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Rise of the Fallen Pt.4Rise of the Fallen Pt. 4
A crises? What could be happening? Daniel was clearly distressed as though he seen his worst fear.
“We don't have time to talk, we need to get to Ponyville pronto.” said Daniel.
I wasn't going to argue, we traveled back to Ponyville. Upon getting there I noticed a bunch of ponies were gathered. Among them was Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and Twilight. There were other ponies there too. One was an orange earth pony with a light orange mane and a stetson hat, her cutie mark was three red apples. There was a blue pegasus with a rainbow mane, her cutie mark was a rainbow colored lightning bolt coming from a white cloud. There was a white unicorn with a purple mane, her cutie mark was three diamonds. There was a white alicorn with a light blue, green and pink mane, her cutie mark was the sun. There was a black alicorn with a long black mane, her cutie mark was a crescent moon. The last pony I didn't know was a grey wall-eyed pegasus pony with a yell
Rise of the Fallen Pt. 3Rise of the Fallen Pt. 3
I was shocked, this unicorn that is hugging me knows me.
"What happened to you, how did you wind up like this?" asked the unicorn.
I told her about my memory loss.
"Oh, my. I had no idea." said the unicorn.
She hugged me even tighter, tears were flowing from her eyes. I asked her if she could tell me about my past, who I am, etc.
"I don't know much but I will tell you what I know. First, my name is Emerald. You are an orphan as am I. We meet in your world about a month ago." said Emerald.
An orphan? How could I have wound up like that?
"Neither of us had a name so we gave each other our names. You called me Emerald because of my cutie mark. I called you toxic love after you drew a heart on a barrel of some toxic stuff. You also gave me necklace." said Emerald.
So my names was Toxic Love before. No wonder that name made me so happy. Emerald was quite happy just to see me. I asked if she knows anything else.
"Well, we lived on the streets for a while.
Rise of the Fallen Pt. 2Rise of the Fallen Pt. 2
"Just hold still." said Twilight.
I was so excited that holding still was difficult, I was afraid that Twilight would have to tie me down.
"Don't worry, I've done this spell before a few times." said Twilight.
Twilight pointed her horn at me. Her horn glowed as did I. After a moment Twilight looked at me.
"I can't explain it . But there seems to be some sort of magic sealing your memories away." said Twilight.
What? Does this mean that my memory loss isn't an accident? Twilight tried a few more times, double checked her methods, and did the spell a few more times. It was futile, my memory wasn't coming back.
"I don't get it, this should be easy for me." said Twilight.
I was disappointed, I was hoping to get my memory back.
"Spike!" called Twilight.
A baby dragon came downstairs, he was purple with green spines. I figured he was Spike.
"Yes?" said Spike.
"Send a letter to the princess, I want to know how I can help Toxic Love here." said Twilight.
Gift for Bre and AzzyI'm Sorry. (Told from the perspective of Dan)
I approached Azzy, I said something bad to her and I regretted it. I called to her.
She asked me what I wanted, she was not happy and I can understand. I told the I was sorry. She thought for a moment.
"I haven't been drawing lately due to my trips to the hospital, you know." said Azzy.
I had no idea, I asked why she was going to the hospital.
"Some heart problems." said Azzy.
I told her I was sorry.
"I've been mean to everyone lately, I;m sorry Dan." said Azzy.
I told her that she was not as mean as I was to her. I asked if we could be friends again.
She accepted, one down.
I later approached Bre. I called to her.
Bre asked me what I wanted, she was mad, like Azzy was. I told her I was sorry.
"I do draw gifts for people other than Azzy you know, if I could remember everyones designs I would be able to do a lot more gifts you know." said Bre.
I was especially mean to Bre, I told her I was sorry.
Rise of the Fallen Pt. 1Rise of the Fallen Pt.1
Ow, my head. What happened. Where am I? I'm to tired to move. I opened my eyes but I couldn't keep them open. All I saw was yellow hooves coming towards me.
"You're going to be ok." said a soft voice.
I felt like I was being picked up, it was comforting but at the same time it was scary. Who was this individual? I must have passed out completely.
I woke up on a soft bed, I opened my eyes, I wasn't so exhausted so I got up. I was in a strange house, there were animals every where inside. I decided to go out side to get some air. When I did so I was greeted by a yellow pony with a pink mane.
"Oh, you're awake." said the pony.
"What happened?" asked the pony.
I thought for a moment, I couldn't remember what happened. I informed the pony of this.
"Oh, can you tell me your name, that is, if that's ok with you. said the pony.
I couldn't remember my name, as I thought I realized that I couldn't remember anything. I told the pony about this and inq
Gift for ShadowchaofanShadowchaofan's Gift
It was late on Christmas Eve, Ashlee and Skull were sitting on the couch watching some TV. Frost and Fang were on the floor cuggling up to each
other. Thunder Striker was laying on the arm of the couch.
"It's a beautiful night." said Ashlee.
"It sure is." said Skull.
Ashlee and Skull kissed.
"You know Fang, your fur is soft and warm." said Frost.
"And your fur has a lovely feel to it." said Fang.
Frost and Fang kissed.
Dawn teleported in and landed on Thunder Strikers head.
"Mew?" said Dawn.
"No I won't kiss you Dawn." said Thunder Striker.
Dawn slapped Thunder and pointed at the TV.
"Oh, we're watching a Christmas show." said Thunder.
"Mew?" asked Dawn.
"I'm not sure what it's called." answered Thunder.
Thunder looks around.
"Where's Zori?" asked Thunder.
"Zori is asleep in my room." said Ashlee.
They continued to watch TV, after the show was over Ashlee turned the TV off.
"Time for bed." said Ashlee.
"I'm not tired." said Thunder.
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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