Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am.

Not much to know about me. I'm just a teenage brony from the US who has recently become very interested in fanfics. Heck, I may write my own some day.

I am a simple author trashbag with far too many OCs for his own good. You may or may not see them, except you will definitely see them, don't think you won't.

A fellow traveler...

Machine-God be praised. Also, call me "Mago-Five" and I'll forcefully shove a chainblade mechadendrite up your rectum. I mean it. Don't do it.

"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."

Out at sea, rockin' steam dreams and pilot valves... Deuces.

Some weird person who writes stories about ponies. You should probably just ignore him.

I have no idea what i'm doing.

Just a fan of the show. Wouldn't call myself a brony, but I like it enough to write about it.