@Freeman: Quite a cliffhanger.
@Veni Scootaloo can hover for about a second, or for an extended time with her hooves dragging on the ground tops. She just can't get the lift.
At first I thought you were talking about some other version of Scootaloo called Veni Scootaloo.
Life is simple: it has no nontrivial normal subgroups.
H'lo. How goes the day, soldiers?
Oh god, Celestia with braces is freakin adorable!
edited 25th Sep '12 3:12:47 PM by Drenius
Journalism is just a gun. It's only got one bullet in it, but if you aim right, that's all you need.
Hey! I'm the only one with soldiers here.
Can you see the world like I do? Can you smile away the pain? Can you feel the cool wind blowing? Can you smell the coming rain?
Is that so, Veni? You do realise this means war!
Journalism is just a gun. It's only got one bullet in it, but if you aim right, that's all you need.
Oh bring it, bitch.
Can you see the world like I do? Can you smile away the pain? Can you feel the cool wind blowing? Can you smell the coming rain?
Cease and desist before you both get a time-out.
I kneel to no man nor woman!
Oh, come now. It's not as if I'm actually intending to throw down literally or metaphorically. Just having a bit of fun.
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Oh, the Marx brothers! I personally prefer Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy or Buster Keaton, but the Marx's are always good for a laugh too.
edited 25th Sep '12 3:23:21 PM by Drenius
Journalism is just a gun. It's only got one bullet in it, but if you aim right, that's all you need.
@ Freeman: Ah, so you're a transhumanist!
edited 25th Sep '12 3:28:16 PM by Drenius
Journalism is just a gun. It's only got one bullet in it, but if you aim right, that's all you need.
Evening everypony. What's going on?
Yeah, Andromeda is heading for you. You got over 9000 years until it collides.
Well, Drenius just started a war with me. I'm totally gonna kick his ass, of course.
Can you see the world like I do? Can you smile away the pain? Can you feel the cool wind blowing? Can you smell the coming rain?