What? You expect a trick? Go talk to another Zman, I'm busy.
I'm beginning to think there is seriously something wrong with me.
If I'm not writing pone, I'm drawing pone. If I'm not drawing pone, I'm writing pone. This is my life now. Pone.
Remember kids, eat your veggies, go to school, and murder all your enemies.... I murder all my enemies....
Some dork who writes horse romance. What more do you want from me?
Just a worn out writer from a bygone age. Don't mind me, I'm just passing through.
I'm a writer mostly into gritty, down-to-earth war stories with all their gruesome details and the like. Also, crossovers are apparently the only thing I can write about, doesn't stop the fun there.
A nerd who thought it would be cool to, with the help of a few equally insane buddies adapt the entire Marvel Universe (with some DC Comics thrown in for kicks) with My Little Pony...wish me luck
My friends call me Spectra! Everyone else says "Ah, how did this horse get in here!?"
For them, a dream. Like thousands of other dreams. For you, a story. Like thousands of other stories.
The Poetic Frost makes mistakes so that you don't have to. "Dance, Sode no Shirayuki!"
Male. Young adult. Brony. Favorite pony, Luna. Favorite villian, Discord.
I am that I am, and nothing more. I will exist as I am, or not at all. And I really, REALLY hate insects and arachnids.
Just a man. Nothing special. I like almost everything I can find about sci-fi and epic high fantasy. I like plenty of other things, but you don't really care about that I'm sure.
An American who doesn't go to cons. Follow me on my Tumblr and on Fanfiction.net.