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Inkwell Prose


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  • 50 weeks
    My Last Hurrah

    For those who are still with me, here is my Discord, Lunar the Wolf#2323. Reach me there, Love you all. Thanks for this journey.

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  • 278 weeks
    If Anyone Cares To Join Me

    https://www.twitch.tv/lunar_ip

    I'm streaming fortnite and would love to get some more traffic through :)

    If you can't join spread the link!

    Much Love,
    Inkwell (Lunar)

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  • 279 weeks
    People Still Follow Me?

    wut:rainbowhuh:

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  • 290 weeks
    I Was In A Car Crash

    Totaled my car. I'm depressed now. So many hospital visits since then. I have no free time and all I want to do is write and I'm like, bad so I don't. Anyways what's up with y'all? :derpytongue2:

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  • 312 weeks
    So

    I forgot that I had half of a sequel for one of my stories written... Lowkey wanna finish it up. 😐

    2 comments · 371 views
Mar
7th
2016

"One Call Away" Chapter 2 Teaser! · 7:27pm Mar 7th, 2016

Look below for a sneak peek at Chapter 2 of "One Call Away"!

"I'll see you guys later," Inkwell calls out to his friends as they walked away from his Manehattan home. He and his friends had spent the night out on the town, and it was late. They had gone to a club, but only because Inkwell's favorite DJ, Vinyl Scratch, was mixing there. But a few drinks later and his one friend trying to go home with the bartender, Inkwell decided it was best for them to go home and rest.

Walking inside, he first went into the kitchen to get a drink of water; the taste of alcohol still tainted his breath. After downing a glass, Inkwell walked into his living room and flopped down on the couch with a groan. He looked up at the ceiling, not sure if he should sleep or try to write something. Inkwell smiled; he always chose to write something. Sitting up again, we went over and sat as his work desk and grabbed a quill, preparing to finish the latest chapter of his book.

As the quill hit the parchment, the phone began to ring. Strange, nopony ever called Inkwell this late. He figured it must just be his friend, to drunk to know why he's calling. He picked up the phone and said, "Hello?", preparing to hear a groggy stallion announcing some slur at him. To his surprise, it wasn't even a stallion, it was a mare.

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Comments ( 1 )

But I want an Oompah Loompah the next chapter nowwwwwwwwwwwwe! :raritydespair:

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