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TotalEcplise

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  1. Thanks for giving me a few specifics. A little better I hope.
  2. Dreaded first post, it's always so hard for me to make a first post...I'm trying though.
  3. Ah snap, it's getting started again. Looks like I need to come back to life.
  4. Sitting in Western Civ. my playin dungeon defends during lecture so the professor takes my phone, and im like. "WAIT LET ME PUT IT ON SILENT!" 15 mins later my phone starts ringing. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sryqaS07WaU yea, that was an interesting day. Half of the class hated me, half of the class thought i was cool.
  5. It's possible that the they got the idea for that uniform by crossing military dress and commercial pilot attire. I mean I don't think commercial pilots get shoulder decorations. All in all, the outfit is definitely one of my favorite things that I've seen a pony wear.
  6. Rainbow Dash was willing to quit the Wonderbolts...this episode was ok, but that moment right there.
  7. Astral was slowly coming off of her performance high. Being on stage and performance always helped to clear her head when her thoughts were muddied. Now with her thoughts in order she could began to formula a plan of attack. How should I approach him? She thought. The problem seemed to solve itself when the rose coloured stallion started to move towards her. In an instant, all of the clarity she had just enjoyed vanished. Every synapse in her brain was screaming say hello, but all her body did was stare at him stupidly. Just as she thought it couldn't get any worse, he complimented their performance. It was done, over with. Astral's brain was on mars and her body on pluto the disconnect between the mental and the physical was so large that the mare felt like she was observing another pony that looked exactly the same as her. She stood there frozen as Rosehoof reach behind her ear and pulled out a pair of roses for her and Pound's performance. [colour=#008080]"T-thank you."[/colour] She said shakily. Astral took the beautiful flower in her magical grasp and examined it like it was the best thing she'd ever seen. Pound just sort of looked the plant, amused. She watched as he not only accepted cheery's stick hug, but returned it as well without a single complaint. After Cheery jumped back to the counter and passed out, Astral was about to go help her, but Rosehoof used his magic to clean up the area around her...He was such a gentlecolt, she was close to smacking herself just to test if this was all a dream. She'd have to settle for now, so Astral decided to trot over to the counter near were Cheery had passed out and took a seat. She continued to twirl the rose in front of her the entire time. The cynogriffon pulled up a seat next Razor. [colour=#008000]"n' this is what it's like tah live wit ponies...craziness at any random moment."[/colour]
  8. Name: Grim Stride (Unicorn) Class: Warrior (Vanguard Tree, Reaver specialization) Background: An apostate who was hiding out in froggy bottom bog until he became a gray warden. Both of Grim Stride's parent's were earth ponies. In a cruel twist of genetic's the prestigious Grim bloodline gave birth to a unicorn foal. Knowing the the templars and the circle would come for the child Grim Stride's father Gen. Grimlocke took him and went on the run. As the years went by and Grim Stride got older he started to experiment with his magic, but his father forced him to stop. Sensing his son would simply defy him and continue, he decided to tell him why free mages were dangerous, he offered a way for his son to practice his magic but warned that it would not be fun. One morning, Grimlocke dressed his son in a small suit of chain armor and dropped a sword that crafted in front of the young unicorn. The weapon was large and heavy and impractical for an earth pony or pegasi, but Grim Stride was a unicorn, he was not limited to what his hooves could do. His first task...Lift the blade. It took him a week, but he finally lifted it with his magic. Once he could lift his weapon, his father could train him in the bladed combat properly. The training helped sharpen his mind to strengthen, when he wasnt running drills for his father he was practicing his magic. His advancement in martial skills was rapid, but his magic seemed to go nowhere, he was just about give up on his Maker given right as a unicorn, but his pride would not allow him to soil his family name anymore. That's when the voices started. Being rather lackluster at magic, the voices in Grim Stride's mind were easily ignored. Now a young stallion, Grim Stride, had finished his formal training with his father and was allowed to accompany him into towns. Since rumors of the blight had started spreading, the less time they spent apart the better. During a routine grocery trip to a small town that they were familiar with the town was overrun by a horde of darkspawn. The beasts slaughtered everyone in the town, the father son duo fought back to back as they attempted to escape the madness. Despite their skills Grimlocke fell in battle at his son's side. Grim Stride knew that this was the end for him, his birth had shamed his family, but perhaps he could die with honor. The voice screaming in the back of his mind louder than ever now, but this time it didn't go ignored. Accepting the presence into himself Grim Stride felt something change, his fear was replaced fervor and his fatigue was replaced by vigor. Each felled Darkspawn seemed to give him strength. But it wasn't enough, there were just too many and his strength was fading faster than it could be restored. Backed up into a wall he planted his blade into the ground, he prepared for death. It never came, instead he looked up to see the hoard had ignored him in favour of a new threat, Grey Wardens, only the wardens would willingly enter this insanity. After the attack was repelled, the Wardens approached the lone survivor and extended a hoof of brotherhood to the young unicorn. He accepted their offer managed to survive the initiation ritual. Grim Stride is now proud of the fact that he is the first Grey Warden in the Grim bloodline. Since his initiation Grim has continued to master his new abilities. While similar to blood magic they require no magic energy to be used. He relishes the fear he imparts on his foes and feeds on death. The young unicorn is a vicious monster in combat, using heavy powerful strikes from his large sword and draining the life from the foes around him to deal as much damage as possible. He is a high risk fighter, and he'd have it no other way.
  9. No problem. Anyone feel free to PM me. Seeing as im terrible at starting conversation and likely won't do it myself unless contacted first.
  10. You know you're a MLP fan when: Your Fimfiction account has over 200 read later stories and 300 unread favorite chapters.
  11. If the delay is to keep up the Quality then delay away! Geez it was so good.
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