Victor van Dort

Buck. This. I think I've not only lost all hope for humanity, but now I've lost all respect for it. For those who are decent, please, help. Otherwise.

8/10

Bring on the Luna.

Bring on the Scootaloo and Octavia, bro. The episode will be http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=Mo1b9jhFzTU#t=6s epic.

Yes! I am so in! thought Ty "Well, how about tonight, you and I, um... swim, I guess. Maybe we could hang around the university and eat afterwards," Typhoon said to his newly-made associate "By the way, what's your name? Mine's Typhoon, but you can just call me Ty like my other friends. Then again, I have a few amount of friends so..." I hope she thinks this is a date. This is a date, right? Whatever, I'll just see how it escalates. Ty thought. though maybe I shouldn't get my hopes up

The gun is a bb gun, but it's considered a weapon, at least, legally, it is. It's called a WE M92, modeled off of the Beretta M92f. The knife is a Kershaw lockback folding stainless pocket knife.

At this point, Ty was speechless. He didn't have an excuse for coming up to her and acting strange, so he kept his honesty to a limited amount. "I was sort of trying to make new friends here at this, um university, so uh, yeah. Sorry if I'm freaking you out or something, some times I have horrible social skills around ponies like you... I mean, ugh. Sorry. I meant nothing relevant to anything that makes you stick out it's just... *sigh*," Ty went "Wanna hang out later? I've been something short of a loner and I could use a friend, but if you didn't I'd understand."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=xuCj9TtGjMs#t=123s

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=M7g6gFQ00Fc#t=136s wait for like 1/4 of a second

Cas wandered the landscape of the unknown- whatever. He hadn't figured out exactly where he was. As he made his way across the land, he spotted several individuals all varying in color and texture. Some looked cartoonish while others looked out of some motion picture game. "Excuse me," Castiel decided to walk over to Kirby, the least threatening individual, who was conversing with a man dressed as a bat. "Where are we?"

Ty cleared his throat trying to get Shade's attention. "Um excuse me, miss- or missus?" Typhoon awaited the grey mare's response. He hoped he hadn't weirded her out. That would definitely suck for him. As he waited for her response, he found himself looking at her somewhat strangely, though he knew what that meant.

Many times in life Ty felt like he was missing an essential piece of the pony puzzle. This was one of them. "Well that escalated quickly," He said to himself. He decided to trot over to the halfling Shade in an attempt to make conversation. "Hey, what's up?" He asked shade.

Castiel was in Garth's safe house where it held the prophet Kevin Tran, Kevin's mother, Dean and Sam. Dean, Castiel and Sam were planning their next attack on Crowley and his demons, but they had yet to find one of his hideouts. "Let's see here," Dean said, looking at a newspaper "a small tremor in Canada, only it was cut down to the very specific coordinates of a small city. Or maybe he's in Florida where a surprise hailstorm happened." "That's not all," Sam said "A cruise ship sighted a thunderstorm occurring, only this was a cruise around Antarctica. The one time we needed only one stand out, the world gave us too many." Cas was about to say something relevant to the problem they had going, but against his own will, he was teleported to heaven. With a frantic look on her face, Naomi, Castiel's superior, spoke to him: "Castiel, we have a huge problem," she said Castiel, confused as his memory had been wiped for every visit to Naomi, asked her: "Who are you? What is this place? Why do I envision you torturing me?" "There's no time for this," Naomi said "Just listen to me, and listen carefully. We think Earth is under attack. Not only Earth but everything and everyone in the universe is at stake." Castiel, as his imprinted angel will kicked in, asked about the situation, not caring for who this woman was "What is the situation exactly?" "Nothing we've ever experienced. Not even God has seen these things occurring," "Wait, God's alive?" Castiel asked "No time, remember? Anyway, there have been-" Naomi was cut off from Castiel's hearing range. Castiel found himself in a place unknown to him. He had tried teleporting back to Earth, but wherever it was right now seemed out of reach. With his "angel radio" implanted in his head being silent, he looked around. It seemed he was out of place. Not only literally, but he could sense his lacking of his own dimension.

Ty said nothing as he could only focus on Shade. By this time he was just barely using his wings to float, not even self-conscious of them being in use. He almost completely blocked Lila out off purpose, but his wings began to fly off-sync, resulting in him falling down. On the ground, Ty noticed that Lila was looking at him, perhaps in anger. "What. Huh?" Ty said, confused.

"Wanna trot around the university? I can't think of anything better to do. Unless of course, you do," Ty said in a slightly questioning way. As Ty and Lila were walking around thinking about what to do, Ty heard the chatter of nearby ponies. At this, Ty turned his head to see who it was in hope of new ponies to converse with, and the now seen grey halfling in front of him turned his pupils to pink hearts. With a dumb look on his face and eyes blind from love at first sight, Typhoon headed over to Shade.

ermahgerd ur such a peepee nd u stnk lk teh peepee

u faget durr ur evn lift? (This is just about the average seven year old's language)

"Meh, sure. It's not like I have anything better to do. I'll just make a quick dash to my next class if I stay behind too long," Typhoon whispered back as he stretched out his wings. He abruptly took a seat to watch Quip's lecture to the whole class. That Lila sure is coming on strong, but I don't know if I... Ty's thoughts trailed off as he didn't want to think about relationships right now. Sooner or later I'm gonna have to deal with it, though... ((Be back in like an hour, gonna make myself some dinner))