Pripyat Pony

Shadow Star smiled slightly. "Now, if you're looking for heroes," she drawled, taking another gulp from her glass, "Just why are you here at this dead and alive place? Of course, I'm always up for an adventure, if the price is right. I have, shall we say, gotten to know some very shady characters in my time so might just know something about whoever is causing trouble overseas." The unicorn mare spoke the truth in this, tho there was one stallion that she would not care to meet again. More years ago than she cared to remember, when she had been a young and innocent filly, she had been seduced by an older stallion, one who had immense magical power. When she became in foal by him, he had abruptly left and Shadow Star had never seen him again, nor wanted to.

@Zenchi Shadow Star grinned. She levitated the glass with her magic, and took a gulp, sighing with pleasure. "Well, I figured it was just the right time for this," she said. Smirking a little, she stroked the soft leather of her coat. "Won this off a stallion who I cleaned out a few hours ago. Silly boy, he thought he stood a chance at winning a hoof of poker with me."

The door suddenly shot open, slamming on its hinges to hit the wall. A red glow surrounded it, preventing the door from swinging back and blocking the path of the mare behind it. A moment later, and a unicorn mare walked into the bar. She had dark blue fur and a mane striped two different shades of blue. Her eyes were red and there was a wicked grin on her face. She wore an expensive looking coat of dragon leather and furry boots; both had been bought with her ill gotten gains. Her eyes roved lazily around and came to rest on her favourite chair next to the bar. The mare was a regular at this particular watering hole and immediately made her order. Shadow Star, roving gambler and general good time filly, had arrived. "Just a mug of the strongest whiskey you've got," she drawled, tossing bits on to the bar.

@Randimaxis Diego took a long time to answer Lammy. Truth be told, he had much wanted this bizarre situation to be a crazy, alcohol induced hallucination but in the end, he had to admit that it wasn't and this, strange as it was, was reality. "It's just an expression," he replied, finally, rubbing his head with a hoof, messing his spiky black mane up even more than it already was. "My head really aches. You don't happen to have any painkillers about, do you?" Just glancing at the bright yellow surroundings made his head ache even more; it was almost blinding. Yellow was not one of Diego's favourite colours. Not only was it too bright, it also brought to mind the unpleasant bile he often brought up after too many jars in the bar. The bar that was not where he was now. He groaned at the thought of the comfortable cot that he normally slept on, not the hard boards he lay on now. A thought struck his hazy brain as the draconequus mentioned the bet. "Hang on, do you have a reason for bringing me here?" he asked her. "I mean, you already can do magic, right? Just what would you need me for? I can't do nothing."

Will we still be able to upload pictures?

There's also the "Speshul Snowflake" player, who takes it as a mortal insult if anypony dares to dislike their character or disapprove of their actions.

@Lektra Bolt Oooh! Me, me! *raises hand* I have two changeling characters. Mariposa is reformed, Cicada is not. I haven't updated their profiles tho, cuz of the rework. She doesn't accept Thorax as the new Hive leader and is basically an outcast. Mariposa used to be a spy for the Hive but reformed. Her new form is pink, grey and mauve. If you have any questions, please ask. I am itching to update their profiles but sadly must wait for the rework.

Cool! I will be transferring all my characters as soon as the rework is done. Plus adding some new ones. can't wait.

Diego groaned. "Awful," he replied. "My head feels like it's gonna explode." He raised his head with an effort and looked about him, "Who in the name of Tartarus are you?" he asked, grumpily. "And where am I? What happened to the bar?" He couldn't understand what had happened to him. One moment he was passing out on the bar, the next moment he was here. Whereever "here" was. It certainly wasn't any place he'd ever been in before. @Randimaxis

