UnicodingUnicorn

While the three of them had their discussion, Uni had been slowly emerging from her hiding spot and mustering up the courage to near them, where she has remained, listening intently to the conversation.

The mare looks up nervously at the colt. "Umm...m-my name's Uni..." She looks and fidgets with her hooves. "I-I can't r-really remember how I g-got here..."

Let out a startled squeak and backs away, butt raised in the air while she half-hides behind her hooves. She's not very large, about half the size of a regular mare.

Banned for having something he doesn't see.

Why would you think of him?

Banned for limitation of creative freedoms on creation of paradoxes, paradoxi?

I dress you up in a straightjacket! Pones are not for eating!

Heh, magic.

Oh um...I-I see you're already dressed...*affixes another cap atop you*

Banned for imposing arbitary date limits for ban prerequisites. (Heh, I don't blame you. It was really long ago)

Banned for imposing population limits! (Hey I remember you! I was on here like 2 years ago and did this RP that died)

Neigh!

What do you think?

Banned for being an evil skeleton being, trying to fool us into not thinking all evil skeleton beings look alike

A portal deposits a small, grey and altogether rather feminine looking unicorn rather unceremoniously into the middle of the room. She groans and picks herself up after a while, eyes wide and darting about as her hooves play nervously with the edge of her scarf. Upon spotting the others, she squeaks and darts into a corner, shrinking under the blanket that was on her back.

It has been over eight decades since the Four Alicorns disappeared fending off a dark threat rising from below the deep. Since then, the land has fallen into disarray, ponies sequestering themselves into the massive city-factories, the product of rapid technological advancement born from being cut off from the powers of the sun and the moon. You stare at the massive stallion sitting across the desk in a small office somewhere in Administrative Canterlot who has just finished explaining how the minign town of Krakhoof has gone silent over the radio. He needs adventurers, freelancers he calls them, to go investigate. His gaze bores into you, and you feel compelled to raise your hoof and begin to say... First of all, who are you? -- This is a sci-fi RPG set in a post-apocalyptic Equestria. An adventurer could be anyone, from a professional bounty hunter going from job to job or a desperate pony just looking for money. Character Creation: Gameplay: Players:

I'll call upon the bronies of the world to take up arms against Hasbro for cancelling it. If 4DE started to have a consistent shipping schedule, what would happen?

Refuses Vin a kiss for suggesting something

No thanks. Dwarf Fortress?

Germany, they made better tanks. Cruiser or infantry tank?

Purple. Pretty Pink Product Placement Princess?

Banned for having feelings.

I kiss Error softly on the forehead to stop him from crying.

Banned for being one of those filthy rice-ists.

...that was not expected.