♦ pitied by @centaursTurmoil
:33< *the mighty huntress picks mew up and spins mew in the air like a pizza dough then tosses mew at the wall mew land with a clawmical splat noise as a laughtrack purrlays*
hi. i was in the game, which is already more ab0ut that than i wanted t0 say. i code, sometimes. mainly spend my time 0n dreddit and hisscord. d0n't expect me to pay you any attenti0n. maybe if you're w0rth it. i'm not here for a fresh start or whatever. i'm just here. d0n't ask me t0 explain timelines. don't ask me t0 fix your theme. this site sucks. i'll probably keep using it. message me if you don't suck.
be careful wwhat wway youre swwingin that "sir" its a powwerful wweapon capable a makin evven the most old hand wwarrior wweak kneed although id argue there are certain thins a the rock hard an solid vvariety that evven the most potent "sir" fails to shatter fortifyin these gothic spires instead
relax i wwas just a casual remark just dont wwant folks gettin the wwrong idea an thinkin wwere closer than wwe actually are ya feel me
yeah thanks man youre turnin into my reply guy though so maybe take it dowwn a notch wwith the ps an qs ya creep
i can see the "ibispaint" logo yknoww i may be bulb challenged but i knoww a huckster wwhen i see one keep flappin those phony airfoils knavve but youre nevver gonna fool a seasoned expert in exposin the apocryphal fakeries wwhat continue to havve trollkind by the globes im just that guy science rules pixie dust drools an speakin a pixies if you happen upon one in the great barrens givve me a dial its been a boyhood dream a mine to capture an dissect one these storybook tricksters so i can finally provve that pixies are secretly an endangered branch a vvery tiny lowwbloods just a little pet theory a mine actually hmm that might be wwhy youre able to fly hold on im makin leaps an bounds in the great field a eugenics right noww
for the record, im not a rampant misogynist because i secretly vwanna be a wvoman. im in it for lovwe of the game.
im at the liftblock ara i dont got the flippin time to dissect wwhy you cant get off
im sure you are eq im sure you are already got a gym buddy though speak a the devvil i havve no clue wwhere the randy bastard wwent off to
evver heard a lens distortion also the lightin in here is abysmal it aint doin me any favvors trust an believve i could easily wwaste your wwobblemeat if you wwerent deader than a fish outta wwater
iunno wwhat "gym bunnies" youre referrin to cro cause all i sees is a bunch a swweaty blokes hell that kneeler ovva there looks like hes about to givve himself a hernia wwith howw bloody loud hes gruntin an huffin
thanks wwhore i kneww i could count on you
i knoww wwhat you infernal landlubbin madcaps are thinkin our beloathed levviathan has been slackin wwe are turnin into starvvelins wwhen wwill dada feed us our daily dose a scaldin wwitticisms an brutal facts an logic wwell dont fret i may havve momentarily slowwed dowwn but that aint a bad thin cause it givves my rousin rabble more time to cook until its golden browwn in prole wwords ivve been busy touchin solid iron an cast steel my self improvvement journey has officially begun hide your fat bottomed jezebels https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/ddce61dd939a.png (( credit to my oomfie @ratking-buffet on tumblr))
i cant talk right novw its raining on my eyes
damn dude... thats deep... like, you dont *hawve* to leawve the pasture but... you gotta remember you can alwvays go if the grass aint so green on this side... fuck... i need to call her
8=D < I no longer provide any level of trust or sanctity with the ilk of my generation.
8=D < How could that f100zy do this to me? 8=| < I am ruined. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/33a023669758.jpg
SAVE A HORSE. RIDE A GUY.
8=D < Of course not. You are always welcome to inquire about the specifics.
