My Little Pony:FiM

[Chuckthe2nd]

[Pinkie Pie]

FlutterShepard?

[Mr. ShinyObject]

Do not like Zecora... dunno why. It's just this... repulsion... i dunno.

 

 

[Doctor Felix Whooves]

I'm forcing my friend to watch MLP for the first time

I just finished making him listen to a dramatic reading of cupcakes

[Dr. Derpy Hooves Ph.D]

 

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GATLING GUN TWILIGHT

EVIL MANE 6 CLONES

EPIC SEASON FINALE

ALL OF MY WANT

 

Edited March 23, 2012 by Guest (see edit history)

[Kirkreng]

OHMYGODWTBOOOOM

[Mr Green]

[Razor235]

 

If this were the show all of the time, I would fucking watch that shit!

[Mr Green]

SUDDENLY. SPIDER-MAN.

[Chuckthe2nd]

Looks like someone discovered Memebase...

[Pinkie Pie]

lol I posted that Spider-Man pic a while back.

[Collective Foal]

So... Pinkie Pie sucks at poetry.

 

Whoever said I'm racist... absolutely. I do, in fact, hate most black people, as a great majority of them have a false sense of authority and self-entitlement which I loathe. But I hate white people who do it as well, so technically it's not racist, but when half the people you meet call you racist because you use the "n" word at all, I guess I must be one racist asshole. Zecora's cool though... Maybe it's the hair... and probably the neck rings. Those always creeped me out (How the hell do they put those on?!)

 

Finally, Commander Shy.... really thinking about an avatar switch right now.

[Dr. Derpy Hooves Ph.D]

So... Pinkie Pie sucks at poetry.

 

Whoever said I'm racist... absolutely. I do, in fact, hate most black people, as a great majority of them have a false sense of authority and self-entitlement which I loathe. But I hate white people who do it as well, so technically it's not racist, but when half the people you meet call you racist because you use the "n" word at all, I guess I must be one racist asshole. Zecora's cool though... Maybe it's the hair... and probably the neck rings. Those always creeped me out (How the hell do they put those on?!)

 

Finally, Commander Shy.... really thinking about an avatar switch right now.

You're thinking of the American black person. They're the rap addicts who hate white and Asian people and wreck almost every city that they populate. This doesn't just apply to black people, I've seen my fair share of Asians and white people who act the same way.

[Scorpia]

Let's get back on topic, please.

[Dr. Derpy Hooves Ph.D]

I was about to post the n word because I didn't think you ever came in to this thread.

[Scorpia]

...I come to it every time there's a new post, i just rarely post here.

 

And that thing you just edited, please don't use that word again.

[Pinkie Pie]

So ponies hahahaheh...

[Collective Foal]

Uhh... YEA, PONIES! Right *scratches back of neck nonchalantly, but gives away nervousness with facial expression*

[Axeldeath]

Oh jeez, off topic but you guys are disgusting people.

[Collective Foal]

How are we disgusting??? *shakes head to shake away my caring for this subject*

 

Anyway, read if you like and tell me how it is:

 

 

A lone silhouette, outlined by the brilliant yellow rays of the sun, glided silently across the rooftops of Fillydelphia. As if it was second nature, its wings flapped and hooves pushed off the ground in perfect harmony, creating a rhythmic pattern of ease and stealth as it galloped noiselessly across each gap in the endless plateau of buildings. Rust and lime from the weathered concrete roofs caked onto Flash's fetlocks, staining them a dingy orange that brought back memories of the past. The entire trip to his father's house was simple muscle memory; he had traversed these very rooftops hundreds of times going to and from home and school. That gave Flash a little more time to think.

 

Whatever happens here, I can't give myself away. No matter what they do to Fluttershy, I have to stay hidden or I've doomed everyone.

 

Immense weights pressed on Flash's head and heart as his mind raced, trying to brace himself for what he may see. Images from his dreams flashed through his mind as well as others that were merely the product of his frantic imagination. A beaten, bruised heap of yellow and pink slung to a wall, stakes driven through dripping, red hooves. A distant expression creeping from her needlepoint pupils as the blood-encrusted fur on her thighs was made wet again by the forceful penetration of another stallion. Tears mixed with blood on the dark stony floor, swirling in a pool of pain and misery. The yellow pegasus was numb to all, allowing all things to violate her. Cuts ran across her mangled face, morphing what was once breathtaking beauty into a terrible image of torture.

 

Flash suddenly became alert to his heavy breathing. He was traveling at insane speeds, the buildings whizzing by, mere inches from his hooves. He realized also that his teeth were clenched and his head shook from his self-induced rage. Finally regaining total control of his senses, Flash slowed himself to a steady pace, letting his racing heart ease itself into a steady pulse of life. He proceeded at a regular speed until he reached his old home.