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HOOF. Right hoof pony. Reading this site too much is warping my lexicon.
I surmised as such. Sunny Starscout... the only failure here is you. Continue opposing me at your discretion. You will not live long.
She is no vulnerability. She'd give her life willingly and I would not even blink.
Not now, Glitter. You'll soil the carpet. ...moreso than usual.
You can never find good help these days. Though I will admit, of all the servants and underlings I've ever had, this one is quite... durable.
Once upon a time, Equestria stood tall in stubbornness with its fair sisterhood of Princesses. Amidst them was the Princess of Sun, Moon, Twilight, and Love. As the first pair of sisters retired, and the last eventually ceded the throne to her daughter, only that fool, Princess Twilight, would reign. A false alicorn crafted from the magic of someone courting a natural heiress, her reign went unabated for centuries... Until Equestria fell, by my hoof. As it all burned a swirling, noxious fire beyond sight and vision; I alone stood as my enemy had fell. In her final hour, she hid away and sealed magic for the next several centuries. I abated my time upon my throne in that empty castle, plotting the exact details of my revenge and rise to Queenhood once more. It would only be fate that a pony so simple, so foolish, would not only break the cultural strangehold I left behind in my destruction, but would also be so blind as to return magic back to the entirety of ponykind. As I felt that power return in the distant air, away from that field that devious Princess made around her kind so many centuries ago to protect them from me, my plan fell into motion. In time, under my servant, I succeeded once again, and laid claim to the cutie marks of every pony across every race in every possible village and city... ...until the very same HORSE, who returned magic back to ponykind, would then stand against me, having acquired the ability to become an Alicorn on her own. Though I struck her down, it was too late, and the power fleeted away from me, as I was sealed onto the trunk of the Together Tree in attempting to regain what was once lost... ...until I re-emerged anew... through the hoof my brand new minion and retainer. In my newfound freedom, nothing will stop me. And if you're reading this; Sunny Starscout... I will get you. I will end you, and all ponykind will kneel to the rightful heir of this empire.
would anyone actually wanna do like an in character marvel rivals thing//
☆ sending glitter bombs but I replace the glitter with gunpowder☆
...sure, minion. Continue to bask under my greatness. Remember to float high for actual air, lest you suffocate and die on the spot. I will not clean up your corpse.
Allies are rare. But I sense a kinship, her and I. I can't put my hoof on it, though...
Alicorns reign above all. Unicorns are useful, and Pegasi make fine guards. Earth ponies deserve nothing more than perpetual labor.
I must make it emphatically clear; monarchies are not dictatorships. That being said, my monarchy functions alone, so really it would be both. I suppose it is a 'rectangle and square' kind of classification.
a pony war? on my feed? it's more likely than you think
Is that a fucking evil pony.
So this is where ponies both past and present exist. How quaint; to have lived this long and known a new outlet to seize and make my own. How it satisfies me to see such old memories and return them back to cinder where they BELONG. I AM THE RIGHTFUL HEIR OF EQUESTRIA AND THOSE WHO DO NOT KNEEL WILL /BURN WITH THE REST/.
youre always on my )(otline. ill keep it in mind.
O)( MY FUCKIN COD ITS YOU
8=8 > jerkin off aint even sexual, that WOOFs a job bro. #nsfw #evilsex