[center]I have no idea what I'm doing.[/center]

By windward strides and holy ghosts, what rests beside the barren coasts?

Just some random guy. [Retired]

A French, cheese-eating alphaphala male in charge of writing stories. Don't troll because of allergies to BULLSHIT.

A Midwest brony who enjoys writing about adorkable unicorns and alien invasions. Come join me for XCOM 2 livestreams!

That one Raccoon who loves movies far, far too much.

pony — po·ny — [poh-nee]

A crossover/HiE writer whose own distractions with the internet ended up with him running into ponies. And now he's a fanfiction writer.

Bushfires, floods, cyclones and drought. All at the same time. Australia is trying to kill us all.