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Somebody needs to propose a new series to the director. Won't somebody think about the poor masochist ponies?
Call it the Suffer Series and populate it with a wide variety of crappy race formats. How about a 3,000 meter race on sand dunes?
I'm not too sure about that evaluation; despite being tiny Narita Taishin is one of the best "gone to plaid" Uma. Seeing one with the correct build in a CM lobby is terrifying, because they just tear past everyone on the final corner despite being on the outside.
So Shirogane could be quite...
Up until about chapter 79 I have been thoroughly enjoying this fanfic. I think you as an author have been doing a very good job of portraying these very memorable characters in fun and interesting lights without losing their complexity.
But what changed my opinion on this fic is the treatment...
They could not be dead,only paralyzed.Oberyn want Lorch alive,too.
But you are right,they,even with Oberyn,still do not have enough dakka to take Mountain alive.Unless...if Jon really is god with bow,he could just schoot him in legs.Sarella should be good archer,too.
In future,maybe good waifu,too!
Dyllaine eventually managed to get his legs under control and followed Nora into the shade of the forest. The morning sunlight dispersed between the canopy and filtered between the spring leaves.
Her ginger hair tussled ever so slightly in the breeze, and those vibrant cyan eyes of hers never...
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It was always fascinating to see the light inside everyone's hearts. Some burned bright and strong, while others were small and fragile. Her roommate and best friend had a big flame within her, but it was faint. One destined to be snuffed out all too soon.
Flor had made her peace...
Ok so Tanya here due to her small stature can’t gain a great top speed due to smaller strides but honestly I think her acceleration would be insane especially for any uphills since one other thing I think she has is a nice amount of strength.
Also how injury prone is Tanya? Because idk if it’s...
Oh no. That was a mentat pill and Winter is the logical conclusion of Pyrrha, if someone beats her. Well with Aura and Aura amp, Jaune's hips won't break. Hairline fracture, maybe, but not break.
Penny sharing cat memes is wholesome. Cyborg kids with Whitley when?
are you ever planning to continue the coffin of Roboute? from what i understand you stopped because a lot of people complained about how you portrayed characters (could be wrong about that) but i'd love if you continued it
The hum didn’t stop when I opened my eyes.
It had followed me out of the dream and into the dark of my room, low and even, the same pitch as my pulse. For a moment I thought it was the radiator, or the streetlights, or the whisper of traffic beyond the glass—but when I held my breath, the sound...