((ooc: nope, totally didn’t post that to the wrong blog. >_> ))
(submitted by Arcel-Sorm)
Wait… what button did I just press!… uh oh…
*pfffffght ha eh heh heh* Awwww… Colt Arcel is not amused!
Everypony seems to have gone crazy. Soarin was attacked by an anon-tickle-mob, then Cinder tried to save him by lighting the anons on fire (which just set Soarin on fire too)… Then Ruby started shouting that Soarin turned her into a filly…
We think somepony must have slipped some poison joak into the water supply…
*She turns bright red.*
Umm… well… if you really want to keep it… *She recovers somewhat.* go ahead. So long as only you ever see it, We will be fine with it.
((ooc: I’m not going to post what the photo actually contains, and then everypony will assume much naughtier things than it really is. Just as pinkie-planned…))
Well… *She blushes slightly* if you really want to keep them, and were extra sure you could keep them secret, We suppose We wouldn’t mind.
Of course, if you do keep them, in a thousand years or so they’ll probably end up in some stuffy professor’s dissertation about the God-Empress of Equestria’s personal life.
Photos don’t bother Us… unless they bother you, of course.
…We guess We should tell you now, before you find out on your own… one thousand years ago, during the months in which We waged open war against Celestia, We developed a certain… reputation, among the gossip mongers of the time… a reputation We must admit was not entirely undeserved… Luna had several crushes that were unfulfilled, and… well… We went about fulfilling them for her.
In the thousand years We were gone, everypony forgot about us, but gossip has a way of surviving… We hope your reputation won’t be soiled by Our past actions.
No.
We might let you lick Our hooves, as long as you promise not to overtly enjoy it.

