Some dork on the internet that likes ponies and flower symbolism way too much.
It seems I'm not capable of writing a bio without sounding really pretentious, so I'll keep it simple.I write pony-fanfiction. That is all.
A Brony of non-US origin (pause for gasps of horror),thus I spell things slightly differently. Well, not 'things', specifically, but words like surprise, colour and centre. You weird people.
My name was Razorbeam, and I am retired. (From Fanfiction)
"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."