ABronyLife42

Biography
 * Joined the fandom: Around May 2012
 * Fictions located on: Fimfiction and DeviantART
 * Writing style: "I don't have any real particular style of writing. I like to experiment with different styles and ideas I get from other stories."
 * Common themes: Romance, Clop, Adventure
 * Characters he likes to use: Mares, Luna, Octavia
 * Oc: He has anOC named Soulless Reaper. He isn't popular per say, but he does multiple designs by different artists (such as Foxinshadow, the---Cloudsmasher, Groxy-Cyber-Soul, and F00ster)

How he became a Brony

"I was introduced to it by a friend of mine in Computer Science. Took me about two weeks before I actually watched an episode."

Did you love MLP as soon as you saw your first episode?

"Oh Yeah! Couldn't get enough of them :3"

Spotlight
Summary

Cheerilee roams the quiet town of Ponyville on Hearth's Warming Eve during a snow storm and is forced to take shelter in a nearby bar, owned and operated by the mischievous Berry Punch. However, Cheerilee finds more than she bargains for when the two share a few drinks. Not everypony can handle their alcohol...

A clopfic of Berry Punch and Cheerilee.

Short Section of the Story

It was a cold winter's night as Cheerilee walked past the schoolhouse. Snow drifted down from the thick clouds above and the wind played with her mane. She was wrapped up in a decent sized cloak, but even that couldn't stop the cold wind that plagued the skin under her coat. She looked up the hill at the silent school and sighed, walking further down the snow-covered path. The snow was so thick on the ground that every step that she made sent a cold shiver through her spine.

The foals were really all she had. She could still picture them in the fall; running and playing in the leaves. Now they were gone, home, warm by the fire and spending time with their families. A slight smile appeared on her face. "It's good that the young ones have families to return to, but..." She frowned. "where does that leave me?"

Cheerilee looked to the town, where colorful lights illuminated the streets; telltale signs that Hearth's Warming Eve was here. Ponyville was always pretty this time of year. A small smile formed as she eyed the beautiful sight before her. It was always hard to wear a frown around this time of year, but seeing that all the streets were long since abandoned reminded her of her loneliness. With a slight frown, she descended the hill and travelled towards the town...

Other stories

 * Something Wicked This Way Comes: 2nd Person Human/Anthro Luna Clopfic
 * The Clothes Make the Mare: 2nd person past tense, clothes, Lyra on Human
 * Vinyls Inner Fire: This is Vinyl Scratch and Spitfire clopfic/romance