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The PLR have succeeded in overthrowing Equestria. With the Mane 6 wiped out, the princesses are dead, there is no one left to stop the PLR, now USES. However, is one mare and her friend dragon up to the task of stopping the USES before the whole world is destroyed? (Sequel to PLR: Pony Liberation and Resistance)
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Hello Comrade Ceasar, I would like to ask if you are accepting OC's.
If you are, keep reading, if not, don't.
Name: Black Quill
Age: 15, human scale.
Personality: Like a warmongering Doctor Who with a slight (Extreme) tendency towards explosives and tanks.
Appearance: Beige unicorn, like Doctor Whooves, but with a black quill writing in red ink for a cutie mark.
Short Bio: Raised in Coltlumbus, in the North-Midwest of Equestria (USES). He lived in two houses, his parents never married and sorta hated eachother. He was very smart growing up, never getting below an A- (He cried when he got it). He soon became fascinated with history, specifically, historic weapons. He began to read about all weapons from the Ancient Equestrians to the Great War And beyond. He was strongly opposed to the Revolution, fearing that when one person was corrupt, the sh** would hit the fan. He now lives in the ruins of his home town, torn apart by war. He waits for the day when he can exact his revenge on those red commie bastards for his mom and dad.
Good story. Would enjoy and would support you im creating more of this reading material for the pony committee of fanfiction.
Meanwhile in an alternative dimension...
Silver Shield paced back and forth, holding his peaked cap in his left fore hoof, exposing his well maintained dark blue and white mane, not knowing what to do. "DARN IT! WHY is it, that I always seem to find world's that are ethier too Liberal, or Communist?" He asked himself. "Well it looks like I have yet more work to do. But I hope that the average pony will help me. I mean, I think they should? Although, at least, as far as I know, they have a primitive army."
Meanwhile.... In the U.S.S.E.R
"Well we'll well, what do we have here? Another potential ally in the war against the Capitalists? Because if so, I would glady lend them my support." Said the man behind a large dark oak desk, which on top of the desk had a name plack which read: General Secretary of the Equestrian Communist Party Nikolai Malashenko.
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Are you referring to Joseph Stalin?
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No, Nikolai Malashenko from WiC.