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willkommen!

I commissioned mine as I can't draw anatomically correct stick figures.

>determined to change her frightening public image I hope they actually do this, if only to stick it to Hasbro for keeping her out for that very reason for so long. >

Webs.com is what I use for simple webpages. I've never tried Google's thing, so I don't have an opinion on that.

I think it should be backwards. I'll drink in you guys' honour or something.

Dixie watched the two carry on, concerned that there should be so much negativity so near her, and shot the nurse a look that was equal parts thankful and pleading. "No, no, it's quite all right," she tried to assure her, in an attempt to get the unicorn to stay and to stave off an argument between the two, but the nurse glared back at her as sternly as she had just done with Mal, and Dixie relented with a sigh. It was her ward, she supposed reluctantly, and that would just have to be that. The grey mare perked up when she was addressed as the other was leaving, and nodded amiably. "I shall call on you, then," she replied with a certain resoluteness, and paused for a heartbeat. "Mal."

I think ED drew me in with a combination of art, stories and music. I'm not sure what did me in first. Probably the art if I had to guess. My favourite fan-made piece of media (I'm not very articulate tonight sorry) is Tangled Up In Blues. It's...very touching, and very peaceful, and has just the right ending.

I use this one errwhere.

nope the inside of an arms room is an awesome sight to behold ot, i don't know if this is something to brag about but i'm one of exactly two people that i know that are cross-dominant (left eye/right hand)

Dixie looked worriedly at Mal, uncomfortably imagining what the unicorn could have possibly done in that awful, eldritch wood. She shuddered while her imagination ran wild, leaving her sense well behind. There were almost no unicorns where she had grown up, but living with the well-to-do had introduced her to some faraway unicorn acquaintances, whom she could recall manipulating objects with their magic when they came to call upon her family. Dixie imagined all manner of horrible things that Mal could have done; saw in her mind's eye a manticore being ripped apart from the inside out, saw a river serpent being tied in knots until its spine broke. She shut her eyes and shuddered, trying to drive away the horrifying visions and reassure herself that the unicorn was merely being dramatic; she would have fainted in lunacy-inducing terror had she known what Mal was really capable of. She broke herself out of her nightmarish reverie when she heard herself being addressed--or she gathered so, after a moment of silence when the nurse did not respond. "N-no," Dixie stammered, staring at her hoof instead of the unicorn. "I don't think it's broken." She tried to roll it around experimentally, and winced at the spike of pain that came in answer. She didn't know what a broken ankle felt like, but imagined it would hurt much more than this, although it was quite painful enough for her right then.

Yeah gravity-defying Rarity threw my mind for a loop.

I'd be interested in this too; I did some dramatic readings of some (awful) RP posts a while back, and it was pretty fun. Perhaps we could tag-team!

While I would rate Discord as a magnificent troll, and I think I could wield him effectively as a character, that he uses magic to accomplish his tricks makes him vulnerable to Sue plots in fanfics. Trollestia doesn't, so the thought required to create a trollish plot is greater and is probably more rewarding for the reader.

AUGH. FAST. Also, 'discovered' the elements? And there's OLDER STUFF than them? Cthulhu ho! Bets on Luna helping Discord to steal the elements.

Dixie sighed quietly, and shook her head in dismay--it would take some time to crack the pony's seemingly chinkless armour, but she determined that she would do it, and not only for the challenge, but because she found herself more and more genuinely caring for this mare. She limped awkwardly into a little office with a desk, and found herself a stool to rest on. She admittedly was a little impatient for the nurse to return, but understood intellectually that she was probably one of the only ponies there at the time. She found her attention wandering to a few posters, to some implements laid out on a counter, to a box of sterile hoof-gloves--anything to keep her mind occupied at least a little. At long last--although it had really only been a couple of minutes--the nurse returned with Mal, to Dixie's mild surprise. She cast a glance her way and lifted a hoof to give a friendly wave-- --and she saw Mal's horrifically scarred face. She squeaked in shock, and brought her raised hoof to her mouth so quickly that she slammed it into her jaw. Of course it would be her injured hoof, too, and she now had double the pain. "Oh oh oh oh..." she whined as quietly as she could.

Have done, and thank you. :3

>resurrects thread How is the *claw system? I want to try it, but I haven't found any games.

Eccentricity. No, but really, maybe honesty.

If pugilism is related to pugnus ("fist"), then ungula ("hoof") = ungulist?

Ready!

Dixie nodded sympathetically. She had no experience with what the mare had gone through to make her dislike her memories so, but felt she could still relate to her. "Oh, I don't know about mean," she said, trying to be cheerful without quite being overbearing. "But I think I know something about ornery." The corner of her mouth turned up in a barely-perceptible smile when Mal turned away, and she hopped out awkwardly from behind her for the nurse's convenience; she had been standing somewhat out of sight beyond the threshold. Stepping forward as the nurse gestured and said something rather meaningless, she made sure to come within earshot of Mal. "I wouldn't mind it being my problem, you know," she said quietly, before hurrying along to catch up with the nurse.

Dixie is my other character; I've been kind of RPing as Bonnie without having an application for her, although she hasn't done much except provide background. I'll change that real quick.

Some work done. This feels right.