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MLP: EG Review (Warning- logical)... ugh,ah... How do I start this?... hugh... The world has it's sins, and there are none who are or have created exceptions... But today, and for the past week or so I have wondered of one thing, that haters and brony's everywhere are themselves unsure what to think of hasbro's most recent marketing ply... Or as I see it, a poke in the eye to about everyone who is familiar with the series that tries to appeal "more to younger audiences, as well as the more feminine crowd..." You all know what I'm talking about, it's time to review the trailer and... "idea" of My Little Pony: Equestrian Girls, and be fore warned, I will use ALL of my personal opinions, even if you don't agree, I do not care. And... without further hold, let us begin.
So, we start off some time after the end of season 3. Why? 'Cause Hasbro didn't go far enough out of left field. We then see Twilight hug princess Cadence, some o
Night of the Curse - Chapter 2: Thunder Over FireThey each went into their respective rooms, which they called as they entered, as all teenagers do. Before heading to outside to the garden area, which was now muddy due to the rain, they decided to have dinner. It seemed as though even if Uncle Franklin no longer owned the house, most of the workers still stayed in case family came to visit. The Chef walked up to the table and asked each what they “craved this fine evening”. Since Amanda was a Vegetarian, she chose a salad with the finest dressing they had. John, well, he chose to have a small steak, with mashed potatoes. It took Tony some time to decide, but he finally chose a sandwich. Since Anna had already ate before the trip, she just asked for some bread and water.
Upon finishing up, and stuffing their faces with all the foods that lay before them, they decided to head outside finally.
“Don't you just miss the clean, cool air of Tennessee?” John asked everyone. They all nodded a bit, as they couldn't lie
Night of the Curse - Chapter 1: Ghost Stories
This is a story of a group of friends, college students, no less. Not just your ordinary group, though, but a special group. And not that kind of special, they are as smart as you and I. This group were a bit of a fantasy gang. Monster Hunters. Taking on things such as Minotaurs, Vampires, simple things ranging to enraged gargoyles, rouge dragons, even to the mighty hydra. Now, they must beat their most difficult opponent yet, one that has taken minor control of one of their very close friend.
We start off with the kids heading off to a large mansion, “inheritance” in a way, that once belonged to one of the boy's, Jonathan Wayne Jr. he had suggested to his friends that they could go there to spend the summer, or what little of it they had left with their profession. The other 2 ones not behind the wheel, Amanda Jones and Tony Randal, listen to the”Tome Translator” of the 4, Anna Winters, tell stories she read on the internet of all these bizarre cr
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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