Dust-Shot

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960. This is a little(okay, quite) unfair since bronies are three times more than pegasisters as recorded by the Census.

438704. We are almost half-way there!

Uh, I have Battlefield 3 and a hoof full of Call of Duty. I am pleased with the games and would buy the other CODs or BFs too. But yes I agree they are quite shady and half a pay-to-win. So, I'd rather say I'm neutral to them, okay?

Hello there! You'll love this! As some ponies said, it is perfectly fine to talk about EG. And as another pony said, you gotta post stuff. Enjoy your stay! P.S. Don't go in the WC- There's a strange thing in the toilet.

Also, I edited a good piece of fanfiction. Tell me if you like it. "Chapter 1: The End". It actualy wasn't put there for laughs, but glad you like it! Now I get it too XD! Anyways, I'll add more tommorow. Keep on reviewing!

Really didn't help that one of the kids was absent the whole time, another had no idea what a mercenary was, and the final one thought it was the same thing as a police officer. Anyways, I'm rambling. Good luck in your endeavors. I must say your crew sure knows to do it with style! Anyway, for the "too short fanfic" thing is that this is just some of it if you like it. I'll keep polishing this. Thanks for the reviews!

Yup, you got me(fill the post) That photo is actualy quite funny Gotta go now! It's around 05:02 here. I spent around 7 hours here. Tough totaly worth it! Who needs sleep when you have ponies P.S. caught a mistap just in time

Thanks to all of you! I declared Derpy is best pony and now I'm a muffin. Yay

Here is Dust Shot. He is a combat engineer. He is stubborn, brave, creative and clever. Here is him: Here is Dust Shot. He is a combat engineer. Here is him: Here is his cutie mark: His uniform is a desert version of this: And one of these on his sides Do what you can. If I'm too picky I'll be happy with what comes out By the way, I like the tan to brown color changes the best.

Warning: This fanfiction contains letters, spaces and words. Read at your own risk. Dead Hooves: Survivors(take 1) Chapter1: The End Greetings. My name is Thunder Strike. And, today I am here to tell you a story. My story. Are you ready? What? You don't want it? Well, that ain't stopping me. Eleven years ago, there still were the good times. Well, not perfect. Still had some problems. But at least no bloody monsters running across the street. I was eleven. I remember it like it was yesterday... it was the first day of school A.K.A. The anti-student day. *ring* And the sound everybody hated. The sound of an alarm clock. A bright yellow hoof reached for it and pressed a button to make it stop. That was me. I let out a groan, and tried as hard as I could to get on my hooves. In the end I did it, leaving some of my feathers in my bed. "*sigh* Another school day... another torture day..." I went out of my room and went to my bathroom, the fluffy clouds on which I was stepping reminding me of my bed. I brushed my teeth while looking at my mane. I have low to no standards, but this was below them. When I finished, I spat the toothpaste foam out and cleaned my toothbrush. I tried to order my black mane a bit. Still messy, but it looked better. I took a look at my brown eyes. Then I tought why I did that. I took a quick look at my cutie mark. A thunder cloud. I got it at a flying race. *Flashback* It was race day. Sure, just a race for the P.E., but I was so excited! And nervous. It was a big day. I really wanted that trophy. I needed it. Why? I don't know either. But I needed it. I was ten at the moment, it was normal to want shiny stuff, right? Right? Anyways, I took my mind from the trophy and put it on the race. I had to focus. And the pony that was doing the countdown 'til the begining of the race was already counting. 5... I was thinking of a good route to get first... 4... "Good luck!" I said to the other ponies... 3... I took a take-off stance... 2... Opened my wings... 1... Motivational self talking. Start! I took off. The race was made from four parts. Each was testing diferent skills we had. Part one was the climb. It was made from a straight climb where the route was blocked by a wall made of climbs which lead to a higher section. After that were the hoops. Just some hoops. Then was a steep descend and the last was a simple race on who's faster. I was going higher at the climb. Flying in circles seemed like the best tactic. So, we all were doing it. When one pony gets in front of me. A grey colt with a black mane. Hmm... How do I get past him? Making a tighter turn sounded like a good ideea. So I did it. It actualy worked. We were at the same distance apart of each other. Now, I only needed to catch a portion where I can descend, and I'll gain enough speed to get ahead. The climb was over. Hoops! I goed up higher. Once I had the height I wanted, I began aiming for a hoop that was lower down. The descent should give me enough speed to get ahead. And so I did. Now it was the higher descent. I had this in my hoof. Or so I tought so. The same pony that got ahead of me a few minutes ago. I knew what to do. I took a steeper descent. More speed. I was first again. Now, this is the part where there are no descents. There were clouds to stop that. So, it was simply who gets first. Once again we where next to each other. He began talking to me. "You've got no chance to win." He said. I was thinking of a thing to say. An ideea came in my head. "Look! Your tail fell off!" I said as I pointed a hoof to a cloud. "Huh?" He said as he stopped and looked at the cloud. I was laughing so hard. I couldn't believe it! He bit it! Anyways, I did it. I won. I just passed the finish line when I was blinded by a flash. "Wha-" I said before spotting the new thing on my flanks. "I got my cutie mark!" *End of Flashback* I finished first. And I got the trophy. And something so better than a trophy. A cutie mark. Anyway, let's get back to the story. Skipping some unimportant details, I took a school hot air baloon to get me to school. The school looked exactly the same. The playground, a hallway to the classes, the class, everything. (This is the end of the piece, I will keep editing the things I got wrong and you pointed out and expanding itwhen I got time. Let me know if you like it , if you don't like it and where I could have done better. Thank you for reading my giberish)

Thanks! Also, Hurri I guess so. Who will like it if you don't like it? Maybe I'll trial a bit with it on the Fanworks and if it grows I'll experiment a bit with Fimfiction. Who knows? Maybe I will get to write the new Fallout Equestria!

Name's Gabriel. But sometimes friends call me by shortening my gametag to "Dusty"

Because a pony that is wearing them is gonna kick you in the face. "Mom! My cutie mark is two wrenches!w

Did you know that I like ponies?

Hmmm.... I think... The World's End. My turn! "Oh, no no no no no!"

Nice to meet you too! Tough... This reply was hardly wrote... Phone send me out one time and I almost put ten spoilers inside of another... And sorry if i do any grammatical mistakes. I'm not English or American. That shkuld fend offthe grammar nazis! That should*. And mistaps.

Hello everypony! My name is Dust Shot! My favourite pony is Rainbow Dash. I am an amateur fanfiction writer and I make fanfics for personal use. My OC/Ponysona is a brown pegasus stalion(I used the mare head in the pony creator. The male one is too blocky.) With some white to brown (or whatever it's called, I call it tan but English is not my language)strips on his mane and a bit on his hooves and muzzle. I look forward to spending quality time with you guys, and I hope we will!