Reading comments and having the same person refer to them as Nopony in one situation and Celestia in another makes me curious.
What’s your headcanon on how these two work specifically in tandem with each other?
Threw this psychotic thing together. Lyrics are all from 3 of The Count of Monte Cristo songs from the musical. I own nothing.
(Yes, I didn't color this text. I'm too tired. Sorry.)
The world is a place where the villains wear a smile on their face
While they take what you can never replace
Stolen moments gone forever
And everyday shuffles by like the day before
On its way to the blackest of skies
And everyday a little death comes and paces the floor
Just fucking don't okay?
Just it was something that turned into something completely else. And its just not fun and its depressing and by the end its become an insular comic book so lost within itself that it loses the comedy and became more book.
Also the last 35 issues are a tract on the authors weird mix of Judaism, Christianity, and Islam.
And that's not taking into effect the deeply antagonistic views he has on the homosexual-feminist alliance. Or the Male Light and Female Void.
For I have hurt in ways that should never be felt, I believe it is time to return to the mind-numbing world of the internet...
I've spent my last few weeks doing nothing, trying to be human, and to no avail. A lack of sleep and sanity has not helped matters one bit.
Who am I? A human. That's all I've got, so I'm just going to keep on existing and hope things go okay.............
“What god did I piss off and how do I repent?”
Looking through my ideas for stories. “Changeling this, changeling that...Thorax this, Pharynx that...Ocellus somewhat...Chrysalis burns in a fire...
...why is this mimicking species the only thing that gives me creativity?!”
IN WHICH I CONTINUE TO WORK, SLOWLY
There's doing something, then there's doing it with care. Also, there's Band-Maid. Enjoy.
I have respect for any girls willing to enter the "man's world" of hard rock instrumentals. Anywho, update follows.
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One of the things authors are always struggling with, it seems, is coming up with names for things, especially characters. In the world of pony, names don't really work the same way they do in our world. Aside from a few exceptions, most names use different nouns and adjectives. The possibilities are endless... which makes things harder in a way, because you don't really know where to turn.
Hey you!
Are you a fan of writing? Regardless of the answer, might you be going to Ponyville Ciderfest? Do you just like helping out with fun and games?
Good go here and talk to the excellent Nyronus
I do not speak very good rhyme
So I shall not give her the time
To shine of the page like I wished I could
Because I failed practically all my classes this year because of COVID 19 and online class like seriously I lost so many brain cells
So this dilemma continues to stir
I submitted two and finished one. I have to get it reviewed and approved before I can submit it. Now the only thing I have to worry about is getting good grades.
i updated the story after 6 months
writer's block is a hell of a mood killer
also college
anyways check out the new stuff
its the longest thing ive ever written and im so glad to finally have something for you all
oh yeah, i also defeated the two chapter curse on my account
with the single other story i started that i never finished
so there's that
the horizon is looking so close now
I feel like a lot of people i know involved in the MLP fandom have, at some point or another, stopped watching the show itself. Doubtless they have reasons, good reasons. I think i've asked a few of them why, and they've told me; and at some point i forgot. And that's a bit of a shame, because i might have to start asking them again, tracing patterns, finding connections.
That moment when you realize you've spent two hours getting into the head of a character through a shitload of chemicals and classical music.
It. Is. Glorious.