Bronies, brothers and sisters of our amazing fandom, our world is at a crossroads. As you may have seen things are changing in our world. Talk of Alicorns, Cease and Desist orders, fear of losing the show we hold dear has enveloped our fandom and cause unrest amongst its people. A community of friendly, caring people has been riddled with cynicism, doom saying, and infighting because we’ve turned away from what all hold dear to face the giant in our path. Yes, friends, things are changing whether we like it or not. I’m not here to put your fears to rest or fill your hearts with panic and hopelessness. I’m simply asking you to remember. Who are we? Are we simply a group of adults with too much time on our hands who gathered around a children’s cartoon? Is that really all we are? An unexpected oddity? Or are we more than a bunch of grown men and women in funny cloths and rainbow wigs? Who are we, friends? I believe that we are a group of powerful individuals with our own stories and ideas. Even though we’re very different, we’ve found a common ground, something that we can all enjoy that’s showed us what is important in our lives. Kindness, strength, generosity, loyalty, friendship; these are more than words to us; they’re principles.

When I first looked upon the fandom I saw a group of people marching to the beat of their own drum and celebrating something they all cared about, even if it was just a children’s cartoon. But when I looked deeper I discovered it was so much more than that. The more I looked; I began to see how much people cared - even loved - its characters. This touched my heart in an amazing way. I thought that if these people could love a fictional pony so much, than how much can they have for each other? Now that I’ve become a part of the fandom I’ve found that love for myself and given of it freely. But since I’ve become accustomed to the community I’ve forgotten things. I’ve forgotten exactly why I started on this journey. I’ve taken for granted our love for each other and now that is coming under question.

In light of all of this coming change is now the time for us to divide ourselves? Is now the time for us…

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LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS

It's been one year, Ponychan. Today is our birthday

Take some time to reflect on all this wonderful community has done for you, and what memories you recall with the fondest nostalgia. Remember old friends and appreciate new ones. Take a trip down memory lane with us and write a letter to Princess !!Celestia about what you've learned in your time here, and the adventures you've experienced with your friends.

It's been a magical year, Ponychan. Tell us about it.

Mod edit: The poster has returned since making this thread.
Please allow me to post the second and third parts before posting…thanks.
To warn you, this is very long and may require you to read this in multiple posts….as I’m writing this in Word beforehand, I don’t know how many characters I can fit into one post…. There won’t be a TL:DR, there’s just too much to be summarized…so when you have the time, please…try to read this in its entirety…

If you think that this is another one of those "Goodbye..." threads, think again, it is actually a "Until we meet again....someday" thread. At the end of Wednesday, May 25, I'll have to leave... I have never seen a group of people so caring, kind, and loving....that not only do I see you guys as my friends, but as an extended family.... The term "hugbox" gets thrown around for this site, but is that really a bad thing? We all NEED friendship and the kind this fandom gives.....is simply wonderful.... By the end of this, you'll know that this really isn't a thread about me....no....I actually hate talking about myself and my problems throughout life....it is really about the people I've met, this wonderful site, and the fandom that sparked the question "Why the Hell am I watching this!?" and the answer "It's magic, I ain’t gotta explain shit.".

For those I wasn't fortunate enough to meet throughout my past weeks here......this is my story of both my past and the weeks I've spent here.....and the people/show that saved my life.....the people I can't thank enough for saving my sanity and allowing me to finally.......after about 16 years......be myself......the fandom that’s turned out to be so much more…for me at least…

To those I have met, befriended, helped, laughed/cried/hugged/loved/and been there for, you do not need to relive what I have already unloaded onto you all.....but I can't stop you if you wish to read my horrible past with some new info (some I have told you guys has been left out, as it doesn’t fit…

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It’s been a while since I’ve seen one of these. Let’s take this opportunity to show a bit of our true selves, /oat/

Tell me a bit about yourself; name, age, gender, social security number it’s all optional. What are your dreams, are you studding or working towards them? What’s your favorite brand of pudding?

I’ll start; just like Steven Magnet I never introduced myself when I became a member, mostly because I was scared shitless, I jumped almost straight from anonymity to posting as Princess Celestia and then One Winged Pegasus.

You can call me Morri if you’d like, I’m 25, brunette, brahny (hell yeah I want to propagate that term)
I play the guitar and some piano and love chocolate, especially in the form of a milkshake.
I've been a huge metalhead since I was 13, been listening to some electronica lately, also like industrial.
My dream was to live I a nice cabin or something out in the woods but recently upgraded to having an apple orchard. (thanks to Applejack and one beautiful day)
I’m a vegetarian, because.
My favorite pony is Pinkie Pie because I identify with her very much, also Rarity and recently Trixie.…

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And so it begins. Tuesday the 19th of April my friend shall know the true meaning of friendship. Senior prank week is coming up and instead of pranking the teachers as we usually do every year, the ponies shall block out the sun for him on this fateful day.

A little background info: My friend, Tony, and I are both seniors in our high school. He’s one of those guys who tries to act cool and tough around everypony, but fails most of the time. This is a multiple phase operation and has cost me over $40 to prepare for everything

I woke up and there they all were. Pinkie, Rainbow, Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy and Twilight. I felt my heartbeat speed up immensely. I approached Twilight Sparkle, who looked up at me.

"Please," I began, "tell me that this is heaven. Please tell me that I died and now I'm here with you..."

Twilight, with an understanding and sympathizing look, replied, "I'm afraid not."

