I love this kid. Who doesn't love a parasprite who believe the Brony community should revolve around cloppers? I certainly do. *insert sarcasm please*
This little turd has been getting on my nerves for a while. Recently, he messaged me in the middle of the night on a MMORPG I met him on called "GraalOnline". I wish I hadn't. If I hadn't then I wouldn't have to worry about logging onto the Internet to be bombarded by twenty year old idiots who believe their pieces of writing or work are better than a fourteen year old's (Seriously, get a life Soren. I bet your mother is real proud you can pick on children half your age behind a computer screen.). Ever heard of the phrase "Pick on somebody your own size,"? Obviously SoarinSoren hasn't.
With the respect I expect from my nine year old sister, SoarinSoren proudly announced he has wrote about me in a song called "Dark Horse Brony". Basically he gave me a short explanation that the song is about the "twisted part of the brony community" and I was the one who "opened his eyes to the ones who hate clop.". YEP. I'm one twisted brony, don't we all agree?
I received a good laugh out of this and so did my friends when I showed them the screenshot of his message. He said the song is not flattering at all and I will be offended. I probably am offended right now as I type this. Probably not. The funny thing is he's taking this so seriously and is clearly obsessed with me. If he wasn't so obsessed he wouldn't have put my name into the song. He wouldn't give a second thought about me and move on with his life. He even told me his life would be worse without me because he'd have no one online to argue with. (I'll say it again. Get. A. Life.)
If Soren's singing or song writing is anywhere as good as his stories. I'm sure it will be mildly entertaining for me to listen.
Until my next blog post, my faithful friends.
-Inu (who loves Rainbow Dash)
PS. I hope this next part makes up for all the chapters I have not sent in the past few months.
Soren once told me he lives in the Bronx. He stated that he fosters twenty-five children whose parents "died in war". To gain my sympathy, he told me that a few of the children died because he couldn't feed them. He also told me he robbed tourists and mugged people for a living to feed his "children" and that he never has the time to eat because all the food goes to the children. That bastard is probably pigging out on a Big Mac right now while clopping. He said he works and works and works to feed all the mouths in his house in the "ghetto" of NYC and I live the good life because I at least have dinner waiting for me downstairs every night along with a smile from my mother. Well, Soren, I hope you realize that it is unhealthy of you to take time out of your nutritional mealtime everyday to come online, write stories about raping ponies from a kids' show, argue with a fourteen year old boy who has a life of his own, and spend your "stolen" money on video games instead of food for your poor "children". I would also like to know what kind of tourists carry Playstation 3s and X-Box 360s on them if the video game systems you own did belong to the "tourists of the ghetto".
Lying will get you nowhere. Have a good life.