SonicRainboomGirl

I think....I think I wont be able to get this theory out of my head. It's very probable, and it makes a lot of sense. But grief is a feeling I know well, and I like to imagine that the ponies...the ponies are safe from grief. They're safe from horrible pain like that. In the past two years three friends of mine have died. It's the worst feeling in the world. You wake up every morning and you think about them. In whatever you do you think about them. They can't avoid Twilight's memory, they would have to face it every single day. She changed Ponyville forever, she had the world on her shoulders. She an exceptional pony with a life ahead of her. This has been an extremely disturbing little train of thought for me However, I'll enjoy reading the fanfictions for this. They'll definitely be amazing

Well, here's my list! BEST PONIES 1. Scootaloo 2. Octavia 3. Big Macintosh 4. Twist 5. Jeffrey Letrotski 6. Vinyl Scratch 7. Derpy Hooves 8. Rainbow Dash 9. Sweetie Belle 10. Berry Punch 11. Rarity 12. 80s Cheerilee 13. Lightning Dust

Bebe's heart fluttered. Sterling had just called her down-to-earth and admirable! The stallion was eyeing her in a way she had only seen in movies. She smiled at him then, admiring him just as much as he admired her. She also found his statement about not knowing what his cutie mark means quite fascinating. Bebe didn't even know that was possible. However, if it really was a luck cutie mark, Bebe had struck gold. She too was very lucky, and she had been lucky that morning when she entered the coffee shop. "It really is a beautiful park. Hoofington is very beautiful, that much I'll need to admit, but the ponies there are an awfully odd mix. Here in Canterlot I dont' stick out like a sore hoof. At least, when I do it's in all the right ways."

Split Pins nodded and pointed towards a little notecard that was there to track a player's score. Split had already written his name down sloppily and there was definitely room for another player beneath his signature. [colour=#008080]"Go ahead. But let me clarify something with you, if I may. I'm not Mr. Pins. I'm The Dude. So that's what you call me. That, or His Dudeness…Duder…or El Duderino, if, you know, you're not into the whole brevity thing."[/colour] Split Pins lifted his scorecard up for Bo to see, and sure enough it read[colour=#008080] The Dude[/colour].

Supermodel Bebe LeStrange and actress Miss Understudy quietly sat in a small staff room together listening to others speak. Bebe LeStrange was bored out of her mind, looking over her beautifully manicured hooves in disdain. Missy, however, was absolutely fascinated. She would be able to teach foals the amazing craft of acting! She could inspire them, show them the arts, and open their fresh young eyes! Bebe sighed and turned to Missy, rolling her eyes. "This is taking forever." She groaned, absolutely impatient. She wanted to get a good look at all the little campers before she had to teach them later. To Bebe, appearances were everything. To Bebe, acting wasn't art. It wasn't soulful or important, you were just feeding the eyes of people. She wanted to pick out a few ugly kids to pawn off to Missy so that she could teach the cute kids some valuable life lessons. [colour=#000080]"Really? It is?"[/colour] Missy asked, smiling back at her new companion. The two mares had been recruited, and met on the train over. Bebe was from Canterlot, Missy was from Manehattan. Bebe was famous and internationally irrististable. Missy could hardly get a job anywhere. Bebe was confident and fierce. Missy had trouble getting past her social anxiety. Bebe was flirty and fun. Missy was serious and always felt nauseous talking to stallions. Still, the two mares could feel something inside their hearts beginning to warm up. The two were going to be close friends for a very, very long time.

They'll be related in cause

QuickLime, your blog is amazing.

I think I'll have my little troupe of cast characters drop by together with an agenda. I've got a good one in mind, too!

Here's a little picture that's been floating around and it has some good points about creating a pony OC. If your OC leans more to the right, they may not be too fun for interaction or playing in general! I figured it would be a good thing to share.

Split Pins, who was half asleep, looked over at his new compadre and smiled. He noticed that this new stallion had picked out some pretty colourful bowling shoes, and Split liked that. Showed guts. The ball, too, was very colourful. Split Pins was reminded suddenly of an old lady-friend who loved to paint. Grinning, he greeted the pony calmly. [colour=#008080]"Hey, man. Yeah, I'm here by myself. Are you, like, waitin' on someone or something?"[/colour]

All fixed! Hopefully it's good to go now.

Wow, you weren't kidding. Folks have been banned already :!: I mean, I was certain you were serious in the first place of course, but woah. Heads up, art thiefs. Beware Canterlot administration's firm grip of the google search engine!

Ah, those are definitely some excellent points. I'll fix this thing up quickly!

When I'm up to post, go ahead and send me a PM. I'll get right on it, but only when it's time.

Awesome job, Steele! Another excellent character for you to roleplay

I personally like the mystery behind Scootaloo's origins. Leaving it open to interpretation leaves more fandom creativity open.

I'd glady give it a read! Let me get home first though.

Bebe laughed nervously, thinking about what a nasty little spoiled brat she had been as a foal and filly. Her parents were so willing to bend to every whim, and she was mean to everyone still. She never faced hardship or discipline, unlike Sterling. Sterling was such a kind, honorable stallion. Bebe couldn't believe that she was so terribly selfish and horrible to everyone at a young age. She'd learned, mostly. "Well, it's a bit of a terrible story. You have to understand that I was a terribly awful, juvenile little brat. I regret it all now, of course. I grew up in Hoofington to two very rich parents who spoiled me completely silly. Honestly, too much. I never really got along with my peers, I liked dressing up and wearing lots of makeup. I thought they were all awfully rough-and-tumble. My fashionable, classy attitude seemed to garner a lot of attention. On school picture day I took this stunning portrait and was offered a modelling contract. I earned my cutie mark that way. However, this silly cutie mark got me a lot of unwanted attention." Bebe shook her head and sighed, remembering how colts had continually asked her for unwanted favors and treated her horribly. A kiss cutie mark? That was far too suggestive to be any good. "Anyways, I moved to Canterlot when I was a bit older and I basically became a huge socialite. I got known, I got a contract, and things escalated. I became a top model in not too much time, and I'm quite glad." Bebe took in her surroundings a bit more. The pleasant music, the lovely smells of the park, and warm sunshine making her tingle and stretch. The tall mare yawned with a high squeak and laid down. What a beautiful day, what a beautiful picnic.

I just watched Se7en for the 2nd time in my life. Luckily I had a hand to hold this time and I only cried a little bit! It's so scary and grotesque, but it's so good!

Hi there! I found this game, it's quite good and a lot of fun. Of course, it's a pony game. A very well done pony game too! I was wondering if I could suggest it for Canterlot's game page. Here's a link... http://www.dolldivine.com/mlp-fim-pegasus-creator.php