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Kalreas


Haven't been on since about 2014. Nearly 10 years have passed, and I'm back here. What a time.

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  • 441 weeks
    Not Again

    Another accident?

    ...

    Oh no. Magically?

    ...

    No. No, this will not stand. I will not allow this again.

    ...

    I know what happened to the last human, Shining Armor. I know full well, better than you.

    ...

    I have this under control. It's not like they have much more than their bodies to fight back with. We have the upper hoof.

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  • 445 weeks
    I May Not

    I may not reach the deadline I set of 12/20/15 for the release of the sequel to MPWFoE. And I apologize.
    I may not be releasing the updated Delicacy as I'd wanted to.
    I may not be surprising many of you if you know me and have followed me for a while.
    I may not be making much sense, and I may not be very relevant or important right now.

    I may not be writing what I said I'd write.

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  • 454 weeks
    A Hundred Followers And More

    Huh.
    Well would you look at that.
    And I didn't even try for the last one.
    Feels somehow unrewarding for getting a follower randomly, but hey. I'm not knockin' ya.
    unlessyouwantmeto

    So anyway, it's been a while. Comparatively, been a while. Like... since my last blog post, not since...
    youknowwhatImean

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  • 457 weeks
    Reasons

    Why this?
    Why that?
    Why then?
    Why them?
    Why? Just... why?

    Let me answer your questions.


    Why this?
    A 'Money Problems With Flavors of Eggnog' sequel. Why this?

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  • 461 weeks
    Pumped Up

    I opened the bathroom door and turned on the sink water, ready to dip my hoof down to catch some and splash it onto my face when I heard a quick shout and a shuffle from the bathtub that shocked me out of my thoughts.

    "Pound, jeez, knock at least!" Pumpkin settled into a position facing away from me, and I couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

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Dec
30th
2013

Help! In Two Ways. · 6:09am Dec 30th, 2013

One: I actually need a little help. Any of you know what Source Film Maker is? Well, I'll be using that a lot soon so, of course, I want/need practice with it.

Please, send me a song and a timeframe of lyrics or just a tune for me to make an animation from in a song, or send me a video you want re-created! I need the work, and I also want to make people happy. ((More than likely though - no ponies. Sorry.))

With the second dose of "Help", check below for a sneak peak of a story I'll ((hopefully)) be releasing sometime soon, as a small one-shot.
((Which is described in my last blog kinda))

You awake to heavy breathing, absolute darkness enveloping everything you tried to look at. Your sight suddenly adjusted to the dark, which revealed a pony with slightly curled, light hair, the coat of the pony a lighter shade, but the colors distorted due to the night-vision, not clearly telling who the pony was.

The room she was in was still dark, despite the increased sight you possessed, but you could see a filing cabinet of sorts, a dark carpet below her, a doorway in which a laughter was echoing from.

A figure appeared in the doorway a good distance behind the mare, which she heard as the figure approached slowly through the hallway with laughter; a shadow depicting the tale of her swift arrival. She picked you up and turned around quickly, keeping you facing the door; then screamed and started running.

You were shaking in her hold as she bounced the both of you up and down as she ran as fast as she could, never looking behind her. She used your sight of what was in-front of her as she darted past several shelves littering the hallway and jumped over a few random boxes and crates. You remained unblinking as you were carried into another room, her breathing turned from rushed and heavy to shaking and quiet.

Your vision went back and forth in the room, still unblinking as the mare found a place to hide. As she hid, crouched behind a box, your vision locked onto the door, and hers onto you.

"Help..."

Yes, it is still in production and I kinda just now whipped up some of that to spruce up that bit, but it's the opening couple hundred words to the story.
If you think this is a good idea, let me know, and try to figure out what inanimate object you are.

((Insert Incomprehensible Babbling Here.)) - Projected "Disembodied" Voice

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