Author's Note
Panic! Why are you letting Fizz be interviewed and not me~. I mean, I now that I-
Quiett Ponkers, go make some muffins or something.
Go make some muffins or something and throw it at-
PINKIE! GO!
Boo. Pinkie groans as she bonces on over to the kitchen to do... whatever she really wants to do.
I originally used some of the Wingding font but found that people either didn't understand it or just thought that it was random symbols.
The words were: ❄︎♒︎□︎⬧︎♏︎ ◆︎■︎♓︎♍︎□︎❒︎■︎⬧︎ ⧫︎♒︎□︎◆︎♑︎♒︎⧫︎ ♋︎ ♐︎♓︎●︎⧫︎♒︎⍓︎ ❍︎◆︎♎︎ p□︎■︎⍓︎ ●︎♓︎&♏︎ ❍︎♏︎ ♍︎□︎◆︎●︎♎︎ ■︎♏︎❖︎♏︎❒︎ ♒︎□︎●︎♎︎ ♏︎❖︎♏︎■︎ ♋︎ ♍︎♋︎■︎♎︎●︎♏︎ ⧫︎□︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎♓︎❒︎ ●︎♓︎♑︎♒︎⧫︎📪︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎⍓︎ ⬥︎♏︎❒︎♏︎ ⬧︎□︎ ⬥︎❒︎□︎■︎♑︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎⍓︎ &■︎♏︎⬥︎ ♓︎⧫︎ ⬥︎♒︎♏︎■︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎♓︎❒︎ ♌︎□︎♎︎⍓︎🕯︎⬧︎ ♌︎◆︎❒︎■︎♏︎♎︎ ●︎♓︎&♏︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎♓︎❒︎ ⬧︎□︎◆︎●︎⬧︎ ♐︎□︎❒︎♏︎☯⬧♓⌘♏🖬📂📬🗄♏❍☸✞︎☜☼ 🕈✋☹☹ ✋☠ ☟☜☹☹📪︎ ✋ 🕈✋☹☹ ☞☜✌💧❄ ⚐☠ ❄☟
🕆︎■︎●︎♏︎⬧︎⬧︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎⍓︎ ♋︎❒︎♏︎ ⬧︎■︎□︎♌︎⬧︎ ⧫︎♒︎♋︎⧫︎ ♒︎♋︎❖︎♏︎ ♋︎ ♎︎♏︎♋︎⧫︎♒︎ ⬥︎♓︎⬧︎♒︎ ♌︎⍓︎ ♓︎■︎⬧︎◆︎●︎⧫︎♓︎■︎♑︎ ❍︎♏︎
♐︎◆︎♍︎&♓︎■︎♑︎ ♎︎□︎♍︎⧫︎□︎❒︎ ⧫︎❒︎⍓︎♓︎■︎♑︎ ⧫︎□︎ ❒︎♓︎p ♋p♋❒⧫ ❍︎⍓︎ ⬧︎&◆︎●︎●︎ ⧫□ ♐♓■♎ ❍⍓ ♋♌♓●♓⧫⍓ ⧫□ 🕯◆⬧♏🕯 ❍♋♑♓♍ ♐︎□︎❒︎ 🕯︎⬧︎♍︎♓︎♏︎■︎♍︎♏︎🕯︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎■︎ p●︎♋︎⍓︎♓︎■︎♑︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎ p♓︎⧫︎⍓︎ ♍︎♋︎❒︎♎︎ ⬥︎♒︎♏︎■︎ ♓︎📪︎ ❑︎◆︎♓︎⧫︎♏︎ ●︎♓︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎♋︎●︎●︎⍓︎📪︎ &♓︎♍︎&♏︎♎︎ ♒︎♓︎❍︎ □︎◆︎⧫︎ □︎♐︎ ❍︎⍓︎ ❒︎□︎□︎❍︎📬︎📬︎📬︎ ⧫︎♒︎♋︎⧫︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎■︎ ♒︎♋︎♎︎ ♋︎ ♍︎□︎◆︎p●︎♏︎ □♐ ■︎♏︎⬥︎ ⧫︎♏︎♏︎⧫︎♒︎ ●︎⍓︎♓︎■︎♑︎ ♋︎❒︎□︎◆︎■︎♎︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎ ♐︎●︎□︎□︎❒︎📪︎ ♋︎●︎□︎■︎♑︎ ⬥︎♓︎⧫︎♒︎ ♋︎ ♒︎□︎❒︎■︎.
