ToothpasteThy

Toothy is a ring ghost who's out of work since videotapes fell into disuse. He's been hung up on across the phone because people assume he's a telemarketer or prank caller, so he talks to people on forums. He also had to get another job and now he only has three days to spook you.

Or, you know, maybe it's almost my first Canterlot Anniversary >.>

Anniversary! Will you have a party? With boos? I bet you'd wraith the roof. That's sure to lift your spirits. :I

I try~

Seriously though, tell me your Twitter or something xP

Don't have a Twitter, sowwee~

I'm an easily distracted human being that can go from studying math to looking at CollegeHumour videos.

CollegeHumor? Naw, Olan Rogers is the way to go.

I say that, and yet I haven't watched one of their videos in months.

Have you tried clicking Source when you edit your signature, and chopping it out from there?

U make me feel so dumb ~

Ha :-I you have been thoroughly japed by the great Eventide.

Ooh, I'm good at banging my head against things! I once broke a piece of plywood with my forehead!

Wow, that's amazing! o -o

achievement get: headache

I couldn't walk in a straight line for the next 24 hours, but... I dunno why I did that, actually.

Double check your notification settings. They probably need to be reset after all the resetting. Click save several times.

I do not know what to do with this information...

wow

Hooray \o/

Dear Toothpaste Thy;

Princess Celestia is currently... not available as she ate a lot of cake last night, even though I recommended her not to do it.
In any case, I am glad you had learned that and please, send me your address so we can send a team of specialized ponies to deal with the spider accordingly, by killing it with fire. We suggest you get ready to move to a new house as the only way to deal with it correctly is by burning your house to the ground, so say goodbye to your house while you can.

~Princess Luna


(I honestly don't know why this came up to my mind after reading your status update x3)

Dear ToothpasteThy;

Please don't listen to my Sister. I am quite available despite my cake problem.

Contrary to popular belief, spiders are friends, and should not be subjected to death of any kind. Your aforementioned spider has probably found a new home beneath your pillow, where she is laying thousands of eggs at this very moment. I hope you enjoy your new friends!

~ Princess Celestia

I'm going to die ;~;

Seriously though, spiders are great as long as they are not invading my personal space or property. And if it does lay eggs and whatever... meh. First Nations people lived in tepees. Why should I fret?

So I guess spiders can be in my home, but only under my conditions. Breaking my rules warranties a squashing, or peaceful removal depending on my mood and the seriousness of the trespass.

Also, Prince, my landlord would be most displeased if I burned her house down over a spider. Besides, upon further research I have learned that it is a type of hobo spider and is probably just looking for a place to stay  : P

It's also been over a month since my profile has been viewed. rip me 

_{Hey! I said that already! Anyone know a lawyer? I intend to sue! Sue I say!}

You can be one if you shout objection really loud 

Scoots will always live on in the about section of my page 

Wow it's so much shorter~!

It's good to rake out outdated bits and unimportant stuff every now and then. Maybe one day I'll venture as far as to have a regular sized bio-- and maybe I'll even move it out of the interests section~ 

can i be apart of the rp

As of now I have not chosen someone to do it with. I probably won't until I finish the whole world :U

So for now, nopony can be a part of it xD

kk

when did that start, anyway?

Apple Bloom called Scootaloo a chicken in an early FiM episode and it stuck. Also chickens can't fly.

oh. forgot

Keep this up, and you'll just drag endless community rep point from me. xD

Now I will spend the rest of my night pondering a hypothetical world where the mini, fluffy pigs rule all.

It's a dark and cold night. Toothpaste Thy sits at his bedroom, staring at the computer screen.

It happens. Another "ping".

'When, when will it go? What does it want?' he thinks. it is the same mammal, every time. Tired, he gives a cheerful response. But he needs escape. The Guinea pig follows him everywhere, finds alt accounts and posts funny pictures and witty humor in third person. It's becoming serious. he goes to a therapist, talking about what it says. now his therapist also requires therapy. So tired, he turns the flickering screen off and sits in his bed. 

Tap tap tap.

He turns to his window, and sees a pig looking at him, clad in armor. He says nothing, in silent horror. It is them. The pig speaks to him, smiling.

'You have been watched. It has begun.'

And that is how the human race fell to stalking, adorable rodents.