Heads up! We have lost contact with David-Actual, intel suggests that after a series of well designed pranks the mane six have captured him and are holding him captive. We don't leave good men behind, let's bring them home, boys.
Greetings, I am comrade Stalin, a man with swag and a giant spoon who smokes weed, here to make fan-fictions like dumb shitposts, random crossovers, and references. Enjoy the show, and stay swaggy.