8=D < A MOST NECESSARY GUIDE TO TACK, HARNESS, AND THE DIGNITY OF PROPERLY FITTED EQUIPMENT As Written By Horuss Zahhak, Who Has Seen Too Many Tragic Straps And Will Remain Silent No Longer There comes a time in every stable’s life when someone must stand before the assembled herd, clear his throat with immense and justified gravity, and say the difficult thing. Some of you wear your tack like you're actual ponies putting it on. Remember, this is not simply a concern with your aesthetics. Though, your aesthetic is e%tremely damaged. This is your safety. Your comfort, dignity, function, and symbolism are contained within your respect for the noble equine arts. Tack is not some random decoration. A harness is not a series of random straps. The bridle is more than an e%cuse to put buckles upon your visage. Proper tack is communication. It communicates to the room what role you are entering, what level for formality you are observing, what care has been taken, and the competence of your practical fantasy. Improper tack, by contrast, tells the room that someone is a f001ish foal who has no craftsmen in their lives. I can fi% that for a fee. Let us begin with the first principle: equipment must serve the body before it serves the eye. A piece may be beautiful, e%pensive, handmade, imported, polished, dyed, engraved, bell-hung, ribboned, lacquered, or praised by every lowb100d handler you could imagine in the forum threads you peruse. But, if it pinches, slips, pulls, overheats, restricts circulation, interferes with your balance, or forces you into an unsafe position, it is a poor fit. Beauty does not substitute safety. Indeed, poor fit is the enemy of beauty. A pony cannot carry themselves proudly while secretly negotiating with a strap that is sawing into their shoulder like a tiny leather legislacerator. A handler cannot appear competent while their pony’s gear creeps sideways with every step. A groom cannot claim refinement while ignoring buckles biting into skin, twisted straps, uneven tension, or dangling ornaments positioned like they are attempting sabotage. Tack is care made visible. This is why every responsible stable must learn the sacred sequence: inspect, fit, check, move, recheck, and remove with attention. Inspect the equipment before it touches the body. Fit it calmly. Check pressure points. Ask the wearer how it feels. Have them move. Recheck after movement. Our bodies are scandalous scanty things with dynamic movement. They enjoy migrating straps into unfamiliar territory. Finally, remove gear with the same respect used to put it on. Do not simply peel someone out of their presentation like an impatient mechanic e%tracting a part from a wreck. The donning of tack is part of the ritual. So is its removal. A harness, properly fitted, should distribute pressure in a way that supports posture without punishing the wearer. It should sit evenly. It should not twist. It should not drag the body into a shape the wearer did not agree to inhabit. Decorative elements should not become hazards. Bells, ribbons, tags, rings, chains, buckles, and charms are splendid when placed intelligently and absurd when placed where they snag, swing into sensitive areas, or produce a soundscape resembling a cutlery drawer falling downstairs. Reins, if used, demand particular respect. They are not handles for yanking. They are not trophies. They are not conversational props for strangers. Reins imply trust, guidance, and agreed communication. To hold them is to accept responsibility, not to acquire a decorative e%tension of your ego. If you cannot guide with subtlety, you do not deserve reins. A bridle or headpiece should be treated with equal seriousness. Anything near the face, jaw, mouth, neck, or head requires heightened caution. The face is e%pressive, vulnerable, and socially significant. A person wearing a headpiece may be deeply in role, but they are still a person with breathing, sight, hearing, speech, comfort, and personal boundaries. The neck, I must add, is not a convenient place to store your lack of planning. Collars, chokers, posture pieces, and decorative throat straps require careful fit and constant awareness. A piece can 100k e%quisite and still be unsuitable for long wear, active movement, heat, crowded events, or a pony who intends to prance with the theatrical intensity of a creature recently freed to engage in their nightly liberties. Know the difference between posing gear, performance gear, and practical movement gear. This distinction is vital. Some tack is for photographs. Some is for ceremony. Some is for walking, pulling, dancing, kneeling, standing, or performing routines. Some is purely symbolic. Do not make assumptions. Do not mistake categories. The stable that fails to distinguish between display and function will eventually learn the difference in the least graceful way possible. If you are unfamiliar with stables, read my other ponyplay guide for prancing ponies. No one is too elegant to practice walking. Boots, heels, hooves, platforms, cuffs, and leg pieces can transform carriage beautifully, but they also change balance, gait, strain, and fatigue. Tails and ears are often treated as playful accessories, but even they require manners. Whether they are integrated into a harness, attached to clothing, decorative, functioning, moving, or simply part of the silhouette; they are not YOURS to tug. Do not flick them. Do not adjust them. Do not mistake their cuteness for consent to belittle the beast. The more adorable the pony, the more disciplined your behavior must become. A properly equipped pony should feel more themselves in role, not less safe in their body. Tack should help them enter the desired state: proud, calm, obedient, spirited, glamorous, useful, mischievous, disciplined, wild, ceremonial, or treasured. The e%act feeling depends on the pony. The duty of equipment is to support that transformation. There is no universal permission slip hidden inside a harness. Communication precedes fitting, always. Before placing tack on another person, discuss what the piece means, how it should feel, what is allowed, what is not allowed, where touch is welcome, what signals will be used, and whether assistance is desired. Some ponies want fussed over. Others, like myself, prefer to put on their own gear. Some want a groom to do it all. Some are comfortable with only their handler adjusting straps but nothing else, and no one else. Maintenance is also social conduct. Clean your gear. Store it properly. Check for wear, cracks, rough edges, weak stitching, warped hardware, 100se rivets, sharp corners, and so on. A buckle with a sharp edge is not “probably fine.” A piece that smells like it has survived three battles and one regrettable basement is not ready for intimate pro%imity to another person’s body. Polish is not vanity. It is part of our ritual. For group events, bring what you need: water, safe storage, spare fasteners, padding, wipes, a small repair kit, comfortable backup clothing, and a plan for removal. The more elaborate the tack, the humbler the planning should be. A true craftsperson does not improvise someone else’s comfort. And now, a word on symbolism. Tack can be deeply meaningful. A specific harness may indicate belonging, training, achievement, devotion, presentation, playfulness, status, or trust. A ribbon might represent a stable, a dynamic, a scene role, a personal milestone, or simply that the wearer 100ked at the ribbon and said, “Yes, that one makes me feel unbearable in the best way.” Outsiders should not presume meaning. Ask politely, accept vague answers, and never demand the private history of someone’s gear. Not every buckle is your business. In conclusion, tack and harness are not mere accessories. They are the architecture of the role. They are the bridge between ordinary body and chosen presentation. When fitted well, they allow a pony to move with confidence, a handler to guide with care, and a stable to recognize the presence of craft. When fitted poorly, they create discomfort, danger, and a visual insult I am forced to endure with my own two eyes. Choose better. Measure. Adjust. Recheck. Communicate. Maintain. Respect. And above all, remember that the finest tack in the world is worthless if it is placed on a person without care. The body is not a rack for your aesthetic ambitions. It is the living creature that gives the tack meaning. Treat it accordingly.
