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Tales of the Unikon: Celestia Town British!ArmyXvICNwCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41520663[View]

#Open#Canon: TotU #Adventure#Dark #Violence#General#Normal

The locomotive steamed north, passing mountainous ravines and forest lined gorges, moving up towards the snow covered areas of what was the Unikon territories. Snow covered each rock and tree, the rivers below roaring with shards of ice tumbling in the torrents. Usually, it was the charge of the Weather Bureau in other parts of Equestria to handle such matters, with Pegasi scheduling these things in advanced, telling ponies in the area to be wary of what storms were to come, what was a perfect day to go out fishing and the like. That wasn't the case out in the Unikon territories; the storms were constant, and the result of a very angry tribe of Thunderbirds that made flight and viable crop growing an impossibility outdoors. Not to mention, forcing most food, water, and supplies to be transported by rail from the southern areas of Equestria.

The train sped on, chugging uphill, the headlamp brilliantly lighting the frozen bands of iron that served as its guides. The familiar timbers bound together and standing upright were soon seen, the glistening lights like stars in the skies coming into view. The mournful cry of the whistle was heard as the donkey at the controls bit and tugged at the pull. Those upon the wall began to open those massive doors bearing the symbol of Celestia and Luna upon them. The locomotive let out another cry as it chuffed through the gates, hauling a heavy load of freight and passengers, the caboose's lanterns swinging as the train soon passed the gates. The ponies upon the wall soon closed the gates as quickly as they could, the loud clang ringing in the air as the lock was soon heard. This was the mining town of Celestia.

The locomotive soon pulled into the station, various trains already at the platforms waiting. The many ponies, mules, and donkeys scurried about, moving crates, equipment, and luggage with them. They crowded the busy station, moving about their way. Several waited until the first train was empty to begin loading into it while the locomotive was detached, turned around, and put back at the front of the other end of the train. Many others moved onto the other platforms for the narrow gauge trains headed for the other two mining towns
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AnonymousCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41521395

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i ain't browsed this forum in six months and come on here on a lark and still see your dead ass posting on this dead ass website. the fuck you doing dog, use your writing talents where they're actually gonna be recognised.

and when you find that place tell me so that i can use it as well i ain't found jack shit
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British!ArmyXvICNwCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41521401

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Nigga at this rate you and I are better off writing this shit somewhere else entirely and making bank from those weirdo fucks that ate up Fallout Equestria despite the fact it was literally just them retelling the entire campaign of the games with ponies.

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Donut Bar: AMERICA! Edition Dom The Bear!f1BearzjRwCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41514658[View][Last 50 Posts]

#canon#Cross-canon#Chill #Lighthearted#Shipping#General #Semi-serious#Crazy #Courtsey/Common Sense/ Fun

All AMERICAS have dark sides, and AMERICA! is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, everything appears to be dark and cold, the rainy weather being but an exclamation mark deepening the atmosphere of alienation and lurking fear.

The atmosphere changes though, as soon as you pass the worn door over the neon sign saying, in bright bold letters [U]AMERICAS BAR

Inside, amongst the tables and chairs dating back to the last century, with their nicks and stains and worn out padding, you can finally get yourself dry, drink something hot and wait out the rain. There's even a antique jukebox - someone placed the damaged neon 'o' from the sign outside next to it, the stylised glass donut looking a bit out of place with the sombre AMERICAS .

Here, all are welcome and accepted – so long as AMERICAS does not occur, as indicated by a the sign reading “AMERICAS bin by the door, put it in or we put you out. Cold."

On the blackboard, one may find what appears to be a scribble of nonsense:

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Nightshade!YUL65dGygICountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41518058

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>It felt...like Bella!
it's hard to control too many, but I can at least manage the kids well enough~

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>Dom, those are admin links.

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Void Hotel Special Event Take Two Cameron!IMFIRESyV2Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41515163[View]

#Chill [#

The Multiverse. From inside, it was infinite beyond measure, with every possibility and impossibility flitting about within.

But even infinity has a boundary, strange enough. And what could be beyond everything...

But nothing?

Sometimes, there are unfortunate souls that reality itself seems to forget. Sometimes their universes simply lose grip, other times their entire home realities were undone by forces unknown.

They are cast from everything...

And surprisingly find not nothing, but a hotel.

Run by a mysterious figure calling themselves "Cameron", this place is home to the outcast, the forgotten, and the misfit alike.
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Kudzu Joe !QDM2NgkqeMCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41515769

"She didn't... leave, so much as she ESCAPED."

>Joe finishes his much of... whatever that was.

>"Nobody left there."

Betty "Scott"!Omega2.4V6Country code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41516097

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Alright, I'll bite.

>she takes a long sip, a few marshmallows sweetening the taste as she does so.

Where'd you, or she, escape from?

Kudzu Joe !QDM2NgkqeMCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41516555

"Picture an internment camp run by giant, carnivorous bug-men that run experiments that twist your DNA like a kitten with a ball of yarn, then put you through boot camp."
>Joe winces.
"It wasn't a good place."

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