once upon a time i came into this place called Fanpop.This i found out was a fansite and so i joined a group of My little pony, i soon realized that everyone loved me and so i gave them my appreciation in return. Then later on i felt that i had to do zaidi for these fellow mashabiki so i came up with my first article. After i finished my first makala i made another and then another. On November i got a feeling that i wasn't felling like myself so i told my family. Later they found out i had a problem that made me worry. This is know as anxiety, as i had this my worries made me think my own Marafiki and mashabiki were against me when they really weren't at all. to shorten this story i will skip to the part about Nocturnalmirage. When i sent out a post saying i was feeling depressed Nocturnal helped me. Another person was Shadowerg my Special somepony. It taught me that no matter what youre going through, your Marafiki will be kwa your side no matter what. To mention My little pony, Nocturnal helped me keep my confidence into keep making my Scootaloo's Following Fear makala and I am forever thankful for having Nocturnal as a friend
Anti-tank gun
The other changelings responded kwa signaling to the tank drivers to moto at Green Flame. all this noise caused Pin Tail to wake up and get the 2 troops up. They came to Flame's assistance while carrying their anti-tank artillery gun and set it into position. After a few rounds of their kanuni, cannon the tanks & changelings in them were all destroyed in only a few minutes. "Was that the enemy?" Green Flame asked Pin Tail. "Not anymore" Tail smiled as he told his friend.
applejack as Rorshach,
Fluttershy as Nite owl II,
Pinkie Pie as The Comedian,
Twilight Sparkle as Dr.Manhattan,
upinde wa mvua dash as Ozymandias, and
Rarity as Silk Spectre II.
Excerpt from chapter one:
Rorshach: Dog carcass in an alley way this morning, hoove track on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me, I have seen it`s true face. The streets are extended gutters, and the drains are full of blood and when the gutters finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up around their waists, and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "Save us!!!" and I`ll whisper "neigh"
