Except Speech Increased to 2.5 and a select others. Everything. I'm not sorry. If you want to continue any of them, send me a PM and we'll discuss it.

Wake up. Breakfast. Draw crappy pic of someone else's OC. Some Pone to liven up the day. Go for a haircut up by the city. See federals going up and down with their rifles n stuff. Reach haircut. Get haircut. Exit place. Army guys, federals, municipal police, state police, moar army guys, and a bunch of uniformed guys in cars without emblem going up and down. All of them armed n stuff. On my way back. See one guy punching the hell out of what I think was some other dude. See a dead dog by

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I did it, surprisingly.

Have at it!

A Role Playing group based on an Alternate Universe Equestria! Join up today and go through hordes of zombies, orcs, goblins, wizards, Mexicoltian bandits, Amareican bounty hunters, Prench fusiliers, and much more!

To get a small taste of what is inside this universe, here are some basic principles this Equestria follows, but remember! It is by no means everything that is going on!

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What do with old fics? Some of them still update, but others don't.

A few ideas have crossed my mind, mainly, write more stories to bury the old ones. It's worked so far, but we need MORE.

A lot more! So I decided...

Why not take all the weird Headcanons that went into all the different stories, and blend them all together?!

WHY THE FUCK NOT?!

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Anything? Nothing? Would it be too much for my simple minded head?

Tell me people! Is there anything I should be doing right now, that I am not doing?

There comes a time in life in which we must adopt several different faces and stances in order to move about. Call it a mask, if you will. To be succesful in life, you must know the game.

These are a few things I have learned about leadership in FimFiction, as an Admin, a Troll, and a good User.

1) You know best. People may whine and plead, but in the end, who knows what he's doing? You. If you don't, then you shouldn't be an admin.

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Dreams held over silken sheets, with the warmth of the sun o'er the skin, and without fear of failure, and with no chance of mistakes.

Long, gallant wings of hope and expectation, reaching wide as the horizon goes, with the air beneath them, with the chains below, where they lay in pieces, and the laughter, and the joy had broken their binds.

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I made it.

JOIN NOW!

Here: Demonata Group

Here's my scale :

Admirable:
Respectable:
Knowledgeable:
Educated:
Average person with a pc:
Internet user:
YoloSwag:
Retard:

Every time someone talks to me, I judge them with this scale. This judges knowledge about certain topics. I have different scales for different things.

Crawling through the darkness of a sewer system, feeling the feces, and maggots, and parasites crawl over and around you. The light of hope shines no more. Not after years of searching for a way out. Not after tears, and blood, and sweat have slowly drained all the will to fight.

Crawling is the only escape.

In silence, you hear it chuckle.

In darkness, you hear its laugh.

In pain, it rejoices, as the endless sewers stretch far and forever.

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