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Pastor Analysis
Priest Analysis
His cutie mark is the bible.


unholy passage:
how to draw unicron:
draw the lowly earth pone tired and hopeless looking for something better in its life wondering to itself if it will ever be anything better than just woeking its flank off for the rest of its life. Dreaming, the earth pon sighs and says that it's not worth it anyway and falls asleeep as a small amount of tears land on the pillow cases. the pony wakes up the next moring ad gets ready for work only to drag his hooves--its a guy now-- arond town block after block as he stumbles upon an advertisement fo fuck if I know but it has a unicorn on it and the pony thinks to himself and has a anger simmering inside of him and he begins to hat the unicorns for having everyhting handed --hoofed to them rather in their lives and he just had a very grumpy da after that. so he gets to work and there is a party and it's not a pinkie paie party cause their ain't no party like a pinkie pie party cause a pinkie pie party don't stop but he puts on a party hat and parties with the rest of the office until he twalks ingto hte restroom where he looks at himself in the mirror as he washes his hooves and soemthign catches his eye. He moves the horn to the crown of his forehead and takes a long look in the mirror.
His mouth begins to quiver as he can see his own reflection and intensifies his sorrow as his mouth gets wider and his face becomes distorted. He can see his own eyes shriveling up and through the moments of blurry tear filled vision he begin to watch himself slowly sink into the counter. He can feel his joints start to collapse on him as he is brought to the floor. Breaking down in a public area where anyone could walk in frightened him. He began to panic as growling shrieks escape his quivering jaw and thick breaths slip through his teeth. Being a unicorn wouldn't change anything in his miserable life.
Erase the pattern on the party hat and turn that frown upside down and you got yourself a unicorn, missy.