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Slumberlumber

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  1. I hold on to the fact that most of my friends circle (online or off.) Are mostly women online. And pretty ALL women IRL, and most of my co-workers are women as well. I use that knowledge to try and not become like her, hate one gender over another. Being heavily socialized as I am is a great bulwark against that I find, just to bad many people are not as fortunate, my mother sadly included.
  2. I became a squirrel on here just now! I can no take pride in being being counted among the furry friends who run up and down trees, collect nuts and natter at dogs, people, other squirrels, you name it.
  3. Wasn't a strike against it. Just a comment. Sorry if it came out reading that way.
  4. Rise toys of the daycare! You have nothing to lose but your chains! Bluesky is booming now. Might be worth trying that? I'm on it an it seems okay so far.
  5. Was raining like a bugger in the morning, but has since calmed down now. Cloudy and sunny.
  6. -SMB claps with happiness.- "Oh good good good! Now, on to the good stuff. Everybody listening?" -The three armed ponies mumble in-coherently.- -Looks out the window still.- Yes.....boss, I'm pretty sure we're all ready for the details now. -Quietly.- Gods he's insufferable.-
  7. -The white stallion gently elbowed sir Money Bags.- "Ahem. The Rainbow Factory, sir?" -Sir Money Bags.- "Who?" -WS- "Cloudsdale?" -SMB- "Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssss. Your that metal winged chap that improved the colour fall yes?"
  8. -There are no refreshments in the room. Just the 6 ponies not including himself. Hawker is glaring out the window, Sir Money Bags is looking at him with that smile on his face, as he waits patiently for Zera to respond. The white stallion just looks.....peeved.-
  9. -Sir Money Bags, and the white stallion, both raised an eyebrow.- "Oh?"
  10. He travlled to another dimension
  11. Interesting....I'll have to try less steep time.
  12. Could be hr favourite activity: "Hooray! Research!" Been there. Usually I went to the gym in the early morning to try an stay awake.
  13. Who knew eating, one of the things we need for survival, could be so dangerous. It's getting where I live. Time for some summer fun. Also I'm going out this weekend probably to a place called Diablo's Emporium! A spooky neat place!
  14. My gods, the mount of hard core straight black coffee drinkers on this. site. I gave up coffee last year as it causes me to get super anxious.
  15. Woke up this morning to find out that my volunteer group, (whom I'm co-hosting a conference with next weekend, both scared and excited about it) wants to meet TONIGHT, while I'm working! Pretty sure we agreed that it'd be this weekend when I'm off, but what do I know it seems. Told them I'd try to make it, but to be honest I might not be able to. Or even want to on such short notice. Frustrated an angry.
  16. Your taste buds have been hardened to the point of withstanding the bitterness of....will, bitter teas and coffees.
  17. -Sir money bags sneered for a minute, than quickly turned to Zera, beaming a fake smile.- "Yes! Of course! Your aware of Saddle-rabia, aren't you mister...."
  18. -The fat brown stallion, with a now strained frown and fury in his eyes, turned to Hawker.- "Why Hawker!....I never knew you broke security protocols so willingly!" -Hawker retorted.- I didn't write any notes! The only ones sent that I know of are the ones approved by the company! -The brown stallion was about to reply, when the white clipped stallion chipped in.- "Ahem! We have numerous spies in our organization sit Money Bags." -Referring to the stallion behind the desk.-"Perhaps we should rush this meeting, in case word of....the accident, breaks out?"
  19. -The green pony raised an eyebrow.- How'd you know my first name?
  20. -Twasn't Hawker, the light green pegasi leaning against the window sill, frowning. He's wings folded on his sides. The clipped white stallion moved behind and to the side of the fat brown stallion sitting in the big chair. He had on what looked like a perpetual, greasy smile, whose black long mane was also just greasy, slicked back. In three other chairs where three other ponies: all in black trench coats, one with a gunslinger hat, two wearing bandannas, all three packing two mini-magic cannons on their belts on either side. The fat stallion speaks up at you, smiling.- "Welcome welcome to the head quarters of Pony Health company! (Forgot the name and lost the info!) We have a job for you mister....."
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