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Storm of Feelings - ReturnStorm of Feelings - Return7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The task was done…
The creature that was lurking in the sewers of Marehime was no more. I was on the way *home* constantly trying to avoid the main street; even if I knew that nopony would be outside during that late time. The stain of the sewers followed me like it would be a fellow companion, while I was walking through the alleys that did not smell any better. Pain spread all over my body, paying the tribute of the flask I have used before the fight.
My sight started to get worse but gladly my *home* was not far away. With the remaining power that was still in my weaken body I entered the wealthy building that was outstanding others
Life Without Death. (Poem)Life Without Death. (Poem)5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Life without death is a curse,
Death without a life is a crime.
Either one quick song or a never ending verse.
Luna, the princess of the night,
Will forever live on past each life,
To rule over darkness but never see the light.
Then there's the ruler of the day,
The all mighty Celestia, to which we pray.
The only one who has seen both the black and the white, but never the grey.
We can never understand their pain,
or do what would be right.
For every life they rule, will one day die in vain.
They've lived this long,
neither to die.
They put on a straight face in our presence to make us feel strong.
But we'll never unde
The Price of Generosity- DRAFTThe Price of Generosity- DRAFT2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Price of Generosity- DRAFT
Darkness was all around her. She would hardly be able to make out her front hooves, only catching the slightest outline of their shadowy form, and that was when they were placed directly in front of her eyes. Her room felt small, the walls expanding around her as she pulled the blankets further up her body so the fabric brushed lightly under her chin. But the snugness didn’t scare her quite as much, for at the moment she wasn’t alone.
Sitting in a small chair beside her was Spike. His claw was gently resting on her hoof as he sang at a low voice.
“Some days feel like the rain will never stop
'Happy Hearth's Warming Eve, Squirt'- DRAFT'Happy Hearth's Warming Eve, Squirt'- DRAFT6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Author's Note: This is a draft,so if there is anything you like or dislike, please let me know in the comments. The more feedback the better. Thanks :)
"A family is a little world created by love."
- Unknown
"Happy Hearth's Warming Eve, Squirt"
The streets of Ponyville were empty, life gone off to celebrate the holiday. The air was chilled, indigo sky so dark even the most dim stars stood out like giant fireflies. The sides of the street were lined with a thin layer of snow. It was an unusually snow-less Hearth's Warming Eve. Still brisk in the air, yet too warm for snow to remain un-melted for too long.
Scootaloo slowly trotted down the
Twilight vs. Oral HygieneTwilight vs. Oral Hygiene6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twilight vs. Oral Hygiene
The sun was high on the bright and cheerful day in Ponyville. Well, cheerful for most.
Twilight Sparkle stood inside the town's library, a very aggravated look on her face. Her hoof tapped against the ground in irritation, her eyes boring holes into a burly unicorn stallion that stood in front of her. He had a clipboard floating in front of his face as a levitating pen scribbled notes. A small emblem on his saddlebag read "Ponyville Plumbing Services".
"Right, so that's all of it." said the stallion, finishing what he was writing before floating the pen into his saddle-bag. But the scowl on Twilight's face remaine
Part One: There and Back AgainPart One: There and Back Again2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was mid-morning when the zebra mare trotted into Ponyville.
Her appearance was striking, even compared to the citizens of the town with their brightly-colored coats and manes: the zebra's coat was a very light grey with black stripes on her legs, tail and mohawk-like mane. A large jagged pattern of black ran down her spine and halfway down her barrel, dark grey sun-like whorls were set upon her flanks and her muzzle was squared off as opposed to having the dainty rounding of most mares.
A series of golden rings encircled her neck from her collarbone to her jaw and another similar set were worn in the middle of her left forel
Be Careful What You Wish For... (PART I)Be Careful What You Wish For... (PART I)6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Trixie woke up for the fourth time that night. Sitting up and lifting a cracked mirror up to her face, she wondered why she even bothered anymore.
It isn't like anypony cares...
Groggily lifting herself out of bed, onto the rickety floor, she plodded over to the creaky door and slowly pushed it open, letting the crisp night air toy with her untidy mane. After standing in the doorway for a moment, Trixie abandoned all thoughts of attempting to get more sleep and walked towards a nearby tree.
Behind her, a few hills over, was a small village, covered in that blanket of darkness just after midnight that seemed so tangible. On all other sides
Under the Clouds a New WorldUnder the Clouds a New World1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
THE CUTIE MARK POEMS
– Ponies with Amorphis [Click here for the accompanying song] Under the Clouds a New World
All my life I had been weak on my wings
Helpless fly, unable to hold my own
All my life I had feared falling off the clouds
Scared I fell into world below my own
Ne'er before
Had I seen the green world
Boundless beauty it offered
Under sun
I saw wonders born of earth
Miracles of nature's work
On the ground I had been once scared to see
Thrived the world full of colors, light and life
All my life I had been weak on my wings
On the ground I am not afraid to fall
On the sky
Vaults of heaven gave me
Wings to f
Poem You make me feel so happyPoem You make me feel so happy7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I remember all the good times we had
But now you say you love me
It makes me feel so glad.
