Klopp

You shouldn't underestimate your enemies. Some of them might be able to remove your throat with ease. Do not god-mod. I wouldn't chase a stick, unless it were big enough to smash in your skull. Even then, I don't really need a stick to do that.

"Don't you give me that tone again! You act like you aren't even a part of this family, and you're right! You are too ignorant of our own people, too disrespectful of our values, and you reject everything you have been taught! Her tone got stronger with each word, and that pace of her voice got faster as she was simply getting fed up with Anatase, and her 'disrespect' for her family. She was thinking about how their family was in such high standing before Anatase got to a certain age. "Everything was fine before you were born... we were appreciated and admired by many of the clan. But once you came our society began to see us as lower class Dogs! I want it to be back the way it was, but I can't as long as you are here! I've finally had enough with you! I don't care what you do, you can go live with those gruesome ponies, but I don't want to see you again!" Lunaris couldn't believe what he was hearing. This ignorant bitch was spewing out so much nonsense. He didn't know anything about the Ruby Dog society, but surely Anatase couldn't have done anything so terrible. He decided that once the nasty bitch was gone, that he would follow the girl and try to speak with her. After all, she seemed like she could use a friend.

She looks innocent enough, but she also doesn't look too pleased. A distraught anime girl might be able to accomplish the task, depending on whether she has those typical anime girl powers that hurt so much.

7/10 I don't like the colors so much, but wolves are cool. The name as well adds a touch of style, and gives it personality.

0/10 Lack of spacing is bothersome and infected anything is just unpleasant. Especially something as delicious as cornbread. Your username is basically saying that you are an old, moldy loaf of cornbread. I doubt that's what you actually are.

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@@Driz, Just looked over your form, cause 1:30 AM for me is akin to everyone else's 5:30 pm, and it sounds perfectly fine to me! I have nothing more to say, except that having a pyromaniac in the group will certainly make things interesting. I look forward to seeing what she brings to the Roleplay. Oh, and by the way, you are ACCEPTED!

I didn't lose nearly enough blood for that to happen. The staff got it plugged up quickly enough with some strange sandy substance that I called, "Instant Scab". They just kinda pored it over the hole, and when mixed with the blood it just clotted right up. The bleeding was completely stopped not even a minute after the injury occurred.

Hmm... a silver metal pen. There are numerous ways I could kill you with this, but I think I'll go with this one. I come up behind you, with pen in hand, and before you even know what's happening I thrust the pen directly into your neck. It pierces through your jugular, then continues on to puncture your trachea. I shove it in so far that it is now stuck inside your skull, possibly even embedded in your brain. Now... as for what happens next, you will find that it is especially difficult to breath anymore. Also, since I shoved the pen past your jugular, there is only a gaping hole from which you are losing lots of blood very quickly. I just leave you there on the ground, and you will either die from lack of oxygen (Less likely) or from blood loss. (Most likely, and far more unpleasant) My work here is done. No, I don't. I just tend to be a bit morbid at times, and I'm always very descriptive. Plus, I don't know how to write anything that isn't as colorful as what you see here. Okay, actually, I do. It's just dull and uninteresting. Where's the fun in, "I stab you to death with a pen, lulz"?

"WHAAAAAAAAT!?" The bitch's loud screech reached at least a hundred fifty decibels, enough to all but rupture Lunaris' eardrum. He quickly covered his ears with his talons, but a bit too late. The ringing in his ears had already started, and it was almost as if he had been just a few feet away from an explosion. These ruby dogs must have the most powerful lungs in all of Equestria. Labradora watched as Sir Cummington left, then after he was out of sight she turned to Anatase. She glared with that horribly unpleasant glare, the one where she tilts her head slightly forward and gazes just over the rim of her glasses. The stare continued for a lengthy period of silence, then suddenly out of nowhere, with absolutely no warning..." "Ana! I've had enough of you, disrespecting me, our family, and the ENTIRE Ruby Dog Clan! You are not worthy of your own skin! You are worth less than those pony scum... even worse than the greedy Griffons and Dragons! How could I give birth to such a pile of scum!? You... you are not my daughter any longer!" Lunaris watched as the whole thing played out. This Labradora was completely unreasonable. No, they were more than unreasonable, the words escaping from her mouth were nothing but pure bile. He felt bad for the young dog, as it was clear she did nothing more than just... appear. If that were all that was worthy of guilt, the whole world would be in a cage.

I think it would be best for both of us if I did not. I hate the smell, taste, and color of coffee.

I've never felt less threatened.

6/10 It's not bad, actually. I'm just not a big fan of actual people avatars. I come online to get away from them, after all.

