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I swear, if these tornadoes dont stop dropping...urgh. Second one to fly through my district within the week. Second time without power, second time with property damage, no injuries this time though.

Depending on how well the writer can pull it off it may or may not work. Heart of a Dragon remains one of my favorite romance fics. Its a fic thats actually two stories. Spike x Rarity and Spike x Celestia. IE there was a point in the story were spike faced that choice and the author wrote out both story branches. I though I supported Spike and Rarity, but I found myself on team Spike x Celestia.

Must contain comments.... Dont, want.warning.points.

Now back to reading ponyfall: onward valiant crusaders

All good I guess. Ps merry christmas to you all.

Im sorry, the situation just really didnt require anything from any of my ocs...i really couldve posted something.

Pfft. chp 2 of my fic Death Becomes her is written like H.P. Lovecraft according to that sight. And Episode 1 of my fic Coded is in Arthur Clarke's style

I swear, if I see foal Applejack one mo 'gin, my chest is going to explode.

For the record I'll state it here. This episode pretty much solidifies my theory of there being a song ever other episode this season. By the end of S3 one of the Royal Sisters will sing (I'm calling it, so that when it happens I can say "I said it!").

Sweet Taffy nodded in agreement with the wise wolf's words. Though she knew much of the history, he filled in the space that she would have rather left at the back of her mind. Even if it was true, the thought of discarding your own foal just turned the mare's. Ultimate betrayal, to bear a life and then feed it to the cycle of death willingly...It made her shudder. She had been betrayed by family and no matter what she did, the feeling never seemed to leave her. Anger started to well up in her chest, but she kept it in check. As much as she wanted to try and strike the empress down here and now, she knew that it was a death wish. Plus it might not even be true. She gritted her teeth as thoughts of her deceased father flooded her mind. Eisar's laughter brought her out of her past. [colour=#daa520]"No need for apologies, I may be young, but I recognize the importance of knowledge. Thank you for sharing."[/colour] She shook her head and looked at the floor before looking at Eisar again. [colour=#daa520]"Honesty...Compassion, Let's hope it is enough to fight back madness. I sense troubling times ahead of us, something I can't place my hooves on, but my instincts have yet to stir me wrong."[/colour] There was a fire in her eyes. A look of power and predation, but also of concern. Two Baraki cut through the crowd and came before the Empress. Sweet Taffy could barely make out any sounds over the noise of the other nobles around her. She could the swear she heard the words Moonrise and Starborn Clan. The company of the Empress was beginning to get quite interesting. Right after the two newcomers had greeted the Empress, the doors to the Diamond Hall opened again. The pony that trotted in was no noble like the rest, not he was a warrior and his attire made it very apparent. [colour=#daa520]"It seems that this day has brought some unique visitors to Ashen Gate."[/colour]

Same here

I enjoyed the episode for all the right reasons. I also found an unnatural amount of laughter in the fact that fruit bat was pretty much the first animal pun that they played straight.

I have a bad(or good) habit of asking questions in rps that lead to exposition dumps.

Honestly idk what happened. Thread has either been dead for a while or time has been dragging on.

Anyone reading 'Zester Apple Flambe'? Spike x Apple Bloom fic. Where AB gets pregnant by spike. Currently shes still pregnant and there working througb it. Geez its a good fic. Just so slow to update. I find that I started reading for the cover art, but stayed because the story holds up.