I feel that this is the best course of action for this bio/story as I also found the Wingding font to be confusing (and since the authors note don't contribute to the word count, I thought it would be best to add this little tidbit here).
I originally got this idea from (my prod and fellow Pyromaniac) Connorcooper (which, even though there are grammar mistakes, there is potential). Support them or don't, I'm not a dictator, form your own opinions and such
My Little Pyromaniac
"Alright-y, how do I start this off?" I challenge myself as i stare into my mirror. "I am a simple Mud Pony that-"
"wawawawa, wa wa WA" A appealing and downright sexy voice giggles
"What do you mean their is no racism in the FIM dimension!" I demanded as the most captivatingly, awsomerificist pony in the entire multiverse only laughs at my confusion.
"Wawawa, naw wawa naw." The most handsomest being in t-
WE GET IT PANIC! GET ON WITH IT!
You guys are mean.
...
Well apparently it turns out that Ponies of this dimension aren't Spiciest to their own kind, that's good. Already way better than the slump of my dimension.
So a little tidbit about myself. I'm a Earth (is that right?) Pony that specializes in magic, but not in any ordinary kind of magic, but hexes, curses, totems, potions, and mainly runes. Those that are mainly in the Pyromancer and Flame branch of magic are my specialty. T︎h︎o︎s︎e︎ u︎n︎i︎c︎o︎r︎n︎s︎ t︎h︎o︎u︎g︎h︎t︎ a︎ f︎i︎l︎t︎h︎y︎ m︎u︎d︎ po︎n︎y︎ l︎i︎ke︎ m︎e︎ c︎o︎u︎l︎d︎ n︎e︎v︎e︎r︎ h︎o︎l︎d︎ e︎v︎e︎n︎ a︎ c︎a︎n︎d︎l︎e︎ t︎o︎ t︎h︎e︎i︎r︎ l︎i︎g︎h︎t︎,︎ t︎h︎e︎y︎ w︎e︎r︎e︎ s︎o︎ w︎r︎o︎n︎g︎ a︎n︎d︎ t︎h︎e︎y︎ kn︎e︎w︎ i︎t︎ w︎h︎e︎n︎ t︎h︎e︎i︎r︎ b︎o︎d︎y︎'︎s︎ b︎u︎r︎n︎e︎d︎ l︎i︎ke︎ t︎h︎e︎i︎r︎ s︎o︎u︎l︎s︎ f︎o︎r︎e︎V︎ER WILL IN HELL,︎ I WILL FEAST ON TH-, hehe, sorry 'bout that, I seem to have gotten lost in good ol' memory lane again. Whoopsy!
Anywhos, I have a mane and tail are combed neatly while still being natural... kinda like where it hangs over the face but has spiked ends (kinda like that one DJ pony and Loyalty), and is kinda poofy. I'm sorry, never really had to explain what I LOOKED like before. The colors are electric blue, swirled with both bright and dark orange, and with a hint of cherry red.
My build is fairly normal other than my kinda short(ish) legs that give me the height advantage of 3' 3'' by going off of this chart ↓
Also, my fur is joyful red that is soft to the touch (HEY, just because I like fire- Obsesed -Shut it, just because I LIKE fire doesn't mean that I don't take care of myself) so if anyone wants to cuddle up with this firebug, I will still be comfy. I have hazel eyes and a soulmark of- sorry, cutiemark (what even kind of gay bullshit riding a motherfucker's bitch is that kind of name), it is a blue fire with, you probably guessed it, a lit sparkler inside of the flame.
I generally like everyone, U︎n︎l︎e︎s︎s︎ t︎h︎e︎y︎ a︎r︎e︎ s︎n︎o︎b︎s︎ t︎h︎a︎t︎ h︎a︎v︎e︎ a︎ d︎e︎a︎t︎h︎ w︎i︎s︎h︎ b︎y︎ i︎n︎s︎u︎l︎t︎i︎n︎g︎ m︎e︎, ahm. I like fire, pranks, explosions, smell of smoke and sulfur, green is my favorite color, and... I actually like cool temperature (not cold but like... think of it like burning and freezing are opposite of each other, hot and cold are opposite of each other, warm and cool are barley opposite of each other, then finally just lukewarm).
