synkyd

seriously, why? it makes me want to make an aubergine farmer oc!

are you an aubergine wizard? what the buck? I cant use Aubergine? why?

ah, firefly. that was a show. "burn the earth, bury the sea, but ypu cant take the sky from me..."

Calypso rubbed his nose, still smiling. She didnt want to look like celestia, or.luna, or mare-do-well, she wanted taste, fashion, beauty! Calypso began to work in a flurry of activity, sissors and various implements flying in and out, braid this, tie that- And then he was done. Calypso stepped back, marveling at his job. The back of her mane was curled.glamerously, but practically. his main focus, however, was the front. Every single hair was perfectly alligned, each one having a purpose, all streaming downwards in an organized fashion. her bangs were cut to an inch-Except the very sides, leaving two amazing strips of mane to box in her face, bringing details like her straight nose and wonderfully big blue eyes out. "You wanted to be a pretty ponyy? I bet no colt will keep his eyes off you now!" Calypso cheerfully states, not keeping in mind the little filly shyness.

allowing (plz do crying plz crying...)

Calypso took his hoof back, pursing his lips as he thought of the major steps needed nefore he can do what he does best:STYLE! After seveal moments of intense thought, Calypso clipped his hoof against the floor and raised it to his breast, smiling at his plan. "Well, Nebula, first we need to clean you up!" Calypso eagerly says, pushing her to a nearby chair and forcing her up onto it. Nebulas mane was dumped into a small sink of cool water, special fitted for mares who needed an expert clean up. Calypso began appling numerous hair products, rinsing and washing her hair, filling the air with a plesant smell of fruits and oils. The treatment left Nebulas hair a stunning black that slightly shimmered, but Calypso wasnt done yet. "so, how exactly do you want your new mane? elegant? playful? maybe rebellios, show your mum and pop whose in charge of you!"

the skyrym main theme

DID YOU/???

flavored

"Whoa!" The mane stylest exclaimed a loud after hearing the squeak. Calypso twisted around, and, seeing a face planted filly, trotted over, levated up her bags, and lent a helping hoof to pull her up.His coat was blue, a light blue that drawed attention in a crowd for its shine. "Young filly, you simply must be careful! a lady such as yourself must be gracefull and attracive with every movement! but, what to do about that mane..." Calypso ran a hoof through her mane, mumbling words like "widows peak" and "waxy, yet free..."

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Welcome to our happy little comunity, vanilla! Im glad you have come to terms of twilights greatnes!

bananas

How tough am I? HOW TOUGH AM I? I read cupcakes. so? AND I WANTED MORE!!! (maybe this is more how disturbed you are )

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The sun rose on Canterlot, a burning ring of amber pulled from the ground by Princess Celestia, the moon tucked away by Princess Luna. Stores began to open, humbly showing their wares. Well, for the little building that carried a huge magicly lit sign of Shockblast, humilty did not exsist. inside of the building, as seen throgh the large windows was 4 chairs lined up, a table with a vulgar amount of mane care supplies and one large mirror opposing each one. A warmly smiling unicorn with a spiked mane of red and green darted around, checking and rechecking fans and sissors. a small sign next to the doors says open, inviting one and all inside.

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Molestia

this theory didnt work as effectivly as iwanted it to.... but its still odd to note the abundance of 3 sylable names.... wair, did I just waste several days to tell everypony that celestia is more powerful than luna? *facehoof*

Fracases

Fracases

GREEN MAGIC??? thats the worst kind... on a more serious note, wasnt snalles magic yellow?

.... her last name is lula moon? didnt know that, but what do ponies mostly call her? trixie.

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yes, but how often is pink refrered to by full name? I took the most used name, so cadence would be closer. oh, TGAP in TGAP trixie is showname.