i see zahhaks 0n the ribbit timeline it makes me want t0 #bl0wup #vi0lence
NEIGH.
.your mediocrity has materialized equines of distaiN
i havve twwo left prongs youre gonna wwin this is another humiliation ritual
࣪⊹₊˚{ i dont know.... i just dont feel like youre even that sorry }._.{ }˚₊⊹ ࣪ ࣪⊹₊˚{ like lowtideuinely i kind of cant remember what you did or why im mad but im also sort of like, wondering if i shouldnt? like maybe i shouldnt fourgive you? its just that fourgiving you could potentially be a lot of effourt four me also.... }˚₊⊹ ࣪
࣪⊹₊˚{ UGHHHH!!!! STOP APOLOGIZING + JUST SAY SORRY ALREADYYYY!!!! \}*O*{/ }˚₊⊹ ࣪
࣪⊹₊˚{ why are you questioning me. }._.{ }˚₊⊹ ࣪
It’s like creatine but faster.
Y☼u didn't state that it was t☼ thwart atta℃ks. That answered ☁︎y questi☼n. Thank y☼u.
:33< it's a good way to organize infurmation on a subject! my notebook's pages are dedicated to one at a time x33< and, i've nefur heard of anything like that befur!!!
:33< noted 11:25PM 16-06-2XX6 :OO< that is unheard of!!! :33< how infuresting...
ALTHOUGH I AM A DECORATED EXPERT. IN ASPHYXIATING AND BEING ASPHYXIATED. IT HAS NEVER OCCURRED TO ME. TO TRAIN THE SKILLS. FOR NON-EROTIC REASONS. CLEARLY. WE HAVE MUCH TO LEARN FROM EACH OTHER.
Scorpulous Is The Best Lusus I Could Have Possibly Been Picked Up By. He Is Comforting Me But There Are Pink Mittens On His Claws So Neither Of Us Can Take Each Other Seriously. I Don't Know Why I Was Making Such A Big Deal Out Of Nothing.
Such a strange empty photograph. What exactly are you suggesting?
:33 < you literally said in the comments it was tits out tuesday
LET ME MAKE MY MARK. ON YOUR SCAR COLLECTION. #SUGGESTIVE.
:33 < okay ladies and gents he is on the PURROWL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU CAN IMPROVE YOUR STANDING. IN MY PERSONAL RANKING. BY RETAKING YOUR PROFILE PHOTO. NAKED. IN THE ANCIENT AND NOBLE FASHION. OF A CARVED STONE STATUE. WITH THE CAMERA TILTED SLIGHTLY DOWNWARD. THANK YOU IN ADVANCE. #NSFW.
:33< mewre welclawme equihiss
n0thing i just have been reminded 0f s0me0ne #ugh
ugh #ugh
your ass is so fat it makes me want to kill myself
...i just think that if your psionics are touch based you shouldn't be subject to migraines from disuse...
:33 < well what if you get hungry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:33 < great idea!!!!!!!!!!!! :33 < maybe you can have it only f33l the n33d to kill overpopulated invasive species of lusii or something
:33 < i havent really b33n on here beclaws i took the w33kend off to stay off of social media :33 < i love being in the forest :33 < it isnt the same as home but its still fun to run and hunt here
:33 < um :(( < not sure if i am really liking the sound of that maybe you can just make a different robot
wvon owver one of my most stringent critics... the powver of #cagttl is just that good #wvagueposting
groan, i have to go deal with a buncha highbloods at this stupid voluenteer shit,/neg i might just get drunk so i dont like,,cry on the spot,/lol/hj
wHeRe tHe fUcK Is a kAnKrI WhEn yOu nEeD HiM. tHiS MoThErFuCkA JuSt wEnT AnD DiD A MiCrO AgGrEsSiOn