Love Triangles? · 4:21pm Aug 25th, 2014
We all hate them. Well, at least I do.
But....
You know how love triangles are horrible? well I just created a love OCTAGON, I think. *facepalm*
So, if any of you ponies are good with organizing romance interests, I have um....1...3....Hang on.
*Calculates*....
6 characters to work with and figure out who loves who, who secretly likes who, who ends up with who, and who ends up mating for life.
Love HEXAGON TIME!!
Help, anypony?? Please??? :D
~A.S
2399965 So, a helping hoof for a helping hoof, then? :D
2399974 Oh, this isn't for FIM at all. This is for my novel I am getting published, the sequel!! I'll PM you deets if you want.
I can't help, but DO IT!
2399994 School. *shudders* SO glad I am done with that.
Love lies dead in a grave wrought from the ashes of burned wisdoms. The lovers choke on their own tongues, as their words are trapped in the backs of their throats.
2432327 ...CAN I PLEASE quote you on that one??
2432332
Certainly. It's by no means a trademarked phrase. And you needn't reference myself upon your provision of the aforementioned.
2432462 I fear I must, less I attempt to claim such brilliance as mine own
2432466
Dead bits of prose are like ashes blown in an iron wind. Take my words for yourself. I'm nothing but ephemera, anyway.
2432542 You really must give yourself more credit, ser.
2432548
Why?
2432639 Why not.
2432658
That's not a decent enough reason to merit my laudation. Were I to have the bizarre desire to eat an entire bag of surface gravel, "why not?" wouldn't be a suitable reason to do such a thing.
2432679 Hardy har har. You are a awesome fellow, and really need to give more credit to yourself, and if you don't, I shall beat it into you with a stick. Fair?
2432701
Bah. Beat away, woman. My body is practically an elephantine callous at this point. You may as well try beating a rhinoceros with a broom like an angry fish-wife.
2432706 I know one soft spot, that all men have no matter how callused they claim to be.
2432709
Then kick away. It will make little difference, my dear. I'm practically a bipedal tank wearing clothes. I've survived mortars, Kalashnikov fire, and multiple taser shocks. A swift blow to my unmentionables is comparatively tame.