I read everything. ~ Do not message me unless absolutely neccessary to avoid problems. ~ "Do not ask me to write a story. I would have to be possessed to even write one." Quote by Me
Son of a good man, child of an angel, & brother of a Wild One! ‘Nuff said.
When I was twelve, my Dad and I had 'the Talk.' "Dad," I began, "When a boy and a dictionary love each other very much..."
The realist was found guilty of being a surreal killer.
"Jimmy Hook's the Name, Transformations is my Game" (Victim of The Cursed Gift since September 2016)
"All I have to offer is blood, sweat, and tears."
A young adult whom has been getting and trying ideas for fanfictions...
Nothing special here, move along, nothing to see, just ignore the lump under the sheet and the red stuff...
When life gives you lemons, make chocolate milk and let the world wonder how you did it.
I'm am an autistic brony, looking to write fantasy and everyday life novels for my kind. I became a brony when I related well with applejack and twlight, and I love the show.
If you've come looking for stories, you will be disappointed. I do however have a brain full of ideas ripe for the picking.
Aaaaaaaaahhhhh, EEEEEEEEEEEEEeEeEeEe - Tree Hugger, 2015
Just a random closet brony in Eastasia interested in horse words...May write stories in the future if I have time
Rancor; bitter, rankling resentment or ill will; hatred; malice. I am hatred ponified. Best word, best pony.
TD writes and reviews pony fanfiction, and has a serious RariJack addiction. Send help and/or ponies.
Engineer, Brony, Aspiring Author. Not necessarily in that order.
I love psychology and writing. I tend to write origional/experimental stories. I am the head of the School for New Writers and the EFNW writing track. My new favorite quote is "Why so ˈsir-ē-əs?"
“I need you, the reader, to imagine us, for we don't really exist if you don't.”
I'm just an humble (wanna-be) MLP fanfic author and fanartist. I also love drawing fancomics and worshipping Applejack (as well as Rainbow Dash and Daring Do. In that order).
The window through which we perceive life is what defines our experience of it. We are only aware of a small fraction of what our senses pick up. We can all choose how we see the world.