We have come to accept the fact that thousands, nay, millions of lonely ponies clop to Our beauty nightly. After all, who wouldn’t want to get a piece of this?

We have come to accept the fact that thousands, nay, millions of lonely ponies clop to Our beauty nightly. After all, who wouldn’t want to get a piece of this?

Even if We believed you, We don’t mind words. And thanks to his oath, he can’t go beyond words with Twilight. Not without Our permission, anyway.
We are going to regain pony control over this region. Burning it is the quickest way to establish Our dominance.
Very good. Flamethrower division, forward! Fire control teams, We want the castle and Luna’s tree protected at all costs. Burn everything else in a one kilometre ring around the castle.
Replanting teams and construction teams on standby. Once the fire burns down, We’ll cast the nature control spells over the burned region, so be ready to start planting and construction of the new royal gardens and castle village.
Somepony needs to make a Zecora blog. The one we have hasnt been on in like two weeks.
I need Zecora on here. Type knew her before she came to ponyville. They are friends.
I misses her.
((ooc: Zecora is easily the hardest character in FiM to play well.))
Why, cause she rhymes? Easy enough.
Hell, I could do it, It’s not that tough.
((ooc: It’s not just the rhymes, but her personality. Maintaining the mystical distantness and all that, while still being an active member of the rp group is a tough balancing act.))
Somepony needs to make a Zecora blog. The one we have hasnt been on in like two weeks.
I need Zecora on here. Type knew her before she came to ponyville. They are friends.
I misses her.
((ooc: Zecora is easily the hardest character in FiM to play well.))
*She finishes programming the fireflies. They will dance in choreographed patterns during Type and Fluttershy’s date, then form hearts and the words ‘I love you’. Following the date, they will fly to the window outside Celestia’s room and form assorted rude words. She sends them off on their way to the Royal Gardens.*
The risk was not pointless. She had to be stopped, and We’re not sure what Our spell would have done to her. It might have simply popped her out of existence as quickly as she arrived.
But We will take you up on that invitation.
*She stays and watches him for a while, then goes out to catch some fireflies to train for Typewryter’s date.*