You are an ancient god who dates back to times of the beginning. However you have been lost to time due a major wound that you had gotten a long time ago, turned you into stone. A few thousand years have pasted and you're now reintroduced to the
Promethean Unit 1889-3782-3378-0027-B, the sirial number of a weapon that they turned her into to hunt down the Flood, but after the long war what is she supposed to do? what dose a soldier do in peace?
Seems like something that could be interesting. But as it stands right now I have no clue what the heck is going on. With a bit of world building this could probably make for a good story. Without it though it kind of falls flat.
6480580 6480795 6481150 Yeah, there's a surprising amount of backstory that I kinda came up with for this fic. But, to sum it all up. Humans, being the fucking idiots we are, decided to go "Fuck it, let's make ponies", and after #4, they started to get "Fatal" deformations. I think I will make a full story about it. 6481576 Glad you do
Interesting. Wonder what is going on.
Unique and interesting. I would be interested to see a continuation.
Seems like something that could be interesting. But as it stands right now I have no clue what the heck is going on. With a bit of world building this could probably make for a good story. Without it though it kind of falls flat.
I like it
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Yeah, there's a surprising amount of backstory that I kinda came up with for this fic. But, to sum it all up. Humans, being the fucking idiots we are, decided to go "Fuck it, let's make ponies", and after #4, they started to get "Fatal" deformations. I think I will make a full story about it.
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Yay for humans!
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6522822 That's basically my reaction whenever humans or the Celestia from Astral Aegis decide to do something