@Randimaxis Diego was too far gone to notice any of these signs. He just didn't want to admit that he'd been beaten. So he, with an effort, managed to lift all the shot glasses and drink all the rum. As he drained the last glass, however, darkness enveloped him and he slumped across the bar. The world was black and white. Black was the colour of the sky, with white being the grass on which he sat, watching the stars falling from the sky. Diego leapt to his hooves, running towards one star that fell to earth nearby. He desperately tried to hold it in his hooves, but it melted into nothingness as he watched in pain. As he sat staring at his empty hooves, the white grass began to fade away, becoming one with the darkness... This was the last time that Diego ever saw Starfall and Glory, his beloved marefriend and foal. This was the night that everything ended. The townsponies advanced on where Diego stood in front of their house; a home no longer. They waved torches and weapons and shouted angrily. "Kill the witch!" one pony screamed. "Only the princesses have horns and wings; this filly is an abomination!" A wave of anger crashed across Diego. Who was the abomination, his innocent foal or these prejudiced wretches? He would show them the error of their ways. Diego used his magic to lift Glory, who was shaking in terror, and place her on Starfall's back. "Quick," he whispered to her. "Take Glory and fly away. These are all earth ponies and unicorns, so they won't be able to follow." "But what about you? I don't want you to be hurt," sobbed Starfall. She was worried about her coltfriend, especially seeing the advancing mob. "I'll be fine," Diego replied. "Now, go." He gave Starfall a hurried kiss, before she spread her wings and flew up into the sky, soon hidden among the clouds. Diego turned to face the townsponies, a scowl on his face. How dare these fools try to destroy the peaceful life which was all he'd ever wanted? Diego's eyes changed colour from mint green to blood red; a sign that he was to unleash the full power of his chaos magic. The townsponies backed away in horror as Diego rose into the air in front of them, seemingly propelled by dragon wings, with his horn and eyes glowing red as he did so. Of course, the wings were not really there; just an illusion, but to the townsponies, they were real and it was as tho their worst nightmare had come to life in front of them. "You call my foal a freak, a witch, inequine?" Diego snarled. "The ones who are inequine, ARE YOU!!" Several blasts of chaos magic, and the town was aflame. Rocks and hailstones fell from the sky, and bright green vines snaked up from the ground. The townsponies panicked and ran in all directions. Diego didn't know or care how many made it away from the burning town, he was completely consumed with his fury and hatred. This was to be the last time for years that he'd unleash the full force of his chaos magic, after that night when he completely razed the town to the ground, leaving nothing but scorch marks...

@Randimaxis As it happened, Diego had never once drank that particular rum. His tab didn't run to such expensive items, and in any case, he didn't see the point when he could just as easily reach oblivion on cheaper alcohol. He picked up each shot glass with his magic and downed it. The third one wobbled around wildly in the air, spilling a few drops off the side, but he managed just about to get the glass to his mouth and swallow. The bar seemed to go in and out of focus. The noise level around him seemed to drop considerably, as tho he was underwater, and the lights seemed to be far too bright. Diego slumped on the bar, laying his head down, tho he still wasn't about to give up and pass out. He valiantly fought to keep his eyes open as he slurred to the mare. "That all? I ain't done yet."

@Randimaxis Diego smirked. "Sure, honey, whatever you say," he replied. "But you'll lose." He turns to the front of the bar. "What are you drinking? You can choose, after all, ladies first." Diego didn't think that this would be a very long contest at all. He might have had a few jars that night, but this mare was practically paralytic. Hell, she could barely articulate, let along stand up. He figured on an hour at best, then he thought that he'd call it a night and go upstairs to sleep it on. Favouring the mare with a smile, Diego added, "Let the best pony win," making it completely clear he thought that would be him.

@Califorum Request finished, hope you like. Done with dithering and glitter. Base: https://www.deviantart.com/kaori-warbird/art/Alicorn11-656449138

Diego smirked slightly. "Honey," he slurred, his voice belying the fact that he had already imbibed several units of alcohol already, "I invented drinking. At least, in my own mind. You thinking about a contest? Sweetie, you'd stand no chance." He wasn't merely idly boasting. Diego had inherited his hard head and almost inequine alcohol tolerance from his mother Shadow Star, a hard drinking mare who frequented the gambling dens at Las Pegasus and who's talent was fleecing the unwary of their cash. There were stallions all over Equestria who shivered involuntarily whenever they thought of how they had met her across the poker board and had ended up stripped of all their money and valuables after just one game of blackjack. Shadow Star drank as hard as she gambled; even her foal hadn't held her back. Diego had spent his foalhood either sleeping in a corner while his mother played cards, or curled up in a chair watching her with a shot of bourbon in front of him. She had seen nothing wrong to introducing her son to hard liquor early on, and now, neither did he. His father, Diego had never known. He was gone from the scene before Diego was born and his mother would not speak of him.

This needs to be an emoji. It's the scariest thing on the net right now.

Diego felt strangely thankful that what had come out of the strange mare's mouth was not a stream of invective against him, as was usual whenever he made a rare attempt to befriend another pony. Unless, of course, they backed away in horror before screaming in panic and running away. There was a good reason why Diego was a loner; the constant hatred and fear got to him. He figured that he could do worse than try and humour this obviously drunk off her arse stranger. "Yeah, honey," he replied, propping himself up against the bar top so as to relieve the strain on his own unsteady legs. "You sure do look like a leader to me."

