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You were saved?

Innocent... is a term you can't possibly comprehend...

Until your dog is viciously ripped limb from limb by a band of roaming orange juice cartons...

The sins of the father, Tyler.

The sins of the father.

No, you can't blame the actions of one (or many) on another, it just isn't fair!

It is like blaming New Mexico for whatever Old Mexico did, or blaming today's America for the American civil war.

Korok's avatar reminded me of something.

I want to time travel, being able to (try to) fix my mistakes would be kind of fun. Or trauma inducing, whatever your cup of tea is.

The screams of the grandfather clock are keeping me awake.

Did you or did you not stab an innocent orange juice carton with your bendy straw?

SUDDENLY.

Mayor hate.

Well duh!

Celestia is gone, right?

Now I know how Noe feels

You were gone?

Why did nopony destroy Fluttershy during the absence?

Also that's strange-looking milk...or is it juice?

Do you really thing that Angie would be emotionally able to post milk being murdered?

She might go insane or something.

Fawkes had to have his bendy straw...

So... Anyone up for PC L4D2?

Lyra + 1

Soarin - 5

Powerup Lyra x 2.

(I am neutral about Celestia)

I know, you can't rush brilliance. I've got other rps that need my attention too.

Why?

Peggly where do you live?

Sunflower Fields, Silver.

So does that make Twilight Sparkle a baker? Or the Cakes scientists?

So...

Anyone up for laser tag?

-hops into thread out of nowhere-

EXCELSIOR

Excalibur!

Where?

Thankies XD

Powerup Lyra X 2

-6 Soarin.

Can I just have the current score? I'm too lazy to look back.

I prefer the rainbow dash/Applejack reactions to hugs, thanks

what happens if my sister doesnt fit that definition? what is she?

She is a roommate that happens to have the same parents as you.

Aah, Canadians.

Have you seen the northern lights, Angie?

you must not have been. cuz i dont love pinkie pie.

Can I please have some tea, Pegly?

Aria! Why did you hop on this demonic bandwagon?

Vengeance watched and guarded the unconscious Pegasus from the survivors, already killing four that believed they could attack while Silver was asleep.

The fields were something of beauty, but Vengeance didn't care. He only remained to find out if he could help Silver get his memories back. Perhaps he would find a memory or two about the Madmen, or better, his Goddess.

Silver slept soundly, and Vengeance was thrown into a shard of what had to be his creator's life.

He was small and weak, like his maker was, and he was standing in front of... something.

"So Fawkes," The Creator started in a curious tone. "Why did you want me to see the tome of history, again?"

And just like that, Vengeance was back in the real world, staring at a wide-eyed Silver Swirl.

"So that was Fawkes..." He muttered to himself.