He had made a promise to meet her today, and he intended to keep it. He was a dog of his word, after all! Not to mention... he wanted to meet her again. She wasn't just a beauty - whom he wouldn't mind staring at all day - but she was also fun to converse with! He loved discussing things with her so much, as she saw things similar to himself.
The German began to think about all the dogs he had the pleasure of meeting in this town... Especially Aslan and Marcy. Aslan was a marvelous friend to him, and even though the two only met once, he felt closer to the stray than he had any other! As for Marcy... The beautiful, shy, clumsy Coydog who had stole his breathe away every time he saw her... He sighed; he wished to speak to her, ask her to become his, so he could make sure she stays out of trouble... But she was fragile, and
I won't leave.....my knightI won't leave.....my knight5 days ago in Short Stories
Napoleon played by CoolEmoticon and Marcy played by drawingquirky
-drawingquirky said the following-
Marcy yawned opening her eyes softly blinking to awake slowly, it was almost near afternoon as she didn't move her head from Napoleon. She couldn't believe someone could deicate there time to her she saw no entire point. Marcy had a random flash of memories where everyone would walk by her cage back at the pound with no care. She sighed she had a brother back in the kennel she grew saddened maybe he's dead. Than again no one seemed to care for her except her brother and mother. Her mother disappeared along with her brother after she was 'adopted'. She remembered the last time she returned home she was slapped and she ran away again. Marcy notice perhaps that was why everyone saw her as helpless. Being pushed around by everyone , she gave a sigh, she was because she was too kind hearted to attack any living soul. Not even abusive
The Napoleons Chapter OneThe Napoleons: The Confessions And Revelations Of the Greatest Mafia FamilyThe Napoleons Chapter One5 days ago in Drama
'Welcome, dear reader. First of all, I'd like to thank you for taking the time to read my memoirs. And at such an agreeable price. Almost like you haven't paid a bit for it...
The stories of which you are about to read are true. The ponies mentioned in here are as real as you and I. You won't find any ponies' names being changed to "protect the innocent" or any names being left out, except in the case of which I had forgotten them. Which was bound to happen. Give me a break, some of these events happened a long time ago.
However, before we begin, I must tell you that, in spite of this book's title, what you are about to read isn't a confession or an admittance of guilt, and that we have already received amnesty for any crimes, be they robberies, destruction of property, terrorism, and especially murders that are portrayed here. That said, any attempt to charge myself, my brothers, our wives, and our c
The Napoleons Chapter Two'Back for more, I see? I imagine you needed a moment to collect your thoughts after the tragedy of the last chapter. If you are brave enough, let us continue, with what followed after that terrible night, in a chapter I like to call...'The Napoleons Chapter Two3 days ago in Drama
Chapter Two: The Rise Of Grimoire
'The funeral took place a few days later. All our friends and allies were in attendance. Even our Changeling friend, Wizel, who actually looked quite spry back then... But I digress.'
The funeral of Anarchy Napoleon took place on a very cloudy day (Clyde had called in some favors at the weather department, wanting the day to match everypony's mood). The attendees numbered in the dozens, all wishing to pay their last respects to Anarchy.
The minister (an old friend of Clyde's) stepped forward to give the eulogy.
"We are gathered here today to mourn the passing of a wonderful young stallion." He said solemnly. "Anarchy was a bright, friendly, talented colt, who touched the lives of everypony here. I t
Robin Hood and the GuardNightMagican said the following:Robin Hood and the Guard5 days ago in Plot Outlines & Synopses
Another day, another battle for surviving. Jayden could feel the chills going down his spine as the cold wind hit his fur after he had walked out his den under the small house in Nome. His stomach was growling from a day without any food.
Jayden walked down the streets and sniffed the air as humans came back from fishing. With a quick run and jump he managed to steal one of the fish and trotted away with his catch.
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Napoleon grunted as he dropped from the porch of his home. His stomach still hurt from the instance with the mongrel that dared harass Maroon. Bastard. He winced whenever he stepped, as his stitches shifted every time he moved. The pain pulled him from his vengeful thoughts, straying him from his morbid plans he had in mind for the Rottweiler... Tyrant, was it? Who cares, he was irrelevant to Napoleon.
