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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2014 9:49 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2014 9:52 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2014 3:05 pm
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Neal Bac, or 'Neal' as most called him stared over the boarder of the white kingdom looking out over the narrow stretch of neutral territory between the him and the black kingdom. The small grey colt knew full well no pony could stop him from leaving, and today he was tempted. The party he attended today proved that he would never be able to share in the bounty of the white kingdom. If he stayed he would be cursed to always be so tantalizingly close... yet never able to fully partake. If he left here would be no coming back, but its not like it mattered anyway...
His knack, more like a curse, was that around him every pony else's knack became null; utterly negated by his presence. This meant that whenever he entered a room the queen's arua of good fortune would vanish from that room until he left, no mater what he could never have the prosperity and joy of the white kingdom! and on top of that his did nothing but make life less pleasant for those who could!
The young earth pony wasn't stupid, he could hear the whispers, some calling him 'the next Murphy' such paranoia! He didn't make anything bad per say, just...neutral. He and a friend tested his knack once and worked out that its range was roughly twenty feet. Plenty of ponies wanted him to leave, maybe today he would grant their wish.
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