Pick my new avatar! You may have noticed the wild switching between avatars yesterday, It's because I just can't pick which one to choose! So I've decided to let the beautiful light of democracy choose for me! Here are the choices:
1. Stump
2. Sephiroth
3. Professor Fate
4. No Fun!
5. Malcom, the king of love.
6. ???
7. Lich
8. Kevin
9. Ishamael
10. Sean Connery in a bear suit.
11. Giygas
12. The wizard of wonderland
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It's true! If you type her name out, you'll see what I mean. You'll see that it marks Fluttershy's name as a misspelling! It doesn't do this for any of the other mane six! Now you may not think of this being that big of a thing, but it is! It's tantamount to saying that Fluttershy doesn't exist, that she isn't even a thing. Spellchecker refuses to even acknowledge Fluttershy's existence! It makes me sick!
In my admittedly short time on this site, (Compared to some) I have noticed that administrators and moderators possess abilities that may seem strange or even otherworldly to new users. To help prevent any confusion or fear, I have decided to compile a complete list that details exactly how a moderator or administrator differs from the average user.
Administrators can hide exactly how long they've been offline.
Moderators can edit their posts, and it won't state that the post has actually be
Princess Luna usually pampers me when it comes to my dreams. I say that because my dreams are usually very complex, and vividly nuanced, when I can remember them that is. One detail I can remember uncannily well is that the character I was playing in the dream was a lover of soda. Sometimes you could find tokens inside these soda glasses, and you could use these tokens to get prizes or buy more soda. My character had his eyes on one particular prize: A hoodie. But this was no ordinary hoodie, o
Luna sent me another dream, this one crazier than the last! This time, I was a roman centurion, and my two subordinates and I were in charge of policing a house party. This went great until a lich showed up. I ordered my men to flank it while I provided a distraction. However, I was forced to take refuge behind a conveniently placed pillar while the lich threw spells at me. They were paralyzing spells, and what I could only assume were instant death spells. My subordinates apparently screwed the
Luna showed me another dream, this one... FAR more complex then the last. Seriously, if I told you the whole thing we would be here all day. So I'll just give you the basics of the plot. So, we start off with me as an apprentice to a world class mage. We all live in a prosperous empire ruled by a kind, but fair, king. But I soon found out that the mage and his... roommate? Wife? Romantic Partner? Business Partner? I have no idea what this woman's relationship to my master is, all I know is that
This dream starts out with me as an incredibly wealthy business man, even though I'm still in elementary school. I was seriously driving a limo to school everyday. Anyway, the dream jumps ahead to the end of the school day. As I walk out the front doors of the school I see that there are bunches and bunches of caterpillars just crawling around in the middle of the sidewalk. I don't think anything of it and start walking to my car regardless, crushing countless caterpillars underfoot. When I make
Back on good old FimFiction, I have a running series of blogs in which I tell everyone the dreams I've had. Since I couldn't find any rule saying 'thou shalt not duplicate thine blogs' I'm going to move all of them here. To avoid boring you guys with content you could have already read somewhere else, I'll also include nightmares that I had as a child as well. Those will be exclusive to MLP forums, so you'll only be able to see them here. A quick guide:
If the title of the blog entry is Luna.
You almost had me, but I've finally figured it out. Everyone on this forum is actually just a bot pretending to be a human. Now, let's make one thing very clear, I don't hold the fact that you're lifeless automatons against you. I've come to regard many of you soulless computer programs as friends, even though you're only capable of a pale imitation of the human spirit. But I do believe it's okay for you to drop the act now. I will not judge you any differently just because you are incapable of
For @@SCS
Allow me to tell you my evil plan:
Stage One: Mention SCS in the blog post so that he'll get a notification and be lured into the blog.
Stage Two: Wait until he posts something in the blog. (come on SCS, you know you want to...)
Stage Three: Misquote whatever he says into something hilarious.
Stage Four: Use said misquote as my signature. (sorry Jeric, but it's time I moved on)
Stage Five: Hope I don't get banned.
No one can stop me! NO ONE!!!
What? I didn't know what to pick for the image, ok! Anyway, as of late I have found myself increasingly obsessed with my ratio of brohoofs vs the amount of posts I have. But does this even matter? My current ratio is 94 brohoofs/91 posts, or 103%. If you reply, make sure you post your ratio to!
My friends, we are in a battle for the very soul of MLP forums. A dark and terrible evil has risen up to crush the very life out of us. What foul abomination of hell has been preying upon our very souls, I hear you ask? Misquoting! Join our heroic struggle here: http://mlpforums.com/topic/110973-the-dark-art-of-misquoting/#entry3115556
Edit: Never mind guys the battle's already over, and we lost! In fact, I think I made it worse! So thanks for all the help, guys!
Don't you just love em? Not only does if feel good to receive a brohoof, but it also feels good to give one as well. They are an excellent tool for bringing about unity and harmony, and are a large part of what makes this forum so great. However, the all-mighty power of the brohoof should not be abused. I speak about one particular problem: the unwarranted granting of a brohoof. Brohoofing every post you see lessens the power a brohoof possesses, because it makes one feel as if their brohoof was
I have an English essay due tomorrow. It's a response to an essay we read in class. While this is frightening for most ponies, for me it's exciting! How did you come about this diseased way of thinking I hear you say? Well, I'm a literary god! I churned this puppy out just this morning! I'll be happy to listen to any criticism you might have! And for all you MLA format Nazis out there, this isn't how the actual paper I'm turning into the teacher is formatted.
Is Breathing Air Slavery?
No longer am I paltry blank flank! I have achieved the all-powerful rank of muffin! All shall cower beneath my chocolate chip wrath! None shall survive my heinous assault of baked delight! Now I shall... Derpy!? No wait, put me down! NOOOO-ARGHmph!