What else... I also like reading and, even though a mass amount of my 'magic' comes from runes, potions! I found that I quite like being a herbalist. After all, I'm a tough gal that's banned in many places, manly hospitals (that f︎u︎c︎ki︎n︎g︎ d︎o︎c︎t︎o︎r︎ t︎r︎y︎i︎n︎g︎ t︎o︎ r︎i︎p apart m︎y︎ s︎ku︎l︎l︎ to find my ability to 'use' magic f︎o︎r︎ '︎s︎c︎i︎e︎n︎c︎e︎'︎ a︎n︎d︎ t︎h︎e︎n︎ pl︎a︎y︎i︎n︎g︎ t︎h︎e︎ pi︎t︎y︎ c︎a︎r︎d︎ w︎h︎e︎n︎ i︎,︎ q︎u︎i︎t︎e︎ l︎i︎t︎e︎r︎a︎l︎l︎y︎,︎ ki︎c︎ke︎d︎ h︎i︎m︎ o︎u︎t︎ o︎f︎ m︎y︎ r︎o︎o︎m︎.︎.︎.︎ t︎h︎a︎t︎ t︎h︎e︎n︎ h︎a︎d︎ a︎ c︎o︎u︎pl︎e︎ of n︎e︎w︎ t︎e︎e︎t︎h︎ l︎y︎i︎n︎g︎ a︎r︎o︎u︎n︎d︎ t︎h︎e︎ f︎l︎o︎o︎r︎,︎ a︎l︎o︎n︎g︎ w︎i︎t︎h︎ a︎ h︎o︎r︎n︎).
You're probably wondering of why Mister Panic's first 'story' is a bio, well Auntie Fizz will tell ya. He's lazy,
he has great ideas for stories yet he discontinues it because he fears that people will just demand more and become violent, so he makes stories, but doesn't publish them until-
INTERVIEW OVER! GO TO YOUR ROOM FIZZLE DAWN SPARKLER!
Aw. Shit.
"Why am I allowing you to do this?" I question as Fizz hangs from my chandelier with rope.
"Because I can!" Fizz prominently rebuts, "Besides, I've done this before."
"What do you mean, 'done this before'?" I worryingly ask as she starts to spin.
"It's just that I'm so bored, and why am I even grounded?" Fizz demands as she starts to spin herself faster.
"Really Fizz?" I deadpan, "You know exactly why your grounded just like Spiderman. Your not even aloud OUTSIDE your room right now, why are you in the foyer?"
"Wait, what did *ulgh* he do, also.. erm... why are YOU here?" Fizz starts to become green in her face as she starts to slow down her spiral.
"Well... he 'offended' a potential sponsor. This is also my property, I allow you to live here instead of somewhere in the rift."
"Oh...
WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT A SPONSOR!?"
"Oh my, Senior Spidamon. What tis this!" A masculine voice called out from the shadows of the unidentified room because I'm to lazy to describe what it is and what it looks like.
"It iz noting, ma jolie petite fleur. Juzt magica.
"Hey Spiderman, what are you doing this Saturd-" I pause as a see both of the URL's to JaBoody Dubs and some spanish intro (that I honestly don't under stand why it is even there to begin with), "Spiderman, what are you d-"
"Oh... Makes sense. Thanks for the clarification," Fizz chirps as she lowers herself to the floor. "Also, *blrogh* Whoops."
I look down upon my cream-orange walls not look like a painting due to the retch upon the walls.
I saw the vomit covering only the EXPENSIVE paint and furniture in the lobby, to put hings simply, I lost my head "Fizz, to your fucking room, now."
I don't normally cuss in front of ANYONE. Fizz knows that if I say 'fuck', it really means that I am pissed off and that nothing should doing anything with me or about me until I cool off. Once that word left my mouth, she was immediatly scrambling up to her room.
"I really need to teach her how to control that spite for everyone that has 'wronged' her," I mutter to myself as I call some of the staff to clean this up. "I mean really, in MY ENTIRE mansion, she only pukes on the things that she knows took hours to pick out and she doesn't even say sorry about it, just a sarcastic 'whoops'."
I quickly turn about, noticing the cameras still on, "This is going in the bio, isn't it?"
"Painc! I made muffins~" Pinkie shouts happily as I finally turned off the mainstream for the cameras, thus cutting off the recording being sent to my benefactor.
