((OOC: Sorry for my absence over the past, what, month or three? I had school and a new story to write and my kitten recently was nabbed by a coyote, and I’m going to be leaving on friday for four days to go to a memorial service, so things have been busy. Just to let you guys know I haven’t forgotten all of my lovely followers, I drew you all a special picture! I’ll get back to the regular posts once things settle down a little.))

It lives, for like the fifth time!

Dad fixed the old fart, so I can tumbl without mom lurking over my shoulder still. It’s only a matter of time, though, until it finally goes kaput and becomes an ex-computer. Place your bets at the front counter, everypony!

So the mod will be temporarily indisposed because the senile cardboard box that I call my computer isn’t turning on, despite having power to it, and dad is too busy killing fictional ships to look at it tonight. So I might not have a computer tomorrow, or the next day, or for all eternity if It’s really died for good this time.

But never fear! I still have my mom’s computer and my tablet is A-okay, so I just need the autopsy report on the old fart before I migrate to mom’s comp if necessary.

And dad seems to be having fun sinking ships in his game, so that might take a while.

And in the meantime, I will revert to the primitive ways of the cavemen (or me in fifth grade) by listening to actual CDs on an actual CD player, playing the Bop-it, drawing outside of geometry class, and reading real books.

And maybe I’ll take up smoke-signals.

So gears gave me a trim today, but then this happened. My mane just can’t stay straight!

It does this every time.

RRGH

You make Jellybean blush.

(Did it publish the right one? I hope it did. I really do.)

(Edit!: YES, it published the right one. Thanks, Rainbow Scoots!)

(Okay, so I have been having trouble posting. Every time I attempt a picture post, the image in said post is always the last one I uploaded. Like right now, When i hit preview for the new post I’m trying to make, it comes up with the jailbait ask. Does anypony know how to get it to stop doing that? I can’t update the blog if it keeps trying to post the same picture over and over again.)

(Shadow:) He did, dammit! I’m not a creep! It’s not my fault he doesn’t trust her not to beat up other fillies when she goes to the park!

((OOC: Hoo, boy. This is a first. Someone actually being offended by the fact that I acknowledged my speech impediment in a less-than-glorious manner! I’m SO sorry, anon, for the butthurt I may have caused you, because you OBVIOUSLY know more about the feelings of people who stutter than someone who actually does stutter. Here’s a lollipop, why don’t you have a seat in the waiting room and fill out this form?))

For somepony with such a grim fascination with death, Starbow has a very weak stomach. I just hope that skull will be ready to dig up when the rest are, otherwise the damn thing will stink up the entire house. I am NOT going to wake up every morning to the smell of partially-rotted deer brains!

It’s a symbol that shows up on a pony’s flank when they find out what their calling in life is. For example, A literal cutie mark would be like the ones Shades of Dusk has. It’s a horse skull, and his special talent is animating bones.

Mine is more symbolic because it’s a sword, but it represents how I get up close and personal in battle.

Good! I nearly died ice skating a few days ago though, now my cutie mark has a dent in it.

She makes funny noises sometimes. She goes ‘prt’ when she greets me after school! And she does wheelies too.

Nope, He’s just full of that polyester fluffy stuff.

There’s nothing wrong with me, what are you talking about