[This is the tale of how a twerpy unicorn got his horn stuck in a storefront.
When the word twerpy is used, realize that it describes the unicorn to a T. He's caught somewhere between the size of a young colt and a fully grown stallion though still leaning towards the colt's spectrum of things. He paces in the dirt of the street, glaring about in anger at the other ponies who pass him by, shouting the following at them]
Ni! Nihi! Nihinihihi!
[And getting further and further angry as the ponies just stare at him for a moment before hurrying away even quicker.
The situation is confusing to Hevvin. In truth, it doesn't take much to confuse Hevvin, but this situation is even more distressing than he would usually suspect. Not only are there not just unicorns but OTHER magical horses (far too many of them oh far far too many of them) but the horses are talking in the humans.....talky....language thing. That one way the humans talk, that Hevvin suspects is a language. It's annoying and nightmarish, because unicorns can't speak that way in their natural forms. It shouldn't happen. It isn't right. Hevvin's been trying to speak to them in the natural horse language, but all of them just turn away as if they don't understand, leading the little unicorn further and further into a fit.
Stupid creatures. Ugly creatures. Hevvin hopes they get what they deserve. He hopes they die he's so angry. He's so angry he could kill.
Well. Truth be told it didn't take much to drive Hevvin towards murder. And that little filly in front of that store? Looks like she could use a few holes in her, courtesy of Hevvin's horn. It isn't long before he's dashing towards the helpless filly, horn first, to put an end to the dumb dumb stupid dumb creature.
Unfortunately, our plans don't always go as we want them to, and the little filly's friends call her away to come see something else. The little filly merrily skips away to join her companions, and this is the cause of the harsh, slamming sound that blares through the market front momentarily as Hevvin slams into the storefront horn-first, shivering and braying out as he hits. He tries pulling away, but his horn is far too embedded in the wood to let go.
And that is why there's a screaming, half-colt sized unicorn stuck in the storefront, and he remains there to this day.]
Hevvin Angelbright | Warrior U
When the word twerpy is used, realize that it describes the unicorn to a T. He's caught somewhere between the size of a young colt and a fully grown stallion though still leaning towards the colt's spectrum of things. He paces in the dirt of the street, glaring about in anger at the other ponies who pass him by, shouting the following at them]
Ni! Nihi! Nihinihihi!
[And getting further and further angry as the ponies just stare at him for a moment before hurrying away even quicker.
The situation is confusing to Hevvin. In truth, it doesn't take much to confuse Hevvin, but this situation is even more distressing than he would usually suspect. Not only are there not just unicorns but OTHER magical horses (far too many of them oh far far too many of them) but the horses are talking in the humans.....talky....language thing. That one way the humans talk, that Hevvin suspects is a language. It's annoying and nightmarish, because unicorns can't speak that way in their natural forms. It shouldn't happen. It isn't right. Hevvin's been trying to speak to them in the natural horse language, but all of them just turn away as if they don't understand, leading the little unicorn further and further into a fit.
Stupid creatures. Ugly creatures. Hevvin hopes they get what they deserve. He hopes they die he's so angry. He's so angry he could kill.
Well. Truth be told it didn't take much to drive Hevvin towards murder. And that little filly in front of that store? Looks like she could use a few holes in her, courtesy of Hevvin's horn. It isn't long before he's dashing towards the helpless filly, horn first, to put an end to the dumb dumb stupid dumb creature.
Unfortunately, our plans don't always go as we want them to, and the little filly's friends call her away to come see something else. The little filly merrily skips away to join her companions, and this is the cause of the harsh, slamming sound that blares through the market front momentarily as Hevvin slams into the storefront horn-first, shivering and braying out as he hits. He tries pulling away, but his horn is far too embedded in the wood to let go.
And that is why there's a screaming, half-colt sized unicorn stuck in the storefront, and he remains there to this day.]