After some time on the forums, and thinking about this whole crazy pony thing I got a thought. I think I know why it attracts us. The optimism speaks to a part of us down deep inside, the part of our soul hidden away as we grew up. The part that sees the world in black and white. That looks up to heroes and thinks bad guys never win.
As kids we all saw through the darkness of this world to the light. We were truly happy. Remember how happy we was to go with out moms or dads and get a new g
It was two years ago that FiM first aired. I wasn't there in the beginning, but I heard it's story not long after I joined the herd. It's hard to believe that one angry news article and the faith and dedication of one woman's fans created all this.
If you were to tell my child self that My Little Pony would be favorite show someday I'd be perplexed, mainly because I didn't even know there was a cartoon, to me they were just those kinda cool colorful little toys you get in Happy Meals. Yes I
I'm so happy, I finally got my hands on one of these after one for years, I wound up paying $33 for the whole lot, so I didn't get a bad deal on it either, now only if I could find more games.
It's frustrating because I had a spurt where everyone inexplicably had Dreamcast games for sale when I went out hunting, but not a system in sight aside from one with no cords or controllers laying at the local flea-market store in "the owner doesn't know what to do with it" limbo.