Labradora was not pleased. She glared with ferocity at the innocent dog, but there was nothing she could say to change his mind... but that didn't stop her from trying. "Good! Make sure you tell him exactly what I said! That we need to fight them off, or they will continue to bother us! We might be killed if we don't act now!" Labradora was finally done with her yelling. She turned just in time to see the head of a young Anatase, quickly ducking into the earth. Her temperament levels suddenly shot to the moon and beyond. "ANA! What are you doing here, bothering me! Can't you see I'm busy with Sir Cummington! Get back up here, I want to see you when I am talking to you!" In the distance, the sleeping Lunaris was bothered by the loud screaming, and he fell out of the tree with a powerful 'thud' as he hit the ground. He thought he had flown far enough away to avoid this happening, but these latest screeches tore through the mountains like an earthquake. She practically sounded like she was right next to him. He decided since he couldn't avoid it, he might as well get closer and find out what this woman was so angry about.

9/10 It sounds like a rare and beautiful gem, that is a translucent dark blue. When it is placed in front of a light, a light blue wisp seems to dance within it's center. So yeah, it's a pretty nice name.

It was early August, 2008, when my siblings and I decided we would all get together and go Ice Skating. I had never done it before, but my brother and sister had a few times. At the time I was a mere 17 years old and, like all teenagers, I was overconfident and stupid. At first I fumbled around, just trying to find a way to balance. I discovered that I got better balance by moving forward. Quickly I got the hang of two different abilities, accelerating, and turning. Unfortunately, I still didn't know how to stop without either falling on my face, or slamming into the walls. I didn't want to fall on my face, so I decided slamming into the wall was best. Besides, no wall can ever hurt me. (That remains true to this day) Anyways, I was focusing on the two things I could do, and kept going faster and faster. I started going a bit too fast, and my brother was directly ahead of me going less than half my speed. There was not enough time to turn, and no walls for me to slam against, so I had to take the only possible route. Attempt to stop without destroying my face in the ice beneath me. Stop I did, and while I did fall, my face remained intact. However... my arm got flung backwards, my leg was deflected upwards, and the two decided to meet each other halfway. The blade of the skate immediately pierced into my wrist, went through my artery like a knife through butter, and within seconds it appeared that there were buckets of blood on the ice rink. The staff helped me to stop the bleeding, and gave me an ice pack to keep on the wound. Next stop was the hospital. However, what was normally a 15 minute drive became a 2 hour drive, due to a traffic jam that clogged up not only the highway, but every single detour that led to the clinic. Anyways, I got there, then had to wait another hour, and finally I had stitches put in. It was all a very unpleasant experience, but I learned that some things I'm just better off not trying.

Why would I date someone who doesn't allow anyone else to play the game? We already know you won't date anyone.

"Thanks for taking me! I'll be fine on my own!" He yelled back at her loudly, as she flew off before he had a chance to give her a more quiet thanks. Once he flew in her direction he noticed the bipedal canines, conversing with each other and talking about the ponies. It was immediately clear that they were a very territorial species. The one kind of species Lunaris doesn't really get along with too well. He decided to just float nearby, and listen to what they were saying. The boisterous Labradora began to speak, or more appropriately shriek, to the other Diamond Dog. "Don't talk to me about my daughter! I cannot control her any more than I can control the clouds! She isn't even a Ruby Dog, as far as I'm concerned. But that isn't important! We have to get rid of these ponies before they run us out of the caves! We need to attack them the next time they show up, or we will lose our homes!" It was time for Lunaris to leave. After hearing all that, he decided it best to avoid any sort of contact with these 'Ruby Dogs'. Just from this little observation, he knew he wouldn't be welcomed at all. But, it was getting close to bed time. It was best he find a place to sleep nearby, rather than flying through the whole night. He found a large tree, overlooking a cliff face, and nestled himself in the branches to begin his nap.

Attention All Prospecting Applicants! We are changing the number of active slots from 6 to 8. The following pair of rules are going to be added to the Roleplay. The restrictions on the Pony races have changed. We will now allow two of each type, but no more than that. One person must choose a separate species, something that is NOT a pony. It doesn't even have to be a canon species, so long as it fits with the setting. I don't see any problem with your character, however, the human world that the first part takes place in is the world from Equestria Girls. This would mean that your characters name will be the same in both worlds, so he wouldn't be Sam Dansel. Just some guy named Gut Feeling, as silly as that sounds. But yes, that small detail is unimportant in our decision, and you are APPROVED for this Roleplay.

"Diamond Dogs, you say?" He was remembering what he had heard of the Diamond Dogs. Cave-digging, gem obsessed canines that walked on two legs. While it seemed like a huge over-exaggeration, all he had been told was that they were very rude, unpleasant, creatures. He had always wanted to meet them, and see for himself. Besides, his curiosity about other species was almost as strong as the curiosity for his own. "I've never met them before, but I've been curious what they are like in person. Even if they are as rude as I've heard, I'd at least like to see for myself. So, yes, I really am sure I want to go there."

No, but at least it's not Confucius.

Las Vegas Casino Poker Dealer. Shufflin' like a pro!

7.5/10 Frostgage is much good.

Why the hell would I date a mole pony?

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