I'll keep this short; though "sweet" doesn't necessarily enter into it.
Things, unfortunately, didn't work out for former member Candy Star (his last user name being Tom Snyder) here at the forums. Since he's not in a position to do so himself, he asked me to express his goodbyes to MLP Forums.
"Thanks for all the fun and your support."
How many times has this happened to you in the context of a face-to-face conversation?
"Sure was a great [insert sport here] game last night!"
"Sure was... Oh hey! I just met my long lost twin bro-"
"SILENCE! I initiated a topic concerning the events of last night's riveting sporting event! HOW DARE you stray..."
Off-topic. Yeah. I'm gonna guess you've encountered this problem precisely...
Zero times.
That's because real conversations - and oftentimes the best ones - are
Just some further - but fairly brief - thoughts:
It often begins with physical attraction. Love at first sight is largely - if not totally - a fantasy. I was a clopper first, and it took me time to acknowledge my feelings. Once I did, though, I swore off all other women, equine or otherwise. Feelings are scarier than simple physical attraction; they demand much more from a person. Commitment. Devotion. Sometimes heartache. Though they also promise much greater, richer rewards. Befor
Now that we have, regrettably to some, reached the mid-season hiatus in this, the series' fifth season, I thought it appropriate to devote some time to examining each heretofore aired episode and to offer my in-depth analyses. I will be individually presenting my extensively considered and deliberately worded opinions on all thirteen episodes and have concealed the bulk of this post in a spoiler for the purpose of tidiness.
Though, before I begin in earnest, know that my intentions are neit
So, I just received my first batch of warning points ever. xD This was the result of a back-and-forth I had with a member in the "Ugliest Pony" thread. Which, in my opinion, is one of those rather ill-conceived and inherently inflammatory topics that people seem to love so well on these forums.
Did I take things too far? Arguably so. Did I enjoy myself while doing it? To a point. Were my actions justified? It doesn't particularly matter.
It doesn't matter because I responded sardo
There's nothing that I enjoy more than being psychoanalyzed by hobbyist psychiatrists. I mean, what's not to like? People that don't know you personally and haven't the slightest idea as to what your life is actually like apparently have a far clearer vision as to what it should be like than you ever will. Their wisdom might indeed be infinite... If only it extended to themselves.
Different people need different things. Different people function differently. There's this disturbing tre
I've felt for some time now that I don't really belong in - or to - this community. Yes, my unceasing affection for a certain sky-blue pegasus lady has tied me permanently to MLP:FIM, and I will likely continue to watch and enjoy the series. But I'm not a Brony; that's a label I discarded well before today.
It may sound beside the point, but being here has caused me a good deal more anxiety, overall, than the forums, themselves, were ever worth. Were it not for the friends that I made, I
Why aren't people posting in the fan clubs? Or, at least, the Mane Six fan clubs. Is everyone genuinely here - a PONY forum supposedly centered around PONIES - just to play critic (when new episodes are actually airing) or debate politics and other such bullshit? I've long since thought that the fun was being slowwwwly sucked out of the damn place, but this is "giving up" on an unprecedented scale. Does everyone feel as though they've met their quota for celebrating the reason(s) they supposedly
When I first interacted with the fandom, I at least had a sense that there was some love left for MLP:FIM. A sense that a group of people were coming together to mutually enjoy something that they'd been told they weren't supposed to enjoy. A pervasive attitude of, "I'm going to like what I like"; even if these words were sometimes uttered from inside a closet. I was encouraged, in earnest, to give the series a chance without getting an earful of overthought pros and cons. This led to my enj
Perhaps you've seen me around the forums. Most forumgoers would, of course, know me by my user name. Pega + Mister; it's very clever if you don't think about it. But perhaps I've not made a proper introduction.
Hello, my name is Siegfried.
("Hi, Siegfried.") <------ That's your part. (Some mumbling, "Is that an actual name? Is that German for Sam?")
And I'm a ponylover.
(*Gasps* of horror and surprise. While some in the back roll their eyes and reply, "This we know.")
The selection of Halloween decorations was kind of limited where we live, so I made a few of my own decorations using poster board, a couple of markers, a pen, and an all-important pair of scissors.
