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CandyButt: Gonna have two people riding me now O: CandyButt: Let me sniff you/ I do pony and pony-related roleplaying, if you do too and are interested in either long or short-term roleplaying – especially if it has a storyline – feel free to talk to me about it! Hey! My Kongregate username does not depict the only series (MLP) or character (Pinkie Pie) that I like to roleplay as; if it catches enough of my interest, especially fantasy, I’ll look into playing it. (I have experience playing Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, Trixie and Pinkamena. I have experience with the writing or concept/mentality of Rainbow Dash, King Sombra, Sunset Shimmer, and a teensy bit of I prefer to roleplay with others who are committed to some level of regular participation (two-three times a week at least), for purposes of entertainment and story-telling, and who are literate in terms of punctuation and spelling, as well as imaginative (in-character, no mary-sue). Current Roleplays. “If you are a Rainbow Dash, you’d better friend me!” ~ Pinkamena. Feel free to private message me with any questions you wish to ask! Questions and Answers will be compiled here. Pony Questions Non-Pony Questions I learned my lesson in Episode 55! Dear Princess Celestia: It’s great to have fun, but it’s even greater to have great friends. And having lots of friends means that you sometimes have to make choices as to who you’ll spend your time with. But that’s okay, because good friends will always give you lots of opportunities to have fun. So even if you’re missing out, it’s never for long. Respectfully yours, Pinkie “Pinkamena” Pie. If Pinkamena messages you, please please please don’t hate her, she’s only looking out for me and we both love our friends equally. (Pinkamena Diane Pie has left a message): I generally begin my messages with a notification of whom you are conversing with, should I leave you a message in real-time, expect only one notification. “You know, they say I like parties, and I can’t bring myself to disagree… But I find it disturbing that it is all anypony ever expects of me. You see I try my hardest, and I bake pastries beyond compare, but the vacant stares my conversations get are horribly unfair. And once upon a time I dreamed that everypony was just like me, I dug out an old poem I read and cloned myself so easily. But in the end there was no understanding, and I almost met my death… For rather than seek my smile, my friends engineered a contest. Across the wide room I stared, the paint was dripping dry, but I couldn’t glance away to seek my friends, nor receive hugs from Fluttershy. My task dragged on for hours, the seconds seeming days, my copies being banished as they turned away to play… I felt my brain was slowing, my eyelids drifting closed, yet I forced to myself to stare, when I’d really rather doze. In the end I made it, fractured from the stress, five ponies gathered ’round me to congratulate my success. I yawned without a word, and turned to leave the hall, their celebratory prattle holding no meaning for me at all. Little did I know it, but I wasn’t there that day, I saw her stand beside me, and I heard her call my name… She fought for my survival, and offered a warm embrace, I clung to her tightly, as she ceased our forward pace… She nuzzled my neck, her flattened mane brushing mine, and she whispered her name in a tone so sublime. “Pinkamena,” she said, and I’ll never forget, that when I was alone she told me, “It’s not over yet.” My friends understood my heartbreak, for Pinkamena did persist, apologies were offered, yet I couldn’t help but resist… Pinkamena hurt me, and I felt such disgrace, my agony her only weapon, my pulse began to race. Time had no meaning, and tears flowed down my face, the protection she offered me stripped away in haste… There was nothing I could do, I cowered in my mind, her presence inescapable, her intent disturbingly kind. I surrendered completely, the knowledge set in place, I loved my friends and recognized nothing but shame on their face… Apologies I accepted, even Pinkamena offered one, not of rejection, but of haste… For her nature she explained; “To guard you, Pinkie, against all you cannot face,” So yes indeed she hurt me, caused me great pain, but in her absence I would be friendless, and with nopony but myself to blame. As days turned into weeks, our friends we shared together, and I was happy as could be… That was until the day that Pinkamena started dating me. Now everything is complete in a way it couldn’t be before! For you see? In our minds together there is so much to explore! Never had I felt it, and never had I guessed, but you know what diary? Love is the best!" ~ A work in progress, signed Pinkamena & Pinkie. Bands that I like, either in general, or particular songs of (incomplete listing): Breaking Benjamin Activity FeedI_am_Pinkie_Pie has not published any activity yet.Would you like to post a shout to welcome them to Kongregate? |