I knew what that meant, but I didn't want to accept it. "Have I transcended between our worlds? Am I here to stay?"

Twilight shook her head.

"Then this is a dream," I said weakly. And then I felt a great weight strike me all over my body. I couldn't contain myself. I fell to my knees and began to weep, hugging Twilight's neck.
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Ok, everypony. I give you a challenge.
First, start listening to this.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C5Ih_Bvnjpc
Then, read this while the music is playing.
http://www.equestriadaily.com/2011/03/story-circle-of-friends.html

Try not to cry.

I can't...I can't do it.....

Mfw typing this up

I have something to say that has been bugging me since it happened. I'm posting this because I can't think of anywhere else to post it. I need to tell someone, and since I have no one but you guys, I'm posting this here. Yes there are ponies, and no there is no tl:dr.

so here is some back story on my life.
I had an abusive stepfather. there are many memories from watching him get drunk to beating me, to beating my mother, and a lot of other fucked up shit he did. We were constantly moving around, never staying in one place for long so there was no way I could make friends. This lasted since I was born for 8-9 years. I remember this one time, I was 6-7 and I was cowering in the corner of the basement, looking up, watching him beat my mom because she got in the way to stop him from beating me. I can never get this out of my head, and every once in a while I get a flashback of it and others randomly.

It has been 12 years since I’ve seen this him. 4 months ago He found one of my siblings FB accounts, and he wanted to see us. Skipping a lot of details, They all went, and my mom even forgave him. I stayed home wondering why they would even bother trying to forgive him. I cried myself to sleep that night.

Fast forward to a few weeks ago. He wanted to see us again, especially me. He was begging practically, asking for forgiveness for what he's done and such. Only me, my bro, mom, and new stepdad went, to meet him at a restaurant. I thought with all the support with me I'd be able to handle the encounter better. I took my headphones, I decided for some reason to take the rainbow dash toy from mcdonalds with me, and kept her in my pocket.

We arrive at the restaurant and get out when I find out that only me and my brother are going in, and mom and stepdad were going across the street to wait for me. All the confidence I had built up suddenly disappeared. I felt like rainbow dash before the young flyer competition. I must have made this apparent on my face even though I tried to hide it, because my mom tells me that it isn't too late to go back. I reached for my pocket and held onto rainbow d…

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I have a sad but heartwarming story of friendship and magic, bronies…

Every so often, I volunteer in my city’s Children’s Hospital and provide some youthful fun to the young kids there. A while ago, I developed a good friendship with this ten year old girl named Sarah. She’s simply adorable, but she was fighting cancer. She’s a First Nations girl, and her parents gave her up, essentially not wanting to deal with her intensive care. When she hasn’t been in the hospital, she’s been in an orphanage. I came to be something of a big brother to her, and she was another little sister to me. We’d tell each other jokes, play games, and talk about what happened that day.

One day, I asked her if she could keep a very important secret. She eagerly said “Of course!” I told her I was a brony. She laughed so hard, people in the wing turned to look at us and ask what was so funny. True to her word, she replied with the usual “nothing”. She told me she had never seen the show and couldn’t understand how I, a guy twice her age, could like a girl’s show. So I did the only thing I could think of; bring my laptop to the hospital and watch My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic with her.

We watched all the episodes together, and discussed our favourite ponies. I couldn’t help but be rather somber when she told who her favourite was. Sarah’s favourite pony is Pinkie Pie, and let me tell you why. Sarah told me that Pinkie Pie was her favourite because she helped her face her fear of dying. Pinkie taught her to laugh when she was afraid or sad, and to always keep your chin up when you’re feeling down. It was her birthday about a month ago, so I bought her a Pinkie Pie pony from Toys ‘R Us (I got so many weird looks in the store). She was feeling really sick that day (from chemo), but her face lit up when she opened the box to see a brand new Pinkie Pie. Her Pinkie Pie, to help keep her safe and happy. She told me it was the best gift she had ever gotten in her entire life.

The last time I saw her was six days ago, just a few days before my birthday. She had been getting worse with each month, but she was always happy to get a visit from me. This time was diff…

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C'mon /pic/ Dump all the vectors!

MFW MUSIC

(WOAH-OH-OH-AH-AH-AH-AAAA-HA-AH-AH-AH)

Trixie: So there was music that went along with this thread, but for the sake of making arch less annoying it was removed. To head it, check out This Video

Dear everybody.

A few weeks ago, I've made a thread about a choice that was given to me.
Because of my particular stomach condition, I would have only had three years left until my organs gave out. Three years of continued and increasing suffering until I'd painfully wither away.
But I was offered a solution. A drastic surgery to completely remove the core of my problems: My stomach itself. Yet, this kind of surgery is very risky on its own, and combined with my already damaged other intestines... My chances of surviving the procedure are slim. Very slim.
It took me a lot of thought, persuation and support to make a decision, and even since then I have felt bitter regret about my choice more then once. It's a gamble with my life, and the odds are significantly stacked against me... But it's too late to change things now.

Tomorrow morning I will be picked up and taken into the hospital, where I'll be held in my room until the surgery the day afterwards. I'll be restricted from any kind of online media during this time.

Considering how early tomorrow I'll be taken in, and how large the chance is that I'll not make it... I fear that tonight may be the last time you'll ever see me.

And so, I just want to leave a final message for everybody, should things take a turn for the worse.…

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