Beat Shock

Hey guys, Brisineo has been listening to this song over and OVER again! The lullaby that inspired him to do this is pretty amazing, and I wouldn't doubt if this made it into EQD! Nice job Bris!

Wow, that is awesome! I wish I could draw as good as that... I want to see more, and I bet that someponies in "Drawfriend Stuff" could use your hand! That picture you made isn't just very well drawn, but the scenario is down right GENIUS!! Keep it up!

HOLY COW THAT HAND IS AMAZING!!!! I started off just like that... I could draw many amazing things, but just couldn't seem to draw those cute cartoon's. You just need practice. Look at pics. of the ponies in the show, and try to draw off of them. If you have the skillz to doodle stuff like that hand, then you have the potential to draw anything!

That is INSANE! Even though you jumped in there on purpose, I still have sympathy for you. HOLY COW! When I was in first grade, I jumped into a 20 ft. ditch and sprained my ankle. It felt terrible, but no where NEAR what happened to you! That's crazy awesome! The biggest thing I've back flipped off of was a 12 ft. tall swing set at the local park. I was thinking of doing one off of the top of a playground (about 20 ft. tall) on the last day of school, but I chickened out when I was up there. -_- I've always wanted to go skiing, and even after your story I still want to go. Maybe if that happened to me, I would still go skiing, but I am so sorry that happened to you! Well anyway, I will share a few of my stories with you guys... Let me think... #1: Recently, I broke my hand by punching a brick wall as hard as I could. (it has 5 more days of healing) Not realistic punching a wall for the heck of it, but that's what happened. Simple as that... #2: One time, me and my cousin went into the garage of an abandoned house. There was broken glass and random plastic items covering the floor. We noticed that there was a milk crate tied to the ceiling with two pieces of yarn, and I decided to swing in it. My cousin pushed me up to about 7 ft. before it broke and sent the crate with me in it falling to the pile of sharp stuff. I fell down onto the junk below and didn't feel anything, my body was numb. My cousin fell backwards into a rusty 5 inch nail which impaled deep in his back. I had bruises and cuts everywhere, but the gash I didn't notice was the worst... When me and him were talking about not doing stupid things like that again, we were distracted by the first sight of my wound. I lifted up my arm to scratch my head and my cousin noticed a rip under my right arm. He yelled in horror, then I yelled in horror as I looked at it with him. The rip was about 1/3 way in through my arm, and it turned into the biggest scar I have. #3: I was 9 years old at a camp out with my family. I saw a snake trapped under garbage can lid thinking it was a grarter snake. I take off garbage can lid, pick it up, and drag it 200 feet to show my dad. Well when he saw it, he snatched it out of my hands, and threw it into the bushes. "Freak, what were you doing!? That was a freaking Western Diamond back rattlesnake, you could have been killed!" Lucky me, even putting it up to my face, it didn't bite me... 4: I wrote a school paper on this one so I'll just post it here... You may find it entertaining though! _________________________________________________________________________ Have you ever noticed that no matter what situation, stupidity always has a cost? Sometimes it can be a cost like being grounded for month or two, but that wasn’t what I was worried about at the moment... I’m not the criminal type. You would probably understand if you knew me well enough. Maybe I can stop thinking about this day when I can truly forgive myself. It was what the average person would call a “normal” day. I went off to school (witch was really stressful for a 7th grader) doing the things I would normally do, like not paying attention in class, or deciding NOT to do my homework when I got home. Going to school didn’t have anything to do with the incident, except for the fact that all day I thought about Stephanie, the girl I liked. Stephanie was a lovely, sweet, hotter than Megan Fox, drop dead gorgeous heck of a package. I will explain why that’s important later, but just to think, I had no idea what trouble I was going to get into. After school, I hung out with my friends. I was with Jeffery, Jacob, and someone named Caleb, who I didn’t know very well. We were walking around talking, checking out the awesome babes as they passed by, and just telling classic, offensive rude jokes about “that one guy that was being a bum to me yesterday”. As we talked, the conversation grew to other things, until I sarcastically suggested; “Yeah, let’s go in front of the cars on state street and see what they do while we pretend fight!”. Jeffery and Caleb knew I was joking... Jacob did not think this way though. Something weird was going on in his mind at the moment. I know that Jacob has a record for getting in trouble, and even worse, he’s probably the world’s number one smart aleck! I didn’t even have to wait 2 seconds before he said, “I like this idea, let’s see how accurate we can get to Calen’s description!”. Again, Jeffery and Caleb thought it was a joke. This time they were wrong. Jacob wanted to lead us into something that would scar us for life. I didn’t want to do this. I told Jacob that it wasn’t right. He said that we didn’t have to do it, and he didn’t really call us chickens or anything. That was his plan to tempt us. He wanted to make it seem like it wasn’t that much of a deal, and tried to take away any peer pressure that would repel us. I still didn’t give in. Jacob started walking towards the road, going with his plan. He thought that this was just a way teenagers had fun. I suddenly got a sick feeling in my stomach. No way I was going to do that. That was suicide! I stared helplessly as my friend stood their in the road, waiting for the cars to start coming. Caleb didn’t say anything. He backed up away from the sidewalk giving the impression that he didn’t know us. Jeff looked like he wanted to join him, but he decided to stand and watch with me. Jacob then yelled at me. “Calen, come on! Pretend you’re beating me up!”