Separate names with a comma.
Balance is restored. *nods sagely*
No! It's a trap! *jumps on the pie*
"Try this one," Discord offered, conjuring up a small figurine of Celestia made of sugar.
*smooches Aborel* How about now~?
But Ridley, I thought your goal was to destroy us all?
Fairly sure it'll be temporary. It's only her second offence.
Don't worry, I'm sure she shall return. And thank you~ ;3
"Pinkie?" Discord nodded thoughtfully. "Yes, she does seem to know a lot about other ponies, and at the very least, I have always found her...
"Yes," Max said, nodding slowly, "perhaps we could find a park or something..." She placed the urns on a table, then turned to Ace. "I'll see...
I think a list of banned members and a date of when their bans will be lifted would be nice though.
16 I didn't know changelings had brothers...
There are other rules you can break besides nsfw stuff. I assume Ridley means his argumentative attitude which some seem to mistake for baseless...
Discord chuckled and nodded. "Certainly!" He clicked his talons, and teleported them to the road into Ponyville, just outside Fluttershy's...
Max waited as the machine worked, then collected the five urns. "What should we do with them?" She asked Ace, quietly.
Exactly that. A lot of the seats are hereditary.
I think Congress is more akin to our House of Lords, another bafflingly outdated system we maintain.
Max nodded, then carefully lifted the mare onto a stretcher, and wheeled her out to the furnace room. She was thankful of the automated system as...
I thought you ponies were herbivores? *looks suspicious*
"Well... it's been a literal age since I went outside, but I believe there was a town called... Ponyville? Yes, I think that was it..."...
You don't cook pancakes! You fry them! Bad Celery!
