Aug 20, 2013
So what's up?
"Twilight Sparkle wants Rainbow Dash to take me to the doctor for a ‘check-up’ or something like that…" Scootaloo said.
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So what's up?
"Twilight Sparkle wants Rainbow Dash to take me to the doctor for a ‘check-up’ or something like that…" Scootaloo said.
It means I am good at healing other ponies
"Healing?" Scootaloo thought for a moment, "So… We’re nurses?"
I FINALLY GOT MY CUTIE MARK! -she shows her the caduceus symbol on her flank-
"Wow! That’s awesome!" Scootaloo stared at it for a good ten seconds in silence. "…What does it mean?"
Ask Limit
-her eyes don't show the same kindness, in fact they show the true malicious, murderous, and heartless personality of her amnesia personality- " I Warned you not to disrespect me, ever since being cursed with the deathly body I have studied the black arts." -the bone remains sturdy-
Unfazed by the pegasus's current form, Django pulled out his mystic guitar. "Well you shouldn't have approached Django of the Dead!" he shouted, slamming his fingers down on the guitar, creating a blast and breaking a hole through the bones.
((Dangit no, I didn't mean to answer that ask privately))
-her glare was as sharp as needles- I would have expected you to show some respect to a creature like me. It's not often you get a pegasus in Miracle City
Django returned the glare. He didn't like this horse's attitude. "I don't need to show respect to anyone. Now I recommend you get out of here before I make sure there aren't anymore "pegasuses" in Miracle City." Whatever the hell a 'pegasus' was.
AND DON'T CALL ME A TOURIST! -she touches the grass causing it to rot-
Django watched the grass die. Hm. "How'd you do that?" he asked, seemingly uninterested
Wow, an actual skeleton! I'm Scootaloo, one of the cursed amnesia ponies but anons made me a dragon with lightning breath for 2 weeks
((well hello there ^^))
Django stared in confusion that the pony. A talking horse? What?"Uh... Hi..." Django greeted curtly, narrowing his eyes. "Isn't there a glue factory or something you should be getting to?"