The purple woman raised her hands, causing the herds to stop and come to her. She cackled and laughed as she commanded, “OBEY ME, MORTALS, AND DO AS I SAY!”
“GET DOWN AND BREAK-DANCE, AND READ MY FANFICS, NOW!!!” Afterwards she caused several books to appear out of thin air, and caused them to fly right into the equines’ faces. Soon afterwards, Horseland is being bombarded by a hailstorm of books, as the purple being laughed and brushed her pet’s mane, while she sits on her throne of empty books.
Well, I wanted to take some pics of some pony toys for Derpibooru and my friends, and then write ridiculously surreal stories out of them, for fun.
Her only objective is to liberate books from any space faring non-equine species, and any intergalactic critters that don’t libraries of knowledge in some written form are considered purely heretical and must be purged from this galaxy!
And accelerated their evolution into becoming a spacefaring superpower. Another race plunges itself into intergalactic conflict, no thanks to her mischief.
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your current filter.I became interested in this bloodline when noticing how their necks are arched, then wanted a black one. As I’ve learned more about them, they’re fast, agile, and easy to feed. Great for war, great for the desert. Having a sweet flank just sealed the deal.
No, I prefer Clydesdales and Shetlands more, because they are cuter and funnier.
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your current filter.I know you want the source.