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knight

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  1. Okay, simple enough game right, you ask a question, someone answers and asks a NEW question. Keep it appropriate, everypony.

    EXAMPLE:

    Poster 1:

    *insert answer to last poster's question*

    When was the last time you got in a fight?

    Poster 2:

    Last weekend at my family reunion, when my cousin and I fought over a turnip.

    When was the last time you did a jumping jack?

    and so on and so forth, like that.

    So, let me start with.....

    When was the last time you played on a playground?

  2. I actually have a chronic phobia of riding horses. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE horses, and I used to help out on a farm and pick horses feet, brush them, walk under their tummies....just....something happens when I get on one. I break down. I start crying uncontrollably, hyperventalating, and freeze up completely. Then I spook the horse. Then I get more spooked. Then I flounder off the horse, scare them even more, then end up crying even more. Then I feel crappy cuz I don't know WHY I'm so scared.

    I'm cool with spiders, just not if they're on me. Though, boss fight spiders in video games creep me out. I'm also afraid of like...larvae. Like...worms....I had a terrifying nightmare once where worms were crawling out of my chest, and my skin was falling off and underneath it were these little cacoons that fluffy red worms were coming out of....it was truly horrific. I hate the idea of any sort of creature being under my skin.

  3. Holly smiled warmly at Colton, she, strangely, did not feel embarrassed by being the 'couple' object that he referred to when thinking of the mare he liked, "Ah'm happy fur ya. Ah think whoever she is...she's one lucky mare, y'know?"

    She winked at him, and wrapped a hoof over his shoulder in a friendly gesture, "Ah'm sure glad ta have ya as mah friend...Ah think...any mare would be lucky ta have ya."

    She gave a crooked grin and peeked at the journal he took out of his pocket, "Now, Ah think me and them foals alike would like ta hear yer story!"

    She trotted off at a cheerful, bouncy canter, back to the foals that the griffon had just finished showing off to.

    "HOLD ON thar, lil' foals!" The kids stopped in their tracks, one tripped and fell in the sand. They looked back at Holly with wide eyes, "Ya think this Griffon has stories?! HA! Did HE place in this year's Running of the Leaves?!?!"

    She posed boldly, one hoof raised, "Ah didn't think so!"

    The foals shuffled back towards them, enthralled by Holly's bragging, "So thar Ah was--"Their eyes glistened intently, totally drawn in to her dramatic storytelling, "Me against a hundred-no-a THOUSAND other ponies--and Ah was in the lead! Ah had a steady gallop out in front o' the pack, but all of a sudden....a big...mean...nasty...scary....huge...EVIL...SHE-GRIFFON appeared! She was set on winnin' that race by any means necessary even--get this--" the foals leaned in closer, "--even CHEATIN'."

    The foals gasped and looked at eachother before returning their focus to Holly, "Ah had no choice, as Ah saw her bullyin' them ponies behind me--Ah knew what Ah had to do! So, Ah swallowed mah pride and Ah. Went. BACK."

    "But, miss, how you gonna win the race if you go back?!" A little pink filly bounced up and down, her eyes wide with concern.

    "Hold yer horses, lil' missy.This tale is long from over," Holly grinned a cocky grin, flashing the filly a wink that told her that all would be cool, "Ah had to save them ponies, ya see! So Ah went back--and on mah way there, Ah tripped!"

    The foals seemed confused by a fuddle up being in a story.

    "And Ah smacked right into that griffon!" the foals gasped, eyes wide in fear, "Ah thought fur sure she was gonna gobble me up right thar--but was Ah afraid?....HECK, NO! Ah'm a tough pony, Ah was born 'n raised with gfiffons she didn't scare me none--and she thought she was gonna beat me in the race! She took off so fast..."

    Holly continued to tell her story exuberantly, enthralled in the eyes of the foals, completely oblivious to the ponies around her.

    "And then she....a ROCKSLIDE!!....thought I was DOOMED!!...STUCK in a trap of SAP!!....then, Applejack came to my rescue!....Ah ran faster than Ah ever run before!!....Back in FIRST place!..." As she neared the end of her tale, she magicked out a small pouch from her cart, "And y'know what? Ah didn't win that race, but Ah beat that mean ol' griffon, an' Ah hope she learned the lesson Ah did that day."

    She magicked from the pouch the bronze medallion on it's thick lanyard, and the foals ooh'ed and aah'ed, "It ain't about winnin', y'see? It's about who ya are, and bout bein' a good pony--or, in her case, a good griffon."

    The foals giggled.

    She smiled at the foals, now sporting her 3rd place medal proudly, "And that's how Ah--almost--won the runnin' o' tha leaves...Now...anyone else gotta story, or are we gonna play tag?"

    She beamed widely, proud of her story.

  4. small isand pfft! You're silly! Ireland is 27140 sq miles big!

    I suppose compared to like....the U.S's 3797813

    square miles.....that is rather small.....*cough* ANYWAY!

    WELCOME WELCOME WELCOME WELCOOOMEE!!!!!

    TOOOOOOO

    CANTERLOOOT!!!!

    *doot doo dooo!!!*

    (yay!) :oops:

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