Is possible with Changeling Magic
Hello loyal(?) fans(?)! I have a new story to share!
A possible idea should someone care to give a try:
In the show, the name Celestia is sometimes used in ways other than referring to the princess herself, similar to how people sometimes say "god." On his blog The Royal Sketchbook, Silfoe speculates that some might say it during intimate moments. Also in the blog, Twilight Sparkle and Princess Luna are romantically involved, leading up this situation.
Dear lord above on the glen this film is bad.
1995's Rob Roy is a sluggish, two and a half hour bore fest that drags itself along, driven by a horrifically idiotic and badly put together plot, and acting that, with the exception of John Hurt and Tim Roth, is monotonous and bland.
I’m sick.
I’m calling this particular brand of snorting bloody mucus out of my sinuses “LineConitis.”
Well, shoot. Time to add another candle to the cake.
Today's my birthday. I had intended to post a story today, but someone helping me with it has pointed out a number of holes in it that need to be patched. So expect it by Friday, I guess.
I've got a couple other things in the works, but none of them have progressed far enough to announce. I will say, though, that one of them includes a particular fashionista that nobody likes (Spoiler: it's Suri).
This movie is fucked up man.
So I finally saw Ridley Scott's iconic sci-fi/horror landmark of claustrophobic horror and nightmare fuel Alien.
And dear God is it is possibly the most unadulterated horrifically terrifying films I've ever seen.
haha we don't talk about my old stories ok. ok ahahah those are old don't read them please i'm begging
i'm keeping them on this site for, ah. archival reasons. allow me to spare you from witnessing approximately 10k words of run-on sentences and improper usages of "your" that I, somehow, in 2014, once believed had any value as a form of literature. sincerest apologies to the few dozen whom that very misfortune fell upon
I don’t know what I’m smelling anymore.
I smell wood. There is no wood. Just air. It makes me sick.
I wish there was wood. Then I wouldn’t feel so lonely.
I smell leaves.
They’re new. Except they’re not. They’re dead. They’ve been dead. They crunch under my feet as I walk.
Crunch crunch. Like chips.
I wish i had chips.
Walking is dumb. Flying is better.
I try and fly. I scrape my knee. It hurts. I watch the blood run down my leg.
I don’t feel it. It’s just there.
I hear voices.
19 more days before the milk is gone...
Tomas Alfredson's intensely cerebral cinematic adaptation of John le Carré's equally cerebral and complex film is a worthwhile exercise in subdued character studies. It might not be the most intense or gripping of espionage films, but it makes up for it by having top notch acting, and wonderfully atmospheric direction.
It started out bright and early with a scholarship interview at a college. After that I danced for two hours and for once remembered the choreography??? Anyway after that I showered, took a painful shit that ripped up my ass, then went to a Christmas party with the best family in the world! We played bingo and a bunch of other crazy games with some crazy people.
There were these kids who were very effective condom commercials, but at the same time they were very sweet and
So, Christmas is now two days in the rearview mirror, but perhaps you find yourself needing just a little more holiday ficcing to get your through until next December (or next November, or next June, or whenever they start putting up Christmas stuff these days). And perhaps you also speak Russian! If so, then have I got a deal for you.
I need to talk to somepony and I don't feel like I can right now so I'm just going to vomit words here in semi-public.
I already wrote a story about this, but it is becoming too relevant to bear now.
I'm writing this post because I want to tell you all about two amazing people I love: Mom and Dad.
Rating Scale:
12/10—a complete masterpiece; flawless and outstanding
11/10—Excellent, near-perfect film
10/10—the standard rating; awesome film with a couple of flaws
9/10—a wonderful film with several flaws
8/10–a great film with numerous flaws but not enough to ruin it
Today I learned that some people won't accept you if you don't like skittles. I also learned that getting slapped in the face with a bag of skittles repeatedly hurts.
Yep.
It's about time I came back to this.
Sorry, things get a bit hectic with one thing or another. I shouldn’t have to tell anyone that but I don’t even have a social life even without lockdown so I don’t have an excuse.
guess what show i just started watching!!!!!!!
oh my gosh this show is so stupidly great i'm addicted
i think 12 year old me would be completely obsessed
Hey-up!
News!
Firstly, this is going to be a huge project, along with Book 2: Heal what has been hurt, so I’ll be flicking between the 2 stories. True Love 2 will be on hiatus, as will Hogwarts: Year 1.
Secondly, I’ve got a question: In act 2, we meet Rainbow and Pinkie(Rosencrantz and Guildenstern) and I was going to base this moment on Hakuna Matata. Do you think the 2 mares should play a prank on Sunset(Hamlet) when they see her for the first time?
Yo, what's up, Kemosabes?
This is your friendly film, TV show, and episode reporter here with another review.
Today, for the fourth installment of my "Spook Spectacular" series, I'm gonna give you guys my take of "Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull".
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