Diego laughed. He hadn't so much as smiled for a long time, but something about this mare's behaviour just invited a laugh. He stifled it as soon as he could, and edged up to her. "Sorry for laughing," he said. "What are you drinking? Must be good if it has that effect on you." He wasn't trying to chat her up, he just figured that he might as well talk to another pony for a change. As well as the fact that since he was sitting next to a paying customer, that would stop Sweet Cakes from trying to start on him again.

Diego returned Sweet Cakes' glare with a sardonic smirk; he felt that she had gotten what she deserved. He watched Wild Cherry saunter away with a kind of wistfulness. Diego never committed himself to any mare, tho he had of course had sporadic "meetings" with willing mares from time to time. He still bore a faint hope of one day finding his lost marefriend Starfall, tho after so many years, that hope became harder and harder to cling to. In fact, the tragedy was that Starfall herself had fled to a place of safety in order to protect her foal but had been unable to find Diego afterwards. Two lost souls, yearning for each other but unable to find each other. Diego, with an effort, pushed the thought away to the back of his mind and took a defiant swig of his whiskey, turning to face the mare at the bar. He narrowed his eyes at the sight of the petite unicorn, in her posh clothes who looked extremely out of place next to the other patrons. He hadn't seen her in the bar before, and he thought he knew everypony who came to the drinking hole.

Now, to meet some of the different types of Mary Sue that abound in fanfiction and roleplay. If you are ever unfortunate enough to meet one of these abominations, the only thing to do is kill it with fire. You should also try and avoid having one as your OC as doing so will ensure that nopony will want to roleplay with you, ever. Note: As Mary Sues can appear in every fandom known to humankind, I am using generic images to illustrate the types of Sue. I will post five at a time, so as not to overload everypony with the sheer horrificness of Suedom. Also, there are a few which are generally only in a few fandoms, but these Sues have been known to migrate to other fandoms where they appear even more out of place and awful than they do in the fandom they originated from. Goth Sue. This Sue is oh so edgy and pseudo goffick it makes your head hurt. She will often be a vampire, tho with no negative connotations and will appear to suffer from some kind of anger management problem. Goth Sue will always be seen as justified in attacking anyone that her creator dislikes in the original work, and no-one will ever call her out on her attitude problem. She will always dress in black and what the creator sees as typical "goffick" clothes. Emo Sue. Sometimes confused with Goth Sue, cuz she also tends to dress in black, but there the similarity ends. Where Goth Sue would attack, Emo Sue would instead creep into a corner and sob, wail and whine. Everyone immediately rushes to her side and comforts her, cept for the designated bitch of the fanfic, who will be portrayed as being spiteful and mean cuz she doesn't dance attendance on Emo Sue. Emo Sue will be constantly going on and on about her tragic past and this will be focused on to the detriment of everything else, even important canon events. Anti-Sue. This Sue type is created when a Suethor tries to fix her character to not be a Sue, but instead of actually working on her character and her story, she instead creates Anti-Sue, who is ugly, stupid and useless, but is still the focus of the story and the one who everyone loves. She might be clumsy, but is still entrusted with important tasks. She may be ugly, but all the guys adore her. In short, Anti-Sue is still a Sue, just one showing her true colours at the start. Sexy Lamp Sue. This Sue's name is taken from the Sexy Lamp Test; basically, if you can take out a female character and replace her with a sexy lamp, then she fails as a character. Sexy Lamp Sue is that character. She adds nothing whatsoever to the plot, doesn't affect the story in any way, and basically doesn't have any point to her. This is the worst type of Sue; bad as they may be, other Sue types at least make a contribution, however awful, to the canon plot. Sexy Lamp Sue just exists cuz her creator wants her to. She is usually a self insert. Copy-Cat Sue. This Sue is, to put it bluntly, a Suethor's favourite character, cept with a few extras added on. For example, a My Little Pony loving Suethor would bring in her character as a colour swap of her favourite character Twilight Sparkle, who is exactly like her in every way (cept better at everything) and is introduced into her fanfic as "Twilight's long lost sister". This shows the Suethor's incredibly lazy writing; she hasn't created a character, just copied an existing canon. Copy-Cat Sue is extremely annoying due to this, especially in cases like the example shows as it is something which, canon wise, is just not possible.

