A cynical old dog of the fandom who has become apathetic to the state of things. Still willing to give a debate if an ear listens and willing to return tactful courtesty. Stories currently cancled.

Just a kid with a selfish dream, waiting on people to be what they seem.

I'm not a pony, but I sure act like one.

"Her crews are babes or madmen? Her port is all to make? You're manned by Truth and Science, and you steam for steaming's sake?" - Rudyard Kipling "The Three-Decker"

Twilight floated a second fritter up to her mouth when she realized the first was gone. “What is in these things?” “Mostly love. Love ‘n about three sticks of butter.”