. I said that I didn’t want to get in trouble. We argued and argued, until suddenly I see Stephanie and her friend Sarah walking by. The girl I was thinking about all day at school, was walking towards my friends and I. Maybe, if I joined Jacob, Stephanie would think I was crazy, but crazy in a sexy way. I quickly made my next move by yelling at Jacob. “Fine, I’ll join you!”. I over dramatically ran out to the middle of the road hoping Stephanie would see me. I drooped to the middle of the hot street, heated by the hot sun, standing over the hot skies. I found myself waiting for the cars with Jacob, then I found myself waiting for trouble. The traffic area was holding a load of vehicles ready to move this direction. Stephanie and Sarah finally spotted us. One of them yelled “What the heck are you doing?!”. The adrenaline rushing through my veins force me to ignore their words. I wasn’t thinking about them. I was thinking about my fate, and the fact that this might be my fate. The traffic light in the distance turned green. Stephanie and Sarah left in fear of our survival. The cars were heading straight for us from only about 400 feet away... they kept coming closer. *BEEP BEEP* The cars had gotten to a dangerous distance. I could see the sweat coming off from the right side of Jacob’s brow. I saw the confused faces of the drivers morph into shock. I was able to see the bottom of the car wheels flatten slightly from the vigorous weight of the vehicles. I could see the dry road shrivel up as I ignored Jacob. The words that came out of Jacob’s mouth seemed had a deep, low pitch to it. He yelled at me. “Start the fake fight!”. I remembered about what he said earlier. His words finally pulled me away from my daze so I grabbed him, threw him on the ground, and started to throw a mouth full of violent but fake punches. When the cars were really close, they would stop and honk at us. The angered divers sounded like air horns and whoopee cushions. Every time they would honk at us, I would run back to the sidewalk chickened out, as Jacob would stay in the road and taunt the drivers, then I would come back out for more. We repeated this as My friends refused to join us. Amazingly, I started having fun! Of course, that fun didn’t last. Because after a few minutes, in the middle of our activity, we heard a police car pull up in the parking lot right next to the sidewalk where Jeffery and Caleb were watching. The metal door opened violently. His voice was like fingernails on a chock board. “WHAT THE H*** ARE YOU DOING!?!?” We were in a lot of trouble. I noticed the shocked expression he had. I could tell he wasn’t happy... “ALL FOUR OF YOU, HANDS ON THE HOOD!!” Hands on the hood was a scary sentence. I felt like I just robbed a bank. I was more frightened than I have ever been in my life. Of course, we all rushed over and did exactly what he told us to do. “Do one of you boys have any idea why this is the STUPIDEST THING IV’E SEEN A TEENAGER DO IN MY ENTIRE CAREER??” We tried to avoid eye contact... “YOU LOOK AT MY FACE WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU!” We forced ourselves to look up at him. “Now the first one who smiles is going to jail!” He took a couple seconds. I didn’t know if the heat I was feeling was from his car, or from my guilt. He stood straight up, then came around asking us for our names, our phone numbers, and our addresses. Jacob was the last one he asked... “Address?” Jacob got a smart look on his face. Then he stated; “I just barley moved, and I haven’t memorized my house address yet-” The cop interrupted. “Oh, excuses! GET IN THE CAR!” At this moment, I really wanted my parents. I really wanted to cry. With Jacob in the car, and our fates to be decided, Caleb’s mom comes first. She talked with the police man, and they got the information that Caleb wasn’t involved. The same thing happened with Jeffrey. When Jacob’s mom came over and found out what had happened, she looked miserable. The cop had a private, and rather long talk with her. He actually let Jacob go. It was only me now. I waited and waited, scared. I saw Stephanie and Sarah in the distance frowning at me. That made me feel bad. Finally, after waiting for what seemed to be an hour, my dad shows up. He also spoke with the cop, but I heard this conversation. The police man told my dad that he didn’t want me to go to jail, and that I’m not the criminal type. The police man came up to me when he was done talking to my dad, then told me softly “I was really upset when I saw you out there, because you could have died. Did you know that I’ve received 17 phone calls in those 2 short minutes that you were out there?” That was a lot of calls. I apologized to him because of that. He let me go home with my dad, and I came back feeling like a different person. That was a very scary moment. Ever since then, I have been more careful of my actions. I decided not to get in trouble with the Orem Police Department ever again. ____________________________________________________________________________________ The police man was actually pointing a gun at us, but I couldn't mention that because it was a paper for school. ... Well those are a few of my stories, sorry if their too long. I have a lot more but I just chose to tell you 4 of them. Carry on, bronies!

