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Hello fellas! This time I want to talk about music. I listen to several types of music including Synth Pop, Ska, Progressive Rock and many others. suddenly I wondered about the musical preferences of the people of the forum and here I am... this thread is for recommend music to others I start with one of my favourite albums https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PByWtP9Wu8s

notice: this fanfic is originally written in spanish. i´m doing my best trying to traduce it chapter one: Solo Flight North of London, 2am and the night elapses without surprises in underground. is the year 2112 and it seems it was yesterday that the war ended. Nefarious the tyrant took the control of the world with his minions and kept us in oppression. I've 23 years old and only a few times I saw the world who lies in the surface. the resistance triumphed and defeated Nefarious. bringing the peace to our world. but, the consequences has been horribles and the world that I knew it was almost complete destroyed. when we go to the surface we must use masks to breathe cause the air has been poisoned, the buildings of the city are destroyed and the corpses cover the streets. The fog in conjunction with the red sky does not let the sun shine is for this that everyone must carry a torch to light our way. for years we have accustomed to the underground life through complex nets of communication who interconnect all the city though the pipes of the sewer. I have seeing many people die. some for hungry, some for despair. we've illuminated the sewer with hanging torches. in this way, our eyes don't lose their sensibility. but, I still wonder if the sunlight it will be able to blinding us. it is no longer about political ideas, is no longer about communism or socialism. it's only a fight to survive each day like it was the last. A sick can be deadly and the survivors are a few. for this reason the womans started to refusing to give birth. our resistance have found, not so long ago a spaceship used for travels to the colonies in saturn and neptune. colonies were made in this places to be inhabited by humans. but, with the rise to the power of the doctor Nefarious was decreed the return of all inhabitants to the earth. the mostly of the human race no longer exist. the final war only brought death and destruction. in this post apocalyptic world we only need to wait... maybe for live, maybe for die.. who knows. my parents were members of the "anarchist front for the world liberation" and only the members of that group lived underground. Sometimes, as a child, before the war, my father took me to see the outside world through a slit. I watched a dead city, statues of the leader everywhere while children, women and men fell down to worship. That day was a Syffir of Nanhoron of the year 2112 (Tuesday in May in ancient times, but Nefarius had changed the names to the days and months of the year) everyone was restless me and my girlfriend looked at the sky. that, looked like another day without any apparent novelty. then, we listen the shouts of Aldebaran, a survivor who was studying the outer space. as expected, no one did anything - A meteor is approaching to the earth - he shouted in despair we tried take the things with calm. suddenly, an earthquake, maybe the most destructive of the story of mankind. we hear the earth roar from its innards. in the city: noises and screams. we exit to the surface with our masks and could see great rocks falling to the earth. we started to run trying to reach the spaceship. the world was about to end. my girlfriend was left behind and i couldn't save her.only five men reached the spaceship. when we was in the space we saw how the planet exploded in millions of fragments. I cried for me, for my girlfriend and because we'd be wandering forever in the eternity of the space trying to find a place to live. the only thing that I have is a photography of her... its so awful, so sad... know that i will never gonna hear her voice again. No one knew how to handle the spaceship. We looked each other in silence, no one could believe how we were still alive and even the sadness of leaving our planet, our home, the place where we were born, grew, lived and survived. The ship began to have problems. we dont knew about the correct handling. when the turbulence started everything collapsed. only divine intervention could save us. everyone was praying before our death. there was no hope but then, suddenly, we heard a great voice and saw a great light. I woke up in the bank of a river in a strange place more chapters with the time

well, i´m a christian and I really enjoy the christian music in english ( the christian music in spanish is an awful thing to waste) synthpop bands as crumbacher or mad at the world, alternative rock music like the choir... and others like the barratt band, undercover, resurrection band and Daniel Amos. I think that the christian music helps a lot in moments of spiritual crisis

I think there's one death for the fire challenge. a young fella of 16 years old... A real shame... this generation is losing their direction in a sea of stupidity and idiots who believe that do this type of challenges makes you cool or something like that... Sometimes I dont know what is happening with the youth today... they need help for sure, but im not really sure if we can help or not

well. let's talk about the last in human stupidity... "The Fire Challenge" ´ we are going too far? ´ we can do everything for a moment of fame? ... really i can't imagine how stupid you can be if try this. someone told them who set their bodies on fire is funny? is, for this type of things that I didn't consider the human beings like a superior race. I also noticed that everyone who attempted this challenge are black people... don't misunderstand me, i'm not racist at all ... is just... curious at least... for me so... what do you think about this?...

I don't believe that are concepts. you can write almost of everything. the only thing you really need is inspiration. I speak from my personal experience. one day I had a dream of a romantic story, then, i wrote it ( I have not finished the story yet) think in your favourites books, references... or what is easier for you to write ( my stronger suit are the romantic stories) the idea of Rarity supports her boutique by secretly partaking in underground fight clubs is interesting for me, I would give it a try to your fanfic if you write about that... but anyway... dont try to compare your style of written with others. this is, in last term, almost fatal cause you are gonna start to think " i´m doing the wrong thing" or " my fanfic is not quite good as others". the only recipe for make a successful fanfic is the inspiration and the dedication that you can put on it a great hug!

Gracias Amigo! (thank you friend) i will do my best to contribute to the forum. either with the translation of fanfics or another topics a great hug!

My Favourite Mane 6 Pony: Rarity How did you find MLP Forums?: How you became a fan of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic: about me... i´m from south America, from chile to be more exact. so, my primary language is the spanish.. I´m 22 years old. I love write stories in fact i have written several fanfics in spanish with a moderate success... I will translate some fanfics for the forum with the time. I simply love the music. my favourite band is Rush. I play keyboards and sing too but I haven't a band yet. I also collect Stamps of all over the world ... there's nothing more to say except that I hope find some fun with you in the forum a great hug!