Your fiery eye's they excite me
Your rainbow mane delights me.
To hide this feeling is becoming a chore
Each day I love you more and more.
I want you here in my arms
Where I can protect you from harm.
My love for you shall forever last
Oh how I adore you Rainbow Dash!
Down Manehattan8-10 Years AgoDown Manehattan2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Caramel was running through the street in his neighborhood in Manehattan not paying attention to where he was going. The young colt was having too much fun tossing his ball into the air and bouncing it off of his nose to notice, and he certainly did not notice when he ran right into a filly. A filly he would meet again years later.
"Whoa," yelped the orange filly.
"Oh I'm sorry," Caramel said quickly forgetting his ball being worried for the filly he ran into. He knelt over and helped her back to her hooves. When he saw her, he was stunned by how pretty she was. Her hair was a bit exaggerated but she had the most beautifu
SparkmuzzleSparkmuzzle7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The shadowy alicorn landed in front of the steaming cave by the base of the volcano. Her wings folded against her side as she trotted closer, being careful not to slip on the mud and slick stones beneath her hooves. The air was filled with the stink of sulphur and the bubbling sound of pools of mud as they boiled in the oppressively hot and humid air. Taking as deep a breath as she dared of the stinking miasma she was surrounded by, she shouted into the cave as loudly as her prodigious voice would allow.
"Come forth Ille Qui Gubernat Monte Ignis- 'He Who Governs The Mountain's Fire!' I would sp
Time Traveling Kids of the Mane Six! Ch. 10Time Traveling Kids of the Mane Six! Ch. 108 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
CHAPTER 10: Cutie Mark Criss-cross (First draft. Final version in the works)
Bucky's eyesight remained blurry as he looked around, desperately hoping to find something or somepony who could help him. He was in a room of some sort, but felt too nauseous to tell whose it was. His chest heaved with difficulty with each gasp of air becoming more shallow than the last while something clung tightly on his throat. His hoof grasped his neck to feel his Cutie Mark Crusader's cape. He had forgotten that he had put it on, but now it was choking him. Grasping at the knot, he tore it off, flooding oxygen into his lungs. He coughed loudly and painfully
MLP: My Views for FluttershyMLP: My Views for Fluttershy10 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Next we come to my second favorite pony, Fluttershy. All right, even though Rainbow Dash is my top favorite pony, Fluttershy is more of a pony I can relate to. Before I get into it, I have to say that Fluttershy too has been getting some hate. Not so much like Rainbow, but quite a few bronies have accused Fluttershy of being overrated. I honestly have to say I am getting fed up with the overrated thing. But let's move on.
Fluttershy has this thing that you can't really dislike her. I mean she is so sweet, shy, and always kind. When it comes down to it, I find it rather surprising whenever someone says they don't like Fluttershy. However, lik
Discorded Chocolate MilkDiscorded Chocolate Milk7 months ago in Profiles More Like This
DISCORD CHOCOLATE MILK
WITH
COTTON CANDY
VIDEO--->http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZzjrHlsFts&feature=g-upl
2 TO 3 TEASPOONS OF CHOCOLATE COCO POWDER OR CHOCOLATE SYRUP
1 1/3 CUP OF MILK (16 OUNCES OR SO)
COLD WHIP CREAM OR REDDI WHIP OF ANY FLAVOR
COTTON CANDY(PREFERABLY PINK)
Long straws
Take the coco mix or syrup and stir it into the milk until fully blended and dissolved. Let chill in the fridge for about 30 to 60 minutes.
Fill the glass with the milk leaving 2 to three inches from the rim (top
It's Okay to be a BronyIt's Okay to be a Brony8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's Okay to be a Brony
There are plenty of reasons why a guy would want to hide the fact that he is a brony. But one should not have to hide who they are because of what others will think. I came to this realization about a month ago. I am tired of hiding who I am, I'm a brony dammit, and proud of it!
