My name was Razorbeam, and I am retired. (From Fanfiction)
Prithee and well met, thou tempestuous witch of storms, to alight so delicately upon the jet streams of the cerulean sky. Welcome to Spirit Airlines.
An aspiring Author honing his skills by writing about these silly little ponies. A Fox of few words outside the realm of fiction, unless he gets on a roll with something.
Stories about ponies are stories about people.
I swear every time I blink this site has fifteen new features. Six months isn't /that/ long a time to blink, is it?