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"Hmm. As long as I get paid..." Ecliptic took the bits and left for the kitchen when a pony appeared in front of him. " AAAAH-sweet Celestia,...
"Okay, I've got a daisy sandwich, a salad, cheese bread and water...hey, where did your friend go?"
"Alright, I'll be back in a moment. Let me know if there's anything else I can do."
(Initiate contingency plan. I will be a unicorn :P) Ecliptic had just started his shift, when a group of ponies took a seat. He recognized them...
Name: Ecliptic Appearance: Avatar Personality: Generally friendly and easy-going, but can be irritated when things don't work out. Very...
(Not bad for a first time, though. I think we just needed some objective to stay *pause for effect* focused.)
Motorin' woke up dazed, with a sharp pain in his head and a ringing in his ears. He couldn't hear anything. Reaching up to his ears, Motorin' felt...
"I choose possibly living." (lolz bottom line of my sig.)
"Just a thought, what do we do if this doesn't work?" Motorin' said as readied his weapon.
Forever 10th Doctor fan alone....heh, you never forget your first doctor.
"Well, for the time being we should have someone keep watch while the rest sleep."
(sneakily return to the story powers, activate) Motorin' flew down from the cloud he had been sleeping on and landed next to the now dead...
"Ugh.." Motorin' moaned as he approached the other survivors. "What just happened? Did I hit my head, or did the entire town get rebuilt and...
Motorin' stood in disbelief as he crept out from his hiding place. The ruins of Ponyville had vanished in a flash of light, replaced by a...
Motorin' was looking around the ruins that had once been Ponyville in a futile attempt to discover the identities of the ponies he had heard...
Motorin' had been listening to a conversation over a newly repaired radio. "They don't sound like they were trying to be heard; someone must have...
(Assuming it's not too late...) Name: Motorin' Age: 19 Personality: Cocky, intelligent, somewhat of a rebel/ "bad boy" attitude, sticks to...
I found this... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BSLPH9d-jsI&feature=youtube_gdata
"Colonel Fiss, I can send some medics, but they'll need your coordinates; have someone radio them to the drop ship Sigma 109."
"I know. I've sent some scouts to the other planets in the system in search of large deposits. In the meantime, my ships carry the same...