I hate scremo, and rap. Most of the kids at my school listen to that stuff. http://mlpforums.com/public/style_emoticons/default/dry.png My definition of scremo: A competition on who can burst their lungs the most violently, without using anything but their voices to do so... And my rap for the definition of rap: *Beat starts playing* "Rap, Rap, R. A. P. retards attempting poetry" Made that up myself! I don't hate music from the main brony rappers, but anything else is just awful.

Give me a genie that grants me as many wishes I want! ... If not, I chose my very own dragon. It would have to be a dragon from Eragon because I could read his/her mind, and he/she wouldn't stop growing! I would be so cool as a rider! Either that, or have a pony from MLP like a boss.

Plying piano definitely. I play piano when I'm stressed or when I'm bored. It really helps takes away my ADD behavior, and it makes me less jumpy though out the day. When I don't get to play it for a while, I go insane and start bullying my little brothers. I don't know what I would do without my precious, pearly white grand piano! Freak, I'm going off to play it right now!!!

All you need now to survive the apocalypse is Ditzy Doo's survival book and a ivory handled revolver with Applejacks cuttiemark on it!

That is me. If you go to my profile, my youtube is TheChineseLionTamer. I have been doing stuff like this for a while and I wouldn't claim someone else's video for my own. So yeah, that's me jumping.

I'm pretty sure that all of you have the times in your life where you do something crazy. I wanted to hear some stories like the one I had today... I jumped off my roof to my trampoline (Not hard at all), but then realized something. I could make it more interesting by moving the tramp away from the roof. I did it because it has a big thrill to it, even when I could've died. If I missed by a little and hit the metal bar, I could've shattered my pelvic/tailbone, or worst, smash the place that got me the nerve to do it. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nByBPrwd12Y Not the scariest thing I've done, but still... So do you guys have any interesting tales of cheating death?

Gosh that's cute... Man, that turned out to be great! If you did more stuff like this, then you would be popular around all of the brony places! (And you would get more content in drawfriend stuff)

Hehe... Something I noticed, is that all of the pics I posted on here was me 2 years ago. I was 4' 5" then, but now I'm 5'6" Fifth grade, I was just under 4 ft. tall. I was even shorter than the kid who everyone nicknamed: "Peewee".

If I can learn bending, Avatar! But if I'm just my same old self, than Equestria! Ponies would be so fun to see! They would probably greet me, and let me stay in ponyville. It would be freaking awesome if I turned into a pony, because my OC can fly, and I would be shipped with Rarity. Hehe...