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Dear Queen Hornworm (RP Post for fun)
10 years ago
Dear Queen Hornworm,
Our fight for equality is working somewhat. The Princess of Friendship has accepted the idea of us living in the cave once occupied by a large red dragon, mostly to deter anything else moving in there. It looks absolutely awful because Prince Wazzp keeps regurgitating hardened ooze everywhere. The walls are splattered with orange slime and Phobica hates it. Iztekt, Inukore and Ogry have formed some form of friendship among each other stronger than any hivemind bond I've ever witnessed. Perhaps this "friendship" is some sort of obscure pony magic.
We have established hunting and eating the overpopulation of Everfree Parasprites as our main source of physical sustenance, and Ogry, pioneer that he is, has discovered edible fungus and plants everywhere. Welarva has discovered some sort of alchemist from a distant land living close to the edge of the forest and will not stop bringing her back to the hive to make soup for us. (Possibly because Welarva can't cook without injuring herself!) Welarva is also constantly craving aquatic life and her way of expressing these cravings is rather amusing. She simply shouts at the top of her lungs that SHE WANTS FISH.
I have begun to take frequent trips into the pony town on the edge of the forest. The equines seems to flee and cower when I enter the town, and the Princess of Friendship keeps a close eye on me. I cannot understand for the life of me why these horses would shun us changelings, especially us exiles who have never once thought of harming their community and feed off of things like music and atmospheric euphoria generated by music. Perhaps they think we're the love-eating subspecies or some sort of siren.
In conclusion, I believe that with their local Princess slowly gaining trust in us, we could possibly have the opportunity to move into an establishment in the town. In the meantime, you are very welcome to come live with us in our cavern home. You know, as long as you don't mind Wazzp's hardened regurgitations everywhere.
I shall draw you next, my Queen.
Yours truly, PSingularity
Our fight for equality is working somewhat. The Princess of Friendship has accepted the idea of us living in the cave once occupied by a large red dragon, mostly to deter anything else moving in there. It looks absolutely awful because Prince Wazzp keeps regurgitating hardened ooze everywhere. The walls are splattered with orange slime and Phobica hates it. Iztekt, Inukore and Ogry have formed some form of friendship among each other stronger than any hivemind bond I've ever witnessed. Perhaps this "friendship" is some sort of obscure pony magic.
We have established hunting and eating the overpopulation of Everfree Parasprites as our main source of physical sustenance, and Ogry, pioneer that he is, has discovered edible fungus and plants everywhere. Welarva has discovered some sort of alchemist from a distant land living close to the edge of the forest and will not stop bringing her back to the hive to make soup for us. (Possibly because Welarva can't cook without injuring herself!) Welarva is also constantly craving aquatic life and her way of expressing these cravings is rather amusing. She simply shouts at the top of her lungs that SHE WANTS FISH.
I have begun to take frequent trips into the pony town on the edge of the forest. The equines seems to flee and cower when I enter the town, and the Princess of Friendship keeps a close eye on me. I cannot understand for the life of me why these horses would shun us changelings, especially us exiles who have never once thought of harming their community and feed off of things like music and atmospheric euphoria generated by music. Perhaps they think we're the love-eating subspecies or some sort of siren.
In conclusion, I believe that with their local Princess slowly gaining trust in us, we could possibly have the opportunity to move into an establishment in the town. In the meantime, you are very welcome to come live with us in our cavern home. You know, as long as you don't mind Wazzp's hardened regurgitations everywhere.
I shall draw you next, my Queen.
Yours truly, PSingularity
