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3083575 It's been done. Not exactly riding him into battle, but shares the same feel....
Actually, your body is now that of a hyper-carnivore, meaning you have a purely meat diet and are biologically incapable of eating anything else. Furthermore, while a balanced diet is helpful and preferred for humans, we can live on a purely meat diet (though not nearly as healthily). If we try to live without meat, our bodies will degrade and our energy will be sapped until we cannot stand. Then we starve to death, even if we keep eating non-meats. Modern technology gives supplements for vegans, but they still are not as healthy as people who eat meat.
Our omnivorous habits is little more than the ability to maintain some energy while hunting without having to be successful on a hunt, thereby enabling us to pursue prey for extremely long periods of time until it is exhausted and gives out. Basically, our ability to eat vegetation goes only so far as it helps acquire meat. We are primarily carnivorous.
"Unless you call ripping people's throats out magical, then no, I'm not in any way magic related."
I almost shit a brick when i read this
3529960 Actually take notice of the type of raptor that he calls himself in this one, it is a relative of the velociraptor capable of eating meat, but it can survive fine on insects, and since this is his story, take your logic and shove it up your behind.
I can't tell you how many images of that t-rex scene had ether grimlock or tyrantrum.
3083575 Oh god the raptor Calvary is coming!
G.C: "CHAARRRGE!"
Me: GENERAL CUSTARD NO! WAIT FOR THE CUTE ARTILLERY!
G.C: "SCREW THAT! CHAAARRRRRR-"
One day later
Me:*picks up a Calvary hat*
why custard, why?
Why do I imagine him moving like a bird, snatching and shoving his nose and claws into everything really quickly? No wonder he gets along with Pinkie.
I'm starting to think this is some sort of LSD-fueled dream.