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Movingtarget Productions

Im your average brony from Northwest Ohio that likes MLP and trucks. Oh and I have a YouTube so subcribe if you want.

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  • 36 weeks
    Sad News

    I'm gonna go back to just reading stories on here and quit writing. The drive is no longer there. Thx for all the support during the makings of the stories.

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  • 46 weeks
    It's my Birthday once more

    Lile the title says, I've turned 16 today and It's my 2nd (almost 3rd!) year poking around this site. Thanks to all for sticking around this long

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  • 91 weeks
    I survived 2021

    It's 2022. Lets try to survive this year.

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  • 98 weeks
    Tis mah b-day y'all!

    Well, it has been 15 years since I was born. It's been rough, bullying, hardships, etc. I joined here back in February, I started a YouTube channel last year and it went from 0-71 subscribers in that timeframe (thank you all), I am now legally allowed to work and have a Learner Permit, I also wouldn't be here if I hadn't discovered MLP. I also want to thank my 27 followers for following me. I

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  • 99 weeks
    Pulling out of my blues.

    I was brought down yet I'm getting back up with not 1 but 2 stories in the making. Both G5 because I'd like to hop on the hype train as well. I have been dreaming up ideas lately and I put them on Docs and so far I like how they're turning out. Plus I got nuthin' better to do because I'm down with a cold (NOT COVID BEFORE ANY OF YOU PEOPLE THAT PUSH THE VAX SAY ANYTHING). Don't y'all LoVe

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Backstory of the Sparks Twins · 5:36am Apr 22nd, 2021

This was requested to add by the OC's owner,

Lucky... A pegasus filly whom suffered an unfortunate slowness in her flight... The bullies at school always enjoyed picking on her, since she was too timid to fight back, and too slow to escape. Though, that turned out to be their own pain in the end... For during a field trip to the Cloudsdale Museum of Pegasi formed Relics and Artifacts, one of them shoved her into a pedestal at a new exhibit. With a mighty crash, the ice casing slid off and the exhibit fell to the cloud-marble floors with a shatter, and beams of lightning struck first the pusher, then his fellows. Without thinking of the consequences, Lucky nabbed up the fallen stone with her wings and rushed away, trying to keep the damage to others at a minimum.

When they found her a few hours later, huddled behind a large slab of Carved Cloud-marble depicting Commander Hurricane, the stone has scored the insides of her wings, as well as appeared as a cutie mark... the lightning was a part of her... and the stone, inert... Still slow and weak normally, her talents came out for all to see during the next lightning storm. The rage that had been held back all these years had been released... And many pegasi were found the next day, either with blacken scorch marks on their wings or lightning burned hooves...
And Lucky was nowhere to be found either...

A darkness was looming... and an ancient evil was seeking as many conduits as possible for its own escape and release... The Demon... Abaddon... For in the night, as her unchecked, unstable, and volatile rage had overtaken her mind and used her to assault any she had been slighted by, Lucky Sparks drew the attention of Him... mid assault, she was captured, sealed away, and taken as a potential power source for a ritual to aid Abaddon in His mechinations.

Thankfully, Abaddon's attention was distracted away from her, and the ritual only half succeeded... And the bitter, inwardly suffering filly had all her rage and hatred ripped from her... though the aftermath left that essence free and sentient... but with a different focus than the bullies... and this dark mass, this font of negativity, this, Ebony colored abyssal horror, found itself... HERself... without the rage that she was formed of with no target... The lack of a target, confused the entity... And the desire to know took hold... "To know, I must Be..." This was the entity's first cognizant thought... and the binding principle which the broken shards of the ritual grasped. A body was formed, similar to her original host's, though colored with the essence of the ritual itself.

Lucky's own mind was shaken and shaped by all this, and the sudden utter lack of her bottled hatreds and stings was heartening, and allowed her to cast off her self-doubts and self-hatreds. As she witnessed her former negative emotions turn physical, she was overcome with the desire to hug and comfort this other half of her... closer than a mere sister, not quite the same as a twin... this... Other Her... The other side of her own coin... The Dark Side of The Stone.

Abaddon was gone. Someone... something... took him and removed him from the situation entirely... But that, is a story told another time... And he has no more bearing upon Lucky, and her new Twin Sister, Ebony...

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