A changeling worker masquerading as a struggling pony poet. (Who writes very little actual poetry)
I am a Mark of Babylon. Many ponies view me as the villain. The reasons why I understand. My coat, my face, my eyes, my name, and my intention to murder. However I hope to help anyway I can.
May your love never end // and if you need a friend // there's a seat here alongside me
I am a little psychopath with a dream to devour the unborn. Also to make the world a better place.
How can I be home and still feel out of place.
I am an aspiring novelist/poet who writes high fantasy/action/adventure novels/fanfics and pretty poetry.
Just a guy who's both a browncoat and a brony. YOU ARE GOING TO LOVE MEEEEE!! BWAA!!
I'm just another hopeless romantic of a brony who can't stop reading Twidash!
With a force of a thousand Derpys we shall conqueror the world. Nothing can stop us from our dreams of free muffins for the world. (Twilestia is Bestia)
I love sporks. And I love soup. Those two things unfortunately don't go together very well.
I am The Wasteland Brony! Fanfic writing is what I'm somewhat known for?
;A not so average unit armorer in the US Army. Also the hazmat, ammo handler, fueler, and occasionally mechanic UPDATE: Soon to be medically retired. Waiting to die. UPDATE: Retired now
Have you seen a little girl? She just turned seven last month? Short, black hair?