Pen And Paper Hearts
“I scream my war cry and charge,” declared Trogor the ogor. “‘I will eat your livers!’”
“I raise my axe and charge at my battle brother’s side,” stated Hard Head the minotaur.
“I, the mighty Stupendor, summon the arcane forces of nature, preparing to blast it right between the eyes…!”
“Um…” began Hermione Shyblossom, the pixie-fairy. “Is it too late to reconsider?”
“That, like, totally depends, Quiz,” answered Silver Spoon, from behind her GM screen. “Guys? Hermione is trying to call you
Hearts, Hooves and Mistletoe by RhythmicEssence, literature
Literature
Hearts, Hooves and Mistletoe
Cheese Sandwich sighed as he took in the excitement around him. The following day was Hearts and Hooves Day and he had thrown a huge pre-Hearts and Hooves Day party in Neighagara Falls. Although the party was a huge success it did nothing to improve his mood. The heart shaped balloons and ‘kiss me’ signs only reminded him that the pony he cared about was not with him. Actually, he doubted that she even knew of his feelings for her. To be honest, he hadn’t even realized just how he felt about her until he had seen her a few weeks prior. “Pinkie Pie,” he thought wistfully, “You grew into s
Facing the Facts -- Simple Ways by RhythmicEssence, literature
Literature
Facing the Facts -- Simple Ways
“I can’t believe that we’re standing here waiting for Trenderhoof.” Fact Check’s annoyed tone caught Typeset off guard. The two newsponies were watching Rarity and Princess Twilight as they waited at the train station for the popular writer. Rarity had been named the Ponyville Days Pony of Ceremonies, and although she was excited to be organizing the event, she was more excited that the famous writer Trenderhoof would be coming to write an article about it. Typeset and Fact Check had watched as Rarity introduced her ideas for the festival to her friends. She had plenty of good ideas, and both newsponies h
Name: Fire Blood
Gender: Male
Species: Pony dragon
Mane colour and style: Gold and red, long and straight, worn in ponytail
Body colour: Fur – Golden brown, scales – pinkish-brown
Eyes: Bright red, red pupils
Cutie Mark: Blood drop surrounded by flames (5 point)
Extra Traits: Can breathe fire, body is half covered in pinkish brown scales (neck to flank along back to backs of hind legs), large dragon wings (scales colour and grey webbing), left ear and right eyebrow pierced, pointed teeth and large canines
Size: Maybe 1.5m, shorter than Princess Celestia (who is about human sized), very muscular
Aging: Ages slightly slower than nor
Spell Gone Wrong: Chapter 3 by MissiTofu, literature
Literature
Spell Gone Wrong: Chapter 3
Spell Gone Wrong
By Kaatja Rose Pond (MissiTofu)
Chapter 3
The light in the library went back to normal and the ponies started to wake up. Being blasted against a wall isn't a really healthy thing to happen during a spell. Twilight opened her eyes and looked around the room... and screamed, “THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN!”.
Rarity was the first to wake, by her side. She had reduced many times in size and her fur and mane had the complexion of a crystal pony, shining under the lights. A small crystal spike jutted out from underneath her bangs and blue crystal scales trailed from her mouth to her long tail with a spiked pur
Facing the Facts -- Pinkie Pride by RhythmicEssence, literature
Literature
Facing the Facts -- Pinkie Pride
It was a beautiful day in Ponyville. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping and ponies went happily about their business as Typeset and Fact Check strolled through the peaceful little town on the hunt for a story for their column in The Saddle Sore Gazette, ‘Dynamic Duo Reports’. As they walked along, Fact Check noticed that Typeset was glancing around nervously. The purple mare looked at him curiously and asked, “Setter, what’s up?” The blue pegasus’ orange eyes met her blue ones as he responded, “I’m just a little on edge from last week. I mean, I know that things can be a littl
A Little Fixer-Upper
“I had one job,” moaned Quizzical Greystone.
“It’s Ok, Quiz,” said Apple Bloom. “Miss Cheerilee just wants to talk to you about it.”
“Nopony’s mad at you, Quiz,” added Sweetie Belle. “Nopony has any reason to be mad at you.”
“Even if she is a little mad, she won’t yell at you or anything, Quiz,” said Scootaloo. “You know Cheerilee. She doesn’t even yell at us!”
“I had one job,” Quiz repeated. “Just deliver a simple message. I was to let the class know that Miss Cheerilee had been cal
Facing the Facts -- Three's A Crowd by RhythmicEssence, literature
Literature
Facing the Facts -- Three's A Crowd
“Typeset? Setter it’s time to get up.” Typeset snorted as Fact Check’s words woke him up. His orange eyes tiredly opened and he blinked as he looked around in confusion. Why was he in the living room? “You crashed on the couch last night and I didn’t have the heart to wake you.” Fact Check said in response to his unasked question. “You were exhausted from all of the activity yesterday and I figured that you would be comfortable enough on the couch for the night. I’ve already got a pot of coffee brewed if you want some.”
The two ponies had spent the previous d