'Night Sky.
Gully Foyle is my name,
and Terra is my nation.
Deep space is my dwelling place,
and death's my destination.
I wonder. Do ponies read human fiction?
Goodnight, everyone who's going to bed.
Huzzah! I have finally finished one of my homework assignments, so I can return from my self imposed exile from all things internet.
If there is anything that you are alone in thinking, it's "thinking that you're alone in thinking of your theories".
Hey storyyeller, welcome back.
Gully Foyle is my name,
and Terra is my nation.
Deep space is my dwelling place,
and death's my destination.
Good night? I can scarce tell night and day apart anymore.
Impudent Peasant! Count yourself lucky that you have the veil to protect you. Rest assured that You'll be one of the first to suffer when I invade,
Soarin'
The wonderbolts, frauds the lot of you
edited 9th Apr '12 6:40:45 PM by EmperorAllspice
Rise and be proud, my child. Your body will play host to a power beyond comprehension. A force rivaled by neither mortals nor gods... me!
Chariot hasn't been around since, come to think of it. Did they quit the thread from that, or something?
I could have sworn Chariot came back. I can look it up if you want.
If there is anything that you are alone in thinking, it's "thinking that you're alone in thinking of your theories".
Wow, this thread suddenly slowed down. Did everybody go to bed or something?
Ok, what happened to the thread? Is it dead right now? (I'm still catching up on the last 14 pages, but I couldn't help noticing that the post count hasn't changed in a while.
If there is anything that you are alone in thinking, it's "thinking that you're alone in thinking of your theories".
Nah, I'm still here. I just had to pop off for a bit.
Gully Foyle is my name,
and Terra is my nation.
Deep space is my dwelling place,
and death's my destination.
I type slow because of my tongue. I nearly bit it.
Each pony really only wanted to take a tiny little bite that would hardly be noticed, but they were in such a hurry trying to get it before Pinkie caught them that they just grabbed a mouthful on the run and got to much
Also, Rarity was eating in the dark.
If there is anything that you are alone in thinking, it's "thinking that you're alone in thinking of your theories".
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I hate when that happens. Not that I type with my tongue.
edited 9th Apr '12 6:54:07 PM by Drenius
Gully Foyle is my name,
and Terra is my nation.
Deep space is my dwelling place,
and death's my destination.
Do you all see why I detest ponies now? They are vapid, obnoxious things.
I can't blame them though, it's Celestia who neglected to teach them... teach them to
fear and
respect me.
@crow What gave you the impression that I couldn't spare my host's soul? The better question would be: Why would I
want to?
I admit that in this case, sparing Spike's soul has proven quite profitable. Celestia DARE not make a move against me so long as her precious Spike lingers
Rise and be proud, my child. Your body will play host to a power beyond comprehension. A force rivaled by neither mortals nor gods... me!