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The breath left my body as the fist drove hard into my stomach. My eyes crossed as I took a blow to the face. Now on my knees, I lifted my arms up in an attempt to shield myself from the brutal beating. I would have called for help, but they followed me from school. Why do people get bullied for being different or liking something t
total drama spiesChapter 1total drama spies9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
zoey was a average teen. well, for the most part until it came to her "secret". you see zoey's parents were spies. witch made her one. she could not tell anyone she thought that she would never be normal and she would never have any friends witch made her a loner. she had access to anything top secret witch was pretty cool.i was hanging out in my "lab" one day and something popped up on my screen it read IMPORTANT MESSAGE.i was going to call my mom but then i remembered that she was out with my dad.so i decided to accept it i saw a face it was B he was the master plan to take down heather "is reachell there" i heard a voice say. "u
this is my goodbye (zoke)Zoey turned over on her uncomfortable little camp bed and wiped the tears from her eyes, everybody else was alseep,including scott, the soulless little creep zoey couldn't belive that he had just used mike's MPD against him and then then just chucked him away like a tatty old rag doll, and then still had a clear head to sleep!, Zoey chocked up remembering that she hadn't even got to say goodbye. She looked across the cabin at joe who was like the rest alseep and fineally peacefull, Zoey sighed and picked up her dressing gown and went to stand outsidethis is my goodbye (zoke)1 year ago in Settings More Like This
"Mike" she half-whispered looking up at the stars not knowing how to finish her sentence she
Un mal dia Parecía ser un mal día, no sólo porque el cielo estaba gris y el salvaje viento septentrional golpeaba la ciudad, también porque, de alguna manera, las crines y colas de todos estaban, como, vivas. No era algo malo, porque, funcionaban para todo. La melena de Rarity podía incluso diseñar y hacer vestidos. Twilight usó su cola para organizar su biblioteca sin ayuda de Spike. Incluso Rainbow Dash intentó usar la suya como una hélice que impulsase su velocidad. Todos estaban felices con sus nuevos "asistentes", servían como si estuvieran siendo manejadas por la mente de cada uno. Pero, laUn mal dia1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mi cigarroMi cigarro1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Mi cigarro
Del humo de mi cigarro
puedo ver mis problemas flotar
hasta al cielo van subiendo
y el viento los va desvaneciendo.
Problemas pasados
problemas futuros
todos ellos van subiendo
con el grís humo de mi cigarro.
Grises torturas pasadas
negros tormentos futuros
solo el humo de mi tabaco
puede ayudarme a olvidarlos.
Consumidos yacen en el suelo
los restos de mis problemas
que lástima que solo sea temporal
mi corta solución a mis sufrimientos.
Solo basta un cigarro encendido
para olvidar esos problemas que
lentamente me consumen
como un cigarro encendido.
Equestria Vanishing Chapter 4Equestria Vanishing Chapter 41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Twilight hadn't been happy, leaving Ponyville behind in the morning light. The presence of newly stationed Royal Guard in the town had eased her mind as to its safety, and she knew Spike would be safer in the library… But she didn't like it. Watching the hamlet grow ever smaller behind her, she couldn't help but run over the events of the morning in her mind as Rarity and Fluttershy spoke quietly beside her.
The guards had come with two gold encrusted royal chariots, ready to fly the Elements to Canterlot swiftly. From these had come the seven royal guards who'd made short work of inspecting the town and beginning defensive preparations
MLP:FiM S3E4 One Bad Apple ReviewMLP:FiM S3E4 One Bad Apple Review6 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Season 3 Episode 4 "One Bad Apple" Review
This episode was great, and you should all totally go watch it right now. See ya next time!
... Alright, alright, you can get blood from this turnip. Lemme explain.
SPOILER WARNING! READ NO FURTHER IF YOU HAVE YET TO SEE THE EPISODE IN QUESTION!
Now, this is so far my favourite episode this season, and mainly because it actually shows the harsh reality of bullying and how it can really affect children. I speak from my own tortured experience when I say that I know the mind of a bully inside and out, because I was horribly bullied throughout middle school. It was
EvilShire: The Birth of LastbreathEvilShire: The Birth of Lastbreath7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"My curse comes to me every day. I lie dieing in my own blood, torn by the decision between death and the devil. If I lose the will to fight, I rather die and let all this torment go away. If I stand and fight, then Sombra gives me no choice than to follow his evil rights. I chose to fight because I'm not the pony to lose hope so quickly, even if it all went to Hell."
Darkshire said to herself sorrowfully, but unshaken.
"Sombra made me his special project to defeat the mare of El Sol. I can't fight the will to NOT do the deed. This thing inside me it grows more and more, getting stronger by each moment. Oh Celestia, Luna, some-pony any-pon
Bridled Fury: INTERMISSION"Name please."Bridled Fury: INTERMISSION5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kratos blinked, staring up at the infinite whiteness. It went on forever, on all sides. It was far beyond all reckoning, nothingness going on forever and ever and... "Wha…"
"Name, please."
The Spartan turned. Before him was some sort of glowing sphere of energy the size of his fist, floating at a table of some sort with a paper and pen.
"…Kratos," he said uncertainly.
"Occupation?"
"What is the meaning of this?" Kratos asked, teeth grit.
"Sir, please answer the questionnaire, or I'm afraid we'll have to postpone your appointment." The sphere was unmoving, unchanging in its tone of voice.
"Appointment?! What appoint-" K
Sta.sh