The pegasus had forgotten how long she'd been staring at the prince. The unicorn wasn't doing anything of note, but he could at any moment take action. If he spoke to somepony she wanted to know to whom, if he ate, she wanted to know what it was, and he moved, she wanted to know what muscles were used. All of this would help formulate just what kind of stallion the Prince of Ravens was. Though it did strike her as odd that he was a unicorn. She knew the general disposition towards wielders of the corrupt energies, and was quite surprised that he sat there not being harassed by other ponies who might have 'words' against such blatant bias treatment. Her eyes shifted to the mass of armor between Rubyn and the Empress. Ponies maybe fickle, but they aren't always stupid. Nopony would dare say anything with Black Knight so near. All of this pondering left her frozen, her gaze locked on the prince as her mind ran through the myriad of sensory information. Yet she did not her his approach. "...I've heard that the foal is good-looking, but I didn't think I would find one of his admirers here... I am called Eisar. You are...?" Sweet Taffy mentally cringed. [colour=#daa520]how could I caught off guard by some lowly pon- [/colour]She thought as she turned to meet her company. The being that her eyes met was anything but lowly. Once the name registered, what she saw made sense...Eisar, High Seat of Xing'hai. Baraki. The peaceful predators.She'd have to watch herself, the wolf's wisdom and perception far outmatched hers. Hopefully he was there only for a little small talk, but she'd have to tread lightly. [colour=#daa520]"An admirer, no. For now I'm no more than a curious mare."[/colour] She said retaining her analytic gaze. Her silver eyes softened and she looked up to the great wolf, too much focus on the prince would prove suspicious. She gave him a warm smile and bowed lightly. "Charmed to meet you Eisar, I am Sweet Taffy." She thought about her options at this point, she could push for information but how. Suddenly an idea struck her. [colour=#daa520]"You thought I admired him, did you? I rarely keep to one place for very long, and In my travels I have heard barely anything about him, no impressive exploits, just that he exists." [/colour][colour=#000000]The line had been cast, now she could only hope that her question would seem like something that a house mare maneuvering the Los'Dimar 'board' would say.[/colour]

Pulls up old piece from his gallery. Pretty much how I imagined him if it were a guy.

Seems to be a trend. Also. No electricity, tonights forcast...30 degrees. Fun. *Spins finger in the air above his head*

Eh, well make it. Just angry. I know the stores wont refund this stuff because of the damage and that sucks.

Well its been like 5 hours. Back at house now, no electricity. No windows, really tired bled a decent amount so I need to eat something. But electric stove so yeah. No microwave, which basically leaves me sitting on the living room floor eat spaghetti os out a can. Everyones christmas presents are ruined. Ill live, extremely pissed but ill live. If I didnt come on here and vent id probably be punching holes in the walls.

Wakes up because something is strange. Hears rumbling. Looks out window. Tornado touches down down the street. Windows explode. I have 32 stitches... I am not having a good day.

Within the Diamond Hall Nothing she had said to gain entrance was a lie, but nothing she said was quite the truth either. Her affiliation with House Varsai was real, after all she was the child of General Honor Bound who hailed from that house. She was born in Ashen Gate and she was a mare, at least at the time when they asked. The hassling at the gates was a little bit more than usual, but she expected as much today. The Empress would be out and surrounded by a lot of individuals so they had to keep their defenses tight, lest they look incompetent in the face of an incident. Luckily she wasn't here for that purpose; The Nightchildren had heard of the new Prince of Ravens, but they knew next to nothing about him, observation and intelligence gathering was all they wanted from her this time. The mare fit in perfectly with the crowd, her pristine taupe coat, silver eyes and light beige mane complemented her bright red and gold silk kimono perfectly in a way that drew positive attention instead of eyes of suspicion. She floated elegantly across the floor, carried by graceful hooves. Sweet Taffy socialized with the many other High Bloods as she maneuvered the crowd, idle little mare to mare chats, saucy flirts with the stallions, and a few drinks from the servants were all pleasurable, but the fact that they were no more than a means to an end soured the experience for her. Eventually after a little positioning, the mare got a good look up at the throne. There she was in all her glory, the Empress Tulipia Dragoran. Sweet Taffy snorted. Totally uninterested in the mare. To her side stood Black Knight. Taffy scowled, should something need to be done, he would make things much harder than they needed to be. Finally, in the other throne sat the Empresses son and he was a unicorn. The mare smirked at this interesting piece of information, but other than that he looked rather uninspiring. She decided to continue watching the prince for the time being.

maybe, maybe not...the situation seems...hmm delicate.

I wonder...