Kumaphin

That's odd, I seem to have the last post again.

Sorry about that last post, apparently I wasn't on the newest page...

Sorry about that last post, apparently I wasn't on the newest page...

Angie Cakes, tomorrow at school I'm gonna follow you around yelling that song. Just wanted you to know ahead of time.

Damn right we can! GO TEAM BRONY!

Fawkes' avater shuffles to any song you want, that's why it's a winner. To bad he drank that mercury I left out.

That's the exact reason I want to get closer.

Why are you angry!? It's one of the densest liquids in the universe?! What's not to love about mercury?!

NO! I put that mercury in there for the express reason that he would drink it and die!

My problem is that I don't really know how to transition from that into the actual big chunk of the story, without it sounding like a diary.

I dare say that this case is getting completely out of hand! You can just throw objections around willy-nilly! How dare you!

What'd I say!?!?!?!

Hello brony-friends! I've been working on a pony story, but I'm doing it a little different than I usually do stuff. I've been writing in the third-person for a long time now, but I'm trying out first person this time.The problem is that I'm not really sure how to progress the story along, and I'm having a lot of trouble getting character description in. Can anyone give me a hand or some tips with this? My first attempt at an intro/character description: [spoiler] It’s been a few years now since I moved from Ponyville to Manehattan. Most of my family and friends question my choice to move from quiet Ponyville to the busy life of Manehattan. The truth is that I hate the busy life. I hate the fact that when I come home my fur is matted down and black instead of a its usual brown; I hate the fact that my mane and tale look like the muddy waters in the Everfree Forest, instead of the it’s natural blue, and I’m pretty sure my horn is much more brittle than it used to be, not very appealing to other colts. Sometimes I go back to Ponyville to see what I’m missing, and of course it’s wonderful. I love the scenery, the shops, and even the Winter Wrap-Up. And then it happens, I have to see my family again. I come from a large and ancient family of unicorns who make a living by writing spell books. I’m the fifth child out of seven, with three brothers and four sisters. There an unfortunately conservative family, who feel that the ancient ways are far superior to the new, not only in magic, but in what you do. I can’t stand them. I remember the first time I brought home my first colt-friend; he ran out of the house crying after just two hours and never came back. That’s why I put up with all the rush of Manehattan, so I don’t have to be around my family. It’s not like I don’t love them, I just can’t stand being around them. [/spoiler]

Stop talking about games my lack of an xbox and ps3 prevent me from playing!

That's true, but pearls before swine or something like that.

Even if your friends don't like your brony-ness it's okay. You're among friends here.

Are they dead?

What's this I hear about fruit punch? I know a great recipe! A little bit of fruit, and a whole lotta punch!

It's supposed to be "pizazz", as in: I added some pizazz to my party so everypony would love it.

Fishcakes

"Having to manually clean up winter? That's @#$%ing stupid!"

Sorry about that, quoted the wrong person.