ThatOneComrade

For once, PMD: Gates of Infinity isn't it No, this is: You know why. We all know why.

Dude, you enjoy those suits to the best of your abilities and don't ever let anyone dull your sparkle. If a child sees you and doesn't cry, but instead lets out a squeal of joy, the fursuit's fine with me.

Grab some popcorn, this is a long one. In elementary school the oldest kids got to have a staff vs students football game. I was one of the more athletic kids in my class so I got drafted, which was a problem because I didn't (and still don't) know zip about American football. I didn't wanna back out though, because I didn't want to look like a wuss in front of my extremely competitive classmates. So the night before the big game I went online and studied football videos to get ready. The next day everyone in the school was pumped up. My classmates were talking smack, and the teachers did too. They called us out to the field, and the whole school was outside drinking hot chocolate and waving banners. They roared when the players made their way on the field. They hooted and they chanted and my closest friends at the time couldn't even get my attention since I was so overwhelmed by the sight. We got in our places. There was a tense silence, then the librarian blew the whistle and it was chaos. Whatever confidence I'd held up to that point drained from me, and I resorted to cowering in fear and trying not to get run over. Eventually I worked up the nerve to defend a bit, and since I was a fast runner it wasn't too hard for me to keep the ball out of the PE teacher's (who was only second best to the art teacher, surprisingly) hands. Time was beginning to run out. It was the final play. Some kid from the other class yelled out "HIKE!" and my teammates and I ran. Once again, I didn't know what I was doing so I just followed their lead. I followed this kid-- Mike, I think-- a couple feet behind. I look up, and the ball's getting thrown to him. The PE teacher goes for the defense, but Mike's already too close to catching it. He's so close, but he's too small. He only succeeds in tapping it, making it flip in the air, right towards me. It was like slow motion. The ball was coming right towards me, practically willing itself to drop into my hands. If I caught that ball we'd win the game, my team would get two free hot chocolates, and my name would be remembered for the next week at the least. So I reached for it. And I missed. The ball slammed into my face, cracking my glasses, and fell on the ground. The reaction was almost immediate. My teammates were too shocked to react, but the crowd wasn't. The kids yelled and screamed and groaned and boo'd. The staff on the field looked horrified, like they were waiting for me to cry (There was broken glass near my eyes and that kid had thrown it pretty hard), but I couldn't. I just stared at the ball in horror, grasping the air where it should have been. I was too ashamed to cry. I was blacklisted for weeks. People didn't forgive me until school ended, but I never forgot. I can't forget.

I have one Oshawott I won at Busch Gardens by accident A cat I got at my little sister's birthday party at Build-a-Bear a few years ago (I was forced to join in the "put love into the stuffing" dance and to this day I am terrified that the three strangers that recorded it uploaded it online) An Oddish my middle school science teacher made for me before I went to high school (Such a nice lady) And a Tom (from Tom and Jerry) plushie I've had since I was two.

Since I have a low sugar tolerance on my birthday we substitute the cake for pizza, or steak, or empanadas. or really whatever I want. I've wanted to go to a restaurant to eat for a while now, but the places I want to go to end up closed due to the holidays. So basically we just stay home and talk.

I really like this one because I took a risk with it and left my comfort zone. It came out pretty good, I think

Fiction because it's stupid. Egyptians built the pyramids. Why the heck would aliens wanna build pyramids.

Twilight Sparkle. I go to a school that substitutes actual teaching for passing out packets, so it's hard for me to pay attention (especially when I can just Google the answers). So I've been trying to become more enthusiastic about learning. Trying to psych myself up so it isn't like I'm wasting hours upon hours of my day filling out packets. I have had little success, but hey, a girl can hope.

Only one man's name comes to mind: SCOTT STERLING!!!

Princess Celestiaaaaaa!!!!

Wowza. That's a lot of math. Impressive.

No specific fic, but almost every Vinyl x Octavia fic I've suffered through was just... so sad. And it's not even like they were badly written-- there were a lot of talented authors-- it's just that they were all identical. I could chop them all up and stick them together and it'd all be the same story. It's really disheartening.

GOLLY GEE I WONDER WHY CHARACTERS IN AN AMERICAN CARTOON SPEAK ENGLISH WHAT A MYSTERY.

I never learned how to trash talk, actually. Sure I can claim I'll beat them in Mario Kart, but the second my friends begin to trash talk I'm at a road block. Sure I can try trash-talking back, but I've learned that keeping my mouth shut saves me the embarrassment.

Call me what you like but the Starbucks panini makes a darn good breakfast. Expensive, but good. The chicken santa fe is my favorite.

Heartbutt is what I go with, 'cause I <3 dat booty lol I'm going to pony hell

On a scale of 1-10? Hella (like 16)

I used to have a disinterest in her (She never really stood out to me), and I thought it was because of that disinterest that I didn't like her. Turns out though, it was her fans that freak out at everything she does that made me dislike her. Who would've thought it? But no I don't dislike Fluttershy anymore, though I still don't find her all that interesting compared to the rest of the Main 6.

Both! Just depends on what I'm doing. If I'm writing, I use the right shift. If I'm drawing, it's the left. Haha, I just used the right shift again.

Fallout 3 and its predecessors haven't aged very well, I don't think.

Angel because he's got a personality. Can he be a jerk? Yes, but it's been shown that he cares for Fluttershy and tries to help when he can (Who's always reminding her of important times? Plus, dat training montage). I like him

Every night (or day, depends how I feel) at 7/6c Unless I've been running on adrenaline all day and am too tired to put one foot in front of the other, it's every day.

Once upon a time I was a terrible cook and a disappointment to my family. But now I'm a decent cook and no longer much of a disappointment to my family. Practice makes perfect.

Well that's a tough call. I like both names. I do have a preference for Ditzy Doo though. Sounds cuter