The shepherd sighed as he made his way through the busy streets of Nome. He noticed some men return from thei
The Napoleons Chapter Three'Ah, back again, I see? After the maudlin seriousness of the last couple of chapters, let's bring things down for a moment.'The Napoleons Chapter Three1 day ago in Drama
'Here's a little-known fact about our family: every few years, we would go on a trip down to a location of our choosing for spring break, usually somewhere exotic, and they usually turned out to be the best days of our lives. Why, during my first spring break as a young teen, Anarchy and I travelled to Kenyolk, where I lost my virginity to Zebra twins. Then there was my trip to Fetland, where I met a lovely Reindeer gal who was very... creative in the use of her antlers. Ah, those were the days...'
'Of course, the first trip we took after Anarchy's death (over ten years after, in fact), to a degree, was nothing like the ones that came before. First off, it was Caboose's first spring break, and I had to strong-hoof my brothers into allowing him to win the straw drawing game that would take us to the Palomino Canals. As hard as I tried, I was unable to enjoy it
ACU-Napoleon/Arno-Cycle拿破仑从帐篷里出来的时候猫着腰，单手扶住三角军帽。北非沙漠地带的风很厉害，军队不得不在搭建帐篷时把高度降低再降低，远远地看过去就像一头卧在沙堆里的骆驼。一个人影轮廓突兀地出现在视野中，比夜色看上去更为黑暗。法兰西第一帝国的皇帝陛下第一反应是紧张的，在ACU-Napoleon/Arno-Cycle1 month ago in General Fiction
Napoleon boneapart was set backcan i get some more, of that from you, can you give me.... watterloo.Napoleon boneapart was set back1 month ago in Free Verse
another set back, who would have knew, i can't tell you what to do.
if it was a fight, i want to lose, and if it was a song, I'll sing the blues.
Can you just give me waterloo can you give me water loo
i can't tell youwhat to do give me give me water loo. If you can i'd know what to do
1815 your team my team. play me win me wake me from a dream.
belguim too. who knew he would loose.
1815 your team my team play me wake me lose me in a dream
so much time to find a way to pass. so many places with much much greener grass.
was set back.
napoleon napoleon, defeated like that.
and we say 1815 your team my team play me playme meet me in his dream. Napoleon, Naploleon, was set back.
The Ending of a Beautiful RelationshipCoolEmoticon said the following:The Ending of a Beautiful Relationship4 hours ago in Plot Outlines & Synopses
Napoleon had been in la la land for the past few days. Then again, why shouldn't he be? The girl of his dreams was now his, and he couldn't ask for more! He could feel himself trotting merrily towards the small den that Marcy had showed him not too far back. He had been told by her yesterday to meet her there today, at this time - morning. She simply told him that she had a lot on her mind, and she really needed to get something off of her chest. Napoleon attempted to pry, but she said nothing more, only turned and walked off. Maybe it was about her owner?... Napoleon swore, if he found out the bastard family of hers was abusing her!... No. No need to get so bustled up about it. He would find out once he got there.
It didn't take long for the shepherd to find his way, the small, covered den within sight. He could feel his smile widening tremendously as he went from a mere trot, to a full on sprint. He needed to see her, and now! He entered the den witho
The Dreaded Russian WinterDeep chill,The Dreaded Russian Winter1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
FreewayEver since mankind was eking a life out of a cave, the idea of special places has been respected. The veneration of a location because of its energy is universal. Throughout history, throughout the rise and fall of every empire on the earth, venerated spots continue to exist. No government, no technological achievement, no cultural movement can touch such places.Freeway1 day ago in Short Stories
The place I find that makes me the most content is a certain small, wooden prayer chapel. There are small stained glass windows fitted in the thick walls. The pews are narrow and close together. Some of the only light comes from a small glass circle, plugged into the wall above a table with a crucifix. In that circle is Christ praying in the garden. That circle always has a lamp behind it so that it can always be illuminated. The rest comes from a green tiffany lamp on a desk by the door. On that desk is a prayer book, and next to that desk is a bookshelf full of more prayer books. The oldest of these inked tomes is from