Ummm…on retrospect, something tells me that I spend too much time wandering the Tumblrverse…
(( And yes folks, that is mine and I had the lack of sanity to do this. Here’s the proof: http://www.tf2items.com/id/ryuen_tran Now all I need is a reskin with Lil Miss Rarity’s brand/tattoo on the grips…))
“Oh…hello there. Don’t mind this wrench. I was just fixing something with it. But I don’t think that would pique interest as to why I haven’t made anything…substantial. Well, blame school work, video games, and random bouts of depression for that. Does that mean that I’ll be updating often? Well…maybe. Just…not in this medium. You see, I’m waiting on someone to finish a device that will cast me in a more…visual form as text doesn’t seem to cut it. I just can’t seem to get the motivation to write something nowadays as it seems that my audience is basically non-existent. I thought of quitting but now…I just can’t. The Tumblrverse is like a drug…a highly addicting one. I really want to throw myself into the mix, but I’m not sure if I can offer anything without being rejected. And believe me, my queries have gone unnoticed. That and the mix of social awkwardness and social anxiety has only exacerbated my…isolation. I don’t know if it will change or not. I know what you all are thinking… ‘why don’t you grow a backbone for once!?’ and ‘Get over yourself!’…but heh heh, that only makes it worst.”
“But anyways…with my free time freed up for the most part I might post more…you never know. Who knows? I might even finish this 30 question exercise that I long since abandoned…”
A shame…I have no pony to go with the prom with. It’s just like the high school prom…and that was years ago.
1. A baby
2. A second chance
3. Sex
4. Kiss
5. Friendship
6. To chill
7. To cuddle
8. A long term relationship
9. A good laugh
10. An apology
11. A hug
12. Be my bitch
13. Be my sex buddy
14. Simply to be mineI’m such an atention whore today, YEAH! (I guess art blocks do that to ya)
And nobody is going to respond! At all! yay~
…excuse me while I go cry in my dark corner. Forever alone…
After a day of depression I have concluded that I am keeping the name Subtlety as a symbol of something unneeded. You know the saying… “Subtlety has no place here”. Yeah…
Heyo. This is the mod speaking. Lately I’ve been thinking and I don’t think the name Subtlety works with me anymore. So I’m thinking of a name and cutie mark change. I was thinking of something that has to do with fixing electronics or technological stuff. Or sweating out small details when others don’t even care about said small details. I’m almost settling on the name “Circuit Mender” so yeah…maybe I could use some help in this? OR will it end up like a lot of my crisis and become a Lesson Zero situation?
I would so do what he usually does. That and be cute and hope that being a pony will allow him to finally find the girl/filly of my dreams…if she even exists.
He blinks at the egg before he sniffs at it and smiles. “Oh! Why thank you! This looks tasty! I wonder if they’re as good as the eggs Pinkie Pie makes…”
Can you guess from my posts what is my:
* Age
* Sex and/or Gender
* Sexual Orientation
* Race and/or Ethnicity
* Field of study and/or field of work
* Favorite TV show(s)
* Favorite book(s)
* Favorite video game(s)
* Favorite food(s)
Leave any answers in my ask and we’ll see how accurate you are.
COME ON GUYSSSS OR ILL THROW UP ON YOU
im curiousss
Yes, I’m very curious now…some things are more obvious than others but there are those that completely miss it…
(843): I command you to take a shot and dance like the pretty little gay boy you are.
Cue a rather grumpy look from Subtlety. “…fine, I’ll dance for you, Lady Rarity. But I’m still metrosexual.” The colt suddenly gets up on his hind legs so he can start dancing rather flamboyantly and shake his rump. Much of his dance routine is usually turning about while having his front hooves on his hips and making his flanks flex…all while puckering his lips and having a rather sultry look on his face. The fact that he’s wearing his purple scarf just begs the question of his sexuality; is he really gay, or is his claim to metro-sexuality actually true?
You know…even in a colorful place like Ponyville, I can’t help but to see these colors fade…like I’m out of place…like I don’t belong here. It’s like I’m becoming out of sync with the rest of Equestria…out of sync with my own home universe. It’s not because I keep hopping from AU to AU…it’s just this oppressive feeling in my mind that ties with my social anxiety. I just can’t go out there without feeling self-conscious and nervous. Even with Ponyville’s laid back atmosphere I can’t help but to feel that either my reputation hinges on every single word I say…or that reputation’s already damaged. I’m afraid that I’ve labeled as some kind of freak or stalker…they already know that I’m a shut-in.
You the ironic thing about me as a shut-in? I still long for companionship…my special somepony you can say. I thought I had one…but it had to be in another AU…one where I never belonged to. I felt like I was being kicked out of that world when Spike tried to get rid of me…and it was Lady Rarity that had to toss me back into my own universe. Because of that incident, I’m too scared to connect with my own universe’s Rarity as she’s already with Spike. Just my luck eh?
I don’t know why I’m writing this and about to post. Maybe it’s one of those desperate cries for help that you see on those stupid Talk Shows? Or those kinds that you see shrinks analyze and dissect like they would an autopsy or some poor random animal? OR maybe I’m venting and seeing who’ll respond? I really don’t know. So up it goes. I’ll have the fire extinguisher ready…
He grows uncomfortable as he fidgits a bit. “Well…there is one…but I was forced to leave her in an alternate universe…and she lives near me in my home universe. I…just can’t bring myself to confess my love to her as she has another though…”
Subtlety blinks at the question as he brushing at his chin with a hoof. “If you mean Celestia and Luna, then yeah they exist. You should see them in their cyber armor! It’s freakin’ awesome!”
Subtlety mumbles to himself as he tries to make sense of the question. “Do you…mean ‘How evil can I be?’” His brow quirks as he thinks for a moment before he speaks up. “Really? You believe that the devious look in that one photo of me depicts me accurately as evil? Hmmm…yanno, I would try to sell you a bridge or something equally silly, but since I know you, I won’t do such a thing.”
The stallion trots back a bit so he can pace about. “You see, I’m more of an anti-hero than a villain. Sure, I do things that are questionable…even illegal! But really, I’m willing to do almost anything for the sake of justice or do something. Short of hurting an innocent pony or anything of that sort. And naturally, I would think up a plan like it was some grand scheme from a villain…but that’s how I work. That’s…me really.”
He then stops pacing and resumes his seat at his computer, the alabaster stallion relaxing as he rests his head on a hoof. “I hope that answers your question…if not, then…heh heh.”
Subtlety brushes his chin with a hoof before he nods. “I actually have several! I just absolutely love red velvet cake and red velvet cupcakes! I also love peanut butter cookies and cheesecake! Mmmm…getting hungry now…” He looks rather dreamy as he licks his lips, the colt just a step closer to drooling…