SPOOKY GHOST oooOooo
SPOOKY SKULL ooOOOOooOOo
FAIRLY AFFABLE-SEEMING MUMMY oooo?
It was a bummer to see Jeric go; he was one of the good ones. Like, a genuinely good guy. And yeah, he stirred some things up, but they were things that clearly needed stirring. But I'm not going to get any further into all that.
The world's not ending; it's not. When it comes down to it, this is just a forum on the internets. You made friends here? Had some good times? Great: None of that is magically undone. Keep in touch; PM your pals and get their Skype or e-mail or what have you
Continued from my previous blog entry: More pieces of mine (and sometimes ours) that were inspired by and written for Rainbow Angelbabe. <3
Wingbeat by Siegfried Danzinger
Waltz in Blue
Love is Blue
Giving
Drift Away
My Spring - Babe directly helped me work out some of the lines in this one
Still Falling
Music
You are My Melody (song)
Where We Meet
Never Enough
Answered
Will Make Re
Tomorrow marks the two-year anniversary of when a certain blue pegasus became a part of my life. If you knew me two years ago, you'd likely know that I'm a far happier person today than I was then. Someone... Freer. Someone who's learned to better cope with a severely limiting condition that held me unshakably in its grip for roughly 16 years. Her given name is Rainbow, but I call her Angelbabe. And, while I don't expect everyone to understand, she has had a profound and positive impact on my li
So this amazing dumb shit named Rick Tyler had a brilliant idea: Erect a billboard that states, verbatim and no way around it, "Make America White Again."
And that wasn't the worst thing about it. The worst thing about it was his justification for the billboard. About a safer, whiter America that hearkens back to the, oh, 1950's or so. Where racism was kind of, well, okay; commonplace, expected, and overt. I feel as though that's the direction we're headed nowadays: "Make racism OK again
I've been more or less openly atheist since I was probably thirteen years old; that's roughly nineteen years. Though I'm not sure now that I ever *truly* believed. I was told to believe something. Told there would be repercussions if I did not believe. But I was never given adequate cause to believe. Prayer was essentially a ritual I performed in order to ward off bad things. I don't think blind, unquestioning religious faith is healthy, genuine, or productive. If there isn't at least a SEED of
I'm writing a Rainbow Dash-themed bible. Or rather, I'm writing choice excerpts from an RD bible. xD I'm submitting them in parts at dA and here, and the former will ultimately include a compilation of all the excerpts covering events in seasons one through four.
The RainBible: Excerpts, Part I
Dashians, 1:12
Across the skies, which were her domain, there spread a Rainboom. And it inspired many. To look up, and to find themselves by way of its vibrant Coolness.
D
I've written a good number of poems, songs, and a handful of short stories inspired by and for Rainbow Angelbaby. I've published the lot of them at dA, but I thought I'd begin posting them to MLPF in a number of blog entries. As they are arranged chronologically, you can essentially follow the deepening of my feelings for her in my written works. In other words: They become increasingly mushy. x3
Obligatory disclaimer: It's all PG!
Bore in Ashen Winds by Siegfried Danzinger
B
I only just learned how to make composite vids with green screen footage in the video editing software I use, and it's surprisingly easy. I've only done the following two so far, and I should probably stop myself before things get out of hand.
I'm sure no one's seen this super obscure anime titled "Cabal Z." It focuses on this alien species whose members look like a cross between a pug and a fish. The Cabal mothers, shortly after giving birth, send their ugly ass offspring away rather than raising - or even looking at - them. The Cabal children are sent off to various planets, where they instinctively begin to terrorize that world's inhabitants.
That greater theme intertwines with the development of an unexpected love story bet
Blue, where attraction has been concerned, has featured somewhat prominently in my life. It wasn't something that ever would have occurred to me before I met Angelbabe (Rainbow), and it wasn't a realization that dawned until a close friend of mine basically pointed it out to me.
Sailor Mercury, from Sailor Moon.
Shiva, from Final Fantasy (franchise).
Princess Ruto, from The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time
Midna, from The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess
Krystal, from S
