-cntd.- The illness didn't grip his mother until Pete was nearly eight years old, when he discovered his love of marsh plants and recieved his cutey mark. In a panicked frenzy, his mother attacked him at the dinner table, trying to carve the mark from his hide. Three days later, she tried to smother him in his sleep. A young Pete spent one last, terror-filled month with his family before fleeing in the dead of night. He reached his new home, a fetid, foul swamp, before the sun had set once more. Though he had the deed to the property in his saddle bags, along with as much food as he could carry, it would take him years to truly make it his own. (I had to write this. It grabbed my by the throat and would not let go! There's more, but it's all I'm writing for now...)

im in terested to learn more about pete i hope him and stagg could be friends and meet somewhere dring the night :3

story of the blanks?

I like Pete's backstory! And I like how it has genuine insanity that is shown as a negative trait instead of the commonly seen "liek im so insayne an proud of it!!!!111!!!ONE" crap you see all over deviantart.

I agree with monk. :D

I know mental illness is NOT the glamorous thing all those "self diagnosed" morons on dA think it is. Even something relatively minor can make interacting in normal society painfully embarassing, and sometimes downright nightmarish...

(More about Pete, because if I don't write it here, I'll do it IC and that would spoil SO much fun!) The first few weeks were the worst. After eating through his supplies, young Pete was forced to scavenge. Though plants were his gift, this still took a lot of trial and error... and soon he came down with a fever. For twelve days he wandered the bog in a daze, drinking stagnant water and eating strange grass. Mosses started growing on the mud stuck to his hide, fungus' in his uncomfortably-damp mane. He started losing fur in strips. His hooves cracked and split from the constant moisture and walking. His body was rotting while he kept moving. At last he collapsed. -ctd-

-ctd- The next nine days Pete spent curled up between the roots of a sickly purple tree, unable to walk any further. Though the leaves of the tree were oily and black, and the berries smelled of foul rot, he ate both in desperation. In his more lucid fever dreams, he talked to the ugly tree, and the tree talked back. It said it was the Smooze, and that it had once nearly devoured all of ponyland in it's roiling purple waves. But a strange being from another world had sealed it away, turned it into a tree. Now it ruled the bog, and it's roots extended to the very treeline, over a mile away. It's hunger was great, but it could only eat as a tree did, with it's roots. And it did so crave the flesh of ponies... When Pete's fever at last broke, he was healthy and stronger than ever before! Around him the bog glowed with life and power, no longer terrifying but WELCOMING! He was home! As he made to explore the wonders around him, Pete tripped over something between the tree's roots. A small green pony, with empy gold eyes and stringy yellow mane was punctured through and through by greedy purple roots. Though the tiny body was curled up protectively and it's face contorted in fear, Pete felt nothing for his former self. He was remade, better and perfectly adapted, and he would survive. He began to laugh, and it echoed in the night. He would repay the master of the bog, HIS master, for this kindness..!

Nice stories! You have very vivid imagination!

its awesome!

M.J whats wrong? D:

o.o is his yonger self still at the tree?

Well it's been quite a few years since then, so whatever's left would be little more than bones and a few strands of hair... But yep, if any pony could find the Smooze tree (which is actually from an old MLP cartoon movie, though I fudged the details), they'd find all that remains of poor little Petey.

awsome :D oh and i was woundering if i could add you bye any chance if not thats fine

Sure, my fc is down in the bottom of my gallery somewhere! Not sure where, exactly...

heres mine if you want to add me tew four five one one- one two 8 nine- two six nine six

cant wait till it's finished!