@Quinch "Like, that's cuz I'm so powerful, I can become invisible. But I'm actually there, you know. Every time you see a battle? It's actually me doing powerful magic, while invisible, to save the day." @Dream Walker "They're just jealous. They wish they could be as awesome as me." *smug grin*

This is something I got in an email and thought it would be fun to share. XD Basically, here are some silly questions, so answer them. My answers are below, love to see what answers everypony here comes up with. Be as short or as detailed as you like. What is the funniest name you have actually heard used in the real world? - Tangerine. What is something that is really popular now, but in 5 years everyone will look back on and be embarrassed by? - Duck face selfies. What is the most embarrassing thing you have ever worn? - A global hypercolour t-shirt. Basically, it changes colour where you sweat. What’s the best type of cheese? - Stinky French cheese. What are some fun and interesting alternatives to war that countries could settle their differences with? - Micro Machines tournament on Playstation. What would be the worst thing for the government to make illegal? - Breathing. What mythical creature would improve the world most if it existed? - Unicorns. How do you feel about putting pineapple on pizza? - I love love love it. If peanut butter wasn’t called peanut butter, what would it be called? - Peanut spread. What would be the creepiest thing you could say while passing a stranger on the street? - "I know where you live." What ridiculous and untrue, yet slightly plausible, reason can you come up with for the cause of common ailments like headaches or cavities? - Radium jaw. What fictional character is amazing in their book / show / movie, but would be insufferable if you had to deal with them in mundane everyday situations? - Legolas from LOTR. I would eventually end up punching him.

Diego sighed heavily, staring into the water as tho it was a scrying glass. Despite the many drinks he had had that night, the memories were still there, burning in his mind and refusing to go away no matter what he did. This was why he drunk himself into a stupor night after night. He had told nopony about the tragedy, not even Brandy, tho Diego had an inkling that perhaps the other stallion knew that some sort of terrible memory plagued him. Once, Diego had been content, living a fairly quiet life in a sleepy town out west. He and his marefriend Starfall, a pretty pegasus, had married very young and had had a foal together. The foal had been very unusual, possibly as a result of his talent, with both wings and horn, but not an alicorn; instead, a pegacorn. This had made the townsfolk look at them suspiciously, tho they had tried their best to ignore the aside glances and hoof gestures that were meant to stave off the evil eye that were always aimed in their direction whenever the family left the house. When these harmless, if hurtful, gestures had evolved into actual attacks, Diego had unleashed the full fury of his chaos powers on the townsfolk. Starfall had fled with their foal, to where he never found out, while the town burned to the ground. Diego had left hurriedly; he had searched for his marefriend and foal everywhere but had never found either, and cuz of what had taken place that night, Diego was shunned all the more by other ponies who feared his magic.Tho an unusually powerful unicorn, Diego had never since unleashed the full force of his magic, fearing what he might do. Instead, he had eventually settled in this dead and alive town, and attempted every night to bury the memories that haunted him. He sighed again, and used his magic to turn the water into whiskey. He really couldn't see himself getting thru the night without more alcohol, maybe with this, he might even get some sleep.

Diego shrugged. He caught the rag and, with difficulty, focused on it. At the bartender's words, he said, "Normally, I wouldn't be harassing the staff, you know... but that broad, she really needs to loosen up. That, and she took my drink. I freaking well earned that drink." His horn glowed briefly with magic, a sign that somepony was going to get it. Even the most sozzled patron would know better than to mess with Diego when they saw his horn glow. The ones he threw out would get that knowledge far too late to escape their fate. Diego wasn't bothered about being disliked by the waitress; he didn't really care what she, or anypony else, thought of him. He'd lived his entire life so far being shunned for his talent, after all. What Diego used his magic for was not violent or painful, at least, physically. He preferred a different way to teach a pony a lesson. So, this waitress was gonna be a party pooper, steal his drink and act as tho he didn't earn his bits? She was gonna regret it. With his magic, Diego gave the snooty waitress a blindingly brightly coloured rainbow wig, clown makeup and a matching costume, complete with ridiculously too large boots and a bright red nose. He also painstakingly took back his drink and downed it in one.

At the table, half sitting, half slumped across its stained, scuffed surface, was a stallion. He had a scruffy black mane and tail, both sticking up at odd angles and patched red and indigo fur. His eyes, currently bloodshot, were green and he looked up at the waitress with a sardonic look. "I don't see no trouble, so you tell me, honey, just what am I supposed to be doing?" he replied, rolling his eyes. The stallion was well known around the area as a drunk, a loner and a trouble maker, and the bar was his second home. His name was Diego and his talent was chaos magic. This set him apart from other ponies who assumed erroneously that he was related to Discord. This had been his lot ever since his first act of chaos, turning the statue in the town centre into peanut butter, and earning Diego his cutiemark; the symbol of chaos. In the bar, Diego had a job of sorts in return for enough bits to live on and his bar tab permanently paid off. If anypony started a ruckus, got angry at the staff or dared to insult the owner, then Diego would deal with them in as hilarious a way that he could manage with his magic. He used his magic to lift the glass of bright blue liquor to his muzzle and took a sip, waiting for the waitress (he could never really remember their individual names) to reply.