As far as i can tell Bronies are seperated into three types each having subtypes.
Type 1: Artistic (Artfags)
Normal Artistic
Clop (dear god)
And Crossover
Type 2 : Fanfic Writers (Writefags)
Normal Writer
Clop (oh goood)
Crossover
Horror (or as ilike to call it, Grimdark)
Type 3: Music
Just 音楽 I Don't Really know if there are subcategories あなた can tell me in the コメント if あなた want
Type 1: Artistic (Artfags)
Normal Artistic
Clop (dear god)
And Crossover
Type 2 : Fanfic Writers (Writefags)
Normal Writer
Clop (oh goood)
Crossover
Horror (or as ilike to call it, Grimdark)
Type 3: Music
Just 音楽 I Don't Really know if there are subcategories あなた can tell me in the コメント if あなた want
AT RESTURANT:
Trixie: I'm glad your finally over AppleJack.. Who needed her anyway. She didn't get you.. あなた need someone who 'dose' get you.. Someone who knew あなた your whole life.
Saten: あなた mean Derpy?
Trixie: Well.. Sure.. Derpy.. But I meant some 'else' who knew あなた your entire life, and always had a thing for you.. Who knows.. She might be sitting in front of you.
Saten: (obviously) I honestly have no idea what your going on about Trixie. But your voice is soothing, and strangely I feel better.. (happily) Thanks, あなた always such a great friend.
Trixie: (sighs) Sure... Friend
Saten: (gets up) Anyway. I gotta go.. Sorry again for trying to kill you, last time we were here.
Trixie: (shrugs) あなた were drunk.
Saten: If it makes あなた feel better. I'm really trying to cut back on alcohol.
Trixie: I sincerely doubt that.. But if あなた say.
Saten: (leaves)
Trixie: (sighs) Guess Trixie's paying again..
Trixie: I'm glad your finally over AppleJack.. Who needed her anyway. She didn't get you.. あなた need someone who 'dose' get you.. Someone who knew あなた your whole life.
Saten: あなた mean Derpy?
Trixie: Well.. Sure.. Derpy.. But I meant some 'else' who knew あなた your entire life, and always had a thing for you.. Who knows.. She might be sitting in front of you.
Saten: (obviously) I honestly have no idea what your going on about Trixie. But your voice is soothing, and strangely I feel better.. (happily) Thanks, あなた always such a great friend.
Trixie: (sighs) Sure... Friend
Saten: (gets up) Anyway. I gotta go.. Sorry again for trying to kill you, last time we were here.
Trixie: (shrugs) あなた were drunk.
Saten: If it makes あなた feel better. I'm really trying to cut back on alcohol.
Trixie: I sincerely doubt that.. But if あなた say.
Saten: (leaves)
Trixie: (sighs) Guess Trixie's paying again..
i ran to my dad and then the zombie was cracking our window. good thing my dad had a gun in his
room and he gave a gun to my brother when he was 17 so my brother got his gun and shot the zombie through the window. it flew back and then we looked at her we noticed it was my sister.
we were all sad we boarded up the doors and the windows. then a zombie was in the back of our house down in the basement when we went down there the only weapons we had were 銃 and one knife. i had nothing cause i was to little. it almost got my mom cause she was looking somewhere else. be in for part 2!!