captain-blackmane:

4horsemenoftheapocalypse:

captain-blackmane:

captain-blackmane:

lunaanswers:

captain-blackmane:

I give up. These alicorns are just a buncha worthless two-bits for all I know.

They never give ya good advice, they never help ya when ya need it, and they own everythin’.

I need ta go back out ta sea. Preferably with a crew and a…

Now what are ya talkin’ about now ya scythe-wieldin’ skeleton? I understand who me allies are plenty.

No need ta get ya hip-bones in a jumble.

“Forgive such rage, seaman - for we commit grand thanks to your pledge under us in all your times of frailty. Of such we view thy “ailcorn” magic of nothing but similar the kings I once did command to topple empires in their pathetic greed! For of your kind doth battle the tides of our dark amongst your pony kind - carry on!”

For bein’ riders of the apocalypse, ya certainly are quick ta jump ta conclusions about what I be sayin’ about stuff.

“Tis’ Death! Blame such wretched bones of whom has come to take a kindness to you!”

“OF NOT HE LIES, SAILOR, FOR WHAT OF DEATH YOU DO REPRESENT - IT IS OF THE LOVE THAT MEN MAY SHARE OF DUEL, OF BLOOD THAT SPILL BETWEEN TO FORM A WATERFALL - YOU ARE BUT A VISAGE IN HIS EYES.”

“O, of waters does this sway, upon tables who topple the cards we must play; for what of my take this mortal be wrong? His willpower alone of wars and conquest along! Be still, Blackmane, for you’ve heard but of fools, who lure your ear with their whispering tools; of own you must pray to Death’s eye of sight - to believe in my voice has not made things right? Take but of what you wish of this, yet recall, ye mortal, your folly questions we miss.”