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Granted; you somehow manage to land a backflip in high heels, therefore avoiding making a fool of yourself in front of your impressive company. I...
(That's too bad man, I hope you can get it fixed soon.)
Is displaying the violence inherent in the system!
"I have been here before, albeit over a millenium ago..." Discord looked around. "I believe the library is left. Yes; definately left."
"Wuh oh," Smiled Discord, "I hope that blushing doesn't mean what I think it means!"
"Why? If you don't mind my asking?" Discord interjected; he knew Celestia was popular with her subjects, but with those not considered to be her...
I don't hate the CMC, they're awesome!
Discord listened quietly as she walked alongside them, looking out for any more traps.
Q'discraan grinned as he pulled his claws out of the helm and dropped his opponents head, then quickly jumped backwards, narrowly avoiding being...
Q'discraan cast invisibility once more, and slipped around his companions at the mouth of the mine. He hurried down the tunnel as stealthily as...
"That would be unfortunate," Said Discord, smiling, "I wonder why Lio didn't mention this on his advert?"
"Only my pride," Discord replied, pressing her hoof to her chest and looking exaggeratedly hurt. "Thank you for your help. I think I'll stick to...
Once free, Discord fell and landed on her head. "Ow! I wish you'd told me you were going to do that," She said somewhat crossly, and rubbing her...
"Life is short," Q'discraan replied, "Q'discraan does not seek to make it shorter still. He will return soon." With that, he cast invisibility,...
"You're on a boat called the Duchess Gambit, we were pulled out of the river by her captain to save us from drowning, and I don't know; you've...
"Q'discraan nodded; he had eaten his fish and was feeling good. "Yes. If you want, I can scout ahead; see what awaits us inside?" He could evade...
This is for your own good man!
Granted; it's filled with petrol, or some other wonderful inflammable fluid. I wish I was a tree.
^ Is playing right into the spork's hands. > “Choose a life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a ****ing big television....
No more owls for you! Now get back, you terrible bastard! *blows air horn at the door*
