How did I get here? I used my hooves, of course! How could I scare you half do death when you're half dead already?
-a beat. she cocks her head-
You look... different. Normal. Dull.
"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probablyWell, I sense that my senses don't make much sense to those who sense their sensitivity.
-she flashes a too-wide grin before leaning closer to Fluttershy-
No, not her not her at all. Eyes are all wrong, not enough barbs.
"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably-she suddenly whips around to face C Loud-
You're very welcome, Fractus. I could do it again, if you like...
"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probablyI flipped a switch you've had since you crawled from the primordial soup! A simple trick of tickling your hind-brain. Always enertaining.
-to Fluttershy-
Don't talk about me like I'm not here! Or maybe I am not here. Hmm...
-she waves her hoof in front of her face-
"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probablyI remember my head feeling kind of funny... then she just started screaming at me, and she let go before I could even force her back.
She said something... what did she say?
You look solid enough to me, by the way.
edited 7th Nov '11 1:01:04 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistI'm different? You're different! Too nice, too quiet, too clean! Your bones and flesh are unmarred by the touch of Vicissitude!
-a beat-
It looks very good on you!
edited 7th Nov '11 1:03:43 PM by Bindlestick
"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably

-another flicker of motion, just out of sight. Pinkie Pie, coat now flecked with bits of dried blood, steps out from the shadows. really, there isn't anywhere else that she could step out from. slowly, she approaches the sleeping Fluttershy, a mischievous grin on her face.-
-a beat-
-from behind her back, the party pony produces a large paper bag. she paused before breathing into the bag and holding it shut. that done, she brings her free hoof down on the bag, popping it with a rather loud and noticeable noise, enough to wake the slumbering pegasus-
"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably