Likes: Mlp Fim, and always will be a dedicated fan

Likes: Legend Of Spyro, it always comes back to me no matter what, and i continue to like it no matter the age.

Gender: male

age:22

I always liked a great story and I had started out with quite a few that have continuously played over in my mind a lot and finally this place came, where I could now put them and show every one a nice little story. And for years now, I've always been dedicated to telling a good story, it touches the soul and can even help shape a person's life for the better. Whether it would be something of fiction or non fiction, any story that can entertain and maybe even touch the soul is something worth remembering. To this day after six years of being here, it hasn't wavered, only matured. And I want to continue sharing them with you, so long as I still live and you're all entertained.

Also I have a Discord server now! So If you'd like every one, feel free to join in to discuss fan fics, role plays, cooking, art and so much more https:///GhfsymC!

Favorite Characters: princess Luna, Ezio Auditorre, king Sombra, Celestia, Twilight Sparkle, Cynder and Spyro

My top oc's:

Heavy Weight:pale white coat, Icy blue mane and tail, line scar down his right eye, circles of his eyes are jet black, and has a cutie mark of an ice blue vertical sword pointing upward in the center of a dark blue six pointed star.(mlp)

Prince Orion: A Alicorn prince and first born son of the royal family, black haired, very light skin, five inches taller than Celestia, medium build at base form, and in full strength form, large build and muscle bound, final form the red crystal god is medium build, but so much stronger, body turns red and hair turns blazing deep red at full strength, same with god form, accept skin crystallizes, and his glowing magic wings grow in with a tail, horn and ears. Eyes are brown, but turns crystal like and red for his vision to read and predict other's movements and moves, as well as foresee trouble from far away places. Wears black shorts or pants with red ringed boots and a silk white long sleeve shirt under a red long coat lightly armored with his own crystals, his weapons are twin red crystal swords that can fuse into a giant crystal zweihander sword.

Cursed by witches of a dark clan he himself and comrades would later on lay to waste. He was stripped of a proper Alicorn pony form before his birth and left with the difficult to understand human body, making him a laughing stock until the age of thirteen, at four he began training as an Equestrian Warrior to defend his family and be like the original red crystal warrior, Crystar. He grew up the hard way, neglecting any sort of royal treatment he could for a life as an Equestrian warrior. It taught him pride, humility and an yearning to protect his country and his family, especially his beloved sisters, Celestia and Luna.

Typhoon Breeze:A green Pegasus stallion with a deep green and very long hippie like mane and tail. A great ancestor to Fluttershy herself, and shares the same very deep love for nature and it's critters, but plays the role of a loving but stern father rather than a gentle somewhat push over of a mother. His weapon is a staff that switches into a scythe, and is known as the master of the wind, for the wind is his element and power. Can enter a lethal and stern state of mind that sharpens his reflexes, speed and accuracy, allowing him to cut full mountains to pieces with mighty flaps of his wings.

A bullied pony for his gentle nature as a colt, he grew up without a family, but found his family in the form of all of nature's loving critters, his love and devotion to nature gave him a secret blessing, allowing him to use the wind as a means of protecting nature, something he would discover once a selfish mayor of the old town before it was known as Ponyville slaughtered a group of ducks he was leading to a pond, this awoke the lethal state of mind and his wrath of the winds. Killing the spoiled and vile mayor with a blast of wind into her obnoxious statue. Her being a political figure scared him, and he was later approached by the king with an offer, either he could be arrested for assassination of an Equestrian leader, or join the Equestrian warriors and her death will be ruled a justifiable death due to corruption, he had no choice but to agree, but would not regret it, for it allowed to meet a special some pony who would begin a long lasting family tree that would bring forth the element of kindness.

Frosty Apples: A snow white Earth pony stallion of the famous Apple family, with an ice blue mane and tail ruffled up, but the old stetson hat of his father, Apple Heart, keeps his messy mane in check. He wears a red scarf knitted by the hooves of his loving mother, Crisp Apple. He wields the great power of ice, and he's the only one capable of even freezing and taming the violent fires of War Fire, for reasons that will be explained soon, he deeply hates the Apple family for their lack of intolerance in his time, and wields a mighty ice katana known as Glacial Steel, sharpest blade that that put out the hottest flames, and slice the the most dense of mountains, leaving behind a wasteland covered in snow.

Born with this gift over the ice and snow, he came to know the torment of a family that did not tolerate his gift, accept for his mother and nervous father who tried to help him blend in with the rest of the family. But his abilities over ice and the danger he easily posed to the crops kept him inside and bullied by any who visited his home, it even got violent to the point that he was afraid to show his face. Until one day when he was eight, it was time for an Apple family reunion, and his parents made the mistake of trying to get him to come out and be a part of the family. He was mocked and insulted, and children had shortly after attacked him, causing the ice to protect him, sprouting sharp columns of ice that slaughtered two little Apples, and terribly wounding four others. The threaten to kill him, but instead Apple Heart grew a spine and stood up to the family before he and his wife took Frosty to the north towards Yakyakistan, sadly they could only make it to a lonely mountain not too far from what would soon become the Crystal Empire. Frosty was unaffected by the blistering cold, but his parents sadly froze to death with him in their arms. It would be days later that the king discovered him and his parents, before recruiting him, Frosty gave no answer, but in a way agreed. And to this day he still hates the Apple family.

Shadow Swirl: The only mare of the Equestrian Warriors, she's a purple unicorn with black circles around her eyes and a very deep purple mane and tail who wears a black clerics robe with open hoofed boots. She is a master of all dark magic and a hunter to those who dare to dive into the world of dark magic, for no mortal should ever touch such power. She wields a flanged mace that can dive into the darkness and reform into a giant mallet, she can manipulate shadows, inflict curses, and sniff out corruption in any mortal heart or soul. She's a mother to all children, and would never bring harm to them no matter what, she's all about preserving innocence and pushing evil back into the shadows that spawned them.

Shortly after her birth, her parents gave her up to the very same people that cursed Orion with his human form, her parents were ultimately sacrificed to bring forth and turn Shadow into a vessel that now held the queen of all demons of Tartarus, only for a kind hearted mare to take her in and away from the witches, and teach her love, kindness, and even how to be a humble doctor. She even had a little brother, who she would vow to care for when a tragic attack from a great demonic beast, accidentally made from the king himself cause the mother to be violently killed and devoured. As she fought and stole, working for a robin hood stallion for children. She dove into the dark magic that was sufficed by the most peculiar of old hag, but her heart refused any sort of corruption, and all that mattered was her brother. Then the old enemy struck, cursing her brother with a curse that only she could free him from through death, she killed her brother, and the demon queen awoke from her. But her heart still proved stronger, and she managed to control the demon herself, and slaughter all the witches. Two years after the death of her brother she chose to go to the castle for closure and a bit of payback for what the king did to put her on the path she walked. Ultimately, it is Orion himself who convinces her to join them, promising that no other child will have to suffer like her and her brother did.

War Fire:A disturbed pitch black unicorn stallion with a glowing fiery mane and tail with a trail of flames running down his mane, down his neck and back, to connect to his tail. Wears black iron armor with scorched runes all over his armor, a ragged brown cape helps cover up the flames on his back, while his hooves are bright white and red with fire and magma. He can go into a chaotic demonic form that turns him giant, bulk, and scorches off his face to bare a skeletal pony head roaring with flames from within. With this power he's capable of launching meteoric balls of fire that can level kingdoms and even nuke landscapes, but leave him vulnerable and weak after two uses of such power, he wields an impressive great sword engulfed in fire, and can manipulate the flames to turn it into a twisted demonic great ax that causes impressive explosions.

As a child, he started out so innocent, unaware that he was starting fires by accident wherever he walked, but one night, a nightmare awoke his true fire, causing him to set his house a blaze, his parents rescue him, but sadly perish, slowly burning alive in front of him, shattering his sanity and forcing him to flee the old kingdom. He ultimately hunkers down in a mountain cave, where he lived as a mindless and insane child, almost feral in nature, to the point where he one day in his cave, a very unlucky young dragon entered where a starving colt was desperate for food, and the dragon never came out again. Dragons became his source of food, and they revered him as the dragon ripper. He was twelve years old before the king of Equestria took him, and rehabilitated the colt, influencing him on the world around them, even teaching him patriotism for Equestria, as if the king became his father. To this day, he had learned to finally speak, and behave civilized like around other, but his sanity is very much gone.

Tremoring Quake:An Earth Pony stallion with a body almost completely made of an abnormally dense granite stone. His muscle has yet to be known if it has a limit or not, can easily punch through mountains, and even make gaping craters in the soil with a hard landing, his weapons are two dual wield hammers that can be coated in rocks and be molded into pickaxes or even larger hammers. His eyes are emerald green and even have the shape of emeralds, most of his body is covered by a long coat of black with matching gloves and horse shoes with the collar flipped up over most of his face, along with a large hat. He is the ancestor of the pie family, and has a solid stone bond with Pinkie Pie, the mare that holds much resemblance to the one mare that loved him.

At only four years of age, he was playing in the dirt and tossing stones around for fun, then he got too close to one of his father's mining sights, and a bizarre dust cloud of sediments coated him. Slowly causing his skin and flesh to either harden or peel off his body, until only stone remained in their place, his new appearance scared his parents away, and he was branded an abominable stone beast, people either loathed him for his appearance, or ran in fear of his shear strength. Until he too was recruited at the age of 12 to become a warrior, and make good use of this accidental curse. He even meant a happy mare known as precambria Pie, who found fascination in his stone form, and could not stay away from him, her peachy and happy go lucky attitude gave him hope when he grew to loath others, and so the Pie family became possible(edited)

Thunder Blitz:A yellow Pegasus stallion, with glowing blue tattoos in a lightning like pattern circulating around his body, with a gray cloud like mane and tail. Carries twin kriss daggers that form together to create the great lightning spear, capable of manipulating and destroying the mightiest of storms, he can even fly at the speed of light with full concentration. During lightning storms, he can absorb the bolts of lightning and become a golden covered lord of the storms with god like power that can scorch the landscape, flood areas till they reach mountain peaks.

He grew up as an arrogant rogue like Pegasus in Cloudsdale, long before it was named Cloudsdale, he liked to skip school, he liked to fly solo, flying was his greatest passion, so only he deserved to witness what his flying can do, one day he was challenged by other colts, and he inevitably lost. He was destroyed, and sought redemption and revenge for his bruised ego, and a unique storm answered, he was struck by a massive bolt of lightning, and it infused his body with the power of the storms, his body felt invigorated, and he was promoted to train with the boundless energy he was given by the storm. And after flying non stop and training for months. He finally challenged the colts that humiliated him, sadly, his pride and arrogance caused him to not only win, but by accidentally luring the colts into a storm, due to his overconfidence ad extra challenge, it caused the colts to perish. He was made infamous around Cloudsdale, and his parents had disowned him to hide the shame of what they allowed to grow in their child. He left the city in grief and shame, soaring aimlessly through the sky in regret for the power he obtained, and the arrogance he held. Until the king found him, and recruited him to the Equestrian warriors.(edited)

People call me weird, then I turn to them and say, "People who are weird are unique. Unique people are strange. Strange is better that cool. Cool is acting. Acting is fun, but if you go to far, you're world falls apart. You lose all your so-called friends once you mess up one time, but if you do something cool again, they come back to you. Your 'friends' never help you up when you're down; they always forget your name. Being weird is a gift. You have real, weird friends, that would never leave your side, even if you messed up 16 times. They help you up when you're down; they never forget your name." I stay silent for a minute, then say two words. "Thank you." And walk away.

I've always been dedicated to telling a good story, it touches the soul and can even help shape a person's life for the better. Whether it would be something of fiction or non fiction, any story that can entertain and maybe even touch the soul is something worth remembering. To this day after six years of being here, it hasn't wavered, only matured. And I want to continue sharing them with you, so long as I still live and you're all entertained.