ReportUser ID: 48,422 Registered: 16th Jul 2012
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I am Joy Stick. Your local gamer brony with no life. Bisexual, Murican, self-proclaimed insane, and overall:
A person you may want to sh*t with.
I was introduced into this fandom by some random adventure that had to do with ducks and the letter 7 (long story, don't ask).
I was born in the beautiful kingdom of New Jersey approximately 907 years ago during the Great Mole People Revolution against the feathered fascists known today as 'Owls'. You may now guess whom my least favorite (and most hated) MLP chatacter is.
Joy Stick is my is my quote on quote "Ponysona" or OC or whatever the giggle biscuits you want to call him. His cutie mark is an Atari 2600 controller that symbolizes his talent of gaming skills (aside from fighters...) and his knowledge of games as well as their history. He be a Pegasus from Trottingham, age 23, and is in a relationship with Rainbow Dash. So, in a nutshell, he is Gary Stu.
Remember, both males and females of FIMFiction, I am NOT Forever Alone... I am Forever Available.
I live here in Muricah. One of my favorite Murican fanfictions is titled "The Bill Of Rights". Great fic, I highly recommend it.
Speakerizing of fanfics, the first one I read was "Cupcakes". Aren't I just the luckiest of bastards? My second one was My Little Dashie. First read had my crying till 4 A.M. Every other time I read, I barely shed my skin, let alone a tear. My favorite fanfics, however, are the original Fallout: Equestria and Just
Dropping In. Great fics!
If you've read any of my older fics, now deleted, I dearly apologize for the raping of your brain cells. I will pay for any damage done to your sanity, will, et cetera.
Half of this auto-bio is a load of bull scheize, by the way. But you probably already knew that. What, you go to Hartford?... Oh.
Well, frick a dick on a stick.
How do I logic?
Swag is for the weak. Get Class, as well as a pink moustache.
Owls are fahking evil.
Sometimes myou just gotta sh*t while you sneeze!
When in doubt, hug a sheep.
Time shoot some goats and chew bubble gum. And I'm all out of goats.
Ever get the feeling to just punch a hussy right in the mouth? Me too.
I sometimes like to take a moment to think about crushing my brother's ribcage like a bag of f**king carrots.