#totally subtle

[zackstriker]

so are we gonna talk about the insane similarities between the name phol and ponk or

[caretaker-au]

reaction compilation #162

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Here are a few speculations we received as well.

[f8tal3]

shoutout to the people breaking the dysfunctional behaviour cycle(s) in their family. it is not easy, it is mostly entirely thankless, YOU feel like the problem, and you may not even be the person to see the future change(s).

i see you, i am with you, i hear you.

[morgan-yu-think]

I love how subtle mimics are

[beanie--boop]

Can everyone PLEASE stop FALLing IN LOVE WITH ME?

[staccatoandfriends]

"Staccato! What is this I have been seeing about you asking everypony who I may have a crush on?"

"Me? Everypony? N-noooo! It was just one pony… and that one group of ponies that was… maybe in the middle of a party."

"That might have had most ponies in town."

"Um… so h-how’s the suit coming along?"

[cosmicdusks]

Maybe a place by the water... with a view.

because even Henry understands thats where she belongs would want to live

[bluewheatfields]

[ Flash Flood. ]

It was the sound of rushing water that led Wheatley to the discovery. That former sentence may have appeared deceptively simple but it was, in fact, full of contradictions.

For example: Wheatley did not normally pursue the source for sounds like gushing, pressurized liquid. Or rather Wheatley SHOULD NOT normally pursue the source for sounds like gushing, pressurized liquid but did it anyway. A decision that was about as comprehensible as finding your best mate's house ajar, dabbled with blood and dark yet strutting inside while calling their name rather than the proper authorities.

Now finding a busted water vein along the piped walls of a maintenance shaft wasn't a stunner. Pipes carried water, ergo one would be leaking. What was unusual was finding one of those rare places in which his wildly unpredictable multiverse machine slapped a portal OUTSIDE of the room designated for it. It wasn't often but it had happened before. And had now; a portal there on a slant of concrete directly below the oxidized pipe.

"Well that's just unlucky." The core commented aloud as he surveyed, through the glimmering curtain of murky water, what seemed to be some sort of furnished room; a study? Maybe a living room? Hopefully not a bedroom. Hardly mattered. Right now it had been downgraded to the title of 'moat' with the miniature waterfall sputtering out of a wobbling oval set on their ceiling.

Y'know, kind of a like a death trap for anything that hated water.

A completely accidental death trap. So more of a death option really.