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I’m sorry, sweetie, but we didn’t get your name?”
“OH!” The pink filly jumped. “Hee! Of course! Sorry! I’m just so excited! You’re the first visitors I’ve had to the museum in… oh ages!” Giggling again, “Oh, I’m Pinkie Bell!”

Fo:E - Chapter Nine: The Moral of the Story
It’s part of my next work, still in progress (:

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Lunar Supporter - Helped forge New Lunar Republic's freedom in the face of the Solar Empire's oppressive tyrannical regime (April Fools 2023).

silver ‘pinkie’ bell here, more then anything, tipified the horror of life for a wasteland pony, what she endured, and what it did to her
all of the ponies in little pips group had seen horible things before…but some things…some thing go beyond a physical horror….
this was something that would haunt all of them for the rest of the story and even more, though they did not know it at the time what happend here and with her would echo out into the larger wasteland and eventualy culiminate in one of the story’s climaactic monments, though i wont explain what
if you havn’t read it you should and those of you who have know what im talking about.